"They should be here any minute," Suzanne said, staring down the street. The two girls stood in the garish puddle of light cast by the theater marquee. The small town offered little on a hot summer night- except for a typically small-town movie house with a prodigious selection of year-old films and an irregularly efficient air-conditioning system.
Lisa, Suzanne's sister, had offered to pick them up and give them a lift back to the house. Lisa was good about things like that, and Suzanne had assured Nickie that Lisa would show up on time.
Nickie still couldn't get over the way Lisa looked. She was stunning. Since Nickie's last visit, Lisa had let her red-blonde hair grow out and unlike most natural redheads, it was perfectly straight. The contrast with her flawless, alabaster complexion was perfect. And every feature of Lisa's face, individually and in sum was perfectly molded.
But her figure… her figure was staggering. Lisa's breasts were strong and full, so large that they were almost-but not quite-too large for her. She was a voluptuous girl, with a slim waist and strong, womanly hips while her legs were so long and shapely that they would do credit to any beauty queen.
Lisa was just plain ravishing, Nickie decided, and seeing her, Nickie wondered how Suzanne had been able to even consider resisting Lisa's advances.
A car came around the corner of the darkened street and pulled quietly up to the curb. There were two young men inside, as well as Lisa. Nickie and Suzanne had known that Lisa was going out on a date that night; the second young man was a surprise to both.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," said Bob, the date Nickie and Suzanne had known about "We got caught at a train crossing."
"It was only a couple of minutes," Suzanne said. She peered into the darkened interior of the big car at the second ‘date.' "Oh, hello, Jeremy," she said, recognizing him. All three sat in the front seat, with Lisa in the middle.
Jeremy just smiled and nodded before reaching around to unlock the back door. The two girls got in, closed the door, and the big car purred sleekly off into the night.
The short journey was wordless, for the most part. Lisa tried to ask conversational questions about the movie they'd seen, but her thoughts kept wandering. Nickie and Suzanne quietly decided that she was either stoned or drunk.
But Nickie had also noticed the rapidity of Lisa's breathing-and what Jeremy was doing.
Jeremy had his left aim around Lisa's shoulders, but his hand was out of sight. From the movements of Jeremy's arm, it was easy for Nickie to deduce what was going on-and she wondered why Bob, who was supposed to be Lisa's date, wasn't objecting.
When they reached the house, Suzanne hurried Nickie towards the door with only a brief "thanks". They made a show of letting themselves in until the car pulled away.
Suzanne turned to Nickie. "Come on," she said in a conspiratorial tone. "If we hurry, we can watch them at it down by the boathouse. We can take the shortcut through the woods." She tugged Nickie by the hand towards the back of the house. "They have to go all the way around the park to get there, but we can go straight across."
Quickly, quietly, the two girls scurried through the backyard and then through the brush and woods.
The boathouse was situated near a small natural inlet that was used for the town's marina. A small river ran through the town, joining eventually with another and running from there down to the ocean. In the status-conscious town there was a surprising number of medium-range cabin-cruisers anchored at the well-kept docking facilities.
The boathouse itself was part boathouse and part cafe. Since the cafe was open only to members and only for the regular Saturday night club-parties, the rest of the time, the boathouse and grounds were an ideal place for clandestine encounters between young men and women.
"Get down!" Suzanne hissed, pushing Nickie to her knees behind the low shrubbery.
A moment later, a car's headlights pierced the darkness as the auto came around the last turn of what was evidently a winding road.
The car pulled up to the back of the boathouse. The engine was silenced, and the headlights darkened.
They heard the car doors slam and Nickie leaned over to Suzanne. "Now what?"
"Come on," Suzanne whispered. But be quiet!"
Nickie let Suzanne lead her by the hand across a small clear patch of grass to the corner of the boathouse. They crept along the wall to the back of the structure, started to ease around the corner-and then pulled hastily back.
Putting her mouth to Nickie's ear, Suzanne breathed, "The lock must have been changed on the boathouse door. Usually they go inside and you can watch through the windows."
Barely suppressing giggles, they peered around the corner.
Twenty or thirty feet away, in the light of the half-moon shining from the clear night sky, they could see the three figures moving about. The two boys were about the same height and difficult to tell apart at first. But after a few minutes, as the clandestine observers' eyes adjusted to the darkness, they were able to distinguish between Bob and Jeremy easily. At the same time, their ears were becoming attuned to the three subdued voices, picking them out from among the night sounds.
