Sammy had taken to jerking off again to relieve his nagging horniness. He hardly spoke to his sister. He was angry with her, and ashamed of their incest.
He didn't have another ten dollars to fuck Silvia. And he hadn't heard about Joyce giving blowjobs in the park. So he was back where he had been a week before – a horny, desperate kid. Actually it was worse, now that he knew exactly what he was missing.
Then, just when things began to seem as though they couldn't get any worse, Pat brought Polly over to spend the night.
Sammy was reminded of the night he had peeked into his sister's window, and seen her and Polly comparing their naked tits and cunts. And he had to bear his horniness as the two cute chicks once again laughed and giggled in Pat's bedroom.
Sammy didn't dare peek in at them again, even though he was tempted. But his fall into the bushes from the roof when he had peeked was too vivid in his mind. He had been lucky not to break his neck.
Besides, peeking only increased his lust and horniness.
There didn't seem to be anything to do except get away. But everywhere he went, he found himself getting hornier.
At the soda shop, the usual guys were talking about the usual things – fucking, sucking, and jerking off. And the usual chicks were there. They loved showing off their braless tits under their jerseys, and their shapely asses in their tight jeans. But Sammy knew from painful experience that they would be no help for his condition.
By the time he got back home, he was beside himself with lust. Trying to take his mind off of sex, he read a comic book. But the tits and asses of the chicks in the comic book only fed his horny greed.
Even jerking off didn't help. Twenty minutes after wringing an orgasm from his prick, he was as horny as ever.
When his sister and Polly finally fell asleep, Sammy thought he might do the same. At least he didn't have to listen to their incessant giggling.
But he couldn't sleep. His horniness was killing him, he knew.
After giving up the idea of falling asleep, Sammy turned on the light and opened one of the magazines that was full of naked chicks, one he looked at while he jerked off.
And after filling another tissue with gism, he thought he might be able to sleep.
But he couldn't. Visions of bouncing tits and gaping cunts seemed to drift around the dark room. Sammy's hard prick was lifting his sheet like a circus tent.
Just when he began to wonder if he could slip into his sister's room and give the girls a feel as they slept, Sammy saw his door open.
A faint shaft of light covered him. He immediately grabbed his prick and pulled it down against his belly. He didn't know who it was, but he didn't want his prick holding the sheet up to be the first thing that they saw.
A figure slipped into the room. Lighted from behind, all Sammy could see was a silhouette. That was enough to tell him that the visitor was a girl.
He saw a sexy shape moving around his bed. A chick wearing a sheer nightgown was walking right toward him, he knew.
It occurred to him that he might be asleep after all. If so, he was ready to enjoy this dream. And if it was real, he would enjoy it all the more.
The figure sat on the edge of his bed.
"Hi," it said.
It was Polly. Sammy could hardly hold his prick down. But he knew that he was being very optimistic. After all, she might just want to talk. Maybe she couldn't sleep either.
Sammy didn't know if it was his intuition, or merely hope, but he felt lucky. Something told him that Polly wanted to fuck him.
"Hi," Sammy said in a friendly tone.
Suddenly, Polly lifted his sheet. Then she was under it with him. Her thin nightgown slithered between them as she moved close.
"I felt like paying you a visit," she said.
"I'm glad," Sammy said.
They moved closer. Sammy's stiff prick was tangled in her nightgown. Polly's tits were pressed against his chest, flattened on him.
They kissed. Polly kissed with a sexy, gentle touch. Even her tongue, when it entered Sammy's mouth, was very soft and tender.
Sammy reached for her tits right away. Since seeing her jugs through his sister's window, he had longed to hold them. He had to pull his body back so he could grab them. He found them lying heavily, stacked up one upon the other.
Polly's loose, sagging tit flesh was so different from his sister's that he couldn't believe it. Even after watching the girl's comparing tits, he hadn't realized that two sets of jugs could be so different.
Sammy liked Polly's tits. He lifted one in his hand. His fingers sank into it.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m," Polly hummed as she continued kissing Sammy.
They had been lying on their sides. But now Sammy pushed Polly down on her back. As he did, he could feel her tit sliding from his hand. Like Silvia's tits, Polly's spread out and moved to the sides of her chest. But Polly's tits flattened even more. Since they were bigger, though, there was still lots to grab.
Sammy began pulling at Polly's nightgown, raising it up between her legs. He wanted to have his prick in contact with her skin.
When the airy material was out of the way, Sammy pressed his cock into the softness of Polly's thigh. Then he raised the nightgown higher so he could get at her tits without feeling the material of the gown between her tits and his fingers.
Sammy found that be could scoop up huge handfuls of Polly's tits.
