Sheila Davis smoothed her hands down over her silken sides and rested them on her naked hips, smiling seductively and admiring herself in her full-length mirror. She felt silly standing there all alone in her bedroom and practicing the comely smile that she had steadfastly refused to use on a man for three miserable and fuckless years, but she had been seized by the urge to see herself at her luscious best again, and the urge had been much too powerful to resist.
Sheila had managed somehow to cram her huge tits into a tiny bikini top, although the overflow of yielding tit-flesh was almost obscene. She had left her bottom off, not that the skimpy garment would have covered much of her beautiful ass anyway. She felt seductive as she stood there half naked, her tits barely covered, looking at her furry dark-haired cunt. She shook her head and tossed her long soft black hair until it fell over her naked shoulders and cascaded over her barely-covered bulging breasts.
Sheila was amazed to discover that her sensuality seemed to be coming to life again after three years of no cock. She knew what had triggered her sudden reawakening. Her sixteen-year-old son Terry was with her again after a three-year absence, and it was he who had caused the itch of lust to stir her pussy.
Sheila had felt herself coming to life again after such a long and restless sleep the moment she had seen her son striding down the ramp at the airport three weeks earlier. She felt herself being slowly consumed by the intense heat of her naked lust for her son.
As much as Sheila hated to admit it, she knew deep down inside her that she was wildly in love with her handsome young son. She knew how dirty and depraved her love for him was, knew perfectly well that her love for the boy went far beyond a mother's natural love for her only child. Her pussy positively blazed with passion for the boy.
Sheila always felt dizzy whenever he was near her. At times she could hardly breathe when he paraded around the beach house in various degrees of undress. She had almost fainted on several occasions when he had flashed his cunt-melting young grin at her.
Sheila had caught herself staring at the big soft-looking bulge of Terry's crotch the moment she had seen him leave the plane at the airport, and had been immediately filled with shame at her lewd behavior.
So far she knew that Terry hadn't noticed her ogling at his cock. He was so tall, so muscular, so handsome, and he moved with such controlled power that she felt her cunt warming whenever he was near her.
Sheila had lived without a man, and without her son, for far too long, but it had been necessary under the circumstances, and she somehow knew that Terry understood and forgave her for his three years without a mother.
Sheila had been too unstable after her stormy divorce from her husband Blake to devote to her son the time and attention she had known Terry would need at such a sensitive time in his life.
At the urging of friends and relatives, she had sent Terry off to the Bradford School for Boys for three years. Terry had grown to young manhood in the three years at Bradford. She had given them a sensitive and confused thirteen-year-old boy and they had returned a young stud in his place. At sixteen he was the perfect image of his father, whom Sheila still loved in spite of herself. She was filled now with the urge to mother the child she had missed for so long.
She saw in the boy all of Blake's good qualities and none of the bad. He had Blake's boldness, but not the cruel streak that had gone with it. Her son knew how to flash his boyish grin and make a girl's heart flutter, and he knew that if he could make a girl's heart flutter he could make her cunt flutter too. Blake had had that same cunt-warming grin, but had used it far too often on far too many other women.
Sheila had had ample opportunity to observe her son's way with girls. In the three weeks since he had been home he had already managed to sweep a beautiful young girl off her feet and into his arms. Sheila knew that Bradford was an extremely liberal school, so liberal in fact that it was often the object of heated social criticism.
Of course she had no idea what sexual liberties the male students at Bradford actually took with the girls at Carleton, an all-girl institution only a stone's throw from Bradford, but she did know that those liberties had been taken often enough to teach her son more than the fundamentals of fucking. She knew these things because she had watched Terry putting into practice the things he had learned in his three years at Bradford.
She had watched her son fucking on the beach!
She flushed when she thought about how dirty her spying was. But she hadn't been able to resist watching Terry and his girl friend Wendy on the sandy beach. She had been spying on them for several days now, and the more she watched the hotter her lust for her son had become.
As she stood before her mirror and admired her naked form, she began to realize that Wendy really wasn't any more attractive than she was, although the girl was sixteen and Sheila was thirty-six. The years had been good to Sheila, at least physically. She still had what it took to excite men. She still had the huge free-flowing tits that her husband had loved to lift and fondle so lustily. She still had the gently sloping thighs that hid the fuzzy nest of her fragrant and responsive cunt, the thighs that Blake had loved to stroke, the cunt that he had loved to fuck.
