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                       Naughty Little Sister



                             Chapter 1

     Karen stalked into her room and flipped the light on. Damn her
sister anyway! She was old enough! She was, whatever Anne or Brad
might think. She had been old enough for the guys to keep staring
at her all last year at school. She was old enough for Roger Moore,
the boy who worked on their estate, to watch her when she went out
to the swimming pool. He watched her just as intensely as he
watched Anne.
     The compact little blonde stood in front of her mirror. She
sure had big enough tits. Karen took a deep breath and sucked in
her tummy, watching the way her breasts lunged against the thin
blouse. Not old enough! She wore a larger bra size than her older
sister. Shit, she wore as large a bra as any girl in school, except
maybe for some of the fat girls. She wore a big bra and still had a
tiny waist.
     She had nice legs, too. They might not show inside her jeans,
but she had a hell of a pair of legs. The maid smiled the other day
and commented on those thighs. Nina said that she had the sweetest
thighs she'd ever seen. Karen knew that she was old enough in
between those thighs, too. She'd had hair down there since she was
twelve. Now, at fifteen, her cunt hair had grown thick and silky.
Her pussy was certainly capable of having some boy shove his cock
into it. Yes, she was old enough to have gone with her brother and
sister tonight.
     Her Mom and Dad were off at a party. Karen suspected that they
did more than play bridge at those parties. The kids at school
claimed that her parents were members of a swinging crowd. The way
some of the men were always looking down the tops of women's
dresses, the wives of other men, she figured that at a party they
would do more than just look.
     Brad and Anne had left in the other car, going to a party of
their own. Whatever Karen suspected about her parents' parties, she
knew what went on at the gatherings of the older kids. There would
be a little booze and a lot of pot. There would be more fucking
than anything else, though. Anne was going there to sit around and
get stoned. She was going there to get laid.
     Damn them, anyway! They could have taken her with them. Shit,
some of the boys would have jumped at the chance to screw her. Not
old enough, hell! She was old enough for the truck drivers to blow
their horns and beat on the sides of their cabs when they passed
her along the street. She was old enough for some of those same
boys who'd be at the party to whistle and make all sort of comments
when they passed her at the shopping center. How old did a girl
have to be? If she had a pussy and an inclination, wasn't that old
enough?
     Karen sulked in her room, ready to switch out the lights
overhead and stretch across her bed to read by the lamp on the
table. She felt terribly alone tonight. Even Nina was out getting
some. The maid had left just after she finished cleaning the dinner
dishes. Karen saw the man come for her, saw the way his hand cupped
her tits as they walked to his car.
     Everybody was fucking except her! It wasn't fair. It wasn't
fair at all. Damn them, anyway! She was the only one left behind.
     Karen sat up from the bed. No! She wasn't the only one. Roger
was still here. The young man's car had been parked behind the
garage earlier. She hadn't heard the sound of its motor. Roger was
over there in his small apartment above the garage. Karen was sure
he knew she was in her room. Brad had warned her several times
about keeping her drapes drawn when she undressed at night. Roger,
he told her, could see directly into the window. He implied that
the boy tried to see, that Roger watched in the hopes of seeing her
or Anne.
     The little blonde switched the overhead lights back on. She
turned her bedside lamps on. If Roger wanted to see her, she would
be happy to oblige. Maybe if he got a good look at her, he wouldn't
be so shy around her. Damn him, he kept dropping his eyes every
time she tried to talk to him. She would catch him eyeing her body
from a distance. Hell, every time she went out to the pool, he
managed to find some job close to the patio. But he wouldn't do
anything more. When she called to him, he'd answer, hang his head,
and then leave.
     She'd give him a show tonight. Ohhhh, would she give him a
show. She had never closed her drapes earlier. Now she was glad.
She did want to do something, however, to attract his attention.
She needed to be sure that he was watching. A smile curled at the
corners of her lips as she walked over and opened her window. His
apartment wasn't air conditioned. As warm as the evening was, he'd
be sure to have his windows open. A shiver of delight ran through
the girl as she walked to her radio and turned it on. She turned it
up as loud as it would go, letting it shake the walls with its
volume. Boy! Wouldn't her Dad have a fit if he heard it playing
this loudly? Dad wasn't home, though. She would disturb no one but
Roger. That's what she wanted to do, disturb Roger.
     He should have heard it by now, she felt as she walked toward
the open window. She swayed her body to the beat of the music and
began to slowly unbutton her blouse. Karen kept her shoulders
straight, arching her back to make her tits seem even larger. She
turned from one side to the other so he could see them from the
side as well as straight on.
     Karen could feel his eyes piercing through the darkness. She
could feel the warmth over her body as he was drooling in
appreciation. She moistened her lips and leaned her head back,
letting her blonde hair cascade over a shoulder while she
sensuously unbuttoned her blouse. She caught the fabric in both
hands and pulled it apart. It took only a moment to get the blouse
off her shoulders and stand before the window with her bra gleaming
in the brilliant light.
     She bounced lightly on her toes, dancing to the heavy beat of
the music. She thrust her tits forward and twisted her body about
in what she felt were most enticing movements. She unbuttoned her
jeans and slowly slipped them down her thighs, letting her observer
see those soft, luscious legs she had been so carefully tanning all
summer.
     "Yesssss!" she hissed in excitement as she kicked the jeans
away. "Oooooo, yesssss!"
     Karen danced in front of the window, knowing she was
breathtaking in the skimpy bra and panties. She hoped that the
golden hairs about her cunt were visible at a distance. Her panties
were sure thin enough. These were her favorites because they were
so thin, so transparent. She turned sideways again, intent on
displaying how pert and saucy her ass was. She stood that way and
hunched to the music, thrusting her tits and ass in tempo with the
music.
     Karen swirled her head so that she got her hair swirling about
while she reached behind herself and unsnapped her bra. She pulled
the delicate garment off with a flourish, standing bare-breasted in
front of her window. Her full, ripe tits bounced deliciously once
they were freed from confinement. Karen added to their natural
fullness by lifting them in her hands, cupping them outward and
fingering tauntingly over each nipple.
     The touch of her fingertips sent small shudders of exquisite
pleasure rippling through each tit. The teenager gasped at the
surging delight. Her tits swelled even larger and fuller. She
shivered as her nipples tightened. Around she spun, dancing to the
pounding beat of the music.
     "Oooooooo!" the girl panted. "Ohhhhhh! Yesss! Ooooooooo!"
     She caught her thumbs at the edges of her panties and slowly
drew them down over her hips, over her thighs. She let them drop
down her legs in a while, stepping out of them and kicking one leg
upwards like she had seen on television. She hunched her pussy back
and forth toward the window, before spinning about once again.
     Surely he had seen her by now! Roger must be going crazy, she
hoped, watching this show of tit and pussy. She could imagine him
pulling his long pecker out of his pants and playing with it while
he watched her in lustful glee. She closed her eyes and pretended
to see it. She ran her tongue sensuously across her lips and
shuddered at the thought of really doing this for a man's eyes. Her
body glowed as she felt his gaze on her. Her tits swelled as she
pictured him working his fingers eagerly, aching to get them over
her lush, round globes. She could feel the heat of his throbbing
cock.
     His cock! Ohhhh, yes! She stopped dancing suddenly. The little
blonde walked closer to the window and spread her thighs. Slowly
she ran her finger along her tummy, then down to her thighs. She
fingered teasingly through the soft hairs of her cunt, then ran her
fingertip along the most lips of her pussy. Slowly, ever so slowly,
she eased her finger inside. A thrill ran up her spine as she
touched her clit.
     "Mmmmmm!" she purred as her passion button began to quiver in
excitement. "Mmmmmm! Sweet little pussy! lonely little pussy!"
     Karen mouthed the words clearly, accenting the movements of
her lips. She hoped Roger could see what she was saying. She wanted
him to get as horny as she had become. She wanted his prick to be
as enraged as her cunt. Slowly she ran her finger deeper in the
soft, silken passage. She writhed slowly as she began to finger
fuck her glowing, shimmering pussy.
     "Yessss!" she breathed. "Ohhhhh, yessss! I want to fuck!
Ohhhh, I want to be fucked! I want a cock stuck up there! Ooooooo!"
     Her body was boiling with passion as she thrust her finger
more rapidly. Her knees began to weaken. Her breath was coming in
labored gasps. The room was beginning to spin around her. The
lights wouldn't be still, swirling wildly around her. The beat of
the music was maddening. Her surging desire was out of control.
     "Ohhhh!" she gasped. "Ohhhh, I've got to get rid of this! I've
got to do something!"
     She backed slowly to her bed. Karen lay back on the soft
fabric of her spread. She closed her thighs over her ramming finger
and rolled from side to side. She fucked herself wildly, writhing
in delight as her pussy came closer and closer to its explosion.
     "Mmmmm!" she moaned. "Ooooo! I want to fuck! I want to be
fucked! Ohhhh! Fuck! Fuck! Ohhhhh!"
     As her orgasm exploded through her she felt a new exhilaration
through her body. She was old enough! Ohhhh! Was she ever old
enough! If she could unleash this much passion without a man, what
could she experience with a real man on top of her! If she could
have such a delicious orgasm from her own finger, then a real cock
up her pussy should send her into a hundred times greater ecstasy.
     Karen lay back, panting. Her body was glowing with soft
pleasure. All she had to do was convince someone to get things
started for her. She was capable of as much passion as any of the
others. She could sure give as good a fuck as Anne. She just had to
make them accept that she was old enough.



                             Chapter 2

     Karen stepped out of the shower, dried herself and wrapped a
towel around her body. She felt great today! She had felt great
when she awoke. And she felt a hell of a lot better after the way
Roger acted when she went out for a swim this afternoon.
     He was working on the patio as she went out of the house. He
was bending over one of the large, potted plants, doing something
to it Karen didn't know what. She cared even less. The plants
looked great, but the little blonde knew next to nothing about
them. Today, though, she paused and watched the boy as he checked
each leaf carefully.
     "Hi!" she said brightly from behind him.
     She thought he would fall over the plant as he scrambled to
get up. He looked guardedly at her, blushing profusely. His mouth
worked silently for a few moments before he could manage to speak.
     "Oh..." he stammered. "Good day, Miss."
     He blushed even more. He looked down at the stones of the
patio, not daring to raise his eyes to those of the luscious girl
who had given him such a hard-on the night before. Karen Wilson had
been a problem for Roger for over a year. Ever since she became
aware of her fully developed young body, she had been a hell of a
problem. She was always parading in front of him, sticking those
gorgeous tits out, letting them hang over those skimpy little tops
of her bathing suit. He knew that she removed the bra while she lay
on the patio
     The girl frightened him. His own growing desire for her
frightened him. Her sister was something else. Shit, Anne was old
enough to know what she was doing. The red-haired sister did know
what she was doing. She was old enough, though, for it to be safe.
The little blonde, however, was only fifteen. What was worse, she
was the pet of Mr. Wilson. Roger knew better than to touch this
little piece of fluff, no matter how much she teased him. It didn't
mean he didn't want to. It didn't mean he hadn't beaten his cock
while dreaming of doing it into her soft, sexy little body.
     He began to back away from her. Karen took a deep breath and
thrust her tits at him as provocatively as she could. Her eyes
glittered angrily at him, disgusted by his continued refusal to
flirt with her.
     "Nice day for a swim," he mumbled, then turned as though he
was leaving the patio.
     "Don't let me interrupt your work," Karen snapped at him. "If
I make you that uncomfortable, I'll go back in the house. You call
me when you finish on the patio and then I'll take my swim."
     "I was just finishing," Roger lied. "Honestly, I was just
getting up to go do some work out in the garage. If you'd come out
a minute later, I wouldn't have been here."
     Karen knew he was lying. His fear gave her even deeper
excitement. What was he afraid of? Was he afraid she would rape
him? No! No! It was the other way. Karen knew what he feared. He
feared himself. He was afraid that one day he'd give in and do what
he wanted to with her.
     She laughed happily and turned, running to the edge of the
pool and plunging crisply into the sparkling water. Roger wanted to
fuck her! He wanted to so badly he couldn't risk being around her.
She swam across the pool in easy, skilled strokes. She ducked her
head beneath the water and made her turn, coming back in the other
direction with the same grace and efficiency. She swam the width of
the pool a dozen times before pulling herself from the water and
stretching out in the sun. Karen tugged the cap off her head and
let her lush hair fall over her shoulders. She turned onto her
tummy and pulled the bra free. Her bare back exposed to the sun,
the tiny bottom of her suit only covering a fraction of her firm,
young ass, she napped beneath the rich warmth of the early
afternoon sun
     "You watching?" she whispered just before she dropped off to a
light sleep. "Roger, are you looking? I'm not up in the window this
afternoon. I'm out here, out here where you could come and touch me
if you weren't so afraid."
     He didn't though. He stayed out of sight while she basked in
the sun. She finally gave up and swam another dozen laps of the
pool. Then she went in the house and stood beneath the shower for
fifteen minutes. She washed her hair and stepped, dripping onto the
lush pile of the bathroom carpet. Karen rubbed the towel over her
body briskly, sending small, erotic shivers through each nerve.
     How would it feel to have a man towel her like this? The
thought of it left her panting and quivering. She closed her eyes
and pretended the towel was being held by Roger, or Brad, or any
one of the boys she knew. They would get all hung up on her tits,
wouldn't they? They would leave her back wet because they'd spend
all their time rubbing their hands over her tits and down about her
thighs. She felt her throat getting dry and hot from the thought.
     Karen spun around the bathroom as she dried herself, using the
towel as a veil which she kept moving back and forth to give quick
glimpses of tit and pussy. She sang lightly, her pleasure pulsing
through every fiber of her trim body. Finally she laughed to
herself and wrapped the towel about herself. She left the bathroom
and walked to her elaborately furnished bedroom.
     Karen tossed the towel aside and stretched out in a chair as
she pulled her dryer over and began drying her hair. She was
humming happily when the door opened and her sister walked in.
     "Karen!." Anne exclaimed in feigned shock. "Don't do that!"
     The blonde looked up at her older sister. Anne wore tight
shorts that emphasized her firmly molded ass and long, exquisitely
shaped legs. Her breasts weren't as large as Karen's, perhaps an
inch smaller. They were still large enough, however, to be terribly
appealing. The twenty-year-old girl was not wearing a bra. Her firm
tits thrust against the light blouse, nipples clearly outlined, as
she took a deep, irritated breath.
     Karen pulled her head from beneath the dryer and smiled up at
Anne's fretful expression. She touched her hair, checking and
discovering that it was already dry. Her eyes clouded as she saw
the continued expression of disapproval on her red-haired sister's
face.
     "Did you my something?" she asked.
     "I'm about to say plenty!" Anne snapped. "you know better than
that! You're getting too old to do that!"
     A smile stole across the younger girl's face. First, she was
not old enough. Now she was too old. She pretended to not
understand the cause of her sister's complaint. Karen widened her
eyes innocently and sat up straighter in the chair.
     "Too old for what?" she asked sweetly. She was enjoying this
She had always enjoyed teasing her sister.
     "Too old to run around the house naked!" Anne gasped. "Damn!
Don't you have any sense at all!"
     "Who's running around the house?" Karen asked. "I'm just
sitting here, drying my hair. Besides, I'm just a child. You said
so last night, didn't you? I'm not old enough."
     Anne sputtered for a minute. She suddenly saw the twinkle in
Karen's eyes and sputtered even more helplessly. Finally, she found
the ability to speak and snapped at her little sister again.
     "You're still a child emotionally," she told the girl. "No one
could ever say that your body is that of a child. That's the
problem, sis. You've got too much body for your age. Damn it!
You've got to stop prancing around without any clothes on."
     "So who's prancing?" Karen asked again. "I told you, I was
just drying my hair. I was naked in the bathroom, if that's all
right. I didn't come running up the hall in the raw, though. I
covered myself with a towel."
     She pointed to the oversized bath towel that lay across her
bed. Anne didn't even glance in that direction. She remained in
front of the little blonde, staring peevishly at her sister.
     "And last night?" Anne demanded. "Were you just drying your
hair last night? Were you merely taking a shower or something in
full view, with the radio going so loud that anyone could look up
and see you dancing naked in front of the open window?"
     She paused for breath. Her tits were heaving angrily beneath
her blouse. Karen had never seen Anne look so beautiful. Her wrath
gave her skin a deep, pulsing glow. If Anne looked like this when a
boy got her all excited, no wonder they all panted over her.
     Karen began to laugh. Anne knew about last night! Her sister
could have only heard about it from one person. Roger was the only
one left on the estate who could have seen her. The handyman had
been so turned on from watching her that he had to complain about
it to her sister! That was great! That was fabulous!
     "Did I give him a hard?" she asked excitedly. "Anne, did he
get all horny from watching me?"
     Her sister stepped back in horror at the girl's words. Anne's
mouth dropped open. Her eyes stretched wide in shock, then
softened. Her whole body suddenly changed its attitude. She
switched from anger to compassion and stepped toward her little
sister, her sexy little blonde sister.
     "Sis," She said soothingly. "Baby, you have to be careful.
Roger respects you. Someone else might not. Someone else might have
broken into the house and..."
     "And fucked me?" Karen asked delightedly. "Really? Great!
When?"
     Anne fought back her anger. She knelt beside the girl's chair
and reached toward the blonde. Her arm came about her sister's
shoulders, pulling the younger girl against her.
     "Karen, honey!" she scolded. "You have to stop being so
anxious. When you're a little older..."
     "Older, older, older!" Karen spat back at her. "Always when
I'm older! How old do I have to be? How old were you the first
time?"
     She felt her sister tense at her question. Karen pulled back
from Anne and looked the redhead in the eye. She had cracked her
sister's armor! She had asked the right question, she could tell it
from the expression in Anne's eyes. The blonde wasn't about to give
up her sudden advantage.
     "How old, Anne?" she repeated. "How old were you? How much
younger than I am?"
     The girl tried to avert her sister's gaze. She looked at the
floor and took a deep breath. Karen took her face in both hands and
turned it back up toward her. Neither sister had ever been able to
lie to the other, not when they looked directly into one another's
eyes. Anne's lips moved silently, pleading with Karen not to press
her advantage. That was like begging the sun not to rise in the
morning. Karen wasn't about to let Anne squirm out of this.
     "Come on, Sis!" she demanded. "Level with me. How old were
you?"
     "Fourteen," the red-head whispered. "Well, almost fourteen. It
was about a month before I became fourteen."
     "And I'm already fifteen," the blonde proclaimed. "I've been
fifteen since last May. Why can't I, Anne? You did." What's so
different about me?"
     "Honey," Anne soothed, "I didn't know what it was all about
then. I didn't really learn to fuck until I was almost seventeen.
Until then, it was just something you did. No, it was only
something they did to you. It was dirty and unpleasant. The boys
expected it, though. Especially if they knew you'd let other boys
fuck you, they assumed that they could as well."
     "But you like it now!" Karen reminded her. "You like to fuck
now!"
     "Sure," Anne responded, "but I'm older. I've had more
experience. I've learned more about it."
     "And how am I going to learn about it if I don't get a chance
to?" the blonde asked. "Come on, Sis! it took you years to learn
enough to be a good lay. Hell! At this rate I won't be worth a damn
until I'm fifty years old!"
     Anne suddenly began laughing. She looked at the luscious body
that throbbed beside her. She shook her head as she watched the
bouncing of her sister's magnificent pair of tits. She looked at
the golden hair about the sensuous 'V' of her crotch. She smiled at
the soft and lovely thighs, so deeply tanned from hours in the sun.
     "Karen," she laughed, "I don't think the boys would ever know
it. Hell, with that body, your problem will be to keep them from
shooting off as soon as they get it in your pussy."
     "Teach me!" Karen demanded, grabbing her sister's arms and
shaking her. "You can teach me! You can show me how to be a good
lay! You can give me all the secrets. I don't have to wait all
those years before I enjoy it. If you'll teach me, then I'll be
good from the beginning!"
     Anne looked at her. She saw the glowing intensity in Karen's
blue eyes. She saw the rapid breathing and the way those luscious
tits heaved in their anticipation. She watched the soft, pink
nipples bounce before her eyes. She smiled over at her sister and
slowly nodded her head in agreement. She might as well. The little
fluff was determined to get herself fucked anyway. She might as
well know what she was doing when she went to bed with some boy.
     Besides, Anne realized, it would be fun teaching her. Her tits
were already trembling from excitement. Her pussy was quivering in
anticipation. Her breath had been uneven since she had first pulled
Karen's naked body against her and felt those ripe tits melt into
her.
     She stood up suddenly. She smiled nervously down at her
waiting sister and began to pull her blouse over her head. She
stretched her body sensuously before the intense blue eyes of her
sister than unsnapped her shorts and pulled them down her hips and
thighs.
     "If you're interested in learning how to handle yourself in
bed," she whispered in a breathy voice, "you'd better join me in
the bed. Fucking is always better on a mattress. A chair is rather
confining, you know."