"-have to make up your minds," Lisa was saying petulantly. She was wearing short-shorts and a light blouse with the top few buttons open. The dark fabrics contrasted with her creamy, pale flesh.
"Why don't you pick?" Bob asked.
"Yeah," Jeremy agreed, you're the one who should decide."
"But-I-don't-know-how… " Lisa sounded as if she were having trouble ordering her thoughts. Then she brightened. "I've got it," she cooed happily. "The smallest hard-on goes first."
"The smallest?" Bob repeated, obviously disappointed.
"Right," Lisa answered. "Just for the fun of it. But it has to be a hard-on, and no fair cheating."
"Cheating?" Jeremy echoed, bewildered.
"Uh-huh, I'm going to make sure there's no cheating," Lisa mumbled. And with that, she began unbuttoning her blouse.
As the dark fabric parted, it became obvious that she wore nothing beneath it. When the blouse was completely undone, Lisa peeled it off-slowly, tantalizing the two boys. Her breasts were revealed in all their rich abundance. They swung full and firm, luxuriant globes that didn't have the slightest trace of a sag to them. The nipples were large and contrasted darkly with the sun-starved flesh of saucy young boobs.
"You know," Jeremy muttered, "she's right, there's no way we can cheat on that."
Sinuously, Lisa stepped towards the two boys. She cupped first one, then the other thrusting breast in her slender fingers, uplifting the sensitive mounds of flesh as though to offer them to the two horny males.
The only sound from the threesome was that of their husky breathing.
Lisa's fingers found their way to her shorts.
Snap.
ZZZippp.
The tight hot shorts were slipping slowly down her long, shapely legs to rest around her ankles.
Lisa slipped her hands into the back of her brightly colored panties and stepped towards Bob, halting only inches from him. Grasping her fleshy buttocks in her hands, she ground her hips forward against his crotch, moving them slowly from side to side.
There was a groan, source unidentifiable. It could have been any one of them.
Then the panties were sliding down to the dark green of the grass. The dark red foliage of Lisa's cunt hair was a contrasting shadow against her creamy skin.
Lisa stepped over to Jeremy, letting her body brush against his side as she moved up behind him. Her arms went around his waist, then her hands began exploring his chest and stomach.
She let her fingers glide over the wide leather belt he wore, then down the outside of his pants, to linger ever so lightly over his bulging groin.
And suddenly she moved away from him.
Standing behind Bob, then, she reached around and began unbuttoning his shirt. When it was open, she pulled at first one sleeve, then the other until he was naked from the waist up.
Lisa rubbed her hands urgently over his chest, pressing herself tightly against him so that he could feel the sweet weight of her breasts against the bare flesh of his back just above his belt.
Her hands went to his waist, undoing the belt buckle and then opening the zipper. The waistband snap parted beneath her deft fingers, and then she was pulling the overheated boy's pants and underwear down… down… down over his waist over his knees, to the earth, kneeling lower behind him. She pressed her lips briefly to the back of his thighs-then pulled back.
Lisa crawled almost comically on all fours around in front of him and pulling off his shoes and socks.
Then she went back to her knees, her full ass cheeks resting on her heels, and stared point-blank at the head of Bob's swollen cock. She leaned her head forward and blew her hot breath softly across it.
He moaned and shuddered with arousal-then moaned again when Lisa bounced cheerily to her feet and approached Jeremy, leaving Bob taut with desire.
"You too," she said throatily.
Jeremy hadn't needed the instruction, though. He'd already pulled off his sleeveless sweatshirt and kicked off his sandals while watching her tease Bob to a nearly frantic peak of excitement. At her words, he almost tore the clothes from his body and stood before her completely naked.
Lisa glided to him and glued her sensuous softness to his bare flesh. Her arms slid up and around his neck and she pulled his lips down to hers. Her mouth opened to him and their tongues twined as his greedy hands slipped between and found her marvelous breasts, tracing the outer swelling as the pressure of their embrace forced the full mounds to flow outward.
Bob stepped behind Lisa and tapped her on the shoulder. Rather than turning, she took a short step backward till she was leaning against his chest, her long hair caught against his stomach.
Bob's hands came around her and found her breasts, his fingers toying with her stiffened nipples.
