Chapter 2

They were both completely naked when they got to the bedroom and immediately took up where they left off. Robby's youthful Aunt Mollie stood by the bed and threw one foot upon it.

Robby could see the thick lips of her pussy split open and juice slide from the pink flesh to drip beautifully from her silken cunthair.

"Do you like my pussy, Robby?"

"Oh yes, Aunt Mollie!" the boy exclaimed.

"It's beautiful!"

"Touch it some more, baby. Play with it some more," she panted. "And then we'll go all the way!"

The young boy moaned in anticipation as he put his fingers into her pink cunt again. He could feel the nice wet slit and the gushing hole where he had been pushing his fingers before.

He cried out as he slipped his fingers into the hole once more, but now he wanted to get them in so badly he didn't stop, putting his left hand on the hair at the bottom of her belly and forcing the two fingers of his right hand into the wet channel.

Suddenly it felt much wetter and his fingers moved forward with no difficulty until they were deep inside her.

Mollie cried out in lust: "Oh, baby, yes! Go on . . . move your fingers inside me!"

Robby quickly got the idea and began to move his fingers up and down her wet pussy. He felt a strange thrill in his prick as he finger-fucked her, and then it suddenly dawned on him what he was supposed to do with his cock.

He looked at his aunt questioningly. Mollie saw in his eyes what he was thinking and she reached out with her hand, grasping his throbbing young dick and placing it at her cuntlips. "Yes . . . yes!" she gasped. "Inside me . . . put your cock inside me!"

The boy no longer hesitated. Something drove him on. It was an incredible tingling feeling in his whole body, and it was getting more and more exciting as he thought of sticking his prick in his aunt's cunt.

When he put it at her cuntmouth and felt the wet flesh close on his prickhead, he shuddered. His young cock was hurting him now, almost as if his prick were too heavy for him, but he pushed and found the place where his fingers had been a few minutes before.

Then he felt his cockmeat going into her hot cunthole.

"Owwwww . . . Jeez!" he cried as Mollie's body seemed to close in on his prick, clinging to it, gripping it tightly.

He moved back a bit and felt her cunt grip him in a series of contractions that made him so excited, he could hardly stand it. But something made him drive his young cock back into her again and suddenly he felt the luscious flesh of her cuntwalls around his. prickhead.

"Oh, I'm fucking . . . I'm really fucking!" the boy wailed. "I've got my cock in you, Aunt Mollie!"

"Yes, baby, yes," she cooed. "But don't go too fast, or you'll ..."

And he did. With a cry, his hot youthful cum scalded the walls of her pussy before she could get her come.

"Oh, honey . . . honey, you came before I did!" Mollie wailed.

"I'm sorry," he whimpered. "I ... I couldn't help it."

"Can you keep fucking?"

"I'm getting soft," he whispered. "I'm sorry."

"Robby . . . Robby, honey," Mollie moaned, "there's something else you can do." "Yeah?"

"Remember how I put my mouth on your cock? Do that to my pussy!"

"Oh, Jeez, Aunt Mollie ... I couldn't do that!" he cried.

"Yes, you can, baby. Kiss my pussy with your lips and put your tongue up in it. You'll like it and it will make your prick hard enough to fuck me again!"

He was still protesting as the older girl pushed his head down across her smooth belly until his chin was tickled by her silken cunthair. And then her legs parted and the hot musky odor of her cunt filled him with desire.

Without training or experience, but with desire and instinct, young Robby shifted his body until his eyes gazed directly into the gaping slit of his aunt's gooey pink cunt.

Tentatively he licked just the tip of his tongue up and down the juice-slickened walls and lips of her cunt. Mollie moaned and then thrashed. It encouraged him to go faster, deeper. And then his flat tongue hit a little ridge at the top of her slit and she went wild.

"That's it, Robby!" she shrieked. "That's my clit, baby . . . that'll make me come! Play with it with your tongue!"

He did and she really went crazy.

"Oh God, I can't stand it! I want you, too!"

She quickly rolled him over until the boy was on his back. Again her face went to his prick as her knees settled in on each side of his head. Robby's eyes were wide as he gazed up at her dripping pussy.

Mollie savored the tang of his pungent young dick, smeared as it was with her own cuntjuice. It sent wild tremors of delight coursing through her. She brushed and grazed along the shaft to the head, sticky and protruding from the thick foreskin, and then washed and played with it with caressing, lapping strokes.

