Chapter 4
There were strange sounds coming from her mother's bedroom when Sandy came home from school the following day. She recognized them at once. Wayne and her mother were fucking. The bed was creaking, and there were various grunts and groans. There was also the sound of her mother's voice ringing clearly down the hallway.
"Deeper, baby! Stick your big cock in me deeper!" she was moaning. "I'm going to cum any second, I swear!"
Sandy's first reaction was disgust. She had heard sounds lifce these before on occasion, and she'd always rushed out of the house rather than put up with them. There was something obscene about the idea of her mother fucking anyone. It really bothered her. But now she was curious. She'd had some experience with Wayne herself, after all. She wanted to see how her mother handled that huge cock of his.
She crept down the hall and peeked through the half-open door, her heart pounding. The first thing she saw was Wayne's trim ass humping up and down. He was settled deep between her mother's legs, driving his huge cock into her again and again. She could see his sweating face in profile in a mirror across the room.
"So close, baby! I'm so close to cumming!" her mother groaned. "Fuck me with that lovely gross cock of jfours!"
Sandy gazed at the scene in fascination. She was surprised at her mother's language. She'd never heard her speak this way before. And she was also surprised at what the older woman was wearing. Her trim legs were encased in sheer black stockings that ended at mid-thigh. Around her waist was a lacy black garter belt. The elastic black garters were attached by clasps to her stocking tops. '
"Now baby! Now!" the older woman croaked. "You're making me cum with that big thick prick!"
Wayne pumped his ass up and down quickly. He was fucking with deep, steady strokes. But he was very quiet. He didn't say a word, and he made no sounds of pleasure. It was as though he was just going through the motions, servicing the older woman with no thought of his own satisfaction. Sandy couldn't see his cock from where she stood, and she wondered for a moment if he was even hard. But from the sounds her mother was making, it was obvious he was.
"Oh fuck! So good! So good!" Mrs. Lewis groaned. Her hands were clawing at Wayne's back and leaving marks in the skin.
Sandy waited for Wayne to say that he was cumming too, but still he made no sound. Her mother whimpered and groaned for the better part of a minute, and finally she sagged back against her pillow in a heap. But Wayne didn't say a word. He plowed in and out for a while longer, then pulled out his cock and rolled over onto his back. His thick wet cock swayed across his belly like a foot-long hunk of salami.
Sandy crept down the hall to her room. And after a while she heard a murmur or two and the gentle sound of her mother's laughter. The shower began to hiss in the bathroom, and then there were more murmurs as her mother dressed to go out. Sandy tried to concentrate on her school books, but she couldn't. She was listening to every sound down the hall. Finally there was a tap on her door and Mrs. Lewis poked her head into the room.
"Hi honey, I wondered if you were home yet," the older woman smiled. "I have to go back to the hospital for a few hours. They're short-staffed. I wonder if you could help Wayne with dinner? You know how helpless he is."
"Sure, Mom," Sandy replied. "Is there anything special he'd like?"
"Just use your imagination. I'm sure he'd be happy with whatever you give him. You don't mind, do you?"
Sandy smiled. In the past she might have minded, but not now. She wanted to be alone with Wayne for a while. Two or three days had passed since their wild session together. Her feelings were under control again and she felt she could be around him without making a jerk of herself. Besides, she wanted to ask him about the sex he'd just had with her mother. He hadn't seemed to enjoy it much and she wanted to know why.
She waited for a few minutes after her mother left the house. Then she strolled down the hall and walked boldly into the master bedroom. Wayne was sitting on the bed, staring at the floor. He wore a towel around his waist and his hair was still wet from his shower. He turned toward her as she entered and smiled slyly.
"I was wondering which one of us would make the first move," he said. "I was about to come down to your room. But here you are."
"What was it like?" Sandy asked quickly. "What was it like fucking my mother?"
"You heard us, huh?"
"I saw you. I sneaked a peek when you were humping her. You didn't seem to be enjoying it much."
He stood up slowly, and Sandy could see that there was a gross bulge in his towel. His cock was obviously sticking out in front of him. He turned toward her, snapped off his towel, and let her see for herself. His prick bounced up and down in the air like a tree branch. It was puffy and swollen and nearly a foot long.
