Four big, hard, young cocks in front of her and Rhoda was itching in her pussy and her asshole for stabbing-one after the other. But she and Doris had lost to Phil and Yancy who had won, both with a pair of nines. Sixty nine, she thought, visualizing naked male and female bodies contorted into sucking cock and cunt.
"Well, I'll pay off your brother," Rhoda said, flopping across nakedly, titties swaying.
"Two minutes each on both guys," the Ormand brothers chortled,
"One minute," Doris corrected, slithering over Rhoda's curvy bare ass to take Yancy's mammoth prick in her mouth.
Ten minutes, a hundred minutes, Rhoda thought, slowly gobbling down Phil's pulsing prick. I could eat cock for hours-then I would want it fucked up my snatch and down my asshole. "Uuuuuummm-yuuuuummm," she purred, devouring the gigantic young cock Phil held to her mouth with fingers and thumbs at the base.
She took him down deep, opening her throat to consume his hot cock. She gloated mentally, hunching her slender, curvy body as if she were fucking when he gored her with a lift of his naked ass and groaned as if in agony.
She swung her gaze to watch Doris cock-sucking the boy who leaned back on stiff arms, giving her his rigid joint of flesh. Rhoda knew she had Phil on the teetering edge of orgasm by the way his prick expanded and she was famished to taste and swallow his cum.
But someone was swatting her exposed bare bottom and fingers were digging into her crack, prying it open, tickling her anus. "Time is up for them," Jack Ormand said, sitting in his brother's lap for Doris to start sucking him.
Rhoda whined with dissatisfaction as her son yanked on her hair, pulling her mouth from Phil's prick. "Ooooookay," she mumbled, grabbing her own son's prick and gulping it into her mouth. Her eyes crossed as she stared at the base of her boy's cock, saw lipstick and wondered who had been giving him a blow-job. She had no idea that he had been worked over the day before by Norma at the motel.
"You guys are getting more cock-sucking than we did," Jack Ormand and Phil complained, taking Doris and Rhoda by the ears and lifting their mouths from the two mouth-corking cocks.
"Let's play another hand," Doris muttered, sitting back in her place with an effort, now unmindful everyone could see all the sexy slot and hot, proud titties she possessed.
Doris burped, then giggled as she forced her face down, jaws aching, to absorb all the prick the boy sported. Rhoda had a feeling Vern wouldn't shoot jizz for quite awhile by the way his blood-veined prick lay laden and hot against her tonsil zone. He's been sucked and fucked, she thought happily, devouring his long John cock.
"Deal," Rhoda mumbled, licking her lips, savoring the flavor and memory of the cocks she had been sucking. "Yes, deal the cards," Doris yipped, throwing the cards at Yancy's rigid, wet prick. "What do we bet; we don't have any clothes left," she shrieked, rubbing fingers through her hot, wet, red slot.
Doris and Jack Ormand had pairs of jacks-no matter about high cards for tie-breaker. "Golly," Rhoda breathed, thinking of rules that would suit her purpose.
"Now what?" Doris demanded, dipping a finger deep into her tiny, tight vag. Rhoda pouted, masturbating unashamedly because her snatch was on fire, yearning for some stabbing prick-or pricks.
"Well, all you boys have to put your things in her for' thirty seconds, take 'em out and let the next boy pay her off," Rhoda whined, wishing she had won the rights to all their cocks in her pussy.
"Aaaaawwww?" Doris gasped, lying back and bringing her slender legs up, knees canted open, reveling her reddish smile between her thighs.
"Because a girl won and I lost, being a girl, I have to let each of you boys put your things in me-deep as you can in the hole between my legs," Rhoda frowned with feigned resignation.
As soon as her brother fucked his cock into her, Doris orgasmed, her feet kicking high in the air. She grabbed her thighs behind the knees and kept her trim little ass up, arching her pussy to the pounding prick. Rhoda scowled, impatient to take on the kids for losing. She kept one eye on the clock, the other on Phil hammering his avid prick into his sister's snuckling pussy.
She knew Doris wanted jizz squirted in her twattie, but she did, too. "Time," she panted, tugging Phil's arm, pulling him out of his sister's hot sex-saddle. "I pay you off," she gasped, guiding his hunching body into her willing, greedy saddle. He mounted her quickly. He humped roughly and Rhoda grasped him behind the knob, guiding the head of his fuck-spear into her fluttering hole. "AAAIIIEEE!" she squalled as he hit the bottom of her pussy-well with the gristle-end of his cock.
He banged her hard and she felt his jizz coming. She bit her tongue to choke off an outcry. His cum scorched and burned her womb and his cock expanded, stretching her pussy walls. He sank his cock into her cunt and she pressed her folded legs against his flanks. She stretched an arm and cupped a hand over his humping ass.