                             Chapter 3

     Anne's firm, beautifully molded ass glowed as she leaned over
the bed and pulled the covers back. She swept them all the way,
leaving only the bottom sheet on the bed, then turned toward her
sister. Karen was already beside her, her tits bouncing with
eagerness. Her eyes sparkled as she looked hungrily at Anne's
lithe, sensuous body.
     "You haven't even cunt-fucked?" the redhead asked. "You've
never had one of your friends feel you up good?"
     The blonde shook her head. Karen knew that most of the girls
in her class had played around with girl's. She suspected that Miss
Rawlins, the P.E. teacher, was giving special instructions to a few
of her favorites. The tall brunette had patted Karen's ass
sometimes after class, her eyes seeming to give some secret
message.
     Karen had never accepted any of the teacher's invitations to
drop by for tea. She knew some of the other girls had. Yes, she had
figured, Miss Rawlins was sucking quite a few of her students,
quite a few.
     "Mmmmmm," Anne purred as she drew her sister down onto the
bed. "Oooooo, what a delicious looking pair of tits."
     She had felt guilty all summer about the itch she had to get
her hands on these beautiful globes. Hell, she had actually gotten
all horny about her little sister. Anne wasn't gay. But the
sensuous redhead liked sex, in whatever package it came. She loved
to fuck. She also enjoyed the bodies of girls. She had learned the
beauties of cunt sucking long ago, way back in summer camp. She had
been about eleven at the time. There was this beautiful teenage
girl who was counselor in their cabin. Anne followed her around
constantly, eager to do any task the girl requested and thrilled
with even the smallest appreciation.
     The counselor had let the adoring younger girl skip an evening
session out by the lake. They went to the cabin, just the two of
them. The beautiful teenager smiled warmly at her young admirer and
slipped out of her blouse and shorts. She motioned for the girl to
do the same, then drew the amazed Anne to her, pressing the girl's
face into her lunging tits.
     "Kiss them!" she panted, wrapping her legs about the girl.
"Kiss my tits, honey. Suck them until you feel my nipples get
hard!"
     Her hands ran softly, excitingly over Anne's body. She
caressed and cuddled the girl for a few minutes. Then she twisted
about on the bed and got her face down between Anne's thighs. She
clamped her legs over the young girl's head and rubbed her pussy
against Anne's surprised lips. The frightened child gasped as she
felt a tongue slip into her cunt. Anne had to admit that it had
been very brief. It had been over very quickly that time. Later
that night, though, after all the other girls were asleep, her
counselor slipped into bed with her. This time she was ready. She
sucked the beautiful girl as eagerly and as passionately as she got
sucked.
     This sister of hers, however, was the most delicious looking
girl she had ever had the chance to eat. After that summer Anne had
found other girls who enjoyed a good cunt-suck. At college the last
two years, she had never been long without an available and
cooperative partner. Anne would have been extremely angry had
anyone accused her of being gay. She carefully avoided the lesbians
in the dorm. She enjoyed the hell out of sucking pussy, but she
enjoyed having a man's cock up her cunt even more. She insisted
that she was bi. A lesbian she wasn't!
     That's the way she wanted her sister to be. This adorable
little package of tit and cunt in her arms was made to be fucked.
Karen was built for a man. Damn if she wasn't.
     "Mmmmmmmmm!" Anne murmured again. Her tongue lapped across one
nipple while her hands cupped both of Karen's voluptuous tits.
     The little blonde responded to her sister's example. She
cupped her hands about Anne's beautiful tits, delighting in how
firm they were. She twisted so she could get her face at them
without disturbing the way Anne was working her breasts into such a
frenzy.
     "Ooooooooooeeeeeee!" she squealed softly. "Ooooooo, Sis! I
like that! Oooooo, I love it!"
     They both slipped around in the bed, so that they lay in
opposite directions. Now their faces were free to suck deliriously
at each pair of heaving tits. Their hands were free to cup and
cuddle those lunging, rolling mountains of luscious flesh, then to
rove over the rest of their trembling bodies.
     Karen could feel her sister's nipples hardening as she tongued
luxuriously over them. Anne's tits were swelling, too. The lovely
globes were getting fuller, firmer as they responded to such an
adoring massage. Karen moved her body from side to side, rubbing
her throbbing tits sensuously over her sister's face. She caressed
along Anne's luscious hips and let her hands reach for the satin
flesh inside Anne's thighs.
     "Ohhhh, baby!" her sister moaned. "Ohhhhhh, you're turning me
on! Mmmmmm, that feels so good!"
     Karen began to tremble as her sister reached for her cunt.
Anne ran the tip of her finger across the pussy lips, each stroke
sending shivers of exquisite pleasure through the younger girl. The
blonde gasped as she felt the taunting finger ease inside her and
press against her clit. She couldn't stop the happy tingle that
rippled through her. She didn't want to stop it. Hell, she wanted
to keep on feeling this delirious.
     "Oooooeeee!" she squealed. "Rub it, Anne! Ooooo, rub my pussy
until I can't stand it!"
     She reached her own hand into her sister's crotch, copying the
way Anne was slowly pumping her finger through the glowing cunt.
She could feel her hand getting moist from the wet pussy. She could
hear the soft sounds of their fingers pumping through the lush
juices. She wriggled more tightly against her sister, burying her
face into Anne's lunging tits. She was shaking vibrantly, her whole
body aflame with the most delicious passion she'd ever experienced.
She finger-fucked her sister more rapidly, making circles with her
finger inside Anne's cunt and feeling the way the older girl's
pussy was vibrating along its inner walls.
     "Ooooooo, Karen!" the older girl moaned. "Damn, baby!
Ooooooeee! You've got me panting for you. I want to eat you. I want
to get my lips on your sweet pussy!"
     Anne crawled down Karen's body, getting her head between her
thighs. The blonde gasped in soaring pleasure as she felt lips
close over her panting cunt. She squealed again as she felt the
suction pulling through her pussy. Her thighs clamped against
Anne's head and tightly hugged her sister's face into her crotch.
     "Ohhhhh, Anne!" she panted. "Ohhhh, Sis! That's beautiful!
Ohhhh, you're sending me into heaven!"
     Then she pushed her own face through the rich auburn hair over
Anne's cunt. She kissed her sister's crotch until she got her lips
fixed firmly over the soft lips of her pussy. The blonde paused a
moment, then darted her tongue into the luscious slit. She felt her
sister jerk in excitement and licked into the wet pussy again. She
kept licking at Anne, until her tongue felt the hard button of the
older girl's clit. Karen concentrated on licking the clit, lapping
and tonguing while she felt her sister moan and writhe in pleasure.
     "Mmmmmmm!" Anne cooed, sucking harder on Karen and licking at
her pussy just as deliriously. "Ooooooo! Mmmmmm!"
     They rolled about the bed, tightening their thighs over each
other's trembling head. Their bodies throbbed with surging passion.
Their tits mashed into each other, nipples sending electric sparks
through their tits as they rubbed wildly against each other. Karen
felt the growing demand inside her. She felt the throbbing,
pounding roar of her passion filling her. She scooted her face
deeper into her sister's crotch and sucked frantically at the
gushing cunt.
     Anne began hunching herself against the adoring lips and
mouth. She moaned louder and suddenly blew into Karen's shimmering
pussy. The sudden rush of air caused the blonde's cunt to leap into
frenzied spasms. Wild sparks seemed to shoot through her pussy. She
could feel herself pouring her juices freely even as she enjoyed
the sharp taste of the oils flowing from her sister.
     They hugged more roughly, sucking and blowing viciously at
each other's delicious cunt. The room seemed to swirl about Karen.
She was shaking all over. Every nerve in her body was alive,
aflame. She had never experienced such delirious pleasure in her
life. This was great! This was fantastic! Ohhhh, God, but it was
wonderful!
     "Mmmmmm!" she moaned into Anne's pussy. "Oooooo! Mmmmmmmmm!"
     She blew and she sucked. She twisted and rolled. Her body was
hunching against her sister frantically. Then she felt a new
dimension to her passion. Her body quivered helplessly. She was
unable to move, frozen in the sudden new force building inside her.
She sensed that the same thing was happening to Anne. Her luscious
sister had become just as quiet, just as tense. They quivered
intensely, then both erupted into new and greater action. Their
orgasms swept them into a moment of total pleasure.
     The whole world burst around Karen. The room was exploding.
The lights were blazing from all directions. She trembled
frantically, rolling about the bed, unable to control herself. All
she wanted was to suck the new taste that had come into her
sister's pussy. All she wanted was to feel her sister sucking and
eating at her cunt forever. It was deliriously beautiful. It was
beyond description. It was just fabulous.
     "Ohhhhh, baby!" Anne gasped when they finally rolled apart.
"Wow! That was a hell of a suck, sweetheart! Ohhhhh, what a suck!"
     "Was I really good?" Karen asked, her hands fondling Anne's
still heaving tits. "Was I really?"
     "You were wonderful!" her sister assured her. "Damn! You
sucked like you were an old pro at it!"
     "Like I was old enough?" Karen asked. "Did I fuck like I knew
what I was doing?"
     "Did you ever!" Anne gasped. "Ohhhh, baby! You were just
beautiful! After a few more times you'll learn how to prolong it.
You'll learn to make it last on and on. You'll get better and
better. But, Karen, I can't believe that this was your first time."
     "Am I ready for a boy?" the little blonde asked eagerly. "Tell
me honestly, Anne. Would I have given a boy a good fuck?"
     Her sister began to laugh. She leaned up on one arm and looked
over at the luscious young blonde. She blew a kiss at Karen and
laughed again. Her hands patted at the girl's hips, then cupped
each ripe breast.
     "Who do you have in mind?" she asked. "Roger?"
     "What makes you think I'm after him?" the girl replied,
averting Anne's piercing eyes. "There are a lot of other guys
around."
     "Roger's the one you put on such a show for last night!" Anne
answered, laughing again." It was old Roger who got so horny
watching you that he was ready to fuck anything he could get his
hands on. Honey, you really drove him up the wall. You know that?"
     "He wouldn't even talk to me today," Karen snorted. "I went
out to the pool and he was working on the patio. Soon as he saw me
he started getting out of there. Shit! He wouldn't even look at
me."
     "He didn't dare," Anne responded. "Hell, he gets a hard-on
every time he thinks about you. He has all summer. Didn't you know
that? Roger thinks you are the sexiest little bundle to come along
in a long time. He'd be willing to lose his job for a chance to
fuck you. As soon as you're old enough, he'll give it a crack."
     "I'm old enough now!" the blonde snapped. "You just said that
I gave you a good suck."
     "Hey! You don't have to convince me," Anne protested. "Not any
longer. Now you have to convince Roger."
     "How?" Karen demanded. "How the hell can I get the chance? He
runs like hell any time I come near him."
     "You'll find a way," her sister laughed, caressing her tits
more lovingly. "I'll just bet that you find a way."
     Karen lay back, her head resting on the pillow. She took a
deep breath, feeling the delicious glow in her body. She shuddered
at the way her sister was caressing her tits, pulling them upward
and rolling them about. She felt tiny sparks run through her as
Anne began thumbing over each nipple, getting those buttons hard
again. She lay back, thinking about Roger, trying to picture him
with his cock hard and ready, while her sister leaned over her and
began to suck on one tit while working the other breast with both
of her hands.
     "They're getting tight again," Anne whispered. "These sweet
tits are getting all swollen and tight, ready to play some more."
     Karen looked up into her sister's smiling face. She returned
the smile, laying back while Anne's hands began to roam over her
body. The blonde glowed with tingling anticipation as she felt her
sister's fingers slip down over her waist and past her hips. Now
Anne's lips were roving her shimmering body as well. Hands and
fingers and kissing, sucking lips were driving her wild. Anne went
after her rapidly, caressing her thighs and legs while she kissed
along the girl's flat tummy.
     "Ooooooo!" Karen moaned as she jumped about involuntarily on
the bed. "Mmmmmm! Oooooeeee!"
     Her sister sucked at her navel while those taunting fingers
worked back up Karen's legs. The younger girl lay panting and
jerking in pleasure as her sister moved her fingers toward the
quivering lips of her pussy. Already her juices were pumping again.
     Karen suddenly erupted into action. She didn't want to be
passive. She wanted to get after that luscious body of Anne's. She
wanted to show her sister that she could be as frantic, as wild, as
any boy.
     "Grrr!" she snarled as she twisted about and went after the
older girl's soft cunt. "Rrrrrooowwww!"
     She could feel her sister laughing as she plunged her face
into the sweet crotch. She captured Anne's head between her thighs
even as she got her lips on the redhead's waiting pussy. Her body
throbbed and pulsed with surging passion as she rolled them about
the bed, eagerly sucking and tonguing. She was as hot as though
she'd never had an orgasm at all.
     As she tasted the juices gushing from Anne's cunt, Karen
suddenly wondered if she was going to be like this. Was she going
to want more and more? Would getting her little pussy fucked make
her want more and more cock? She hoped so. She sure hoped so. Cunt
sucking was so good, she could hardly wait to take on some boy's
rampaging cock.



                             Chapter 4

     A movement caught her eye. Karen glanced down where the water
in the swimming pool reflected the moonlight. She looked more
closely, then saw it again. A lean body cut through the water,
churning feet sending silver ripples across the shimmering surface.
The blonde looked closer, hoping that it might be Roger out there.
If it was, she'd slip down and join him. That should scare the hell
out of him, she laughed to herself.
     It wasn't Roger, though. She saw her brother's blond hair
break the surface of the water as he made a turn and swam smoothly
back in the opposite direction. Karen smiled as she leaned on the
window sill and watched her brother's lean, lithe body. Brad was
very special to her. She was sure he had been the most handsome boy
in school last year. Now he would be leaving this fall to join Anne
at the state university. Damn, she'd miss him! She'd miss being
played up to by all those girls who wanted to impress Brad.
     She gasped suddenly. As he made another turn she saw the glow
of brilliant white skin. His naked buttocks gleamed for a moment,
then sank below the water. Brad was skinny dipping! He was naked
out there! Karen shivered at the thought. She knew that her parents
swam in the raw sometimes. She suspected that Anne and Brad did at
some of those parties they wouldn't take her to. Now she had caught
him at it.
     Karen watched for another minute, then decided to join him.
She knew he'd scold her something awful, but so what? If he could,
why couldn't she. The teenager ran to her closet and pulled out a
short, terry-cloth robe. She didn't bother to fasten it. She just
pulled it over her shoulders and slipped into the hall. She paused
just a moment to listen, hoping that she hadn't disturbed her
parents. She strained her ears as she passed their door. No, they
were sleeping quietly. She could hear the deep breathing and the
light snoring of her Dad. Karen ran lightly down the stairs and
walked to the glass doors which led to the patio. She looked out,
hoping that Brad didn't suddenly decide that he'd had enough
exercise. She saw the waves rippling across the pool and breathed a
sigh of relief. He was still swimming!
     She opened the sliding door as quietly as possible, closed it
behind her, and eased through the shadows. Karen was determined to
surprise him. She didn't want to take a chance that he'd see her
and make her go back into the house. No, he wouldn't see her until
she was in the pool with him. He wouldn't see her until she
suddenly was right there beside him.
     She tossed her robe into a chair as she eased toward the
water. She watched the powerful strokes of her brother's arms,
remaining in the shadows until he made a turn and began moving away
from her. Then she stepped quickly across the apron of the pool and
eased over the side, into the water. She suppressed the thrill that
the cool water sent through her body. She tingled, loving the crisp
exhilaration her naked body experienced. Brad was making his turn
at the far end of the pool. Karen took a deep breath and ducked
beneath the surface. She gauged his direction and speed, swimming
underwater toward him.
     Then he was suddenly against her. She grabbed him, playfully
drawing him down with her. The touch of his skin thrilled her. The
knowledge that he was as naked as she added to the thrill. She
wrestled with him as he overcame the first moment of surprise. His
hands grabbed at her lush body. He caught a tit in one hand and
pulled at it playfully. His fingers rubbed across her nipple,
sending delicious tremors through the heaving globe. Karen thrust
the breast anxiously against him, then broke free of his grasp. She
needed a breath of air and didn't want him to recognize her, not
yet. She wasn't sure whom he thought it was in the pool with her,
but she didn't want him to realize that it was his kid sister. Hell
no!
     She was lucky. Karen saw his head out of the water when he
came up for air. He was looking in the other direction, though. He
was searching the dark pool for her while taking great gulps of air
himself. She drew in a long breath and ducked back under the water.
She swam toward him and grabbed him again. This time she got her
hand on his cock. She came up from behind him and reached around.
She ran her hand up his thigh until she got hold of his meat.
     She could hardly believe it. Brad had a hard-on! She had
expected to grab a soft pecker. Instead she felt a huge, stone hard
cock. She held it tightly, rubbing her tits against his back while
he fought to turn and face her. They thrashed in the water as he
turned. His face plunged into her tits as she changed hands,
grasping that wonderful piece of hard meat with the other as he
turned toward her. His mouth sucked on her tits. His tongue lapped
at a nipple. His hands roved along her body, driving the blonde
into a frenzy of delight.
     He took a quick gasp of air again and returned to her tits. By
now he had his cock against her legs, pumping it toward her like he
wanted to stick it into her pussy. Karen managed to get her head
out of the water and draw another saving gasp of fresh oxygen. Then
she felt his cock hitting against her clit. Brad was hunching that
monster up at her like he was determined to get it into her. It was
the most fabulous experience Karen had ever had. She relaxed in his
arms, hoping he could manage it before he recognized her. Wouldn't
that be something? Wouldn't it be hilarious if Brad actually fucked
her before he knew it was her?
     It didn't work that way, though. His head came up from her
tits. He was laughing as he looked at her. He was laughing one
moment and frowning with shock the next. Karen was about to duck
her head under the water again. Brad grabbed her by the hair,
though. He pulled her up and stared at her. His eyes were
glittering even in the moonlit pool.
     "Karen!" he gasped. "What the hell are you doing out here? I
thought you were Anne!"
     The blonde was about to plead with him when she realized what
he had said. It would have been all right if she had been Anne! He
had been trying to get his cock in her because he thought it was
her older sister! She felt a moment of anger, then realized that
she might be able to use this slip of his tongue.
     "You'd have fucked Anne!" she accused. "You were all set for a
good screw, weren't you? Your cock was all big and hard. You were
trying your best to stick it in me. You thought I was Anne. You've
been screwing Anne, haven't you? You and Anne have been fucking
together all summer!"
     "That's none of your business!" he snapped at her. "What Anne
and I do doesn't concern you. Now, you get out of this pool and get
your clothes back on!"
     "Sure," she answered him, bouncing about in the water. "Soon
as you finish what you started."
     "The hell I will!" he gasped. "I didn't start a damn thing.
Get out of here, Karen. Get out of here now!"
     "What's the matter?" she taunted. "Did you discover that I'm
not so young, after all? That was a grown woman's tit you had in
your hand, wasn't it? My pussy has hair on it now, Brad. I'm
fifteen. I'm older than Anne was when she started. I'm older than
you were, too, I bet! I just bet you that you've fucked girls
younger than me.
     Her brother tried to turn away from her. He pulled back from
their embrace despite her clinging to him. Something about the
tension in his body told her that she was right. Something about
his actions also told her that he'd liked the tit that had been in
his hand, had enjoyed the ripe breasts that he'd been kissing so
fervently.
     "You want to!" she accused. "You've got a hard-on still! You
want to fuck me as bad as I want to be fucked!"
     Brad swam away from her. He swam to the edge of the pool and
climbed out. He was still hard. In the moonlight she could see it.
His cock was hard and throbbing. She got out of the pool and caught
him before he could go in the sliding door. She pulled him into the
shadows, toward a waiting chaise lounge. The luscious young blond
rubbed her maddening body against him, her lips pleading with him.
     "Anne says that I'm not too young," she told him. "I'm old
enough to cunt suck with her! Didn't she tell you about that?"
     "No!" he gasped in surprise. His moment's pause was his
undoing. In that pause he looked down at the lovely young blonde.
His cock pulsed eagerly as he saw those gorgeous tits and
remembered how they had felt beneath his lips. He could see the
deep shadow of her crotch and imagine how sweet it would be...
     "Mmmmmm," Karen sighed as he eased her down onto the chaise.
"Ohhhh, yesss!"
     He slipped down beside her. Brad reached for her tits. He
cupped one of her lovely breasts, amazed at how full and round it
was. It was firm and hard, yet soft and light at the same time.
Damn, it was beautiful! He ran his fingers sensuously around it,
tracing its shape. He cupped it again from the side, then from
beneath. He caught it in his hand and rolled it about. He teased at
the nipple as she moaned softly in her growing delight.
     "You are a big girl," he muttered hoarsely. "You're a damn big
girl. At least, you've got the tits of a big girl."
     "I've been trying to tell you that," Karen murmured softly.
"I've been trying all summer."
     She had gotten her hand back on his cock and was tracing its
great curving sweep with her fingers. Her fingertips examined the
delicious size of his head, then ran along his pulsing shaft in
amazement. God, he had a beautiful cock! This was even more
exciting than she'd dreamed a cock would be. She caressed it more
firmly, closing her fingers around the hard meat and feeling the
powerful throbs that shook it.
     "There's a lot of summer left," her brother reminded her. "We
get you into action with Anne and me, and we'll really have a great
vacation."
     "You sure changed awful fast," she teased him. "Five minutes
ago, you wouldn't have touched me. Now you're looking forward to a
summer of fucking."
     Brad worked her other tit, bringing the same delirious
sensations surging through it. Karen seethed with delight, her
nipples hard and burning from the work of his fingers. She felt
like she'd grown another inch from his massaging of her anxious
breasts. Sparks of erotic pleasure ran about each nipple and spread
through her tits. She glanced down, amazed at how firmly they stood
up for his fondling. Damn! She never seen them stand out like this,
even inside a bra. That pleased Karen. To her it meant that her
body was made to be handled by a man. Just look how it responded.
     Damn, just look!
     "So beautiful!" her brother breathed in admiration. He was
looking. He was looking and approving heartily. "God, you're
lovely! I've never gotten my hands on such great knockers."
     He leaned his face down and sucked gently on one of her
nipples. Hotter flames shot through her tits as he sucked slowly on
the tingling nipple. His tongue tried to cool the fire, lapping
sensuously across the hard button. He didn't cool her down, not a
damn bit. In fact, he got her even hotter. Ohhhh, was she getting
hot! Karen panted as she twisted beneath him. She played more
actively with his lunging prick. She got both hands on his cock.
She held it tightly. Then she pushed one hand back up beneath it.
She fingered his balls. A boy's nuts held almost as much
fascination to her as his cock. She had played with the balls of a
friend's baby brother once, totally amazed at the silky feel to the
sac and the way the nuts moved about inside. Brad's were even more
amazing. His sac seemed tight as she caressed it. Maybe that had
something to do with his cock being so long and hard.
     "Ohhhh, Sis!" Brad moaned. "You're driving me wild with the
way you play with me. Ohhhh, I'm getting the wildest hard I ever
had!"
     Karen took that as a compliment. The way his eyes were glowing
made her sure he meant it that way. She teased him even more
brazenly, pumping his cock firmly while she worked her fingers
slowly over his trembling balls. Karen gasped as her brother began
to caress down toward her pussy. She felt the tension rising inside
her as he stroked over her hips and inside her thighs. She tingled
as his finger came to the lips of her cunt and teased her
affectionately. Her thighs were trembling in excitement. Inside her
pussy she could feel her nerves glowing as she anticipated the
entrance of his finger into her. She pumped his cock faster, her
hand squeezing his shaft in frenzied desire.
     "Kiss it," Brad whispered to her. "Kiss my hot meat. I want to
feel those soft lips of yours along it while I get your pussy all
nice and ready."
     The girl slid downward in the chaise, then leaned over him.
She pulled the lunging cock to her lips and kissed the wide,
bulging head. She kissed down the shaft, then returned to the head.
She planted her lips firmly against the tip of his prick and sucked
slowly and invitingly. Her tongue darted against the pecker. She
sucked and tongued him as she felt his passion rising wildly inside
him. Brad slipped his finger into her and pressed her clit. She
felt the swirl of new pleasure sweep through her as he massaged her
passion button. Her cunt was letting its juices flow now, getting
her passage all oiled and anxious. She moaned softly as Brad kept
up his taunting play with her clit. She kissed his cock more
fervently, then felt it lunge between her lips.
     "Take it inside," he breathed huskily. "Come on, baby! Suck me
for a minute. Ohhhh, suck my aching prick!"
     Karen didn't have much choice. He already had the meat inside
her mouth. He plunged his cock between her lips, jamming it almost
into her throat. She closed her lips tightly about it, careful to
not let him get it so far as to choke her. She started sucking the
quivering rod. She sucked deeply, tasting his peculiar tang, then
blew instinctively against the cock. Brad writhed with pleasure,
moaning ecstatically while he rubbed more vigorously at her clit.
     "Aaaaiiiiiii!" he gasped. "Ohhhh, Karen! You're fabulous!
Ohhhh, Sis! I never got such a good blow!"
     His finger moved past her clit and began rubbing along the wet
interior of her pussy. Karen shuddered at the delicious tremors of
passion he sent through her. She sucked harder on his cock, letting
him thrust the meat deeper into her mouth. She could suck until the
tip of the cock was just closing her throat, then ease her face
back enough to breathe again. Karen kept sucking and blowing on his
prick until she heard him gasping for breath. His body was
trembling wildly. His hand shook at her tit. His finger trembled
inside her pussy. His cock jumped.
     "Damn!" he panted. "I've got to get my cock in your pussy. I
don't want to let it go in your mouth, not this time. I want to lay
this load into that satin cunt."
     He pulled his cock from her mouth. The teenager tingled as he
stretched her out on the chaise and crawled on top of her. He
spread her thighs and nestled himself between them. His wild pecker
drove up against her pussy, lodging his head inside where it rubbed
her clit into shimmering passion.
     "Uhhhh!"  he  panted. "Ohhhh,  Sis! Uhhhmmmmm!"
     He shoved roughly, frustrated by the membrane of her virginity
that blocked the accomplishment of his pleasure. He rammed his cock
brutally against her cherry. Karen shuddered at his force, suddenly
frightened by the pain she was sure would come. It was too late to
think about that, she knew. There was no way of stopping Brad even
if she'd wanted to. She didn't want to. Hell no she didn't. The
sooner she lost that damned cherry the better.
     "Go ahead!" she urged him. "Hurry! Pop it, Brad! Knock the
hell out of my cherry!"
     She felt him pause, gathering his strength and courage. Karen
clenched her eyes tightly shut, as though not being able to see
would somehow lessen the pain. It didn't. When he did lunge, she
screamed a short cry of agony, a scream muffled by his hand as he
covered her mouth.
     "Shut up, damn it!" he muttered. "You want to wake everybody?"
     "Ohhhh!" she moaned. "Ohhhhh! "
     She was sure he had torn her. He must have left her pussy in
tatters, the way it felt down there. She could feel her blood
gushing from the tattered cherry. The girl would have been shocked
had she seen how little blood there actually was. It felt like she
was sending it out in great spurts. She trembled, moaning softly
while he caressed her gently.
     "Easy, Sis," he told her in a sobering voice. "Easy now. The
hard part is over. I'm already inside you. I'll hold still for a
few minutes until you get used to it."
     He did hold his prick still. He didn't try to drive that lust-
maddened instrument through her for a minute. His hands weren't
still, however. He caressed her tits more eagerly than ever. He
thumbed her nipples until they were buttons of pure delight. He
cupped each tit lovingly, stroking them luxuriously until they
swelled outward even more full and ripe. Karen writhed beneath him
as her tits throbbed with new desire. She gingerly hunched her
pussy along the length of his cock. He was right. She didn't hurt
so much any more. She was sore. She was a little numb. There was no
blinding pain any more, however. Instead there was a warm glow. Her
pussy felt strangely different. Maybe it was the knowledge that her
cherry was gone. She didn't know. She sure didn't care. This was no
time for self-analysis. This was a time for fucking!
     "Mmmmmm!"  she  murmured. "OOoooo, yesssss, I'm ready now! I'm
ready, Brad! Fuck me! Oooo, yes! Fuck me!"
     Her brother began pumping his cock into her with slow, easy
strokes. Any fine edge of excitement his prick may have lost as
they waited for her pain to subside was gone now. The big
instrument was swelling up bigger and harder than ever. He drove it
roughly at her, twisting his body about to increase the delirious
feeling of completely filling her inexperienced cunt. Karen
squealed softly as she felt her pussy sucking luxuriously at the
mammoth meat. This was better than she ever dreamed. Damn! Fucking
was a hell of a lot more fun than anyone had ever told her.
     "I love it!" she whispered to Brad. "Ooooeeee! Ride me! Fuck
me! Ooooooo!"
     Her pussy was going crazy! Fantastic pleasure pulsed all
through her cunt. Every nerve seemed alive. Fiery sparks were
turning her into a furnace of blazing passion. She rolled her head
from side to side, hunching her cunt rapidly along his frantically
thrusting cock. She wrapped her legs about his waist, hugging
tightly against him. She rolled her tits lusciously into his chest,
gasping and panting in her surging desire.
     "Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" Brad panted. "Oohhh, Sis! Ohhhh, what a sweet
pussy! Ohhhh, Baby!"
     "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Karen chanted. The sound of the word sent
added excitement through her. "Fuck! Fuck! Ooooooeeeeee!"
     They were thrashing about recklessly now. Their passions were
sweeping through them both, carrying them rapidly toward their
orgasms. Karen felt that gorgeous moment of rapture come shuddering
upon her. She gasped helplessly, struggling to speak and urge her
brother into his own climax. Instead, all she could manage was to
groan passionately. She gurgled a few times, then moaned again
softly, pleadingly.
     "Yes, baby!" her brother panted as he read her mind, "Ohhh,
yes! I'm ready to fill that sweet pussy!"
     He did! Ohhh, damn! Did he ever! Karen shuddered even more
delightedly as she felt his hot cum gush through her. The orgasm
that already had begun to shake her intensified. She thought she
was going to lose consciousness from the sheer delirious pleasure
of it all. It was beautiful. It was fantastic. It was the most
delicious feeling she'd ever experienced. It was more unbelievable
than she could ever have imagined.
     "Ooooooo!" she gasped. "Mmmmmm! Ooooooeeeeee!"



