Dee Dee stayed in bed Sunday morning. Aunt Clara looked in on her and seemed to understand.
"That's all right, Honey Lamb. You've had a hard week. You rest, I'll see you after church."
Dee Dee listened to Auntie's footsteps go down the stairs, out the door and click off down the sidewalk. She stretched and yawned luxuriously. It was a beautiful day. The sun was in its heaven, the robins were singing and her problems were all but over. All that remained was for Herbie or Bruce or both to deliver the car to old Mr. Doyle and her personal nightmare was done.
Still, had it really been a nightmare? True, she hadn't cared for the treatment received by the Brazo brothers. She could almost still feel the stinging, fiery heat on her ass cheeks that had been inflicted by the ping-pong paddle. She rolled on her side, tightened her sponge-rubber softhard hillocks and clawed her fingers into the satin, warming flesh. The hurt from her squeezing made her clench her teeth and stop, but it also caused her breath to increase and an animal masochistic desire sparked throughout her body. She forced her mind from the ordeal to more pleasant memories.
Herbie had been tolerable. Especially when he did it doggy and fondled her breasts at the same time. Jeeese! Dee Dee rubbed and massaged her suddenly aching, hardening nipples. Even Bruce had his good points. As much as she despised the nasty dirty little welp, his cock had been small enough for her to swallow. She swallowed the saliva that had sprung in her mouth and put Bruce out of her mind. Auntie was good at eating cunt.
Dee Dee reached down and cupped her love juice-oozing, suddenly sizzling twat. "Ummm!" slipped between her lips as a scintillating precious tingle of electrified lust vibrated throughout.
The best by far had been Bo. She rubbed her volatile, scorching cunt and felt the sensuous rapture build. "Oh Bo! God Bo! Where is your fucking hard! Fucking magnificent COCK!"
She rocked her drooling, fervent clitty upwards and gripped her voluptuous, hardened, craving breasts while rubbing and finger fucking herself for relief.
"Bo! God Bo!Aa wwww! Shiiittt!" Mini-bolts of exquisite joy spasmed from her fuck cave and forced her to release her clitoris.
She lay back and panted for breath then became disgusted with herself. She was back to masturbation. What in the hell was wrong with her? If she wanted to get fucked, all she need do was call Bo. She didn't have to do this. It just wasn't satisfying. It didn't get in deep enough to slay down her ache-itch monster.
Dee Dee sprang from the bed and skipped downstairs to the phone. It rang three times before a sleepy Bruce answered.
"Is Bo there? This is Dee Dee."
Bruce's voice livened up. "Hi Doll. No, he went out some time ago. How about me? Can I help you?"
"No." Dee Dee tried to keep the scorn out of her voice. "Do you know where he went? I've got to get in touch with him."
"Is it important?"
"Well, yes, very. Where did he go?"
"If you want to come over here and help me out of a problem I woke up with, I'll tell you." There was a nasty leer in his voice.
"Damn you!" Dee Dee was frustrated. "Go to hen!" She hung up. So what could she do now? She rubbed her groin to ease the growing knot of want. Bo's wonderful prick was the only thing that… "Wait!" she said it aloud, "Wait a minute." A warm feeling crept over her. There was Mr. Doyle's dildo! Yes indeedie! It had been hard and cold and a poor substitute for a real cock, but it had entered her womb and blown her mind. If only!
She didn't have a dildo like Mr. Doyle's, but anything long would do. Anything. She looked around in thought. What? Pop bottles were thick enough but not long enough. Auntie's rolling pin was long enough but she could never get a thing that fat inside her. What? What? Damn. She rubbed her burning love nest and coaxed delicious waves of desire from the drooling chute. What could she use? Her eye caught the broom. Sure, why not? Any old port in a storm. She grabbed the broom by its smooth wooden handle and ran upstairs.
It was awkward. Dee Dee wasn't strong enough to hold the sweeping brush-end of the broom up while she used just the end nine or ten inches of the handle. She arched her back, allowed the broom to lay on the bed and tried to insert the handle that way. She couldn't, it hurt, it was the wrong angle. Damn! Damn! She threw the broom away from her.
