Chapter 4
Bonny Morrell knew that her mother and father would not be home until late--they'd said they were going to a party, which was not exactly a lie--and the cute teenager was wondering which of her boyfriends she should telephone and invite over to the house to take advantage of the fact that there would be no adult supervision. It was hard to decide.
Johnny was the captain of the football team, but he had a tiny prick. Maurice was gifted with a great big cock--but he was a scrawny-looking bookworm.
Bonny was trying to get the right blend of handsomeness, popularity and, most important, cock dimensions. As the images of all the potential cocks she had known passed through her head, Bonny began to get really horny. She had only been fucking for five months and still appreciated the novelty along with the feeling of being stuffed by a prick. She was glad that she had lost her cherry. All that mutual masturbation and stuff that she'd settled for, before, seemed pretty fucking childish to her now that she had started to fuck.
Bonny was a slim girl with a tiny waist and pert, thrusting tits and a mobile ass that drove young men--and older men, too--wild with desire. She had long legs and trim hips and a gently rounded belly. Her pelvis could work like a pump.
Her hair was blonde, streaked by the sun in shades of amber and gold and platinum, and the face that was framed by that blonde mane was pretty and saucy and impish. She had suggestive eyes and a cock-sucker's mouth and a hot, juicy pussy--and that pussy was particularly hot and juicy at the moment, as she squirmed around in the seat next to the telephone and tried to decide which cock to summon.
She raised the hem of her miniskirt and looked down at her groin. Her cuntlips were peeled open and her pussy slot was running with juice. Her clit stood out like a bullet. She was tempted to finger-fuck herself, to relieve some of her urgent desire. But that seemed sort of a silly thing to do, when she had the house to herself and could phone a boy.
Fingers were okay, in a pinch, but cocks were a lot better.
Bonny ran her fingertips up her cunt slot, shuddering at the contact, but then she shook her head and drew her hand away. She decided to have a cold drink and calm down and then make her decision.
The cold drinks were in the kitchen, of course.
So was the rubber prick. Bonny saw the fucker the moment she came through the door but, for a moment, she didn't recognize it for what it was. For one thing, she had never seen a dildo before and, for another, it was so unlikely that there should be a dildo on the kitchen table that it just didn't register.
She picked it up and gasped as she realized what it was. The rubber prick was a huge thing, and realistic, complete with a big mushroom-shaped cockhead and thick veins seaming the stalk. It had a leather harness on the hilt.
Bonny's eyes opened wide. Holy shit? It must belong to Mom!
A wave of lust washed through her at the thought of her sexy mother fucking herself with a dildo. For a moment she wondered if her daddy wasn't giving her mother enough cock, but she knew that wasn't true because she had often heard them grunting and moaning and their bed squeaking and she knew that they fucked a lot. That knowledge had always excited her. She knew her daddy had a big cock, too, because she had made a point of walking in--by accident, seemingly--when he was in the bath or shower. She often thought about her daddy's cock when she was giving herself a hand-job, in fact. So her mom couldn't need a substitute cock. Bonny reasoned that using a rubber prick must be a kinky thrill, a pleasant variation.
The girl grinned. Her adventurous and imaginative spirit sparked and she saw no reason at all why she shouldn't try out her mother's fuckstick on her own smoldering cunt. It might be a real kick--and if it wasn't, she could still phone one of her boyfriends.
Forgetting about the cool drink, she took the dildo back into the front room. Bonny always liked to get naked when she frigged herself off, and she figured that would be better with the dildo, as well. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off. She wore no bra and her plump tits bobbed out as she arched her back. Then she stepped out of her miniskirt. She wore no panties, either, and her naked pussy was streaming.
She sat down in a big, comfortable chair, her ass perched on the edge and her parted legs trailing to the floor. She was grinning with excitement. She held the dildo up and gazed at it, fascinated. It was bigger than any real prick she had known. It was so big, in fact, that she figured she had better lubricate the fucker before she shoved it up her fuckhole.
Holding the dildo before her face, she began to lick the long, thick stalk and the flaring cock-knob.
Bonny looked surprised--then she felt even more excited.
The dildo tasted of cunt juice!
Bonny had never sucked a cunt but she knew what cunt juice tasted like because she often licked her fingers during a finger-sucking session, or pushed them into her mouth, bunched together, pretending that they were a cock. She liked the taste of pussy juice.
Golly--Mom just have fucked her cunthole before she went out, the sex-crazed teenager thought.
The idea of lapping up her own mother's cunt juice was really a turn-on. Her tongue slid up and down the rubber prick and then she slurped the fat cockhead into her mouth and began to suck on it. Holding the dildo by the hilt, she pushed it in and out of her mouth as she nursed on the cock-shaped device, pretending that it as a real flesh-and-blood prick-- and one that had just come from her mother's pussy!
