Chapter 8
It was a good summer vacation, all right, the best they'd ever had, but by late August Rusty and his friends were getting pretty exhausted. They still had their three lady friends, Rita Davis, Betty Ames and Emily Rogers, but the ladies were getting harder to please. None of them was content any longer with just one partner at a time. They wanted all three boys at once.
Finally there came a day the boys had been dreading. All three ladies demanded to have all three boys. Rusty, Billy and Sam assembled in the alley, wondering how they were going to handle that difficult assignment.
"Man, I don't know," Sam said, shaking his head. "My cock's already sore from all this fucking."
"Mine, too," Billy moaned. "I gotta get some sleep sometime."
"Hey, look, you guys," Rusty said firmly, "what're you bitching about? Three months ago we were dying to get laid, and now we're got all this great pussy. We're lucky, for chrissake. Of course, if you don't want any more tail, we can quit..."
Sam and Billy snapped to attention. Rusty's words had reminded them how incredibly lucky they were compared to most boys their age. They felt revived, reinspired, and ready to go to work.
"Let's go," said Sam.
"Who're we gonna ball first?" said Billy.
"I dunno," said Rusty, "but we better save Betty till last. She takes the most time. I guess we could go to Rita's first. It's on the way."
Rusty's heart wasn't really in this job, though he'd tried to encourage his friends. He was thinking that soon school would start, they wouldn't have time for the ladies any more, and it was time he and his buddies starting making it with girls their own age. It was also time for the ladies to find partners their own age. Rusty was trying to work this all out somehow, when they reached Rita's place.
She was ready for them, all right. She wasn't wearing a stitch of clothes. The door opened, and the boys were stunned by the sight of her lush naked body, her huge melon-shaped knockers, and her wide bush of brown cunt fur. She gave them a wicked grin.
"Surprise!" she said. "Come on in, boys. And just follow me to the bedroom!"
They followed her undulating ass down the hall. Rita no longer bothered with formalities. When she'd invite the boys over, she just took them right to her room and fucked them. Rusty felt more like a dildo than a human being.
"Boy, am I glad you're here," Rita sighed as she flopped on the bed, her huge heavy tits bouncing. "I'm so horny I could scream. Come on, kids, get your clothes off. You're wasting time."
That was true--and they needed all the time they could get. Rusty, Sam and Billy quickly doffed their clothes. Rita waited impatiently, tapping her fingers, her strong legs spread wide to show her scarlet wet gash. She studied their stiff young cocks appreciatively, licking her lips.
Usually Rita like to take them one at a time, having in effect one long marathon fuck, but today Rusty decided to try a time-saving variation. He hoped Rita would like it, because if she didn't it was just too bad. They had two other ladies to service before midnight.
The stiff-cocked boys bounded naked over to the bed and jumped up beside Rita, hungrily pawing her enormous swollen jugs. They could never resist those huge tits, no matter how familiar they were with them. Rusty gave Billy a certain signal, and the blond kid grinned and climbed up to sit on her heaving boobs. He brought his stiff stubby peter down to graze her lips.
Rita chuckled. "Want your dick sucked, do you, kid?" she said. "Well, it just happens I'm in the mood."
Not surprising--Rita was always in the mood to suck cock. She fastened her pouting red lips around Billy's fat cock and sucked it in hungrily. Billy gave a horny yelp and grinned blissfully as the lusty blonde waitress greedily sucked his meat.
Meanwhile Rusty was whispering something to Sam, who grinned and nodded. As soon as Rita was happily occupied with eating Billy's cock, the other two boys drew her legs wide apart and began caressing her red ripe pussy. Rita always enjoyed that. She gurgled lustily as San wriggled a finger up her wet cunt and Rusty tweaked and kneaded her fat red clit.
"Ummm," she moaned blissfully. "UMMMMM!"
Obviously Rita didn't need much warming up. She'd been hotly horny before they even got there. Her pussy was vivid red, soaked and swollen. Her cunt blazed around Sam's finger. As they probed her hot pussy, she grew very excited and sucked even harder and faster on Billy's fat stiff cock. Rusty saw that they could get right down to business. Rita was ready.
He and Sam bent her knees and pushed her legs back, exposing her pussy as flagrantly as they could. Her big mature cunt mouth gaped and drooled. The two boys looked at each other, grinned, and both dived between her legs.
