Chapter 4
"I loved it!" she whispered, snaking her tongue in his ear. "Fuck me again, Tom! Hurry!"
"Hey, slow down," he chuckled, slapping her on her plump ass. "It takes a few minutes to get it up again the third or fourth time around, Sally. You were terrific, baby! My mom really turned you on, didn't she?"
"Everything turns me on!" she panted. Even Sally sensed that the change in herself was startling. She was deliciously wanton and sexy now, her pussy humming and purring with her sudden awakening. There was a dynamo deep in her seething loins, roaring to life when Tom's hot mother had given her her first thrilling blowjob.
All of a sudden, she couldn't get enough sex.
In less than three hours, the innocent virgin had been ravenously sucked off, lustily finger-fucked, eaten her first wet, fiery pussy, gone down on a huge prick, and had finally been fucked with savage ecstasy.
She wanted more.
At least part of this feverish new sex-drive was due to her fanatically strict upbringing. Her mother had harped about the sins of lust and the evils of sex for so long, that it was a shock for the lovely brunette to discover hot sex was not only enjoyable, but downright thrilling.
Sally felt cheated by her mother. If sex was so terribly wrong, why did it feel so fantastically good? Sally couldn't know that a great many girls brought up under such circumstances also rebelled and became lusty wantons. Tom's mother could trace her own eagerness to suck and fuck with both sexes directly to the grim bullshit she'd been fed as a child.
But another part of Sally's wild passion was due to her natural gifts. One glance at her and you could tell the silky brunette was born to suck and fuck, designed with one delicious function in mind. Her ripe little ass was lusciously curved, perfect for holding, squeezing, kissing, and, Tom reflected as he played with the hot ass-cheeks lustfully, fucking.
Her mouth was sultry; her juicy lips were designed for kissing and sucking. Her pink tongue was long and pointed, especially sensitive whether she was swirling it around a throbbing cock, lapping frantically at a hot, luscious pussy, or teasing a pair of hairy balls.
Her creamy tits were filling out with lewd promise, and they hadn't stopped heaving since Tom's mother had licked Sally's cunt in her sleep.
Her legs were shapely and silken, and in a few years Sally would be able to inspire a hard-on in passing men simply by strolling down the street. One glance and you had to imagine those tapered legs wrapped hotly around your waist, or your head, depending on your taste at the time.
But her juicy young cunt was the real source of Sally's torrid passion. Delicately formed, her pink wet cunt-lips were utterly kissable, Tom's mother learned. Sweet and fragrant, capable of sucking furiously, they could shudder and spasm on a man's prick with fiery lust, sucking up his hot jism with delicious power.
As Tom played with her ripe ass while Sally lay on top of him, undulating her hips and nudging a lush tit in his mouth, he wondered what she'd be like if she got into it with his little sister, Rita.
Rita was a younger version of their mother, a tawny blonde with sweet, budding curves. It suddenly occurred to Tom that if he was going to get his sister's cherry, he'd better act soon. Because from what he'd seen of his lusty mother in action tonight with Sally, she was a genuine cunt-lapper, ferociously hot with young girls. Especially virgins.
Sally had slid down and was teasing his stiff cock now with her juicy lips, getting him brick-hard again. She made low purring sounds of delight as she nibbled on his hot prick. It was not a serious blowjob, just a teaser to prime him for another wild fucking session.
He lay back, relaxed, and let the moaning brunette use her hot tongue on his balls, while he thought about his swinging parents. Rita knew they were swappers, too, although Tom had never spoken to his kid sister about it. She was sharp, though, like Tom, even though she was a young teenager.
In fact, Rita was much sharper than Tom suspected, and she knew a good deal about her parents' swapping activities, having snooped with girlish curiosity into their private correspondence and possessions. Technically, Rita may have been a tender cherry, but she'd fingerfucked herself so many times in the past year over certain snapshots she'd found in her mother's dresser, that the girl felt ripe to bursting.
The snapshots showed couples in a variety of lewd positions. A few of them featured threesomes, with two women and a man. Her mother was the featured performer in more than half the pictures. Her father was also featured in a few, and his cock almost made the girl faint when she had first seen it.
Along with his father's muscled frame, Tom had also inherited his massive prick.
While Sally tongued his balls and lasciviously toyed with his prick, Tom wondered if he could get Sally and Rita in bed with him at the same time. Jesus, that would be a ball-buster! Sally would go for it, Tom knew, with every inch of her hot body. He suspected that after being turned on by his swinging mother, she might be a little cunt-crazy herself.
Right now, though, the only thing that existed for the feverish brunette was his immense hard-on. She was squirming her juicy mouth on it faster now, deep moans coming from her throat. Her small fist jerked on the base of his throbbing prick eagerly.
"Now," she suddenly gasped, pulling her hot lips away. "Fuck me now, Tom! Lord, I'm so hot I could faint!"
Tom quickly climbed off the bed. He pulled her up by the hand and led her over to the pool table. He showed her how to hunch over it, with her tits digging into the green felt top, her ripe naked ass jutting out and her legs spread. Her pink, dripping cunt peeped from below her plump ass-cheeks.
"I want to do it face-to-face," panted Sally. "I want you to suck on my tits too, Tom!"
"This is better," he assured her, gazing at her tiny, delicate asshole with burning eyes. "You'll feel my prick better this way."
Right up your gorgeous ass, Tom thought excitedly. This was her final cherry and he wondered if he ought to warn her in advance. Her hot, juicy ass trembled beneath his fingers. Better not, he decided-she might not go for it.
