Chapter 1
Janet Green stood by her kitchen door and smiled out into the warm morning sunshine. She was standing in the shade of the deep back porch but she could already feel the warmth of the day creeping in on her. A tall hedge enclosed the large back yard and several cheerful birds perched there, singing among themselves.
From the far corner of the yard the beautiful blonde heard the dull thunk, then the heavy vibrating sound as the diving board tossed a body high into the air. Her blue eyes flicked in that direction but were too late. All she saw was the bright sparkle of pool water as it fell back toward the hidden pool.
"Ohhh, I'll bet that water is nice this morning," she said to herself, and her full, high-breasted body tingled as she wished she could push aside her housework and dive in there herself. There was another reason she wished that she was in the pool-Tommy was there!
An unusual sensation trickled through her and Janet found herself smiling as she thought of two new additions to their family. Tommy, fifteen years old, was lean, dark and strangely handsome. Mia, thirteen, was small, slender, and had long dark hair and dark, almond eyes. Her "children" were beautiful!
"But Jan, darling, Chinese orphans?"
The lovely housewife remembered a sharp sting of anger whenever she thought of her friends' coy comments and questions. She remembered the sudden, protective anger that rose up in her as she came to Tommy's and Mia's defense.
"Firstly, they aren't Chinese! Tommy and Mia are Vietnamese, and only half that! We've known about these two for months. They've been in an orphanage over there for a year, their father was an American. They're lovely, well-behaved kids and I'm so happy they've come to us!"
It hadn't been easy. She was aware that some of her former friends had stayed away since the children had arrived, but lhat was all right with her! Dave and I need time to get acquainted with them. We can find new friends. Right now we've got enough to do right here at home-more than enough!
Just thinking about her husband forced a change in Jan's expression. She frowned slightly and felt a small puff of irritation blow like a dust devil in her mind. What was happening to them? No matter what she tried it didn't seem to help, and she knew they were drifting apart! A mental picture of her tall, broad-shouldered husband snapped in place in her head and she felt an ache when she imagined losing him. What does he want? The fierce question rattled around in her head and she tried to dismiss it, but it wouldn't go away because she knew the answer, she just wouldn't admit it!
The lush-bodied blonde shivered slightly as her relentless thoughts marched on and on. She imagined the feel of Dave's hard body next to her, felt his broad chest mashing her full, firm breasts against him and felt the heavy pressure as the blunt tip of his penis forced into her. For a moment she surrendered to the thoughts and excitement began to bubble in her soft, rounded belly. She had to shake her head and change position as an unwelcome tingle of sexual arousal began to seethe between her rounded thighs.
He wants me to he his whore! It isn't enough that I cook for him, that I keep his home clean and attractive for him. Oh no, I've got to give myself to him and let him use my body in his dirty little games! For a brief instant she felt relieved but then the worry began to seep back in, because his sexual drives weren't the only problem and she knew it! She shook her head again and uncomfortably shifted her weight to her other foot.
Thinking about sex always made her uncomfortable. Jan flushed. It wasn't fair! All her life she'd been taught to shy away from sex, to be a virgin, a "good girl". Then, when she got married, she was just supposed to toss all that aside and jump in and wallow in it! Well, she wasn't going to do it, she wasn't going to allow him to twist and pervert her into his personal whore!
"For Christ's sake, Jan, we've been married almost ten years! When are you going to snap out of this priggish, old maid crap?" Dave's angry question had hurt her when he asked it, and it still hurt!
Dave Green had always been honest with her, Jan had to admit that. He'd made it plain from the first that he would find satisfaction somewhere else if he didn't find it at home, but his honesty didn't erase the pain or the humiliation she felt whenever she found other women's hairs and lipstick on his clothes, or smelled their perfumes on him when he came home!
She had tried to allow him that freedom, had tried to ignore his outside interest in the type of whores who'd let him use them, just as her mother had ignored the same thing for her father. But it was getting harder. She didn't want to share him with other women, but the nasty, perverted things he wanted her to do frightened and angered her and she still refused him. She knew Dave loved her and was waiting for her, but she just couldn't respond, not that way! Lately he was home less and less. Advertising was a long-day job, she knew, but it was getting worse-especially since he'd been assigned the Verna Fields account.