Her head rested on his inner leg as she managed to slit the tiny hole in his smooth, bloated cockhead with the tip of her tongue.

And then she returned to its base and the soft sac of his balls. The downy hairs tickled her chin and cheeks and lips as her saliva dribbled freely down to his nuts to be soaked up by the sheet.

Robby moaned and raised his leg, making Mollie move over him more fully, and then she squatted with her legs on either side of him, her hot wet cunt mashed to his face, and trailed her tongue along his prickshaft. She continued to manipulate him, to squeeze and jerk his cock with her hand, making him squirm and lift his legs, exposing his asshole.

She licked between his widespread asscheeks, circling teasingly around his puckered asshole, painting his inner thighs with her saliva. Then she stiffened her tongue and rammed it into the crinkled meat of his asshole.

"Oh, Aunt Mollie! Sweet Aunt Mollie!', the boy shrieked. "It's wonderful!" He yanked down on her hips and, at the same time, ground his face into the pulpy, juicy meat of his aunt's pussy.

Mollie was wild. It had never been anywhere near this good with Brad!

She sucked insanely on her nephew's youthful cock. All the while her cunt was burning with the fire-like lashes of his tongue and flaming sweep of his mouth on her clit and pussy-hole. She was wild with frenzy, the sensations churning her belly with erotic desire, driving her at breakneck speed to a crashing climax.

God, she wanted to come with his young cock in her mouth, with her cheeks bloated with the sudden shot of his cum.

Quickly she trailed her tongue back over his churning sac and along his heavy shaft to its pulsating head. Then she slipped her lips down over it again.

Robby groveled in her cunt, her sucking rhythm in tune to his thrusting tongue. The wild abandon, the complete passion of his aunt overwhelmed him.

He breathed hard and blew into her, the cheeks of her ass clenching, then relaxing in front of his excited face. He pried her spread cunt wider and pushed his mouth hard against the wetness of her slit. He drew her over him, so that her soft-rimmed pussy was smothering his nose and lips. Holding her tightly by the ass, he thrust his thick wet tongue between her warm fleshy folds.

He heard her gasp and renew her sucking with frenzied motion. Mollie jerked forward with his hot, teasing contact, quickly screwing herself down on him harder. Her pussy-hole was contracting, opening and closing around his tongue, until he had a difficult time breathing.

Her cunt flowered open wider, her juice cascading down her legs and his chin as he ran his tongue around her stretched cunthole. He could feel her muscles hollow and contract around his face. He plunged his tongue in, making wet sluicing sounds as it burrowed deeper into her cunt with each thrust.

He lifted his lashing tongue from the fucking he was giving her warm, slick pussy and moved along to the pink bud of her asshole. He rimmed the crinkled edge and darted into her ass with stabbing thrusts. Then he returned, licking the softly throbbing lips of her cunt plunging into the wet valley to find her clit. He began to suck and tease it, biting tenderly, his tongue reaming while she churned and writhed above him.

She was almost ready to come.

He rammed his tongue deep into her writhing hole to bring yet further guttural moans from her cock-stuffed mouth. Her soft warm thighs clenched his face viciously, and he could feel the wet flesh slip moistly around his tongue. Mollie dug her heels into his shoulders and rubbed her pussy hard against his face.

Then suddenly she stiffened, and he heard her cry out: "AAAGGGHHHH! Ohhhh, Baby! Oh, Robby, Baby . . . I'm going to . . . going to . . ."

Her whole being seemed to explode over him, and he could no longer hold his own come back. Jeez, he thought crazily as the rush of cum began to burst along its narrow tube, I love it!

The juices of her cunt flowed. Mollie arched her back and bucked wildly, her body quaking uncontrollably. Torrents of cunt juice spread a sticky warmth all over his mouth and down his cheeks, until she grunted the last of her orgasm.

He could still feel her in-and-out sawing movement as she suddenly thrust deep over his prick, absorbing it to its hilt in her mouth as the first jolt of his molten cum shot into her throat.

Her head bobbed furiously over his cock as she sucked the shooting jets of his hot jism hungrily. She felt him jerk and groan beneath her as he rammed his cock yet deeper into her throat. His prick continued the pulsating jerks, and she groaned happily as she sucked, her throat contracting wildly in a fevered attempt to control the gushing streams that squirted hotly into her. She clasped her lips in a tight ring around his jumping cock so as not to lose one precious drop.

