The second her daddy finished fucking her, he crawled sheepishly away from her pungent young body, leaving her pussy soaked with the warmth of his violently expended sperm.
She could actually feel the torrid juices swimming hotly around in her cunt, like lively little tadpoles.
She stretched lazily in bed, the lips of her satisfied young slit sliding sappily together, the cuntal hairs matted with the delicious spunk of both her juices and her sweet daddy's.
"Ummm," she purred, smiling as the memory of what he had done to her with his long and rigid prick.
She decided she had learned something that most girls would never know: that her daddy does it best!
And she had many more salacious plans for the future. She wanted to feel her father's hot tongue searching high up between the folds of her winsome pussy. She wanted to suck his cock to completion, to lick and love his trojan-sized balls, to stick the tip of her tongue deep into his asshole and lave his hairy legs with her lips.
She grinned wickedly to herself as she got a mental image of her daddy squatting lecherously above her, his virile nuts hanging down over her face, as she gently moved them like bell tongues between her fingers and mouth.
"Pam!"
She was jerked out of her evil daydream by the harsh voice of her father, the same voice that only a few minutes before had been casually cooing in her ear that he wanted to fuck her with his rogue cock.
"Yes, Daddy?"
He was standing in the doorway of her bedroom in his shorts, holding his jeans and shirt and shoes in his hand. He had a dark scowl on his face.
"Look. What we just did was a big mistake – just one of those stupid, crazy things that happens. I don't blame you because you're young. If anything, I blame myself, and…"
"Oh, Daddy," she cut in, smiling, "Don't be silly. I wanted you to fuck me. I loved every second of it!"
"Well, whether you did or didn't, that's the end of it."
"Huh?"
"You heard me, Pam. We'll just pretend it never happened. Civilized people don't go around screwing within the family."
The words of her Uncle Joe popped into her mind, the words about how he and her daddy had screwed her mom!
But she said nothing – for the moment.
"I won't be one of those characters who performs, uh, incest with his daughter," her father said, piously. "You've learned a lot from somebody, probably some of those high school boys. And I can't do anything about that, but I can do something about controlling my own lust. If your mother even had a hint of what we'd done today, she'd fly to Reno like a rocket. Understood?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"And do you also understand that you're to put those damned black-lace panties back in your mom's bureau and behave yourself?"
"Uh-huh."
"Good. Now cover yourself up, for Christ's sake. You look like a cheap little, uh…"
"Whore, Daddy?"
"Yes, damn it, a whore!"
Her father snapped the last word out, then turned and left the room.
Instead of feeling angry, Pam felt her lips curling up in a cunning, sly grin.
Her daddy was just like Bo. Once he got his rocks off, he forgot about sex until the next time!
But she knew one thing for sure: if her daddy didn't want to fuck her, she knew somebody who did.
In only seconds she was dialing her princess phone with quick stabs of her finger.
"Pauley's service station," the voice answered.
"Mr. Pauley?" she lisped, softly.
"Yeah, this is Hank Pauley. What can I do for you, ma'am?"
She took a ragged little breath. "You can fuck me, please."
She heard the staggered intake of breath at the other end, and smiled.
Hank Pauley seemed to cup the mouthpiece in his hands as his husky voice came whispering back. "Who the hell is this?"
"Pam Harper from next door."
"You mean…?"
"Uh-huh. And I want to see if you're half as good as Bo. I want you to screw me with your big, beautiful prick."
If the words had been connected to electric shocks, the effect on Hank Pauley couldn't have been greater.
"I-I – uh, listen Pam," he rasped, "does anybody know you're calling me?"
"Not a soul."
"You damn sure?"
"Yes."
He waited a few blistering seconds, and his voice dropped to a husky pant. "Hell, baby, I'll fuck your legs off. When do you want it?"
"Soon. This afternoon is okay."
"Fine with me, but I gotta work at the station here. Can you maybe come down here?"
She smiled, feeling a fresh tingle ridging the wanton circle of her cunt.
"What time?" she breathed.
