Chapter 6
Kathy broke the silence as she looked over at the scowling boy behind the wheel. "Bob-you don't have to give me the silent treatment. This wasn't my idea, you know...."
The comment drew no reply from the boy, and a frown crossed the girl's pretty face. "Damn it, come off it. You act like all of this is my fault. You think I like what we're going to do?"
The question made Bob turn his attention away from the early evening traffic. "Yeah, that's exactly what I think. I think you don't give a damn, as long as you get fucked. What's more, in a way all of this is your fault. If you hadn't been so hot for my dad's cock none of this might have happened...."
Kathy's frown deepened. "Oh, hell. I try to like you, but sometimes you make me sick. You're just like all men, you want to fuck everything you can, then blame it on the girl. I don't think a guilty man was ever born...."
Bob had to grim. "Well, I guess it depends on your point of view. Oh hell, Kathy-I'm not blaming you for what happened between you and Dad. I imagine the truth is he was more than ready to fuck you. But I have an idea you were more than ready for him to do it, too. And I also have a feeling that you did take first step; at least you came to his house, he didn't go to yours. But what the hell-that's all beside the point. It happened, and now we're all in a mess. It's not your fault that Jack got into the act, he's the one that's really got us over the barrel...."
Kathy turned a puzzled face toward her companion. "This is the part I don't really understand. I don't see exactly how he fits into the picture. Oh, I understand he's your mother's brother, and all that, but I'm not sure just how he got control of everybody, and why he's making us do these things."
Bob's face was grim as he slowed for a stop sign. "I'm not sure about all the details myself. I know he's got some pictures of Mom that he's holding over her head, and of course he's gotten to me through her." He paused and turned to the girl as the car stopped. "What about you? He threaten to go to your parents or something?"
Kathy looked straight ahead as she nodded. "Yeah He's got some pictures of me, too, that he took the other night, although I still can't figure out when or how. He must have one of them little tiny cameras like you see on TV. Anyway he's got the pictures, that's for sure." The girl turned to look at Bob as he slid the car into motion. "There's just one more thing I don't understand. I can't figure why your mother let him fuck her in the first place, before he had the pictures. Now don't get sore-I think your mother's nice, even though I know she hates my guts. That's the point-that's why I'm surprised she'd have anything to do with that lousy brother of hers...."
"Mom thinks he drugged her with something. I guess he must have; I know she wouldn't have done anything with him otherwise. Hell, he's her own brother...."
"Yeah, and you're her own son, too...." The girl stopped abruptly as Bob turned toward her. "Oh, I didn't mean that the way it sounded . .
But the boy was past anger; his voice reflected only resignation. "Don't apologise; you've got a point. I don't know, Kathy-I don't know what the hell the score is. I'm sure mom wouldn't have ... well, that we never would have done anything if she hadn't been about out of her skull about the other. But what the hell-there's no use any of us making excuses for ourselves or anybody else in this mess. Not one of us is filly white, so the thing to do is to stop worrying about who's to blame and start figuring a way to get out of it. And that's hard to do because I don't actually know exactly what we're in-I mean what Jack's angle really is. I know he's pretty well making whores out of us, but I don't know why. I know he's not just taking money for our services. At least I don't think that's it...."
The young girl at Bob's side shivered in the early evening chill. "Gee, I'm cold. Would you mind turning the heater on a little?" Once again she turned to look at him, and this time her expression reflected none of her usual fresh assurance. "Bob, I ... well, I guess I'm scared. I try to act like I'm not, but I am. I ... I've never done anything like this before. I feel like a ... a whore, and I don't like it. Golly, I wish I'd never gotten into this. I'll admit I was hot for your dad, but I never thought...."
For the first time Bob felt some compassion for the young girl beside him. It was suddenly obvious that most of her slightly obnoxious attitude was actually a cover for self-doubt and insecurity. One of his hands went to her soft thigh below her micro-mini skirt. "You don't have to be scared, Kathy. I'm not sure what these people want, but it's just sex. Maybe we'll even enjoy it, at least physically. I'm a little puzzled, too ... Jack said it's a man and his wife we're going to see. Well, hell-it'll take a good bit to surprise me from now on...."