                             Chapter 5

     She tossed the sheets back and lay still for a few more
minutes. Sunlight streamed in her window, its rays striking her
naked body and turning the tanned skin to a deep, beautiful golden
color. She took several deep breaths. She felt great this morning.
She ought to. Karen moistened her lips sensuously. She let her
memory drift back to last night. A shiver of pleasure ran through
her. Her firm tits heaved lusciously. Her golden thighs glowed. Her
long blonde hair glistened in the sunlight.
     "Mmmmmm!" she groaned in pleasure as she slowly stretched.
Damn! She felt so good! Her pussy had the softest, warmest glow
still in it. The girl felt down at her cunt slowly. A hazy smile
played at the corners of her lips. She had gotten fucked! It was
almost impossible to believe it, but it had happened. The soreness
in her pussy was proof of that. The beautiful ache in her tits was
even more proof. She felt magnificent.
     She should, she told herself. She had been magnificent She had
been a hell of a fuck. That's what her brother had told her. He had
held her tightly after their fuck and told her how beautiful she
was and how she had given him the sweetest fuck of his life. Karen
lifted one knee and watched the flow of sunlight down her thigh.
She twisted about, slowly rising and stretching again. She cupped
her tits and bounced them in pleasure as she prepared to rise from
the bed.
     "Yes?" she called out as she heard a light tap at her door.
"Come on in."
     She hoped that it would be her brother. That would be great.
That would be one hell of a way to begin the day, wouldn't it? She
shivered at the thought. Even if it was Anne, she decided, she
wouldn't object to a good cunt suck, either. She felt like being
loved. She wanted her tits massaged. She wanted her thighs petted.
     It wasn't either of them, though. Nina, the maid, stuck her
head into the room, a question on her face. She saw the naked girl
and pulled her head back quickly.
     "I'm sorry, Miss Wilson!" she called out from the other side
of the door. "I thought perhaps you were already up. I'll be back
to clean your room later."
     "Come on in now!" Karen answered her, "No reason why you can't
come on in."
     She smiled up at the maid as Nina stepped quickly inside. The
brunette closed the door quickly, as though she feared someone else
might see the naked body of the lovely girl who was sitting up in
her bed. The dark young woman averted her gaze, unwilling to stare
at Karen. The blond  smiled  her  amusement. Nina was embarrassed.
That seemed funny. Wasn't she used to seeing naked girls?
     Nina had worked for the Wilsons the last three years. Karen
knew very little about the woman, except that she was very nice.
She was nice looking, too. The blonde watched her as she worked
rapidly about the room. Nina must be close to thirty, she guessed.
She carried her extra weight well. Her thighs were rather full, but
she'd kept her tiny waist. She'd always had large tits, ever since
she came to work for them. Lately, however, they seemed to be
getting even larger. Karen wondered if the man who took her out a
couple of times each week had anything to do with that. She felt a
quiver of jealousy at the thought that Roger might be getting a
little of that pussy also. She'd seen the maid coming out of his
apartment three or four times in the last month.
     Karen hopped up from the bed. She didn't want to think about
that. Nina was five or six years older than Roger. Unless he wanted
some experience with an older woman, he wouldn't be interested in
the brunette. Karen tried unsuccessfully to convince herself of
that as she walked over and picked her brush up from the dresser.
She went back to her bed and sat on the rumpled sheet as she
brushed vigorously at her hair.
     "Anything else?" Nina asked her, indicating the room. Her face
suddenly showed a change of expression. She stepped toward the bed,
her hand outstretched. "Here, let me help you with your hair."
     She sat behind Karen, taking the brush from her and beginning
to pull it through the hair in long, sensuous strokes. The blonde
relaxed, enjoying the luxury of such attention. She enjoyed the
touch of Nina's hand on her shoulder as well. She shivered at the
way the maid brushed her hair into gleaming brilliance.
     Nina's huge tits pressed into the back of the girl's arm as
she worked. The maid's legs touched her ass. Karen could smell the
rich, exotic perfume the maid wore. She slowly moved her arms up
and down, rubbing them back into those fantastic breasts.
     "You have the most beautiful hair," Nina told her with that
slight accent which added to the beauty of her rich voice. "Mine is
so strait and heavy. Yours is light and fluffy, as delicate and
beautiful as your body."
     "I think you have beautiful hair," Karen answered her. She
meant it. She would like to have hair so heavy and thick. It would
be so much easier to control. She'd also like to have tits as
prominent as those that were mashing against her arms. "I'll bet
the men love to run their hands through it. I'm positive that they
have no complaints at all about your body."
     "I have the complaints about that," Nina muttered. "I have
lots of complaints there. My tits are too damn big. "
     "I never heard of that!" Karen gasped. "How can they be too
big? Mine are nice, better than most girls in school. Yours make
mine, though, look like mosquito bites. Gee, I'd like to have a
pair as big as yours."
     "No you wouldn't," Nina disagreed. "You wouldn't, either. You
have the best size breasts. Yours are full and lovely. Mine are
just a lot of trouble. A man looks at me and can't think of
anything else."
     "That's bad?" Karen asked. "Shoot! As long as they're
grabbing, God bless them!"
     "You can say that," Nina retorted, "because they also grab for
your pert little ass. You've got a beautiful pair of legs. Men give
attention to all of you. With me, you'd never think I had anything
but tits. They don't caress my thighs. They don't finger my pussy.
They grab my tits and spend all night hung up with them."
     "You mean," Karen asked in amazement, "they never fuck you?"
She could feel those magnificent breasts shake against her arms as
Nina laughed. The maid suddenly reached around her and hugged her
back into those beautiful breasts. She kept laughing for a few
minutes. Then she finally controlled her mirth and spoke again.
     "Oh yes," she admitted. "They do want to get around to that.
They've gotten themselves all hard and anxious from my tits. My
cunt, though, is still dry. They've been too busy playing titty-
cake to even get me lubricated. I hate being dry fucked! Hell, if I
want any oil in my pussy, I have to work it up myself."
     Karen suddenly realized the truth of the maid's complaint.
After last night, she could understand. A girl needed her pussy
worked up before she took a healthy sized cock in it. Nina had a
real problem. Karen could admit that readily. She told the brunette
that she sympathized with her.
     "Sometimes it's worse," Nina added. "Sometimes all they want
to do is fuck my tits."
     "Do what?" the blonde asked in confusion.
     "Tit fuck," the maid repeated. "They pull my breasts over
their meat and plow away. I don't mind that. Hell, it's a lot of
fun. I don't like it, though, when they shoot off between them. I'm
laying there, fingering my pussy and they've already finished. I
sometimes want to cut their pricks off!"
     "Ohhhh, that would be terrible!" Karen gasped. "I mean it
would be terrible to lay there all ready to be fucked and they
can't keep it up any longer."
     She turned and hugged the buxom maid. Their breasts merged
together as they embraced. Karen's tits began to tingle from the
contact. She shuddered in quick excitement as her young breasts
were enveloped by the lush tits of the brunette. She moved her body
slightly, letting their nipples brush against one another. Even
through Nina's bra and blouse, the tits set themselves on fire with
pleasure. The teenager looked into the maid's brown eyes and
laughed as she saw the same glow of pleasure..
     "Miss Wilson," Nina protested softly, "This gets me too
excited. I'm afraid this is a little too risky."
     "Karen," the blonde insisted. "Call me Karen and stop
worrying, I heard Mom and Dad leave a while ago. We don't have to
worry about Anne or Brad. If they walk in, we'll just ask them to
join us.
     Nina hesitated, clearly reluctant to follow the girl's
invitation. As she struggled with her better judgment, Karen pulled
back far enough so that their nipples just barely touched. She
swayed her body from side to side, letting the nipples thump
happily across one another. She giggled at the apprehensive
expression on Nina's face and slipped a hand up the maid's skirt.
She caressed slowly and sensuously along the firm thigh as she saw
the reluctance dissolve in those brown eyes. Nina began responding,
rocking back and forth with the girl and savoring the luscious
experience. The girls smiled warmly at each other as they became
more daring,
     "Mmmmmmm," Karen sighed as she reached for the maid's blouse.
"Oooooo, I want to see if they're as nice outside a bra as they
seem to be."
     She pulled the blouse from Nina's shoulders. The girl wore one
of those thick bras, the kind necessary to carry tits of such
magnitude. Karen leaned down and eyed the voluptuous skin that was
pushed up over the top of the bra. She kissed along the top of each
tit and reached behind her partner. She unsnapped the bra and
pulled it from Nina. The huge breasts rolled out before her, their
beauty beyond her expectation. She gasped with pleasure. She'd
never seen so much tit in her whole life. She shuddered as she
pulled the maid back against her. Their breasts rubbed even more
maddeningly against each other. The play of nipples was breath-
taking, Ecstatic delight shot through her breasts as they touched.
Karen lifted her tits and rubbed them teasingly -list the older
woman. Nina followed her lead. They sat facing each other,
playfully stroking tit against tit, nipple against nipple.
     "I might get more pleasure from tit stroking," the maid
chuckled, "If they always got rubbed with other tits. Mmmmm, this
sure beats having a sweaty old hand all over them."
     She laughed, causing her voluptuous orbs to bounce even more
maddeningly against Karen's excited breasts. The buxom, dark-haired
woman pulled back a moment. She arched her back and thrust the
fantastic tits out toward the girl.
     "Look!" she giggled. "They don't sag at all! I bet you though
they'd sag, didn't you? See how firm they are."
     Now that she had mentioned it, Karen did marvel at them. They
were sure the hell big enough to flop down on the maid's chest.
They didn't, though. They stuck out there as though they were
begging to be grasped, to be loved. She leaned over and began
kissing them. The little blonde pushed Nina onto her back, coming
over her as she sucked deliriously at those taunting breasts. Her
tongue darted eagerly over the firm nipples, lapping at them until
she felt them harden tightly beneath her.
     "Ohhhhh, honey! Ohhhhh!" Nina panted, beginning to writhe in
pleasure. She cupped her hands about the girl's tits. Her thumbs
ran sensuously across Karen's nipples. She worked the girl
expertly. Karen shuddered at the delightful sparks which ran
thrillingly through her surging breasts. She sucked more anxiously
at Nina's tits, cupping them in her hands as she sucked
frantically. She moved her face from one to the other in frenzied
alteration, then buried her head between the mountains of satin
flesh. She turned back and forth, rolling luxuriously in the midst
of the luscious pillows and nibbling at one nipple, then the other.
     "Mmmmmmm!" she murmured. "Oooooo, they're soooo beautiful!
Mmmmmm, I love them! I wish I could spend hours just kissing them
and eating at them."
     Nina laughed again. The dark-haired maid began twisting her
body about. She struggled beneath the excited caresses of the
teenager until she managed to turn herself in the opposite
direction.
     "Now!" she whispered. "Now I can get in the game, too."
     She had her face beneath the quivering tits of the blonde.
Nina drew one of the ripe, young breasts to her mouth and began to
kiss around the quivering areola. She taunted and teased the girl,
then caught the nipple in her lips. Both hands held the trembling,
pulsing tit while she sucked slowly and adoringly at the hot,
wildly responsive nipple. Karen felt as though her whole body was
on fire. The girl attacked her maid's mammoth tits more vigorously,
more demandingly. She sucked and caressed eagerly while her body
pulsed and throbbed with the desires Nina had kindled. She was
determined to get the brunette into the same trembling state of
quivering passion
     "Ohhhh, honey!" Nina breathed huskily. "Ohhhh, you're good!
You are so damn good! You're giving me a hell of a loving I've had
girls play with my tits before, but nothing like this. You've got
me shaking like crazy. My tits are so excited that my pussy has
already started sweating. Ooooooeeeee! Keep going, Baby! Keep
building me like this!"
     Karen felt her body responding wildly to the praise. She had
no doubt that Nina was responding just as passionately. The
brunette had murmured about her pussy being hot. Karen wanted to
feel it pulsing against her. She wanted to feel Nina's hot box
throb against her tingling cunt. The teenager wrestled her body
about, turning on the sheet until she was again lying in the same
direction as the older girl. She slipped between Nina's thighs and
Struggled until she managed to get her pussy tightly against the
dark-haired cunt of the panting woman.
     "Let me feel it!" she whispered. "Let me feel our pussies
kissing each other. I want to let them suck each other!"
     She pressed herself harder into the brunette's crotch. Their
clits were both stimulated into delirious frenzy as they rubbed
slowly back and forth. Electric shivers ran up through Karen's
pussy. Her cunt was shaking and trembling, going crazy from the
sensuous delight that pulsed through her.
     "God!" Nina gasped. "That's beautiful! Ohhhh, honey, that's
beautiful!"
     Their tits lunged about, rolling and swelling against each
other. Their cunts pressed tighter over one another, the flooding
juice of their lubricating oils merging as the two girls trembled
and throbbed with passion. They hunched against each other, their
hands roving over each glowing body with anxious frenzy. They
caressed ass and thigh. They cupped tits. They explored waists and
hips. Their breath began to come in labored gasps as their cunts
grew more and more ecstatic.
     "I'm going crazy!" Nina moaned. "Ohhhh, I'll go mad if I don't
get to eat your pussy!"
     "I'm all for that!" the blonde gasped. "I'm all in favor of
you eating my cunt. Mmmmmm! I want to get my mouth on that sweet
little box that has been driving me so wild, too."
     The girls broke apart for a moment. Their eyes met, laughing
softly and eagerly, while their bodies still pulsed with the
passion they had generated. They blew a kiss and then twisted about
in the bed once more. They positioned themselves where they could
each get their mouths at the other girl's pussy. Karen looked at
the quivering cunt lips in front of her. She could see the moisture
in Nina's hair and across the lips of her pussy. Karen moistened
her lips as she contemplated the luscious cunt for a moment. She
was just lowering her face toward it when she felt Nina's mouth
close over her glowing, panting pussy.
     "Mmmmmm!" the brunette moaned. "Oooooo! Gonna suck this sweet
pussy! I'm going to eat the hell out of such sweet cunt!"
     Then she came after Karen with passionate demand. Her mouth
clamped tightly over the girl's pussy. Her tongue lapped eagerly
into Karen's slit. She sucked deeply on the youngster's clit,
tongued into it again, and finally blew forcefully up along the
quivering inner passage.
     "Eeeeee!" Karen gasped in delight. "Oooooeeee! Mmmmmm! I never
felt it so good! My pussy never felt so wild and happy!"
     That wasn't quite true, of course. Her pussy had enjoyed being
fucked by a boy, had enjoyed it even more. Still, it seemed right
to say this. After all, the brunette was sure giving her a hell of
a good suck. Her passion was roaring all through her. She felt even
more frantically happy as her lips closed over the quivering pussy
of the maid. She drove her tongue into the silken lips and found
the maid's clit. She felt Karen leap about as she lapped that
passion button into delirium. She sucked eagerly, pulling the
slowly pumping juices into her mouth, then blowing just as firmly
as she had felt herself blown.
     The girls rocked together. They swayed on the soft bed. They
wrapped their thighs around each other and held each head
imprisoned between soft, sensuous thighs. They sucked at cunts
while their hands roved, grabbing at tits and ass with anxious
delight. Karen filled one hand with tit, the other with ass. She
shook both rapidly while she felt her pussy go absolutely wild from
the loving. Her whole body was trembling. Her teeth, even, were
shaking from the surging emotion. They groped and sucked
frantically as their orgasms rushed through them.
     "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ohhhhhh!" the maid moaned and grunted. "Honey!
Ohhhh, honey! I'm there! I'm coming! Ohhhhh!"
     "Right with you, Nina!" Karen gasped. "Mmmmmmm! I feel it,
too!"
     She plunged her mouth back over the maid's cunt, sucking even
more hungrily. Nina's thighs trembled about her. They clung to each
other tightly while their climax roared over them. They sucked and
throbbed. They twisted and writhed in delight. They gasped and
panted as they exploded into a pair of orgasms. The room whirled
around them. The world outside the bedroom ceased to exist. Karen
tingled as her climax swept her into ecstasy. She held tightly to
Nina as they rode through the delicious experience.
     The room was filled with the smell of woman as they finally
rolled apart. Delayed spasms still shook both bodies. They held
hands, twisting their fingers together while they smiled hazily
into each other s eyes.
     "Mmmmmm,"  Karen  moaned  softly. "Mmmmmm, that was good! What
a delicious way to start the day!"
     "Or end it," the brunette laughed, patting the girl's tits.
"Start it or end it, even have a little fun in between."
     They laughed together. Karen stretched luxuriously. Her body
felt soft and lovely. It should, she told herself. It had been
loved properly last night. It had awakened this morning to a good
cunt suck. What a summer lay ahead of her! Now that everyone was
accepting her as old enough, she was going to have one hell of a
good time.