"Say two o'clock."
"I'll be there!"
When she snapped the phone back down, she let one of her hands slide down between her plump young thighs. Her fingers wandered between the slick, oozing channel of her sex, right where her daddy's large cock had sawed so lustfully back and forth to massage her into paradise.
She rubbed her humid slit gently, knowing without even thinking it that getting fucked was the nicest thing in the whole wide world, particularly if you were a hungry fourteen, and the men in your life were all over thirty!
She slipped out of the house without her daddy knowing it and took a bus at the end of the block.
The bus took her downtown and to within a few short steps of the service station Hank Pauley had only recently started running. She half-expected to see Bo Pauley manning one of the big gas pumps, but instead there was a tall and lanky young boy of about eighteen filling up a station wagon full of tourists.
The boy wasn't all that good looking with his rather long nose and sprinkle of pimples, but he had a nice shock of long blond hair and the hand which held the gas nozzle was large and big-knuckled.
Pam swept by the boy, and he turned and followed the prance of her trim young hips with interested eyes.
She found Hank Pauley inside the station, sitting at his desk.
As she waltzed in he glanced up with his craggy, handsome face breaking into a quick grin.
"Hell, you really did mean it," he breathed.
She nodded merrily, then indicated the tall blond boy out at the pump with a toss of her head. "Who's he?"
Hank smirked. "Don't mind that little colt, he's just a gas jockey I hired for a couple of days before he hitchhikes on to California. They come and go."
"He's cute."
The older man shrugged. "Baby, if you want something wet behind the ears then go get him. But if you want the kind of old-fashioned stuff, then I'm your big daddy."
Pam's lips curled back in a quick smile. "Mae told me what kind of Daddy you are, that's why I called you."
His cheeks darkened with a lusty pleasure. "Well, I guess beings there ain't any secrets left, what say we go back in the store room there and get it on?"
He bent a little in a mock bow and swept his large right hand out in front of him.
Like a sultry Cinderella, she entered the supply room ahead of him!
He shut the door, and she heard the lock snap. The room was lit only by a single, twenty-five watt bulb, and the whole place smelled of very male things like new tires, rubber hoses, oil and gas.
He came toward her, already unbuttoning his pants like the crude lecher he had always been.
Pam felt a brazen thrill go through her body as she watched his thick, dark fingers tug open his fly. Here was a real man, her brain kept humming, not some fickle prude like her daddy, but a real man with a real prick who knew what he wanted.
Who knew what they BOTH wanted!
She raked down her panties and hung them over a large hook holding some fan belts. Then she pulled her dress up to her waist, her eager young pussy gleaming wetly through the sparse fuzz of her cunt hair.
"Lean back against them tires, baby," Hank whispered hotly.
But she had other ideas first.
Kneeling quickly in front of him, she pushed his hand brazenly away from his fly and dug into the opening herself. She found the lustfully thickening forty-year-old prick and pulled it out greedily into view.
The big penis flopped like a wig-wag out of the front of his pants, twitching lewdly as her nimble fingers stroked up and down the length of it. It was indeed the largest and longest cock she'd fondled yet, one of those brutally columned tools with thick veins pulsing out along the sides, and a blunt, smooth head created for the sucking lips of a girl like her!
With a moan of salacious pleasure, she ovaled her mouth over the bloated glans of his cock and began to suck it avidly.
He stood with his hands hanging down at his sides, watching her feed on his quickly stiffening meat, his own mouth jerking up in lusty, quivering smiles.
"Shit, yeah," he whispered hoarsely. "Eat it some, honey! Suck that big bastard hard for me!"
His prick thickened and elongated in her mouth. She could feel the cylinder of flesh growing grossly hard at the root and her slupping lips rode up and down on it. She was mad for the hot taste of his oversized rod, and to prove it she forced the spongy head of his cock deep into her throat over and over.
As she sucked, he reached down under the hairy base of his penis and dug both of his large balls out. They plopped warmly out of his pants, hanging like two big pears beneath the gorged column she was so voraciously eating.