"Martini okay for you, Bob?"
"That's fine, Mr. ... Brown. Sounds like what I need...."
The man behind the bar chuckled. "That's good, because I think you and Kathy are what we need." He turned to the young girl who sat nervously on one end of the motel suite's couch. "How about you, honey? Martini okay, or you want something else?" He paused and ran his eyes appreciately over her figure.
"Maybe you're to young to drink, come to think of it. I sure wouldn't want to corrupt a sweet young thing like you. Of course fucking is different; I don't think that could corrupt anybody. You agree Kathy?"
The pretty but nervous girl made herself smile. "I ... I guess you're right. I would like to have a martini, though...."
The man's chuckle exploded again. "Right about what, sweetheart? You mean about fucking? You're not afraid of the word, are you? Hell. you're here so I can fuck your cunt with my prick, aren't you? Let me hear you say it."
Kathy swallowed as she looked quickly at Bob for some sort of support that he could not really give her. He shrugged imperceptably and the increasingly nervous girl turned back to the middle-aged, balding man with the lewd grin. "Yes, I ... that's what I'm here for, Mr. Brown."
The man's grin faded in displeasure. "Damn it, you know what I want to hear you say. What the hell's the matter with you? You gonna be a difficult little pussy?"
Kathy fought back a tear as she realized that she had no recourse from the man's vulgarity. It would clearly be best not to further aggravate him....
"I don't want to be difficult, Mr. Brown. Like you said I'm here so ... so you can fuck me. So you fuck my cunt with your prick. There-is that what you wanted to hear?"
Part of the man's grin returned as he came from behind the bar and approached the pretty girl with a drink in both hands. "That's okay for starters. There are other things too, you know. For instance, I may use your mouth more than your cunt. How are you at sucking pricks? You like to swallow a man's come when he shoots in your mouth?"
"Howard, that's not fair. You're embarrassing Kathy, and I don't blame...."
"I'm not the least bit interested in what you blame or don't blame, Susan." The man turned angrily toward the woman who had been almost silent since the young couple's arrival. Bob looked at the man's wife closely for the first time; he was a little surprised to realize that she was much younger than her husband, probably not much over thirty. She had what appeared to be a good figure, and her face was reasonably pretty, but her expression made her seem tired and less attractive than she actually was. Bob began to suspect that she had little stomach for her husband's current activities....
The man seemed unduly annoyed with his wife. "Susan, sometimes I think you're not capable of learning a damn thing. I don't know why I let you participate in a party like this; I suppose it's because I always hope that some strange prick will loosen you up and make you see things the way they are. But you never change, never learn. I wonder if you'll even come when Bob fucks you. Or if you even want to be fucked, for that matter. How about that, anyway? Do you want this young man to fuck you, Susan?"
The woman's reply was low, but she did not blush or hesitate. "I want to do whatever you want me to, darling. I...."
"Oh God damn. You females are all alike, and you're worse than Kathy because you know what I want to hear. Now-tell me exactly what you want Bob to do to you...."
The woman's face was expressionless as she began to reply that Bob knew was wholly for her husband's benefit. "I want Bob to fuck me. I want to have him put his prick in me and fuck me like you do, Howard. I'll be glad to have him do it, because I know how much you enjoy watching me get fucked. Maybe you can have Kathy suck your prick while you watch so you can have a come in her mouth when I come from Bob's nice prick up my cunt..
The man seemed only partly satisfied with his wife's response. "Nice prick? How do you know that he's got a nice prick? Have you seen it?"
Bob and Kathy listened to the odd and vulgar exchange between the man and his wife with growing distaste and concern. Bob began to realize that the man was not entirely normal, even by the loose standards of his own recent experience. But there was little he could do except take things as they came. He felt a little sorry for Kathy when he looked at her flushed face....
Then the man's strident voice recaptured Bob's attention. " ... ought to be a little bit more humble. That's the trouble with all women-they don't know their place. You agree with me, Susan? You ought to learn your place, but you never do. Am I right?"
His wife nodded in a perfunctory way. "You're right, darling. Anything you say...."