The image of the sleek, well-kept brunette leapt into Jan's mind before she could censor it. Verna Fields had everything, damn her! Jan tried not to think about the wealthy divorcee, tried not to imagine Dave in bed with her. She truly tried to push the awful thoughts away but failed. An image of Dave on top of Verna slipped into her tortured brain, and the blonde saw the woman's sleek thighs clamped around her husband's naked back, saw his thick, heavy penis slipping in and out of the black-fringed labia. She could hear the woman's groans and Dave's hot whispers, and she wanted to cry!
A loud splashing sound in the pool distracted Jan and the mental image of Tommy swept in on her. She imagined him in his tight swim trunks and saw the impressive lump of his prick plainly outlined.
The blonde housewife felt the hot flush of shame on her cheeks and looked around to make sure she was alone. Despite the shame she felt, the mental image of her "son" stayed in place and some hidden need in her heart kept her focusing on the boy's maturing body. She couldn't stop the thoughts that were wiggling and pressing at the corners of her mind, trying to get in.
"Stop it, stop it right now," she hissed at herself, but the thoughts wouldn't stop. "He's your child now, your son! You can't think things like that about your own son!"
Despite her best efforts Janet couldn't force herself back inside the house. She knew she could cleanse her mind of all the filth if she could busy herself with cleaning, but her legs felt weak and refused to carry her away.
Slowly, the beautiful blonde slipped into a lawn chair beside the door. She relaxed slightly but the vulgar thoughts were still there. She closed her eyes and leaned back as an image of Dave slipped back into the confused whirl of her brain. She could almost feel his hands touching her, rousing her, and the thought made goose-flesh pop out on her smooth, silky skin.
"Touch it. That's right, see? It won't bite you, baby."
The housewife felt her pulse quicken in spite of her disgusted reaction to the emory of how he'd coaxed her to touch and fondle his thick, pulsating cock. Without her realizing what was happening, her fingers curled into an imitation of a hand clutching at the fat shaft of an organ. She remembered his pleased groans as he guided her hand up and down the frightening length of his erection, then remembered how he'd whispered in her ear as her hand jerked up and down on him, "Kiss it. Please, baby, just kiss it! Try!"
Janet's lids squeezed even tighter as she remembered how she'd jerked her hand away from him and slipped out from under the hand that was pressing her face down in his lap.
It had been terrible. They'd fought that night. Angry words were traded and they'd finally gone to sleep unsatisfied and tense. Janet wished she had the answer but she just didn't! She couldn't do the things Dave wanted her to do, and yet she knew she'd lose him if things didn't change, and soon!
Janet heard loud laughter from the pool and knew Tommy and his new friends were having a good time. That pleased her. She wanted him to be happy and fit in. She wanted that for both of the children. There was an ulterior motive in wanting them to be happy here-their being here might just calm Dave and cement their shaky marriage. It might, but she wasn't certain.
Thoughts of Tommy crept back into her brain as she pressed her worries about her marriage away from her. This time the tall boy wore nothing and she found herself staring in unconcealed interest at a long, limber penis. He would have only a few hairs and she was sure she could see all of his privates. The excited buzzing between her plump labia startled Jan and she slapped her thighs together, but that made the flesh there press and squeeze the growing bud of her clitoris. She knew it was wrong and that she shouldn't be thinking of things like this, but the excitement she felt pushed her strict morals into a corner for a few moments. Tommy's dream-prick grew as she stared at it and she found herself reaching out for it, eager to feel the warmth of him, to slip her slender fingers around him and feel the hardness of his erection under the velvety flesh that covered it. The daydream was so vivid that she could almost feel the pulsating shaft against her sweaty palm. In her dream, she moaned and snuggled closer to the exciting boy. Even as her lewd thoughts swirled and echoed inside her, another part of her brain was trying to understand what was happening. Why was she so excited at the thought of doing that for Tommy, when doing it for Dave sickened her?