She brought both of her hands up and began to feel the vibrant bags with the tips of her fingers, loving the size of them and knowing that she would soon have his sperm boiling like lava!
"Ah," he husked, pumping his totally aroused prick gently in and out of her stretched lips, "Ahhhhhh – ah – hah!!"
She sucked him until his cock was like a solid bar of tempered steel, and then she pulled her slavering mouth away, leaving every inch of his pleasured penis glistening wetly and pointing in horizontal stiffness out of his fly.
Then she leaned back against the stack of rubber tires and hoisted up her dress again. She spread her legs as wide as she could so that her teenaged quim yawned open like a damp, furry mouth.
"Fuck me!" she hissed.
He came between her legs prick-first, nosing the bursting head of his peter easily up between the sappy folds of her cunt.
Her pussy quavered for a second or two as the horny hardness of his virile organ forced her cuntal lips widely apart, but she was so lubricated with a mewing wetness down there that his huge tool rode forward unobstructed.
He got halfway up her throbbing hole, then pumped his hips to make her sucking cunt take the rest of him.
"Nnnnnnuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmm," she croaked, happily.
She could feel his enormous peter filling her tight pussy like a length of lead pipe, the head pressing hotly against the very mouth of her womb.
When his balls were pressed against the lower part of her ass, he reached down one hand and felt with his fingers the plump and pouting circle of her stretched young slit. Without even trying, he made her lust-maddened pussy constrict like a wet around the base of his satyr's cock!
"Wrap your legs around me," he husked, demandingly.
She did as she was told, curling both of her sex-hungry limbs tightly around his hips. The position forced his prick up between her legs even further, and his swollen instrument throbbed in the deliciously hot confinement of her cunt.
Then he began to fuck her.
He pumped his lewdly aroused pecker in and out of her gulping snatch exactly the way a big piston works in an oiled hole. The walls of her joyous twat thrilled to the massaging friction of his cock, and in only seconds her overheated body responded to the beautiful screwing by climaxing with long, lingering spasms of delight.
Her hot juices trickled warmly over his balls, honing his bestial lust to an apex of passion.
He pushed her harder and deeper down into the pile of rubber tires, then bent in a crouched position while he savagely fucked her willing, fourteen-year-old pussy!
She came and came again, each orgasm more lustfully complete than the last. Her cunt seemed to be flowing like a river as his gorged penis was swallowed to the hairs over and over inside the folds of her sex.
When she finally went limp in his arms, he was still monotonously pumping between her thighs, his prick longer and stiffer than ever.
He stopped, finally, and pulled his sturdy cock slowly out of her twitching hole. The lickerish, ridged glans of his prick forced the humid lips of her cunt to ride out an inch or two as it retreated. Then her sappy cunt folds didn't quite come back together, but hung wet and open with the stubble of hairs glistening with moisture.
"Wait here, honey," he breathed, his eyes slitted with the dark, venereal amusement of an older male intent on pleasuring a girl her age with all the erotic stimulation he could think of.
He left her half-lying back against the pile of new tires, her legs sprawled open and her plump, pink-lipped pussy almost smoking from the wild fucking that was only half over!
In a few moments he returned with the tall blond boy with the long nose and the pimples.
When the boy saw her naked body and her stretched and reeking slit, his grin spread hotly up to his earlobes!
"Oh, shit! I sure do want some of that!" the teenaged lout whispered to his boss.
"Get on her." Hank muttered, grinning.
Pam watched with a fresh excitement as the boy shipped out his own formidable cock. Although it was not nearly as large around as Hank's, it was long and incredibly stiff even before he brought the head of it to the lips of her cunt.
Like the impatient young animal he was, the lanky blond drove his hard-on solidly up her pliant, heated pussy and began to fuck her with ramming strokes that allowed his prick to ride the gamut of her broiling hole.
Pam closed her eyes, not caring now who or what fucked her as long as the amorous joy of having her cunt filled over and over continued without let-up!