The man nodded. "You bet I'm right. Think you need a little lesson in humility. Let's see...." He paused as he once more looked at Bob and Kathy. " ... maybe that'll teach you something, although I doubt it. But we'll try it ... Alright, Susan, I've decided what you'll do to show your place. Are you willing?"
The woman nodded woodenly. "I told you, Howard-anything you say."
"Okay. What I think I'll have you do is lick Kathy's ass. In fact you better tongue-fuck her asshole a little. You can suck her pussy, too, but I want your main effort on her asshole. That sound good to you?"
"Wonderful, Howard. Wonderful...."
Bob looked closely at the man as he waited for an outburst triggered by his wife's subtle but obvious sarcasm. But for some reason the outburst failed to come, and the boy found himself even more puzzled by the strange couple who were his uncle's clients.
The man's attention seemed to have focused entirely on Kathy, and in this respect at least Bob decided that he was normal enough. The boy found himself oddly aroused by the coming scene between the two women. Kathy was an infinitely sexy little thing, and the older woman seemed also to have a promising body. Well, what the hell-the thing to do was to relax and enjoy what would have to be an interesting evening....
And the tableau organized by the man seemed to bear out Bob's conclusion. He took full charge of the proceedings as he turned once more, still with his curiously flat grin, to the pretty fifteen year old girl.
"Stand up, Kathy, so Susan and I can see you. I'll say one thing for you kids-I don't agree with a lot of the things you do, but I'm all for the mini-skirt. Especially when the girl's legs are as pretty as your legs and tits, if that's all you I'm seeing ..
Kathy had recovered some of her composure. She felt a surge of returning confidence as once more she basked in the satisfaction of her power over an adult male. I'm glad you like my breasts, Mr. Brown. It's all me you're seeing; I don't even have a bra on, much less falsies ... I've never needed them since I was eleven..
"Eleven ... damn, you kids do mature fast these days. I bet you were fucking by twelve ... Who fucked you first, Kathy? If he's got any sense it was your father. I know I couldn't have a pretty little cunt like you around the house without screwing it...."
"Oh, Howard, don't ask her that. A girl doesn't like to...."
Her husband's look stopped the woman. "God, Susan, you're flat impossible. You never learn a thing; I'm surprised you can read and write. Get up and come over here. I've got to get that tongue of yours occupied some way before it drives us all crazy. Move, damn it-get your ass over here!"
Bob watched the woman move quickly to do her husband's bidding. He got a better look at her figure as she walked; it was extremely good for a woman of her age. Bob wondered idly whether she would prove to be as untalented at love making as her husband's attitude suggested....
And then the man's actions brought Bob's attention to a focus on the immediate scene. "Okay, Susan, stand here in front of Kathy for a minute so she can see what land of a woman is going to suck her ass. What do you think of her, Kathy? She's really not too bad, although she sure as hell doesn't have the fresh charm of a girl your age. How do you like her figure? Go ahead, feel her ... see how her tits compare to yours. I can tell you one difference-she sure as hell has to wear a brassiere. Her boobs are so big they'd hang down to her cunt by now if she hadn't been wearing one. As it is, they don't really sag too damn much, I guess ... Go on, get 'em, if you want to . .
The pretty young girl found herself fascinated by the turn of events. Though she had no real tendencies toward lesbianism, Kathy was interested in the bodies of other females and she found herself particularly intrigued by the mature but well formed figure of the woman before her. The girl had never really had an opportunity to examine an adult woman before, and she was curious and excited....
Kathy looked at the woman's breasts as she moved closer. She hesitated for a moment, then with a quick somewhat guilty glance up into the woman's eyes, brought her hands up to touch and then lightly cup the full mounds of the heavy but out-thrust breasts. The contact, even through clothes, sent an unexpected thrill through the intent girl....
The reaction was not missed by the man. "Well, Kathy, you must like my wife's boobs. I can see why you would; they are pretty nice. Maybe I've just had 'em too long to really appreciate 'em any more." He paused and grinned at his wife as she stood quietly and submitted to Kathy's fondling. "You know, honey, it's been a long time since I fucked your tits. When was it, anyway? About a year ago?"