She had everything it took to captivate a man, if only she could bring herself to try again after such a painful divorce experience.
When she thought of the joys she had experienced in Blake's bed, her cunt began to moisten between her slightly spread legs. She had to have cock now! She had to feel something rubbing against her clit and the tender lips of her pussy! She had to have something in her cunt, even if it was her own fingers!
She held her breath and reached down between her long lithe legs, stroking the mound of her cunt. She felt her pussy tingling inside as her fingertips stimulated the sensitive flesh. Her cunt began to twitch as her fingers played over her pussy-flesh.
She had to see Terry and Wendy! She couldn't wait another minute. She ran to her dresser and removed the binoculars she had been using for her spying, still pressing the fingers of one hand against her moistening cuntlips. Hardly able to breathe, she ran into the living room and sat herself on the sofa in front of her huge picture window. The view of the ocean was always breathtaking, but now her breath was taken away by a wilder and even more awe-inspiring sight. She had found them!
Sheila had known just about where to point her binoculars.
Terry and Wendy usually fucked in the same spot on a big bright orange beach blanket, which was easy enough to find on the white sand of the beach. Sheila's beach house was far enough away from the other houses in the area to afford Terry and Wendy enough privacy for their hot-fucking activities, although she somehow got the impression that privacy was the farthest thing from their horny minds.
Wendy was a hot-assed little cunt, and Sheila knew it. Sheila was a bit jealous of her too, although she tried to hide her true feelings. She writhed when she considered how Wendy was monopolizing Terry's time, but she endured the agony for the sake of her son. Wendy was a nice enough girl, she knew, if only Terry wouldn't spend so much of his time with her.
Wendy was on vacation and was staying at her Aunt Sally's place, although she seemed to be staying with Sheila and Terry as much as with her aunt. But even though her feelings about Wendy were mixed, Sheila had to admit that she gave her the opportunity to stroke her sweet cunt leisurely while she watched her son in action.
Sheila curled her naked legs beneath her ass and reached between them, sticking her finger all the way up her cunt and finger-fucking herself slowly. She stared wide-eyed at the youngsters fucking on the beach. She was so excited that she had trouble steadying the high-powered binoculars in her trembling hand.
"Okay, Wendy baby, here we are on the beach with nobody in sight. The sun's hot and so are my fuckin' balls. So how's about givin' my old cock a good suck?" Terry grinned at Wendy, his blue eyes glittering.
"You make it sound so romantic!" Wendy sniffed, her hand dropping on the huge bulge that swelled beneath her boy friend's tight trunks.
"Romantic my ass! Cut the talkin' and suck me off!" Terry said, scooting closer to this beautiful blonde chick and spreading his muscular legs to give her a better view of his swelling crotch.
"Aren't you bold!" Wendy gasped in feigned shock and amazement, removing her hand from Terry's cock-bulge and sitting up primly. She shook her pretty blonde head. "And what makes you think that a refined lady like me would do such a dirty thing for a nasty boy like you?"
"Oh shit, Wendy, I dunno. I just guessed from the way you were grabbin' my balls out there in the water you might like a taste of the old cock. Come to think of it, Miss Wendy, you've been feelin' my cock and balls through my trunks all day! Of course if you don't want to…" Terry smiled, rolling over on his stomach and waiting for tile hot-assed chick's predictable reaction.
"Don't be so hasty, darling!" Wendy smiled, her beautiful blue eyes sparkling. "I might take a little taste of your nasty cock, just a little taste of it mind you!" She laughed, falling beside her sixteen-year-old stud and kissing him on the cheek.
"Aw shucks, Miss Wendy, you know I can't give y'all just a little taste of prick. My cock's too damn big for just a little taste! I wouldn't wanna choke you with it, and I wouldn't want you to do anything you'd be ashamed of later, Miss Wendy," Terry teased, turning his face away from her. "I'll just beat off and shoot the stuff into this here beach towel."
Terry reached inside his tight trunks and grabbed his stiff prick, bucking his lean young ass against the towel for a moment or two.
"Oh no you won't, Terry Davis! Stop that this minute! We just can't have you wasting that delicious sperm of yours! I'm starving! Roll over and let me eat you all up!" she giggled.