Robby's groans of pleasure incited her to greater effort, and then, with one final spewing, his prick began to slowly deflate in her mouth. She waited a moment, hoping for more, then lifted her head, his prick sliding from her glistening lips with a wet sucking sound.

She turned and smiled at him. He grinned contentedly in return. A trail of cum dribbled down her lips and chin, dropping like a thick white spider web onto his belly.

She rolled off his body and settled comfortably beside him. Her head rested quietly on his shoulder.

"Oh, honey," she whispered softly. "I loved it. That was wonderful . . . you are wonderful."

"Can we do it some more?" the boy pleaded.

"Maybe . . . tomorrow night," Mollie replied. "But I'll come to your room. It's on the other side of the house, and Grandma and Grandpa will be less likely to hear us."

"Okay. Jeez, it was fun!"

"Yes, it was, you darling boy. Now you'd better go to your room. Get your clothes out of the living room first."

Robby slid from the bed and paused in the doorway.

"Aunt Mollie?" "Yes, baby?" "I love you."

"I love you, too, baby. Now scoot!"

Robby gathered his clothes and was nearly back to his own room before he realized that he still hadn't properly fucked her pussy.

Well, he thought, he would take care of that the following night.

As it was, they didn't have to wait until evening. Mollie's mother went shopping, and the young aunt had come home from her job for a quick lunch. She told herself that it wasn't to be alone with Robby, but she knew it was.

She even went out of her way to pass Robby's room before going back to work.

The young boy practically pulled her arm from its socket as he tugged her into his room and locked the door.

"Robby . . ."

"I can't help it, Aunt Mollie! I've dreamed about it all night! I beat off three times this morning just thinkin' about puttin' my pecker in your beautiful pussy!"

"But, Robby, we don't have time . . . let's wait until tonight." "No! Now!"

With more strength than the young aunt gave the boy credit for, he threw her upon the bed and kissed her while his hand groped her big titties.

Oh my God! Mollie thought. I've created a sex maniac! But his kisses were hot and luscious and she responded with her tongue within a few seconds.

He felt her large tits under the woolen sweater as she was wearing, and then lifted it from her waist, his hands rummaging underneath. In a moment he was cupping her tits under her bra. Then he moved his hand to the side of her skirt where he unfastened first the top button and then the second and third, enabling him to push her skirt down her legs.

"Please ... please, Aunt Mollie," he moaned, his youthful body shaking with desire. "I just got to!"

Suddenly she was helping him and had undone her bra to let her enormous tits fall from their cups. They were the size of melons, with huge ruby-red nipples surrounded by a brown areolas almost two inches in diameter. In another few seconds she was naked except for a pair of white nylon panties.

Robby was overwhelmed as he looked at her tits, her wide hips and her luscious rounded asscheeks. His hands were on her buttcheeks in a flash, feeling them, pressing the soft flesh and then parting them so that he could reach and touch her cuntmound.

With a groan he pulled her panties down over her hips, down her legs and from her feet, throwing them onto the floor.

The boy tugged at his own clothes as Mollie, sensuous and desirable, lay under the gaze of the young boy. He was trembling with excitement, his prick throbbing and stiffening with urgent desire.

The young aunt was touched as well as sexually inflamed. "You really want my pussy . . . don't you, Robby?"

"Yes . . .oh, yes, Aunt Mollie! I want to do everything to you and for you!"

That did it. Brad never wanted to do anything but fuck. This young boy, her nephew, wanted to do everything for her!

"Then come on, Robby," she cooed. "Fuck me real good, my sweet lover!"

The panting youth parted her thighs tenderly and fingered her cuntlips, pulling them apart to look at her pink cunthole and her erect little clitoris. The throbbing little knob was half an inch long and he began to touch it gently, and then to twist it slightly with his fingers. Moving his fingers down her slit, he found her cunthole and was excited to find he could easily get two fingers into her hot wet pussy.

"You don't have to do that any longer, Robby," Mollie moaned. "Just let me feel your cock inside me!"

He lowered himself onto her soft, yielding flesh. She opened her legs and her mouth at the same time. He shoved his cock up her cunt and his tongue down her throat. She took them both eagerly.

Her pussy was as warm on his prick as he had thought it would be. The joy of being in a pussy drove him wild. Her cunt was fantastic! She could clench and relax her pussy as if she were giving him a blow-job.

"Give it to me, baby!" she urged. "Fuck me with that beautiful hunk of meat!"