Jeremy stepped in closer to her, his cock standing stiffly out at a ninety-degree angle from his groin. His prick prodded at the juncture of her thighs.
Lisa spread her legs slightly, just enough for his penis slip partway between them-and then closed them tightly again. She swayed gently, rubbing his dick back and forth between the wanton flesh of her thighs until there was another groan-definitely Jeremy's.
But Bob, standing behind her, his hand trapped on her breasts by the pressure of Jeremy's body, wasn't forgotten. His prick wasn't as long as Jeremy's, but it was thicker and rigid as a bar of iron.
Bob's cock was trapped upright in the smooth, warm crevice of Lisa's lovely ass cheeks. Her buttocks were pressed tightly together by her backward pressure against him. The swaying of Lisa and Jeremy was generating an exquisite friction on Bob's prick, the maddening sensation making his legs quiver weakly.
Abruptly, Lisa gently disentangled herself and stood between the two. She reached down and grabbed one throbbing dick in each hand.
"Which one of us goes first?" Bob breathed.
"It's hard to-hard to-" she broke off in a fit of giggles at her own pun, then suddenly sobered. "It's too tough to decide," she said. "You're thicker, but Jeremy's longer-" She sighed as if in resignation. "I just don't know, so I guess-well, I'm right handed." She tugged on Jeremy s hard cock "C'mon, Jeremy, lets get it on. Since you get to go first, though, we'll do it my way." She slipped to her knees without releasing his throbbing penis, and with her left hand patted the soft grass beside her. "And my way is with me on top."
Quickly, with jerky movements from the tension of his arousal, Jeremy lowered himself to his back beside her.
Lisa clambered over him, one knee to each side of his quivering thighs. She reached down between her legs and began sliding her hand up and down over his long dick, savoring every single one of his seven inches.
Jeremy groaned and jerked beneath her.
"Oh gawd, it's getting me so hot to watch them!" Suzanne whispered into Nickie's ear. Without warning, she took Nickie's hand and thrust it down the front of her shorts till it rested on her wet cunt.
Nickie, understanding what Suzanne wanted, began moving her fingers slowly, deftly, with newly learned expertise, doing to Suzanne exactly what she would have done to herself.
Lisa, meanwhile, fit the head of Jeremy's cock between the swollen lips of her cunt with pain staking care. Jeremy groaned again and Lisa sighed with gratification as she revolved her hips slightly around the stiff rod and put her hands on the ground to balance herself.
Slowly, she let herself slip down onto his spear, letting the entire length drive up into her palpitating slit.
Jeremy's breathing degenerated into rasping half-moans as Lisa began to lift her hips from the turgid cock, When it looked to the watching Suzanne and Nickie as if It was going to pop out, she began letting her hips settle back onto Jeremy's groin, again absorbing the length of his dick into her eager muff.
She repeated the process, painstakingly raising herself till all but the sleek, swollen head of his dick was free, then dropping back onto him. Again and again she did it, savoring the feel of Jeremy's rigid prick prodding into her tight quim, watching the rush of emotions over his face in response to the pleasure she was bringing to his young member.
Each time she moved faster, each time Jeremy timed the exhalation of his breath with the bottom of Lisa's downstroke, as if he were afraid she really meant to stop and didn't trust her lust till his cockhead had plumbed her depths.
Faster and faster she moved on the long, hard stake driven into her cunt until she was jerking her torso up and down over the prone boy like a pump.
Lisa reveled in the sensation of the rockhard dick that probed into her until the head was nearly at the entrance of her womb. Each penetration made her hungrier for the next, each slow, teasing upward movement made her hunger still more for the next plunge down onto his rod.
Jeremy knew he couldn't hold himself in check much longer as he felt the walls of her cunt closing his prick tightly within her. Each time she rose above him, his hips arched up slowing the withdrawal of her soft, clasping warmth from his over-heated cockshaft. Each time she fell back on to him, his hips jerked and writhed spastically as he tried to cram his hard penis even farther into her than on the previous stroke.
Nickie, sensing Suzanne's growing excitement, insinuated one slim finger into her cousin's cunt. The older girl nearly came right then and there. As it was, she could barely muffle her gurgles of pleasure.
