Chapter 1

Mandy really got into trouble that Friday night when she looked over Brad's shoulder and saw the delivery boy from the Pizza Palace standing in the doorway to the kitchen. The pizza was still in his hands, but his mouth was open wide as if he were going to take a big bite out of it, box and all instead of collect the money for it. She saw him all right, but she just couldn't seem to do a damned thing about it! Brad was ramming his huge pussy-packer up her dewy cunt so deliciously, that she couldn't hold back her orgasm-Jesus! There! Oh, baby! Like lightning spreading through a mold of jello, jiggling waves from the buzzer at the top of her quim traveled throughout her body!

It was so good and she couldn't stop it and she couldn't say anything, not even to tell Brad, because he was fucking even faster, so much faster. His cheek was against her neck, his arms were around her and he was pressing his manly chest against her soft pillows with their big, tight nipples, humping his ass faster and faster, slamming his prong deeper into her gash, making her whole cunt shake with the force of his thrusts and the thumping of the head of his club into the very recesses of her honey-pot! And the root of his belly, the hair-covered base where his thick staff joined the rock-hard muscles of his stomach-was jarring her soft mound, massaging her pussy lips, sending thrilling shocks through her clit! and oh, God! Oh, Jesus! She couldn't help it! Not even while he watched! Two seconds later, she felt another throbbing wave of orgasm smashing through her body, upsetting her mind from its very foundations! She came off twice in two or three seconds, hardly enough time for the boy from the Pizza Palace to blink his eyes and lick his lips nervously and oh, God, oh, Jesus, oh, God, Brad!

He was driving in faster, harder! His snorting breath and the fiery lickings of his tongue on the side of her neck, probing up toward her angelic ear lobe told her that he was going to join her this time! Oh, Christ, yes! His fucker was so big, stretching the walls of her pussy so fantastically, fucking her harder and harder and making her clit so ticklish and wonderful and bubbly! He was grunting and moaning hard! Sucking in his breath and burrowing his rough lips against her ear, blasting his breath into it and firing her up, making her shiver, making her glad he was her boyfriend, her special guy...

Only, how could she feel like that when the delivery boy was standing right there at the end of the sofa, watching Brad fucking her, watching his meaty ass driving his spike into her puss so hard that the living room was filled with the sounds of it, the squishing, sucking, slurping sounds of a huge, hard cock fucking good, young cunt? How could she have any pride left at all? How could she face Brad when he found out? She would have to shut her eyes and pretend that she hadn't seen him, pretend that she hadn't known they were being watched!

She tried, really tried to shut her eyes tightly against the sight of the boy standing there watching them. But, fuck, she couldn't! Because it made it, oh, so much better!! And she couldn't help that! It was out of her hands. Her dark hazel eyes flashed open again and she saw him with his eyes bugged out and his nostrils flared open, gasping. She saw his prick getting so hard so fast that his jeans were twisted into a big lump in the front. Who the hell cared anymore? Brad was doing it, oh, fuck, yeah, aw, God, what a lover! Practically driving her right up over the arm of the sofa and onto the floor with the fierce force of his cock thrusts! Oh, Jesus! Now, holding it so goddamn deep inside her! Jerking! And she clamped her pussy muscles so tight around his dong that she could feel every beat of his heart in it, then the deep exciting throbs of his spouter planting his rich cum deep inside her cunt! Oh, God! Yes, beautiful! Oh, so wonderful! His huge, thick cock spouting his cum into her, filling her, filling her whole cunt with his hot jism, fucking her full of his stuff!

And she went off for the third time like a goddamn rocket, screwing up her whole face at the delivery boy and humping her pussy up on the big fuck rod and really exploding all over the place.

It felt so good when Brad fucked her hard like that and the stranger, the young boy watching them, well, oh, Christ, what could you say? What could you do? This time she really came apart at the roots, weeping her own cream out of the walls of her cunt around Brad's throbber, kicking her heels on the backs of his legs, scratching her nails across his broad shoulders! She came so violently she thought she might pass out! She'd never done it three times in a row like that ever, ever before! And God was it ever good!

"Mmphff!" Brad sighed explosively into her ear. "God, was that ever good, baby! You just kept getting tighter and tighter and hotter and hotter on me, Mandy! I thought you were cumming off the whole time! I really... "

He was lying on her, just stirring his big fuck stick in her pot of jism and cunt juice as it softened down. He must have felt the tension in her body under him because he turned his head and looked over his shoulder.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I knocked! I did! The door was open!" the kid started babbling as soon as he saw Brad's eyes light on him. He was just a kid, maybe sixteen or so, not nearly as big or as strong as Brad was. He saw the stud's eyes go wide with astonishment when he found out that his fucking had been observed like that and he started backing up into the kitchen, the pizza carton still in his hands. His knees were knocking together and the throbbing lump in the front of his jeans was fast disappearing!

