"Oooohhhh!" Leanne screeched, feeling the bite of Rosie's hot finger, stabbing into her own shitter. But Jesus, it did feel kinda nice, once she got used to the frisky, frantic in and out!
She paid her friend back in kind, fingerfucking Rosie's hot little asshole while her tongue played in and out of the cunt, went up to kiss and slurp the clit, then back down to re-enter the yearning pussy. And the more she thought about it, the less she thought about what Mom and that asshole Jerry had done to her tonight.
Leanne heard the buzzing sound, but she thought it was just a whirring in her ears as the excitement built and blossomed. She learned differently when she felt the buzzing touch of the vibrator applied directly to the wet, raw crack of her cunt. Her eyes bugged out at the feel of the thing on her skin, but she was too far gone to say stop now. And besides, Rosie's hot tongue soothed and comforted her-so much that she hardly even blinked when she felt the tip of the vibrator penetrating her cunt.
Nothing artificial had ever been up her before. God, what she'd missed! The dildo had a presence she'd never felt from a real cock. It started as the thing pierced her cuntmouth and as the toy moved up her wet excited tunnel, the buzzing seemed to multiply a thousand fold. Her cuntal interior throbbed with energy and the walls of her pussy sheath were squeezing so tight she was half afraid the vibrator would break in two, deep within her hole.
She repaid Rosie by doubling up the speed of her tongue and finger work. She stabbed Rosie's asshole, she tongue-fucked Rosie's cunt, she drank the sloshy juices that oozed from her friend's hole, and she switched holes now and then, licking the ass while she finger-fucked the pussy, just to keep Rosie guessing what might happen next.
Meanwhile, her own cunt was full of the vibrator, and she was about to explode. Rosie was sucking her clit, fingering her asshole, and shoving the dildo as far up Leanne as it would go, then holding it in place to buzz the fuck out of her ovaries. It was almost Cum City!
Leanne exploded with a scream. Her pussy muscles contracted, and she literally fucked the vibrator out of her rippling hole, expelling it like an asshole might squirt out a fresh turd. She heard the pop, and then Rosie's mouth covered her cunt and resumed the hot sucking that had helped Leanne get to this point. Rosie's finger was buried up Leanne's shitter, and the tip wiggled madly deep inside.
Leanne kept on eating-she wasn't sure how: she managed. It must have been instinct alone that drove her tongue and finger in and out of Rosie's cunt and asshole. Leanne's orgasm raged and she moaned and licked and licked and moaned, and she squirmed like a beached fish atop her hot-bodied friend.
Rosie's climax wasn't as explosive as Leanne's, but there was no question that she had one. The juicy proof of it filled Leanne's sucking mouth, and the contraction of asshole around the girl's finger told her all she needed to know. Rosie's body throbbed beneath Leanne's, and the two girls moaned and humped until the bed shook, threatening to break under the weight of their orgasmic fuck-heaves.
They snuggled afterwards, a sheet covering their nestled, sweat-soaked bodies, their tits and thighs rubbing deliciously as they shared kisses and confidences in the dark.
Rosie nuzzled closer, pushing her chubby tits against Leanne's ribcage. Under the sheet she had her hand in Leanne's crotch, stroking and petting the moist, tingly labes of the pussy. "I love you so much," she sighed. "I'd eat shit for you, Leanne… "
"I'm sure I'd never ask you to," Leanne giggled. "God, that sounds like the stuff my mom and Jerry were talking about! Gross!"
"Wasn't that better than you ever had it with a guy?" Rosie demanded. "Wasn't it the fucking ultimate?"
"It was good," Leanne admitted, "but I don't think I'd say it was the best. Oh, Rosie, you should feel it when Jerry slides that big hard cock into your pussy! You'd throw your vibrator in the garbage. I swear it! But he's such a bastard… "
"He's a guy," Rosie said, "You're being redundant." She held Leanne closer. "Do we have to talk about him? Let's talk about us! All those years I wanted to do that to you, and now I get the chance, but the only thing you can do is piss and moan about that shithead Jerry!"