"Naw, Miss Wendy, I… I respect you too much now!" Terry grinned.
"Oh please, Terry! Please let me suck your cock! I beg you! Let me eat your delicious dick!" she said dramatically, on her knees in the sand, her eyes closed beseechingly.
"Well, if you insist, Miss Wendy. I can't stand to see a girl beg."
Terry smiled, starting to roll over on his back again but changing his mind at the last minute. "Y'know, Miss Wendy, I think I deserve more than just a suck job now, after all that teasin' I mean. You cockteasers make a guy kinda tense, y'know what I mean? So how's about a nice massage to loosen me up a little?"
"Anything you say, Terry! Anything at all!" Wendy smiled, throwing her long lithe legs over Terry's muscular back, straddling him like a stallion.
When Terry felt Wendy's silken hands on his naked shoulders, he knew that he was in for one hell of an afternoon. Wendy had the warmest, softest hands he had ever felt on his naked body, and he had felt a good many hands. In fact, Wendy had to be the warmest chick he had ever known, and the most eager to fuck and suck.
She kneaded his tense muscles for him. Wendy knew exactly how to turn a guy on and keep him turned on until they both flashed off in the craziest orgasms imaginable, and it was just the kind of knowledge that Terry appreciated in a chick.
He had met Wendy the first day of his stay with his mother. Meeting his mother hadn't been the easiest thing for him, or, he realized, for his mother. He had expected some confusion of feelings when he saw her for the first time, but he had expected nothing like the strange and totally unexpected mixture of love and sexual excitement that had filled him that day. He had actually been wildly turned on by his mother! He still felt strange when he thought about it.
He hadn't recognized his mother standing there in the airport waiting for him with open arms. When he had realized that the dark and beautiful woman was his mother, he had almost pissed in his pants. She was infinitely more beautiful than he remembered her, a tall, smooth, cool-looking beauty with dark eyes that seemed to smolder with controlled sexuality.
Terry had almost gotten a hard-on right there in the airport, and things had gone equally badly for him all that day.
Terry had wanted to get away from his mother and the relatives and friends who had turned out to greet him that day. He had needed time to get away by himself and think things over. He had been lucky enough to find Wendy walking along the beach in the sunset.
He had made idle conversation with the luscious young blonde for a few minutes and had been amazed at her easy responsiveness. She had seemed totally open, totally free to communicate with him. She was just the kind of girl he had always wanted, just the kind of girl he had dreamed about at Bradford, and she had taken his mind off the lust that his sexy mother had kindled inside him. Before long the two sixteen-year-olds had become great friends, and great lovers.
Terry had fucked her that same night, after making excuses with the family. It had been one wild night on the beach, fucking in the moonlight with the sound of the surf pounding steadily in their ears, pounding as steadily as Terry's cock went in and out of Wendy's sucking cunt.
He had been fucking her every day since, sneaking out of the house every chance he got, putting the cock to the luscious beauty at any time of the day or night.
Wendy had no trouble finding the time to spread her legs for him. All she had to do was tell her aunt that she had a date. Her aunt understood exactly what she was doing when she went for those long walks on the beach and accepted her sexual activities as a perfectly healthy way to spend the summer.
Terry wasn't sure that his mother would understand his sexual freedom. He hated slipping away under ridiculously false pretenses and meeting Wendy secretly on the beach. Recently, he had introduced his girl friend to his mother, but he still hadn't been able to tell her his true feelings for her.
"Does that feel better, Terry?" Terry heard Wendy ask sweetly.
"Uh… yeah, baby, that feels great," he said, brought back suddenly by the sound of his girl's voice.
"That doesn't sound very convincing, Terry," Wendy said, moving her hands over Terry's back and squeezing his heavy muscles lovingly.
"Aw shit, Wendy, I'm sorry. Hell, baby, I was just thinkin' about somethin'," Terry said.
"We can't have you thinking too much, Terry. I want you to let your mind go free and enjoy this little massage," Wendy said, her hands on Terry's asscheeks now, squeezing his flesh through the tight material of his damp swim trunks.
When Terry felt Wendy sneaking her fingers inside the waistband of his trunks, he forgot his problems with his mother and abandoned himself to the wild thrills that free-fucking Wendy inspired in him.
