When Brent returned front another fruitless day of job hunting that evening, Robin couldn't wait to show her brother the twenty-two bucks and tell him how she earned it.
"My, God!" he sighed. "You don't have to do things like that. I'll get a job soon."
"Don't be silly, honey," she giggled. "It was sorta fun. You know how much I like to fuck."
"I know," he muttered. "But it's my job to take care of you."
"Are you mad at me?" she asked.
"Of course not, Sis," he grinned. "But I don't want you to be doing that any more."
"Oh, Brent," she begged. "I'll only do it until you get a job, and besides, I think it's fun."
After dinner that evening, Brent was quietly thinking while his sister washed the dishes. He hadn't realized how hard it was to get a job without any previous experience or references. Sitting there worrying, he suddenly remembered about the name and address that Brenda had given him. He hadn't paid much attention when Brenda told him to call this Arline Mason if he ever needed a quick hundred bucks.
Searching through his wallet until he found the woman's phone number, he walked down to the pay phone in the hall and dialed her number.
"Hello," said a soft sultry voice on the other end of the line.
"Is this Mrs. Mason?" he stammered.
"Yes."
"Well, you don't know me," he nervously continued. "But Brenda Lasser suggested that I call you if I were ever in town."
"Are you Brent?" she asked in an excited voice.
"Yes," he gulped. "But how did you know?"
"I just got a letter from Brenda, and she told me all about you," she giggled. "And I mean all about you."
"That's n-nice," he stammered, not knowing what else to say.
"She said nice things about you," the sultry voice continued. "She says your cock is worth a hundred dollars, and if it's as big as she described it, I'm ready to pay."
"Will you really?" he gasped, unable to believe his good fortune.
"I'll have to check your plumbing out first," she whispered with a naughty lilt to her voice. "And if it's as nice and big as Brenda says it is, you've got a deal."
"When would you like to see me?" he asked. "Just thinking about it turns me on," she giggled. "What's the matter with right now?"
"Nothing, I g-guess," stammered Brent. "Where do you live?"
When she gave him an address in the exclusive Nob Hill area, he realized it was only a short cable car ride up the hill from where he was living.
"Okay," he said excitedly, "I'll see you in a few minutes."
Returning to his apartment, Brent told his little sister all about his conversation with the woman.
"Leapin' Jesus," she giggled, "I've been suckin' and fuckin' a hundred-dollar cock and didn't even know it."
When he rang the bell at the sumptuous Nob Hill apartment, it was opened by a handsome man in his middle forties.
"Excuse me!" gulped the shocked boy. "I'm looking for a Mr. Mason."
"Are you Brent?" the man asked.
"Yes."
"Please come in," he beamed, extending his hand. "I'm Duane Mason, Arline's husband. We were expecting you."
Completely bewildered by what was happening, Brent followed him into the lavishly furnished apartment. He was completely stunned when he saw Arline Mason standing in the middle of the room. She was a beautiful full-figured woman with long dark hair, wearing nothing but a sheer black negligee that blatantly exposed her big nipples and the dark triangle of pubic hair through the thin material. She was about, thirty years old with big lavender eyes that glowed passionately from beneath her long black lashes.
"Hello, Brent," she whispered when Duane introduced them, her full red lips smiling generously, displaying a row of dazzling white teeth. "I'm so glad you were able to come right over. I'm really hot to fuck this evening."
Brent was too stunned to even move. He couldn't believe this beautiful woman could be like that right in front of her own husband.
"Well," she smiled as a nervous silence fell over the group. "Shall we go in the bedroom and get better acquainted."
Brent glanced nervously at the woman's husband, completely confused by what was going on in the apartment.
"Come on, honey," she urged, taking Brent's hand as she turned to her husband. "Excuse us, darling. We'll call you when we're ready."
"What's th-this all a-about?" stuttered Brent when he was alone with the woman in her bedroom.
"You don't mind fucking in front of him, do you?" she whispered.
"I don't understand," gulped the boy.
"Well," Arline began explaining. "Duane hasn't been able to come in a girl for over ten years, and the only way he can bring himself off is by watching another man fuck me with a huge cock."
"It sounds crazy," gasped Brent.
"I know," she giggled. "But I don't mind. It takes a mighty big cock to make me come, and Duane is willing to spend the money to find them for me."
