Teri was having the, time of her life up at the lake. She was quite surprised to find that Brad's mother was such a good sport. She could run the boat every bit as well as her son, and she performed even better than he did on water skis.
With instructions from both Susan Roberts and Brad, Teri was soon able to put on a respectable performance herself.
Teri was surprised by Susan's figure in a bathing suit. Her long dark hair and deep green eyes were a beautiful contrast to her creamy smooth skin. No one could possibly imagine that she was the mother of a big eighteen-year-old boy.
"You're some skier, Missus Roberts," Gimp smiled one day as he walked down on the dock to help them tie the boat up.
"Thank you, Gimp. I just love to ski."
"I've been watching you for Teri years," the huge cripple mused. "And you seem to ski better every season."
"How about me?" Freddie asked.
"You, too, Freddie," the big man grinned. "You're doin' real fine."
"Are you sure?" Freddie asked, pleased with the compliment.
"Why, son," Gimp grinned, "when you first came down here, you wasn't even old enough to walk, and look at ya now. You're one of the best on the water."
The boy strutted like a peacock as he led the way up the path to the cabin.
"That Gimp seems like a real nice guy," Teri said to Susan.
"He sure is," the woman replied. "We've known old Gimp for years."
"Is he married?" asked Teri.
"God, no," Mrs. Roberts laughed. "He just lives alone in the old boat house. We all pay him a to take care of our boats for us."
"That seems like a lovely life."
"He doesn't seem to mind," Susan said. "He stays pretty much to himself."
That evening after dinner, Brad and Teri went for a walk while Susan sat on the terrace watching the full moon rise over the mountains. The mountain air was so unusually warm that Susan was wearing only a pair of shorts and a halter top.
Feeling a bit restless, the woman decided to walk down by the docks. The moonlight on the water made the lake look so inviting. When she was only a few yards from the dock and boat house, she heard a muffled sound in the woods near the path. Glancing through the brush, she saw two figures only five or six feet away from her. Illuminated in the moonlight, she recognized her son and Teri lying in the ferns. Brad was not wearing pants and Teri's face was moving up and down over his groin, the boy's cock inserted in her mouth.
Susan couldn't believe the revolting sight. She had read and head that there were perverts who licked each other's genitals, but the sight of Teri Barker licking her son's cock was the most revolting thing she had ever witnessed. She had been married to her husband for almost twenty years and loved him very much, yet she couldn't conceive of indulging in such a filthy performance with him. She was wondering why her son was tolerating the filthy thing that the tramp was doing to him.
"Jesus Christ, Teri," she clearly heard Brad sob in a choked voice. "That feels so fuckin' good, honey."
Susan couldn't believe her ears. The boy was actually enjoying the filthy performance.
"Are you gonna squirt my mouth, full of hot cock juice?" she heard the girl whisper as she momentarily removed her mouth from Brad's big stiff cock.
"Yes, baby," he gasped, squirming excitedly beneath her. "I'm gonna squirt your hot mouth full of it. Now keep suckin', I'm almost there."
It was unbelievable to Susan that Brad would shoot the vile stuff into Teri's mouth, and she couldn't believe that the girl could possibly allow it, let alone beg him to do it.
Staring numbly at the lewd scene, Susan was vaguely fascinated by the sight of Teri's slurping lips sliding up and down over her son's stiff, spit-drenched cock.
The wet slurping sound of the girl's lips and tongue sucking and licking on Brad's throbbing prick strangely disturbed Susan as she leaned against a tree. The scene was lewd and filthy, yet the woman felt a strange excitement as she continued watching.
"God, Teri," Brad sobbed. "It feels so fuckin' good I can hardly stand it. Shit, baby, I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!"
Susan could see her son's trembling hands grasping and tearing at the ferns as he approached his climax. She had never seen such an expression of pleasure on his face before. She could see her son's ecstasy mounting in his glazed eyes as the girl's mouth worked faster and faster over his sex-crazed cock.
Susan wasn't aware that she had pushed her own fingers up through the leg of her shorts and was frantically rubbing her clit.