His cock was hard already and had been for a long time, most of the afternoon in fact. She had been grabbing his crotch playfully all afternoon, and he had been grabbing at her silken titties at every opportunity. Her tits were barely covered by the tight little pink bikini top she wore. Terry liked nothing better than the feel of wet tit-flesh in his strong young hands, and Wendy had plenty of tit-flesh to feel.
But now it was Wendy's turn to work Terry into a hot frenzy, and Terry felt his body responding.
He sighed when he felt the girl's eager fingers moving beneath his tight trunks. His cock was almost sticking out through the leg of his trunks. His balls were painfully cramped by his big swollen cock. He could feel slippery droplets of pre-cum oozing out of his prick and wetting the inside of his tight trunks.
She was driving him nuts with her expert manipulations, and she hadn't even started yet.
"Why don't we get rid of these silly trunks, Terry? I never did like brown trunks. There, that's much better. I like pink, Terry. You're as pink as a baby down there, lover." Wendy smiled, her eyes widening, her heart fluttering as she slowly skinned his trunks down over his ass.
Terry lifted up his hips and helped her expose the cheeks of his ass.
The free-fucking chick managed to expose her lover's ass without uncovering the front of his body. He wanted desperately to let his cock free from its painful confinement, wanted desperately to feel Wendy's fingers moving over it, wanted desperately to feel his balls squirming in her eager young hands.
His cock jerked when she ran her incredibly soft warm hands over the exposed cheeks of his hard young ass. He felt shivers race up and down his spine when she ran her fingers up and down the crack of his ass, felt a tension building deep down in his balls when she dipped her hand down between his legs and tickled his scrotum.
"Hey, Wendy, that's the greatest, but there's somethin' on the other side of me that's kinda tense too. How about workin' on my other side for a while?" Terry reached up behind him without turning over and grabbed one of Wendy's barely concealed tits.
"How could I resist, Terry?" the hot-assed chick smiled, thrilling to the feel of her lover's strong hand on her big tittie.
Terry rolled over on his back and put his hands behind his head, spreading his long muscular legs and opening his crotch to Wendy's gaze. He watched Wendy reach down and grab a handful of cock through his thin trunks. Every muscle in his young body tensed uncontrollably when he felt her gentle fingers wrap around his hard prick.
He sucked in his breath when he saw her reaching beneath his tight waistband and tugging until his trunks were down to his knees. His cock ached terribly, dripping pre-seminal fluid and throbbing wildly between his legs. His balls felt as if they were on fire, burning deep down inside with hot lust for Wendy. She was driving him crazy and she knew it.
"Ummmmmmm! Delicious, Terry! What a cock you have! And such huge balls! You really are a stud, Terry. I'll bet you'd like me to take this huge prick in my little mouth and suck the cum right out of it, wouldn't you, Terry? Is that why you're so tense, darling?" Wendy smiled seductively, moving both of her silken hands up and down Terry's dripping erection.
"Yeah, baby! I want that mouth on my cock! You bet your sweet ass I want it! Suck that fucker! Gimme some real sweet head, Wendy!" Terry rasped, gasping when the horny chick grabbed his balls and tugged on them hard enough to cause him a little pain.
"Do you like that too? Do you like having your big fat balls squeezed, stud?" Wendy hissed, growing wilder and wilder by the second as she manipulated Terry's prick and balls.
"Yeah, I like it fine! Damn right I like it, baby! But don't pull those fuckers off!" Terry gritted his teeth as she continued to pull on his sperm-swollen balls.
"Pull them off? I wouldn't do a thing like that, lover! I wouldn't be able to drink that delicious cum of yours if I pulled your balls off! I'll be more gentle, Terry! How's this?" Wendy giggled, stroking Terry's tight balls with the tips of her sensitive fingers.
"Go down on it now, Wendy! You get me hotter'n hell! Give it a good long suck!" Terry growled deep in his throat. "Suck that fuckin' cock! Suck it, baby!"
Terry felt Wendy's long blonde hair falling over his naked thighs as she bent over his aching erection and pursed her pretty lips. He shivered when she grabbed the aching shaft of his bloated cock and held it straight up away from his hard young body. He trembled deep down inside when he felt her warm moist breath against the shiny hard head of his prick. He sucked in his breath when he felt her wet lips touch the lips of his swollen cock-head.
