Bill awoke thoroughly refreshed the following morning. His stomach growled as he went down the stairs two at a time. He found Ruth in the kitchen preparing breakfast.
"Where's Peg?" she asked as the boy helped himself to a glass of milk.
"Guess she's still sleeping."
"Well, don't I even get a good morning kiss?"
Bill smiled and they embraced. She caressed the crotch of his tight shorts. "And how's my little man doing in there this morning?"
Bill giggled, his hand going up Ruth's dress. "You going somewhere?" he asked. Usually she wore shorts or jeans around the house.
"Thought I'd do a little shopping."
He reached inside her panties and slipped a middle finger up her cunt, pressing her back against the kitchen counter.
"God, I've missed having that beautiful cock of yours inside me," she whispered, biting his earlobe. "It's only been a few days and it seems like weeks. Months even!"
"Years!" Bill added, and they both laughed.
She unzipped his shorts and pulled out his peter, stroking it to full erectness.
"I've almost forgotten how good your prick feels…" As he inserted another finger into her wet pussy and begin finger fucking her deeply, she gasped, "Let's fuck. We can hear Peg when she comes downstairs."
"You sure? You're the one who wants to be so careful."
"It'll be alright… I'm so hot I can't stand it anymore. I need the beautiful hardness of your cock inside me. Let's hurry!"
Bill looked around the kitchen. "But-but where?"
"Quickly! Sit down against the cabinets." He did so, his cock jutting out of the fly of his shorts. Ruth pulled down her panties, giving them to Bill to stuff in his pants pocket. She lifted up her dress, revealing her bushy cunt, and straddled the boy, lowering herself to her knees. He held up his cock and she sat on his loins, his shaft going right up her oozing pussy.
They fucked quietly, a look of desperation on their faces. Bill pounded up at her, grabbing hold of her shoulders and pinning her down. She began making throaty noises, her head, thrown back as she wiggled atop him.
She came quickly, burying her mouth in the boy's long blond hair and moaning, "Christ, oh Christ, oh Christ!"
They made love frantically, every move utilized to its fullest in case Peg interrupted them.
Each time Ruth came it was as if she had been hit in the stomach. She would bend over sharply and groan, grinding down on the boy's pecker, driving it as deep as it could go up her fuck channel.
Bill's hands were on her ass. He wanted to feel the fullness of her tits, but didn't undo her bra-straps in case they had to pull apart suddenly. There wouldn't be much time to rearrange their clothes if that happened.
"Ohhh Jesus you fuck me better than any man I've ever had!" she moaned, bending over again, his cock digging into her twat. Then he began pumping into her harder and quicker. She knew he was about to cum. She prayed Peg wouldn't suddenly start down the stairs.
"I can feel it cumming," she whispered hoarsely. "Your cock is getting thicker like it does before you shoot all that hot jism into me. Do it, baby. You're almost there. Let it go this time. Don't hold back. You've satisfied me… Jesus how you've made me feel good already!"
He came, shooting great thick cum wads into her, fucking her for all she was worth. They toppled over and he pressed her back on the linoleum floor, continuing to fuck her until she came again, her legs wrapped around his naked ass. His shorts and underpants had slipped down to his mid-thighs.
Her cunt muscles milked his throbbing tool dry. She got up, holding onto the counter top for support. He pulled up his shorts and white briefs and handed her damp panties, which she quickly slipped on. They straightened their clothes and it was as if nothing unusual had happened.
They exchanged knowing smiles and Ruth began preparing Bill bacon and eggs while he finished drinking the glass of milk. Five minutes later Peg arrived, looking a little sleepy.
"How late were you two up last night?" Ruth asked her shoulder after Peg gave her a peck on the cheek. Ruth was puzzled by her daughter's guilty look.
"No, not too late," Bill piped up. "We watched a horror flick on TV. Not too scary."
"Yeah," Peg added quickly, trying not to blush. "Not that scary."
"Oh," Ruth said pointedly and continued tending to the eggs. Then, after the eggs and bacon were finished and she began serving the teens, she told Peg she would be out for most of the day. "What have you two got planned for today. It's another beautiful day. Looks like it's going to be a good summer." She caught Bill's eye and winked.
"Oh, I don't know," Peg said after swallowing a mouthful of eggs. "Maybe go for a walk or something."
"Why don't you invite some of your girlfriends over," Ruth suggested. "Bill might want to meet them."