"I didn't enjoy it much, no. In fact I didn't even cum. As you can see, I still have a pretty healthy hard-on. I thought about jerking off while I was in the shower, but then I decided to wait and see if you paid me a visit."
"Why didn't you cum? Don't you like my mom anymore?"
"I like her tine. I just don't find her as sexually appealing as you, that's all. Not after the other day. I guess I like young stuff."
They stood staring at each other for a while, neither one of them speaking. Sandy's eyes drifted down his body, over his bulging chest and flat belly. He really was in amazing shape for a man his age. No wonder her mother got off on him. And that cock! It really was gross. A shudder went through her as she imagined what it would feel like inside her. It would probably make Terry's cock seem like a limp noodle.
"Have you ever sucked a man off?" Wayne asked suddenly. "Have you ever licked and sucked a man's balls and then taken his cock into your mouth till he blasts his load down your throat?"
"You know I haven't," Sandy blushed. "I haven't done anything like that."
"Would you like to learn? Now would be a great time for me to teach you all you need to know about cock-sucking. I could teach you to use your mouth on a man like a hundred-dollar whore."
"I could never get that thing in my mouth," she muttered, nodding at his cock. "It's too big. It would choke me."
"I'll teach you how to do it. Come over here. Kneel down on the floor. Crouch between my legs."
He sat on the foot of the bed and spread his legs wide. His balls settled on the coverlet and his cock jutted up in his lap like some enormous growth. He held out his hand toward her, as if he was inviting her to dance. He was smiling slyly the whole time, as though he knew she wouldn't refuse.
"What if I don't want to?" she teased. "Maybe it's gone far enough between us, this sex thing."
"It's only just beginning, and we both know it. You love sex as much as the rest of us, little girl. You just don't like to admit it. Come, get down on your hands and knees and lick Wayne's balls, that's a good little bitch."
Sandy's heart pounded. What he said was true. And she wanted to lick his cock and balls so much her mouth was watering. But she hesitated. She didn't want to appear too eager. Besides, only a few minutes earlier, he'd been fucking her mother right here in this very bed. It gave her kind of a funny feeling to think about using the same bed with him.
"What are you waiting for, little girl? You scared of old Wayne's big prick? Relax. I'll tell you what to do. It won't bite."
Slowly Sandy moved over in front of him. She stood between his legs for a moment and then sank down to her knees. She clasped her hands to his naked thighs and gazed up into his face. Her breathing was heavy with excitement. She licked her lips and made them shine brightly.
"Don't touch my cock with your hands till I tell you," he began. "I want you just to use your mouth and tongue to begin with. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Sandy muttered.
"Good. Now stick your tongue out and lick one of my balls. Get used to the feel of it."
He leaned back on his hands and stared down at her, his legs spread as wide as they would go. And Sandy clutched his thighs and gazed at the wrinkled pouch of his balls. She leaned forward, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue. She touched the tip to his left ball and immediately glanced up at him for approval. He nodded slowly and smiled.
"Lick it. Scrape your tongue all over it," he coaxed. "And when it's good and wet do the other one."
Her tongue flattened out, and she began wiping it up and down his swollen ball. The nut shifted in its sac and she had to follow it back and forth and from side to side. The skin of his ball bag stretched and unrolled. It was like velvet to the touch. Sandy felt a lewd thrill go through her. She wondered if her mother did this for him.
"Good. Very good," he praised. "Now the other one. Lick both balls till they're good and wet. Soak 'em up nice."
She shifted over to his other ball, coating this one in the wet of her mouth as well. Her head tilted to one side as she slipped her tongue beneath the ball and raised it. It sat balanced on her tongue for a second before rolling off and stretching the skin of his sac again. He gave a little howl of pleasure and grinned at her.
"Good stuff, baby. Now try to suck one of them. Take one of my balls in your mouth and suck on it like it was a big piece of candy. Make old Wayne feel good."
Sandy's mouth opened wide. She chased his right ball down and caught it against her lips. She held it trapped for a second alongside his thigh. Then her mouth was easing over it and she was rolling it back on her tongue. Her lips closed over it and she began to suck loudly.
Wayne groaned. She was teasing his ball with her tongue, licking and tickling it. And she was raising her head slightly, so that the skin of his ball sac was stretched. She bathed his aching ball in her mouth and tugged gently on his nut pouch at the same time. Her hands stroked up and down his thighs, but she made no attempt to touch his cock.