"Um-m-m! I love the way you handle my tits," Polly said.
"And I love how they feel," Sammy said.
Sammy lowered his face to her wobbling boobs.
After kissing each nipple, he sucked them into his mouth. Holding them in his teeth, he lifted them, stretching the loose tits up from Polly's chest.
"I love having my tits sucked," she cooed. "Yeah-h-h-h!"
Sammy put his hand under Polly's arm where most of her boob lay. Then he pushed it up onto her chest. Holding it there, he buried his face into it. He even held both tits up on either side of his face as he kissed her cleavage.
As his face swam in the softness of her tits, Sammy reached for Polly's twat. Polly had rather heavy thighs. And Sammy was discovering that her cunt matched. The mound was plump, almost fat. It filled his hand, tickling his palm with bristling hair.
Juice was running from Polly's cunt like a river. But her juice was warm and slippery. And it allowed Sammy's finger to glide up her snatch effortlessly.
"Uh-h-h-h," Polly sighed as her cunt was invaded by Sammy's finger.
The mound of her twat might be fat, but her tunnel was as snug as could be.
"Oh, Sammy! Sammy!" Polly moaned as the boy sucked and fingered the girl.
Sammy felt Polly's cunt tightening on his finger. Then her hips began to move slowly, rolling back and forth. This was a girl who knew exactly what she wanted! he knew.
When Sammy felt her groping for his prick, he brought his hips into a better position so she could grab it. And when she did, it was with a sure and skillful grip.
Polly knew how to handle a cock, all right. She must have handled a lot of them, Sammy thought. Her hands squeezed his prickhead tightly, then relaxed, letting it swell again. She felt his thick shaft. Finally, she took his balls into a grip that thrilled Sammy.
With her hand on his prick, playing with it as she was, Sammy began panting with wild passion. But there was no danger that he would come too soon. Polly had brought him to a simmer, but wouldn't let him boil over.
"Oh, Sammy," she sighed once more. "Tickle my clit. Make me come."
"But I want to fuck you," he said.
"You can fuck me. I can come now, and again while we're fucking. Once I get going, I can come endlessly," she said hotly.
So Sammy put his finger on her clit and rubbed. As soon as he did, Polly began a rocking motion that made the bed pitch like an ocean.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h," she moaned softly. "Yeah, just like that!"
As he wiggled his finger, on her cunt, Polly kept his prick in her hand. Even in her state of bliss, she moved her thumb beneath Sammy's cock-knob, keeping him trembling slightly with excitement.
"A little harder now," Polly whispered in a shaky voice. "Yeah!"
She began moving her heavy body faster. Her lust was growing constantly and steadily.
In the dim light of the room, Sammy could just barely make out the sight of Polly in her rapture. And it was a good thing he could see her. Because when she grabbed her tits, it was a sight he wouldn't want to have missed.
Finally, after massaging her tits for a while, Polly lifted one to her mouth. She began sucking loudly on it.
Sammy took her other tit into his mouth.
"Ough," Polly groaned.
With her mouth full of her own boob, the girl's sounds of passion were muffled. Still, she was moaning wantonly. Especially now that both of her tits were being sucked.
"Faster," she whispered. "Rub me faster! Oh-h-h-h. I'm going to come!"
Sammy massaged Polly's cunt with as much speed and pressure as he could. Now the bed was creaking so loudly with Polly's thrashing that Sammy thought everyone in the house would wake up. But he didn't slow down. Let them wake up, he thought.
"Muf-f-f-f!" Polly moaned onto the tit in her mouth.
When her body slowed and her moans stopped, Sammy took his finger from her cunt. He was eager to get his prick into her.
But Polly was still in charge. Rather than letting Sammy climb onto her, she pushed him down on his back. Then she threw one heavy leg over him and sat up.
Sammy liked lying on his back, with Polly astride him. She was sitting so that his prick was right against her cunt. Her ass rested on his thighs. Her nightgown was spread over his stomach and legs.
Polly took his prick into her hands. Her hips rolled forward. He felt her hot cunt lips place a kiss on his shaft. Then Polly wiggled his cock around so that the shaft rubbed her clit. Her fat and hairy cleft spread on either side of his rod. Cunt juice seeped onto his balls.
As Sammy felt his prick being rubbed by Polly's skillful hands, he was learning how to be patient. It was easy with a chick like Polly, though. She obviously knew what she was doing.
She moved down Sammy's legs until she was straddling his calves. Then she leaned forward. Her hanging tits jiggled on either side of his jerking cock.
By swinging her body slightly, Polly made the lush globes of her boobs crash into the boy's cock. Then she lowered one tit directly onto his prick. And as her tit flesh draped over the tool, his prick jerked and twitched under the weight of her jugs.