Hank stood watching the young cocksman hump her willing twat. His own large, horse-sized tool was still rigid with lust, and it wagged obscenely out of his fly as he walked over to her and forced one of her hands to grasp it.
Pam opened her eyes and smiled as her fingers curled around the hard, wet pole of meat sticking out of Hank's fly. She held his big prick greedily as he unbuttoned the front of her dress and pulled both of her swollen little tits out.
Then Pam sucked in her breath as she felt Hank glue his lips to first one tit and then the other, chewing the spicy cones and nipples as if they were spun-sugar candy!
Sounds came from her throat, but they were less audible words and syllables than guttural moans and humming sighs.
The boy fucking between her legs was moving faster now, his blond hair falling over his flushed and grinning face as he hammered his horny cock deeper and deeper into her fiery quim.
She was racing toward still another climax when Hank gave her the final erotic pleasure. He reached one big, roustabout hand down under her piping-hot buttocks and forced his index finger deep into her asshole.
She squealed softly as the pleasant and painful thrill of having her anus plugged while her pussy and tits were being labored over sped her toward a crazed orgasm.
She seemed suspended for several long moments while the three different areas of her body blazed with joy, and then with a grunt of passion she unleashed her juices over the pounding head of the boy's cock.
Her madly constricting pussy triggered the honed lust of the teenaged bastard balling her, and with a gasp of lewd happiness he filled her snapping cunt full of his boiling seed.
As his prick spurted hotly high up into her womb, Hank's sucking mouth pulled delighted tingles of titty-pleasure out of her nipples!
The boy's penis went slowly soft inside her ductile hole, and in a few seconds he reluctantly pulled out of her, his cock dribbling globs of sperm as it retreated.
She had only a brief time to recover from the exhausting spasms before Hank had pulled her down off the tires and placed her on the floor of the supply room. Then he was above her, forcing her bruised and foaming cunt to open wide again as his insatiable prick once more filled her thighs.
He stretched his legs out far beyond her feet, touching her nude young body only with his violently aroused cock, and then he began to pump up and down like a young athlete doing push-ups!
Once more Pam's hungry pussy began to feel the delight of a larger, longer tool stroking in and out.
With long, deep sighs she tossed her head from one side to the other, lifting her legs up so that the edges of her knees touched lightly against the ramrodding hips of the promiscuous stud above her.
At that point, the blond boy decided he hadn't had enough pleasure from her, either.
He came around behind her head and knelt so that his own knees were dug slightly up under her shoulders. Then he pushed his half swollen, slimy young prick down over her face, forcing her to take the head of his cock into her mouth while his balls rested hotly against her forehead!
Pam took the offering of his seventeen-year-old meat and began to suck it like a glutton!
The more, the harder, the faster she was fucked by Hank Pauley, the more demanding she became of the lustful penis arched down snakelike inside her mouth.
As the boy felt his prick harden from her ravenous tongue, the more difficult it became for him to keep it lodged between her lips. More than once it throbbed out wetly so that she had to lick at the bloated head before capturing it once more and sucking it deep into her throat.
The incredible three-way orgy went on for an eternity!
But finally Hank gave way to his basest lusts, and with one or two brutal thrusts of his hugely swollen cock he sent a deluge of thick, hot cream swimming into her cunt.
It was like a quart of boiling honey being pumped up inside of her! The ecstasy of feeling those bullish balls exploding with pleasure inside her tortured pussy made her lose once again her mouth-hold on the blond's throbbing dick.
But it was too late to stop him from another riotous climax of his own. And as Pam's slit was filled with the squirting nectar from Hank's prickhead, she was treated to still another novel experience in what had to be a long list of possible thrills.
The young boy finished her interrupted blow job by jacking his cock off right over her face and sending his cum splattering down over her mouth and chin, dripping hotly down over her budding, pubescent breasts.
The steamy odor of the delicious sperm filled Pam's nostrils like perfume, and she was still lazily licking the spunky mess from her lips when, for all practical purposes, the party was over…