Chapter 6
The following day, Paul made the arrangements and picked up Rhonda at noon. They went to the city hall and were married by a judge. On the drive back to her apartment, which would now be theirs, she snuggled close to him and stroked his thigh.
"Hey, cut it out. You're making it hard to drive," he said with mock severity.
"Good. I want to shake you up every time I get near you," Rhonda crooned.
He parked the car in the lot behind the building and she scampered out to unlock the door. Paul followed her through it and they met a surprise.
Lindy and Tommy stood in the center of the living room, grinning at them. Paul and Rhonda stopped in their tracks and gaped at the two teenagers.
"You didn't really think that you could get away with it, did you?" Lindy asked.
"How did you know?" Rhonda asked.
"I overheard your plans last night as I was coming out of the bathroom," the girl replied.
"I hope that's all that you heard." Paul was grinning at the girl.
"No, but we won't go into what else I heard." Her green eyes were holding the man's without a waver.
"It was a little sneaky but congratulations, Dad," Tommy spoke for the first time.
"Thanks, Son." Paul took the boy's proffered hand.
"You, too, Mother." The boy said the word with a little hesitation as he turned to Rhonda and hugged her.
"Welcome to the family, Daddy," Lindy said in a sultry voice, her arms circling Paul's waist. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him full on the mouth. Her pointed tongue stabbed quickly at his lips.
Paul felt the heat of lust ignite deep in his body and stirring in his cock. Before he could even close his eyes, the girl had stepped back and was looking up at him knowingly.
"Well," Rhonda said breathlessly, "I think this celebration calls for a drink." Her face was flushed and the contact of the boy's body had warmed her pussy as well as her face.
"I second that motion," Paul added.
"We've taken care of that, too." Tommy turned and went to the kitchen, returning with a tray. A bottle of champagne and four glasses sat on it. He set the tray down and popped the cork.
"To the bride and groom," Tommy said after handing each person a filled glass.
"To the family," Paul added.
"Yeah," Lindy said softly. Her eyes flicked from Paul's face to his crotch and then back to his face. Her pink pointed tongue flicked across her lips suggestively. Paul forced a smile in reply.
"Let's sit down, for God's sakes," Rhonda said.
"Here, here!" Paul agreed.
Paul dropped into the large chair opposite the sofa with Rhonda settling onto the arm of it. The two adolescents sat on the sofa.
"I guess we can start moving in, Tommy," Paul said.
"Most of our clothes are already here," the boy revealed.
"When did this come about?" Paul's face showed his surprise.
"This morning," Lindy interrupted. "Tommy and I spent the morning at your apartment packing and moving yours and his clothes."
"How?" Rhonda asked.
"A friend of ours drove us in his van," the boy replied.
"You two are pretty smart, aren't you?" Rhonda smiled at the two teenagers as she spoke.
Lindy nodded and grinned. She noticed that her mother's skirt had pulled above her knees and her legs were slightly open. She was sure that Tommy was getting an eyeful of the woman's crotch. She glanced at the boy and confirmed her supposition. His eyes were flicking quickly back and forth from the woman's face to her knees.
Lindy watched her mother secretively and saw her face flush again as the woman realized that the boy was looking up her skirt. She made no move to conceal her exposed panties. Lindy smiled and turned her attention to Paul.
"Did you change Mom's mind about going away on a honeymoon?"
"No," he replied. "I think we came to a sort of compromise. We're going to wait until this summer and take a trip out west instead."
"Sounds great!" Lindy bubbled. She was more excited that they were staying there for the weekend than she was about the trip during the summer.
"I think I'll change and see what we have that I can start for dinner," Rhonda said. Her voice had a slight strain to it.
Lindy looked at her mother and saw the tell-tale signs of passion in her face.
"Hey, just forget about dinner. I'm taking us all out, tonight," Paul commanded.
"All right with me," the woman answered. "I'm still going to change. How about you?" She looked at her husband and smiled suggestively.
"Sounds like a good idea." He rose and followed her down the hall.
Tommy turned to Lindy and the girl smiled knowingly at him. "Are you just going to sit there or are you coming with me?" she asked.
"Let's go."