                             Chapter 6

     The little blonde paused at the door. Her heart was beating
like a trip-hammer. She wondered if she ought to knock or just go
on up. She hesitated a moment, then decided that it would be less
risky if she went on inside. She opened the door quietly, then
climbed the stairs, taking special care to make as little sound as
possible.
     He would be expecting her, she knew. Well, maybe it wasn't her
he expected. He was after a little nooky, though. He would be
waiting for his pussy to show up. Wouldn't he be surprised to see
the new package? The thought sent a shiver of excitement up the
girl's spine.
     She'd been lucky. She'd been lucky all around. First, she had
been lucky that they hadn't known she was sunning on the patio.
She'd been in a different spot than usual. She had pulled a chaise
lounge off to the side. Karen had been laying quietly, almost
hidden up against the hedge that separated the gardens from the
pool and terrace.
     Nina hadn't seen her. Roger couldn't have seen her. She had
stirred from her light nap just in time to catch the maid slipping
across the stones and easing into the garden. Something about the
stealth made Karen suspicious. Nina kept glancing back toward the
house like she wanted to be sure that no one was watching her.
Since she hadn't wanted to be watched, Karen watched her. She
watched through the hedge as the maid went into the garden and
walked softly up behind Roger. She caught him unawares, wrapping
her arms about him and hugging him tauntingly. She rubbed those
immense tits an against him while a broad, pleased smile broke
across the boy's face.
     "Hey!" he laughed. "Cut it out! If you want to play, then let
me get around facing you. I've got a big piece of meat I'd like to
rub against you."
     "Not here!" Nina scolded him. "You get that pecker moving
against me and we'd be here all day."
     "Great idea!" Roger answered, breaking free of her embrace and
turning to face her. Karen felt a pang of jealousy and resentment
as he pulled the brunette against him and hunched his hot prick
against her. At least the blonde assumed it was hot. From the
reaction of the brunette it must have been steaming. Nina pulled
back like she'd been scalded. Her eyes smiled, but the rest of her
body acted angry.
     "Stop that!" she hissed at him. "You'll get plenty of time to
do that!"
     "When?" he asked, reaching out and cupping one of her tits
while he stared at her. "Damn, woman! You come out and rub those
beauties all over me, then my to keep cool."
     "For now," she replied. "Isn't this your afternoon to work on
the books?"
     "You know it is," he agreed. "I'll be upstairs for an hour or
so, balancing the account. Can't have Mr. W. getting mad because I
spend money without giving account. Why?"
     "I just thought you might need a little help," Nina told him,
a faint smile playing about her mouth; "Since you'll have an excuse
to be inside, I thought I might supply more reason."
     "Just be sure the girl doesn't catch you again," Roger
muttered. "You've been getting careless. We don't want the family
to know about our fun times. You let Karen keep seeing you coming
out of the garage and she'll get suspicious. Let her tell her old
man and we'll both get fired."
     "You think so?" Nina asked. "I don't. I don't think Mr. Wilson
would want to fire me. Maybe his wife wouldn't let him fire you."
     "Shut up!" the boy snapped, giving her a quick slap on the
ass. "Don't talk that way!"
     Nina posed her body for him, thrusting her tits provocatively
toward him for a moment, then turning away. She looked back over
her shoulder and winked at him.
     "Ill see you this afternoon," she promised. "We ought to have
a couple of hours to play before I have to get back to the
kitchen."
     Karen was not sure of the meaning of some of their banter. She
suspected that they both had been teasing her parents a little bit.
She knew that her mother did enjoy the company of younger men
sometimes. And her Dad had never turned down a piece of young pussy
according to the talk around school. Maybe the two servants
suspected the style of life her parents had adopted. She shrugged
her shoulders.
     That had been her first piece of luck. The second came at
lunch. They were just finishing when her mother called the maid
back from the kitchen. She told Nina that she would be needing her
for the afternoon. She wanted the brunette's assistance with one of
her projects. Karen was never quite sure what these projects of her
mother's were all about. She thought they might mean decorating for
one of those parties her parents were always attending. Today she
couldn't have cared less. All she knew was that Roger was expecting
some pussy and Nina wouldn't be around to handle his needs.
     Karen had remained downstairs keeping an eye on the maid. She
didn't want to give Nina a chance to slip out to the garage and
explain to Roger. She would do the explaining herself. The teenager
breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her mother and the brunette
drive off. Everything had been working right. Her mother's car had
even been parked in front of the house. Poor Nina didn't even have
a chance to signal the boy from the drive.
     She looked out and saw Roger coming from the garage. Karen
remembered that he came over to the house every day for lunch. He
and Nina ate together in the kitchen after the family had been fed.
A moment of terror swept through the girl. The kitchen! Nina would
have left a message in the kitchen!
     She leaped up and raced to the kitchen, anxious to get there
before Roger came in the back door. She ran in, her eyes sweeping
the room frantically. Yes, there it was! A note had been left
beside the boy's plate. She grabbed it quickly, not taking time to
read it. She had already torn it three times and was dropping it in
the trash when the door opened. She turned and smiled at Roger as
he looked about for the brunette.
     "Nina here?" he asked, still looking about.
     "She and Mom ran to the store I think." Karen lied. "They
should be back in a half hour or so. She left your lunch here for
you."
     She debated remaining. She hesitated, then walked out, leaving
him to eat in peace. Why not? Hell, she was going to have him all
afternoon. Instead of remaining and tormenting him, she ran
upstairs and took a hurried shower. She pulled out her best cologne
and lavished it over her body. This was going to be a good fuck.
She wanted it to be the best he'd ever had. She rubbed the exotic
smell into her skin, then slipped into her tightest shorts. She
pulled on her most seductive halter and checked her appearance in
the mirror.
     Hell yes, she looked all right. She looked as appealing as
hell. She mustn't rush this, however. Shit! Roger hadn't even
finished eating and she was all set to start banging away. The
blonde laughed at her impatience, then stretched out across her
bed. She propped her head on both pillows and waited anxiously
until the time she figured he'd be expecting his caller.
     Now she eased up his stairs, knowing that he was above her.
Was he already naked? Was he, perhaps, waiting naked in his bed?
The thought sent another beautiful chill along her spine. Karen
made it to the top of the stairs and discovered another door. She
tested the knob, found it unlocked, and opened the door into his
small apartment. She looked around, amazed at the strange taste
Roger showed. Huge, fake fur rugs were spread everywhere. Pictures
of naked girls covered the walls. Incense was burning in two small
iron pots. The whole apartment reeked with the heady aroma. Karen
was glad that she had used the cologne. If smell intrigued Roger,
then she would give him plenty of that. She didn't see him,
however. Roger wasn't in the room. A frown creased Karen's forehead
as she stepped toward the bed with its heavy fur coverlet.
     "Be right there," Roger's voice sounded from a room beyond. "I
didn't hear you come back. Get ready, baby! I've gotten hornier
than hell waiting for you."
     Karen giggled and slipped out of her halter. She stopped at
the edge of the bed and pulled her shorts down. Her panties
followed immediately as she heard his footsteps coming across the
next room. The blonde hopped onto the bed, the rich, furry cover
sending a tingle all over her body. She lay back, waiting as he
stepped into the room.
     "What the hell! " he gasped. "What the hell are you doing
here?"
     He hadn't been waiting naked. He hadn't been dressed, either.
Roger wore only a pair of jockey shorts. They didn't conceal much.
They sure the hell showed a huge wad of cock and balls down in his
groin. The heavy, black hair showed through the white cloth, giving
an added touch of excitement. He had dark hair across his chest,
too. Somehow it looked heavier, more lush than the light blond hair
on her brother. Karen shivered, wondering if all that hair would
tickle her when she rubbed her tits against it.
     "Get out of here!" Roger demanded. "Get your clothes back on
and get out! "
     His face was livid with anger. He was panting. His nostrils
flared as he looked at her. Damn right he was looking. He might be
acting like he was mad but he sure was staring the hell out of her
tits and pussy. Karen smiled sweetly, as though he had only told
her that she was beautiful. She arched her back, thrusting her tits
upward. She lifted one knee to pose her softly rounded thigh and
calf for his inspection.
     "Out!" he repeated, stepping closer. His breath was coming
rapidly. "Come on, hurry up! Get out of here!"
     "No way," she answered him calmly. "I came as substitute. You
want someone else to substitute? You want maybe Anne? Maybe you
want Mom to come up here."
     He staggered backwards as if she had slapped him. Karen didn't
understand why. She would later. All she saw at the moment, though,
was that he was on the defensive. She quickly followed up her
advantage.
     "Come on," she cooed softly. "You tell me which one you want
and I'll send her instead."
     "You!" he stammered. "You... you..."
     "Stop blubbering," Karen laughed. "I'm getting chilled, laying
here all naked. Get on over here and warm me up."
     She saw him hesitate. She watched him take a step backwards,
then take the same step towards her. His eyes were still glued to
her body. She could hear the intensity of his breathing. She rolled
slightly from side to side. Then he sent a thrill of excitement
through her. He started pulling his shorts off. The teenager
moistened her dry lips as she watched the luscious cock come up
from his groin as he pulled the shorts away. She smiled at him,
then opened her arms as he slipped down beside her.
     "You drive a hard bargain," he muttered. "Damn if you don't."
     "I'm not interested in a hard bargain," she told him. "I want
that hard pecker of yours."
     She emphasized her comment by reaching out and grasping his
throbbing meat. Karen cuddled the pulsing cock in both hands,
slowly pumping the skin along it while she felt his hands go for
her tits. Roger leaned over her, his hands cupping and fondling
both tits while his lips came down on her mouth. He parted her lips
with his tongue, darting it hungrily into her mouth and rubbing it
along her own excited tongue. Karen moaned her delight, rolling her
tits beneath his sensuous caresses.
     "Mmmmmmm," she groaned, sucking on his tongue as he ran it
farther into her mouth. She met it with her own tongue play,
sucking on it greedily and throbbing as he cuddled her tits with
rough appreciation. He broke off the kiss and ran his lips down the
line of her jaw. He kissed along her neck and shoulders, then
sought for her heaving breasts. Karen moaned as she felt his lips
close over one tit. He kissed and sucked on her for a minute, then
began widening his mouth and trying to see how much of her
delicious tit he could draw inside. Her nipple rubbed against the
roof of his mouth as his hands mashed and stroked over her tit in a
frantic groping,
     "Oooooo!" she panted. "They're getting big and full, Roger.
They're getting ripe for you."
     He switched to the other tit, pulling the same maddening stunt
with it. The blonde lifted herself upward and mashed the satin
flesh of tit over his face. She twisted her body to increase the
thrill that ran all through both tits. She pumped his cock more
firmly, more deliberately. One hand went after his balls, tugging
at the soft sac and fingering his nuts.
     "Ohhhh, baby!" he gasped. "You know how to turn a guy on!
Damn! You're sure built for getting a guy horny!"
     "Sure took you long enough to discover that," Karen replied.
she pulled gently at his pecker, then ran her hand along the
pulsing shaft. She traced the big, thick head with her index
finger, then grabbed his cock in her hand once more. She pumped him
roughly, eager to get him wild with his passion.
     "Hell," he muttered, "I've had a hard-on for you all summer.
You parade around in almost nothing, It's been all I could do to
keep from grabbing you and pulling you into the bushes."
     "Then what?" Karen asked eagerly. "What would you do once you
got me in the bushes, Roger?"
     "What I'm going to do this afternoon," he muttered breathily.
"I'd have fucked the shit out of that gorgeous body."
     "Promises! Promises!" Karen laughed. "Everybody says what
they'd like to do. Hell, you didn't have the nerve. If I hadn't
come up here, if I hadn't almost made you, you'd have done nothing
but run away every time I walked out."
     "You're a smart talking little pussy!" he panted. "I ought ...
I ought to ... I ..."
     "What?" she demanded. "Come on, Roger. Show me what you'd like
to have done. Show me what I made you feel!"
     He lifted his face from her tits and looked deep into her
eyes. Then he planted his mouth over hers again. This time he
really worked on her. The teenager was afraid he would suck the
breath completely from her. His lips sucked on her mouth with deep,
powerful force. His hands worked at her tits with violent
intensity. He mashed and rolled her tits about, thumbs pressing
roughly against each nipple. He made her throb wildly, anxiously.
Her tits were full and pounding, Her nipples were sending sparks of
wild pleasure through her.
     Karen worked at his cock with equal ferocity. She pumped him
roughly and rapidly. She pulled and tugged at the steaming prick.
She caught his balls and twisted them about. She sucked back on his
mouth just as demandingly as he was drawing on her breath. They
rolled and tossed on the bed, lunging and twisting with the surge
of raw lust.
     "Have to try out those tits!" Roger muttered. "Have to get my
hot pecker into them!"
     He wrestled with her for another moment, then got his leg over
her. He came upright, sitting across her waist. Karen watched the
glow of lustful delight on his face as he leaned over her. He
pressed his warm meat between her tits, then pulled the two globes
over it. She shivered at the sensation. This was something new to
her. She remembered Nina talking about a tit fuck. The girl
wondered for a moment if Nina had been talking about Roger. Sure,
she had been. She hadn't been talking just about Roger, though.
Anyway, Karen told herself, what did it matter? She'd never been
tit fucked. This was a new experience for her. It was new and
different and she enjoyed it. She enjoyed the hell out of it!
     "Ohhhh, they're sweet!" the boy panted as he thrust his cock
back and forth through the soft flesh. "Ohhhhh, sweetheart! You've
got a hell of a pair of boobs hanging on you!"
     Karen tucked her chin against her chest. She could just manage
to see what was going on. The sight of his big, red cock coming out
from between the two golden breasts was beautiful to her. She
shuddered in pleasure as he pressed her tits more tightly about his
prick. He plunged the firm pecker more wildly through her.
     "Yessss!" she sang back to him. "OOoeeee! Fuck them, Roger!
Work my tits into a frenzy! Oooooeeee! Yesssss!"
     They laughed together while he fucked the globes more and more
rapidly. Karen could feel the heat generating inside the long
shaft. She tingled as his meat throbbed between her tits. She
rolled from side to side as he lunged and plunged. Her hands roved
about his hips and ass, trying to encourage him to further, more
violent actions.
     "Mmmm!" he panted. "You've got me hotter than a firecracker. I
could shoot off any time. That wouldn't do at all, would it?"
     His eyes met hers. They laughed into her face. He shook as he
released her tits. His anxious prick leaped upwards from her,
shaking frantically in front of her eyes. Roger slid down her body,
then pushed his knees inside her legs. Karen gasped with pleasure
as he pressed the head of his cock against her pussy. He didn't ram
it into her at first. Instead, he rubbed the lusciously warm
instrument against the quivering cunt lips.
     "Mmmmmm!" she panted. "Ooooo, yesssss! Get me ready, Roger!
Oooooo! Get my pussy flowing!"
     "Hell!" the boy snorted. "You're already about to drown my
prick! I never felt so much juice in my life."
     She hadn't realized it. She'd been so enraptured watching his
cock work her tits that she hadn't even realized her pussy was
responding. It was responding even more wildly now. She felt the
panting throbs of delight running through her. Her inner walls
quivered juicily as he rubbed his cock deliberately and tauntingly
against her pussy lips.
     "In me!" Karen pleaded. "Get it in me! I want to feel it! I
want my cunt to suck the hell out of that beautiful meat!"
     "All right, baby!" he answered her. "You asked for this!"
     He gave a quick lunge and drove his cock into her. The angry
shaft tore through her small, tight opening, The first sharp pain
became a fiery pleasure a moment later. Roger drove his pecker deep
into her, then drew it back almost completely out of her throbbing
pussy. Then he drove in again. He kept fucking her that way. He
would draw back so far that the bulge of his cock head flipped at
her clit, then ram that glorious length of hard meat back at her
with even greater fury.
     "Ahhhh!" he gasped in intense passion. "Ahhh! Ahhhh!"
     "Fuck me!" the teenager urged him passionately. "Come on,
baby! Ride me! Fuck me! Oooooeeee! I love it! I adore it! Oooooo!
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me!"
     She began to tremble more uncontrollably as her orgasm swept
through her. Karen lost her breath with the roaring, surging power
of her climax. She could barely see Roger's beaming face through
the swirling mist of her desire. She trembled and tingled, her
entire body throbbing and shimmering with blazing delight.
     "Mmmmmm!" she cooed. "Ooooo! Yesss! Oooooo! Feed it to me! lay
it in me! Blow it all out, baby! Ooooeeee!"
     He didn't blow it into her, however. At least he didn't at
that moment. Roger kept fucking her while she shook with her
orgasm. He kept fucking her until her climax had passed. Then he
smiled at her softly. His hands came up to her tits and began
slowly rolling each breast. His fingers taunted and teased her
nipples.
     "Now that we've gotten our hot little blonde off the edge," he
laughed, "we can get down to some serious screwing."
     Karen had heard of double orgasms. The thought of having one
sent a thrill racing up and down her spine. She knew immediately
that she was going to have a second climax. Hell yes, she knew it.
She was absolutely certain of it when Roger dropped one hand from
her tits and inserted it between their bodies. He kept his cock
buried deep inside her pussy and ran his finger along the top of
his shaft. She could feel the added pressure at the gates of her
cunt The blonde tingled all over as he squeezed the tip of his
finger inside her pussy and began to rub slowly at her clit. This
was wild! This was beautiful! His cock filled the furthest depths
of her cunt while his finger drove her clit crazy.
     "Ohhhh!" she gasped as her second orgasm built up to the point
of exploding, "Ohhhh! Yessss! I'm ready! Ohhhhhh, I want it!"
     "This time you get it!" he muttered hoarsely. "I couldn't
possibly wait again. Get ready, beautiful! Here it all comes!"
     He pulled his hand from her cunt and hugged her tightly. They
rolled on the bed as his body erupted in lustful passion. She felt
her climax already starting when his cock began spurting its cum
inside her. Roger caught the soft skin of her shoulder in his
teeth. His pressure added to the intensity of her orgiastic
delirium. She throbbed and pounded with the power of their final
throes. She felt his cum boiling into her, even as her pussy went
into the most gorgeous hysterics she could imagine.