Jan tried to ignore the questions that pressed in on her. She felt her clitoris swell and grow hard. It felt like a small marble between the folds of her vulva and there was an overpowering need for her to touch it, to sooth its insistent demands.
The beautiful blonde kept her eyes tightly shut as she allowed one hand to drift down over her body until her slender fingers could press firmly against the up-thrust outline of her sex. All she wore was a light summer dress and, under that, a filmy pair of panties. The touch of her fingers caused the bud-like seat of her pleasure to throb, setting off little explosions of delight inside of her. Janet gasped and pressed again, this time letting her forefinger wiggle against the closed folds, making them part under the pressure. The slick material of her panties brushed across the tip of her love knot and she could feel the shock all the way to her toes!
Janet opened her eyes for a second to make sure she was still alone, then she pressed again, allowing her long, full thighs to part slightly, opening herself to her invading finger. Deep inside, Jan knew it was wrong. She always felt ashamed of herself whenever she surrendered to the need to masturbate, but sometimes she just couldn't resist. The need would become too great, and she would have to do it!
Each stroke of her finger felt nicer. Janet sighed and allowed her swelling hips to squirm a little on the cushion. She felt her juices spreading inside of her tight vagina and knew she was messing her dainty panties! The slick, light oil of her body's secretions made the pressure against her clit feel even nicer than before and the wiggle of her firm buttocks became more pronounced.
"Ooooo, this is filthy," the blonde housewife whispered to herself, but that didn't stop her. Her free hand crept down and lifted the hem of her dress, and she quickly slipped her hand under the fabric. This time she didn't bother pressing the panties back between the folds of her labia. Her forefinger wiggled in under the tight elastic of her panties at the leg and dipped directly into her wet, steamy pussy. "Agghhh, pussy, what a nasty word," she murmured, but that didn't detract from the wonderful sensations her finger whipped up around her pulsating love bud! As she stroked and played with her tingling little nubbin of pleasure, she allowed her mind to wander and almost instantly she thought of Tommy again, as he moaned, "Ohhhhh, Mom, that feels nice! Do it harder!"
Janet shuddered as the erotic daydream spun on. She imagined his lean, firm young body pressing against her. She dreamt that his handsome face was pressed tight against her swollen breasts and gasped aloud when she thought of how lovely it would be if he sucked at her stiff, thick nipples.
In the background there was a thumping noise, followed by the low murmur of someone talking. Janet finally heard the sounds, jerked her hand away, and quickly leapt to her feet. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest as she darted nervous glances around her. What if someone was here? What if someone had caught her doing that to herself? Slowly the fear and the nervous jerking of her eyes slowed. There was no one in the yard. No one had caught her.
She was so engrossed in her own self-criticism that she almost didn't respond when the sounds came again. As it was, it took her a few seconds to realize that the sounds were close by and the only place they could be coming from was the garage.
For a few more moments Janet stood staring at the garage. Everything looked normal-the door was closed and there was no sign of someone having broken in, but even as she stared at the low, white structure the murmur of voices rose again, clearer this time.
Some native cunning she wasn't even aware she possessed guided the attractive blonde around to the sheltered side of the garage. There were bushes there that covered the small window. She could look in and no one would see her doing it.
Moving quietly so that she wouldn't make any sound, Jan slipped into the thick clump of bushes. Somehow the young housewife knew that it wasn't burglars or someone trying to steal. Somehow she knew that what was happening in the garage was far more important than that. At last she was inside the bushes and close to the small window. One of the four panes had been broken and she could hear as well as see what was happening. The moment that her eyes adjusted to the dim light inside, she froze in place and her heart seemed to have forgotten how to beat. Her lungs had stopped working and she was totally frozen in a state of horrified shock! '-
"I ... I didn't know they got so ... big," Mia whispered as she knelt before the boy.
Jan's lungs were aching and her ears were buzzing before she remembered to start breathing again. She watched with disbelieving eyes as her delicate adopted daughter shyly ran her slim little hand up and down the thick, erect shaft of the boy's penis. Janet struggled with herself before she could tear her eyes away from the throbbing cock that looked so white and huge enclosed in the child's little fist.