Leanne didn't answer. I want him back, she was thinking. The only problem is, how do I get him away from my own fucking mother? Chapter 6
"Jesus, honey, that's a pretty hard story to believe," Walt Murphy said. "I mean, it doesn't sound like anything your mom would do."
But, he told himself, it really did sound like Karen. The woman was a sex animal. She could wear a man out. Walt had been wondering who was pounding Karen now that he was out of the house. He couldn't imagine her going without it altogether, but he kinda had her pictured as doing a lot of dildo-riding, that cock-shaped tool she kept in her nightstand.
"You shoulda seen it, Walt," Leanne insisted. "It was horrible. Like all your worst nightmares come to life. Mom and my Jerry, rolling around naked, doing horrible disgusting things to each other… "
Walt looked at his stepdaughter. He wondered if the things she'd seen were disgusting because they nauseated her, or disgusting because it was her mom doing them and not Leanne herself. There was no way the kid could still be a virgin, Walt decided. Not with a face and body like hers.
"What hurt the most," Leanne went on, "was that he was cheating on me. Like, can you imagine anyone cheating on me?" She leaned back, taking a deep breath that made her tits lift invitingly under the thin tight top she wore. It was Spandex, and it molded to every curve and ripple of her tits, advertising the perpetual stiffness of her perky nipples, the perfect round-ness of her firm highset tits. She knew he was looking. How could he not look?
"I can't imagine it," Walt agreed. Jesus, the kid was something else! He'd never looked at her as anything but a stepdaughter during the three years he'd been married to her mother. He was no kid-molester. Besides, anyone married to Karen was too busy to do much thinking about other women. But now, with Karen nowhere in sight and Leanne literally looking good enough too eat, Walt Murphy found his thoughts straying to forbidden realms.
Leanne stretched out her long legs. She wore a very short skirt, with no stockings. Her legs were long and bare and inviting, and if she moved her knees one more time, he would certainly get a look at the crotch of her panties. Walt found himself wondering just what might be lurking inside those teenaged panties.
"Like, I thought he was happy with me," Leanne went on. "We had sex-not all the time, but often enough to keep us both satisfied, and I thought it was like, really good sex, too, you know? Jerry never had any complaints. Oh, Walt, am I shocking you? Do you still think of me as a little girl in pigtails or something?" She giggled. "I have grown up, you know!"
He gulped. He'd noticed. Leanne dazzled him with a smile and she leaned forward slightly, so that he had a clear shot down the low cut vee of her top. Sweat gleamed on the inner curves of her perfect tits.
"I can't go back home," Leanne went on. "Not with Mom and Jerry doing it to each other. I don't think I ever want to see either of them again. I spent last night with my friend Rosie, but I can't stay there either. She lives at home, and she doesn't have room for two. I don't have enough money to get an apartment. What I was thinking was-you being my stepfather and all, you know?-was maybe I could stay with you for a day or two while I'm trying to figure out what to do." And her eyebrows lifted hopefully. Was he going to take the bait?
"Uh, I don't have that much room either," Walt said. "This hotel room is home sweet home. I make sandwiches in what they call the kitchenette. I sleep on the bed, right over there. Except for the bathroom what you see is all there is. It would be kinda cramped, wouldn't it? Not that I wouldn't be glad to have you stay."
Leanne stood up. "I don't take up much space," she said, taking a step toward him, "and if you let me stay, we could get along much better than the average stepfather and stepdaughter, Walt."
He gasped as she sat down on his lap, her legs and arms enfolding him. She began to kiss his face and neck, her hands pulling open the front of his shirt and going inside to rub the hair-matted surface of his chest.
"I've always had kind of a crush on you, Walt," she said. It wasn't really true, but that didn't matter.
"You better get off me," Walt warned. "I won't be responsible for what might happen… "
Leanne squirmed down, rubbing her ass over the bulge in the front of his pants. He was getting stiff already. Hot damn! Who said she didn't have what it took to turn a guy on? Even if her own guy did find her goddamn mother more attractive for some reason?
