She stumbled over the sand, the boy's strong arm around her waist. He held Rod's sleeping bag open for her, and zipped her in after she'd eased in beside the sleeping man, with a long, heartfelt sigh. In a twinkling, she was sound asleep.
The sun was high in a cloudless sky when she woke up. She could feel the heat waves radiating from the steel sides of the truck bed. A shadow was moving over her face, then away again. The sun burned into her closed eyelids, then cooled in the momentary shadow, then burned again. She eased slowly back to consciousness, thinking how good it felt to lie naked in the warm sun and get her pussy so sweetly fucked.
Her eyes suddenly snapped open. She was being fucked! It was no lovely, hazy dream. Rod's grinning face was over her, and his immense cock was slushing in and out of her squishy pussy.
Instinctively her hips rose and fell with the motions of his cock pleasuring her sensitive cunt. "Rod, baby," she gasped. "What a perfect way to start the day!"
"No way like this way," Rod said as he smiled down at her. He scooped her into his arms and rolled backwards, so that she ended up sitting on his cock, astride him.
Ann settled her knees into the soft bag and began swinging her hips, fucking his cock into her juicing twat. She rode him slowly, looking down at her cuntlips tucking in and out of his thick cock moved with wonderfully slow, deeply penetrating motions. She was in no hurry to come. She didn't want to come at all. She felt like joyously fucking the whole morning away, right there in the truck in the hot sunlight with the ocean breeze cooling her feverish skin.
She lifted her hand and looked out across the broad expanse of sandy beach. Long swells rose and broke, spending themselves on the flat, glistening stretches of sand. There wasn't a living soul on the beach. Just a few gulls, circling over the waves in slow spirals. She stretched and filled her lungs with the soft ocean air, wiggling her ass down onto Rod's warm thighs.
"You look so beautiful, Ann," she heard Rod say. No – wait a minute! That wasn't Rod's voice! Her head snapped around and her eyes flew open. Freddie was lying stark naked on his bag, right beside them. His prick was pointed straight at her, almost touching her knee.
Ann felt a rush of blood color her face a bright pink. "What… oh my! I forgot about him, Rod." The memory of the wild fucking she had gotten from the boy grinning at her made her face color even deeper. She sat still on Rod, confused and uncertain.
"Surprise Ann," he grinned. "I decided my boy was old enough to see something like this. Better he should learn how to fuck from his father than from books. Or dumb young kids. I think he finds screwing pretty fascinating. Hasn't said one word until now."
"Ummm… yeah. He is kind of a quiet boy," Ann mumbled in confusion. She looked down at Freddie's stiff dick, twitching just inches from her leg. "Ah… well… just how much do you want him to learn this morning?" she asked.
"Hell, you're the teacher, Ann," Rod smiled. "Whatever's fair."
It was impossible to ignore the pleading in the boy's eyes. He wanted her to at least jack him off while she fucked his daddy. He inched closer to her. The tip of his cock felt like a hot branding iron against her leg. Ann decided to throw caution to the ocean winds. Well, partly. Her hands twitched with eagerness to jack the younger duplicate of the huge cock stuffed up her cunt. Apparently, Rod had never guessed what had happened while he slept the night through. He had no idea she had sucked his boy and gotten him so damn hot he had practically raped her pussy and her asshole. She'd be the last one in the world to tell him, and she was sure Fred would keep his mouth shut about the education he had already received in how a hot bitch fucked young cock. She was also positive Rod had no idea that his wife had taught his son how to suck a pussy, and how to delight in having his young prick licked and his tender asshole played with.
"Would… would you like me to hold your cock, Freddie?" she asked huskily. "Is it okay, Rod, if I jack him off? Just once, maybe."
"Like I said, Ann. He has to learn all about sex sooner or later. A 'classroom in a truck' on a beach beats the hell out of dull books and lectures."
She could feel his cock growing steely hard in her cunt. It was exciting him to share a sexual experience with his boy. His eyes seemed cemented to his youngster's cock, sticking its pink head up out of her clenched fist.
Ann began to move her hips. She shifted so that Freddie could lean over his father's body and see the cock fucking her cunt. She took the boy's hand and guided his fingers to her stiff clit.
"Rub it, Fred. You'll feel it grow and get hot, just like you are. Oooooo… that feels so good. Whew, he sure has the touch, Rod."
"His cock has also grown damn near as big as mine," Rod chuckled.
"Tell me!" Ann fucked faster. Her busy hand pulled and tugged at Freddie's cock, and it turned bright pink and was getting slippery as hell from his juice.
This was the kind of sex instruction Ann loved. Fuck those textbooks. Her clit and her strong pussy and her nimble fingers were better teachers than a thousand pages of dull text!
"This damn truck is going to be full of flying cum in about two seconds," Rod said. His eyes never left his boy's cock, swelling and pushing into Ann's fist. "Unless you do something about it," he added.
Now she knew the stops had been pulled! Rod was as steamed as she was – almost! She didn't even ask if it was O.K. for her to take Fred's prick in her mouth. When he stood up and moved toward her, she simply opened her mouth and let him ride right in. He leaned back, his hands on his hips, grinning proudly at his fat cock sliding in and out of her sucking, clinging mouth.
No one said a word. Only the soft, sexy slurping suction of the hard cock fucking her cunt and the slushy sounds of Ann sucking on the young prick gliding in and out of her mouth broke the silence of the broad beach.