The shaft was angled up over his belly, and as she sucked on his balls, it shifted from side to side. Two big ugly veins throbbed in its side. It was thick and huge. A fat pearl of clear slime oozed from its tip and dripped to his belly. It tilted farther and farther upwards as she snorted about between his legs.
"Your balls are so big and swollen," she gasped, spitting out his ball. "I guess it feels pretty good to have them sucked, hub?"
"You guessed right, baby. Now suck the other one for a while and then we'll set you to work on my cock. I'm really going to be ready for some good cock-sucking."
She shifted to his other ball and sucked it into her mouth. She repeated her teasing and tugging. And now her hands were up on either side of his belly, within inches of his straining hard-on. For a second he thought she was going to make a grab for his cock. But she didn't. She seemed quite willing to do as she was told and wait for his instructions.
He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes for a few seconds. He couldn't see much of her face anyway. He loved the feel of her sweet teen-aged mouth on his balls. Her tongue was really working wonders. And he wondered just how long he could hold back his cum-load. His cock had been hard or semi-hard for a long time now, ever since he started fucking her mother. His balls were numb and heavy with a load big enough to choke a horse.
"Lick my cock now, baby," he croaked suddenly, raising himself up on his elbows. "Start at the base and lick all the way up to the head. And take your time."
She spit out his ball and glanced at him. She made a move to grab his cock in her hand to steady it, but he stopped her. He still didn't want her to touch it. He wanted her to use her mouth and notjiing else. She smiled and stuck out her tongue. She touched the tip to the base of his cock and began to swirl it around.
"Yeah, like that. Nice and slow," he moaned. "Lick Wayne's cock! Make him feel real good!"
The base of his cock was as thick as her arm. It took her some time to cover it all with her tongue. Then very slowly she began to move higher. She nipped at the shaft with her lips and licked it and then nipped it some more. Her face tilted this way and that. Her eyes were on his face the whole time. She wanted to see what effect she was having on him with her mouth.
"You're the best, baby, the fucking best!" he grunted, meeting her gaze. "You're even better than your mother, and she's a fucking expert with her mouth. You've got her talent and more."
Sandy smiled. Then she found one of the ugly blue veins with the tip of her tongue and she followed it up the underside of his shaft. His cock twitched and rolled to the left. She went with it, keeping her tongue locked to the big vein. Just beneath the cock-head she flicked it and it styayed back and forth over his belly.
He rdised himself up farther on the bed, till he was almost sitting up. His cock heaved out and down so that it was pointing at her face. She began licking up one side of it and then up the other, still not touching it with her hands. Finally she planted her lips on the head in a wet kiss and kept them there. She looked like she was about to blow into it. Her eyes returned to his face and she smiled.
"Should I suck it now?" she mumbled around the big cock. "Should I put your big cock in my mouth and suck it?"
"Yeah, baby. Slide your lips down over the head. See how much of it you can get in your sweet sucking mouth," he hissed.
Sandy took a deep breath, as if she was about to duck under water. Then she folded her lips very slowly down over the purple head of his prick. It slid onto her tongue and bumped against the roof of her mouth. She paused for a second and then eased an inch of thick cock-shaft between her lips. Then another. And another. She rested, with her eyes downcast and her nostrils flaring. Then she crammed another inch of hard cock into her mouth.
"Don't choke yourself, baby. Go nice and slow," he coaxed. "That's one giant hunk of cock-meat you're taking on there."
He wasn't kidding, thought Sandy. But she pressed on gamely and managed to get another inch of prick into her face. Her lips were stretched to capacity around the throbbing bulk of his cock. She could feel every pulse of the two blue veins. She raised her eyes to his face as if to ask for further instruction. Did he want her to go farther, or had she sucked in enough? Already she felt like gagging.
"One more inch, baby, and we'll call it a day," he gasped. "Let it go way back in your throat."
She went right on gazing into his face for a while. Her pretty face was swollen out of shape around his giant cock. Then she tilted down her head and gulped yet another inch of pounding cock into her mouth. She even went farther than he asked, and took in another half inch. But there she stopped. She really couldn't take in any more.
"Okay, enough," he croaked, unable to take his eyes off her. "Now slide your mouth up and down. Fuck me with your face. And it's all right to use your hand now. Squeeze the base of my cock and jerk it up and down while you suck."
