Chapter 12
Bobby paced barefooted back and forth in front of Carla's bed. His bare chest was puffed up. His skinny abdomen was sucked in. His hard cock throbbed down the right leg of his jeans. Carla couldn't see his eyes. They were hidden behind that nose-length brown forelock. But she could see his cheeks. They were scarlet. Carla had never seen him look cuter. She relaxed back on her bed, enjoying the sight.
"Carla," Bobby said, "we haven't seen each other in a whole week, and while you were gone, I was thinking-"
' 'Yes?'' Carla said. Her boyfriend had shown up at the house in the same state as he stood there now-barefooted, barechested, red-faced, and hiding behind his forelock. Carla was charmed. She took him directly up to her bedroom.
"I was thinking that you and me-that you-that I-" He turned away from Carla and faced the wall. His chest heaved.
Carla had never seen him this worked up. He looked ready to have a stroke.
"Damn it, Carla!" he said. "I didn't even do it once while you were gone. And I haven't seen you in one whole week. Understand?"
"You didn't do what?" Carla asked, quietly pulling off her clothes. She spread her legs wide, letting the air kiss her wet pussy.
"Didn't jack off!" Bobby announced, spinning towards her. His forelock uncovered his eyes as he spun. "Oh, jeez!" His jaw dropped.
Carla ran a finger up her pussyslit. "Well," she said, "are you going to stand there all day gawking, or are you going to take off your pants and join me?" She licked her lips.
Muttering incoherently, Bobby struggled to get out of his jeans. He nearly fell flat on his face as he tried to kick them off from around his ankles and to lunge toward the bed at the same time. Before Carla knew what hit her, the boy was on top of her, his prick buried up her cunt to the hilt.
Carla couldn't help but giggle at the boy's horny assault. He was humping like a jackrabbit before his prick even hit bottom. His balls churned against her ass. He bit her jaw. Carla wrapped her bare legs around Bobby's humping ass and dug her fingernails into his writhing back, holding on.
"Oh, Carla!" Bobby gasped. "Oh, Carla, Carla!" His young belly muscles rippled. His whole body spasmed.
Carla squeezed him in her arms and contracted her cunt. She loved him. She loved Bobby. This was the first time she'd admitted to herself that she really loved the boy, and it was the first time she'd thought of him as Bobby, instead of Robert. She undulated the walls of her pussy.
"Cream me, Bobby," she whispered. "Shoot your jism!"
The boy's young body shuddered. "Oh, Carla! Oh, God! Here it comes! Uh! Uh! Ohhhhhh!" His jism came in long hot spurts. The boy groaned.
Carla cooed, petting the boy as he whimpered out his orgasm. She squeezed her cunt rhythmically, milking the jism from his loins. His jism filled her and overflowed, trickling down her asscrack. Carla was happy. She'd given herself to the boy at last. This was her first step in making up to him for the months of torture she'd given him.
Bobby collapsed on top of her. She could swear he was purring. He'd fucked her for all of forty-five seconds before he'd yielded his load to her pussy.
Carla hadn't herself spasmed, but she didn't care. She had only one goal this afternoon-to fuck her young lover until he went crawling home wondering what had hit him.
"I love you, Carla," Bobby whispered. "It felt so good! You wouldn't believe how good it felt."
Carla ran her fingers through the boy's thick hair. "I believe it," she said, remembering how she'd felt that moonlit night with Scott's cock shooting up her spasming virgin cunt. "I'm ready to help you feel like that again whenever you're ready. From now on all I care about is letting you do whatever you want with me. I just want to make you feel good."
Bobby's hard cock flexed inside her. "Oh, jeez! I don't believe it! I'm really fucking! You're really letting me fuck you! Oh, jeez! I love you, Carla." He pressed his hps to hers.
Carla inhaled the boy's sweet breath. She shoved her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues met and licked each other. Carla wiggled her ass, spurring the boy to fuck her again.
The bedroom door swung open. Carla's father stood in the doorway.