He felt his body jerk when Wendy plunged her pretty head down all the way to the wiry hair of his curly dark groin. She sucked his entire nine inches of prick all the way down her sucking throat, running her tongue around the head of it until it was too far down inside her oral channel. She scraped her teeth against the skin on the hard shaft of his cock, nibbling gently on his plug of meat, making red marks on the skin of his dripping cock. She tickled the base of his cock with the end of her tongue when she had swallowed him, flicking her tongue out and tickling his balls.
Wendy loved to feel his responses, loved to feel his hard young muscles tensing, loved to feel his cock jerking in her face, loved to feel his balls tightening against her tongue. She knew how powerfully she was affecting Terry.
"Oh yeah! Suck my cock! Suck my hot aching cock! Eat it! Eat my cock! You're the greatest, Wendy baby, the fuckin' greatest! Keep suckin' that thing! Keep eatin' my meat!" Terry gasped, his breathing shallow and fast.
Wendy reached down between her kneeling legs and began pressing her warm fingers against her cuntmound, slowly stimulating her delicious blonde cunt. Her bikini bottom was already wet at the crotch, wet with the free-flowing juices her stud's cock was causing to flow between her legs. The more she sucked Terry's prick the more her cunt flowed with sweet musky moisture. Her mouth watered as much as her twat, her saliva dribbling down the impaled shaft of Terry's huge prick. The girl's cunt was blazing, itching, twitching with excitement and unbridled lust.
Terry noticed that Wendy's fingers were working between her luscious legs, scratching at the thin material of her bikini, stimulating her hot pussy.
The more he thought about that hot pussy the more he hungered for it. The more he thought about her warm moist cunt and the delicious taste of her pussy the more he longed to bury his face between her legs and eat her feminine morsel. He had to have her. He had to suck her cunt!
"Oh, baby! Baby! You gotta let me eat you! I gotta suck your cunt!" Terry rasped, putting his hands on Wendy's cheeks and raising her beautiful blonde head off his aching rod.
"Yesssssss! Eat my cunt! Lick me! Suck me until I come! Please, Terry! Please do it to me! Please lick me there! Now! Oh yes! Take me! Take me!"
Wendy's eyes were glittering with lust, her lips wet with saliva and Terry's pre-seminal fluid.
Terry struggled to his feet and kicked off his trunks and sandals. His hard cock jutted up from his hairy groin, the head of it swollen and glistening in the hot sun. He grinned down at Wendy as she eased herself into position on the bright orange beach towel.
She smiled wickedly and lay back, her eyes half open, her legs slightly parted, her hands on her tits. Terry knew that she would do anything in the world to please him, and he knew that he would do the same for her.
"You're beautiful, Wendy! Goddamn you're beautiful! Better than any of those chicks at Carleton!" Terry said, reaching down and grabbing his rigid dick.
"We learned a few things at St. Anne's too, Terry! I must say you're much better than any of the boys at Anderson College," Wendy smiled.
"Did you fuck a lot there, Wendy?" Terry asked, stroking his hard cock at a leisurely pace, making wet sucking sounds as his hand went up and down over the big flange of his cockhead.
"I fucked every night, Terry. But you're the best. You're the very best. Your cock is so huge! And besides, darling, you're kind of cute." She smiled playfully.
"You're kinda cute too, Wendy, especially between those legs. Let me get that bikini off, Wendy. Gotta have your pussy! Gotta have it!" Terry said, kneeling between his girl's lovely legs and helping her off with her flimsy garment.
Wendy arched her back slightly, thrusting her slender pelvis out and up, letting him expose her pussy to the warming rays of the sun. While he was uncovering her pussy, she reached behind her slender back and unfastened the strap of her bikini top. Her tits seemed to burst out of her top when she unfastened it, as if they had been crammed into the garment like bulging balloons. When she was naked and glowing in the sunlight, she flashed Terry a cockteaser's smile and offered herself to him with a nasty wink.
When he had thrown her bikini aside, Terry grabbed Wendy's honey-tanned tits and began squeezing them lovingly. He had never seen such beautiful tits on a chick, except in some of his dirty magazines. Every time he stared at the huge piles of perfectly formed tits he felt dizzy with excitement.