He sobbed as she tickled his bulging asshole, dug the first knuckle into his rectum. He blasted cum into her cunt, drowning her cervix and tormented womb. A few feet away, Doris was shoving Yancy out of her legs and reaching for Jack Ormand. "You have to wait," she told Yancy who was holding his hard, cunt-soggy cock, "until he finishes jizzing my pussy."
Then Phil was lolling on the floor and Yancy was atop her, thudding his cock to her cunt. He got his hands on her big, hot tits and squeezed them crudely-she loved it-as he socked the cock to her pussy.
Jizz was leaking around his member and coating her asshole. Rhoda growled for him to make his prick bigger and cork her and fuck her into heaven.
She kind of lost count in the euphoria of being fucked. Her snatch was blasting, crumbling, rebuilding as she took on cock after cock. She was fairly certain she had had repeaters jabbing cocks into her flooded pussy.
Rhoda let her head flop to her left to watch Doris being turned onto her belly. There was a kid mounting her ready and willing bottom, shoving cock into her cunny. Doris sobbed for a minute, then she had a prick stuffed into her mouth and she was sucking as hard and as fast as she was fucking.
That was Vern fucking her in the mouth. And Rhoda felt a twinge of resentment that the little squirt might get more fucking and sucking and hot jizz than she would.
To compensate, Rhoda began hoisting her sprawled ass, consuming cock with her big sex-mouth as fast as she could stroke it. Her pleasure-throes remained steady as she stared dizzily at Doris who screamed with anguish as the boys swapped ends. Give it to her, she mused as she saw her son mount the girl's butt, hold his prick, set it.
Doris squalled around the mouthful of prick she was sucking. It all hurt like hell for a minute. Her insides, her guts, cringed as the more experienced Vern held her hip flare and shoved.
Cornholing her! Rhoda thought in awe, watching her son's naked wet prick skewer the girl's rectum, all the way to the tensed balls. She could see the grotesque pooching of his asshole as he began hammering cock into the little girl's bowels.
"Yiikkeess!" Doris shrieked, at first drawing away, then humping her naked, spindled ass back to the plundering prick. It was almost as exciting to the older woman to be fucked diligently as watching the tender-aged girl get cock pumped and pounded into her two ends-cunt and mouth.
For just a moment, taking her eyes from the lascivious spectacle of the young girl getting humped, Rhoda reached for the unemployed kid. "Come on-let me get on my belly and you can shaft me-asshole or pussy-like a dog." Rhoda squirmed to all fours, got the kid's cock back in her twat, pounding away.
"I'll suck you-I mean, you fuck my mouth," she breathed heavily. Prick gorged her mouth and she was fucking her body back and forth, taking cock into both ends. She tensed her naked body-about ready to receive cock to the nuts as the boy readied himself to cum in her rampant pussy. "Give me your cock and cum," she mumbled on the cock that made her jaws ache.
The inner lips of her pussy came into play kissing around the slick, pistoning shaft of meat. Rhoda began weeping as she was catapulted into an orgiastic furor. Her tummy muscles flexed and her asshole felt full of cock, too, as she absorbed cock penetration, the head seeming to nudge her belly button.
Across from her, Doris was taking cum in her mouth; jizz was seeping around her lips and trickling out of her nose. As fast as it dripped, she backed her mouth off the cock and squeegied it into her suckling mouth.
The kid riding her ass humped her hard, bringing her up off her knees as he poured the cock to her cunt. Rhoda's eyes filmed with moisture with the prick in her mouth plummeting down her throat. Then it was spouting cum and she was swallowing as fast as she could around the massive bole of meat stuck into her face.
When she felt the head of the burning cock at her asshole, Doris' first thought was terror. But, before she could react, he had ripped the knob into her rectum, stretching the close-string of her butt hole out of proportion.
The sudden heat was almost unendurable. But it dwindled quickly, replaced by a warmth that inundated her entire naked body. Her titties seemed to balloon as she took several cock-lunges into her butt hole. Then the cock in her mouth erupted, spewing delicious jizz down her gullet. She grabbed a set of balls with both fists, holding the cock deep in her throat. She tried to focus her vision on the bony groin that was wavering before her eyes. His body was undulating like a snake as he drove his cock down her throat. And behind her, she was really getting a cornholing!
Vaguely, she heard Rhoda screaming with ecstasy, but she couldn't see the tall brunette, next door neighbor. It was all she could do, take the cock in her mouth and the wonderful prick stabbing deep up her tender ass.
The prick in her butt hole was socked in deep and spurting love-juice and Doris let herself cum and go, succumbing to the twin-fuckings. She felt split wide open in the crack of her tortured ass. But she loved the way the boy on her rump was spewing and spurting jizz into her bowels. She almost wished he would pee in her, so she could sense what it was like, a big prick up her behind and hosing her out.