"Suck, baby, suck," Brad was sobbing, arching his hips up, driving his cock deeper into her mouth as he unconsciously held her face down against him with his grasping hands.
Susan was now wildly finger fucking her own hot, steamy pussy as her frothy cunt juices dripped down her bare inner thighs.
"That's it, baby," Brad screamed as he shook and lurched on the ground. "I'm coming, baby! I'm coming!"
Susan could plainly hear Teri's mouth sucking and swallowing as the filthy fluid gushed out of the boy's spewing cock. It was only after she had sucked the last drop out that Teri finally released his limp cock. Susan could hardly believe it as she watched the girl lick her son's prick and balls clean.
"God, I love the taste of that stuff," Teri giggled when she had completely licked him clean.
"And I love feedin' it to you," laughed Brad, standing up and pulling his pants on.
"Honey," Teri smiled, "We'd better get back to the house before your mother begins wondering where we are."
Susan remained perfectly still until the couple had disappeared up the wooded path. Not wanting to confront them that moment, she continued walking down to the boat house, her body trembling with a strange excitement.
Hearing a sound, she looked back and saw the huge frame of Gimp coming out of the brush where she'd witnessed the filthy scene.
"Hi, Missus Roberts," he greeted her as he dragged his crippled foot across the ground.
"Hello Gimp," she smiled, leaning against the boat house railing.
"Did ya ever see anything like that in your life?" he asked in an excited voice.
"Like what?" she smiled, not sure what he was talking about.
"The way that hot blonde was suckin' your boy's cock," he grinned, a wild excitement in his eyes.
"Gimp," she retorted in a stern voice. "Stop using that filthy language."
"But, Missus Roberts," he continued, "I ain't never seen a guy get sucked off before."
"Stop it," she shouted.
"Look at this," he said, ignoring her and pointing to a huge bulge in his pants. "Watchin' that cute gal suckin' his prick gave me the damnedest hard-on."
Susan stared up at him in disbelief. She had never seen Gimp act like this before, and from the wild expression in his eyes, she realized that the scene he had just witnessed had strangely affected him.
"Please excuse me," she nervously smiled. "I must get back to the house."
Before she could move, he grasped her shoulders in his huge hands. "Have you ever sucked off Mister Roberts?"
"Of course not," she snapped. "Now let me go."
"I've never been sucked off," he sobbed in a trembling voice.
She just stared up at his crazed eyes, her entire body trembling with fear.
"Please, Missus Roberts. Please suck it off," he continued as he violently rubbed the big bulge in his pants.
"No!" she screamed, trying to break away from him.
"Shut up!" he roared, slapping his hand over her mouth. "If you let out one more peep, I'll break your fuckin' neck."
"Please," she whispered, when he finally removed his hand.
"For years I've watched all you gals running around up here practically naked," he hissed. "And now I think it's my turn to have a bit of your fancy ass."
"You'll go to prison for this, you filthy beast," she sobbed.
"Shit," he laughed. "I don't care if they hang me. I'm gonna have one helluva good time tonight."
"Gimp," she whispered. "You're crazy. You don't know what you're doing."
"I might be crazy," he leered, "but you're gonna suck my cock."
"You filthy pig," she hissed, trying once more to free herself.
Without another word, the crazed giant picked Susan up and carried her into the boathouse where he dropped her onto his unmade bed.
Terrified, Susan cringed, staring up at the huge beast looming over her. The moonlight coming through the window brilliantly hilited the ugly scar on his dark, swarthy face. His eyes were burning with a wild madness that Susan had never seen.
It was like a nightmare as she watched him slowly loosen his belt while his cruel, piercing eyes were locked on hers. Then, very calmly, he lowered his zipper and dropped his pants, revealing huge, gnarly cock thrusting up from his massive, lust bloated balls. Susan had never seen another penis except those of her husband and her son, and wasn't prepared for the sight of this throbbing monster.
His belly and balls were matted with thick black hair. She stared with disbelief at the thick, lumpy cock that was thrusting up from between the man's huge legs. The big purple glans on the head of his shaft seemed as big as a billiard ball, and it glistened with the sticky seminal fluid that was oozing excitedly out of the opening.