He squeezed and squeezed her yielding tit-flesh until he heard her soft moans of passion. Her little nipples hardened immediately. He took them between his fingertips and pinched the hard little points until he knew that they tingled inside her, pinched them until she began to cry softly in the depths of her passion.
"Oh Terry, it's so beautiful being here with you! You make me feel so… so hot and wild! Yes, darling. Pinch my titties! Play with my tits! Oh God! God! You're so strong and handsome!" Wendy raised up off the towel and wrapped her arms around Terry.
"You're somethin' else, baby! Jesus Christ you're hot! You drive me nuts!" Terry growled as he felt Wendy's big tits crushing against his smooth hard chest.
Terry fell on Wendy and began kissing her naked flesh from head to toe. He pressed his hot lips against Wendy's and sucked gently, sneaking his tongue inside her mouth and tickling her gums. Wendy responded in kind, exploring Terry's mouth and making his flesh tingle more and more by the second.
Then he began tasting the satin flesh of her long golden-tanned throat, licking and kissing from her chin all the way down to her deep cleavage. He tickled the flesh of her huge tits with his tongue-tip while she moaned softly with pleasure. He traced the free-flowing curves of her naked tits with his tongue, flicking the tip over the hard points of her nipples, taking them into his mouth and sucking on them until she squirmed.
"You don't know… how… how wonderful that makes me feel…" Wendy cried softly. "I just love having my tits sucked!"
Terry made wet slurping sounds as he licked and sucked Wendy's hot tits. Her tit-peaks were incredibly hard now, excited wildly by Terry's tongue and the constant scraping of his teeth against them. He wanted to go on sucking her tits forever, but he also wanted to taste the creamy flesh of her delicious cunt, and his lust for cunt won out over his hunger for her tits.
Wendy seemed almost disappointed when Terry stopped sucking her tit-peaks and began moving down over her silken belly. Then she forgave him for leaving her to pinch her own nipples. She cried deep down inside her when she felt his wet warm lips traveling over her slightly curved belly, moaned when she felt his tongue snaking around her belly button, groaned when she felt his nose pressing against the light blonde down of her love-nest.
Wendy's cunt was wet and wild inside, twitching and tingling with uncontrollable lust. She thrilled to the feel of his strong hands on her naked flesh, thrilled to the knowledge that his big hard cock was ready and waiting to be plunged deep into her steaming pussy.
"What a pussy! What a fucking pussy!" Terry gasped as his lips grazed the mound of her fragrant cunt.
Terry rubbed his nose around in Wendy's light golden pubic hair until she began to squirm. He began flicking out his tongue and tickling the feminine flesh between the lovely girl's spread legs. His tongue slowly traveled down toward the raggedy lips of her luscious pussy. He could taste the musky dew of her cunt on the tip of his tongue even before he touched the lips of her cunt. He went slowly at his cuntlapping, teasing the horny chick until she went wild.
"Yes! Suck me! Suck my pussy! Please! Please, Terry! Eat me out! Suck my pussy! Lick my cuntlips! Suck me until I come! Please! I need your lips on my twat! I need your tongue inside me!" Wendy cried, her eyes closed, her head shaking back and forth, her pussy blazing.
"I'm gonna eat you all right, baby! I'm gonna suck your pussy and then you know what I'm gonna do?" Terry rasped.
"What?" Wendy hissed.
"I'm gonna shove this fuckin' cock inside you so far you're gonna feel it in your throat!"
"Oh yes! Yesssssss! Give it to me! Suck me and fuck me! I need it! I need it all!"
Terry suddenly pressed his face against the musky flesh of the girl's creamy cunt and drove his tongue deep inside her cunt-hole. He began wiggling his tongue inside her pussy, making the lips of her cunt jiggle and tingle with passion. His tongue corkscrewed inside Wendy's cunt, making it flow with moisture.
"Oh Jesus! Move your tongue inside me, Terry! Oh Terry! Terry! Fuck me with your tongue! I… I can't stand much more of this! I think I'll come in another minute! Suck me! Suck my cunt! Make me flash, Terry! Make my cunt flash! I love you, darling! Eat my pussy! Don't ever stop sucking it!" Wendy cried, at the height of her fuck-frenzy.
Terry was hot and wild now as Wendy was. His hard cock was jerking up against his flat belly, wetting his skin with pre-cum. His balls ached for the luscious free-fucking beauty.