She pushed Freddie away, gulping for air. Her vision was blurred from the furnace heat of her lust for the two cocks that were driving her to orgasm. Her trembling hands returned to jack the boy and drag his wet cockhead across her ups. Rod fucked her faster and harder. She moaned and let Freddie ram his cock clear down her throat. But he wouldn't come. The two cocks swooped into her in unison. She had a man in her cunt and a stiff kid in her mouth, pouring it to her with wild, snapping motions of their hips.
Ann knew now she was in the hands of two real cocksmen – a father-and-son team she had never once dreamed of fucking. Two hard pricks to take, all day long – TWO! Her head spun dizzily.
Rod spread her cunt with his skillful fingers. The base of his cock ground harshly against Ann's clit. The blood pounded in her ears with a hollow, roaring sound. Her hips churned against his cuntspreading dickhead. Her nails dug into his flesh, raking red tracks over his belly. A probing finger found her tight asshole and pushed far up inside it. He kept fucking her cunt with wilder strokes. Freddie shuffled closer to her, riding his cock into her mouth.
It all happened in a split second! Ann felt her orgasm sweeping over her. Her jaws clamped tight shut on the boy's cock. Her aunt closed down on the monster tool reaming her frantic snatch. Rod's cock swelled and burst a huge load of burning cum into her steaming fuckhole.
When he saw his father's body jerking, Freddie grunted and seized Ann's head. His cum shot down her throat, one huge surge after another. He fell back, grabbing for his pecker, in pain from the suddenness of his explosion. Ann tumbled off of Rod and lay gasping on the steel floor of the truck. Rod's cum dribbled out of her quivering hole.
"Wheeeee!" Rod whistled.
"Amen," Ann echoed.
They felt the truck lurch when Freddie jumped down and headed for the cool surf.
"Think you can make it to the ocean, teach?" Rod teased her. "A nice splash in the surf is what we all need, right about now."
"Let's walk slowly," Ann smiled. "I think I've aged twenty years since I woke up with your hard cock shoved up my cunt. A weekend with you two girl-destroyers will move right along to retirement age. And I'm too young to feel so achy."
"Maybe it was the cold night air, last night," Rod said. "But I sure slept great. Feel as young as Fred."
"Then you jack him off next time?" Ann teased. "I'm for a swim and some food and the comforts of the big city. And my king-sized bed under my bruised ass."
But when the cool salt water splashed over her hot body, Ann let out a whoop and began racing up the beach like a teenager. Rod chased after her, his long cock flopping in the air. They played touch-tag in the surf, yelling and falling and getting up to chase each other until they fell, breathless, onto the sand. Fred collapsed beside them. His hand crept to his stiff wet cock as he eyed Ann's pussy.
"A hungry woman doesn't fuck as eagerly as one who's been fed at least a hamburger," Rod said as he grinned at his horny son. "Stop jacking that thing and get dressed. You can mess around in the truck cab on the way home. That is, if Ann isn't too tired."
"Try me," she teased. "But after you feed me."
They tried her – all the way down the coast. Freddie ate her pussy for forty miles, crouched on the floor between her spread legs. Rod drove carefully, flicking glances at the road and staring down at Ann licking his tender cock. He didn't say a word when his boy pushed Ann flat on the seat and crawled upon her. She wrapped her strong legs around him and gave him as good as she got. They were still fucking when the truck lurched into the driveway at her apartment.
Ann was so danm cockwhipped, she had to be helped back into her slacks and half-carried up the stairs. She waved a feeble good bye to her beach fuckers and promptly fell sound asleep. She woke up once or twice to find her fingers buried inside her pussy hole, but she drifted off again. Her room was dark when she finally roused and stumbled to the bathroom.
She turned only the cold water on, and stood puffing and snorting under the stinging spray. It was murder, but she felt her head clearing and her whole body coming alive again. Her shoulders were pink from the sun beating down on her while she was, astride Rod.
She douched for a long, long time, reveling in the feel of her pussy rippling around the hard rubber tube. It was good to be alive and young and to be getting so much terrific cock! She dried herself and slipped into her short terrycloth robe. She realized she was rubbing her cunt mound against the hard edge of the basin as she combed her hair in front of the small mirror. Even after all the pounding her cunt had taken at the beach and on the way home, she was hot and ready to fuck again. On impulse, she found her vibrator and slid it up her slick pussy, walking around her apartment with it tucked neatly inside.
"This is really silly," she said to herself. "I need a man again. I'm always needing a man!" She reached down to frig her cunt with the dildo. It felt good, but in no way was it like the real thing. Her thoughts simply would not win to getting her lecture notes ready for tomorrow's class. When her doorbell chimed, she shuffled down the hall to open the door, leaving the vibe snugged inside her snatch.
She swung the door open and stepped back, staring round-eyed at the tall muscular figure who seemed to fill the while doorway.
He grinned and held out two hands the size of Virginia hams. "Surprise, Sis!"
Ann flew into his arms, hugging him with all her strength. "Ray! I don't believe it. I've been thinking about you so often."
Her brother laughed and patted her firm butt. His little love smacks jolted the vibrator out of her slick cunt. It bounced on his foot and rolled across the carpet. He picked it up and licked the slippery tip.
"You haven't changed one bit, Sis. You were a horny girl when I banged your ass in the shower, and now you're a horny big girl." He scooped her up and carried her into the living room. "I'm not even going to ask why you're prancing around here, half-naked, with something like that up your pussy. You must really need what brought you. Sorry it isn't gift wrapped."