"Doesn't it embarrass you to fuck in front of him?" asked Brent.
"Shit, no," she giggled. "It turns me on to know he's watching. Okay, take your clothes off so I can see if your prick's big enough."
When he'd removed his shirt and pants Arline began excitedly licking her lips, seeing how far the front of his shorts was poking out.
"How old are you, Brent?" asked the woman.
"Sixteen," he answered dropping his shorts, letting his massive shaft spear up into the air.
"My God!" gasped Arline, completely stunned by the unbelievable size of the youth's thick boner.
"Is this big enough?" he asked, pleased with the obvious excitement in the beautiful woman's eyes.
"Jesus Christ, honey," she panted, nervously licking her wet open lips. "I've never seen such a big prick in my life."
Dropping to a sitting position on the edge of the bed, Arline reached out and hungrily grasped the hard thickness of his shaft.
"Oh, Brent," she whispered, squeezing the hotness of his big rod in her hands. "What a magnificent tool!"
She sat on the edge of the bed as she lovingly stroked the standing boy's huge cock. The front of her negligee had fallen open and a stream of hot cunt juices was oozing out, of her inflamed pussy. She couldn't remember ever being this hot in her life, and her swollen, slit was itching and burning with desire. She could almost feel his huge meaty dick screwing around deeply in her hot sucking fuck-hole.
Releasing his prick, Arline grabbed the boy and pulled him down on the edge of the bed with her.
With his butt perched on the sheet and his wide-spread feet planted on the carpet, Arline dropped to her knees between his legs. Once more grasping his big throbbing shaft, the beautiful brunette began hungrily licking the fat head of his prick.
Her wildly aroused body was quivering with lust as she slurped her wet tongue all around the rubbery hardness of his beautiful knob.
"Do you like having your big cock sucked?" she whispered, feeling his body tensing with excitement.
"Christ, yes," he panted, his ass writhing around frantically on the edge of the bed.
Running her tongue around his thick meaty prick, Arline was thrilled with the strong randy scent and taste of his big pungent cock head. Holding his massive rod straight up in the air, Arline was feverishly running her hot dripping tongue up and down the length of his beautiful boner.
"Oh, shit, Mrs. Mason," panted the youth, feeling the hot wetness of her tongue slashing greedily against his meaty dick.
"Call me Arline, you sweet bastard," she gasped between the strokes of her tongue.
Bending his cock slightly forward, the amused woman opened her mouth wider and slid her soft slippery lips over the head of his prick. She was shivering with delight, as she tasted the exciting drops of seminal fluid boiling up out of his cockhead.
"Oh, my God," he gasped as the intense suction of her soft full lips increased.
On and on she sucked, bringing the boy closer and closer to his inevitable climax. Arline had never had such a gigantic cock in her mouth before, and the way it was spreading her lips, pushing out against her cheeks, and nudging at the back of her throat was absolutely fantastic. She didn't know how she'd ever be able to thank Brenda for sending her this magnificent young man. She couldn't get over how delicious the thick meatiness of the boy's cock felt as it pumped in and out between her hot sucking lips.
"Jesus Christ," he panted. "I'm almost there. D'ya want my load in your mouth?"
"Shit, yes," she slurped. "Why do you think I'm sucking you? Please fill my mouth with it."
Lurching with excitement, Brent stared down at her full red lips sucking and pulling on his quivering cock head.
"Oh, sweet suckin' Jesus!" he cried out as the aroused woman took his massive rod deeper and deeper into her sucking mouth.
Further excited by the boy's obvious pleasure, Arline was slurping noisily on his big tasty fuck-pole, anxious for a big mouthful of his rich virile sperm. The horny woman always enjoyed sucking her men off before putting on the fuck-show in front of her husband. She thoroughly enjoyed sucking off cocks, and this was the biggest, juiciest one she'd ever tasted.
"Oh, shit!" he panted, digging his fingers into her long black hair, forcing her gulping mouth down tighter over his bloated dick. "Don't stop! Don't stop! I'm almost there… almost there!"
Wild for a big mouthful of the young man's thick slippery cum, Arline's full red lips were sucking feverishly on his big jerking prick.