                             Chapter 7

     "Is this a private party?" the brunette asked, standing in the
doorway, "or can anyone join in?"
     Karen turned to stare at the threatening figure of Nina. She
felt Roger's hand tense as it lay on her thigh. They both sat up in
bed, not bothering to cover their nakedness. The maid was leaning
against the door, a peculiar smile on her face. She looked over
their bodies, looked at the sheepish expressions on their faces,
then smiled more broadly. She motioned to someone waiting outside
the door.
     "Seems like you two have a good idea," Brad laughed as he
walked into the room. "Nina and I decided to join you."
     The moment of terror that had paralyzed Karen evaporated. She
had feared the anger of the dark-haired woman. After all, Roger was
her lover. Nina didn't seem all that angry, however. Hell, she
seemed eager to join in the party. Karen's brother seemed even more
eager. They were both beaming as they came across the room. Karen
finally managed to speak as the two new members of the party began
slipping out of their clothes.
     "You were supposed to be with Mom all afternoon," she
explained to the maid. She wasn't sure what that explained. She
didn't really believe it could account for screwing. another girl's
man. The brunette laughed as she tossed her uniform over the back
of a chair. She looked even more sensuous and desirable in Roger's
room of nude prints and furry rugs. Nina unsnapped her bra and
released her huge tits before she answered the girl.
     "That didn't take as long as she expected," the brunette
laughed, "when something more fun came up."
     "Mom dropped her back at the house," Brad chimed in, nodding
toward the now naked woman. "She was making a bee-line for the
garage when I sort of interrupted her. Hell, Sis, as hard as you've
been working on getting Roger all summer, I wasn't about to let her
break it up too soon."
     "How did you manage it?" Nina asked. "He was sure it would
cost him his job if he laid you."
     "She convinced me it would be worth my job to screw her "
Roger answered for her. "Once she put it that way, hell, I was
already  hopping on her."
     They all laughed as Nina and Brad hopped into the bed with
them. Karen scooted over against Roger to allow more room for the
new couple. She watched her brother grab the brunette from behind,
filling his hands with Nina's abundance of tit and rubbing his hard
pecker against the maid's firm ass. Roger propped two pillows up
against the head of the bed and sat up, pulling Karen over against
him. He held her while his hands cupped and fondled gently at her
ripe tits.
     "You have a fuck to catch up with," he told the two beside
them. "Karen and I will wait for you, then we can see about a
little extra dressing,"
     The young blonde shivered with pleasure as she watched her
brother's hands pull at Nina's voluptuous tits. She could see the
huge glands swelling in response to his sensuous caresses. The
nipples turned redder as Brad's fingers kept rubbing across them.
They stood out, tight and excited, from the full tits. Brad stroked
them more delightedly, then ran one of his hands down the woman's
body and fingered through the rich growth of black cunt hair.
     "Mmmmm!" Nina moaned. "Oohhhh, I love it! Mmmmm! Feel me up
good, Brad. Make this good!"
     They were getting all set to screw! They were going to fuck
right next to her! She would be able to reach over and touch them
while they balled away! Karen tingled at the idea. Her breath came
more rapidly. Her tits swelled full, almost as tight as they had
been when Roger was working them up so lovingly. She leaned against
Roger's firm body. The blonde pressed one of his hands more tightly
into her tits. She drew the other hand down between her thighs and
led it into her pussy. She was glowing all over as she watched her
brother's finger part the brunette's cunt and rub slowly in those
soft, moist lips.
     "Yessss! " the teenager murmured. "Love her up, Brad! Mmmmm."
     Brad leaned his face down to the maid's shoulder and neck. He
kissed Nina slowly while his hands worked more unhurriedly across
her tits and over her pussy. He kissed along the top of her
shoulder, then kissed passionately into her neck. The brunette
twisted about, offering her lips to him for a deeper, more sensuous
and prolonged kiss.
     Brad slipped the woman down onto her back and came over on top
of her. His young cock stood upright with a full, anxious erection.
Karen smiled all over as she watched Nina reach for the pecker. The
maid grabbed his tool and began pumping his long prick while they
continued to kiss. Their cheeks showed the force of their suction,
then showed the fact that their tongues were playing a sensuous
little game of their own inside the maid's mouth. Brad cupped and
cuddled Nina's tits with slow, heavy strokes while the brunette
writhed in glowing pleasure beneath his touch.
     "Ohhhh, wow!" Karen whispered as she watched. "Get her, Brad!
Ooooo! Give her a good one! Fuck her good for me!"
     The couple broke their kiss for just a moment. They looked
over at the ecstatic girl and laughed. The brunette winked at the
blonde, then pulled more tauntingly on the boy's hanging cock. She
pulled Brad down between her thighs and pointed his prick at the
slowly pulsing lips of her cunt.
     "Fuck me!" she whispered intensely. "Ram that sweet cock into
me and fuck me! We've got a lot of screwing to get in this
afternoon. No need to waste a lot of time."
     Roger's hand tightened at Karen's tits as they watched Brad's
long pecker slowly go into the brunette's pussy. Roger was getting
as excited as Karen. He rolled her tits about, fingering adoringly
across her nipples and sending spurts of rippling pleasure through
her. Karen could feel his cock getting harder as it lay against her
thigh. She snuggled against it, moving her ass to allow her leg to
rub back and forth against the warm, promising meat.
     "Great show, isn't it!" Roger gasped. "Those two always put on
a good show. They never let you down."
     The blonde was beginning to realize just how much went on
around the estate that she had never even suspected. Roger had
watched Brad screw Nina before. The girl wondered who had been
cuddled up against him on those other occasions. Had it been Anne?
She wondered if it might have been her mother, then chased that
thought from her mind. Her Mom would probably enjoy seducing the
young handyman. Mom wouldn't do it, though, in the same bed with
her son. At least Karen didn't think she would.
     "Go, man!" Roger urged Brad on. "Feed that snake to her!
"Ohhh, get her! Pump that sweet pussy into heaven!"
     Nina smiled up at the blonde boy. She was hunching her pussy
at the probing, plunging cock with frenzied little jerks. Her
enormous tits bounced across her chest like a pair of soft melons.
Her nipples stood up firm, seeming to glow with her excitement. She
suddenly wrapped her legs about Brad's waist, hugging him so that
she lifted her pussy up to give him a better target for the wild
thrusts of his rampaging cock.
     "Ohhhh!" the brunette moaned in happiness. "Ohhhh, fuck me!
Ride me, Brad! Give it to me! Feed it to me! Ohhhh, that's my boy!"
     Her body was twisting and leaping in a blur of motion. She
shook and trembled beneath the boy's calm, driving fuck. Her thick
black hair swirled about the bed as she twisted her face from side
to side. Karen could hear the sound of the cock splashing through
the juices that must be pouring from her pussy. She heard the soft
slap of their skin as they popped together in a rising tempo of
lust.
     Roger's finger had slipped inside Karen's cunt and was rapidly
turning her clit into a trembling button of ecstasy. He had her
nipples burning as he kept up his play at her tits. It was
marvelous. This was absolutely fantastic! Karen shivered with
pleasure. She slipped her hand over and caressed the shoulder of
the brunette as her brother fucked her roughly. She saw Nina take
one hand from around Brad's neck and reach for her. They held hands
while Nina and Brad screwed. The maid's fingers seemed to be
sending a small fragment of her pleasure into Karen's body. The
wild strokes of Roger's finger through her pussy made it all even
more deliriously beautiful.
     "Ohhhh!" Karen panted as she pulled the boy's hand tighter
against her tits. "Ohhhh! Wow! Ohhhh!"
     Nina squeezed her hand frantically as their fuck grew rapidly
toward its culmination. Karen hung on to her, watching the surging
power of Brad's plunging cock, watching the way his muscles rippled
as he balled the brunette with greater intensity. He was panting
for air as he drove his cock viciously at the responding pussy.
They both bounced over the bed, clutching at each other and moaning
as their orgasms approached.
     "Ohhhh, baby!" Brad gasped. "Ohhhh, sweet baby! I'm going to
let you have it! I'm about to unload it into you!"
     "Any time!" the brunette woman called back to him. "I've been
ready! I've been waiting! Fuck me, Brad! Let it flow! Ooooooeee!"
     Both bodies shuddered as they reached their climax. Karen
feared for a moment that Nina would crush her fingers, she was
squeezing so hard. The blonde could feel her pussy dripping juice
all over Roger's plunging finger. She felt it running down her
thigh. Karen leaned back against the boy and twisted her face up so
he could kiss her as they listened to the delicious sounds of the
other couple exploding into orgasm.
     Karen was still tingling by the time her brother finally
slowed his enraged thrusts. She saw the smile of satisfaction
spread over his face. Brad sighed heavily and kissed Nina gently.
Then he rolled off the voluptuous brunette and looked up at his
sister.
     "Give us five or ten minutes," he panted. "Then we'll be ready
to start a real party."
     "Any time," Roger answered. "Maybe you'd like a beer while you
recharge those batteries."
     Brad smiled thankfully and nodded. Roger pushed Karen over
onto the bed and got up. He walked into the next room, then came
back with four cans of beer. He smiled at the other three and
handed the cans around. Karen hesitated. She had never liked the
taste of beer. Her parents had never forbidden her to drink it. It
was always available to her when they sat about the pool on hot
days. Karen never enjoyed it, though. She didn't care for the taste
of the heaviness she felt after she had drank it.
     This afternoon, however, seemed like a good time for beer. She
sure could use something to cool her off. She realized that she'd
been sweating in excitement while the other couple fucked. She
turned the can up and took a deep swallow. It was amazing how much
better the liquid tasted than she had expected. She laughed to
herself, deciding that it must be the company which made the
difference. This sure beat a family gathering about the pool. It
beat the hell out of any family gathering,
     They smoked and drank the beer, chatting about everything and
nothing, all at the same time. Karen wished suddenly that it had
been a rainy day. A storm would have made the scene that much
cozier. Yes, a storm would have really made it all perfect.
     "Too bad Anne wasn't around to join the party," Roger
commented. "That red-head loves a good fuck. Man, but she likes to
screw."
     Another pang of jealousy and resentment ran through Karen. She
caught her breath quickly and turned to look at the handy-man Her
eyes flashed at him as she responded.
     "If I'm not good enough for you," she retorted, "just say so.
Maybe we can find Anne for you, since you've been panting for her
all afternoon."
     "Hey, wait a minute!" Roger laughed, patting her thigh
affectionately. "Who said anything against you? Your sister likes
to play sex games. I just thought she might enjoy being in on all
this. No way I'm going to miss this next fuck with you, Baby."
     "If we had Anne with us, who'd screw her?" Nina asked. She
showed the same distrust of Roger's meaning as Karen. "Looks to me
like we've got two pairs. I can't see how we could handle a spare
pussy."
     "Hell, I didn't mean just Anne," the boy answered peevishly.
"Damn but you two are touchy! I meant that it's too bad Anne didn't
bring one of her boy friends up, like that guy, Ritchie."
     "Who's Ritchie?" Karen asked.
     "This religious nut she picked up somewhere," Brad explained.
"He's a member of some Jesus outfit on the campus of the
university. He wants to save Anne's soul, I think."
     "For what?" Karen asked innocently.
     The other three burst into laughter. The blonde caught the
joke and joined in. She laughed even harder as she began to imagine
how this Ritchie would react to what they had been doing this
afternoon.
     "Wouldn't it be great!" she burst out. "Wouldn't it be great
if she brought him up right now. He'd walk in and catch us all
laying here naked, the smell of cum all over us. He'd see us like
this, see the beer and the cigarettes, and get the shock of his
life."
     "It'd scare the shit out of him," Brad agreed. "I'd like to
see it."
     "I screwed a fellow like that once," Nina commented. "Damn,
but he was good looking, I worked on it for months before I got him
in the sack. Then I discovered it wasn't worth the effort. Hell, he
was popping off as he pulled his cock out of his pants. What was
worse, he came by the store where I worked the next day. He was all
upset about it. He felt guilty as hell. The bastard tried to have a
prayer meeting right there in the store in front of everybody. Can
you imagine it? He wanted me to kneel down there, with customers
all around me, and confess my sins to the lord."
     "Did you?" Roger asked.
     "Hell no!" the brunette retorted. "I told him that I didn't
feel guilty. Any guy that couldn't lay it to a girl any better than
he did sure ought to feel guilty."
     They all laughed again. Karen was surprised to discover that
she had finished the can of beer. She looked at the empty
container, then laid it on the table beside the bed. Roger caught
her movement and set his can beside hers.
     "My sexy little blonde is ready for more," he announced. "You
guys in shape for the next screw?"
     "Absolutely!" Brad answered, grabbing one of Nina's massive
tits in his hand.
     Roger directed them into position. He told the brunette to lay
across the bed from the head to the foot He pulled Karen over and
placed her on her knees, kneeling from the foot to the head of the
bed. Brad waited beyond the body of the brunette, a smile of keen
anticipation on his face. He winked at his sister and reached down
to begin fondling at Nina's pussy.
     "All right," Roger announced. "I think we're ready. You girls
get to suck on each other's tits while we fuck you. Get on over
Nina's beauties, Karen. Then your brother can get his cock at her
and lay his body over both of you. I'll come up behind and dog fuck
you."
     He didn't wait long, As soon as he gave the directions he was
against Karen's ass. His cock came between her thighs, rubbing
upwards against her pussy. She laid her tits over those of the
brunette, then eased back against the handyman. She drew her tits
luxuriously across those of the maid, then got them over the
woman's face while she buried her head into Nina's wonderful mass
of breast.
     "Mmmmm," she whispered, beginning to kiss each of the heaving
globes. "Ooooo! Sooo nice and big and full!"
     Her pussy tingled as Roger kept rubbing his cock over it. His
fingers soon joined in. She could distinguish the thick head of his
pecker and the more slender touch of his finger as he stroked them
in alternation about her clit. She throbbed eagerly as she felt
Nina get a nipple in her mouth and begin sucking and licking her
tits. The brunette caught them in her hands and pulled them
deliciously.
     "Suck them, Sis!" Brad whispered from above her. "Suck those
tits until she goes crazy. The better you suck her, the better
pussy I get."
     Karen glanced up and saw his hard cock at the lips of Nina's
cunt She shuddered in pleasure as she watched it slowly ease into
the pussy, then pull back. He stroked the cock slowly back and
forth into the gaping cunt. Nina trembled beneath her as the big
pecker continued its torment. Karen sucked the huge tits again,
cuddling them from the side with her hands and rubbing her face
deliriously over them. She kissed and tongued and sucked. She
rubbed and caressed and thumbed them.
     "Ooooo, yessss!" Nina gasped from the midst of her own
dangling globes. "Ooooo, love my tits, baby! Suck them as
beautifully as Brad is going to screw me."
     Roger had her pussy tingling by now. His fingers had done
their work gorgeously. She was soaked down there. Her pussy was
oiled and ready. She breathed a sigh of relief as she felt his
monstrous cock begin to force her small passage open. Karen panted
with delight as she felt him go all the way up inside her and began
slowly pumping his cock along her trembling cunt.
     "Oooooeeee!" she gasped. "Oooooeee!"
     She glanced in front of her again and watched Brad's cock
working into Nina's pussy for another minute. Now the brunette's
cunt was grabbing at the luscious piece of meat. Karen watched the
pussy lips hold tightly about the thick shaft as Brad fucked away.
She was certain that her pussy was clutching just as happily at
Roger's driving prick.
     "Like this?" Roger asked, his face at her ear. "You like
fucking in a stack?"
     "Love it!" Karen panted. "Ohhhh, I love it! I can feel you in
me. I can see Brad's cock going into Nina. I can feel Nina's tits
getting bigger and firmer. Mmmmm! It's great!"
     Roger seemed to take encouragement from her words. He started
balling her more rapidly. His cock sent all kinds of fire running
through her pussy. He got his finger on top of his cock and pressed
it along the shaft until he was able to rub her clit into new
ecstasy while his cock worked on the deeper nerves inside her cunt.
Karen panted and trembled under the exquisite pleasure that ran
over her body. Her tits had the most beautiful glow to them, thanks
to the work Nina was doing. She felt as though she were floating in
air. Her body seemed light and fluffy. She had no weight, no
substance. She was nothing but nerves, nerves which had come alive
with the blinding passion that whipped through them.
     "Oooooeeee!" she cried before plunging her face back into
Nina's bobbing tits. "Oooooeee! Great! Ooooooeeee!"
     She could hear her brother beginning to pant with the approach
of his orgasm. She writhed in agonized pleasure as Roger's teeth
suddenly bit into her shoulder. She twisted her face around and
caught the lobe of his ear in her teeth. She bit back, her hands
continuing to ply away at Nina's rolling tits.
     "Ohhhh! Wow!" Brad exclaimed. The teenager realized that it
wasn't Roger's ear she had. It was Brad's. She didn't know exactly
who was where, they all four began to pulse and pound to the rising
excitement of the fuck. She knew that Roger's cock was doing all
those wonderful things to her pussy. It had to be Roger's because
he hadn't taken it out for anyone else to get in her cunt. Beyond
that, she didn't care. All she was aware of was the delirious
thrills that ran crazily through her body.
     "Aaaiiii!" she screamed as her climax built inside her. "Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck me! Aaaiiii!"
     They all erupted in a frenzy. Four bodies trembled in frantic
demand. Four sets of hands groped eagerly about the mass of
electric flesh. Two cocks roared out their charges. Two cunts took
the cum in wild glee. They gasped and panted, shaking and moaning,
as they erupted in a prolonged and beautiful moment of orgiastic
fulfillment.



                             Chapter 8

     "Mmmmm!" the red-head murmured as she caressed her sister's
tits. "They're getting even larger, even more luscious."
     "I know," the blonde answered, blushing slightly. "They'll be
as big as Nina's before I know it."
     "Well, let's hope not quite that big," Anne laughed. "Nina has
a little too much tit, if you know what I mean."
     Karen didn't know what she meant. The teenager knew what Nina
meant when the maid complained about her size. She didn't know what
Anne meant, however. The blonde nodded as though she understood her
sister's meaning, She nodded while she reached her hand out and
stroked about the red-head's soft pussy.
     "I had to buy some new bras," Karen admitted. "My old ones
were getting too tight."
     Anne rolled onto her back and laughed. She rolled back over
and sat beside her younger sister. Her golden body glowed as she
looked down at the soft, little blonde. She cupped Karen's tits
adoringly, teasing the nipples with her fingers. She kissed each
nipple, letting her tongue dart out instinctively at the sweet
buttons.
     "Baby," Anne said softly, "as much action as these tits have
seen lately, no wonder they've added a size."
     "I guess so," the blonde admitted. "It's worth it, though.
Ohhhh, I love fucking, It's more fun than I ever dreamed."
     "And you sure dreamed about it an awful lot," the older girl
teased. "I swear, I never knew a girl who had such an itchy cunt as
you."
     They were lounging on Anne's bed. The soft scent of the
college girl's perfumes hung in the air. Anne had taken some of her
allowance and bought a set of satin sheets for her bed. Karen had
accompanied her, sharing a small portion of the cost. Now they were
preparing to initiate the sensuous fabric. The teenager had felt
honored that her sister had selected her for the first roll on
them. After all, Anne could have invited Brad to come across the
hall. She could have waited for the house to be empty and had Roger
come up.
     Anne buried her face in the girl's excited breasts and began
to finger into Karen's soft cunt. Her finger slipped inside and
rubbed at the girl's clit until the blonde almost lost her breath.
Karen grabbed her sister's pussy roughly, shaking the rich growth
of deep auburn hair, then running her finger into the moist
opening.
     "Ooooo, it is so soft and sweet in there," she whispered. "I
can't understand why Ritchie is so concerned about your soul. Hell,
pussy is better any day."
     "Who told you about Ritchie?" the red-head stammered. "What do
you know about him?"
     "Just that he's a Jesus freak," Karen replied. "Brad says that
he's trying to save you."
     "He's a nice boy," Karen snapped. "Don't you ever say anything
against him! He's the nicest person I've ever met."
     Ritchie Clay, Anne informed her, was the most popular boy at
the university. He was intelligent, considerate, sensitive. Karen
expected her sister to say that he was president of the student
body or something like that. She didn't. She said that he was
captain of the football team.
     "You in love with him?" the blonde asked.
     "Hell no!" Anne answered quickly. "No way! I mean, he's a nice
guy and all that but I'm not about to give up my way of life for
some religious nut."
     The boy was something of a challenge to the red-head. Anne was
determined to get his cock. Ritchie would pet with her. He would
get his hands inside her bra. They played with each other's cock
and pussy. He wouldn't stick it to her, though. He had some hangup
about going all the way to a fuck.
     "He doesn't know what he's missing," the red-head sighed. "If
he would ever screw a girl once, I think he'd be hooked, completely
sold on fucking."
     She sighed heavily and turned her attention to her sister's
pussy. She had her finger plunging back and forth at a good tempo
when the door to her room suddenly opened. Karen saw the shocked
expression on Anne's face. Karen's back was to the door. As she
turned she was wondering why no one ever locked their doors in this
house. Hell, she'd caught Anne and Brad balling away that night
with the door unlocked for anyone to walk in on them.
     "Mom!" Karen gasped. Her mother was standing in the doorway.
Mrs. Wilson was staring at her daughters. She had apparently just
returned from a party or something. Anyway, she still had on a pair
of delicate satin slacks and blouse. Her eyes went from one naked
body to the other. Then she spotted the new sheets and walked over
to feel them.
     Marge Wilson did not look like she had three almost grown
children. At forty, she looked barely thirty. She looked like a
thirty-year-old model. She still had a smaller waist than most
girls of seventeen. No, it wasn't a model she looked like. Marge
could have passed herself off as the professional mistress to some
millionaire. She looked that good. She looked that desirable. Right
now, she looked angry. She stared at her daughters, then placed her
hands on her hips and waited for one of them to speak.
     "Hi, Mom!" Karen greeted her. "You're back early."
     "I can see that you weren't expecting me back so soon," she
commented. "That's abundantly clear."
     "Now that you are back," Anne suggested in a lazy voice, "want
to join us?"
     Karen felt her body tense at her sister's question. She wanted
to tell her to shut up. Hell, they were already in enough trouble.
Her Mom, however didn't seem to be offended by the invitation.
Instead, Marge Wilson began to smile. The smile turned to a broad
grin, then to soft laughter. Anne was laughing with her to Karen's
confusion. Marge sat down on the side of the bed, her arms
enveloping her two daughters. Her body shook with mirth as she
hugged the naked girls.
     "Just who gave you permission to bring the baby into our
games?" she asked her older daughter.
     "Who's a baby?" Karen snapped angrily. "You sure better not be
talking about me!" Her eyes flashed as she sat up. More of this
business of her being too young! She'd had more than enough of
that. She had thought all that was over. Her young tits rose and
fell with rapid breaths as she glared at her mother.
     The object of her wrath laughed even harder. Tears of
amusement glittered in the woman's eyes as she looked at her
pouting young daughter. She pulled Karen to her and hugged the
firm, youthful body into her soft breasts.
     "Baby sister has been growing up," Anne laughed, taking up for
the blond. "You'd be surprised just how much she has grown up."
     "But she's only fourteen!" Marge protested.
     "Fifteen! " Karen corrected her. "Mom! I'm fifteen! You know I
had a birthday back in May!"
     "She's a feisty little broad," Anne giggled. "You suggest
she's not old enough and she's ready to fight about it."
     "I see," Marge agreed. "I see that she's awfully sensitive
about her age." The lovely woman smiled softly at the blonde. Her
hands caressed the girl's luscious thighs, sending sparks of
pleasure up towards Karen's pussy.
     "I'm not sensitive about it!" the teenager complained.
"Everyone else is. I never mention it. All of you keep talking
about how young I am. Hell! I'm old enough to have an orgasm! I'm
old enough to give a boy the thrill of his life! I've got big
healthy tits! I've got a soft, sweet pussy! I know how to wrap my
legs around a guy and ride the shit out of him while he fucks me!"
     "Hey!" Marge protested, holding up her hands in resignation.
"All right! All right! You've made your point!" Then she collapsed
into deep laughter. She tried to speak once, but had to give up the
effort as she kept laughing. Finally she managed to recover her
voice. She sat back up and began to massage Karen's thighs once
again. Her eyes glowed with warm affection as she looked at the
beautiful blonde teenager.
     "I'm sorry," Karen apologized. "I didn't mean to lose my
temper. I just get disgusted about everybody telling me how young I
am. I'm old enough to have grown-up desires."
     "So you think you should have grown-up pleasures along with
them," Marge answered for her. "That makes sense. I felt the same
way."
     "Little sister has been learning about those pleasures," Anne
commented lazily from beside them. "My little sister has grown up
awfully fast this summer. I figured that you'd have picked up on
that by now."
     "I guess I've been too busy about my own pleasures," the woman
answered. "Maybe I'd better spend a little more time with my
children. Sounds like you are having the best show in town. The
sparkle in your eyes indicates it. Who've you been fucking baby?"
     Her hands ran up Karen's thighs as she asked. She caressed up
to the girl's firm hips, then ran her fingers over to the inside of
her thighs. The blonde shivered in delight at her mother's touch.
She opened her thighs to let one hand slip deep between them, then
closed the soft, luscious flesh over Marge's hand. Karen shrugged
her shoulders as though to say there were more than she could
count. That wasn't so, of course. Still, it made her feel awfully
mature to imply it.
     "Ohhhh," she began, pretending to be considering everything
very seriously, "Brad and Roger, to begin with."
     "And me," the red-head added. "And Nina."
     "Sort of keeping it close to home, aren't you?" Marge asked as
her finger rubbed across the lips of the girl's pussy. "That's
good. You should learn where it's safe before venturing out."
     Karen started at her mother, the reality of her mother's
reaction finally beginning to sink into her brain. Her Mom wasn't
angry. Despite the fact that her mother was one of the town's
swingers, that surprised the girl. After all, weren't mothers
supposed to be overly protective towards their daughters? A moment
ago the girl had been angry because her mother seemed to be against
her sexual gratification. Now, Karen was confused because Marge was
all for it. She was even more perplexed by the way her Mom was
fingering her leaping pussy. Damn! She was going crazy with this
treatment.
     "So she thinks she's a big girl, does she?" Marge Wilson
laughed. "Come on, then, Anne. Let's find out just how big a girl
she really is."
     "Hey, now!" Karen cried out in dismay as her sister's hand
joined those of their mother. The two worked teasingly over Karen's
body, caressing her tits and her pussy, her navel and her thighs.
Marge slipped her face down onto the soft, sensuous thighs and
began kissing over them while Anne sucked at the teenager's
bouncing tits. They turned the girl into a jelly of trembling
emotion, sucking and kissing her crazily as she squirmed beneath
their assault.
     "What are you trying to do to me?" Karen squealed. "Come on,
now! Cut it out!"
     They didn't. They didn't even pause. Her Mom's lips came up
inside her thighs and got to the soft, tingling cunt. The older
woman sucked quickly on the girl, then ran her tongue into the
shimmering pussy and lapped at her clit until she had Karen
shrieking in surprised pleasure. She sucked deeply at her cunt,
positioning herself between the girl's thighs and wrapped her hands
around Karen's legs so she could tease at the teenager's ass while
sucking the throbbing pussy.
     "Mmmmmm!" she murmured in pleased groans. "Ohhhh, how sweet!
Mmmmm! Get her, Anne! Make her suck on your pussy!"
     Karen's sister had already begun climbing on top of the girl.
Anne sat over Karen's face, rubbing her pussy over her mouth as she
reached her hands for the tits that danced in front of her. She
caught one breast in each hand and caressed them slowly and
delightfully. Her thumbs pressed the nipples back into the swollen
globes. Her fingers stroked the soft side walls of tit. Her pussy
pulsed against Karen's lips as the blonde began to suck slowly and
firmly against the lovely pussy.
     "Ooooo, she's a beauty, isn't she?" Anne asked her mother.
"OOOoeee! She's tuning my pussy wild."
     Marge didn't answer. The woman was too occupied with her own
enjoyment of the sweet, young body. She sucked at Karen's cunt,
tonguing the girl's clit into impassioned trembles. Her hands
cupped the girl's buttocks, spreading the cheeks of Karen's ass so
that her finger could slip into the crack. The blonde jerked in new
pleasure as she felt her bum massaged by a soft fingertip. She felt
her mother sneak the end of her finger into the tingling ass and
began to pump slowly at the entrance.
     Anne leaned over and brought her lips to the teenager's
ecstatic tits, still keeping her pussy down on the sucking, eager
lips. She began sucking and nibbling at the wildly heaving breasts.
She caught a nipple between her lips and sucked it frantically.
Karen darted her tongue into her sister's slit, lapping at the
juices that had begun to pour through the satin cavern. The blonde
quivered at her mother's treatment. The woman's long finger was
probing deeper into her ass, running well past the entrance and
spreading the narrow, tight passage. There was a tiny tremor of
apprehension running through the girl's ass, but it was far over
shadowed by the exquisite pleasure that had been produced along the
trembling passage.
     "Aaaiiii!" Karen screamed up into her sister's pussy.
"Oooooeee! Uhhhmmm!"
     She felt Anne leap about on top of her. The red-haired girl
straightened up for a minute. She grabbed at her hands, pulling
them up to her own tits. Then she reached back for Karen's as they
writhed about, shaking with the surging passion that roared through
their bodies. Karen wrapped her legs about her mother's head,
squeezing Marge's face up against her pulsing, gushing pussy. She
rolled from side to side, feeling more sharp flashes of beautiful
agony run through her ass. Her sister clamped her thighs tightly
against the teenager's cheeks as Karen sucked even more powerfully
on her sister's pussy.
     "Ooooo!" Anne moaned loudly. "Ooooeeee! Get her, Mom! Get her
pussy to a climax! Damn! She's about to send me off! Mmmm!
Ooooeee!"
     Despite Anne's thighs clamped so tightly against the sides of
her head, Karen could hear her moaning. The luscious sounds sent
immediate pleasure through the girl. She intensified her sucking.
She groped at her sister's tits with greater frenzy. She pulled and
mashed the beautiful breasts just as frantically as Anne was
caressing and fondling her own. She trembled as she felt her mother
fuck that finger deeper into her ass. She knew her cunt was pouring
juice all over Marge's eager tongue. It was gorgeous! It was
unbelievably beautiful! Karen shuddered helplessly. Her orgasm
burst upon her. Everything was black and dazzling white at the same
time. Then it was every conceivable color. Blinding lights flashed
through her brain. She heard the roar of her passion and shook
violently as she sucked her sister with renewed intensity.
     "Ohh! Ohh! Ohhhh!" Anne screamed. The two girls shared an
orgasm. They shared a pair of orgasms. They shook and screamed as
they rode through the beautiful explosion of their passion. Finally
they calmed down, the red-head slipping to the side of the blonde.
Marge fell on top of them both. Her arms gathered both daughters
against her heaving, still excited, breasts. She hugged them
lovingly, shaking them all slowly. She gave a deep sigh of
contentment as she felt the girls return her affection.
     "Don't even     hint of this to your Dad," she cautioned
Karen." He doesn't know about any of what's been going on."
     "But he goes to those parties with you," Karen protested. "He
knows about you. Hell, he's as big a swinger as you."
     "I'm not talking about that," Marge answered. "I'm talking
about you kids. He probably thinks that even Anne is still a
virgin."
     "You're kidding!" Anne gasped. "How could he?"
     "A father's blindness, I guess," Marge laughed. "If you
weren't his daughter and had gone to work at his office when you
finished high school, he'd have probably seduced you himself long
before now. I doubt that you could find three girls in all the
office that he hasn't fucked. He's just blind about his daughters."
     "Old fashioned!" Anne snapped. "That's what he really is!"
     "What about Brad?" Karen wanted to know. "How does he feel
about him? Does he think that he's never fucked either?"
     "Oh no!" their mother laughed. The woman's breasts bounced
beneath the satin blouse, suddenly making Karen realize that her
mother had been braless this evening, "He wants Brad to get all the
pussy he can. That's part of the reason he hired Nina. He figured
she'd make a good teacher for the boy."
     Karen started laughing, Nina had served that purpose well. She
remembered how well the maid and her brother had fucked together up
in Roger's apartment. Yes, her Dad had been excellent in his choice
of a woman to teach Brad all about fucking. The woman had also
taught her a little bit. Karen suspected that Anne had also sucked
with the brunette.
     "Part of the reason?" Anne asked. "You said Brad was part of
the reason."
     "The other part was to take care of his own pecker," Marge
answered. "He hired her for the same reason I hired Roger. He
warned the boy, however, that he'd better keep his cock out of you
two. I'm afraid he threatened castration if he found out you'd been
fucked."
     Yes, Karen thought, they'd have to do something about Dad.
They sure would.