"I'm fucking you, Aunt Mollie!" the boy shrieked with glee. "I'm really fucking your pussy with my cock!"

He grabbed two handfuls of her ass and started driving his dick into her. His prick came up hard against her womb with each driving thrust.

Each stroke seemed to make her want the next even more. She groaned as his fingers dug into her flesh, and she rolled her hips up to open herself even wider to the pounding of his young cock.

"Oh Jeez, it's good ... so good," he crooned. "I want more. I Want it all!"

"Take it, baby ... all of it. Go ahead!" Mollie cried.

Pinning her legs against her chest, he withdrew his dripping cock and rammed it in all the harder.

Mollie loved it. She could take him hard like this because of his youthful size. If Brad fucked her like that, it would hurt. With Robby it felt wonderful.

Her cuntmeat gripped him with powerful contractions, sending him into a frenzy. She gripped his body with her legs and, entwined around him, she began to move her milking cunt in a rhythm to fit in with his thrusts.

"Fuck me . . . fuck me hard!" she gasped. "Oh, I want to be fucked!"

The boy clung to her and began to fuck her as hard as he could. His youthful desire had been fully awakened, and he was determined to do anything and everything to please the woman who had brought him such happiness. He ground his meat into her cunt with all his power and strength. He felt her luscious tits under him, her hot lips and her gripping cunt as he drove into her, raking and probing her cunt, forcing his cock in as deeply as he could as his throbbing cock was gripped by her contracting, milking pussy.

"Oh!" Mollie gasped. "Ohhh, it's wonderful .. . fantastic! Fuck me, Robby . . . push your big prick into me and hurt me! Make me come, baby . . . fuck me . . . fuck me!"

She writhed and wiggled her quivering pussy with powerful movements of her ass as Robby rammed his prick into her, hearing the squishing of her juices with each thrust.

And then, as she moaned in ecstasy at the peak of her joy, Robby began to shoot his hot cum into her, and he knew for the first time the joy of a pure and lustful fuck.

They lay there, panting for breath, and Mollie kissed him all over his body, taking his cock into her warm mouth, sucking even his balls and carrying him into a realm of bliss he'd never dreamed of before.

And then his cock was hard again. Between her thighs he went and into her cunt.

"Oh, you're so big now!" he said.

"I know. That's because I'm so juicy. Robby."

"I can't get enough friction to stay hard." Mollie pulled his dripping cock from her cunt and lowered it an inch. "There

. . . push!" "What's that?"

"My asshole," she said. "It will be real tight and get you all excited again."

"You mean it, Aunt Mollie?"

"Yes . . . fuck my ass!"

Robby groaned with lust and joy. He'd never dreamed his aunt could be so wonderful.

He ground his dick into her asshole with a groan of delight.

Her asshole was tight, but not too tight to fuck, and it was the tightness he wanted. It was pure heaven for him. He shoved his dick in as hard as he could.

"Okay?" he gasped.

"Wonderful," Mollie purred as she started rubbing her clit with one hand and he continued to pound her asshole. She came just before he shot into her shitter. The warm flood into her rear channel set her off again.

Robby was loving the tight warmth of her asshole as she exercised every muscle in it. When she was sure that she had drained every drop he had, she rolled him over and began to bring his prick back to life with as fine a job of tongue-work as he could want. Her mouth was as good as her pussy.

He could feel the blood coursing into his prick, making a greater mouthful for her. He pulled her hips up and lowered her pussy over his face..

They were bucking across the bed, oblivious to everything around them, aware only of the intense sensual gratification they were drawing from each other.

Robby pulled his raging prick from her mouth and nudged her cuntlips with it. His cock slid in easily. He loved this whole new world of fucking that his aunt had introduced him to, and he was going to enjoy it to the fullest.

He fucked into her pussy as far as his cock would go, her body writhing and twisting in slow, controlled movements over the impaling pole.

He teasingly circled the plunging hardness of his prick as it thrust deep into her cunt. With his other hand he found the hard bud of her desire-swollen clit. Pinching it softly, he teased it back and forth. He fucked into her deeper and harder as he felt her cunt opening up to smother and drown his cock in the wetness of her womb.

Rooting and grunting, they humped and hunched in all directions as they sought an ultimate climax of mind-shattering bliss.

And then they came together. It seemed for an instant as if they were both in the same body. Mollie couldn't, for a moment, distinguish exactly where his cock ended and her cunt began.