But, Oh, God, her body ached from being sandwiched between two boys pounding cock into her. She felt her back bow upward. She wondered how many inches and pounds of prick she was taking down the throat and up the ass!
Doris couldn't see anything except the boy's hairless belly and groin and the base of his monstrous fuck-stump. But she could feel plenty, plenty of hard, pulsating, spewing prick. What, she wondered dazedly, was Rhoda screeching about? She wanted to look around at the older woman who had two naked youth punching prick to her, but she was so spindled in the mouth by ravaging cock, she couldn't move her head. Besides, the kid had her by the ears and hair and was gushing cock-cum into her face.
Her tongue toyed with the fleshy flange of the head and the rolled skin of the boy's prick and she savored the succulent flavor of pussy-punching prick.
Doris became acutely aware of four hands groping for her titties that dangled, quivering like bags of firm jelly. She screamed with ecstasy as the fingers and thumbs pinched her dainty nipples and dug harshly into the pulpy flesh of her boobies.
She could hear Rhoda romping on the floor, fucking with her mouth and pussy as hard and as fast as she could. Doris, then, clenched her teeth back of the boy's thick corona and nibbled, goading more and more jizz from the slot in the tip of the head of his cock.
An hour later, after having taken the four boys twice apiece in the mouth and her pussy/asshole, Doris emerged from Rhoda's bathroom and stood watching the tall brunette on her back, in the center of the living room floor, naked legs straight up and fanned wide, fucking her brother while the other three boys waited their turns at her pussy and asshole.
Dazedly, she gathered up her clothes. As she fumbled with her bra, she heard a car drive in next door. Daddy's home! she thought in dismay. He was supposed to be gone most of the day! Hurriedly, she slipped on her skirt and blouse, stepped into her shoes.
Quietly, she left through the back door and raced home, keenly aware she was all naked under her skirt and blouse. As she passed the little laundry room, she tossed her panties and bra into the washer. "No damned dinner started?" her father demanded, meeting her between the kitchen and living room.
"I didn't think you would be home 'til late," she muttered, eyes a little frantic when she recognized one of the mechanics from her dad's garage. "I can put a couple of TV dinners in the oven," she suggested meekly, sliding around him, smelling a faint sour odor of whisky on his breath.
"I told you to have dinner on," her dad said gruffly, grabbing her arm, leading her into the living room. "Damned kids don't mind worth a damn these days, Max," he growled. "Well, a blistering is all they understand anymore."
"Daaaadddy, pleeassee," Doris whimpered, her body chilling, then turning hot with embarrassment as she watched Max lean forward in the easy chair, a hand lifting his paunch, eyes glittering as he sipped the liquor in his glass.
"Don't, Daaaaaddy?" Doris pleaded as she was dragged down across her father's thighs, trying to hold the hem of her skirt down over her bottom and thighs. But her father tore it from her grasp and then her unpantied butt was revealed.
She felt goosebumps rise on the curvy surface of her buttocks and tears dimmed her vision. Max seemed to wear a ghoulish expression as he stared at her exposed cheeks.
The girl stiffened and the muscles tensed in her butt as her dad's big, callused hand landed with a sharp smack on her bare skin. She cried out, heard him mutter something, about her not wearing panties and that made it that much easier to spank her ass.
There was a fever in her skin and she knew the rubbery half-moons were reddening from the crisp spanking she was receiving. "Goddamn kids just won't mind, Max," her father said and Doris didn't miss the tone of lust that had begun to glut his voice. "A father just has to teach 'em a lesson. And running around with no panties on."
Doris felt like a rag doll being dragged around as her father lifted her, sat her down on his knees, her skirt up around her waist. "Probably no tittie bags, either," he grunted, a hand groping over her jutting cones,
Without warning, his hand caught the throat of her blouse and he yanked hard, the buttons flying away. And she was naked to the waist, her firm, spongy boobies spilling into the open.
She sobbed with a combination of rage and humiliation as her dad tore off the blouse, leaving it a rag. Then he jostled her and her skirt was gone. She tried to turn to face her dad to conceal her nudity from the leering man across the room. But her father held her so that her front was revealed to the short, chubby man who gawked with lascivious intensity at her bobbing titties, her flat tummy and the almost bare pillow across her split.
"Well, daughter, no dinner; so, you know what we're gonna eat?" her father grated, one hand rubbing up and down her bare back while the other fondled and pinched her throbbing titties. "And you're gonna have some lunch with us."
"Pleeaasse? Daddy?" the youngster whimpered, unable to lift her arms to shield her bosom from view. She knew what he meant!