The woman looked down at Kathy's working hands as she replied. "Longer than that, darling. About three years, unless you count that time at Ethel's party...."
The man laughed. "Yeah, that was a blast, that party. Somebody fucked you dog fashion while I screwed your tits, didn't they? I can't remember too much about it ... hell, it doesn't matter anyway .. " He turned again to Kathy. "Well, I want to know what you think, baby. Give me the female slant on my wife's tits."
Kathy stilled her hands and looked at the man. "I think they're beautiful, Mr. Brown. At least from what I can tell like this ... I hope mine are as pretty when I'm her age...."
The man seemed suddenly dissatisfied with the lack of progress. "Hell, we got too much conversation and not enough action. Susan, you get your little chore over so we can get down to business. Bob and I haven't had a thing yet. Go on-get with it. Lick her ass and bugger her a little with your tongue...."
Bob noticed that the woman's face whitened somewhat. It was apparent that she had no desire to perform the task assigned by her husband, but it was equally obvious that she would not resist his desires. The boy found himself wondering again about the basic relationship between this strange couple....
But such thoughts gave way to a direct interest in the act at hand. Without any apparent hesitation the older woman took the iniative as she smiled faintly and put her hands on Kathy's shoulders. "Well, Kathy, well have to do what he says. You should enjoy it; you're strictly on the receiving end this time. I think it would be best for both of us to undress completely."
Her husband agreed. "Yeah, I want both of you to strip. And just go ahead and do it; don't make a big deal out of it this time. Come on-let's see some skin. Better yet, some tittie and pussy...."
The two females drew slightly apart but continued to stare at each other as they disrobed. Bob found his attention drawn to the older woman; he had, after all, already seen Kathy's beautiful young body. And his attention was well rewarded; Susan's figure was better than he had expected. Full and mature, she carried her well developed flesh gracefully and with few visible signs of the encroachment of age. It suddenly dawned on Bob that she was really fairly young; probably she was barely past the age of thirty that seemed to have such an effect on trustworthiness.
His eyes narrowed as Susan reached behind her back to release the catches of her bra and spill her heavy and sensous breasts into freedom. The full globes swung and quivered in a way that reminded him of Jill ... although this woman was far from being as beautiful as his mother....
This line of thought produced a quick stab of mild guilt and Bob hurriedly refocused his attention on the increasingly nude woman in front of him. She was well worth any man's attention....
"How you like her, Bob? For an old woman she's pretty choice pussy, isn't she?" Brown's booming voice made Bob nod and start to reply.
"Hey, this little cunt you brought me is first class stuff, too. It's hard to believe she's just fifteen. God, look at those little cunt lips peepin' out at you. You ever seen a prettier shade of pink?" The man's question made Bob turn slightly to look at Kathy; she was a pretty sight....
But the boy could not keep his eyes off the charms of the older woman. He felt his penis begin to harden and expand in his trousers as the old, familiar feeling swept through his loins. At least the doubts he had had about the attractiveness of his partner for the evening had been unfounded. On the ride over he had wondered whether it would be hard to force himself to have sex with an older woman. Only one thing about the situation now seemed hard, and he would have to pull that out of his trousers before long
But the first act had been assigned to the females, and Bob and the man found themselves in the roles of impatient but interested spectators. Susan and Kathy were both nude now, and they looked at each other's body appreciately.
"Gee, Mrs. Brown, you have a lovely figure. Your breasts are so big and nice ... I thought-well, I really thought that they'd sag a lot, but they don't Golly, I wish my boobs were as big as yours...."
The woman laughed. "They probably will be Kathy. I think yours will get a lot bigger yet, and most women would be glad to have them just like they are now. Are they very sensitive? Your nipples, I mean-does it get to you for a man to suck them?"
"Oh yes-yes, it does. Especially the left one. For some reason it's more sensitive than the other one. Have you ever heard of that before?"
The woman laughed again as the females seemed to forget the presence of their interested spectators. She moved closer to Kathy and again brought her hands up to cup the girl's trim young breasts.
'Yes, I have. My sister said one of her nipples was more sensitive than the other. I forget which one it is, but she had her husband sleep on the side of the bed that makes him seem to suck on that tit the most."