"UMPF?" Rita grunted questioningly. Her mouth was still stuffed with Billy's fat cock.
Rusty had never tried this trick before, and he didn't even know if it would work. He and Sam lay hip to hip between Rita's widely parted thighs, and they both began wedging their stiff slim cocks into her wet hair-fringed cunt mouth. To his relief. Rusty saw that there was plenty of room.
He and Sam managed to slide their rigid boy-pricks into her cunt simultaneously. It felt weird but good to have their cocks side by side in her slick hot sheath. They began to fuck her in unison, hard and fast, and Rita gave a loud gasp and let Billy's fat hard cock pop from her mouth.
"Hey, what're you guys doing?" she yelped.
"Balling you," Rusty panted.
"Both of you at once?" Rita cried.
"Yeah!" Sam gasped.
"Oh, Jesus!" Rita exclaimed, her head flopping back, her eyes rolling. "Oh, my God ... Hey, it's good ... Damn good ... Feels like the biggest cock in the world . .. Ohhhh, OHHHH!"
She held her legs wide open for them as they rammed away, and she wailed and moaned her intense pleasure. Not to be left out, Billy leaned forward and stuck his spit-soaked prick into her mouth again. Her natural reflex was to suck it like crazy. In very little time, the whole crew was howling and coming.
"That was fantastic, kids," Rita sighed as they got dressed. "Two cocks at once--out of sight."
"Aw, that was nothing," said Rusty. "Well have a REAL surprise for you next time, Rita."
As they hurried toward Emily Rogers' house, Sam said, "Hey, what was that surprise you promised Rita?"
"You'll see," Rusty said with a mysterious grin. "I'll tell you when I get it all worked out."
Emily greeted them much differently from Rita. She was dressed in a long robe with a high collar, trying to hide her figure as usual. At least they'd gotten her to wear her hair down. She blushed as the boys entered her living room. It was always like that. They had to warm her up, get her past her inhibitions.
"Emily," said Rusty, "I told you before, there's a lot of stuff you need to learn if you're gonna make Mr. Rumbaugh happy in bed. Well, today is your last lesson."
Emily blushed and said shyly, "Well, Rusty, I haven't even got him to ask me for a date yet. Maybe these lessons are a little premature."
"Oh, no, ma'am," said Sam. "We guarantee you won't forget what we teach you. Anyhow, school starts in two weeks, and if you dress like we showed you, he'll ask you out for sure."
"Anyhow," said Rusty, "there's just one more trick we can teach you, and we'll do it today. You might not wanta use it on him right away. You'll probably wanta save it for his birthday or something. But like Sam says, you won't forget it."
Emily smiled bashfully but gratefully. In order to overcome her guilty conscience, Rusty had convinced her to regard their lovemaking sessions as "lessons", things she'd have to learn in order to please Rumbaugh. They'd taught her all the positions to ball in, taught her to lick and suck and touch, to give a blow job. As Rusty said, there was only one more thing to be learned ...
"Well, let's get to it," he said eagerly, standing up and starting to undress.
Billy and Sam followed suit, taking their clothes off quickly, but as usual Miss Rogers hung back, blushing and nervous, too inhibited to strip in front of them. That was no problem for Rusty and his friends. When they were naked, they just walked over to the slim spinster and gently removed her robe and bra and panties.
"What is it you're going to teach me tonight?" she said, beet red and feebly attempting to cover her pretty round tits.
"You'll see," said Rusty. "First, though, your cocksucking needs a little more practice. You can work on Billy and Sam. You're not getting your mouth open wide enough, Emily."
She looked embarrassed, but she was eager to learn all the things that might please her beloved Albert. Rusty signaled to his friends, and they did what they'd agreed on previously. There was a very large overstuffed chair, and Billy and Sam both sat in it, wedged close together, grinning wickedly.
"Go ahead, Emily," said Rusty, "suck their cocks."
"But which one first?" said Emily.
"Both at once," said Sam, snickering.
"Yeah," said Billy. "You gotta learn to open your mouth wider."
Emily gawked at the two limp white pricks. "Oh, my goodness," she said.
"Come on, Emily, you can do it," said Rusty, steering her over to his leering friends.
The naked blushing teacher sank to her knees before the chair, moved her hot flushed face forward, and clumsily stuffed both soft white cocks into her mouth. It was quite a load, stretching her lips grotesquely, but she made it. She began to suck.