Mandy gave a squeal as she felt Brad sitting up fast, swinging his legs over the side of the sofa and turning his back to her. She couldn't see his face, so she naturally assumed that he was going to jump up and beat the holy shit out of the other guy who had poked his nose in where it didn't belong. And the prospect of having Brad bounce you off the fucking walls a few times was enough to have any guy about to piss his pants!

But Brad just ignored the kid. He turned around to face Mandy instead! Her eyes were like saucers full of terror as he looked her over and took in the fact that she had known that they were being watched. He didn't have to say anything. He didn't have to ask her. It was plain enough. He grinned and reached for a pack of cigarettes on the coffee table next to them. He took one out and struck a match, lighting it, looking at her, at her open, naked body and frightened face. He felt his prick stir between his legs in response to the fear he saw in her. It excited him some. She was truly a total cunt, he thought. And he liked that, liked the way she worshipped his prick for the glory it could give her.

"Get the hell back in here with that goddamn pizza before I goddamn flatten your fuckin' face!" he roared in the general direction of the kitchen, into which the delivery boy had retreated in blubbering terror. He stretched his arms, easing the tightness from holding them in the same position around her while he fucked. He liked the way the muscles in his arms and chest responded to his orders. He offered her the cigarette.

She took it, almost too dumbfounded to close her lips around the filter. She began to feel that it was going to be all right. Brad wasn't mad, wasn't even chasing the young guy, wasn't mad at her, either. And when she began to realize that Brad thought it was all right, then this hot flush began to soak through her, a triumphant return of the wild sexiness she had first felt when she saw that the delivery boy was standing there watching them. It dizzied her with the force of its return! The boy had watched! Had watched Brad fucking the hell out of her, stark naked, open, lusting for his cock, feeling it cumming deep against the mouth of her womb! Oh, God!

The delivery boy reappeared, this time from the back! He was backing into the living room, quivering all over, terrified of Brad punching him out, but even more terrified of not obeying his orders. "I won't look! Really, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to in the first place! I should have yelled louder! Yeah, then you would have heard me and told me... " he sputtered.

Brad laughed. "Clam up, already! Jesus! Cool it, will you!"

"Yes, sir!" the delivery boy nodded so hard and fast that Mandy thought his blond head was going to fall off and land on the pizza carton!

She felt her hands sliding down over her soft belly, down to the mossy mound of her pussy, encircling it, stroking the skin of her thighs, shivering lightly at her own touch, knowing that she was wide open and getting so hot, so very hot!

"Where'd I drop my pants, sugar?" Brad asked her, taking the cigarette back from her moist, panting lips and sticking it between his dry, rough ones. His eyes squinted against the smoke as he leaned over her, looking down at her, stroking his hand over her shoulder and down to her full, taut breast, her tight hard nipple in the center of the wide rosy-brown circle of her tit.

"What? Why?" she mumbled, letting a tinge of sadness creep into her voice-just a tiny tinge in case she had mistaken the way he felt. "You going to get dressed?"

He chuckled again, deep in his throat. "Naw! Why bother! I just need my wallet to pay this clown here for the pizza. Right, kid?"

"Yes, sir! Right, sir! I could come back later! No hurry! Whatever you want! Hell, you don't even have to pay me! I'll leave right now and the pizza's on the house! I'll pay for it myself! Shit, I ought to after barging in on you like that when you were... " His quavering voice suddenly dried up and pinched off with a squeak.

"Big deal! I don't listen much to what's going on around me when I'm fucking. Maybe I just didn't hear you, kid," Brad said jovially. He was talking to the kid, but his eyes were on Mandy and the way she was breathing, the way she hadn't closed those smooth, silky legs of hers, the way that her eyes glittered staring at the kid's back. Oh, she was hot all right! She was turned on like mad by being naked on the sofa like that with more than one guy in the room with her! More than one! Shit, yeah, Brad thought. It must be the same for her as it was for him when he thought about getting it on with two chicks at the same time! His prong gave another hump and swung between his muscular thighs.

"Well, put the damn thing down before it gets cold and hand me my pants over there."

The delivery boy swung halfway around with the pizza in his arms, but he kept his head turned as far away from the sofa as he could. Naturally, he put the pizza down on top of the ashtray, the coke glasses and the pile of clothing that was strewn over the coffee table. It started sliding off onto the floor.

"Hey! Watch the fuck what you're doing!" Brad snapped.