                             Chapter 9

     "Hi!" the young man greeted Karen as she opened the front
door. "Is Anne here?"
     The girl's mouth dropped open as she stared at him. God! He
was beautiful! He was gorgeous! He sent a tingle of excitement
running through her. His intense blue eyes smiled at her warmly. He
was a big bastard! Ohhh, was he ever big! The blonde had to lean
her head way back to look up into his face.
     "No," she finally found the word to answer. "No, not just now.
Please, come in. She'll be back pretty soon. "
     Karen wasn't about to let this guy walk away from the door.
She'd never seen anything so magnificent in her life. He was as
handsome as any movie star. He was bigger than she imagined any
actor would be. He towered over her as he hesitated. She grabbed
his arm and pulled him inside.
     "Oh, come on in!" she insisted. "Does Anne know that you're
coming over?"
     "No," he smiled, ducking his head slightly. "She doesn't know
that I'm back in town. I've been at a church conference the last
couple of weeks."
     Karen had realized who he was just as he remembered that he
hadn't told her. Her lips formed his name as he spoke them.
     "Ritchie Clay!"
     No wonder her sister had spoken so warmly of him. Hell, this
was more man than Karen had ever seen in one package. No wonder her
sister had such hot pants for him. Karen led him back to the family
room and offered him a seat on the couch. She fought the impulse to
lick her lips at the sight of him, then remembered that she hadn't
yet introduced herself.
     "I'm Karen," she said. "I'm Anne's sister."
     "I assumed that," he told her. "You had to be. Anne keeps
taking about how beautiful you are. I knew that it was you when you
opened the door."
     Beautiful, hell! She wasn't just now. Karen knew that she
should have changed from the old shorts and faded blouse. Damn! She
had been on her way up to change when the door bell rang. The only
good thing about her clothes was that the blouse was a size too
small. Her tits threatened to split out of it. Ritchie saw that,
too. Yes, he was having trouble keeping his eyes from watching her
tits, watching the clear outline of her nipples and aureoles
against the thin cotton.
     "I'll bet you'd like something to drink!" she told him. "Let's
see, we've got some beer that's cold."
     "Oh no?" Ritchie immediately answered her. "I don't drink. I
mean I don't drink alcohol. If you have something non-alcoholic,
that would be nice."
     "A Coke?" Karen asked. "Or maybe you'd like some iced tea?"
     "Coke," Ritchie answered, his eyes unable to pull off her tits
the way they bounced before him. He swallowed tightly and nodded,
then watched her ass and thighs as she turned and walked quickly
into the kitchen.
     Nina wasn't around. The kitchen was empty. The teenager
wondered if the brunette had taken advantage of everyone being out
for the afternoon, everyone except Karen. Yes, the buxom maid was
probably balling away in the room above the garage. The way
Ritchie's eyes liked to stare at tits made the girl happy that the
voluptuous Nina wasn't around to provide competition. Karen pulled
a Coke from the refrigerator, then reached back and got another for
herself. She carried them into the next room and sat down in front
of Ritchie as soon as she had given him his drink.
     Anne wouldn't be back for two hours, at least. Karen knew
that. Her sister had gone on a shopping trip with their mother.
 From past experience, she knew how lengthy those became. She had
begged off accompanying them herself because of that. No, she had
most of the afternoon to spend with this big, beautiful man. The
thought sent small chills of pleasure though her, causing her tits
to heave out even more prominently. Ritchie's eyes caught their
increased motion and he stared more, intently.
     "All right?" she asked softly, looking up at him and leaning
forward to give added size to her breasts. "The Coke, is it all
right?"
     "Sure," he answered her, actually blushing because she had
caught him staring so hungrily. "Yes, it's fine."
     Karen smiled softly at him, batting her long, curled lashes
slowly. She gave a little shudder of pleasure at his approval,
sending her tits into teasing tremors before his eyes. He twisted
about uncomfortably, a bulge becoming more apparent in his groin.
She wondered just how big a cock he had. Damn, as big as he was, he
should have one enormous hunk of meat. Her pussy tingled at the
prospect.
     She got him to talking about himself. She pushed him to brag
on his abilities on the football field. She led him to recount his
moments of greatest success, slipping closer to him until she had
her tits rubbing against his legs. She slowly stroked her hands up
and down his legs, finally getting them along his thighs. The bulge
in his groin was pulsing visibly beneath his pants as she kept
rubbing against him and caressing his thigh while staring at him
with wide-eyed fascination. Ritchie was sweating as he tried to
break the conversation. His throat seemed awfully dry, the way he
kept swallowing. He realized that he couldn't very well get up, not
without revealing just how much of a hard-on he had raised. Karen
smiled, aware of his predicament and thoroughly enjoying it.
     "You sure your sister will be right back?" Ritchie asked.
     "Mmmm, maybe," Karen teased Hell, she had him in her clutches
now. He couldn't leave, not without embarrassing himself about his
erection. "She may be back in the next thirty minutes. She may not
be back until time for dinner."
     "But you told me she'd be right back!" he protested. "I
wouldn't have come in otherwise. "
     "I lied," Karen answered him. "I wasn't about to let you get
away. You're more than I've ever seen before." She hugged herself
against him, pressing her tits all over his legs and grabbing up
along his thigh until she was almost feeling his pecker. She felt a
thrill as she realized that Ritchie was throbbing as wildly as she.
She decided to make her most daring move. She hopped up and sat
across him quickly. Before the man knew what was happening, he had
the luscious little bundle in his lap. Her arms were around his
neck. Those tits which had so captivated him were rubbing all over
his chest.
     "Ohhhh, God!" he muttered. "I know I shouldn't have come in.
Please! Come on, now. You don't understand. I came in just to wait
for Anne." He tried to extricate himself from the clinging body of
the girl. Karen hung on to him, though. She clung tightly to him,
squirming her ass down over his leaping cock. He was trying to turn
her down, but his cock was all ready for a fuck. She shivered at
the feel of the hot pecker beneath the thin material of her shorts.
     "You're waiting for Anne," she assured him. "No reason why I
shouldn't entertain you while we wait. I'm very good at
entertaining men. Don't you think so? Don't my tits feel like I'd
be, a great little diversion?"
     She reached one hand down beneath her ass and grabbed hold of
his cock. Karen squeezed tightly on the enraged prick, caressing
beneath his pants until she thought his cock would tear out from
its confinement. Damn, he had a piece of flesh down there! She
grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her heaving tits,
pressing it against the luscious breasts and holding it there. She
knew he could feel her like she didn't even have that thin blouse
on. She knew because that was the way his hand felt to her tits.
     "Tell you what," she whispered. "You play with my tits while I
play with your cock. Then, if you can get rid of that hard-on, I'll
give up."
     His eyes told her that she had him. He could no more make his
cock go limp than he could make himself disappear. He probably
would have liked to do exactly that. He couldn't, however, and he
knew that he couldn't. He looked down at her tits beneath his huge
hand. He stared at the soft invitation of her thighs. His eyes
rolled helplessly. Then he seemed to lose control of himself. He
shook violently. His eyes became sort of glassy and far away. His
nostrils flared out in lust. Karen felt his breath begin to come in
wild gasps.
     "Only one way," he snarled, "to handle a woman like you! Only
one thing to do with such a daughter of Satan!"
     He tore her blouse from her, then buried his face into her
naked tits. He sucked and lapped at them hungrily. His mouth worked
furiously at one nipple, then at the other. At the same time he
began pulling at her shorts. Karen tingled as he tugged the shorts
down her hips and thighs. She kicked them off as he ripped her
panties off. She lay before him, completely naked. He stared at her
a minute, then pulled his pants open. His mammoth cock came out,
shaking threateningly above her. Ohhhh, he was enormous! Karen had
thought that her brother was well hung, She had believed Roger to
have a hell of a piece of meat. This guy, though, had more cock
than both of them put together. Damn! it looked a foot long as he
brandished his prick before her.
     "See!" he muttered to her. "See it! You've been begging for
it, sister! Now you're going to get it! I'll teach you to go around
leading men on like that!"
     He got between her thighs and brought the head down against
her pussy. For the first time, Karen felt frightened. He was going
to fuck her dry! He was going to ram that enormous pecker into her
without getting her oiled beforehand. She trembled at the thought
of how he might hurt her. She opened her mouth to plead with him,
then clamped it shut again. Hell no! She wasn't about to scream
out, not as hard as she had worked to get him to this place. She'd
take her chances with that beautiful cock!
     He pushed the tip of his pecker into the lips of her cunt. One
hand came up to her tits as he began forcing his entrance. Karen
moved her ass to rub her pussy against the huge meat. If she could
have just a minute or two, she could get her cunt flowing, She
twisted to let her clit rub down on the lunging cock. Slowly and
sensuously she worked herself while Ritchie groped lustfully at her
tits. He caught one globe in his big hand and rolled it on her
chest, his fingers played at her nipple, turning it hard. He
released the boob and grabbed at the other. Again he worked
adoringly at the breast, causing it to swell delightfully beneath
his touch.
     "God!" he whispered. "They're beautiful! They're the most
beautiful tits I ever saw!"
     Karen smiled up at him. Her pussy was just beginning to pulse
and throb from the manipulation. She felt him shoving his monster
of a cock at her with more determined effort. She felt the huge ram
stretch her pussy terribly as it made its struggling but determined
way into her. Damn! It felt like he had run a telephone phone into
her. He filled her, he stretched her, he threatened to rip her cunt
to shreds. Still, she was responding like crazy to his prick. She
could feel the immense throbs that ran along the massive shaft.
     "Ooooo!" she panted. "Ooooo! What a cock! What a huge,
marvelous cock!"
     "Ahhhh!" Ritchie groaned as he suddenly lunged at her. This
time he buried that great pole into her. He drove all the way. His
stomach hit her, he plunged his cock so far. The blonde moaned
pathetically as she felt like he had surely torn her.
     Damn, he must have absolutely annihilated her pussy. She
shuddered as agonizing pain swept through her. She fought to keep
from fainting as blazing pangs of searing flame shot through her.
     "You feel that, don't you!" he gasped. "YOU see why I didn't
want to? You see what you were begging for?"
     "It's all right," she whispered to him. She wasn't lying, not
all  way. The pain was beginning to subside. Even the agony was now
mixed with the most exotic pleasure. She was taking this monster of
a cock! She was taking this pecker all the way. She might have been
torn a little, but it was worth it. She was proving just how much
of a woman she was. "It's all right," she repeated. "Fuck me!
You're in there now! Whether you wanted to or not, you got your
cock into my box. Now fuck me, damn it! Don't just let it lay in
there."
     His eyes looked at her. He was still alternating from
gentleness to brutal lust. He looked into her eyes and had that
soft, sensitive expression. Then he looked at her tits in his hand
and became the creature of lust again. He pulled her to him,
removing his hand from her tits. He pulled her against him so her
swollen breasts would crash into his body. He began to fuck. He
drove the magnificent cock back and forth through her pussy. At
first the girl wanted to cry out again. Then her cunt slowly
reacted to the wonderful presence. Her juices began to lubricate
her pussy, allowing his pecker to slip back and forth with greater
ease. Her desire rose rapidly. Karen shivered with each throb of
pleasure that shook the great cock. Her cunt hugged the luscious
rod, clinging to it as it pumped her and clutching at it in
powerful spasms of pleasure.
     "Ooooeeee!" Karen squealed. "Ooooeeee! What a cock! What a
hell of a tool! Fuck me! Oooo, let me feel all that meat!"
     Ritchie shook her lustily as he balled away. His big arms
hugged her so hard he almost pressed the breath from her. She
became aware again of just how huge he was. He seemed to completely
dwarf her. She felt lost beneath his immense body. His cock had
sure found her, though. She wasn't lost to it. She was impaled on
it, Ritchie had her. Ohhhh, did he ever have her! He fucked her
harder, his cock gliding frantically along the greased walls of her
pussy. He reached beneath her ass and lifted her upward, popping
his cock into her with increasing fury.
     "I'll fuck you!" he panted. "You wanted to be fucked! I'll
show you a fuck!"
     He was doing exactly that. His cock thundered along her cunt,
sending fiery sparks along every nerve. The girl trembled wildly as
she wrapped her legs about him and clung to his driving body. She
hunched her pussy along the powerful cock, wriggling from side to
side in order to increase the exquisite pleasure. They were both
panting and gasping, their orgasms almost to the point of exploding
through them.
     "Yessss! " Karen urged him. "Ohhhh, yessss! Ball me! Fuck me!
Come on and let it go! Pump it all through me! Ohhhh!"
     Ritchie started panting and moaning more loudly. His cock went
into her in jerking motions. His whole body shook as he came up to
his orgasm. Karen's head was spinning from the passion that pulsed
over her. Her skin was sensitive to the touch. Her pussy felt every
vibration of his pecker. She lost her breath once, twice, then
found it. She rolled about in ecstasy as they both soared into
their monumental climax.
     "Oooooeeee!"  she squealed. "Oooeeee! Beautiful! Ooooo, it's
beautiful! It's wonderfull! It's the greatest thing that ever
happened! Ooooeee!"
     His cock kept gushing into her. He shot what seemed like a
cupful of cum into her. He filled her, filled her so thoroughly
that it poured from her cunt onto the couch. She'd have some
cleaning up to do before her mother returned. What did that matter?
She laughed at her worries and rode out the big man's powerful
fuck.
     Afterwards he held her close to him, his hands fondling
delightedly at her tits. Ritchie looked into her eyes deeply. Karen
saw the expression of sadness came into his face. He frowned, eyes
clouding over.
     "I'm sorry," he murmured. "Honestly, I'm sorry. That was a
terrible thing to do. I shouldn't have been so weak to the flesh."
     "I'm not sorry," she answered him. "I'm not sorry a bit, not
one damned bit. It was beautiful. It was gorgeous."
     "No," he insisted, "it was sinful. It was wicked. The devil
got the better of us."
     "Then I wish he'd stay around more often," Karen laughed. "If
the devil was responsible for something so beautiful, then I'm
interested in him."
     Ritchie did not pursue the point. He merely shook his head
sadly. He held her even tighter, as though he might be able to
erase his fall by brute force. He held her and caressed her still
excited tits. Finally he sighed wearily and suggested that he
should be leaving,
     "But you haven't seen Anne," Karen exclaimed. "Aren't you
going to wait for her?"
     "I couldn't face her," he admitted. "After what I've done to
you, I couldn't face her. Please, you mustn't tell her what
happened. She's so pure and sweet she'd never understand."
     Karen could scarcely contain her laughter. This was
hysterical. The blonde realized that her sister could have gotten
her fuck long ago if she hadn't acted so religious around Ritchie.
In her efforts to meet his ideal of a woman, Anne had missed out on
a hell of a good screw. If she'd just been her own horny self, Anne
could have gotten Ritchie as easily as had her little sister.
     "Oh no!" she agreed. "We mustn't tell Anne. This will be our
own special secret. Now come on, you've got to wash all that cum
off before you go."
     He followed her meekly as she led him upstairs. He pulled a
handkerchief from his pocket and held it beneath the dripping
pecker. Karen took him to one of the baths and pointed to the
shower enclosure.
     "Slip out of your clothes," she said, and take a quick
shower."
     She leaned against the wall and watched the young man. Ritchie
hesitated, staring at her. His eyes seemed to be asking if she
planned on watching him take his shower. Karen began laughing at
the absurdity of his attitude.
     "What the hell?" she asked. "We've just been screwing, I'm
naked as the day I was born. You're holding your cock right out in
your hand for me to see. So why are you suddenly up tight about
taking a bath in front of me?"
     Ritchie saw the humor of his attitude. He laughed with her,
but still frowned. He shook his head in confusion until the girl
pushed him into the shower and stepped in with him.
     "See," she laughed. "I'm going to take one, too. So you don't
have to feel ill at ease. All right?"
     They played in the shower as Ritchie finally relaxed and
accepted her presence. That was because of her breasts. It was the
thought of soaping her tits that convinced him of the fun of
bathing together. They soaped each other, the boy's hands fondling
her tits eagerly. Karen began rubbing lush suds into his groin. She
stroked his cock and played with his balls until he was as hard as
though nothing had happened downstairs. She leaned down and kissed
the beautiful length of meat, her fingers tugging at his nuts. She
sucked on the huge cock head and teased him unmercifully. Ritchie
began to pant excitedly. The same expression of lust returned to
his face. Before the delighted girl realized it, he had lifted her
in his arms. He held her with one hand beneath her ass, the other
steadying her back. His muscular arms lifted her with ease, then
brought her down onto his erect pecker.
     "Tease!" he panted. "I'll show you what happens when you tease
me! You never learn, do you? You should know not to play so sexy
with me!"
     He was wrong, of course he was wrong, The blonde had learned
very well how he responded to teasing, He got hot and started
fucking, That was great, as Karen saw it. She tingled all over as
he lowered her onto the throbbing prick. She felt her pussy open to
the great head. Ritchie held her in his arms and began thrusting
his meat upwards into her softly pulsing cunt.
     "Ooooo!" she whispered. "Ooooo, that's good. That's Sooo
good!"
     They laughed as he bounced her on his cock. They laughed as
she rubbed her tits in his face and across his chest. They laughed
as his cock began to get out of control and ram up her pussy with
increasing demand. They shook and clung to each other, their bodies
writhing and panting in pleasure. They fucked as the spray poured
over them. They rubbed and clung and balled like crazy.
     "Uhhh! Uhhhh!" Ritchie gasped as his cock began to shake
furiously. "Ohhhh, baby! I'm about to shoot it all! It's ready to
shoot into you!"
     "Ooooeeee!" Karen cried out into the small enclosure as his
hot semen boiled into her. "Oooooeeee!"
     She clamped her legs about him and throbbed with the intense
thrills of her second orgasm. she bit into his shoulder and rolled
the tits he adored so fervently all over him. She trembled wildly
and felt her orgasm meet his and match his fury.
     "Oooooeeee!" she screamed again. "Ohhhh, yessss! Fuck me! Fuck
me!"