"Hey, weird," Billy giggled. "I can feel your cock, Sam."
"Yeah, I can feel yours, too," Sam laughed. "Hey, this is pretty good... Yeah, suck us off, Emily... Faster..."
While Sam directed the blushing spinster, Rusty crept up behind her. Unlike his friends, he had a stiff straining hard-on, and he'd gotten it from thinking about Miss Rogers' final lesson in sex. He could hardly wait for what he was going to do to her. He stroked some of the thick drooling cream from the head of his cock and rubbed it all over his rigid meat, making it slick and slippery.
"Ummmmm," Emily moaned.
She was getting into the spirit of things, enjoying her greedy hot sucking of two floppy boy-pricks, and her pussy was starting to swell up and grow wet with bright cunt-juice. In spite of her shyness and her inhibitions, Miss Rogers was as lusty as the next woman--and maybe more.
Rusty dropped silently to his knees behind her and eyed her pretty pink pussy. She had her small round ass stuck up in the air, and he could see everything plainly-the delicate light-brown hair fringe, the plump pulsing pussylips, the small leaking mouth of her cunt. It wasn't her cunt that interested him this time, though.
He eyed the small brown wrinkle of her asshole. It looked very tiny and tight. He trailed his hand over her steamy wet slit and got some cream, rubbed it on her puckered asshole. He wiggled a fingertip inside the clenched mouth, lubricating her there.
"UMMMM," Emily murmured.
He liked having her asshole rimmed and fingered. He hoped she'd like the next step, too. He looked up at Sam and Billy, and they gave him a go-ahead sign. Emily was fully occupied with the fun of sucking two cocks at once, gurgling and moaning, her sucking getting faster and louder and wetter all the time.
Rusty's impatient cock gave a lurch and drooled more hot cream. Whether Emily was ready or not, he couldn't wait for this delicious new experience. He pressed, the hot hard red tip of his cock against her tiny wrinkled asshole and pushed.
"UHHHH!" Emily gasped.
She felt his hard fat cock-head pushing against her ass, probably figured he had the wrong hole, but her mouth was too full of stiff swollen cocks for her to protest. She started to draw back, but Billy and Sam, as planned, seized her glossy brown head and forced it down into their laps. She had to go on sucking them, even as she muttered her protests.
Rusty sweated and pushed. Her little asshole was fantastically tight, clenched hard against his entry. He couldn't even get the head of his dick into that tiny resisting hole.
"Relax, Emily," he panted, "let me in. This is what I was telling you about, the final lesson. You gotta learn to take it in the ass. It's fun, believe me-if you just relax. Albert will really dig it-."
It was the last remark that did it. With the mention of Albert Rumbaugh, Emily moaned and relaxed her anal muscles, and Rusty's fat red cock-head went popping into her tiny tight asshole. She whimpered with fright as he pushed steadily deeper into her seething bowels, but she kept her bumhole loose, apparently willing to do anything to please her secret love, Albert.
"Awww," Rusty bawled, "aww, Jesus, TIGHT!"
It was better than he'd dreamed. Miss Rogers' fantastically tiny hot asshole felt delicious around his adolescent prick. He pushed all the way in, clear to his balls, and felt fierce heat and velvety flesh. He began to ass-fuck her slowly and deeply, savoring the tight hot fit.
"Uhhh," she whimpered, "uhhhh . .."
She was scared and shocked, no doubt, but Rusty didn't quit, and after a while she began to dig it. Her cries got huskier and more excited, and her pussy started leaking juice again. He cornholed her faster, and she responded with a yelp of pleasure. She started sucking like crazy on the twin cocks in her mouth, and it was the boys' turn to yelp.
"Oh, yeah, GO!" Sam cried, "Suck us off, Miss Rogers..."
"Oh, shit, yeah," Billy moaned, "suck our cocks, Teacher . .."
Her cocksucking was juicy, wet and loud. Her fiery little asshole gripped and squeezed Rusty's horny jerking dick. Now she was really enjoying it. Her butt slammed back and forth with his thrusts, and she moaned blissfully each time he jammed the full hard length of his dick into her bowels.
"UHHHHH!" she wailed.