Ruth was surprised to see her daughter blush. "No… we'll, uh, spend the day doing something together." As if realizing the secret implications of what she had just said, she added, "Maybe play some tennis or something. We have an extra racket around, don't we?"
"Sure. Mine is upstairs in the closet. Up above I think. Or else in the garage."
"We'll find it, Mom. Thanks."
Ruth looked at Bill, as if he had an answer for Peg's nervous behavior. But he merely smiled and continued eating.
"Boy, I feel like a real idiot," Peg said as she and Bill lounged on her bed after Ruth had left.
"Don't be silly. Your mom didn't suspect anything. Why should she?"
"Well, the way I acted. Like I was on trial or something. And that remark of hers about how late we stayed up last night. Think she was listening upstairs?"
Bill laughed. "Now you are being silly. Relax. You're just letting your imagination get the better of you. Everything's cool. And we have the whole house to ourselves for the afternoon!"
"What if she comes back unexpectedly. I mean, to check on us or something?"
"She won't. You're as paranoid as your mother." Bill was glad she let that remark pass without comment. He regretted saying it as soon as it was out of his mouth.
"Maybe I should lock my door…" She started to get up. Bill grabbed her arm and pulled her back down.
"She won't be back. What's the matter with you this morning? Do you regret having done what we did last night?"
She didn't fail to detect the hurt in his voice. She put her hand on his shoulder. "Oh, no, Bill. Of course not! It's just that I feel a little funny. Maybe because I'm not a virgin anymore. And that fucking last night… well now it seems as if we did it while Mom was in the same room or something; I guess I feel a little guilty, as funny as that sounds. Oh, I know I'm just being silly. Make love to me now, Bill. We'll ball all day long!"
"Now that's more like it," he said, putting his arm around her.
"You know you're the first boy I've ever had up in my room?"
"And the first one in your bed too!"
"Help me pull down the covers so we can do this right. As if we're, you know, mated."
Bill loved her girlish enthusiasm. He helped her and then they lay side by side on the bed and began to kiss. His cock was hard and it pulsated against the front of his shorts.
He ran his hand up and down her bare thighs, over her shorts and up inside her loose blouse. She was braless as usual – a factor which seemed so contradictory to her basically innocent, sweet nature. But he was finding out she wasn't all she seemed. Bookish, he remembered Ruth describing her. Passionate was more like it! A little fox!
He wondered if Peg's first impressions of him had been altered much. He would have to remember to ask her. For now he had more pressing things on his mind. Like unbuttoning her blouse.
In his haste, he nearly tore off several buttons. He slipped the blouse off over her shoulders and took a tit in each hand, pressing her back on the bed and kissing her passionately. He rubbed her large erect nipples between his fingers, exciting her until she began trembling.
She reached underneath him and caressed the crotch of his shorts, feeling the distinct outline of his raging hard on. The tip of it was practically sticking out of the upper half of his pants.
He maneuvered his body so she could reach inside his shorts and take hold of his peter, stroking it, trying to unzip his shorts and pull them off. He let go of her tits and they undressed each other. They both knelt on the bed, facing each other, her jutting tits swinging slightly.
They embraced, the boy's cock pressing against her vagina, between her puffy cunt lips. He ran his hands over her buttocks and in between them, rubbing her anus with the flat of his forefinger when an exciting idea struck him.
"I want to fuck you in the ass," he said, already panting in anticipation.
"In my ass?" She couldn't have been more surprised if he had said her ear.
"Sure. I've-I've never done it before. I bet it's even tighter than your sweet little cunt."
"But… but… I mean, how… won't it hurt? Your prick is so big, Bill. I don't think it's possible…"
The mere thought of Bill fucking her in the butt repulsed her. But, seeing how aroused Bill obviously was, she began having second thoughts. It did feel so good with his finger lodged deep inside her bung hole. Maybe it was possible… maybe even as good as cunt fucking…?
"Okay," she said hesitantly.
"You're beautiful!" he said, kissing her. "Now, let's see… get on your stomach and spread your legs."
She did as he asked, her heart pounding.
Bill positioned himself between her thighs, holding his cock and guiding it to her quivering shit hole as he lowered himself. She winced, in anticipation of the pain she expected to feel. He pressed his prick head against her anus.