Kathy giggled as she covered the woman's hands with her own. 'I never thought of that, but I guess it does make a difference, doesn't it? The thing is I've never had a chance to really sleep with a man. I mean actually spend all night in bed with him. I guess there are a lot of little things that you miss when you just fuck like I have so far...."
"Very interesting, but I told you two a while ago that I wanted less talk and more action. You did hear me, Susan, didn't you?"
The smile on his wife's face faded slightly but did not disappear as she once more succumbed to the man. "Yes, Howard, I heard you. I told you I'd do whatever you wanted ..
"Well, damn it, quit talking about it and do it. I'm about to decide you're stalling, and for your sake I don't want to come to that conclusion. You may remember what happened the last time that happened...."
Bob watched the woman quiver slightly. It was obvious that she did remember, and that recollection was not a pleasant one. She turned again to Kathy, who had stood silently through the exchange between husband and wife. Kathy seemed to have overcome her previous nervousness, and Bob sensed that she looked forward to the coming events with eager anticipation. Damn, she was getting quite an education for a fifteen year old....
"On the couch, darling. I'll start by licking your cunt a little, then you can turn around and get on your knees so I can get to your bottom. I'll try to make it nice for you."
The woman took Kathy's small hand and led her the few steps to the couch. She pressed the pretty girl gently down into a sitting position as Bob and the man moved in close to watch the proceedings. Kathy looked suddenly almost out of place as she stared up at the men while she kept her pretty young legs primly together.
"Darling, relax. Spread your legs so I can get to your pussy...." Susan's voice was soft and reassuring as she dropped to her knees in front of the seated girl. Bob found the woman puzzling; she was clearly performing only at her husband's insistance, and yet it was hard to escape the feeling that she was looking forward to the perverted acts that he had demanded of her. Well, hell-either way the show would be an interesting one....
That's better. Spread a little more so I can kneel right between them. Kathy, your skin is so soft and smooth ... It feels good just to touch it." The woman's hands traced little patterns over the white flesh as she spoke softly.
"It feels good to have you touch me like that, Mrs. Brown. I...."
"Susan, darling. Call me Susan. Formality seems a little out of place, since I'm about to suck your cunt and asshole. And speaking of your cunt ... Kathy, it's lovely. Because it's so young, I guess, but it's simply exquisite." The woman on her knees between the legs of the seated teen-age girl laughed and smiled up at her. "That probably sounds like I'm a lesbian, and I'm not. I don't think I'm really even bisexual, because basically I strongly prefer men. But I suppose I could be called versatile; living with Howard would make any woman that way..
The man standing behind her snorted. I'll assume that was a compliment. But I'm gonna raise hell if you don't turn off this eternal yapping and use that overworked tongue of yours for something better. Get with it; I want to see that tongue in her cunt and then her asshole."
And finally the flow of conversation did cease. The woman's eyes returned to the succulent young femininity so enticingly displayed before her and after a moment her hands went to the inner surfaces of Kathy's spread thighs to begin to knead little patterns in the firm flesh as they worked slowly inward toward the apex of the girl's sex....
Bob saw both of the females tremble slightly in reaction to an act that had barely begun. Kathy closed her eyes and muttered something that he could not understand, then opened them again to stare down at the hands on her inner thighs that were causing such a powerful reaction from their light touch....
But the touch was an experienced and effective one. Kathy quivered again as the fingers found the lips of her wet, pouting vagina and caressed them softly. The aroused girl threw her head back and spread her legs wider. "Oh, God ... your fingers drive me up the wall. Please, put one in my pussy. Finger fuck me for a little, anyway...."
Susan's voice was low and Bob could barely hear her reply. "Alright, darling. Your little cunny is delicious, like everything about you. You reach down and spread the lips for me, dearest...."
The girl began to moan softly with her eyes closed as she complied. Bob shifted slightly for a better view as the young girl brought both hands to her crotch, and after a brief moment of hesitation, pulled the pink lips of her wet vagina apart in invitation to the older woman's fingers. Susan seemed to accept the invitation willingly; one and then two fingers from her right hand slipped between the pretty lips and into the humid depths of Kathy's fenrininity. The fingers of her left hand began a short trip downward beyond the eager vagina to a second orfice that was smaller but also sensitive.