A deep, searing sensation built up in her belly and raced to her crazily jiggling tits as she felt his balls explode and begin to jerk in the widesplit crack of her pussy. His pent-up cum flooded hotly into her cunt, touching and filling her in places up her thirstily accepting cunt that she never dreamed could be reached.

A low groan escaped Robby's lips as she screamed out her fulfillment, and the two of them ground their bodies nakedly against each other.

The spasm lasted a long time as he finally emptied the last of his cum into her. Neither moved as her juice-filled cunt slowly relaxed and throbbed to a squeezing tightness around his deflating prick.

"Oh, darling Robby," she said huskily, "I knew it could be like this. We fit so well. No one fucks me better."

"We'll fuck a lot . . . won't we, Aunt Mollie?"

"Yes, baby . . . every fucking chance we get."

t t t

Mollie wasn't surprised when Brad picked her up after work that day. Her first thought was to tell him to go to hell. But she decided to talk to him sensibly instead, and just tell him it was all over between them.

But, as usual, Brad wanted a lot more than talk, and he wanted it fast.

Mollie decided to go ahead and fuck him one last time and get it over with.

They drove out to one of the country lanes, but it was cold and the wind whistled through the cracks of the convertible top. Even Brad admitted it was too cold to fuck.

"I got to find a place . . . borrow an apartment or something."

Mollie felt the old uneasy feeling creeping into her belly. "We don't have to make love all the time," she said carefully. "We could just go out ... go to the movies or to a restaurant, and talk."

He laughed. "That sure won't satisfy me for long. No, I'll have to figure out something."

The something was the apartment of an older woman he knew.

"I got it. She's going out for the evening."

"Brad . . . how could you?"

"How could I what?"

"You mean you asked her . . . you told her about us?"

"Aw, I've known her a long time. She's okay. She won't talk. What are you so bothered about?"

"I just don't like it. I feel funny." She couldn't express in words the revulsion she felt. Having a stranger know what she and Brad were doing was like seeing page one headlines: MOLLIE AND BRAD FUCK! She shuddered.

"Hey, what's with you, anyway? First you bitch it's too cold in the car. Now you say you don't want to go to an apartment. What's the matter . . . don't you like me any more? Fed up?"

She had a notion to tell him yes, to tell him that she had a young lover who did more for her pussy than he did.

But she didn't. She had to test him one more time to be sure.

"Will . . . will she be there?" Mollie whispered as they walked toward the front door.

"Hell, no! I got a key. And she said she won't be back till after one o'clock. The place is all ours." He jingled the key and chain importantly.

Mollie felt a little reassured. No one was around when they went inside. The place was small but neat, and she liked the paintings on the living room walls.

She took off her coat and laid it slowly on the sofa. She looked around. How differently she would feel if this were her place, her home. But now she felt sneaky and furtive. All this scheming in order to be together seemed so cheap and sordid.

"C'mon . . . let's not waste time." Brad was standing in the bedroom doorway, his coat off, unfastening his trousers.

Mollie walked past him into the bedroom. There was no reason to feel so panicky, she told herself. They had fucked before.

She saw that the bed had been freshly made up, the sheets turned back. Had the woman left it like that? She must have. What had she thought? What had been in her mind? But she mustn't think about that. Mollie unfastened her dress with trembling hands and took it off. She laid it across a chair. As she turned around, she felt Brad touch her, hold her.

"Honey, you're so slow. He helped her take off her slip. She sat down on the side of the bed to take off her shoes and stockings. He was watching her, his clothes already off.

"God, Mollie, you're gorgeous!"

She drew a sighing breath and lay down on the bed. She saw him lean over her before she closed her eyes--his thin tanned body seemed so strange and terrible to her.

His hands drew her legs apart eagerly, and he lay down between her thighs. She felt the heat of his body on hers and the weight of it. But she was trembling and afraid and he hurt her.

"Brad, not so fast. Please, not so much, Brad!"

He paid no attention.

Suddenly she was angry. He said he loved her, yet he could hurt her without a qualm. She used her strength and pulled herself away from him. She pushed him off as he came at her again.

He grabbed her pussy and ground his fingers into her slit.

"I said no! I said not so fast! I'm not ready!" She was half-crying with anger. "Why don't you listen to me? Are you an animal?"

He stared at her. "What's the matter with you, Mollie? Don't you love me?"

"You don't seem to understand that a woman isn't always ready so fast! You hurt me when you come at me like that. And there's no need. If you'd just wait . . ."