The two rose and entered the hall. The faint sound of music came from the closed door to their parents' bedroom. Lindy grinned. They had turned on the radio to cover any sounds that they made. She let the boy into the room that had become his. It had been the guest room until that morning.
Creeping across the room to the closet, she opened the door and stepped inside. The music was slightly louder inside the darkened closet. The back wall of it was also the wall of her mother's and now Paul's bedroom.
She stepped to the wall and squinted. A louvered metal frame was set in the wall. The duct that had led to it was unfastened and pushed aside. Lindy squatted and peered through the louvers. She sucked her breath in sharply.
She felt Tommy kneel beside her and peer through the narrow openings to see what had caused her reaction. As his eyes focused, his throat made a noise.
Rhonda sat on the bed, clad in matching black-lace bra and bikini panties and stockings and a garter belt. She was smiling up at Paul as she unfastened his pants. Her fingers worked quickly and nimbly and his slacks were a circled heap around his ankles. His shorts showed a large bulge in front of them.
Lindy watched the bulge and felt her young pussy suddenly become damp and begin to itch. She shifted to her knees and watched, her breath quickening as she saw her mother strip Paul's shorts down. The man's cock sprang out into view, only inches from the woman's face. Lindy licked her lips and gasped softly.
Tommy was hypnotized by the woman's scanty-clad body. He watched intently as her long fingers closed around the large shaft of his father's cock. He jerked as something touched the bulge in his jeans.
Lindy smiled in the dim light as he turned to her. Her hand was stroking his cock through his jeans. Her other hand was opening her own jeans and pushing them down over her slim hips. It then disappeared into her filmy panties and he could see her fingers working at her pussy.
Lindy looked back at her mother and saw Paul's cock sink halfway into the woman's mouth. Rhonda's fingers circled the base of the swollen shaft, her other hand cupping his hairy balls. Lindy plunged her finger into her juicy little pussy and shivered.
Tommy followed her gaze and felt intense lust surge through his body. Lindy felt his cock jerk inside his jeans as he saw Rhonda's mouth sucking hungrily at Paul's cock. The girl watched Tommy's expression. The boy was so carried away with passion that at first he didn't notice that Lindy had unzipped his fly and was tugging his cock through the opening.
He glanced at her and then down at her small hand clutching his swollen cock and then back to the scene on the other side of the wall. Lindy stroked his cock slowly, her fingers pacing her movements to the rhythm of her fingers on her drooling pussy.
Tommy was transfixed with the sight of Rhonda's mouth on his father's cock and the jiggle of her lace-covered breasts as she bobbed her head back and forth.
Lindy slid down onto her side, her head between Tommy's hips and the wall, his cock-head touching her lips. Her tongue flicked across the hot satiny skin. The boy jerked. She opened her mouth and breathed on his cock. The faint tart odor of his cock enticed her. Moving her head forward an inch or two, she closed her lips around the head of his tool. His soft sigh reached her lips.
The girl's pussy felt as if it would burst into flames. She couldn't release Tommy's cock and jack off without difficulty. She took his hand and pushed it to her damp, burning crotch. His fingers fumbled for a second with the soft nylon panties and then slipped under them. Her legs opened and her hips scooted forward as his fingers found the soggy slit and plunged into it.
Lindy engulfed the length of his cock, almost gagging, but hungry to feel the bulbous head against the back of her throat. It throbbed and jerked in her mouth, sending fresh heat through her body and renewed hunger for the flood of his hot thick come. Her head bobbed back and forth, her mouth suctioning at the straining, swollen shaft, her tongue squeezing and caressing the sides of it.
Tommy's hips thrust and jerked to the rhythm of the girl's hot wet mouth. His eyes widened momentarily as he saw Rhonda unfastening her bra without losing his father's cock. Her large breasts bounced free, the large dark nipples erect. The boy's hips jerked and he felt the pressure building higher in his loins.
Crazed with lust for his come and her own climax, Lindy suckled the pulsing cock in a frenzy. His fingers had found the tiny button of her clit and were stroking her to a shattering climax. Her head plunged and bobbed at his tool. Tommy lost all contact with anything else except the wet, sucking mouth on his cock and his stepmother's nearly naked body and her mouth on his father's cock.