Her fiery asshole seemed to squeeze his cock flat, and Rusty started to come. Fortunately she was coming, too, her tight little asshole convulsing around his squirting meat. In her frenzy of pleasure she sucked furiously, and Sam and Billy began to yelp and squirt their tasty hot jism down her throat. Emily moaned and swallowed it all readily.
Later, after they'd dressed and she was seeing them to the door, Rusty said, "That was your last lesson, Emily, like I said. But we'll be back soon with a really big surprise for you."
They hurried on toward Betty Ames' house, and Billy said, "You did it again, Rusty. You promised a big surprise. Aren't you gonna let Sam and me in on it?"
"Soon," Rusty said with a grin. "I just gotta work out a few more details."
It was Lyle Ames' bowling night, the night when Betty usually asked them over. When they knocked, however, she didn't answer. Then they heard her calling faintly, "Come on in, boys. I'm in the bathtub."
The boys entered and walked down the hall to the bathroom. Betty was in the tub, deep in bubbles, with just her gorgeous big round tits showing. Her face was rosy and howny. She gave them a wicked grin as they crowded into the bathroom.
"Hey, Betty," said Rusty somewhat irritatedly, "you knew we were coming. How come you're not ready yet?"
"I AM ready," she giggled. "I thought it'd be fun if we all had a bath together."
That was typical of Betty. She always wanted to try something weird and different. Rusty and his pals looked at each other, shrugged and took off their clothes for the third time that evening. Betty's plans might be crazy at times, but they always proved to be fun.
This time nobody had a cock-stand. Their dicks were pretty well exhausted from their sessions with Rita and Emily. The bath would give them time to recuperate, Rusty hoped. He didn't want Betty to be disappointed. Since Lyle was a complete dud in bed, she had only the boys to relieve her powerful lust.
Betty grinned and made room as the three young teenagers climbed into the tub beside her. There was just enough room for them all, if they scrunched up. The warm water felt good, kind of sexy. Betty seized a bar of soap and a washcloth, still grinning wickedly.
"I'll wash all of you," she said, "and then you can wash me."
That didn't sound particularly exciting, but the boys said nothing. They needed the rest. Rusty was thinking they couldn't go on like this, trying to satisfy three women in one night, especially now that school was starting. They'd have homework, their parents would insist on them coming in early . .. Oh, well, he'd worry about that later.
Betty soaped the washcloth good and turned toward Billy. She urged him up onto his knees, and his limp dripping cock emerged from the bubbles. Grinning, she began to wash his pale prick and his limp balls, rubbing them briskly.
"HEY!" Billy gasped. "Oh, hey, wow, that's a turn-on!"
Betty chuckled. "I thought it would be," she said.
She rubbed all over his cock and balls with the rough cloth, and Billy gasped and squealed. Then she tossed the cloth aside and put her bare slick soapy hands on his little floppy balls. She began to massage them briskly, and Billy squealed again.
"Awww, Jesus," he gasped, "this is something else . . ."
It must have been, for his stubby boy-cock shot to life right before his buddies' eyes. Betty's soapy hands milked and squeezed his swelling pink nut sac, and his cock lurched into stiffness, growing fat and hard. Betty giggled as she watched it. She leaned down, stuck out her red wet tongue, and briefly tickled the dark-red swollen head of his prick. Billy squealed blissfully.
"There," she said, "you're ready. Now it's your turn, Sam."
Sam, grinning and eager, rose to his knees in the warm bubbles. His pale peter was limp and. wrinkled, his balls flapping emptily. Betty soaped up the rough washcloth again and applied it to his cock and nuts, rubbing firm and fast. Sam gasped and went pink all over.
"Holy shit," he breathed, "it feels fantastic ..."
He just knelt there panting while the grinning redhead briskly washed his floppy little prick and dangling red balls. Sam's grin broadened by the second. Again Betty tossed the cloth aside, soaped up her hands, and began to massage. One hand cupped and squeezed his limp red nut sac, and the other furiously pumped his wrinkled dick.
"Ohhh, man," Sam whined, "olihhh, yeah... Frig me, Betty ..."
"I'm not frigging you, you naughty boy," she giggled. "I'm washing you."
"Feels like frigging to me," Sam sighed blissfully.