Sandy drew her mouth back up the length of his giant prick. The shaft was slick and shiny with saliva. Then, when only the purple head remained between her lips, she plunged back down, taking over six inches of cock back into her face. Her head began bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm. Her fingers closed around the base of the shaft and she jacked it up and down, just as he asked.
"That's it. Fucking perfect. Suck my cock like that," he gasped, his eyes glued to her swollen face. "Fuck, you're a good little cock-sucker!"
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned. Her eyes were closed and her face was tense with concentration. Her lips were stretched wide around his prick. She drove her head up and down as if her life depended on it. Her fist was a blur of motion on the bottom of the shaft. She was snorting loudly. Her lips made wet slurping sounds up the length of his cock.
Then suddenly she stopped. Without being told to, she slipped his hard-on from her mouth and began licking up and down the length of it. Her mouth was half-open and she was gasping for breath. But she was working on the cock the whole time. And her fist never stopped squeezing and pumping the base.
"Does it really feel that good?" she panted. "Does my mouth really feel good on your cock?"
"Fucking right! Put it back in there, baby! I'm about to shoot my load! I want to shoot a gallon and a half of hot cum into your sweet sucking mouth!"
Sandy grinned. Then her fist quit pumping for a second or two and she started rubbing his hard-on against her face. She gripped his cock like a weapon and smeared its purple head against her cheeks and nose and forehead. It oozed clear cock-cream and left gooey trails all over her skin. She moaned with pleasure as she daubed herself with his pre-cum slime.
"Hey, baby, anymore of that and I'll shoot in your face," he groaned. "Do you want a faceful of hot spunk?"
"Yes! Cum in my face!" she begged. "I want to feel your hot jizz splattering on my nose and cheeks and in my eyes! Do it to me! Cum in my cock-sucking face!"
For a moment he was speechless. All he could do was stare down at her in disbelief. She rubbed his cock-head hard against her cheek, then into her left eye. And just as quickly she stuffed his prick back in her mouth and began to suck all over again. Her fist resumed its steady pumping on the cock base. Her free hand came up and squeezed his dangling balls.
He began to tremble with excitement. And all at once he lost control. Her dirty request had sent him too close to the edge. His cock flexed in her hand and spurted a giant wad of cum into her mouth. Spunk flooded her tongue, clogged her throat and ballooned out her cheeks. She began coughing, and two streamers of silver goo oozed out the corners of her mouth.
"Sonofabitch! Oh fuck!" he yelled. "Cumming in your cock-sucking mouth!" He heaved his cock forward through the clutch of her fingers, trying to plunge it deeper into her mouth. But already she was rearing back her head and pulling his spurting cock from between her lips. She held it alongside her face and squeezed it hard while her mouth sagged open with the weight of his first jet. Cum poured from her lips and off her tongue like heavy cream. It rolled down her chin and dripped off her face.
But his cock was still spurting, and it shot a streamer of spunk all the way up the right side of her face. The jet crossed her eye and much of it got caught on her lashes. The rest continued up over her forehead and into her hair. She winced, clenched shut her eye and shifted his prick to the other side of her face. It promptly fired off another long jet up over her left eye and over her temple.
"Cumming in your face! Oh fuck! Cumming in your cock-sucking face!" he croaked. "Sonofabitch!"
Another stream of white cum fountained up her face. It shot up alongside her nose and right between her eyes. Then it got snagged in the hair over her forehead and hung there like a piece of string. Part of the jet rolled back down on the other side of her nose, like a creamy tear.
Sandy had caught her breath by now, and she hauled his cock down in front of her open mouth. She jacked it up and down in her fist and aimed the rest of his cum right between her lips, letting it skitter over her tongue and into the back of her throat. The jets grew shorter and weaker, till his cock was simply oozing slime. She held her tongue underneath and caught what she could.
"You're a crazy little cock-sucker! You're even wilder than your mother!" he moaned, watching her closely. "Fuck, you just love cum, don't you?"
Sandy couldn't answer. Her mouth was overflowing with thick, creamy cum. Thick streams of silver jizz rolled down her face on either side of her nose. Both her eyes were sealed shut with slime. Her face was a mess of splattered spunk. But she was smiling. And as soon as she could she stuffed his cock back in her drooling mouth and sucked some more.