Chapter 7
Sam liked Tyler. The first time she dated him was on Christmas break during her first semester in college, and his virgin status intrigued her. On the first date, she sucked him off and showed him how to finger-fuck her, and on the second date, they went to a motel and she took his cherry.
Even though they were the same age, she felt so mature, so experienced as she figuratively held his hand and taught him everything she knew. Which wasn't a lot at that time, but it was more then he knew previously.
He attended an out-of-state school and she attended the branch of the state university right there in town, so they saw each other only on breaks, and always made the most of their time together.
After the movie, they parked on the bluff overlooking the town, one of many cars whose occupants were there for the same reason, and looked at the city lights for the requisite time.
Sam said, "So, how's the summer job?"
"Hard labor," Tyler laughed, "but it pays well, and the exercise is good for me. How about you, you working?"
"Just at home," she replied, "keeping house for Daddy just like a good little daughter."
"Little my ass," he laughed, "you're almost as tall as I am. But that's what you do all the time, isn't it? It must get pretty boring."
"Oh, not really," she said, smiling inwardly. She couldn't tell him that she did a lot more with her daddy than keep his house. "Keeping house is honorable work, and I like to cook and bake."
"You'd make somebody a good wife."
"No way," she laughed. She turned toward him and put her left knee on the seat and put her hand on the inside of his thigh, on top of his cock. She didn't have any trouble finding it. It was nearly as big as her daddy's. "A wife has to forsake all others, meaning cocks, and that would never work for me."
She tugged his zipper down, and a sharp thrill shot through her as she let her fingers sneak stealthily into his pants. She touched his cock with the tips of her fingers, and her heart hammered with excitement. She gripped his stiff cock and pulled it out of his pants and stroked it slowly, trembling with carnal desire. She leaned over and kissed the tip of his tongue, licked the head all over, took about half of the head between her lips and sucked tenderly, then sat up and grinned.
He put his hand on her right breast and squeezed gently. "Big, beautiful tits," he murmured.
He kissed her, and she felt delicious tremors deep in her cunt as he fucked her mouth with his tongue and caressed her tits through her dress. He caressed her back and slid his hands down to her ass, and she moved closer and rolled partially onto her hip. He put his hand under her skirt and the tips of his fingers moved into the cleft of her ass. His fingers felt so good. She slid her tongue into his mouth and crowded closer, and his fingers moved down the crevice of her ass, toward her pussy.
She broke the kiss and kept her face close to his and licked his lips. His fingers drifted across the stiff tips of her jutting tits, then his hand wandered down the front of her body and slid up the inside of her thigh and squeezed the warm, firm flesh midway between her knee and crotch as he nibbled on her neck and let his warm breath flutter in her ear.
He kissed her fervently, lingeringly, and she shuddered down deep, feeling all shaky and tingle inside. He cupped her tit, and she relished the electric sensation as he pinched her fat nipple through her dress. The hand under her dress caressed the inner plane of her left thigh, methodically moving higher, and an emotional tempest stirred in her belly.
"Ooohhh," she murmured, her breathing heavy and fast.
Using his left hand awkwardly, he unbuttoned the top of her dress and his hand played across her naked, tender tits. The mounds throbbed delectably and her pussy quivered and got gooey and her insides turned to hot jelly.
"Aaahhh," she panted.
He nibbled her ear and kissed her again, snaking his tongue far into her mouth. Her knees drifted apart, and his fingers teased her, only inches from the rich curve of her pussy. She spread her legs farther, inviting him in, and a stormy tremor shook her as he rubbed the nylon over her hot, sacred place.
He pushed her dress off her shoulders and gazed hotly at her tits. "God, those things are out of sight," he muttered. "I'm glad you don't wear a bra."
She looked down at her jutting tits. "The damn things pinch," she snickered.
He cupped her naked tit flesh and her nipples swelled rapidly and she shivered. Her head was swimming, her tits were burning, and she felt the wet pleasure between her legs.
She turned and got on her knees in the seat, facing him, and laced her arms around his neck and laid her cheek against the top of his head, and he wedged a hand between her thighs.