"Oh! Oh, golly ... that feels so funny. I ... I never had anybody put a finger there ... Are you-are you really going to ... to finger fuck my asshole?"
Susan was leaning forward now as she tried to see the young treasures at her fingertips. 'I'm going to finger-bugger you, then I'm going to suck your little asshole, Kathy. I have to do it, but I don't mind. I think your whole body is sweet and pretty, and I'll be glad to put my tongue in your bum, darling . .
Bob felt his penis surge again as he listened to the woman's gentle, but vulgar words. The whole scene seemed unreal to the aroused boy, but the two beautifully nude women before him were real enough. He suddenly wished that Brown-would end the preliminaries so that he could relieve his need in the body of the man's wife, as was apparently planned. And yet Bob was fascinated by the scene between the two women and did not want it to end ...
"Alright, Susan, get on with it. Suck her cunt now, and then her asshole. I want to see you use your tongue." Brown's words made Bob think that the man shared his views.
But the women seemed now to be in a world of their own; for the first time Susan ignored her husband's words, and Bob knew that she had probably not even heard him. In any case her own instincts seemed to parallel the man's, and after a brief further exploration of Kathy's vagina and anus with her fingers Susan withdrew them and plunged both of them into her mouth. She seemed to savor the intimate fluids of the girl's young body....
Kathy had not been prepared for the sudden withdrawal of pleasure giving fingers. "Oh! Oh, gee, why did you ..Her eyes popped open and she seemed startled to see that the woman now had the fingers in her mouth. "Golly Mrs. Brown-Susan-it seems funny ... Do you-well, I mean do you really like to suck your fingers after they've been in my ... my pussy and asshole?"
The woman looked at Kathy and smiled as she slowly drew the fingers from her red lips. "Yes, darling-I like your taste. Now I'm going to taste you a little more directly. Here-scoot forward a little more so I can get to you better...."
The male audience watched attentively as Kathy moved nearer the edge of the couch and spread her pretty young legs even farther. Without further delay the woman leaned forward and pressed her face to the wet curls of Kathy's vibrant mound. She moved her head from side to side for a moment as she teased Kathy's vaginal lips with her nose, then with a little moan of passion shot her eager tongue between those lips and into the succulent channel of Kathy's girlhood.
"Oh, God!"
Kathy's hands locked around the woman's head as they pulled her tightly into the streaming crotch. The girl's legs lifted involuntarily and quivered from the intensity of her need. That need was being met in a way that was new to her, by the tongue of another female in her vagina....
But this phase was to be a brief one; before Kathy could fully respond to the stimulus Susan withdrew her wet face from the teenager's loins and smiled up at her protesting face.
"Oh, please ... please. I was about to come. You shouldn't have stopped. Please suck me off. I want to come...."
"You'll come, darling; IT! see to it But I have to do it another way. I'm going to bugger you with my tongue now, Kathy. If your little asshole is as sensitive as I think it is you'll come without any trouble. If it's not I'll suck your cunt again, or something...." The woman paused as she looked down at Kathy's squirming body. "Let's see ... I guess you can put your legs over my shoulders ... No, I think it'll be better for you to turn around so I can get to you better. Get on your hands and knees, darling, with your sweet little bottom toward me. Hurry, I'm as hot as you are...."
Kathy gave a little squeal as she scrambled to the new position. In a moment she was on hands and knees with her small but lush bottom pointed at the kneeling woman and the men standing behind her. The trio paused, motionless, for a brief interval while they enjoyed the visual pleasures offered to them by the girl's young curves.
"Please ... please, I'm so damn hot. Aren't you going to ... do what you said? Please-bring me off. Suck my asshole, or my pussy or something...."
"Don't worry, darling, I'm going to give you what you want...." Susan's voice was strained with her own need. She moved a little closer to the waiting, twitching buttocks and finally brought her hands up to take possession of the firm flesh. Her fingers toyed with the white globes for a minute, then slowly spread the halves to reveal the intimate crevice between them.
"Damn...."