"P-please," Lisa moaned. "Please try to hold off." Her tone was one of pleading. P-please… I'm almost-I'm almost-I'm going to-yes, oh yes oh yes oh yes-AHHHH!" Her voice became a cry of ecstasy with the rush of her coming. She slammed herself up and down over Jeremy her hips crashing into his with almost painful force, moving like a dervish in heat. Her thighs shook, her head rocked back and forth as if only loosely connected to her shoulders. She mewled small animal sounds as she finally touched her peak.
But Jeremy was still holding off. His face was covered with a slut-eating grin as her eyes met his. He could see in her face that he had taken control, that Lisa with all her charms and beguilements was subject to him-because she was hot for cook, cock that would stay hard and virile under the demands of her hot, working young cunt till she came. And he could do it, he could give it to her.
"Oh, Gawd, you're still hard!" Lisa breathed wonderingly. And then a strange expression crossed her face.
For a brief, frantic moment, she rocketed herself up and down over him-stopping, suddenly, at the top of her stroke.
With only the swollen, sensitive glans of his pulsing dick still trapped inside her hungry vagina, Lisa began twisting her hips, slowly corkscrewing them around the rod within her.
Jeremy wriggled, shook beneath her, lost in the pleasure of what she was doing to him with her talented cunt. In vain he tried to jab his prick up into her, but Lisa eluded his every heave.
Giving in, finally, to his wishes, and her own cravings, she began streaking up and down on him, sliding up and down the slippery pole of his dick until she was on the verge of coming again.
With a low groan of complete abandon, Jeremy began to squirt his juice into her. She felt the first throbbing pulsations of his cock in her tight slot. The knowledge that he was about to inundate her innards with his come excited her almost as much as the feel of his shaft going between the blood-gorged lips of her gash.
Again she hesitated at the top of her stroke, bearing down on the spar of his dick just behind the glans with her powerful cuntal muscles-and then let her full weight drive her down on top of him. She tightened those wonderful man-pleasing muscles again about the base of his prick just as Jeremy thought he had spent his last But from somewhere, from some unsuspected extra reservoir in his over-excited balls, three… four… five more rupture like spurts of his seed welled up, crashing through his penis to find the hot receptiveness of her cunt just as Lisa came again.
It seemed to Jeremy as if her cunt walls were on fire and his come was gasoline. With each blast of jissum he shot into her, the power and intensity of her tightness on him seemed to increase still more. It was almost as if her box meant to pull it right off him.
As Lisa reached the final peak of her orgasm, Jeremy arched up beneath her, his testicles jerking dryly, stiffly in their fleshy sack, his cock only half stiff-but still sending shock waves of pleasure through him.
Suddenly, like a bowstring snapping, the tension drained away from him. Stiff muscles went limp, tendons lost their strength. He sank back to the ground, nearly unconscious, gasping for breath, completely satisfied. He was done.
But Lisa wasn't. Her appetite for cock had just been whetted.
Even as she lifted herself from Jeremy's inert, drained form, her clutching cunt held on to his dwindling dick so that when it was finally released, it came out with an audible if muted popping sound.
On shaking knees, she turned her burning gaze on Bob, her eyes fastening on his cock as she stammered, "S-since y-you go second, w-we'll do it your way-any w-way you want."
Bob's face split in a lecherous grin of anticipation and lust. His dick was swollen prodigiously. Just over six inches long, barely beyond the average in length, it was quite thick-so thick that Lisa couldn't close her thumb and forefinger about it.
Meanwhile, Suzanne's overheated little twat was furiously clutching at Nickie's maddeningly fucking digit. Without taking her eyes from the scene unfolding before them, Nickie thrust another finger into Suzanne's box.
For a moment, it seemed as if the introduction of the second finger was going to cause the aroused Suzanne to collapse to the ground. The strength left her suddenly rubbery legs with the introduction of the added cunt explorer and she barely held herself upright. Nickie, despite her involvement with Suzanne's excitement, was only dimly aware of it. Her gaze was fixed almost hypnotically on what Bob and Lisa were doing.
Lisa was climbing to her feet, one hand still wrapped around Bob's thick erection. Her flesh was glistening with little beads of perspiration generated by the bout with stiff semi-conscious Jeremy.
Bob reached down to help her to her feet. But just as she straightened her legs, she lost her balance and nearly fell. He caught her, checking her fall, and helped her stand again-this time, with her back to him as it had been in the earlier triple-embrace.