What was wrong with her? What had she become? Was she actually going to run a broom handle up her cunt? She must be mad. Damn her ache-monster! She rubbed at her slobbering, torrid pussy and bit her lips as the rapture rose.
"Oh, I want to get fucked." She moaned and fingered herself. The splendid, explosive, lascivious glow built and expanded in her ardent vagina. It was good! It was wonderful! But she needed Bo. "Oh Bo! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She spasmed from the jerking, spitting orgasm, then lay back exhausted, unsatisfied, unfulfilled and disgusted with herself.
"Hey! Anybody at home?"
Dee Dee's heart flipped in recognition and delight. Who said there wasn't a God. "Up here, Bo. I'm up here!" Then she lay on her side in the most provocative position she could muster.
"I got the car outside." Bo's voice came up the stairs. "Come on out and see it. You can't tell if it's…" He entered the room and saw Dee Dee naked, smiling, waiting for him on the bed, and he forgot what he was saying.
"Oh, Kitten!" There was oceans of gratitude and blessing in his voice. "Now?"
She raised her eyebrows, still smiling. "If you want."
"I do, I do!" Bo stripped off his shirt, shoes, socks, pants, and underdrawers, then paused before falling on his lovely Kitten and drank in her beauty.
She was such a vision of sensuous, pink-and-white loveliness. Her straw-colored hair was tossled about her angelic face in a luxurious lustful mass. Her deep brown fathomless eyes shown of promise of unparalleled erogenous joy. Her damp sultry lips seemed puffed in an exciting challenge to be knawed and bitten.
Her magnificent, voluptuous breasts, while slightly tipped on the side, remained firm, perspiration-covered canopies of tantalizing heaven that seemed to tremble and barely shake when she breathed. Her areolas were a raging passion red, and her nodes like stiff miniature phalluses.
Her body and skin tone was that of deep, milky satin that almost dissolved in its libidinousness. Then came her drooling, pink-lipped honey cunt that pouted and barely throbbed for his rockhard, upright, straining cock.
"Oh Jesus, Kitten!" He licked his lips. "You're almost too much! Too much!"
"And you're keeping me waiting!" She smiled at him and held out her arms. "Come fuck me, Bo! Come ram that enormous caressing crank in me and bust me in two! I need it!"
Bo positioned between her velvet sweaty legs and poised over her heat-radiating cunt. His balls were rumbling already. "The first one is going to be a quickie!" he apologized. "I've wanted you so bad, I'm not going to be able to hold it!"
"I don't care," she said, "I don't care! Ram it in, hard! Hard!!"
Bo spread her come-slick vulva lips and let them cuddle the head of his cock. The boiling-hot goodness of her hunching, aroused pussy sent ravenous jolts of raging lusciousness up his explosive cannon. My God! My God! If he didn't get in her, he could come to the world! He had never been so damn hot before. He plunged a quick inch or two to wet the glans of his craving, iron pole, then grabbed Kitten's glowing, soft ass cheeks and poured all the cock he had into her squeezing, scorching, velutinous fuck vault.
It was more than Dee Dee had expected. She had been wanting, needing his colossal rigid fuck bat in her ardent, craving, desirous cavern since awakening this morning, but she had forgotten its terrible size and length. It roared and brutalized its raging way up her salivating ravenous canal and sent great chunks of salacious pleasure cascading throughout her being.
Her cunt sleeve was stretched by Bo's cock entrance. Her deep stomach muscles were pushed and tossed aside in flagrant disregard. Still she loved it and helped by hunching her quim upwards and splaying her tender, velvet thighs.
The deeper Bo's massive muscle tore into her precious passion pit, the quicker the ecstatic, rapturous bliss amplified and raged.
In the one or two seconds it took Bo's pulsating, thunderous prong to travel its nine or more inches into Dee Dee's glutinous, velutinous, drooling, fiery fuck throat, her body primed and poised to blow apart. She felt her glistening, erogenous tits harden and scoop for the ceiling. She felt her knawing, tearing, itch-ache monster snarl and spit for relief, felt her ass cheeks harden in expectation, her stomach muscles tense with ravenous desire and knew before Bo's muscular masculinity reached her womb that he was going to enter. She prayed he would and rocked her come pouring cunt to help. It was the only thing she wanted, the only thing that would satisfy her, the only thing that mattered in this whole fucking world!