The softly spoken word surprised Bob; it had come from the man at his side. Brown was now obviously captivated by the succulent young flesh before him, as any normal male had to be. Bob was no less affected; the fact that he was already familiar with Kathy's charms in no way diminished the impact of the present but infinitely sensuous scene.
And the woman seemed more aroused by her enforced task than anybody else. Bob sensed that the act was far from distasteful to her as she continued to fondle the flesh of Kathy's spread buttocks while her eyes roved over the crease between them.
"Kathy, baby-your ass as sweet Bend forward a little more so I can get to your little bum hole better. That's it-good. Now reach back and keep your cheeks spread for me if you can...."
The girl moaned quietly as she lowered her swaying breasts to the surface of the couch and supported herself on her chest to free her hands. She reached around her hips to take over the job of holding her buttocks apart.
With her hands now free, Susan began to trace a pattern down the little crease with one finger. The finger stopped at the puckered aperture that was Kathy's anus, then began to probe and push at the sensitive flesh.
"OhI Oh, golly-that feel's so funny. I ... go ahead, it doesn't hurt. Can you ... well, can you play with my cunny, too?"
Susan laughed. "I can and I will. I need to get my finger nice and wet anyway before I put it up your bottom, and I can't think of a nicer place to do it than in your little pussy. God, Kathy-you're about the wettest little thing I've ever seen. Most girls aren't that wet when they come...."
The girl's bottom quivered as she replied. "I ... I guess I do get awfully wet. I don't know why, I just do. But it makes it easier sometimes when a boy fucks me...."
It's going to make it easier for you now, too. Of course Howard will have to use some vaseline if he cornholes you, but your own juice will be plenty for my fingers, I think. There ... that doesn't hurt, does it?"
Kathy squirmed under the finger that probed an entry to her aroused rectum and stopped at the first knuckle. "I ... no, it doesn't hurt. I've had ... well, actually a couple of boys have had a finger in me there while they fucked me. One joker made me get on top and face his feet so he could finger fuck my asshole while I rode his prick. I didn't really like that too much ... oh God!"
Bob leaned closer as he watched the finger slip into the girl to the second joint. The single slim, feminine finger seemed to stretch Kathy's little anus and Bob wondered how she could ever accommodate Brown's penis if he decided to use her in that way. Bob felt his own penis throb and he realized in surprise that he had been unconsciously rubbing the rigid shaft with the palm of his hand....
"Alright, darling-relax your bottom for me. The muscles-relax all your muscles so your little asshole will be easy to get in." Susan's voice was low but intense as she talked to the girl in front of her. "Just relax-it'll feel good. I'm going to slip another finger up you ... Honey, don't wiggle your bottom so much...."
Kathy's voice was muffled. "I ... I can't help it. I'm about to come. Oh God-fuck my pussy deeper! I'm almost there...."
But the older woman chose another route. She rather quickly pulled her fingers from the girl's wet orfices and rested her hands on the threshing buttocks as she waited for Kathy's predictable reaction.
The reaction came immediately. "Susan! Oh, damn-why did you ... oh, God why did you pull out?"
I'm sorry, darling." The woman's voice tried to sound reassuring as she petted the quivering flesh. "I just didn't want you to come on my fingers. Don't worry, I'm going to give you a come. Remember, I've got to give you a tongue buggering. I think that'll give you a better climax than my fingers would...."
Kathy's flushed face peered around one thigh as she tried to see the woman behind her. "Alright-okay. Do it. Please, do it. Suck me, if you're going to. Please-I can't wait. God, I've got to have a come .. J
"Yeah, go ahead, Susan. The little girl needs a come. We all do, for that matter, so get with it and get this over with so we can go on to other things. I don't want to think you're stalling...."
Susan did not look back at her husband as her hands and eyes stayed on the lush buttocks of the girl kneeling in front of her. "Don't worry, Howard you're going to get to see my tongue in her asshole. The funny thing is I really don't mind. You thought this up as a sort of punishment for me, but Kathy's so young and sweet that I don't mind sucking her bum."
Without waiting for a further reaction from her husband, Susan leaned forward and brought her face to Kathy's buttocks. There was no hesitation now; the woman seemed as anxious as the girl....