For a moment, Carla thought she was dreaming. Her eyes, out of focus from the sensation of Bobby's cock filing against her clit, saw a blurry, ghostly image standing in the doorway. She had to blink a few times before she was certain that the image was real.
She tried to push Bobby up off her, but Bobby, horny and humping once again, seemed to be oblivious to Bill Reynolds' presence, and he resisted her push.
"Dad?" Carla whispered, feeling her flushed face flush ten times more. Had Bobby's cock not been filing at her clit, had she not been slightly dizzy with lust, had her mind been clear, Carla would likely have hit the ceiling at the sudden appearance of her father. As it was, all she could do now was mutter weakly while she tried to figure out what was going on.
"Don't mind, me, honey," her dad said. He was grinning. He closed the door behind him. This had to be a dream. The intruder was taking off his clothes. His cock was big and stiff. No way this could be real.
Bobby bit her neck. His teeth were too sharp to be unreal. She was hallucinating the vision of her father. Bobby was real. Her father was pure fantasy.
"Mind if I join the fun?" her dad said.
Carla reached out and grabbed her dad's cock. She jerked her hand back. The imaginary cock was hot, stiff, smooth. It throbbed when she touched it. Carla couldn't believe it.
Her dad drew her hand back to his big cock. He smiled. "Carla, honey," he said.
"Daddy?" Carla said, still unsure of herself. Then she pulled her Dad towards her.
Bobby humped away, as if completely unaware of what was happening between Carla and her father.
A half-hour later, Carla had the strange feeling that she and her father had been lovers for years. She was already so accustomed to the taste of his cock that she could hardly imagine that only half an hour ago she'd never even seen her father's prick. She had the same feelings about Bobby-it was as if she and Bobby had been fucking since the beginning of time.
Bobby walked around the room, stretching. His big cock, glossy with pussyjuice, still pointed at the ceiling, twitching. Nobody would have guessed that he'd blown his load three times in slightly more than a half hour.
Bill Reynolds sat on the edge of the bed, caressing Carla's smooth legs with his trembling hands. He'd just shot a load of cum down his daughter's throat, but his cock still stood up like Bobby's. He was still as shaky and excited as a teenager waiting for his first fuck.
Carla relaxed, lying flat on the bed, keeping her legs spread so both Bobby and her father could admire her cunt. She felt Bobby's jism oozing out of her cunt and running down over her bottom. She felt sexy. She caught some of the jism with her fingers and ate it. She dipped her fingers in the jism again, then again. The boycum was sweet as honey. She thought of Scott and Matty. They had cum just as sweet. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine their faces.
"Carla?" her father said. "I sure wouldn't mind seeing what you feel like inside. Mind if I put it in you?" He fingered her cunt. "Mind if I fuck you?" He was shaking.
Carla opened her eyes. Her father was trying to smile, but he looked embarrassed. She imagined his cock inside her body. She remembered the way Jenny loved getting fucked by Uncle Fred. She grinned impishly, stretching from sex-tension.
"Oh, Daddy," she said. "Put your big cock in me. Put it up my cunt. I want you to fuck me." She cooed softly.
Bill groaned. He moved to pounce on her. Carla sat up, pushing him away. "I wanna be on top," she said. "You lie down and I'll ride you." She slid off the bed, letting her father take her place on the bed.
Bill stretched out. He bent his stiff prick up to vertical. Cum oozed out the piss-slit and rolled down the purple cockhead and ivory shaft.
"Sit on it, honey," he said, panting. "Sit on Daddy's cock."
Carla grinned. She straddled her father. Reaching down, she spread her slippery cunt lips, letting them close around her father's burning cockhead. Then she waited. She wanted to see her father squirm. She wiggled her ass just enough to feel his cock start to jump.
Bill humped, trying to shove his cock up into his daughter. Carla raised up with his cock, keeping it from penetrating her.
"Fuck down on it, honey," Bill said. "Let it slide into you."