The leather straps of the harness flicked against her thrusting tits as she fucked the cock into her hungry mouth.
Fucking hell, she thought. Those straps must be so that a woman can fasten it on and fuck another woman! Oh, wow! I wonder if my mother screws other girls with the fucking thing? Or lets them fuck her--or both? Shit! I wonder if Daddy knows?
Bonny was feeling as horny as she ever had before. Her clit was throbbing and her tongue felt every bit as hot as it slurped around on the cunt-soaked fuckstick and her imagination was working so hard that she thought she might have an orgasm.
She fucked the dildo right back into her throat, then drew it out, glistening with her slobber. Her eyes were glazed and her lips parted and panting. She moved the rubber cock down to her cunt. She spread her cuntlips wide apart with the fingers of her left hand and held the dildo by the root in her right fist, moving the cocktip up and down in her sodden cunt crack. She brushed the prick-knob over her clit, moaning. Her wrist bent as she ran the big wedge of cockhead up and down over her downy pussy. Cunt juice poured down her crotch. She began to feed the long, fat prick into her fuckhole, shoving it in inch by inch, her whole nubile body shaking with the sensation. Her cunt tunnel spread out around the thick cock-knob, then fluttered closed and pulled longingly on the prickshaft. The fucking thing was stuffing her pussy to the brim and fucking into the very depths of her guts. The leather harness flicked over her trembling thighs, reminding her again that another girl could have the rubber prick strapped onto her belly and be fucking Bonny like a man! Ribbons of pussy cream trickled down the rubber cock. She twisted it around inside her pussy, gasping, finding it more mobile than a real cock. She turned it through a full rotation inside her sucking cunthole and moaned. Her eyelashes fluttered wildly over her lust-glazed eyes.
She had worked every inch of the fuckstick op her cunt now. Holding the long fat cockrod buried to the hilt, she began to really work on it with her cunt muscles, pulling and dragging, clamping the walls of her fuckhole around the outline of the big prick.
Her ass shifted from side to side and her belly and hips jolted up and down in a fucking movement, with the whole rubber prick still embedded to the root in her soaking fuckhole.
Then she began to pull the cock out and fuck it back up her cunt with long, rippling strokes, fucking herself steadily and pushing her pussy down to meet the plunging dildo. Cunt juice sprayed from her pussy. Her whole body was vibrant and trembling. The cock slithered in and her cunt sucked on it, then she drew it back out as she rotated her hips, grinding away.
Fuck! I love this big fucker, she thought. And it must be even better if it's strapped on another girl and she's fucking it up my cunt!
The idea was thrilling. Bonny wondered if she knew any girls who would like to do some dildo-fucking with her. Her mind raced wildly.
She thought about sexy Peggy Winters. She and Peggy had often talked about boys they had fucked and sucked, so she knew that Peggy was not a dyke, but Peggy had often looked sort of wistfully at Bonny, and suggestively--especially in the showers after gym class--and Bonny had a pretty good idea that Peggy might swing both ways. She would have to consider approaching the girl. But later. At the moment, she had a climax to grind out!
She gazed down past her hobbling tits and over her heaving belly, watching the fat rubber cock fuck in and out.
What a sight!
Bonny didn't realize that she was not the only one thrilling to that juicy sight!
Barbara had left the car down the street and moved silently around to the kitchen door. She hoped that the dildo was still undiscovered on the table. How on earth would she ever explain it, if her innocent young daughter had found it and asked what it was for?
She tiptoed in silently--and they groaned in dismay when she saw that the rubber cock was no longer on the table.
Bonny must have found it. The girl probably had no idea what it was, however, and her mother began to think fast and hard. What explanation could she possibly give? Could she say that it was a mold for making gelatin, or a ladle for stirring stew or maybe some sort of tubing that Alex was going to replace in the car?
As she considered these deceptions, she became aware of soft, juicy sounds and heavy, steady panting from the front room. The woman frowned.
It sounded as if someone were getting fucked in her house!
Her suspicions were aroused. But surely her innocent little girl could not be getting fucked! There must be another reason for those sounds and, determined to find out, Barbara tiptoed down the hallway. Edging up to the door of the front room, she cautiously peered in.
Barbara almost fainted.
Bonny was sprawled in a chair beside the telephone, merrily fucking her cunt with the dildo! There could be no mistake at all. Barbara could see all the juicy details. The fat rubber cock was vanishing up the girl's pussy, then pulling back out, foaming with cunt juice. Bonny was whimpering and moaning and her face was a mask of lust. Her hips flew about in a fucking motion as she fucked the cock into her cunthole.
Barbara wondered what she should do. She was shocked to the core. I can't just walk in on her--that would be too embarrassing for both of us, she thought. After all, it's my fault, really. If I hadn't left the damned thing where Bonny could find it, this wouldn't be happening. Well, I suppose she realized what it was and she's probably just using it out of curiosity.