After a few more futile attempts to penetrate her, he said disappointedly, "It won't work… oh, wait! I've got it!" He ran into the adjoining bathroom and returned with a small jar of Vaseline. He opened it and smeared the jelly all over his prick and the tip of his middle finger, which he inserted in her ass to fully lubricate her anal passage.
"Feel good?" he asked, his finger spiraling up her shit chamber.
She squirmed and moaned appreciatively. A smile spread across her face: "Now I'm ready. That feels much better with the Vaseline. I want your cock inside my asshole now… every thick inch of it, baby!"
He repositioned himself and this time his shaft slipped gradually, inch by inch, into her bung hole. Her passage opened readily for him. He pressed, his hand guiding his shaft in deeper and deeper.
The pressure was steadily building inside Peg. She thought she wouldn't be able to stand it much more. There was pain too, and discomfort, but that slowly lessened and waves of sensual pleasure began blanketing her entire body.
The last couple of inches weren't easy, but with patience, Bill was able to successfully insert his entire cock. He began fucking her slowly, getting the feel of her shit passage.
"Ohhh baby that does feel good!" she exclaimed. "You were right, Bill. So fucking right! Jesus, that's beautiful!"
He began slamming into her then and she lifted her ass to meet his thrusts. As he rammed into her he reached underneath her and slipped as much of his hand as he could into her vagina, caressing her cunt repeatedly.
"Bill, this is fabulous… Jesus H. Christ, I can't begin to tell you… how good… ohh Lord… do that again… yes, that! Again… more… more… really give it to me… fuck me harder, harder…harder!"
"Sooo tight," he said, clenching his teeth and throwing his head back, his chest muscles straining. "Much lighter than your cunt. I love the way your ass muscles grip my cock… pulling me in further… baby, I love it, love it!"
He was fucking her harder than he had ever fucked before and she was loving every minute of it. Her asshole had expanded just enough to accommodate his prick, yet remained just tight enough to give him that extra added degree of pleasure.
The pain hadn't left her entirely. But now it mixed with the pleasure, creating one incredibly intense sensation that was one of the most pleasurable the girl had ever experienced. That, added with the wonderful fuck sensations from her cunt, as he fucked her with four fingers, made her head swim!
"More!" she cried. "More! MORE!"
And he gave it to her, trying desperately to hold back from cumming as long as possible. But it was a downhill struggle. The cock sensations were just too strong! He was so excited by the newness of butt fucking that he was shaking like a leaf.
He tugged at her clitoris, tweaking it, pulling it, rubbing it, driving Peg crazy!
She came, pussy cream oozing over his fingers. He thrust practically his entire hand inside her.
"Can't… take… any… more so… good! Bill… can't… can't… aggrhhhh!"
"Not long now, baby. Coming any second… can feel it… Jesus, Peg, Jesus."
He corkscrewed his cock up inside her, stopping, then starting again, shoving deep into her, then pausing for quick short cock jabs. She came again and again, a chain reaction of orgasms!
The bedsprings creaked as Bill pounded into her, removing his fingers from inside her dripping pussy and fondling her tits, leaning over her back and moving just his lower body. Slamming, hard, over and over again.
Then he climaxed, howling with pleasure, his face radiating with delight. Peg moaned as his first wad of hot cum shot into her bowels. He kept thrusting into her, his thrusts now squishy with his thick cock sauce.
It was pure ecstasy!
When his prick was milked completely dry, he pulled out of her slowly. She winced as the last couple of inches of his shaft were extracted from her. He collapsed on the bed, holding his aching balls and panting for breath. She ran her hand over his chest, finally laying her head on it and listening as his heartbeat slowly returned to normal.
"God…" was all he could say.
"My poor ass hurts," Peg said, smiling weakly. "It's sore as hell, but it's all worth it. That was incredible, sweetheart. Just incredible!"
"I don't think I can ever fuck again," he sighed, putting an arm around her.
She combed through his pubic hairs, now damp with sweat and cum and Vaseline. "I don't believe a word of it."
They both giggled.
"Why don't we take a shower," Peg suggested. "You could use one to get all that goop off your prick."
"Another first!" Bill proclaimed. "I've never taken a shower with a girl before."
"There's a first time for everything," she laughed, getting to her feet and holding out her hand fin Bill to take.
He heaved himself out of bed with a grunt, took her hand and walked with her to the bathroom.