"Ooohhh," she whimpered softly. She pressed a naked tit against his face and shuddered when he licked it, then sighed "Aaahhh," when his mouth closed over the turgid nipple.
He sucked hard as he wormed his hand under her panties and rubbed the soft blonde down growing wildly over her plump mound. He pulled her panties down and dipped his finger into the top of her slit and she spread her knees wider and felt her toes curl as he teased her clit. The first time she let him put his finger in her, she had to show him where to find her clit. Now, his finger went right to it as if guided by an all-seeing eye and sent sharp sparks of passion snapping through her flexing channel.
"Oooooo," she muttered.
He nestled his face in the deep valley between the twin cones of her tits and licked her sweet skin, then his tongue traveled up the slope of the left mound, and his mouth drifted from one tit tip to the other, sucking and nibbling.
"Ooohhh, that feels good," she whispered hotly.
His hungry, wet mouth sucked in a large portion of her tit and his tongue coiled around the succulent tip. She shivered with ecstasy and a carnal melody filled her mind as he nursed gently on her large, firm melons.
He mumbled around the firm, smooth tit flesh crammed into his mouth, "You like tittie-loving, don't you, baby?"
"Yes," she whimpered, pushing more tit into his face.
He paused briefly in sucking her tit and murmured, "I've got to fuck you, baby."
She pulled her dress up around her waist and sat down, and he stripped her panties down and yanked them over her feet. He fondled both swollen tits with his left hand and combed the fingers of his right hand through the silky curls adorning her snatch, then slid his middle finger into the deep furrow between her satiny buns. She looked down at his hand messing around in her blonde pussy garnishment and shivered. Watching a guy feel her up never failed to push her excitement a little higher.
She smoothed his hair and cooed, "Kiss my pussy, baby."
He planted a light kiss on the bloated lips, and she tangled her fingers in his hair and curled her crotch up and rubbed her wet gash over his mouth.
"Give it a sloppy tongue kiss," she whispered, "the way you kiss my mouth."
"Mmmmmm," he mumbled into her crack, then stuck his tongue in her hole and opened his mouth and kissed her whole pussy.
She wiggled her ass and cooed, "Oooooo, I love it!"
He straightened and chuckled as he quickly shed his pants and shorts, "Yeah, I know. We'll get back to it later."
"We'd better," she giggled.
She looked at his hard prick angling up from his hairy groin and she lay down and dangled her left calf over the back of the seat.
He fondled her hairy pussy and separated the thick, bloated lips so he could dabble the tip of a finger in her juicy slit. Her erect love button stuck up like a pink sprout between the petals of a sexy flower, and he touched it lightly with the tip of his finger.
"Ooohhh," she sighed.
His finger poked delicately at her tender hole, and she whimpered and bounced her butt up and down. He held her tenderly and rubbed his chest over her sensitive nipples and kissed her, and her body convulsed as he pushed a finger about an inch into her hot, wet hole and squirreled it around gently.
She quivered and opened her thighs wider, giving him greater access to his sweltering goal and gasped and wiggled her hips erratically as he fingered her tight twat, prodding her passion to greater heights, getting her ready for his marauding dick. She had taught him well, but it was obvious that he'd been getting a lot of practice since they were last together. She reached down and curled her fingers around the knob of his hot rod, and felt it vibrate against her palm. Filled with rampant young lust, she tightened her fingers, and he groaned softly.
He tickled her anus with the tip of one finger, flames flashed through her and her fanny squirmed and she gasped and panted for breath. Ready for him to fuck her, she caught his tongue between her teeth and sucked hard, sending him a clear signal.
He laughed softly, with exultation, as he got on his knees and laid his cock on her tense belly. The slit in the end dripped stickiness on her smooth skin and his balls snuggled against the mouth of the volcano between her lovely thighs. He didn't need his fingers to part her bloated cunt lips. They lay apart like thick flaps, her groove all honeyed, and she closed her eyes, anticipating the moment he would gore her with his stiff prick and relieve the tension in her belly that threatened to turn her bellybutton inside out.