His hands were again working at her beautiful breasts, fondling and caressing the masses of sensuous flesh. His fingers were zeroed in on the stiff, dark nipples, tweaking them and sending shudders of pleasure through her curvaceous young form.
"Ooooh, I want your cock in me so bad!" she groaned. She could feel the stiff, heavy weight of it trapped again in the tight furrow of her richly molded ass cheeks, throbbing and pulsing and raging with the thick, hot come she wanted pumped into her.
Bob encircled her waist from behind with one arm, while with his free hand placed gently at the back of her neck, he urged her to bend forward. She relaxed herself and leaned until her fingers touched the ground. She bent still farther and put her palms flat on the grass.
Slipping one foot between, her ankles, Bob spread her legs. He looked down at the splendid view of her reddish cunt hair and the thick, swollen lips, wet and ready there, waiting for his dick to be shoved into her. Her ass was hiked temptingly, invitingly into the air and her stance spread those creamy buttocks, exposing the puckered little ring of her anus to his excited eyes.
Seeing the nether entrance, he wondered what it would be like to…
Bob pushed that thought out of his head. She was hot, sure, but she might not be that hot and he might turn her off and be left with brightly glowing blue balls. He didn't want to chance that-not when she was such a choice cunt.
He took a half-step backwards so his cock could slip down from between her buttocks. Taking the thick penis in his fingers, he put the swollen, purplish head of it up against her gash and pressed forward.
Wet and lubricated as she was with want of his prick, and with the added slipperiness from the flood of fuck Jeremy had loosed into her, Bob's weapon was still large for her young twat. But she was determined to have it, pushed her ass back at him, trying to lever the steel hard penis into the entrance.
Bit by bit, inch by inch, her cunt gave way until the thick, rigid bar of his blood-gorged dick was moving into her. The head was slightly thicker than the stem and pressed into her hot tunnel like a ball of velvety steel being driven into a too-small elastic sleeve. The walls of her cunt gave way grudgingly before the head only to close tightly about the mastlike driving rod of his shaft behind the glans.
With a last grunt of exertion, he heaved the last fraction of an inch into her wet cunt. Bob bent back from the waist and looked down at the point of their joining appreciative of the sight of his stumpy penis buried totally inside of her, his dark, coarse pubic hair pressed against and mingling with her own red mat He could feel the walls of her vagina grasping every inch of his cock, holding and squeezing it, transmitting their heat to it.
"Uuuooh, Bob, I love that thick cock of yours," she murmured earnestly.
"Just like I love that hot, tight little cunt of yours, baby," he answered, twisting his hips so that his prick rotated within her.
Lisa responded with a gasp and bore down on her quim muscles. The stricture of Bob's ramrod dick increased and he had to fight to retain his self-control The intensity and unexpected suddenness of her pressure had nearly made him come before he was ready, on the spot-or in the spot.
Bob was incredibly-horny. He hadn't gotten any for almost three day's and he was used to getting it more often than that by a long shot. His balls were swollen with juice, ready to burst-and he wanted to savor every second of his coming.
Lisa was filled with the wonderful thickness of his member. Jeremy had pierced her more deeply, but Bob's dick was thick-so thick that it stretched her cunt walls for the length of the blood-gorged hardness. She was so tight around him that she thought she could feel the individual veins throbbing with blood, pulsating their heat back to the walls of her vagina, sending shivers of pleasure, excitement and anticipation of his come running through her. Suzanne, meantime, joyfully impaled on Nickie's two fingers, was rocking her hips back and forth so that her clit rubbed on Nickie's hand even as the two fingers rammed in and out of her cunt. The excitement of it was getting to Suzanne, and she knew she'd be coming before too much more time had passed.
Nickie, however, was too entranced with what she was watching to do more than distantly note the shudders of emphatic pleasure running through her own slender, girlish frame with each obsessed thrust of Bob's rigid dick into the hair-fringed gash of her older cousin.
Bob was skewering Lisa with hard, almost brutal thrusts. Her box was becoming accustomed to his thickness and each heave of his prick within her was widening, opening her vagina just a bit more until at last he was pistoning his dick freely into her.
She rocked her hips, rotating them, jerking them, abruptly squeezing her cunt muscles. Each action brought a harder, deeper jolt in her vitals as Bob answered with his own movements.