Peg adjusted the water temperature and stood leaning into the shower stall, waiting until the water splashing against her upraised palm was just right. Bill, meanwhile, was looking at himself in the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door.
His cock was limp now and hanging between his legs, still glistening with the Vaseline. Peg came silently behind him and cupped his balls in both her hands. They looked at each other in the mirror and smiled.
"It's like we're brother and sister," Peg said, fondling his scrotum. Suddenly it didn't feel sore any more.
"Funny," Bill said. "I was just thinking the same thing. We make quite a pair, don't we?"
Peg gave his balls a gentle squeeze. "Let's get in the shower. I want to wash your body."
"All of it?" he joked, following her into the shower stall.
"All of it!" she replied.
They got under the water. Peg took the bar of soap from its tray on the tiled wall and got up a lather in her hands. She began washing his face, his neck and shoulders. Then his chest, his back, under his arms. Down to his belly, his ass, and the crevice separating his buttocks.
"You're doing a good job so far," he commented with a smile, letting the water run down his head and face.
She made a face at him and got to her knees.
"Now for the best part," she said under her breath.
She washed his prick and balls several times, to make sure she had gotten off all the Vaseline. Then she soaped his prick again, more leisurely this time. Her hand slippery with soap lather, she began listing his dong.
"Hey! What's going on down there?" Bill asked with mock surprise.
"Guess."
His prick thickened in her hand as her fingers caressed it, her palms sweeping over it, soaping it, making Bill grit his teeth as his legs grew all rubbery. She played with his balls, her middle finger reaching underneath his scrotum to massage his anus.
Then she let the water spray away all the soap. She took his rack hard peter in her mouth and started sucking it, her arms locked around the boy's firm young ass cheeks. Bill pressed down on the top of her head.
The tip of his prick pressed against the side of her cheek as her tongue trailed up and down his gorged shaft.
"Do you expect me to stand like this for much longer?" he asked, his legs trembling with excitement.
"Mmmmmm." That was all she could say with almost all nine inches of his dong between her avidly sucking lips.
She let his cock slip from her mouth, slapping back against his belly, where it arched upward enticingly. She fisted it harder, from the mushroom-shaped cock head down to the hilt of his shaft.
His knees buckled and he slumped to the tiled floor, sitting with his back against a corner, the water cascading over his legs. She hunched down over him, the water falling on her back, and continued to suck his torrid member.
He reached out and ran his hand over her sex. Her pubic hairs were wet, each hair dotted with water. He pried apart her quim and slipped several fingers inside her, concentrating on stimulating her clitoris.
She sucked him more feverishly, as if her life depended upon it.
He began pumping his loins up at her. She was succeeding in sucking all nine thick inches of him at once. This excited her further. She was sucking him like crazy, her head bobbing furiously up and down.
Again, Bill had a picture of the three of them – he, Peg and Ruth – in bed together. Think of all the different positions! he thought. I could be fucking Ruth and eating out Peg at the same time! Or Ruth could be sucking me off and I could be finger-fucking Peg. The variations seemed endless!
"Ohhh shit!" he suddenly cried, nearly throwing Peg off him.
His prick erupted, sending a geyser of cum into her mouth. She nearly choked. She was unprepared for such powerfully ejaculated cum wads! She swallowed and sucked, swallowed and sucked, breathing through her nostrils as the water continued to shower over her back, enveloping them both in a fine mist, as if they were in a steam bath.
He screamed at the top of his lungs, pleasure shooting through him as if his prick was plugged into an electric outlet. His cries of ecstasy reverberated inside the shower stall, echoing in Peg's ears.
When he had finished cumming she quickly got to her knees and straddled his loins. She reached underneath him and guided his prick to her portal of pleasure. He groaned appreciatively as he felt her cunt muscles gripping hold of his hard on.
Then she went up and down on him, his fuck pole seeming to split her in half. He watched his cock going in and out of her, as she rose and fell. Her dark hair partially covered her face, the water matting it down. He brushed her hair aside and took hold of her tits.
She was like a human dynamo, springing up on the balls of her feet, then slamming down and grinding into him, her pubes meshing with his.
She flung her head back, her neck muscles pressing outward. "Bill… my baby… never had anything so big inside me before! It's like fucking a tree trunk!"
The more she fucked the more animated she became, nearly falling off him several times. She came, gasping for breath. Screaming with pleasure.