It's Jimmy Williams! Oh god, I've known him for years! Jan almost refused to believe what her eyes told her. She stared at the handsome neighbor boy and shuddered. Jimmy was a nice kid. He wouldn't take a little girl like Mia in the garage and teach her things like this. And he was just a kid, so he couldn't have a big, thick, man-sized cock like that!
"How do I do it? You said you'd teach me how," Mia said, as she inched a little closer to the boy.
Jimmy was sitting on an old bench. His trousers and undershorts lay at his feet, and he was naked from the waist down. Jan was pressed hard against the side of the garage, her eyes nearly popping out of her head as they took in the boy's erection. They drifted down from the fat, purple knob of his circumcised cock to the swollen, hard-looking shaft and finally to the heavy, bouncing sac that held his testicles. The housewife saw that he had little hair around his groin and realized that he was still just a boy, regardless of how large an organ he had. Then another thought struck her, a thought that made her whole body begin to tingle-if Jimmy was this large now, what would he be like when he was a man?
"You sure you want to do it?" Jimmy asked as he stared down at the slim little girl who knelt before him.
Jan followed his gaze and saw Mia's dark eyes dance and sparkle as she nodded. Her long dark hair snapped around her shoulders, and her fingers seemed to tighten around the boy's thick column.
"Sure. You said it was one of the things that American girls do, and I want to learn everything. I want to be just like the American girls, so show me." The trim little girl pressed even closer to him. Jan saw her small, apple-sized breasts flatten as they pressed against his knees.
Without another word, Jimmy reached out and slipped a hand behind Mia's slender neck, right at the base of the skull, and began to gently pull her head forward.
The housewife shivered and pressed even harder against the wall of the garage as she stared at the incredible tableau before her. She felt her frustrated desires flame up again and remembered that she'd been interrupted and hadn't been able to relieve the tensions of her body. Now the hunger and lustful need was even stronger inside her as she watched her lovely daughter's face being drawn closer and closer to the boy's thick penis.
The pressure of Jimmy's hand had drawn Mia up on her knees. Her slender torso was pressed tight against the boy's legs as she craned her head toward the fat prong still clutched in her tiny fist.
"Just suck the head first, till you get used to it," Jimmy whispered, his bright eyes never leaving her as she came closer.
Jan was ashamed of the sudden gush of her fluids as she understood fully just what it was that he was teaching her daughter.
Don't let her do it! She's so innocent, she doesn't know how nasty that is, her mind screamed, but Janet was paralyzed and couldn't make herself move to stop them. She stood petrified and helpless as Mia's lips pressed against the swollen, dripping glans, then parted. Her own lips tingled as she saw the fat, plum-shaped tip slowly disappear inside the stretched oval of her daughter's mouth. "Oh god, she's sucking it," the lovely blonde whimpered to herself. "She's got it in her mouth and she's sucking on it!"
She was so distracted she didn't realize that her own hand had slipped back under her skirt and inside of her wet, sticky panties. She had to grit her teeth to keep from making a sound as her forefinger dipped into the fine oil that surrounded her clit, then lightly strummed back and forth over it.
"Suck it hard. Run your tongue around the underside," Jimmy panted, his young body jerking excitedly as Mia obeyed and sucked noisily at him, her cheeks hollowing beneath her high cheekbones. The tall boy groaned and pulled her closer, forcing another wet inch of his excited flesh into her yielding mouth.
Jan listened to the wet smacking sounds and watched the sticky pre-cum and saliva trickle down the shaft and over Mia's clenched fingers. Her own mouth hung open in a perfect oval as her finger flashed up and down the wet furrow between her quivering thighs, and she could imagine what it felt like to have that bar of warm flesh slipping in and out over her own tongue. She was near her climax. She could feel the sensations swirling and boiling inside of her and increased her pace.
"Am I doing it right, Jimmy?" Mia's smile was beautiful when she pulled her dripping lips away from the prick.
Jan was so ashamed of her excitement that she could have cried, but she still couldn't fight back the first wave that struck her as she gazed at the boy's glistening knob and watched the thin strand of fluid that dangled between it and Mia's sweet lower lip.