Suddenly he stopped-and began, instead, a side-to-side motion of his hips that made his dick do unusual things inside her quim, strange things that threatened to drive Lisa mad, completely out of her mind with pleasure.
In the dim light, Nickie watched, awe-struck, as their motions became frantic, desperate. Bob's movements became increasingly powerful as he suddenly reverted to basic, massive thrusts, each heave rocking Lisa forward, her knees bending slightly as she accepted his strength and pressed back in kind, seeking yet another penetration. He put his hands on her hips to steady himself and leaned back, bending from the waist-and cut loose.
His hips vibrating, his loins jabbing forward, Lisa's buttocks began to clench, the muscles relaxing and contracting as she felt the first waves of her third orgasm of the night beginning to rush inside her. Her little twat tightened still further about Bob's thick dick and the friction was rapidly approaching his limit.
But as before, her orgasm, rather than draining her, only intensified her hunger for cock Mumbling incoherent obscenities in her heat, Lisa redoubled her movements on the impaling member within her.
But Bob had watched her come twice with his friend-and he was determined to outdo Jeremy with the little nympho. Just at the maximum of one withdrawal of his heavy ram, he stopped. His grip tightened almost painfully on her hips, restraining her as she thrust herself frantically back towards him, trying to regain possession of more than the large glans that still throbbed inside her quim.
Lisa went into a frenzy. She tried to draw him back in, tempting his lusts by bearing down with maniacal strength on the muscles at the entrance of her cunt, tightening her grip around the flange behind the head of his cock so that it felt to Bob as if a noose was being drawn closed about it.
But he wouldn't relent.
Suddenly, he pulled his dick completely-out of her clinging wetness.
"Nooooo," she moaned. ‘P-please fuck me-g-give it to me!"
"Do you really want it?" he asked, teasing her with his tone as well as with the head of his cock-which he was rubbing up and down between the slick, glistening lips of her cunt.
"Yesssss!" she hissed.
"Tell me what you want," he barked, tightening his grip on her hips as she tried to turn. "No-don't try to trim around!"
"I-I want you to-to fuck me!" she half-sobbed. "Please give it to me!"
He pushed his cock forward again, the knob pressing just the least bit between the lips-then pulled back again. "How?" he demanded.
Lisa gasped. "W-with your thick c-cock! Please-now!"
"Are you sure you want me to fuck you with my thick cock?" he teased again.
She shook, sobbing.
"All right, cunt!" he snapped, half-growled it. "Take it!"
He placed the throbbing mass between the lips of her entrance.
"If you can handle it!"
With that, he heaved his hips forward, burying the length of his dick in her with a single stroke. Her cunt had tightened from his teasing and withdrawal, and when his prick crashed into her it was almost as if she had never held a man's member in that delightful chamber before.
Almost painfully, his cock was crammed into her sweltering quim. She cried out in ecstasy-an ecstasy that was heightened for her by the pain of his ramming. Her cry of anguished pleasure was clearly audible in the night as her slot was rent with such explosive, sudden force that it brought her fourth orgasm of the night.
Sob, determined as he was to outdo Jeremy's performance with her, knew that he couldn't hold much longer.
"All right," he rasped from-between clenched teeth, "I'm going to come in you and fill you up with spunk."
"Oh-oh-yes!"
"I'm gonna fill you up and burn you up with my come, bitch… Unh!" His cock began swelling and jerking, shooting his thick, heavy seed into her in long, feverish spurts.
Nickie became abruptly aware of Suzanne's own excitement. Her cousin's cunt was clutching at her impaling fingers with incredible strength.
"I-I'm coming, Nickie!" Suzanne gasped into her shell-like little ear. "Don't stop-make me come!"
Nickie obliged by stuffing a third finger into Suzanne's little twat, savoring the texture of the rich love juices sliming her working digits even as Suzanne's vaginal muscles wrenched at them. The slick secretions of Suzanne's honey-hole were covering her hand even as Suzanne's worked her hard little clit against Nickie's palm.
Nickie felt her own shorts and panties becoming still damper with excitement as she watched the lascivious scene before her and felt the arousal of her cousin beside her.
Lisa, meanwhile, was just coming down of her fourth peak when she felt Bob's orgasmic shudders blasting his frothy cream home into her. Again and again the tube running along the underside of his cock swelled and hopped inside her as the pent-up come in his balls found its release deep in her vitals. In her incredible arousal she could feel every spasm, every spurt, every drop of his heavy load splattering deep, deep into her innards.