She took one of Walt's hands and placed it on the front of her top. "Feel my tits," she whispered, "How firm, how ripe, how hot… my nipples are hard and my heart is beating a mile a minute. Oh, Walt, I feel so betrayed by what Mom and Jerry did. Can't you try and help me feel better? Show me that I still have some worth as a person?"
Her head angled back, and his mouth dominated hers. His hand went under the clinging tightness of the top and moved upward to cup a round hard tit. Leanne moaned into her stepfather's mouth as his fingers pinched excitedly on the pointed tip of her nipple. Under her ass she could feel his cock, growing harder with each beat of his heart.
He peeled the top upward, over her head, and the young girl relaxed bare-titted on her stepfather's lap. "Suck them, lick them," she invited. "That's what they're here for."
Hers weren't the first tits he'd ever sucked, she thought delightedly as he began to feast on them. Mmmm, he knew some lip-to-nipple tricks she hadn't experienced before, not even from Rosie last night. Her flesh was like plastic under his hands and mouth, and she moaned and sighed and shivered, feeding her tits into Walt's mouth.
"I shouldn't do this," he said huskily… "I'm not even divorced from your mother yet,"
"Does that make it incest?" she asked with a twinkle. "I know it makes it exciting… "
Leanne slid off her stepfather's lap, onto her knees. She looked up at him with a smile and put his hands atop her pointed tits. "Let me show you a couple of things I know, Daddy Walt," she giggled, reaching for his fly.
His cock came out of his pants, big and hard and thick and long. She eyed it with pleasure, licking her lips. He was bigger than Jerry, she was sure. And he was rigid with lust. For her!
Her tongue worshiped his hard prick. Walt strained and gasped and wriggled in the chair while Leanne went to work on him with her hands and her mouth. She sucked him in, taking him deep with breathy swallows. She washed him in her saliva. She sucked his cock-knob into her throat and moved her cheeks around his shaft in goldfish gulps. Smiling, she fucked Walt's cock in and out of her mouth, now sucking at just the tip, now gobbling him down to the nuts but always holding him in the warm wet grip of her hot lips, loving him with her frisky tongue.
"You little slut," Walt said, "are you doing this because you want to, or just to get back at your mother?"
Leanne looked up, her dark eyes big and serious. "Honestly, I started it because I wanted to get back at Mom. But the moment I tasted your juicy cock I knew I was doing it for me." She kissed the crown of his prick. "Okay?"
Walt stood up and he pulled Leanne to her feet. He crushed the young girl in his arms, bending her over backward while his hands explored the bared curves of her tits. He kissed her mouth, then dipped lower to take her nipples in his lips again. He bit and chewed into the firm young flesh, his drool flowing across Leanne's tits. She had a fistful of his cock and it thrilled her nearly as much as having him in her mouth.
He carried her over to the bed, stripping off her miniskirt before he laid her down. Under it, she wore only a pair of sheer skimpy bikini panties. Walt knelt before the teenager and kissed her pussy through the nylon of the filmy underpants. His tongue explored the line of her cunt-gash, pushing the panty material into the twitchy cuntal trench. Then he pulled the panties down and applied his mouth to her bare pussy.
Leanne sank back onto the bed, her legs handing over the side. They were open, her cunt visible, displayed. Walt climbed up into her crotch, eating furiously, his tongue and fingers combining to arouse the hot pussy of his excited stepdaughter.
"Do I taste better than Mom?" she asked in a cute but definitely bitchy tone. "Am I a hot babe, or what?"
"You're a hot babe, all right," Walt agreed, standing up. He took off his shirt. His body was hairier than Leanne remembered. Fucking him would be like fucking a bear. She cupped her tits, aching to feel the nipples rubbing his hairy chest.
Walt slid down his pants, and his big hard cock lifted up and out. Leanne looked up at it, remembering how it had tasted.