Sammy was amazed at the things Polly was doing to his prick with her tits. He had a lot to learn, he realized. And Polly would be a good teacher.
When she sandwiched his prick between her tits, Sammy felt as though he'd better get inside her before he wasted an orgasm.
"Let me fuck you now," he whispered. "Otherwise, I might come right in your tits."
"That would be nice," Polly said. "But we'll do that some other time. I know you want to fuck me now."
She crawled forward, bringing her pussy up to Sammy's desperate rod. Holding it in her hand, she rose up, put the prick in position, then lowered her hips.
Sammy's cock slipped up her twat. They both gasped.
Polly sat still and enjoyed the feeling of the huge cock throbbing inside of her. Then she began moving up and down slowly, sliding his prick in and out. She knew just how high she could go without letting him slip out. And when she sat down on his thighs, his prick reached high up into her body.
Being on the bottom, Sammy couldn't do much but rely on the movements of the girl sitting on him. If he could, he would be fucking her faster. But it was thrilling to be at Polly's mercy. Rather than fucking, Sammy was getting fucked!
Moving her cunt up and down over his rod with a steady rhythm, Polly leaned forward. She threw her nightgown right over Sammy's head. "Suck my tits," she said.
Sammy lifted his head. His face bumped into the tits hanging there. He grabbed one and brought it to his mouth.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h," Polly sighed when Sammy sucked her tit into his mouth.
He sucked one tit, then the other. The tit flesh he couldn't fit into his mouth sagged over his cheeks and chin.
Polly's cunt began to move faster, but only slightly.
"Uh-h-h, uh-h-h-h!" Sammy began to groan when his orgasm was ready to explode.
But Polly was moving so slowly that his orgasm seemed to be stalled. Meanwhile, the pressure, and the ecstasy mounted.
Sammy knew that when he came, it was going to be fabulous. Getting fucked like this was wonderful! He could never go so slowly if he was doing the pumping!
Struggling to keep on sucking her tits, Sammy began jerking his hips. But he couldn't do much under Polly's, weight. And although the boy was going wild, she refused to move faster.
Finally, though, Sammy's climax bloomed. And when it did, it was even more spectacular than he expected.
The world seemed to go blank. All that existed in the entire universe was nothing to the outrageous pleasure Sammy was experiencing. It came in jolts, each greater than the last.
But even now, with his entire body heaving, Polly kept moving her hips in a steady rhythm.
The orgasm seemed to go on and on. Sammy was out of his mind with sexual insanity.
When it was over, Sammy knew he had been fucked by an expert.
"Where did you learn to fuck like that?" Sammy asked breathlessly.
"I've been practicing," Polly said as she unveiled Sammy's face by gathering her nightgown around her.
Sammy could tell by Polly's voice that she wasn't finished. Her throat sounded constricted. Then he realized she was doing something to herself. But in the dim light, he couldn't see.
So he reached out with his hands. What he found made him admire this chick even more.
With Sammy's prick still up her cunt, Polly was rubbing her clit. Sammy had his hand on hers, and he could feel how her fingers were spreading the top of her slot and rubbing the ridge of flesh within.
He could hear her breath growing louder and faster. And she didn't even let him help her with the clit-massage.
But Sammy reached up and took her tits into his hands. Polly seemed to appreciate that.
"Oh-h-h-h-h!" she gasped. "Ah-h-h-h-h!"
Sammy felt her pussy begin contracting on his prick, which had begun to deflate, but was now fully erect again.
"Huh-h-h-h-h," Polly gasped. "Oh, I'm coming!"
Her pussy was going wild on Sammy's cock. By the time she finished coming, he knew he would have to fuck her again.
"Don't get off me," he said when Polly began lifting her cunt from his pole.
"Yeah! This time you do the work," she said. Sammy expected her to lie down and spread her legs. So when she got into a kneeling position, he was confused at first. Polly was facing the foot of the bed, her big ass pointed his way.
"Come on," she said.
Sammy understood suddenly. He got to his knees and crawled toward Polly's ass.
She reached between her thighs, grabbed his prick and helped him find the entrance to her cunt. Then, with his belly pressed to her ass, Sammy began pumping.
After the leisurely fuck she had given him, Sammy felt like changing the pace. So he let his ass fly back and forth.
Before long, they were both panting in orgasmic joy again.
By the time Sammy was left alone, he was completely fucked out. It was strange, he thought, how he could be horny and find no release. Then, suddenly, some great fucking seemed to drop out of the sky.
He just hoped this fucking wouldn't have to last him a long time. The more he fucked, the more difficult it was to wait for the next one.