                             Chapter 10

     "Ohhhh, Baby!" the boy panted. "I've been waiting to get my
cock into your sweet pussy all night! Oh yesss!"
     He smiled happily as he bounced above Karen. His cock thrust
and plunged through her moist cunt as she twisted beneath him. The
stereo blared away, providing a constantly changing assortment of
beats and musicians. The last number had been much slower. A short,
chubby college sophomore had been fucking her during that time. The
rules of the game called for an exchange of partners each time the
song changed. This was the fourth boy to fuck Karen so far. The
blonde had no idea how much longer the game would continue.
     "Mmmmm," the freckle-faced boy panted. "Ooooo, what sweet
cunt! Damn, you're a gorgeous broad!"
     His hands groped eagerly at her tits, thumbing her nipples
even harder than the previous boys had gotten them. Karen arched
her back, thrusting the globes upward to give him a better exposure
of them. Beside her, Anne was moaning in delight as the chubby boy
balled her rapidly with his short, chunky pecker.
     Karen had been surprised when her sister invited her to come
to this party. She had been afraid that Ritchie might talk about
their afternoon. Anne had acted a little strange for a couple of
days afterwards. Karen had been terrified that she might have seen
Ritchie leaving the house. It had been a close call that afternoon.
She and the big football star had fucked in the shower, then talked
for a while before he left. The teenager had remembered the cum
that was all over the couch just in time. She'd just finished
cleaning it when her Mom and Anne drove up. Ritchie had not been
gone more than four or five minutes. Karen watched her sister
closely during those two days. Then her sister had come bounding
into her room late at night and awakened her.
     "I have to tell you!" she bubbled. "I just have to let you
know."
     "What?" Karen answered groggily, stretching and rubbing her
eyes. What the hell is so important that you have to tell me in the
middle of the night?"
     "Ritchie," the red-head answered. "I got him! Ohhhh, Sis! I
actually got his cock! He fucked me tonight. It was fantastic!
Karen, you'd never believe how much meat he has! Never in a million
years would you believe any one man could have all that cock."
     Karen breathed a deep sigh of relief. Ritchie had been the
problem for her sister. Ritchie himself had worried her, not
Ritchie and Karen. She laughed happily and shared in the pleasure
as Anne described the entire fuck.
     The music changed. Karen kissed the freckle-faced boy and
watched him climb on top of Anne. He looked down at the red-haired
girl, looking at her glowing body and grinned happily.
     "Ohhhh, baby!" he panted. "I've been waiting to get my cock
into your wet pussy all night! Ohhhh, yessss!"
     They were the same words he had told Karen, the same words
exactly. The blonde wished that she'd never kissed the bastard. She
would have bet that he'd told every girl he'd screwed so far the
same line. He'd hand it to every one he fucked as he went around
the circle of pussy the rest of the night as well. Damn him,
anyway.
     "Agggghhh!" a big, strapping red-haired boy roared as he came
down onto her. He brandished his long, lean pecker in front of her
and pumped it eagerly a few times. "Look at it, sweetheart!" he
panted. "This old cock's gonna give you a lot of pleasure!"
     Karen didn't remember meeting him when they first came in to
the party. It didn't matter, though. The distaste she felt toward
him didn't matter either. He was part of the fucking circle, the
circle of pussy as their hostess had called it when she positioned
the girls in a huge circle around the carpet.
     "Aaaggghhhhh!" the boy roared again as he drove the long meat
into Karen's pussy. He began pumping with angry ferocity. She
twisted beneath him, wondering if he would be able to contain
himself. She was afraid that he wouldn't last until the time for
orgasm. She moaned as he began to pull and twist her tits about
with the same rough violence. The blonde gritted her teeth, praying
for the stereo to change numbers before this son of a bitch injured
her.
     "You like it this way?" he asked her. "You like to be roughed
up a little while you get it?"
     "Not really," she answered. "I'd rather get a long, slow fuck.
You know, the way a man screws a woman."
     "Well, you won't get it!" he snarled, banging her even more
roughly. Instead of being shamed by her comment, he was angered. He
was trying to hurt her, the bastard! The teenager closed her eyes,
sickened by the stupid grin on his face. Thankfully, he released
her tits and grabbed her. ass in both hands. He held her tightly
and drove his cock at her with even greater rage. Karen began to
finally respond to the rough treatment. Her pussy was reacting to
the lightning thrusts, the slamming of his body against her. She
was beginning to hump herself along the slender shaft when the
music changed again.
     The boy waited a moment. When another song. blared at them, he
looked angrier than ever. "Shit!" he muttered as he climbed off her
and moved on over to her sister.
     "Aagghhh!" she heard him snarl as he pounced on Anne just as
violently as he had gone after Karen.
     The next partner who moved onto her young body was an older
man. Karen remembered meeting him earlier. He taught at one of the
colleges in the area. One of the girls, a student of his, had
brought him to the party. Karen had been impressed with the way he
fit in to the group without trying to act like he was as young as
the rest of them. She appreciated that. There was something sexy
about an older man, especially when he didn't feel it necessary to
prove that he wasn't really old. This one was sexy. She smiled up
at him as he crawled between her thighs and cupped her tits gently
while easing his cock against her pussy.
     "Lovely!" he whispered down to her. "You're absolutely
beautiful. I don't think I've ever seen so much loveliness in a
young girl."
     His cock came lusciously into her cunt as he fingered her
tits. He pumped her slowly, sensuously, while he leaned his face
down and began to kiss one glowing nipple. The blonde wondered if
he would give Anne the same compliment. This time she didn't care.
Any girl needed to hear such sweet words after the bastard that was
fucking ahead of him.
     "Mmmmm!" she sighed, reaching up to caress the back of his
neck. "Ooooo, I like to be fucked by an expert. Mmmmmm!"
     He was an expert. The way he screwed her sent shivers of
delight all through her cunt. He seemed to be making small circles
with his prick, moving around and around as he pumped it along the
shuddering walls of her pussy. She lay back and enjoyed him. She
was glad she had come, again. She was so glad that Anne had invited
her.
     Anne had invited her and the red-head didn't even know that
she was the reason Ritchie had screwed her. After their fuck in the
shower, the little blonde had talked with the big athlete about her
sister. She convinced Ritchie that Anne was just shy, that she
really dreamed of being laid. She convinced him that the lovely
red-head was aching to let him fuck her. Karen had been able to
talk the boy into it because she had discovered what no one else
knew. Ritchie was afraid of hurting a girl with his immense cock.
He had fucked a girl years earlier, when they were both children.
He had popped her cherry, then thought that the blood was because
of his mammoth size.
     "Oooooo, sweetheart," the college teacher moaned above her.
"Oooo, what a delicious pussy! You're one beautiful little fuck."
     They rolled about the floor, pulsing and throbbing, Karen had
to caution herself about the rules. She was tempted to forget the
rules. Why the hell shouldn't she go ahead? She could go ahead and
get her climax, then fake it with the rest of the guys. The blonde
wrapped her legs about the beautiful man and humped herself eagerly
on his surging prick. Oooo, it felt good! He was magnificent. He
kept sucking at her tits, his tongue lapping into each nipple,
pressing the button back into her tit before quickly switching to
the other breast.
     "Ooooeeee!" she panted! "Whatever you're doing don't stop!
Oooo, I love it! I love it!"
     The teacher lifted his face from her tits. He smiled at her as
she throbbed beneath him. His hands ran freely about her body,
softly caressing her into deeper ecstasy. She tingled at every
movement of his hand. He had her entire body alive and glowing, She
was crazed with passion. She was hysterical with desire. She buried
her fingers in his thick hair as she rode him wildly, her orgasm
building inside her.
     Then the damned music changed. Her beautiful teacher
extricated herself from her arms and pulled his cock out of her
pussy. Karen cursed silently as she watched him go over to Anne.
She was still pulsing and throbbing with the nearness of the orgasm
she had wanted to give him. She clenched her fists and beat on the
floor a couple of times.
     "Hello, Anne," she heard him greet her sister. "Feel like a
nice, easy fuck?"
     Damn! Damn! Damn! This was the first one who didn't treat all
the girls alike and she had lost him! He didn't use the same line
every time. He had meant it, then. He had been honest about all
those nice things he said. Damn!
     "Hi, sweetheart!" the swarthy boy who was getting his pecker
into her called out. "let's ride, baby! Let's ride!"
     She looked up at him, prepared to be angry and resentful. Her
feelings changed, however. He was dark, with long black hair. His
brown eyes sparkled mischievously, though. It was impossible to
resist being caught up in his enjoyment of the mass fuck. Karen
laughed with him as he turned from side to side, waving his cock in
her cunt. Her resentment subsided quickly. She replaced the
frustration with a willing cooperation in the screw this happy and
likable boy wanted to give her.
     "Go, baby!" she urged him, their eyes laughing as they met.
"Yessss! Ride it, sweetheart! Ohhhh, fuck me!"
     She bounced beneath his happy, friendly fuck, remembering the
expression on her brother's face when she and Anne came down the
stairs together. Karen had put on her sexiest slacks, tight about
her ass and thighs, flaring out at her ankles. She wore a cream
satin blouse with black trim to match the color of the slacks. The
blonde knew that she looked a lot older than fifteen in those
clothes. She sure felt older than fifteen.
     "Where are you going?" Brad asked, staring at her. His eyes
shot over to Anne as though to question the older girl.
     "With us, of course," the red-head answered calmly. "She's old
enough for you to be screwing, I guess she's old enough for your
friends."
     "But she's too young!" Brad gasped. "She's not old enough for
this kind of party!"
     "Why don't we let the guys tell us what they think," Anne
suggested. "If they all think she's too much of a child, I'll bring
her back home."
     Brad turned red in the face. He stormed down the hall,
threatening to stay home rather than take Karen. He pounded his
fist into the palm of his hand as neither girl paid any attention
to his protest. At his threat not to accompany them, Anne took her
own car keys from her small purse and prepared to drive them
herself. Finally their brother agreed to go along with it. He
didn't like to agree. He didn't agree gracefully. He wouldn't even
look at Karen as he drove them to the party, even though she sat in
the middle of the seat and snuggled against him. He was still
acting like an ass as she teased her finger along his thigh and
taunted at his cock
     That broke his resistance. Brad suddenly began laughing, He
took one hand from the steering wheel and grabbed Karen's crotch.
He damped about her pussy and shook it affectionately. The blonde
snuggled her tits against his arm. She rubbed the bra-less globes
against him, tingling at his touch through the luxurious satin.
     "All right! All right!" Brad sighed. "I give up! Damn! How can
anyone resist such a sexy little temptress? Sis, you're too much!
You're just too damn much!"
     That's what the happy-go-lucky boy was panting now as he
fucked her cheerfully. His mouth was spread in a broad grin. His
beautiful teeth sparkled in the soft lights of the lamps that sat
on several tables about the room. His deep, brown eyes glittered
with pleasure.
     "You're too much!" he panted. "You're too damn much! Ohhhh,
that's the sweetest cunt I ever got my pecker in! Ohhhhh, baby!"
     His body shook as he moved from happy pleasure toward ecstatic
passion. He reached around her and pulled her tightly against
himself. He crushed her lunging tits against his chest. His hands
ran over her body, stroking and caressing her with frenzied
adoration. He captured her lips, kissing her demandingly while his
cock shuddered inside her pussy.
     "Mmmmm," Karen moaned softly. "Oooooo!" The boy was a hell of
a lot of fun. He had her wanting to laugh in delight at his
thorough enjoyment of fucking, He went at it all with such healthy
intent on extracting the maximum pleasure. His irresistible gaiety
captured her entirely. She wrapped her legs around him and rubbed
her tits wildly against his heaving chest. They were building up
toward a wild, driving fuck when the music changed once more.
     Even before she heard the new beat, the teenager knew what it
would be. It had to be! It just couldn't be any other way! She had
the irresistible, dark youth on her and Anne had the sexy teacher.
This had to be the song that was the signal for orgasm. It was!
     "Ooooeeeee!" she squealed in delight. "Ooooo! Listen! This is
for us! This is just for us! Oooooeeee!"
     "I didn't dare hope," the boy smiled down at her. "I never
expected to be so lucky. All right, beautiful girl, let's get into
a real fuck!"
     He pulled her against him even tighter. His cock drove
furiously into her pussy. She glowed as she felt the strength of
his arms about her, as she felt the hard excitement of his lunging
prick. He wasn't rough, though. He was gentle despite his wild
frenzy of pleasure. He laughed in his total enjoyment of her. He
laughed and bounced on the floor with her.
     Beside her, she could hear Anne moaning in sensuous
satisfaction. She glanced over and saw the rich, red hair
shimmering as her sister pulsed with gratification. Anne was riding
the hell out of the teacher, her lithe body wrapped tightly about
him. The gentle teacher smiled softly as he drove his cock into the
red-head with long, slow strokes. Karen reached out and caught her
sister's hand. Their fingers entwined as they both throbbed beneath
the luscious assaults of the man and boy.
     "Oooo, let me feel it!" the blonde whispered intently to her
young partner. "Let me feel it shoot into me! Mmmmm!"
     He had both hands beneath her. One hand held her across the
back of her shoulders. The other cupped and held her shuddering
ass. He rubbed her against him as he fucked, rolling her tits over
this chest. Their nipples brushed against each other, sending
sparks of exquisite delight through her tits. His cock trembled
with passion as it thrust deeper into her sweating little cunt. She
hugged him just as tightly, holding even tighter to Anne's hand.
     "Ohh, sweetheart!" he gasped. "I'm about to unload! Ohhh,
you're too gorgeous! I can't hold out any longer!'
     "Then don't!" Karen assured him. "let it flow! Oooo! Hurry!
I'm ready for it! Oooo, let it pour into me!"
     Her pussy was already wild with spasms of climactic pleasure.
She panted frantically as her orgasm swept through her. A second
after she began she felt his hot cum splattering into her pussy.
The room whirled about her. The sound of other orgasms all about
her only intensified the rapture of the moment.
     "Aaaaiiii!" she screamed. "Ooooeeee! It's marvelous! It's
beyond anything! Ooooeeee!"