Carla giggled. "You mean like this, Daddy?" She wiggled her cunt down on her father's cock until her ass churned against his balls. She moaned as the big cock stuffed her.
Bill's eyes rolled. "Oh, Christ! Carla! Oh, Jesus!" His loins humped up at his daughter as if they were detached from his body and motorized.
Carla clamped her cunt tight. She watched her father's eyes turn upward until only the whites showed. She felt his cock jerking and throbbing. She loosened up her cunt and lay forward onto him.
Bobby stood at the side of the bed, jacking off his cock while he watched father and daughter fuck. His hot teenage nuts flapped below his pumping fist.
Carla grabbed his cock.
"Stop that," she said. "Get up behind me and fuck me."
Bobby frowned. "Huh? You're already getting fucked."
Carla grinned. "I've got another hole back there, you know. All you've gotta do is get up behind me and shove your wild cock up it."
Muttering to himself, Bobby mounted Carla's ass. Her asscrack was still slippery with his jism. He rubbed his hot cock up and down the asscrack a few times, then forced the head against the horny asshole. As Bobby shoved, Carla's asshole opened like a hungry mouth. Bobby's hot hard cock slipped up Carla's ass to the hilt. His hot nuts nestled with Bill's.
"Beautiful!" Carla moaned. She closed her eyes, ecstatic with the sensation of two cocks inside her at once. Her loins felt totally stuffed. Her sensitive cunt was stretched so much that she was already on the brink of orgasm. Now she knew why Jenny loved getting assfucked and cuntfucked at the same time. Carla imagined Jenny's cute, sexy bottom getting worked over by Uncle Fred and Scott at the same time, and the thought added to her excitement. Here Carla was getting the same thing from her boyfriend and from her own father.
Bill and Bobby grunted, humping at Carla's hot cunt and asshole. Carla lay pressed between them, their naked male flesh surrounding her, their raw throbbing cocks massaging her insides. Carla wondered if the two males could feel their big cocks rubbing against each other inside of her, like two big snakes, each in its own cozy den, but separated by the thin partition of sexflesh between Carla's cunt and asshole.
Bobby, much freer to hump than Bill, slipped his cock easily in and out of Carla's asshole. Carla loved the sensation. Getting assfucked felt different from getting cuntfucked, but it was just as exciting-if not more so. Carla tightened up her ass, making the sensations more intense.
Bobby groaned, biting into her shoulder through her black hair. "Oh, oh, oh, Carla," he gasped. "You're so hot, so sexy. I'm gonna shoot right up your ass."
"And I'm gonna shoot right up your cunt, honey," Bill moaned. "Oh, Jesus Christ, I can't believe how good this feels! Fuck her, Bobby! Make us all come together."
Bill squirmed underneath his daughter.
Bobby squirmed on top of her, shoving his cock up her asshole as only an agile teenager can do. Carla squirmed between her two lovers-her boyfriend and her father. Her body prickled from head to toe. Her stuffed loins swirled with pleasure.
Bill pressed his mouth to Carla's. His eyes rolled back. "Carla! Honey! Darling! I'm coming! I'm coming! Arghhhhh!" His hot jism shot into the depths of his daughter's cunt.
Carla saw stars. Her father's jism gushed against the trembling walls of her raw cunt. Her cunt throbbed. Her clit squirmed as if trying to escape from between her cuntlips. The luscious sensations of orgasm spiraled through her loins.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy, yessss! Mmmmmm! Ohhhhhh!" Carla clenched her pussy and asshole as tight as she could. She clawed her father's shoulders.
Bobby crushed down on top of Carla with all his weight. His teenage loins quivered. His big cock flexed. Wads of hot boycum burst against the walls of Carla's asshole. Bobby howled, jerking like a billy goat.
Carla whined and cooed. Hot jism machine-gunned her insides. Orgasm gnawed through her pussy and asshole, and spread in waves throughout her body. She closed her eyes, letting it all happen.