"That's it!" gasped Brent, thrusting his loins up as his exploding cockhead began spewing a stream of hot jizz into her eager mouth. "Here it comes!"
The massive discharge of fuck-cream was almost more than Arline could handle, and it began oozing out from between her cock-sucking lips. She desperately sucked and swallowed until she finally had the belching flood under control, and then lovingly sucked the last delicious drops from his slowly shrinking prick.
"Jesus," he panted, falling back exhausted onto the bed. "That was fantastic."
When Arline slipped out of her negligee and crawled up onto the bed with him, Brent's eyes traveled down over her smooth dimpled belly to the sweet little twat that was tucked so deliciously between her soft creamy thighs. The most exciting thing about the beautiful woman's cunt was the soft bush of dark silky hair that surrounded her juicy slit. Her cuntlips were a shocking pink, and were deliciously parted to show the warm wetness of her slippery inner flesh.
"Arline," he whispered nervously. "Would you let me lick your pussy?"
"God," the beautiful woman smiled. "I'd love it."
Rolling onto her back and spreading her thighs far apart, Arline grasped her knees and pulled them back against her tits, deliciously exposing the long hairy furrow of her slit to his excited eyes. Moving down, Brent covered her soft pubic mound with his hot open lips. Feeling the steamy wetness of her slit against his mouth, he probed at the slippery crack with his tongue, the clean sweet aroma of her twat wafting gently to his nostrils. Trembling with excitement, he found the tangy taste of her twat was just as delicious as the lovely scent.
With her thighs open and knees drawn back, she was lewdly exposed from asshole to navel. Starting at the puckered dot of her shitter, he licked all the way up the soft furrow to the silky hairs above her cunt. Using the flat of his tongue like a wet paint brush, Brent was soon lustily licking up and down the length of her furry little slit, unable to remember anything that had ever tasted so fucking good.
When the woman's pubic area was completely saturated with spit, the boy hungrily attacked her hard little clitty.
"Eeeeeeeeeegghh!" she squealed with delight when Brent's mouth made ecstatic contact with her sensitive joy-button. "That's it, Brent darling! Oh, you sweet, sweet cunt-lapper!"
Holding the hard little button between his lips, the boy flicked his tongue rapidly against her quivering clitoris, driving the beautiful brunette almost out of her mind with the intense joy of it.
"Oh Christ, Brent!" she screamed, hysterically grinding her sopping slit up against his mouth. "God, that's good, baby! Ooooooooh! Shiiiiittt!"
Locking her soft naked thighs tightly around his juice-drenched face, Arline's hands held his mouth securely down over her cunt while the boy's hot lips and tongue ravaged her hot, slippery hole.
"Oh, Brent!" she screamed when she looked down and saw his new thick hard-on. "Fuck me, honey. I can't wait any longer!"
When the boy pulled his face out from between her legs, the woman called out to her husband, telling him they were ready to fuck. The man must have been waiting just outside the door, because he entered the moment she called to him. Duane was stark naked when he walked into the room with a rather large cock hanging limply between his legs. Grasping an armchair, he dragged it over by the bed and quietly sat down to watch the show.
When Brent crawled up between her legs, Arline stared down to see his massive cock advancing toward her dripping crotch. Again drawing her knees back against her tits, she excitedly offered the length of her hot, wet, slit to the biggest fucking prick she'd ever seen in her depraved lifetime. Feeling his massive knob pressing between her slippery cunt lips, she closed her eyes in preparation for the thrilling penetration. She could feel her slit being stretched wider and wider as his huge boner began filling her cunt. Arline was momentarily a bit frightened, suddenly wondering if her pussy would be able to take such a big dong. Clinging tightly to the boy, she could feel, his magnificent tool sinking deeper and deeper into her unbelievably stretched hole. Her quivering body was filled with both ecstasy and agony as his enormous cock plowed up into her belly.
When she'd finally taken the entire length of his thick rod, their naked stomachs were pressed hotly together as they lay perfectly motionless in each other's arms, her widely stretched cunt completely stuffed with his throbbing fuck-pole.
"Oh, lover," she whispered, grinding her hot, sucking cunt up tighter around the thick base of his deeply embedded shaft, "That's gotta be the biggest fuckin' cock in the whole world."