Without warning, she went into the throes of her fifth and most intense orgasm of the night.
Her cunt gripping Bob's penis, her hips jerked at him, tugging at the length of his rod, milking the thick white seed from his aching balls.
She felt the strength slipping away from her legs. Her knees buckled and she began to sink forward, onto all fours. Bob, his cock still locked inside her clutching cunt, still spurting sperm, let himself come down forward with-her till he was on his knees behind her.
She kept going lower, lower, her arms and legs unwilling to support her weight. Lisa was finally prone on the soft, damp grass, her soft, sweet breasts and gently rounded stomach tickled by the individual blades even as the relative coolness of the damp green caused her to clench her tunnel still tighter on his bore.
To Bob, it was like being in a wet, warm, silky vise. His dick, still trapped within the exquisite stricture of her twat, gave one last, wrenching spurt. His balls jerked, squeezed to their utmost upward in his scrotum as one final shot was eked from them.
Lisa felt the final, urgent swelling of his prick inside her and began to lose consciousness as she finally started coming down from her fifth orgasm. All the strength seemed to drain out of her beautiful young body.
Bob let himself lie flat atop her soft warmth, his eyelids closing in blissful exhaustion.
Suzanne shuddered a last time and began to slip downward; so that Nickie bad to catch her with her free aim to prevent her oldest cousin from falling. "I've never seen anything like that!" Nickie declared softly. "Never." Her eyes held a faraway look, as if she were still seeing the threesome performing their sexual debaucheries.
Suzanne was rapidly pulling herself together. "She can really handle them," she admitted. She reached into her pocket and withdrew a crumpled wad of paper facial tissue and handed it to Nickie.
"Bob has such a thick thing," Nickie observed as she wiped the residue of Suzanne's juices from her hand.
"It's called a cock," Suzanne said, as if correcting her.
"Whatever you want to call it," Nickie insisted, "it's still so thick." She turned to face her cousin. "How can Lisa manage to take something so big inside of her? I mean, doesn't it hurt?"
Suzanne smiled at her sweet little cousin's naivetй as she took Nickie's hand and began leading her back to the brush-covered path that would take them home.
"Oh, it's not all that big," Suzanne said nonchalantly. "A little on the thick side, sure, but still-"
"It's the biggest one I've ever seen-in the flesh, that is," she corrected herself, remembering her brother's magazines. Then she began to giggle at her inadvertent pun. "In the flesh," she repeated. "Get it?"
Suzanne smiled a strange smile. "I wish I had gotten it," she responded. Then she suddenly leaned over and gave Nickie a peck on the cheek. "You were sweet to help me come back there," she explained. "Thanks very much."
Nickie blushed a little. "Oh, heck, I kind of liked it, myself. It makes me feel all warm and gushy to make people come like that."
They wandered deeper into the darkness of the shortcut path.
"Wouldn't something that big tear you apart, though?" she asked. "I mean, a young girl?"
"No, of course not," Suzanne answered. "Besides, Bob's isn't all that big. I've seen bigger."
"Have you ever, uh, you know-done it with a bigger one?" Nickie asked excitedly.
"You mean, ‘Have I ever lucked with,a bigger dick?'" Suzanne said pedantically. She felt an almost perverse need to corrupt her sweet young cousin till Nickie was more like herself. But she didn't answer the question. Instead, she halted their progress at the edge of her own backyard.
Nickie stopped beside her.
"Looks like Daddy's home and asleep already," Suzanne said. "All the lights are out."
"We'll have to be quiet," Nickie said. "If we wake him, he might see what a sopping wet mess we've made of our pants-and that could take some explaining.
Suzanne chuckled-and Nickie mistook it for agreement. In her own thoughts, though, Suzanne knew that her father wouldn't need any explanations.
He'd know, she thought. He'd know exactly what we've been up to. You just don't know my Dad, Nickie.
Holding some branches aside and letting Nickie precede her across the yard to the darkened house, Suzanne watched Nickie's pert little ass, gently molded and clearly outlined through the taut fabric of her short-shorts.
You don't know my Dad now, Nickie, but if I know my old man, you will get to know him. You'll get to know him a lot more thoroughly and a lot sooner than you ever dreamed you could.