The delivery boy snapped his head around in time to catch the pizza carton with his scrambling fingers. But he had to look at the sofa to do it and oh, Christ! The big guy was still stark naked with his big dong hanging down between his legs and behind him on the sofa was her, the dame, the chick who had stared into his eyes while the stud balled her, the hot-looking babe, who... Oh, God! He felt all dizzy with it! He was so fucking horny and so fucking terrified and so mixed-up-he just wished that the floor would open up and swallow him!

"Jesus! Didn't you see enough the first time?" Brad said roughly. The delivery boy blanched and jerked his head away again, eyes squinched hard shut, panting with horny desire and fear.

"No, I forgot! I had my dick in her then. You couldn't see her quim, could you?"

The kid just froze in the same posture, shaking and squinched up, waiting to get hit.

"Can I show him my cunt, Brad?" Mandy spoke up for the first time. Her low voice had become husky and furry with her passion. She was staring at the other guy and her hands were moving up and down, up and down, her fingertips circling around her pussy, pulling at the plump mound, stroking it and feeling her precious clit lift up its tiny head.

"Turns you on, doesn't it, baby?" he said softly. His gaze swept over her young body, appreciating its smooth perfection, the generous curves of her spread legs and hips, the narrows of her high waist, the mounded beauties of her breasts and dusky nipples, her corn-gold hair and hazel eyes moist with passion!

She blushed deeper, the base of her neck between her big tits flushing with hot blood, mounting up her neck and over her beautiful face. She was embarrassed, yes, but not enough to make her lie. "I love you, Brad! I love it when you fuck me! But when he looks... " She turned her face to Brad's, burning in shame and lust. "I want him to look!"

"Sure, baby. Show him your gash! You got the most luscious cunt in town!"

The delivery boy was looking down at the floor as if he were very turned on by his own feet-at least that's what he was looking at and the renewed lump in the front of his jeans indicated how turned on he was getting. It had a great deal to do with what he was hearing!

"Go on!" Brad ordered. "Look at it! The lady wants you to, kid. Ain't that the hottest pussy you ever saw? G'wan! look!"

The kid's face looked like some kind of dying hound dog. His mouth was hanging open and he was practically sniveling. He hung his head as if it were too heavy for him to lift, but his young eyes burned as he looked at her freshly fucked cunt! Jesus, what a sight! Her pussy mound was soft and plump and full with the softest, mossiest hair growing on it, kind of short and soft and flat. The outer lips pouted open wide! She had her legs spread as wide as she could get them between the back of the sofa and Brad sitting on the edge and her fingers were helping it gape wide for the delivery boy to feast his eyes on it! Her clit was so hard and twitching that the kid noticed it even from the end of the sofa, a tiny pink lump of love at the point of her love pot! Her inner lips were coral pink, fresh and bright and dewed with her cunt juices and Brad's hot cum! Her fingertips touched them and pulled open these inner curtains to expose the deepest secrets of her pussy!

The boy's breath was as rapid and shallow as a man having a heart attack and his skinny right hand crept across the front of his jeans to clutch his hard dick! He was looking right into her hole! Right into her cunt hole where pearls of the guy's prick cream clung around the soft, slack opening like liquid jewels! She moved it! She humped her hips around and shoved her pussy up at him, making the hole squeeze down and then relax just as if she were squeezing on his prick! It was so dark red! So flushed with hot young blood! So moist and sweet and creamy! Hot pussy, freshly fucked and squirming around on the sofa, begging him to shove his dork into her honey pot!

"Well, shit! You're not going to jerk off in your jeans, are you?" Brad said sarcastically. He stood up from the sofa and the kid cringed away from him again. Brad was six foot three, but no basketball player. He was the captain of the football team and the tallest quarterback that the high school had ever had! His broad shoulders were packed with muscle and the younger boy nearly lost his rod again. Not that Brad did! Shit, no! His massive meat was getting up there again, ready for another go-round!

"No, sir!" the kid squeaked. "I won't touch it!"

Mandy moved over on the sofa where Brad had given her more room! She spread her legs wider, hooking one heel up on the back of the sofa. His gaze was like a blowtorch moving over her body! She could fucking feel the lust in the kid's eyes! Even hotter than the way Brad looked at her! She knew that she was driving him mad, driving him so horny that he would have to have her or die trying!

"You like my pussy?" she asked him softly. Her voice was like two pieces of rough velvet husking together.

"Oh, God, yes!" the kid gushed. He was almost to the breaking point by then. There were even tears in his eyes.

"You want to fuck my cunt?" she asked him, her voice the same sexy smooth scratch.

He just shuddered and tried to shrink further away from Brad who was standing right next to him. Brad had the cigarette sticking out from his mouth and his huge fucker sticking out from the base of his belly! "Yeah! Why don't I get even with you, kid?" he said.

"Wh-what?" the kid stuttered, too frightened to speak straight.

"Why don't I watch you while you fuck?"