"Suck it," he suddenly shouted, grabbing her hair and pulling her to a sitting position on the bed.
"No," she sobbed. "I can't do it! I can't!"
Gimp ripped her flimsy halter off with one vicious tug. Crossing her arms across her chest, Susan desperately tried to hide her big luscious boobs from his ogling eyes. Further excited by the glimpse of her firm tits, Gimp pulled her to her feet and ripped off her shorts and panties.
Spit was dribbling out of the corner of his distorted mouth as he stared at her delicious slit nestled in the silky black pubic hairs between her creamy smooth thighs.
"Now suck me off!" he demanded, his crazed eyes burning with excitement. Grasping her, arm and twisting it, he forced Susan to her knees in front of him, his big hefty cock only inches from her face.
"Hurry up," he roared, gasping her hands and wrapping her fingers around his excited, sensitive cock.
Her fingers were unable to circle the entire girth of the gnarly pole, but Susan could feel the hot blood surging through the distended veins, throbbing against her hands. His huge cock throbbed and lurched like a wild, animal in her clenched fists. At disgusting as the scene was, Susan was fascinated by the sinewy shaft of hard flesh that burned against her clenched fingers.
Clutching the stiff throbbing cock in her hands, Susan felt a strange excitement building up in her loins.
Unaware of what she was doing Susan began sliding the thick, rubbery foreskin back and forth over the big gnarly pole. Moving the skin up and down over his lurching cock, she could feel every bump, vein and muscle slither under her hands.
"Now suck it," he suddenly growled.
"I can't," Susan sobbed. "I just can't."
She recalled that only minutes earlier she had watched Teri sucking her son's cock and apparently enjoying it, but Susan couldn't bring herself to do it. She almost gagged at the thought.
"Suck me like that cute blonde sucked yer boy," he whispered.
"No," she repeated. "Never!"
"Missus Roberts," he roared, grasping her hair and pulling her face toward his swollen cock, "Suck me!"
Through tear-filled eyes, she could see his big purple glans only inches away, a drop of sticky seminal fluid oozing out of the hole. The pain was almost unbearable as he twisted and pulled at her hair, drawing her mouth closer and closer to his repugnant cock. Susan knew that she would vomit if the filthy thing ever touched her lips.
"Open your damned mouth," he roared, cruelly twisting her hair until she felt it ripping from her tortured scalp.
Unable to stand the pain any longer, she reluctantly opened her trembling mouth. She could faintly smell the musky pungent aroma nit passed beneath her nostrils.
"Wider!" he shouted, giving her hair another vicious twist.
She closed her eyes and tried not to choke as the big rubbery cock-head slipped through her parted lips. She gulped and opened her mouth even wider as the gnarly thick shaft slid over the top of her tongue until it nudged at the back of her throat. Susan had expected to gag at the feel of a penis in her mouth, but to her surprise, she found the sensation of the smooth, sinewy flesh sliding over her tongue rather exciting. The way the rubbery, huge cock filled her mouth sent tingling flames burning through her loins, and to her surprise, the taste was not as repulsive as she'd expected. It was faintly salty, but there was a strange taste that actually excited her.
Still filled with shame and disgust, Susan couldn't understand why she was enjoying the feel and taste of the vile cock, nor could she understand the tremors of excitement that were flaming through her body.
Trembling with excitement, the huge man grasped her head and began pumping her back and forth over his throbbing cock-head. The feel of his big cock slithering in and out of her mouth, sliding over her tongue and lips, was one of the most erotic sensations she'd ever experienced.
Within a matter of minutes she was slurping eagerly on the luscious big cock that he was thrusting in and out of her willing mouth. The wild excitement was something that she'd never experienced in her entire life. Releasing the head of his cock from her grasping lips, Susan began frantically licking the entire length of his shaft, running her hot wet tongue up and down the sensitive underside of his throbbing pole.
Gimp was shaking and groaning with ecstasy. The huge cripple had never experienced such intense pleasure in his life. He began lurching violently when Susan once more took his big blood-bloated cock-head into her hot, open mouth.