Lindy felt a throb run through the boy's cock. His hips rammed forward, pinning Her head between him and the wall. His body shook and his fingers tore at her tender pussy. A scalding spurt of come poured into her throat and she swallowed quickly. Her pussy convulsed and she shuddered into a climax of her own.
Another and another gusher of come filled her throat to be gulped down. She jerked and trembled as she came again and again with each spurt. The final flood of thick fluid surged into her throat and the boy jerked a final time and went limp. She mouthed his softening cock, cleaning the final traces of come from it.
His hand slid slowly from her panties and dropped to his side. Lindy let his cock slide from her mouth and she got up. She peered at the adult couple. Rhonda, naked except for the garter belt and stockings, was on her hands and knees on the bed. Paul stood behind her, pumping his long cock into her hairy-lipped cunt. Lindy moaned softly as her cunt spasmed hungrily to be filled.
The girl could hear her mother's hoarse voice over the sounds of the radio. "Fuck harder! Harder!" The words sent a shiver through Lindy. She groped for Tommy's cock and found it still firm, but not hard. Her hand stroked it as she watched Paul's cock slide in and out of her mother's cunt, the shaft glistening.
Tommy was becoming aroused again. He watched the adults as they fucked and felt Lindy's fingers working on his slippery cock and he felt the fires of lust rise again. His cock grew in the girl's hand.
Lindy bent forward and tugged at his cock. Tommy got the idea immediately. He moved behind her and tugged her panties down to her knees with her jeans. Her round ass invited his cock and he accepted. Her fingers slipped between her thighs and guided the bullet-shaped head of his cock to the opening of her snug, wet cunt.
Lindy sighed softly when she felt the press of his cock-head and wiggled her ass, pushing back against it. It opened the firm lips apart and slipped into her throbbing hole. Slowly, inch by inch, his cock pushed into the tight cunt. The soft walls pressed all around his cock in hot wet folds. Lindy was biting her lip to keep from crying out in pleasure.
The boy stroked in and out of her, slowly at first, then as passion took control, his speed increased. Lindy was pushing back against each thrust. His cock was filling the emptiness that she had felt and her own fingers were stroking her love button, bringing her closer and closer to her climax.
The girl peered through the narrow slit of the opening and saw the couple shaking and thrashing in the throes of coming. Her mother fell slowly forward, Paul's cock sliding out of her pussy. Lindy gritted her teeth. A white river of come was oozing from the woman's cunt and Paul's cock was shiny with it. Lindy felt a craving thirst for the man's come. In the back of her mind she wish she could lap up the oozing globs that she saw wasted as they puddled on the bed. The thought of lapping the thick fluid from her mother's gaping cunt drove her over the edge of final passion and her pussy convulsed as she came.
Tommy shuddered as the girl's cunt clutched around his pistoning cock. His balls trembled and he rammed it to the hilt in the tight wet pussy.
Lindy felt the scalding geyser of his come as it filled her cunt. Her pussy spasmed and squeezed. She shuddered from one climax to another. Hot come oozed down the inside of her thighs as her cunt overflowed. Her fingers scooped it up and brought it to her mouth. She licked at the slippery, warm juice, lost in her lust.
Tommy rode out the throes of his climax and finally pulled his pulsing cock from Lindy's still convulsing cunt. As he sat back on his heels, the girl turned and dove at his slippery cock. She lapped every trace of his juices from it, mouthing it and his balls.
Still out of breath, the two adolescents rearranged their clothes and crept out of the closet and into the bedroom. Tommy dropped to the side of the bed. Lindy sat next to him, her hand cupped to the crotch of her jeans.
"You've got the hots, bad, for my mother, don't you?" the girl teased.
"Almost as bad as yours for Dad," he retorted.
Lindy grinned at him and nodded. Muffled noises from the adjoining room attracted her attention. Motioning with her head, she rose and Tommy followed her from the room. They crept quickly through the house to the kitchen and opening a couple of Cokes, sat at the table.
"You two entertaining yourselves?" Rhonda asked as she entered the kitchen. Lindy heard Tommy gasp softly.
The woman wore a robe, the buttons open at the neck, exposing a great deal of cleavage. Her white skin glowed from the deep V of the garment.