Yet the look on the girl's face had no elements of curiosity at all. It was lust, plain and simple! And her belly and ass were grinding away just like a girl who knew how to fuck.
Barbara was at a loss.
She knew that she should sneak away and pretend that she had never discovered this scene.
But Barbara, as well as being a mother, was a confirmed voyeur. Despite her horror at finding her daughter fucking herself, the horny woman was thrilled by the sight. She wished it wasn't happening--but, since it was, she wanted to watch it!
Well, there's no harm in it, she told herself. Bonny was doing it and the fact that Barbara was spying on her couldn't affect the situation--and it was a lovely sight to behold. Why, it's probably even a good thing, the woman managed to convince herself. After all, it's no worse than finger-fucking, and all girls do that. And it probably means that Bonny is still a virgin, or else she'd have a boyfriend over, instead of having to resort to a rubber cock.
Barbara, because she wanted to, believed that.
Her eyes glowed as she gazed on the scene.
What a juicy, delicious-looking cunt, she thought. Then, realizing what she was thinking, the woman blushed furiously. She mustn't think of her own daughter's pussy that way-- and yet she did and, despite herself, Barbara found that her mouth was watering.
Well, there's no harm in a fantasy, she reasoned--and she watched.
Bonny was fucking furiously now as the crest drew hear, shoveling the big cock into her fuckhole and churning about as it plowed up her pussy to the hilt, the leather straps trailing up her parted thighs.
Her plump tits bobbled about as she thrashed--another mouth-watering sight. Her ass heaved up and her thighs jolted. Soft moans came from her mouth, punctuating the heavy panting. Cunt juice was pouring from her pussy in a creamy river now, soaking her whole crotch and coating the fuckstick with a milky film. Barbara wondered if the girl would wash the dildo off afterward. If she left it coated with cunt juice, Barbara was going to be awfully tempted to suck the slimy fucker, naughty as that would be.
"Fucking hell!" Bonny wailed. Oh! She's coming, her mother thought. Her own hand had slipped up beneath her skirt and the horny voyeur was frigging her smoldering cunt. It's a good thing I didn't wear any panties, she thought, as her hand caressed her hairy pussy and the cunt juice flooded down her trembling thighs.
Bonny jolted and cried out as the crest ripped through her loins and she creamed again and again. She kept fucking the dildo up her cunt gash, pumping her cunt cream out in a foaming deluge.
Barbara creamed on her hand--and kept right on finger-fucking, getting hot all over again.
Fuck your sweet young pussy, Bonny, Barbara wailed in her frenzied mind, abandoned to her voyeur's lust, so hot that she was no longer ashamed of what she was doing.
Then Bonny was slowing down, a dreamy smile on her lips. She levered the fuckstick around in her melted cunt, working off a last spasm. More pussy cream flowed out.
When she drew the dildo from her cunt gash, it was soaking wet.
Bonny raised the rubber cock to her smiling lips and began to lap at it, then she sucked on it, slurping her own cunt cream from the dildo.
"Ummmmm," she sighed, obviously enjoying the drink on a stick--and causing her mother to gasp in amazement. Barbara was staggering, her knees weak and her cunt flooding again. She stared at her daughter's mouth, watching her pretty lips lovingly caress the slimy dildo. Barbara didn't know if Bonny ever sucked a cock--but it was obvious that the randy little teenager knew how to do it!
Bonny plucked the fuckstick from her lips. All of her cunt cream was gone, replaced by saliva: She kissed the tip.
Is she gonna do it again? Barbara watched eagerly. Oh, shit! I fucking hope so! It's wicked--but I want to watch her use that fucker on her cunt again! Yeah! Shove it back up there, Bonny!
Barbara was cupping her pussy, ready to start frigging again, if there was more to see. But then, to her disappointment, Bonny put the dildo down and reached for the telephone.
Barbara figured it was time to slip quietly away. But something in the teenager's attitude told her to stay for a moment, to listen in on that phone call. Bonny was looking devilish.
"Hi, Peggy?" the girl said into the phone.
Well, she hadn't called a boy, Barbara thought. She probably is still a virgin. But the sex-crazed mother wasn't at all sure if that fact pleased her or disappointed her.
"It's Bonny Morrell," Bonny was saying. "If you're not busy, I thought maybe you'd like to come over."
She paused, listening, then grinned.
"My Mom and Dad are out for the evening, so we can have the house to ourselves," Bonny said. "And you'll never guess what I've got to show you, Peggy!" She paused again, giggling. "It's a big rubber prick! If you want, we can fuck each other silly!"
Barbara almost passed out when she heard that.
But her cunt rippled in her hand and she knew that, no matter what she thought of her daughter's behavior, she just had to watch