He loved the feel of her slippery body as she bounced up and down on him, the water getting into his eyes, making him giggle as the fuck sensations increased. He felt giddy with lust, wanting to feel the blissful release of orgasm.
She was like a human fuck machine, unable to stop. She climaxed so many times, his cock so firm and thick inside her, she thought her body would be split right up the middle.
Then Bill pulled her down firmly on his dick, at the same time pressing upward, sending his member deep into her body. He came, squealing with pleasure, his voice as high as a little girl's.
"PEG-GY!" he cried between clenched teeth.
She tried to make herself tighter for him, to increase the last moments of his pleasure. She gripped his thighs with her own, squeezing, squeezing, a wild grin of pleasure on her face, gurgling sounds coming from deep inside her throat.
He rammed into her with breathtaking abandon, her whole body going up and down like a yo-yo.
When he had finished she climbed up off him and sat, waiting for him to catch his breath. She was about to get up when he told her to stay on the floor. To get on her knees instead. It was now his turn to wash her.
He fetched the soap, which was lying in another corner of the shower stall, and began soaping her pointed young breasts. His fingers started sparks of desire running up and down her spine. She was putty in his hands. It was wonderful!
He slowly worked his way down to her triangle of pubic hair. By this time his cock was rock hard again. But he had other ideas. After he finished sticking several soapy fingers up her cunt, making her moan with exquisite pleasure, he pressed her back on the lilted floor and fisted his cock shaft with the soap lather, watching her bung hole eagerly.
He wanted to repeat the pleasure be had experienced cornholing her tight virgin asshole.
Gripping her thighs, her legs up in the air, he slid her ova to him and entered her bung hole. She cried out in pain, as he penetrated her to the hilt, but the pain soon changed to pleasure.
He slammed into her, his young body squirming with delight as the water fell over them. Peg could hardly keep her eyes opened. She couldn't speak. The pleasure now coursing through her had taken her voice away. She had only one thing on her mind – the pure anal sensations shooting up and down her burning rectum.
When finally she did find her voice all she could moan was, "Harder! Faster! More! More!"
He pulled out of her asshole and slammed into her cunt Peg could feel the tip of his prick slamming against her backbone! He switched from one hole to the other, thrusting deeper and harder than ever before, becoming more and more excited as his own cock sensations intensified.
"Ohhhh sweet Jesus, this is beautiful!" he wailed. "God, I can't believe it! I don't know which is tighter – your cunt or your wonderful little butt hole!"
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed, her hands running up and down his back.
She came as his dick head pressed against her swollen clitoris, massaging and prodding it good and hard.
"Bill! Jesus, Bill, Bill!"
"Can you feel it, baby?" he said huskily.
"Shit, yes, yes!"
"Every fucking inch?"
"Yes! Jesus, yes!"
"Get ready," he warned her. "I'm nearly… there!"
He pounded into her without mercy, intent on experiencing the best orgasm of his young life. Both her cunt and her asshole accepted his hard, driving prick each time he entered them. Her mind was numb, her body awash with intense fuck sensations.
Eventually, he came inside her cunt, moaning with passion, collapsing on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her cunt muscles milked his cock as dry as a bone. His balls shot wad after precious wad into her twat.
When he finished he thought Peg had fainted. He shook her several times, afraid he had killed her, but her eyes slowly opened and she moaned, reaching out to touch his cock.
"Again," she sighed. "Fuck me again. Now. This very minute. Jesus…"
He balled her until he came twice more. His cock was aching. He thought he would never cum again in his life!
They wanted to remain in the shower for a few more minutes, to catch their breaths, but the water was turning cold now. Only then did they realize just how long they had been in the shower.
"We look like two prunes," Peg said as they dried each other, steam misting up everything in the bathroom.
They went into Peg's room naked, their clothes in their hands, and got into her bed, under the sheets. They both felt a renewed energy and began making love again. She fondled his balls and caressed his cock to full thickness. Then he entered her, fucking her long and hard, the sheets becoming stained with their sweat and cum juices.
Peg stopped counting how many times she climaxed. All she knew was she never wanted Bill to leave. She didn't even want to think about the end of the summer. God knows when we'll see each other again, she thought, tears coming to her eyes.
But she made up her mind not to think about it. Instead she went down on the delighted boy, sucking on his tool until he writhed with pleasure, cumming in her mouth, moaning in ecstasy.
For now, that was all that mattered.