Bob moved slightly as he tried to keep the area of action in view. He could barely see Susan's pointed tongue as she licked up and down the crevice between the fleshy buttocks that were held apart by Kathy's own hands. And then Bob saw the pink tongue pause and test the little ring of the girl's aroused rectum.
"Go on, Susan-please. I've got to have it up me now. And please-put a finger back in my cunny. Golly, I'll go out of my skull if I don't get a come. Please-come on. I need it!"
And Susan did. Finally she performed the act that her husband had demanded of her as a sort of chastisement but which she now did willingly-she moved her head still closer to Kathy's throbbing bottom and forced the tip of her tongue into the mysterious entrance to the girl's rectum even as she once again ran a finger into the dripping vagina just ahead of it.
"Oh damn-I never...."
"God damn it, I'm not gonna wait. Get out of the way, Susan...." The gruff male voice interrupted Kathy's exclamation of pleasure and surprised the two busy females. Brown put a hand on his wife's nude shoulder and pulled her roughly away from the kneeling girl's exposed bottom. Bob looked at him to see that he had exposed his penis and held it firmly in one hand as he pushed his startled wife aside with the other hand. In an instant he had taken her place behind Kathy, but he obviously intended to enjoy her waiting charms in a different and more conventional manner....
"Alright, Kathy, you want to come, I'm gonna give you one. Like to cornhole you, but it'd take too long to get in your asshole. Reach between your legs and put my prick in your cunt I'm gonna give you a good old dog style fuck. Come on, damn it-thought you were in such a hurry...."
The confused girl finally understood the change in plans and she moaned in assent as she ran one hand back between her legs to find his huge, waving penis. The search was a short one, and in a moment she clasped the hard shaft and pulled it almost viciously toward her dripping vagina.
"Oh yes-fuck me. God, I need it. Fuck me. Hurry! Jam your prick up me. Fuck me-fuck me...."
Bob was in a kind of sexual haze as he watched the man lunge forward to make his entry. He saw Brown grasp Kathy's white hips and pull her back until his penis disappeared into the pretty young girl's threshing body. In his arousal Bob could almost feel a feminine hand on his own hard shaft....
"Bob ... Bob, please. I've got to have some relief and it looks like you do, too ... I think we ought to join them. How do you want to do it?"
The distraught boy's consciousness finally cleared to the point that he realized that a feminine hand was on his hard penis. He looked down to see that Susan was on her knees on the floor before him with both hands on the shaft that she had somehow exposed. As he watched in pleased surprise she bent forward to bring her lips and tongue to the blood-gorged head of his penis. But she kissed without taking it into her mouth; instead she turned a flushed face up to him. "Come on, Bob, you've got to fuck me. This isn't the way we planned it, but I don't care. Come on, I'll get on the couch beside Kathy and you fuck me just like Howard's screwing her ..
The boy made no answer as the woman rose and scrambled onto the couch beside the busy girl. Bob glanced momentarily at the other couple; he saw that Brown was in the middle of a series of hard, violent strokes into the girl that shook her slim young body as she absorbed them with little moans of passion.
"Bob, damn itl Fuck me-I'm ready...."
The woman's intent plea turned his attention again to her and he saw that she was indeed ready-like Kathy, the older woman was on her knees on the couch with her pretty bottom pointed toward the equally ready boy.
He had no time for finesse; no time to caress and admire the feminine curves of her bottom and the secrets of the vagina that was partially revealed be tween the firm, spread thighs. The situation now demanded mutual relief for their pent up needs, and Bob met those needs with the eagerness of youth as he moved closer to the offered loins and thrust for the waiting lips of pleasure.
The thrust was true, and Bob closed his eyes in pleasure as he felt his penis enter the warm and wet womanhood before him. He grasped her full hips even as he began to stroke instinctively; the perverted, degrading circumstances of this act of sex, the copulating couple only inches away, everything except the physical and emotional release that he needed faded from his lust fogged mind....
He did not hear his own words as he hunched into the woman before him. "Okay, fuck me. You wanted my prick-you got it as far up your cunt as I can get it Now fuck me, you bitch-I'm gonna fill your belly full...."