"I don't know what you mean." He looked confused and uncertain. "You mean you want to go home?"

"No! I don't mean that." Jesus, didn't he know anything about women? "I mean, it takes a little while for me to feel ready. If you'd kiss me for a while ..."

Suddenly she saw anger flaring in his eyes. "Shit on that!" he hissed. "I don't wanna fuck around ... I wanna fuck!"

He vaulted to her side of the bed and stood over her. His nostrils were flared. He reached out and she felt his fingertips graze the side of her arm as he reached roughly for her damp tit.

"You want it, cunt . . . you know you do! You've never turned down a good fuck yet!"

Mollie folded her arms across her tits and lay still.

"Come on . . . you're always hot. Let's fuck!"

He threw his body down beside hers, forcing her to make room for him. His knee started to rub along her thigh.

"Open up!" he hissed thickly.

Reluctantly Mollie opened her arms wide. Her heavy tits spilled toward her armpits. She watched her reflection in the smoky mirror that hung the length of the wall across from the bed.

"Go on," he commanded hoarsely, "spread

'em!" One leg kicked impatiently against her.

"You're a bastard . . . you know that, Brad?"

"Yeah, I'm a bastard. But I'm a horny one. Now let's fuck!"

He rolled on top of her. He stretched his tongue out as far as it would go and let it slide down the side of her long neck. He swirled his tongue around one of her taut nipples and felt her groan with pleasure. Her tit was delectable-looking--suckable, chewable. But he left it to swirl his tongue around the other swollen, throbbing bud. He let his tongue stray briefly across that second tit, then he chuckled teasingly and roved down to her belly button.

"You want me to turn you on all the way, baby? Okay, I'll do it, then," he mumbled.

His tongue laved the hairs of her soft pussy-mound. Yes, she was wet and hot already. And his saliva made her wetter, the contact of his tongue made her hotter. His nostrils flared at the rich, spicy odor of cunt.

With the tip of his tongue he pried at her luscious pussy-slit, and Mollie opened wide for him until her blood-swollen cuntlips were turned back. He licked hungrily at her pink pussy. Her clit was huge, swollen stiff, twitching. His tongue fenced with it. Mollie squealed, her body writhing. He reached up to squeeze her big heaving tits and stretched his tongue deep into the gushy hole that flowed freely with her warm juices. "Ohhhhh!"

He massaged the insides of her silken thighs as he slowly pulled his tongue free of her clinging cuntflesh. Mollie squealed again, this time from frustration, almost in pain at losing that tongue in her pussy.

Brad lay atop her, clamping his mouth to hers, letting her taste the juice of her own cunt as he dug his tongue down her throat. At the same time, he was letting her feel his hot, hard prick lying across her burning damp pussy.

"Ohhh . . . mmmm!" Her moan was stifled around his probing tongue. Her body squirmed. She wanted that cock inside her.

He teased her a few long moments more, moving his hips up and down, dragging his cock up and down her pussy slit.

Then he raised himself above her and waved his dick in her face.

"Like it, baby?" He grinned down at her. He took his thick blue-veined prick in one hand, stroking the shaft a few times. A drop of gooey white fluid appeared at the tip, and then was shaken off.

Mollie tried to resist, but she knew that her resistance would only excite him more. A low wail of fear escaped her lips as she felt the hardness of his huge, thick, bull-like prick make warm contact with the smooth wet flesh of her inner thighs.

Brad snaked forward, sliding the full length of his cock along the narow, wide-stretched crevice of her cunt. He pinned her shoulders to the bed and her soft white ass squirmed and twisted beneath him--which only succeeded in inciting his lust further.

"Wait!" he growled suddenly. "I've changed my mind. I want you in the ass, baby! Yeah, that's what I want ... I wanna shove my big dick up your sweet, tight little shithole!"

Mollie stiffened and a faint wave of dizziness overtook her, making her gulp for air. "Turn over!"

No, no! she thought. Little Robby's dick up her ass was one thing, but Brad's big telephone pole of a cock in her asshole would kill her.

When she didn't move fast enough, Brad flipped her over and ground the head of his prick into her asscrease.

"No! Brad, please! I'll blow you ... or fuck my pussy . . . but not my ass. You'll tear me up in there!"

"You're damn right I will! I'm tired of you bitching all the time!"