He began licking and sucking her blazing clit, flicking his wet tongue over the bud of swollen flesh. He heard her moan as her orgasm built up within her, charging her cunt with sexual electricity. The wet slurping sounds his lips made as they tugged at her clit were like music to young Terry's ears. He thirstily lapped up the cuntjuice that the willing girl's pussy poured forth for him.
"Put it in me, Terry! I need your cock now, lover! Please! Please shove that big beautiful cock right up my cunt! Oh God! I need that cock! Fuck me with it, darling! Fuck me until I see stars! Come in my cunt! Shoot me full of sperm! I want your balls banging against my asshole, Terry! Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast! Hurry! Hurry!" Wendy's cunt was twitching wildly inside, her legs shaking, her belly quivering.
"You're gonna get it, Wendy! You're gonna get every Goddamn hard inch of my cock! Hold on, Wendy! Here it comes!"
Terry slid forward over the spread-legged girl's naked body and rubbed his aching erection against the blonde hair of her sweet pussy. Before long her pussy-hair was wet with his slippery oozings.
Terry sucked in his breath when Wendy reached down boldly between his muscular legs and grabbed the hard shaft of his cock.
"Yeah! Yeah! Put it in for me, baby! Right between the lips of that nice hot twat! Suck it in there!" Terry gasped as Wendy's soft fingers fluttered over the head of his dripping dick.
When Wendy had positioned Terry's cock between the raggedy lips of her steaming cunt, she threw her long arms lovingly around his back and held him to her. She cried out in pleasure-pain when she felt his huge nine-inch cock plunge into her sucking pussy in one mighty thrust.
"Oh shit! Work that pussy! Take my cock all the fuckin' way, baby!" Terry growled as he rammed his prick home.
Terry had wanted to be gentle, but the force of his lust was too much for him this time. He knew that his sudden impaling of her juicy pussy had to be causing her some pain, but he knew somehow that she would endure it for the sake of her hot lust and the wild fucking to come. He closed his eyes and rammed his cock into her pussy with great force, making her cry with passion.
"Oh God! It hurts! It's beautiful! Fuck me, lover! Fill my pussy! Drive it into my sucking cunt! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeee!" Wendy cried, her legs wrapping around Terry's waist.
Terry needed no second invitation to fuck the piss out of her. He flexed the hard muscles of his naked ass and drove his cock deep into her cunt-hole. He felt her wet warm twat muscles working against the impaled shaft of his cock, seeming to milk his cum right out of his balls. He held himself over Wendy and began fucking her with a frenzy, making her body shake every time his cock pounded into her cunt. He felt her tit-peaks scraping against the hard muscles of his chest as she raised herself up off the beach towel and joined him in his fast fucking movements. He felt her cunt grinding against his cock as she gyrated her pelvis against his groin. His cock was buried in her all the way to the root. His loosely hanging balls slapped against her crotch each time he punched his cock into her.
Both hot-assed sixteen-year-olds were breathing harder and harder now that their fuck was in full swing. Sweat began to glisten on Terry's heaving chest as he fucked the living daylights out of Wendy. He knew that he couldn't stand any more of such wild-fucking activity without blasting a load of sperm into Wendy's sucking gash. He knew that she was ready for her orgasm and willing to take his heavy wad deep into her cunt. His balls were ready to explode at any second.
"I'm gonna come, baby! I'm gonna come in your fucking cunt! I'm gonna shoot you so full of sperm that you're gonna taste it in your mouth! You ready? YOU READY!?"
"God yes! Yessssss! Oh shit! Fuck me, Terry! Shoot your cum into my belly! I want to feel it shooting inside me! I'm coming too! I'm going to flash-off right now!"
Terry suddenly redoubled his fucking pace and rammed his cock into Wendy's cunt with frantic speed and force. He felt his balls tensing suddenly, felt his cock swell to great proportions as his orgasm built to a ball-busting climax. He knew that Wendy could feel his cock swelling inside her, knew that she could feel it jerking up against her inner walls. He could feel her pussy grasping his cock with tremendous force as her orgasm neared its flash point.
"I'm coming! Coming!" Wendy cried in a high-pitched squeal of pleasure.