"Am I sucking it like an American girl?"
She's innocent. She doesn't know what she's doing! She doesn't know how obscene and nasty it is!
Jimmy sighed and pressed the little girl's lovely face toward him again. "Ooohhh, yeah! You're going it great, Mia! Now lick it all over. Lick it real hard!"
Jan bit down hard on her lip as she saw Mia's pink little tongue dart out in response to the boy's demand. Her mature hips made quick, circular motions, and her finger slipped up into the firm grip of her vagina and wiggled frantically as her eyes devoured the obscene act taking place before her.
Jimmy's fingers were still gripping Mia tightly. He made grunting and moaning sounds as the girl's tongue lapped at his rigid prong.
Jan saw the excited wiggle of Mia's slim bottom and knew the child was rubbing her sex against his leg as she bathed him with her tongue. Jan's own hips jerked in a rapid imitation of intercourse as her finger stabbed deep into her steaming vagina. She was sure she'd never been so terribly excited in her life!
"Oh Christ!" Jimmy moaned, his pelvis jerking up and down, rubbing the dripping glans in Mia's dark, shiny hair as she licked gently at his swollen balls. "Christ, put it back in your mouth!"
Jimmy's excited growl startled Jan, and it was a few more seconds before the full impact of what was happening hit her. Jimmy groaned as Mia's pink lips slipped back over the swollen purple glans. His powerful fingers gripped the dark hair and guided her. In seconds the little girl's head was bobbing rapidly over him, with almost half of his jerking prick crammed into her dripping mouth.
Janet almost screamed. She saw Mia's head jerk back before the boy's fingers pulled her forward, and Jan could see the white froth of the boy's cum seeping out from around the clamped pink lips. At that same strange, wild moment, her own orgasm welled up in her and shook her until she almost fell in the dirt beside the garage.
"Unnggghhh, damn!" Jimmy's agonized groan made Jan's tingling body jerk and writhe, and she watched helplessly as her poor little daughter gulped and swallowed the thick cum from his squirting stem. The housewife's thighs were shaking badly but she still couldn't stop her finger as it flicked and rubbed at her tortured clitoris.
"Ohhhhh man, that was great!" Jimmy's hands trembled as he pushed Mia's dripping, drooling lips away from his wilting penis. Suddenly Jan realized she had to get away before the two in the garage calmed down and caught her at the window.
Forcing her shaking legs to move, Janet slowly backed out of the bushes. She looked around to make sure no one had seen her in there, then she hurried back to the porch.
The lovely blonde had to force herself to be calm as she called out, "Tommy, Mia! Time for lunch kids! Come on in!" She turned and hurried inside, not wanting to see Jimmy Williams when he slipped out of the garage.
Tommy was the first inside. He flashed Jan a happy white-toothed smile as he toweled himself dry. She tried not to do it but she couldn't keep her eyes from creeping down over his damp, olive-hued flesh until they fastened on the tight, full crotch of his swim trunks.
"Hi! I'm hungry," Mia called out as she dashed in and sat at the table. Jan's eyes darted to her new daughter's pretty face and searched the bland, innocent expression. She tried to find some trace of guilt but found none. For a moment she could almost believe it had all been an awful dream, but then she saw a tiny drop of milky fluid in the corner of the child's mouth and shuddered!
Jan leaned over Tommy's shoulder and, as she set the plate on the table, she stared down at the clear outline of his penis. Just looking at him made the heat between her shapely thighs leap and flame again. She only looked for a second but that was all it took.
"Did you have a nice morning, kids?" She felt foolish trying to make casual conversation with them while her poor pussy burned and twitched, filling her with strange and uncomfortable yearnings.
Tommy answered her with a happy grin and an enthusiastic nod. But it was Mia's answer that shook Janet and made her shudder and twist inside.
"I had a wonderful time. I've met some new people and have learned so many new things," Mia said. She smiled to herself for a moment before she went on, the pink tip of her tongue tracing the outline of her little mouth. "I'm going to love learning to be a real American girl, Mother. It's wonderful!"