Mollie winced, feeling the tight fleshy ring around' her cringing asshole forced wider apart. The pressure increased, its elastic rimmed tightness resisting, then abruptly giving way before the harsh and cruel invasion.

The horrendous pain shattered her body for a long moment as she squealed a throaty scream.

Brad wallowed in her agony. He thrust his cock again, excitedly listening for deeper cries of pain. Shit, the gorgeous fucking cunt! He wanted to hear her scream and beg for mercy. No use trying to hold back--he couldn't. He rammed forward with everything he had, sinking his lust-inflated prick all the way to his hairy balls.

He felt his huge balls wedge solidly into the damp cleft separating her soft cuntlips, slapping against her twitching pussy as she desperately ground her asscheeks down and away.

Mollie tried to escape the sudden brutal impalement. She screamed, her leg jerking out wide and kicking futilely.

"Oh shit! Oh my God, no! No! No, please!" she screamed, her naked white body pinioned helplessly to the bed, speared there by the massive girth of Brad's monstrous prick.

But with her every move, his dick seemed to plunge deeper into her. It would rip her--no question about it--if it hadn't already!

Her lovely face was horribly contorted from the pain of his vicious attack. Brad grinned in obscene delight as he saw her lips curled back from her pretty white teeth, pleading whimpers gurgling from her throat.

"Ohhh . . . ohhh . . . God, Brad . . . Brad, you're killing me."

"Good, cunt! Fuck back! Fuck me back!"

His prick was untold horror to Mollie. She could feel the searing hot pain of his sudden blunt entry still tearing cruelly at her inner assflesh, deep within the now gaping hole between her asscheeks.

She flexed her ass-muscles in a subconscious tightening, attempting to halt his pounding cock, but the throb of her internal flesh only excited him and he plowed his cock deeper and deeper into her. She felt the walls of her stretched asshole clasp his driving, plunging prick like a snug rubber glove, its every ridge being telegraphed to her brain.

Then his meat was sliding easily in and out of her. She was taking it all on every pounding thrust.

Her ass was moving. She was fucking him back.

"Oh, shit! Oh, yeah, Mollie, baby . . . that's it! That's it, baby, that's how to fuck me back!"

His hard spongy cockhead continued to press unceasingly, the tickling hairs of his balls wedged tightly into the smooth valley of her ass. She'd become one with it, never realizing how or when, and in spite of the pain, her tongue snaked out and began an erotic licking of her lips.

The musky smells of their fucking stung her flaring nostrils. She whimpered and felt his prick rampaging deeper into her soft, white belly. God in heaven, what a wild and brutal fucking he was giving her! She couldn't remember anything like it ever before.

She moaned with unleashed desire.

"Now it's good . . . isn't it, you bitch!"

"Yes, dammit . . . yesss . . . it's good!"

Mollie continued to moan, and Brad sensed the urgent answering throbs of her asshole around the head and shaft of his cock. Her moist clasping shitter had begun a soft opening and closing as it sucked with feverish urgency around his throbbing pole.

The agony had ceased. And in its place, a maddening, electric-like tingle was racing relentlessly over the raw nerve-endings of her flesh. It rippled through her pussy. Lust coursed across her thighs to the full length of her legs and into her toes as she curled them tightly. It shot from her contracting belly insanely up through her ribcage and out to the erect tips of her throbbing nipples.

"Oh God! Ohhh, God! Fuck me . . . fuck me! Doit!"

Then she went crazy on his cock. She became a whore beneath him, taking his cock to the fullest. She thrust her asshole up for more and more hot prick.

The way her luscious rounded asscheeks were bucking and churning as she spiraled her hole onto his throbbing dick made him shove even more of his cock into her. Sonofabitch, the bitch would suck his nuts right out of him!

Mollie flailed her head in passionate bliss, the last bit of pain completely gone from her passion-filled body. Her gaping thighs quivered and twitched and jerked. Velvety sounds of passion gurgled up from deep in her chest.

And then she exploded. It was the come of her life, and it threatened to send her into an inky blackness before it passed. Then it started all over again.

"Coming! Oh shit, I'm commminnng!" Brad shouted as thick hot wads of jism spewed from the head of his plunging cock.

"Me, too!" Mollie cried. "Ohhhh, God, give it to meeeee!"

But he didn't wait for her. He emptied his load up her asshole and pulled out. By the time Mollie rolled over, he was already in the shower.

"Bastard!" she hissed. "Dirty, rotten, self-centered prick bastard!"