Gripping her creamy ass-cheeks tightly, he slid his knob into her feverish pussy first. After a few delicious strokes, he wondered if he ought to stick with her boiling cunt. It was a winner all the way! The thought occurred to Tom that if he didn't take her ass cherry, someone else would, at the first opportunity.
Probably that prick, his father, too.
When his cock was thoroughly wet with her honey, Tom suddenly whipped it out. Sally cried out in protest.
Ignoring her, Tom placed his boiling cockhead squarely against her tender asshole. He took a deep breath, then slammed forward with brutal force.
Sally's lips opened to scream but nothing came out. The force of his huge prick ramming deep into her silken ass pushed the breath completely from her lungs. She wriggled her hips and was punished for it instantly, as his thick hard-on quivered up her molten ass.
"Won't hurt long," Tom gasped, rubbing her hot ass-flesh in his fingers lustfully. Jesus, it was tight and wild, a squirming, juicy tunnel of boiling love!
Tom was not an ass-freak, although he considered a girl's plump ass one of the sexiest things in the world. But Sally might as well get used to the feel, because with a gorgeously curved set of cheeks like hers, she was going to get an awful lot of cocks rammed up there.
Sally clawed at the green felt desperately, fighting for breath. Hot tears stung her eyes and she hoped she would faint. She felt as if someone had cruelly shoved a baseball bat up her tender ass. His cock throbbed intensely in her bowels, each pulse sending shock-waves of pain through her trembling flesh.
When he began pumping his prick in her silken ass, the agony grew worse. But just beneath the white-hot currents of pain shuddered the first faint waves of an eerie bliss.
The tortured brunette had never felt so weak, so humble and helpless in her life, as she did with a huge hard-on piercing her naked ass. She felt utterly feminine, for the first time aware of the blazing power of a hot prick-the savage, ripping lust of a stiff cock.
"Just hang-mmmmf!-on, Sally-no sweat, baby. That is one hot juicy ass you've got-wowwww!"
Like her wanton mouth and tight pussy, Sally's boiling asshole sent currents of fierce excitement through his prick. The sobbing girl was lunging back to meet his thrusts now, grinding her hot ass lewdly against his crotch. She pounded the pool table with her fists, trying to vent her anguish, still unable to do more than gasp and shudder.
Sally found that by slamming her ass-cheeks back she could rub her pussy against the table's edge. The harsh thrills distracted her from the shattering pain in her tender ass.
But even the pain was deeply exciting to her in a strange way; it was so brutal and different from the obscene ecstasy of Jenny's hot tongue licking her asshole.
If only her holier-than-thou mother could see her now-being fucked in the ass by a strapping boy whose mother had just eaten her cherry!
That thought so inspired Sally that she began coming as she rubbed her inflamed cunt against the table's edge. Quickly, the thrills in her erupting pussy mingled with the searing pressure of Tom's prick battering her ass.
"Fuck it harder!" she cried, wriggling her naked ass to increase her own torment. "Fuck my ass harder, Tom! I'm coming! Shoot it in me now, now, come up my ass!"
Even Tom was startled by her sudden wild excitement. He didn't have to work to get his rocks off, though, because her churning, madly sucking asshole was pumping it straight from his loins, with feverish greed. He held his breath as he began spurting in violent torrents, the cum stinging deep in her thrilled bowels.
He wound down like a pumping toy, his massive lunges growing slower and softer, shooting out the last few spurts of jism with deep sighs. A wild tingle raced through his dwindling cock and balls. For a couple of minutes Tom just stood against her, squeezing her trembling hot ass, savoring the delicious feel of her creamy ass-cheeks.
He slipped his prick out. "There-that wasn't so bad, was it, Sally?"
The delirious girl collapsed on the pool table, gasping for air. She didn't want to move because she loved the sticky, obscene feel of his jism trickling in her tender ass. Now if only her aunt would come back and lick it out with her sexy tongue-that would be the living end!
After making certain she was okay, Tom padded upstairs, back to his own bed. He fell into a deep sleep with a wide grin on his face. Three cherries in one night wasn't so bad. Of course, her pussy was a technical cherry more or less, but still he was the first guy to shove his cock up there. And just because all three cherries came from the same sexy girl didn't lessen his feeling of victory.
Sexy-hot was a perfect description of Sally as she lay in her own bed, still moaning softly. She could think of nothing but sex now. Her pussy still twitched, her ass burned and tingled with a soft glowing pain that was still somehow delicious and satisfying, and her tongue kept licking her mouth to savor the taste of Tom's thick jism.
Sally was in a state of shock, but it was a pleasant kind of shock, a lingering daze from the swift, violent hours of that night.
That morning she had been a simple virgin. Since then, she'd had wild, swinging sex with a gorgeous blonde and her massively hung son. She'd been sucked off, masturbated, had licked a juicy cunt in return, had an enormous cock shoved in her mouth, gulped down its spurting cum with intense pleasure, had her own cunt thrilled beyond words by that same prick, and finally had been savagely raped in her silken hot ass.
She had loved every minute of it-all of it.
She wanted to do it all over again, too.
There was a blissful feeling of victory in the young brunette's rebellion against her grim, crushing parents. They'd lied to her all her life.
Whether sex was good or evil, Sally couldn't say. But she knew for a fact it was the most profound, exciting thing that had ever happened to her. And she couldn't get enough of it.
Before the next few nights of her vacation were over, Sally would remember that thought with irony.
She'd barely gotten through the first chapter in her crash-course of lust. She slept deeply, unaware that her nerve-screaming, roller-coaster ride of lust was just beginning.