                             Chapter 11

     Karen paused and checked her appearance in the bathroom
mirror. God, her hair looked awful. She laughed, understanding why.
After all, there was no way to go through all that fucking and look
like you had just stepped out of the beauty shop. She picked up a
brush and did a quick touch-up. Then she walked into the bedroom
where a couple had been balling away when she walked through.
     They were gone now. They had finished while she sat on the
john. The bed still showed what had. happened. How many times had
it been used tonight? Karen laughed as she realized what constant
use had been made of every bed in the whole damn house. The party
was slowing down now. Downstairs, most of the kids were relaxing.
Someone had brought out some pot and they were all sitting about
the floor smoking.
     "Well, look what I found!"
     The tone of his voice sent a chill through her. She looked up,
not quite recognizing the voice, but sure she had heard it before.
It carried bad memories for her. The sound of it sent a peculiar
feeling of unpleasantness through her. As she saw the owner of the
voice, she realized why. It was the big, red-haired boy who went
after her so roughly during the circle of pussy. He was standing in
the door, grinning suggestively as he ogled her body. His long,
lean pecker was still erect. It stood out from him, waving back and
forth as he swayed unsteadily.
     "I knew I'd find something worthwhile up here," he chuckled.
     "Get lost!" the blonde snapped as she reached him. Karen tried
to shove her way past him. Damn him, anyway! "Get the hell out of
the way!"
     "Hey, baby!" he snapped back at her as he grabbed her arm and
pulled her roughly. "You know the rules at these parties. Any pussy
that's not in use is available for any cock that needs it."
     He grinned at her, keeping a firm grip on her arm. His eyes
lighted up as he stared at her firm tits, still glowing pink from
the caresses of the past hour. He licked his lips and began pulling
her toward the bed.
     "That's the law around here," he assured her. "You have to
fuck any guy that needs to lose a wad."
     Karen hadn't heard anyone say that, not that she could recall.
Still, he seemed so sure of himself, so certain that he was right.
It did seem to fit the way things had been happening, Guys would
walk over to a girl and lead her off to one of the bedrooms. Karen
decided not to make an issue of it. If this hot bastard wanted a
fuck, she'd give him a fuck. Maybe then he'd leave her alone. She
sighed heavily and walked to the bed.
     It wasn't going to be that easy, however. He wasn't going to
let her have it so easy. He shoved her down onto the bed roughly.
He pushed her face downward, then came up behind her. She let him
pull her up onto her knees and ram that long snake between her
thighs. All right! So he wanted to dog fuck. She'd gone that way
before. She'd enjoyed it, too, that afternoon up in Roger's
apartment. If that's the way he wanted it, then let him get it over
with.
     "Ohhhh my!" he panted as he reached around her and began
pulling at her tits. "ohhhh my! What a piece of tail! Mmmmm, I'm
going to enjoy laying my meat up that tail!"
     He pulled and tugged at her tits while rubbing across her ass
slowly and sensuously. He got a finger on one nipple and pressed
that button roughly into the full breast. He kept his finger on her
nipple and rolled it round in circles. His other hand came down to
her pussy and grabbed a handful of cunt, shaking it wildly at his
cock twitching against her thigh.
     "Yeahhhh!" he muttered. "I'm going to get me some ass! Ohhh,
what a hell of an ass I'm going to get!"
     His finger jammed into her pussy and pressed on her clit just
as roughly as he was working her nipple. Karen opened her mouth to
complain, then clamped it tightly shut. He had tried to make her
act intimidated when he first started fucking her. That gave him
pleasure, frightening girls. No! She wouldn't give him such
satisfaction. Besides, it might just spur him on toward greater
torture of her. She'd act as though this was the way most men
fucked. Maybe that would cool him down. She wouldn't let him think
he was special in any sort of way, good or bad.
     "You going to play around all night?" she asked haughtily, "or
you going to get with it?"
     "You don't like the way I feel you up?" he asked. "What's the
matter, baby? Am I too rough?"
     "Not at all," she assured. "Hell, I've had guys playing with
my tits and pussy all night. Some play rough, some play gentle. I
just want to get on with it."
     She heard him snarl in confusion behind her. He changed to the
other tit and gave that nipple the same brutal treatment. His
finger was poking roughly into her pussy, rubbing her clit as he
started thrusting it back and forth with rapid motion. Despite it
all, Karen could feel the juice beginning to ooze from the lining
of her cunt. That helped some. That made his finger not quite so
painful in there. She waited impatiently for him to decide to ram
his meat into her.
     "Ahhhh! Ahhhhhh!" he panted as he shook her like a cat would
shake some captured mouse. "Ohhhh, yesss! I'm going to feel that
sweet ass around my hot pecker!"
     He swept his hand across both tits at the same time. He got
his thumb on one nipple, a finger on the other. He rotated the two
lunging breasts by the nipples as he struggled to get his whole
damned hand inside her pussy. He got his fingers in there and
started spreading them apart, stretching her cunt painfully. She
ached with the mixture of agony and arousal he produced, her body
throbbing and twisting in his arms.
     "Got you greased?" he asked. "Got all that good cunt juice
boiling?"
     She nodded her head, hoping to encourage him to go ahead and
screw her. She thought for a moment she had succeeded. He dropped
both hands to her hips and held her buttocks firmly. She felt him
preparing to drive his cock into her and waited expectantly. He
became tense just before he lunged. Then he came at her.
     "Noooo!" she screamed. "Ohhhh, noooo!"
     The bastard! The son of a bitch! The dirty, cheating animal!
He hadn't driven his cock at her pussy at all. He had slammed the
prick between her buttocks. He jammed it into her bum. He had it up
her ass. He was fucking her asshole. The long, lean pecker thrust
up her passage, sending blinding pain through the girl. Karen
gasped and shuddered as he gleefully pumped the hard cock into her.
She moaned in agony and began to cry softly, while the sounds of
her despair made the boy only more excited.
     "Got you now!" he chortled. "Ohhh, I've got your ass! You like
it this way, baby? You like having a pole up your ass?"
     His hands came back to her pussy and tits. He got his finger
on her clit and began massaging her passion button wildly. His
other hand worked frantically at her tits as he bucked and shoved
his cock through her aching, throbbing ass. Karen was still weeping
in pain and frustration as the tightness of her ass brought him to
a rapid conclusion of the fuck. His cock began to shudder inside
her. He pushed her face down into the bed as he raised higher
behind her and slammed his cock through her with greater fury.
     "Ohhhhh, Yeaaaahhhh!" he cried out as his cum spurted into
her. "Ohhhh, what a soft, sweet ass! Ohhh; what a fuck! You'll
remember me, baby! Hell yes, you will!"
     He was pulled off her suddenly. Karen had not heard the man
come into the room. She bad not seen the young teacher as he heard
her sobs and rushed to the bed. She saw him now, though. She saw
him as he pulled the boy from her and smashed his fist into the
grinning boy's mouth. She saw the blood gush as he hit the smart
bastard again. Then he turned to her, cuddling her against him
while his body still throbbed with anger.
     "Out!" he snapped. "Get the hell out of here before I really
lose my temper! You hurt the girl! You hurt her and you enjoyed
it."
     Her assailant left, holding his mouth and nose in a vain
attempt to stop the flow of blood. Karen snuggled thankfully
against her rescuer. His hand cupped her tits protectively. He laid
his head over hers and held her tightly while she began controlling
the tears.
     "Easy, sweetheart," he consoled her. "It's over. He won't
bother you again."
     "Thank you," she answered shakily. "I just wish you'd gotten
here five minutes earlier."
     "So do I," he agreed. "So do I. Come on, now. Let's find your
clothes. You're going home with me for a little while. I think
you've had enough of this party."
     "But Anne," Karen protested. "I came with Anne and Brad."
     "They know where I live," he laughed. "At least Anne does.
They'll come by for you on their way home."
     He spoke briefly with her sister as she retrieved her
clothing. They slipped back into their clothes at the door, then
went out to his car. Karen sat close against him as he drove to his
apartment. She walked tightly against him as he led her to his
door. She looked up at him, waiting for his kiss, once they got
inside. He met her request, kissing her long and passionately. His
hands cupped her buttocks, then ran along the side of her tits
affectionately. He smiled at her as he lifted his face from hers.
     "You sit down over there," he said, pointing to his couch.
"I'll fix us a couple of drinks. Let's wash that bad experience
from your mind and then give you a nicer one to take its place."
     That sounded like an excellent idea. It sounded even better as
she nestled against him, sipping her drink and watching the slow
swelling of his cock. By the time he lifted her in his arms and
carried her to his bedroom, it seemed like the most fantastic idea
she had ever imagined.
     "Lovely!" he sighed. "You are so exquisitely lovely!"
     He sat beside her and removed her blouse and slacks. He kissed
her tits softly as he pulled her panties from her. Then he stood
beside the bed and quickly slipped off his clothes. His eyes were
gentle, adoring as he came back toward her. Karen sighed deeply,
thrilled by this older man's complete approval. She began to tingle
in anticipation as he leaned toward her. He kissed her toes and
feet. His lips came sensuously up her legs. He kissed her thighs,
then moved his lips erotically over her hips and along her waist.
     "Mmmmmm," she quivered in rising warmth. "Oooo, that's so
beautiful. I've never been loved this way."
     "You should," he whispered to her. "A woman so absolutely
beautiful should be loved with appreciation."
     He called her a woman! He thought of her as a woman! He knew
she was Anne's sister. Karen had little doubt that he knew how
young she really was. Anne must have told him. Karen was convinced
that her sister had visited this apartment, had been fucked in this
bed. She'd bet, however, that her sister had never gotten this
expert treatment. Something about the teacher convinced her that he
had saved all this adoration for her. She was a woman to him. She
wasn't a teenager. She was a beautiful, desirable woman. She glowed
and throbbed as much from the knowledge as from the delicious way
he was kissing her shoulders and neck.
     "Lovely! Lovely! Lovely!" he murmured as he kissed her chin
and the corners of her mouth. Then his lips were over hers. He
kissed her deeply, drawing her breath from her as her tongue
eagerly met his own. Then he moved his face back down across her
chest. He kissed around her tits. He kissed the top of her tits. He
kissed the sides and bottom of her tits. He kissed her nipples,
sucking them until she felt sharp flashes of fiery passion surge
into her swelling breasts.
     His hands had begun to caress her thighs. He stroked inside
her satin thighs and outward over her tingling hips. He fondled her
pussy as he massaged her. Then his lips moved downward over her
navel. As his lips approached her pussy, his hands went toward her
tits. Then he was there! Ohhh, was he ever there!
     "Ooooo!" she groaned in the intensity of her soaring delight
"Mmmmm! Ooooo! Yessss! love me! love me! Ooooo!"
     His lips were over her cunt, sucking at her slowly but
thoroughly. His hands were on her tits, caressing them into
delirious happiness. Karen writhed beneath his foreplay, her body
burning with more intense pleasure than she thought could ever
exist. She was a woman! She was Woman! She was every beautiful
woman who ever existed. She was every woman who was ever loved and
adored! This was beyond belief. This was beyond description!
     Then he came up over her. He brought his cock up to the softly
pulsing lips of her pussy. He eased the thick cock head against her
cunt and slipped it in and against her clit. Karen shuddered as
sparkling tremors of pleasure ran through her. Dazzling flashes of
multicolored brilliance whirled about her. The girl gasped with
intense desire as the lovely cock went further into her pussy.
     "Mmmmm!" she sighed in a quivering breath. "Ooooo, Darling! My
darling! My precious! Ooooo, it feels so good!"
     He rubbed her tits slowly as he began to plunge his prick at
the clutching spasms of her ecstatic pussy. He fucked her
deliberately. He fucked her thoroughly. He fucked her adoringly. He
pumped and balled while the blazing passion built to a fantastic
heat inside her. She began to tremble out of control. She clamped
her legs around him and hugged him, her adoration of him equal to
the worship he had shown her. She rolled them from side to side as
she thrust her tits into his frantic caresses. She humped her pussy
along his cock as he began to ball her more violently.
     "Take me!" she screamed. "Ohhhhhh, God! Take me! Fuck me!
Ohhh, love me like I've never been loved before! Fuck me as I've
never been fucked before!"
     He did. He did exactly that. By the time her orgasm had
passed, she was breathless. She lay back panting and looking up
into his soft eyes. She tingled as he continued to caress her, to
keep her body at that fever pitch of emotion. He brought her to
another orgasm, then to another. Finally he let her lay back on the
pillow as he kissed her tits with unmatched skill. The young blonde
could not have been happier. She could not see how any girl could
feel deeper contentment.
     "I love you," she whispered. "I love you."
     Karen had never told anybody that before, except her family.
She felt that she should tell the teacher, though. She didn't quite
understand what love was all about, not love outside the love of
her family. The nearest she could imagine, however, was what she
felt toward this sweet, gentle man with the wonderful cock and the
magic hands.
     "You are the loveliest woman I ever loved," he answered. "You
are the loveliest woman I ever dreamed of holding."



                             Chapter 12

     Their father was waiting, The three Wilson children didn't see
him at first. They were still too dazed from all the excitement of
the party to be exactly careful and observant as they climbed from
the car and walked into the house.
     Karen was the most excited of the three. She still tingled
from the visit with the teacher. They had fucked again before her
brother and sister arrived. Between fucks she had fixed them a
snack. She had felt so domestic, puttering around in his kitchen,
one of his shirts thrown over her shoulders to keep her from
getting chilled in the evening air that blew through an open
window. She could smell his cologne lingering in the cloth of the
shirt. That was nice. It made her feel like his arms were always
around her. Most of the time they were. He kept hugging her and
kissing her as they played putting together a couple of sandwiches.
Then they had eaten them before slipping back to the bedroom for
another luscious screw.
     "Mmmm!" the girl sighed as she took a deep breath of air just
before entering her home. "Ooooo, I feel sooo beautiful!"
     She spun about happily, then followed her brother and sister
into the house. Brad had clearly smoked too much pot. Anne looked
like she might have taken too much to drink. They both acted sort
of quiet and restrained. Not Karen. She wanted to dance and sing
all through the house.
     Then their father stepped out of the shadows of the family
room and blocked the stars up to their bedrooms. His eyes flashed
angrily as he confronted them. His face was dark with a scowl of
displeasure.
     "Where have you three been?" he demanded.
     "To a party," Anne answered. As the oldest, she always was
expected to answer for the other two. "We went to a party."
     "I know about that party," their father snorted. "It was at
the Rowley's, wasn't it? If it wasn't, then someone took your car
over there while you were somewhere else."
     "It was at the Rowley's," Brad answered. He spread his legs in
a belligerent stance. He held the position for a moment, then
staggered slightly and almost fell. Karen giggled. She would have
laughed louder except for the snapping glance her father shot at
her. She only giggled, then suppressed even that.
     "You think I don't know what kind of party it was?" Walter
Wilson snarled. "You think I'm that stupid? You think you can go to
a sex orgy any time you please and I'll never get wise?"
     Anne and Brad looked at Karen. They had each answered a
question. Now it was her time to respond. That's the way they had
always done when their father interrogated them. This time, though,
Karen almost let him down. She couldn't think of a good answer, not
right at the moment. She couldn't think at all with her Dad glaring
at her this way. She fumbled for words, then smiled brightly.
     "You want to go with us next time?" she asked. It wasn't the
right answer. Walter Wilson snorted even more angrily. He waved his
arms in his rage. His mouth worked noiselessly while he tried to
find words. Finally he shouted at them.
     "Get to your rooms. I'll talk to each of you separately. Maybe
that way I'll find out what's going on in this house."
     The three kids looked at each other in apprehension. This was
the way their father had always worked them when he was extremely
angry.
     The fact that Marge Wilson had walked from the living room to
join them didn't lessen their fears. If their Dad hadn't been
enraged, their mother would be in bed asleep. They scampered up the
stairs, each glancing helpless at the other as they went to their
individual rooms.
     Karen flopped down on her bed and propped her head against a
pillow. He would come in here first. He always did. He would work
up the ladder from the youngest to the oldest. She sighed heavily,
knowing that it wouldn't take him five minutes to get the truth
from her. She had never been able to lie to her Dad. She could lie
her head off to her mother or to Anne and Brad. She couldn't,
though, with Dad. Damn! Just when she was feeling so wonderful, he
had to go and ruin it all. She had been a woman! She had been a
real woman! Now Dad was making her a child again. Damn him, anyway!
     She looked up as he entered her room and closed the door
behind him. He stood over her, staring down at her. His breath was
still coming in angry pants. She didn't move. She didn't turn her
head toward him. She only cut her eyes up and watched him.
     Walter Wilson looked down at his lovely daughter. She was his
pet. She always had been. She had always been the most affectionate
of his children. She had become such a beautiful girl as she grew
up. She looked so damn lovely now as she lay across the bed. It was
amazing that she could have just come in from one of those orgies
and still look so fresh and innocent. No, he reminded himself, she
wasn't nearly as innocent as she looked. He had begun to suspect
her for a week or more. Tonight he had questioned Marge and Nina
and Roger. No, this was no innocent young virgin no matter how pure
she looked. He sighed wearily and sat on the edge of her bed.
     "Want to talk about it, honey?" he asked.
     "No," she answered. "There's nothing to talk about."
     "I'm not talking about just tonight," he told her with a sigh.
"There's more than tonight. You didn't lose your cherry tonight,
did you?"
     "No," Karen admitted. "I didn't. I'm afraid your little girl
has grown up, Daddy. I'm not an innocent little virgin any more."
     Walter had known that this night would come. He had tried to
prepare himself for it. It hadn't worked, though. He still felt
that he had lost something precious. Then he became angry at
himself. He had lost something? Why the hell did he feel that it
was his to lose or to keep? He reached out and patted Karen's leg.
He watched the soft rise and fall of her luscious tits beneath the
thin blouse. Her nipples were clearly outlined against the
material! She wasn't a child any more. She was a lovely young
woman. She was a very desirable young woman. Hell, he admitted, she
was just plain sexy! He felt his cock rise, tight and hard within
his pants.
     "Why should I be?" Karen asked. "I'm your daughter. I've got
your hot blood in me, haven't I? I'm your's and Mom's."
     "Do you like to?" he asked. "Do you like to fuck?"
     She looked up at him. Her eyes met his clearly and honestly.
Karen knew that he was responding to her appearance. She could
sense the throbs that shook his cock. She ached suddenly to reach
over and touch it. She wanted to pull his meat out in her hands and
love it. She smiled softly and nodded her answer to his question.
She moistened her lips and smiled more boldly.
     Walter suddenly felt dry in his throat. He saw the suggestion
in her eyes. He watched her hand come over and rub along his leg
and against his thigh. He swallowed, trying to cool the dryness.
His cock was leaping now, struggling to find room in the tight
confinement of his pants. Her hand almost touched it as she
caressed along his leg, He shuddered at the thought that was
running through his mind. No! No! He couldn't do it! He mustn't do
it!
     "Am I your daughter?" she asked sweetly. "Am I yours as well
as Mom's?"
     How did he know? How did any of them in their swinger's group
know? There was no way to be sure, absolutely sure. What shook him
even more was the knowledge that some of the young girls he seduced
around the office or on his trips could just as easily have been
his daughter. Hell he had scattered his seed in all directions all
his life.
     "Ooooo, Daddy!" Karen cooed as her hand brushed his cock, then
pressed into the lunging pecker. "Mmmmmmm!"
     She might be his daughter. She might not be his daughter. What
did it matter? Hell, she wanted to be fucked! No girl, daughter or
not, should ever be refused that request. Walter Wilson had never
refused any girl the joy of his services. He turned to her as her
fingers found the shaft and closed over it. He pulled her to him,
unbuttoning her blouse so his hand could slip and cover one of her
glorious tits. Damn,. but she was beautiful. He covered her lips
with his mouth. Their tongues met in sensuous play. Her flesh was
vibrant, alive. She was soft and firm at the same time. She was
also throbbing as anxiously as he.
     "Ooooo, Daddy!" Karen purred. "This feels sooo good. This is
better than your being so angry with me."
     Their eyes met. They drew apart and each struggled out of his
clothes. Walter had never seen such a gorgeous body. He stared at
her in amazement. Damn! She looked great when she paraded about the
pool in her skimpy bikini. She looked a hell of a lot sexier like
this! He pulled the silken body against him as she reached for his
erect meat. He began kissing over her full, ripe tits while she
pumped his cock with slow and expert skill. The flow of her skin
beneath his fingers sent shivers of wild pleasure through him. He
leaned down and began to suck at a tight, throbbing nipple as she
slowly pumped his cock and teased his balls.
     "Mmmmm," Karen purred louder. "Ooooo, it feels so good to have
you against me. Ooooo, Daddy! Oh, Daddy, love me, love me!"
     She rubbed her tits against his face as he kissed and licked.
She gingerly caressed his pulsing cock, turning aside the
temptation to pull ii roughly into her cunt. No, she'd let him do
the fucking. Older men were usually very good at it, she had just
discovered. Her Dad should be the best. He'd sure had enough
experience. She kept her body soft and submissive. She was pliant
to his caresses, yielding to his direction.
     "I feel so light and delicate," she whispered. "YOU make me
feel so special, so cuddly and special."
     "You are," he assured her. "You are very special. You are my
very special little princess."
     She could take that sort of talk. She loved being his
princess, if this was how he treated his princess. She glowed as
his lips roved over her lunging breasts. She moaned as he sucked
each nipple. She throbbed as he finally began to move up over her.
She parted her tingling thighs for him to come down inside them and
slip his pecker against her waiting cunt She closed her legs
against him, hugging him as he slowly pushed his big meat up the
entrance to her pussy.
     "Ooooeee!" she shrilled. "Oooo, Daddy! Daddy! Get it in me!
Get to all the way in me!"
     His eyes glowed as he looked down at her. His hands worked at
her tits as they rolled and swirled in frenzied passion. He pushed
the head of his prick against her clit, rubbing her into delirious
spasms. He panted from his own lust and began to thrust his cock
harder along the inner passage of her softly pulsing cunt. Her
passion was boiling now, shaking her with uncontrollable frenzy.
     "Ooooo! Fuck me!" she pled. "Fuck me! Fill me with your sweet
juice! Oooooeee!"
     "I'll fuck you," he assured her. "I'll ram this hot old pecker
all through that sweet little body. Ohhhh, yes, I'll fuck you!"
     He drove the wild cock through her pussy. She shook even more
frantically as he moved it down her cunt with powerful, lust-
maddened probes. She gasped as he fucked her deeper and deeper. Her
pussy was grabbing at the juicy prick, clutching at the steaming
shaft. He plowed her cunt thoroughly with his rod. He came down
over her mouth, kissing her just as sensuously, just as demandingly
as he was fucking her. His tongue leaped into her mouth, claiming
her and possessing her. His tongue and cock were in partnership,
filing her with their lustful presence as she writhed in luscious
pleasure beneath him.
     "I'm flying!" she squealed when he lifted his lips from her
for a moment. "Ooooeee! I'm flying all over! Fuck me! Oooo, Fuck
me!"
     Her father fucked her into one orgasm. He fucked her through
the wild climax, never slackening his pace. His cock continued to
tear and plunge into her cunt as she came down from her height. He
kept up the steady drive of prick until she began rising toward
another orgasm. His cock shuddered, growing larger and more
demanding inside her.
     "All right, baby!" he muttered. "This time it's both of us!"
     The big cock seemed to leap through her as he gave his
promise. Karen shuddered wildly as he thrust deeply and
deliberately. He shook his cock within her panting cunt. He made
circles with it as he reduced her to a mass of quivering,
passionate jelly. She gasped for breath, suddenly suspended in that
wonderful moment of anticipation just before the onslaught of her
orgasm. She was shivering, quivering beneath him. She heard the
sound of his cock splashing through her juices. She heard the
ecstatic explosions of his breath. She felt the shuddering build-up
in his cock. She screamed as her orgasm blazed through her. She
rocked and leaped about in the intense thrill of a second climax.
     "Yes! Yes!" she screamed. "Get me, Daddy! Oooo, blow it
through me! I'm there! I'm having it now! Oooo, please! Please!
Oooo!"
     She wasn't sure what words were coming out. All she knew was
that she was screaming out her wild, delirious pleasure. Her storm
had broken over her. She was nothing but an exploding collection of
nerves. She was the orgasm. The orgasm was Karen.
     "Here we go, sweetheart!" her Dad panted in her ear. "Hold on,
baby! Here it comes!"
     Did it ever come! His cock erupted inside her. Hot cum seemed
to be boiling through her from every direction. She shrieked again
as his juice hit the lining of her cunt. Her pussy seemed to have a
screaming, panting voice of its own. It was magnificent! It was
marvelous! They shook as their quaking bodies trembled into the
depths of an unbelievable climax.
     Karen rode the fuck with him. Her legs were wound tightly
about his body. She clung to him helplessly as they roared into
semi-consciousness. She panted against him, her brain whirled off
in the midst of the blazing, swirling lights.
     "Ooooeee!" she squealed. "Oooooeeee! It's marvelous! Oooooeee!
It's beautiful! Oooeee!"
     Her body was singing, Her Dad was fucking her. Her Daddy's
cock had filled her with his own special cum. Ohhh, it was a
beautiful fuck! It was a magnificent fuck!
     "I'm next!" Anne shouted as the door opened. "I get the next
fuck!"
     Karen and her Dad looked up in surprise as the lovely red-head
came running to the bed. Anne had slipped out of her clothes in
preparation. Her lithe body glowed in the artificial light from the
small lamp. Her hair showed flecks of matching gold against the
rich red. Her lips were spread in an ecstatic smile. Karen was sure
that she'd never seen her sister look more beautiful. Anne ran
toward them, then leaped into the bed with them. Her slender arms
wrapped about her father as she began kissing him frantically.
     "Hey!" Walter Wilson protested. "Give me a minute, please!
I've got to build up another head of steam!"
     "Well, I'll be here when you're ready," Anne laughed, refusing
to loosen her embrace. Her long lovely legs were pulling as she
rubbed them back and forth along his body. Karen watched for a
moment, then looked back to the door where Brad and her mother were
standing. Her brother's arm was around his mother's waist. One hand
had a tit cupped affectionately as they laughed at the scene in the
bed.
     "Finally!" Marge called to them. "Finally we can have a family
bang, I've been wanting one for two or three years. We had to get
your father out of his stuffy approach to family fucking, though."
     "I knew that Karen could do it," Anne called back. "Didn't I
tell you she would?"
     "How did you know?" Karen asked. "How the hell did you know I
could do anything with him? I didn't try. Honestly, it just all
sort of happened."
     "Like with Ritchie Clay?" the red-head asked. "Did it just
sort of occur like when you got Ritchie?"
     "How did you know that?" Karen gasped. "We weren't going to
tell you! I promised not to. I never expected him to, either."
     "He didn't," Anne laughed softly. "At least he didn't in
words. I knew, though. I knew before it happened. Why do you think
I invited him over on an afternoon when I knew you'd be home alone?
I figured that if you couldn't get him hard, then it was a lost
cause."
     Karen stared in shock at her sister. She had expected Anne to
be mad if she ever suspected what had happened. Now her sister was
claiming credit for the whole thing,
     "Don't you have anything better to do, any of you? " Walter
Wilson asked. "Don't you have anything better to do than stand
around chatting? I don't care who the hell this Ritchie is. I want
my family all in the bed with me."
     They all agreed to that. Marge and Brad leaped in with them.
As they were all rolling about, caressing and fondling whatever
happened to be available, Karen took a deep breath. Yes, there was
a need for a third male in the group, Ritchie would be perfect.
He'd make a welcome addition. She was sure Anne and her mother
would agree.
     There was another possibility, but she had decided against
that. She wasn't about to bring the delicious teacher into the
game. That was her own private fuck. She had every intention of
keeping it that way.



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