"Um-hm," Lindy replied, sipping the cold liquid from the bottle.
"If you two will change while I shower, we'll be ready to go to dinner," the woman said over her shoulder as she mixed two drinks at the sink.
"I'll be ready," Lindy said, rising and leaving the boy and the woman alone.
Tommy sat spellbound. Rhonda turned and saw the look of animal hunger in his eyes and paused. A thrill ran through her naked body under the robe. She looked at Tommy and read his thoughts from the expression on his face. Her pussy pulsed and she felt the dampness seeping out and wetting the fleshy lips and the insides of her thighs.
"Do you feel all right?" she asked softly.
"Uh, fine!" His voice was louder than normal and there was a strained quality to it.
Rhonda set the two glasses on the table and put her hand to his forehead. He stiffened with her touch. His eyes were large and dark, moving from her face to her body.
"You look a little ill," Rhonda said. Her body was feverish and her love button itched excruciatingly.
"I'm okay." He seemed to be choking on his words.
She looked down into his eyes and smiled. "I'm glad to have you in the family," she told him. Impulsively, she hugged him to her, pressing his cheek against the exposed portion of her breasts. A tingle ran through her with the touch of his skin to hers. Her nipples ached and hardened under her robe. She fought the urge to rip it aside and press his face to her feverish nipples.
Tommy held his breath, his young body stiff and afraid to move. His cock throbbed hard and hot in his jeans. He felt the licking fires of passion fanning through his body. The soft smell of woman flesh teased his nostrils and the touch of moist soft skin against his cheek drove his lust higher.
"Put your arms around me, silly. I'm your mother, now," Rhonda commanded quietly.
She felt his arm slide hesitantly around her hips.
His open hands pressed timidly to her back. One lay cupping slightly the swell at the top of her ass. Through the material of the robe, she could feel the heat of his hand. Her mind danced, pictures flashing through it of her naked skin under his hand and of his naked body. Her pussy was drenched.
"Aren't you glad that we are a family?" Her voice was throaty and low.
"Yeah," he replied in a hoarse whisper.
His hand was moving slowly, flexing on the firm swell of her ass. His jaw was tensing against the swell of her breast. Rhonda felt herself slipping toward the point of no return. She thought about it and found that she didn't care. She relished the idea.
She hugged him tighter and felt his chest press against the mound of her pussy. Her clit ached to feel his touch. Her breathing was becoming uneven and raspy.
"Hey, if you two will break it up and get dressed, we can go eat," Paul's voice was relaxed and teasing.
Rhonda turned her head to the door and smiled at her husband. Her arms slid from around the boy and she stepped back.
"Let's change, Tommy. I'm starved," she suggested.
The boy looked up at her and came suddenly out of the trance. He nodded and rose on shaky legs. He walked past his father without a word. Rhonda knew that at that instant, the boy was angry and jealous. And frustrated.
The restaurant was small and expensive. The four of them were a little subdued as they ate and remained that way until they had finished the food and sipped the second glass of champagne. The head waiter had frowned on the two teenagers drinking, but Paul had taken him aside and slipped him a twenty. His frown had disappeared.
"To the bride," Paul toasted.
Tommy and Lindy lifted their glasses and clinked them together. Rhonda beamed at the two adolescents. Her gaze paused for a few seconds on the boy. The wine had made her warm and loose. Her heavy-lidded eyes fixed on his and she licked her lips slowly.
Tommy felt his body throb and his ears began to ring. His cock felt as if it would shoot off any moment. Anger and lust mingled in his blood and sent it boiling through his veins.
"Hey! What do you say that we go dancing?" Paul's smiling face was flushed with the effects of the wine.
"There isn't a club in town that would let Tommy and Lindy through the door," Rhonda said with a shrug.
"Well, there's no age limit in our living room." Lindy didn't even try to conceal her enthusiasm. The thought of dancing with Paul made her slit wet and slippery.
"Right!" Paul perked up. "Let's adjourn to our own private dance floor."
"I'll vote for that!" Rhonda exclaimed. Her face brightened and she looked at Tommy for a second. "I want to see if Tommy is as good a dancer as his father."
The boy blushed at the challenge and grinned.