Under her expert eager hands, Sam's cock soon came to life. His rosy balls swelled up like little balloons and grew taut and throbbing. His prick twitched, grew, swelled. Soon he had a drooling hard-on. Betty briefly licked the swollen head of his cock, and Sam gave a yelp of delight.
"Okay, you're ready," she said. "Now I'll wash you, Rusty."
"Oh, yeah," Rusty said, eagerly rising to his knees, "wash me, Betty."
He found out what his friends had gotten so excited about. The rough washcloth, applied firmly and fast to his limp cock and balls, sent strange sharp shivers of pleasure through his loins. That got him plenty interested, and then when Betty used her bare soapy hands, that got him hard and horny.
"Awww, wow, yeah!" Rusty panted. "Feels great.. ."
Betty's hot slippery hands seemed to be everywhere at once, squeezing his balls, pumping his cock, massaging life and hardness into his crotch. He watched his pale prick stand up in her fist and swell and stiffen. She flicked out her red wet tongue and tickled the hard head of his dick, and he yelped with pleasure.
Betty looked at the three stiff drooling cocks around her and said proudly, "There, you're all washed, boys. Now wash me, please."
"Right," they chorused.
They didn't need instructions. They understood the game by now. Betty backed into one end of the tub, lifted her legs and hung them over the sides. That brought her pink naked pussy right out of the water. Rusty soaped the washcloth and rubbed it firmly over her bright-pink slit, while Billy and Sam soaped their hands good and applied them to her clit and asshole.
"Ooooo!" Betty squealed. "Ooooo, YEAH! Eeeee, wash me, fellas ... Be sure to get me real clean ... Oh, my God ..."
With two pairs of hands and a rough soapy cloth stimulating her ever-hungry gash, it didn't take Betty long to get powerfully horny. The boys washed and washed, but they couldn't clean up the steady stream of hot juice that poured from her aroused cunt. She got pink-faced and panting in no time at all.
"Jesus," she sighed, "that's great. .. But I wanta ball now. I want it real bad. Let's go to the bedroom ..." She leaped out of the tub, pink and dripping.
"Shouldn't we dry off?" Rusty asked as the boys followed her.
"No time," Betty panted. "Gotta have it now..."
She raced down the hall, the boys hurrying after her.
"Don't worry," Sam laughed, "we'll steam it off! Don't need no towels!"
Betty streaked into the bedroom and jumped onto the king-size bed, her big round tits wobbling furiously. She got quickly onto her hands and knees, and the boys just as quickly took their positions. They knew by now what Betty liked best. She liked having all three boys at once, each at a different hole.
"Hurry," she panted, "oh, hurry, kids ... I'm so horny ..."
Rusty slipped beneath her and rammed his hard pecker into her red-hot dripping cunt. Sam slipped behind her and wriggled his long slim rod into her tight hungry asshole. Billy knelt in front of her and fitted his stubby fat peter into her waiting hot mouth.
"UMMMM," Betty moaned.
She went into action, a deliciously curved lusty female machine. She sucked hotly and loudly on Billy's fat straining cock, making him squeal blissfully. She clenched her fiery slick cunt muscles around Rusty's probing dick, and he moaned with pleasure. She tightened her steamy little shithole around Sam's jerking meat, making him yelp with delight.
The panting quartet fucked like crazy for several minutes, Betty's lush body quivering and bucking, the boys clinging to her and working their frantic horny cocks furiously in her mouth, cunt and asshole. They had learned to be prepared for Betty's fantastic orgasms--it was like riding a bucking bronco. This time everybody managed to stay in the saddle, and as Betty writhed and moaned in ecstatic climax, the three howling boys shot their loads into her throat, womb and bowels. At last they all rolled in different directions, panting and sighing.
"Oh, Christ," Betty moaned, "that was terrific kids. I wish to God Lyle could bring me off like that, but he won't even try."
"Oh, I don't know about that," Rusty said mysteriously.
"Whaddya mean, honey?" said Betty. "I've been trying to get him to change for years, but it's no go."
Rusty refused to explain. As the boys dressed, he simply said, "Be prepared for a great surprise next time we see you, Betty."
They strolled home, exhausted from nearly six hours of fucking, and Sam said, "Come on, Rusty, tell us what's up. You promised all of them a surprise. We wanta know what you mean."
"Okay," said Rusty. "Meet me at the hideout tomorrow, and I'll tell you the whole thing. I'm gonna need your help ..."