Grasping the cheeks of his ass, she pulled him closer, taking more of his cock into her mouth a she sucked deeper and harder on the throbbing organ. Not realizing that he was ready to ejaculate, she sucked frantically on his big jerking, lurching cock.
Susan wasn't prepared for the torrent of hot juice that suddenly gushed out of his cock and into her mouth and throat. Choking and gagging as the thick cum kept squirting out of him, she continued sucking and swallowing, she was thrilled at the exciting new taste of jizz.
When she'd sucked out the last drop, the exhausted man dropped heavily onto the bed. He stared wild eyed at the woman as she licked at a small rivulet of cum that was dripping out of the corner of her mouth. His eyes riveted on the woman kneeling on the floor, Gimp was blatantly stroking his huge, hard cock. Susan couldn't understand why his stiff shaft had remained so hard and erect after his ejaculation. Sitting there on the bed jacking himself off, the crazed expression in his eyes grew wilder and wilder.
With a crazed roar, he suddenly grabbed Susan, pulling her onto the bed. Roughly parting her thighs with his strong hands, he quickly crawled between her legs, his big stiff cock thrusting viciously up from his hairy balls.
"No," she sobbed when she realized what he was going to do. "Please! For God's sake, don't do it!"
Staring at the massive tool, Susan realized how it would split her body. She could never take anything as huge as the giant's big cock.
She stared at his ugly, scarred face as the brute clutched his big cock, guiding it toward the woman's trembling cunt.
"Please don't," she sobbed.
She could feel his massive, hot cock-head pushing and probing against her unyielding cunt. Suddenly her body was racked by a screaming, searing pain as his hard cock slashed brutally into the depth of her dry, lifeless pussy. Her body torn with unbelievable pain, Susan screamed and bit at the monster that was smothering her under his massive weight.
Half-dozed, she was aware of nothing but the intense agony of his big shaft slashing cruelly into her torn flesh. Opening her eyes, she could see his ugly, sex-crazed face over hers, his eyes glazed with lust, and spit dribbling out of his gaping mouth.
"Stop it!" she screamed. "You're killing me, you bastard! You're killing me!"
Every thrust of his huge cock was more painful than the last. On the verge of unconsciousness, Susan anticipated every stroke with agony. Each time he would withdraw for another lunge, the woman cringed with apprehension. Susan had no idea how long the brutal assault had been going on when she suddenly realized that she was beginning to anticipate each stroke with less fear. She couldn't understand why, but there was a vaguely pleasant sensation as well as pain.
The pleasure began to rapidly mount as her cuntal juices started to flow around his assaulting cock. The pain soon disappeared a his big swollen cock continued driving into her belly, every vein and sinew on the massive organ rubbing deliciously against the tight walls of her hot fuck-hole.
Tracy's cock had never filled her oust as completely as this big beauty. Opening her eyes, Susan smiled up at the man who was lurching over her.
"God, that feels good," she whispered, clutching him in her arms as she writhed her slit up to receive every inch of the man's plunging cock. The intense ecstasy was the most wonderful thing she had ever experienced. She couldn't believe that a cock could feel so good, and it was getting better with every violent plunge.
"Oh, Gimp, that feels so good," she whispered up at him, covering his slobbering mouth with her warm lips while thrusting her hot, wet cunt up to meet every stroke of his violently pounding cock.
"Oh, God!" she moaned, lacking her soft silky legs around his waist. "That feels so good, honey, so fuckin' good!"
The rhythm became faster and faster as his juice-slicked cock slammed violently in and out of her hot, slippery slit.
"Fuck me, honey, fuck me!" she squealed with delight. "Fuck me hard."
Spurred on by the wild, erotic cries of the woman, the huge lust-crazed monster began plunging his massive cock in with all his strength, yet Susan continued screaming for mow. She had never experienced such a fantastic fuck in her life.
"That's it, baby," she sobbed. "Fuck me good, you big beauty, fuck me good!"
The boat house was filled with the sounds of his hard flesh slamming against hers as his trembling cock slurped noisily in and out of her hot, juicy fuck-hole. They had lost all sense of reality as they rode the crest of passion toward their inevitable climax.