"Fuck meeee!" She screamed, then felt the brutal, blunt glans assault her womb orifice and enter. She screamed when his first boiling-hot jolt of jism splattered within her womb.
"Aaaahhhhheeeeeeeeuiiii!" She never wanted it to stop! Never wanted it to quit! She forced her womb lips to clamp Bo's cock behind the head then milked for more ecstatic luxurious lust by rocking and bucking her ass.
Bo was yelling and straining to force his whole body inside her fervent, captivating cunt. He knew he was going to come when he started his volatile, carnal cock down her searing, slick magnificent clutching ravine. No man could hold himself while fucking such a luxurious downy-soft, yet flaming-hot, satin cunt.
Bo brought his head down and gulped a vibrant, succulent sugar-tit, then bit and chewed as his life's glorious come leaked and drained from his entrapped cock-head. He was done but he didn't want to leave. He was softening, but Kitten's womb held him as in a vise. He didn't care. He could die right now and it wouldn't matter. It had been the most glorious fuck he had ever had.
Dee Dee wasn't really disappointed, just not completely satisfied. She had cleansed her body of the terrible monster, but yet?
"More, Bo," she whispered and rubbed the back of his head while forcing more of her straining breast into his mouth. "Do it again!"
Bo had quit coming, she could tell by his calm cockhead so deep in her womb and by his lessening ardent efforts on her breast. She let him raise his head to answer.
"In a moment, Kitten. Give me a minute!"
"Well!" Auntie's voice came from the bedroom door. "If it's going to take you that long, let me have a turn!"
Dee Dee didn't panic or jump. There was no need to. Auntie had caught them before and had eaten her pussy, Dee Dee remembered. And, by golly she had eaten Auntie's cunt. The memories of Auntie's boiling-hot love juice pouring down into her mouth as she licked and sucked on Auntie's clitoris made Dee Dee's mouth suddenly drool.
"You don't mind?" Auntie sort of hesitated in her undressing. "You do remember? You said I could have you anytime if I let Mr. Doyle stick that awful thing in me. Remember?"
Bo was backing his lovely semi-soft prick out of her. "What thing?" he asked Auntie. "What thing did he stick in you?"
"Never mind!" Auntie said, and again pleaded to Dee Dee, "Remember, Hon?"
"Yes." Dee Dee smiled and nodded her head.
"Get all the way naked. I want to eat you too!"
"Wait a minute!" Bo said. "What thing? Tell me!"
"It was a dildo, Bo," Dee Dee explained. "It was larger than your wonderful cock and I couldn't take it. So I strapped it on and fucked Auntie with it! That's all. Nothing special."
"You got her cherry?" Bo grinned.
Dee Dee nodded and grinned back.
"Well, I'll be damned!" He looked to Auntie who was just removing her bra and panties. "So you're not a virgin anymore. Good! Get on top! I always did want to fuck you!"
"Oh no!" Auntie shook her head. "Once was enough, you stay away from me!"
Bo looked at Dee Dee like he had so many times in the past when they were mischievous children and were going to pull a shitty on Auntie. "Let her eat you missionary position, then I can fuck her doggie! All three of us will have fun!"
Dee Dee grinned back and splayed her legs invitingly to Auntie. "You heard him, Auntie! Come eat me and get fucked!"
Clara really didn't want Bo's huge thing in her suddenly clutching, salivating pussy, but what the hell! The dildo hadn't felt that bad. She grabbed Bo's hardening prong on her way to the bed. "Come on," she said and pulled on it, bringing Bo along, "I'm going to fuck and eat you kids out!"
Dee Dee lay back and felt the first of many, many fiery probing tongues dart into her yearning, scorching, salivating cunt. She had finally started to live. There was Bo to fuck her and Auntie to eat her. What more could a sixteen-year-old want?
For no reason, Dee Dee's ass cheeks began to tingle and twitch as if just smacked with a pingpong paddle. She came and trembled at the remembrance. Oh well! Bo could buy a paddle. She wrapped her velvet thighs around Auntie's bobbing, licking head. She came again when Bo bottomed-out in Auntie.