Watching from his chair, Duane was sweating profusely as he frantically stroked his limp prick. The sight of that huge dong stuffed into his wife's cruelly stretched hole was driving him wild.
"Oh, sweet fucking Jesus," she whimpered when Brent began fucking into her with long rhythmic strokes. "It's so fuckin' good, baby. Oh, how I love that Goddamned big dork."
The thick meatiness of his hard cock was carrying her to new heights of sexual bliss as his magnificent tool drilled deeper and deeper into her writhing belly. Brent was just as excited with the hot tightness of her wet, sucking pussy. The clinging smooth walls of her slit were sucking and milking on his dong with a passion he'd never before experienced.
"Oh, you sweet baby," she whispered as the boy continued drilling the hard thickness of his dick into her hot, slippery gash. "Oh, God fucking damn, that feels so shittin' good!"
Watching them as he sat in the chair pounding his meat, Duane could feel his own prick swelling in his fist. The sight of his wife being fucked by that huge cock was driving him wild. God, how he wished he could get a hard-on in her cunt.
On and on the couple fucked, his big prick pounding savagely into the beautiful woman's lusting pussy. With her legs wrapped around his lurching body, Arline was excitedly digging her bare heels into the crack of his ass, trying to urge him on. Never in her life had she felt anything as good as this big boner slamming in and out of her dripping cunt.
"Oh, God, lover!" she wailed, locking her legs tighter around his humping body. "Fuck harder! Fuck harder!"
Duane's prick had suddenly exploded into a full erection, and he was stroking it faster and faster as he watched the deliriously fucking couple.
"Ride me, baby, ride me!" Arline was squealing as she frantically thrust her loins up to better receive his pounding strokes. "Fuck, honey, fuck!"
With her legs waving crazily in the air, Arline could feel an orgasm building up hotly between her legs.
"Hold me! Hold me!" she suddenly shrieked, clutching the wildly humping boy in her arms. "I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!"
Duane was beating his own meat more violently as he watched the naked couple thrashing toward their climaxes.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" squealed Arline when she suddenly felt the youth's big cockhead squirting a torrent of cum into her writhing fuck-hole. "Eeeeeggghhh! Aaauuuggghh! Coming… coming!"
Clinging tightly to him, she could feel her cunt filling up with his hot spurting cock-cream.
"Oh, sweet baby," she whispered.
Unable to control himself any longer, Duane jumped up and pulled Brent off of his wife and then, standing over the naked woman, he pointed his cockhead at her and began stroking his prick at an even faster tempo. Within a matter of seconds, his cock began squirting jizz all over her, drenching her face, tits and belly. When he'd discharged the last drop, he collapsed completely exhausted into the chair.
Not saying a word, Arline got out the bed, and after picking up their clothes, she escorted Brent out of the room.
"I feel so bad for him," she said to the boy when they were alone. "He used to be such a wonderful lay."
"What happened?" asked Brent.
"I really don't know," she sighed. "He can only get a hard on when he watches someone fuck me with a big cock."
"Does he fuck anyone else?" the boy asked.
"No," she smiled. "We've brought lots of girls over for him, but he just doesn't get a hard on for them."
"Gosh, that's strange," said Brent.
"Sometimes I think he's insecure with women and is afraid he can't live up to what they expect of him," she tried to reason. "I've even thought that maybe a little girl could bring him around. He might feel that a child wouldn't expect so much from him."
"Have you tried it?" he asked.
"No," Arline smiled. "Just thought about it."
"I've got a little fifteen-year-old sister that loves to fuck," Brent volunteered.
"Really!" she gasped. "Is she cute?"
"A livin' doll."
"Could she pretend that she was defenseless, and let him think he was dominant?" asked Arline.
"She's a pretty sharp little kid," grinned Brent.
"Do you think she'd try it?"
"Sure," he answered. "But she'd want a few bucks."
"That's no problem," beamed Arline. "I'll give you each a hundred dollars if you'll bring her to dinner tomorrow night."
"Fine," smiled Brent.
"But Duane mustn't know she's being paid," warned the woman. "He must think he's dominating a horny little girl."
"Okay," Brent grinned, "he can think she's just my little hot pants sister."
"Great," giggled the woman. "But you've gotta promise to fuck me with that big cock again tomorrow night."
"I wouldn't miss the chance," laughed Brent.