Terry grunted like an animal when his balls erupted. He fell on Wendy and breathed heavily as his cum shot into her sucking cunt, filling her inner channel with rivers of thick sperm. His balls gathered together in a tense knot as they discharged their load of spunk into the luscious sixteen-year-olds seething pussy.
Wendy felt the powerful sensations of her wild climax. She felt what seemed like rivers of cum flowing inside her belly. She felt her cunt grasping Terry's hard cock and then relaxing suddenly when she felt his cum shooting inside her. She thought Terry would never stop shooting his sperm into her. Blast after blast of the stuff shot against the wet inner walls of her pussy, filling her up with soothing balm. She could feel his cum dribbling out of her seething twat, running down the shaft of his still-hard cock and dripping from her rubbery cuntlips.
"Oh Terry! Terry! You make me feel so good! I've never had a fucker like you!"
Terry had never enjoyed a fuck as much in his life, and he had had plenty of fucks in his three years at Bradford. He enjoyed each fuck with the beautiful Wendy more than the last. He expressed his appreciation for her by planting soft loving kisses all over her naked body, licking and caressing her gently as she lay there in the summer sun, his sperm dribbling from her cunt.
"I'll never get enough of your cunt, baby. You've got the hottest cunt in the world, Wendy!" Terry sighed as he licked his sperm out of her wet hole.
"Your cock would make any woman's cunt hot, Terry!" Wendy gasped as she felt his eager tongue lapping thirstily at her pussy.
"There's no woman as hot as you!" Terry said.
Little did Terry know that his mother's pussy was blazing at that moment with a fire to match the inferno that raged in Wendy's cunt.
Sheila had been finger-fucking herself while she watched the teenagers on the beach through her binoculars. She had worked her free-flowing pussy juice into a musky froth by rubbing her knuckles against the creamy flesh of her cunt, jabbing her middle finger in and out of her cunt-hole from time to time, imagining that it was her son's hard young prick that fucked in and out of her cunt.
She was ashamed of her raging lust, but there was nothing to do now but flash off and abandon herself to her desires. She hated Wendy and loved her at the same time, hated her for having the one thing she wanted more than anything else in the world, loved her for bringing her son such ball-stirring pleasure.
By the time the two horny fuckers had climaxed together, Sheila had gone wild inside. Her lust for her son, and perhaps even for seductive little Wendy, had stirred her up. She knew how wrong it all was, knew how depraved it was to spy on her son and his girl friend while they fucked and sucked on the beach, but she was beyond control now.
Her mind was filled with images of her son standing before her with his hard cock jerking out in front of him, presenting his prick for her inspection. She imagined herself reaching out and fondling his cock and balls, imagined herself bending toward it and licking the slippery head of his prick while he smiled down at her. She imagined herself falling on her back on the floor and spreading her legs, inviting her sixteen-year-old son to shove his cock into her cunt.
Sheila dropped her binoculars on the floor when she saw her son and Wendy stroke each other gently after their orgasmic release. She had to bring herself off while the images of her horny son were still dancing in her lusty mind. She sat on the edge of the sofa and spread her long naked legs.
Her tits strained at the thin material of her bikini top. She pulled her cuntlips apart, spreading her pussy open, staring into her own musky cunt-hole and wishing she had a cock stuck all the way inside her.
She rubbed her clit with her thumb, massaging the hard little bud until she could feel the hot surging of her climax. Her pussy was wet with cunt-honey. She dipped her finger into her free-flowing pussy and raised it to her lips, tasting her cuntjuice, wishing that it could be her son's tongue that caught the moisture from her cunt.
If she could only fuck her son! But it was too depraved! It was impossible, taboo, outrageous! And yet she thought she might die of lust for the boy.
She began rubbing her cunt with the palm of her hand, rubbing harder and harder, making wet slurping sounds as her hand rubbed over her juicy twat. Her legs shook. Her tits tingled. Her orgasm flashed through her horny body.
"Oh God! I'm coming! Terry! Terry! You're… you're making me come! My own son is making me come! Come! Oh God!" She screamed as her pussy seemed to melt.
Sheila almost fell off the sofa. She felt nothing now but physical peace. There was not a worry in her head, not a sound except the constant crashing of the surf outside her window.
Terry and Wendy were feeling a similar sense of peace as they lay together in the sand.