He teased a nipple with his tongue as he plowed the bulbous tip through her torrid furrow, and electrical sparks danced through her channel. She flipped her hips up and her juicy channel expanded, yielding to the invader. His cock slid in slowly, gouging the walls of her cunt, and she grabbed his ass with both hands and yanked him forward, every fiber in her body singing with rapture as his lusty lance sank to the hilt.
His cock felt so good, so big, so alive, and she wanted him to fuck her, make her feel deliriously good, make her cum. She wanted to cum. Oh, God, did she ever want to cum! Her mind and her body inflamed with carnal desire, the lips of her pussy stretched into a big gasket around his meaty horn and her insides coiling and uncoiling, she jiggled her hips and murmured, "God, I feel so alive, so complete with a cock in me!"
He fucked her like an ace, plundering her sultry snatch and grinding his pelvic bone against her hair-matted mound, and the pressure on her clit created a series of separate sparks that fused with those his cock were generating in her belly. Her pussy was hotter than a steam boiler, and every poke of his prick stoked her fires higher.
She bounced her ass up and down, matching his rhythm easily, the systematic pistoning of his prick provoking exotic, erotic tinglings all through her body. His strokes got longer and faster, and she lurched and bucked, the sensual fires in her ravaged cunt raging more fiercely.
"Ooohhh, yes," she whimpered, "go as fast as you can!"
He pounded his meat into her steamy groove faster and faster, panting raucously, his mighty pecker strokes spearing toward her womb and his balls slapping smartly against her ass with each lunge.
Liquid fire saturated her crotch as he poured the prick to her, and she felt herself being vaulted into a world of erupting volcanoes and earthquakes. She felt his shaft expand, then he banged into her hard and liquid flames seared the walls of her cunt as he hosed them down with jism. She loved the exquisite sensation. She loved her own climax. Fucking was terribly exciting, the most exciting thing she'd ever done in her young life!
He kissed her.
God, did he kiss her! He didn't say anything to spoil the moment, just took her in his arms and kissed her hard, and she got a little giddy, tingling all over from the heat of his kiss. She hugged him and kissed him back with all of her being and gratefully accepted his plunging tongue into her mouth, leaning against him and purring softly as he kissed her and fondled her bare flesh, touching her tits, her back, her ass, then her tits again.
She pushed him back and leaned over and licked his dick all over, mewling softly, the taste of her own juice titillating her taste buds.
"Mom does that the same way," Tyler murmured, "and it really turns me on."
Provocative thrills jolted Sam. She lifted her head and grinned and said, "You don't say?"
He realized what he'd said, and muttered, "Oh, shit."
"How often do you fuck your mom?"
"Listen, Sam," he said quickly, "I didn't mean.. .you can't.. . "
"Hey, chill out, honey," she giggled, "I think it's great that you fuck her."
"You do?"
"Oh, absolutely. She's very sexy, and I'll bet she's a great piece of ass. You're a lot better than the last time I fucked you, and I was wondering who'd been teaching you. Nobody better than a loving parent to be your sexual mentor."
"You sound like you know what you're talking about."
"I do," she said cheerfully, "Daddy's been fucking me regularly for the past year."
"Hmmm, now I understand what you meant about not getting bored keeping his house," Tyler laughed. "You're getting bored all right, but in a different way. Aren't we a naughty pair?"
"Yeah," Sam agreed, grinning broadly, "and isn't it fun? How often do you fuck your mom?"
"Several times a week, when I'm home. I can always tell when she's been out with a guy who didn't satisfy her. She can't wait to get her hands on me, and she's so hot, she nearly sets fire to the sheets. Your father took her to dinner tonight. Do you think he'll try to get in her pants?"
"Oh, I hope so," Sam said. "He's a really good lover, and he'll make damn sure that she's satisfied."
"Then I hope she puts out for him and that he screws her silly," Tyler said. "I don't think I could do her much good after being with you."
"You aren't finished with me, honey," Sam laughed. "Daddy will take her to our house after dinner, so let's go to your house. I want some more of your cock and tongue, and I don't have enough room to roam in the car."