Article 103524 of alt.sex.stories:
From: janimmo@ionet.net (Jeffrey A Nimmo)
Subject: EROS: Neighborhood Slut
Date: Thu, 26 Oct 95 18:50:39 GMT

Filename: SLUT.TXT
Title: Neighborhood Slut
Author: Eros
Origin: Blue Room BBS

			  Neighborhood Slut
				  by
				 Eros
			      Chapter 1.

	Marcy Morris was looking forward to the naughty evening that
she and her handsome husband, Jim, had planned. Marcy loved to fuck,
and her husband loved to watch her get fucked, which was very
convenient. Like Jack Spratt and his wife, licking the platter clean,
she figured. They never had any trouble finding guys to fuck her,
because Marcy had the face of an angel, the body of a porno queen and
an insatiable sexual appetite.

	She was truly spectacular... long, dark hair, flashing eyes,
and a full, red, sensual mouth that looked just made for wrapping
round a man's cock. Her breasts were firm and large, but somehow
seemed as perfectly proportioned as the rest of her gorgeous body. She
had long, tanned legs, a narrow waist, and an ass most men would
gladly die for. Actually several had... but that's another story.

	This particular evening, Jim had set it up for Marcy to get
fucked by two of his friends and, naturally, Marcy was horny as could
be at the very prospect. But she didn't want to fuck Jim or give
herself a hand-job to relieve the pressure because, with two lovers to
accommodate in a few hours, she figured it would be better for all
concerned to let her cunt simmer with anticipation. Jim felt the same
way. He had a gigantic hard-on stuffing the front of his trousers, but
he didn't want to empty his balls until after he had watched Marcy get
fucked.

	Marcy was trying to watch television, but with her pussy
smoldering and juicing merrily away, she couldn't get comfortable. Jim
was squirming around as well, the front of his pants stretched taut
with an almost painful erection. Marcy kept throwing glances at Jim's
bulging crotch. The sight of her husband's obvious arousal made her
pussy even hotter. She knew that it was going to be difficult to
resist temptation, so she decided to take a walk to cool off.

	Jim agreed it was a good idea, because he was having a hard
time restraining himself from whipping his prick out and jumping his
sexy young wife on the spot!

	So, Marcy went for a stroll, with fascinating results...

	+ + + +

	Marcy was walking along the footpath through fairly heavy
bushes and foliage, the gentle afternoon breeze doing very little to
cool down the fires of passion that raged within her. As she passed a
shady glen, shielded by the surrounding undergrowth, Marcy thought she
heard a noise. She stopped and listened. The faint sound of voices
filtered through the undergrowth. Suddenly, her horniness was
overwhelmed by curiosity. Looking around to see if anyone was
watching her, Marcy ducked into the bushes and peeked into the
clearing.

	Sitting on a bench in the middle of the clearing were a couple
of teenagers, a girl and a boy. Marcy recognised them both. The girl
was Tracy Jackson, a pretty little sixteen-year-old who lived a couple
of doors down from Marcy. The boy was her boyfriend, Bobby Wilson.

	Tracy was the classic 'blue-eyed blonde', a real little
stunner. Marcy had seen her husband staring hungrily at the girl's
long, tanned legs and surprisingly well-developed young tits several
times now. She'd jabbed Jim viciously in the ribs and reminded him
that the girl was only sixteen, to which he'd replied, "Old enough to
bleed... old enough to breed!" Jim could be totally uncouth sometimes,
thought Marcy as she turned her attention to Tracy's young male
companion.

	Bobby was a good-looking, dark-haired, athletic boy who lived
a couple of streets away. He didn't have car yet, so he walked over to
visit Tracy every day. To see them sitting together somewhere was such
a common sight around the neighborhood, that Marcy was about to move
off and continue her walk.

	Then, just as she was about to turn away, Bobby put his arm
around Tracy, and slid his hand down inside the girl's blouse. Marcy
halted in her tracks and grinned. They obviously thought they were
secluded enough to do some heavy petting.

	Marcy knew that she should just move on quietly and leave them
to it. But her horniness had not subsided and suddenly she had a
kinky urge to spy on them. Although Marcy was the 'performer' and her
husband was the 'voyeur' in their marital misbehavior, Marcy liked to
peek a bit, herself.

	The raven-haired beauty crept closer and stepped into the
concealing shade of a large tree, excited by the idea of watching the
two youngsters involved in their secretive sex-play.

	It soon got more exciting.

	Bobby opened Tracy's blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, and
when her blouse fell open, she shrugged it back onto her slim
shoulders and arched her supple back, thrusting her bare tits out. Her
nipples were swollen and flushed, jutting out stiffly. The sight
actually made Marcy's mouth water.

	Although she was certainly not a fully-fledged lesbian, Marcy
found that she loved variety and enjoyed fooling around with other
women from time to time, especially if there was an audience of men
watching.

	Sexy little Tracy was turning her on a lot!

	Bobby began to feel Tracy up with both hands, massaging her
firm conical-shaped tits and pulling at the perky nipples. Tracy
squirmed and wriggled, starting to pant. As Bobby kissed her on the
lips, Marcy watched their tongues flashing sensuously back and forth.
Then he dropped his head down and began to suck on her erect nipples,
switching back and forth as he sucked each swollen pink bud in turn.

	Marcy's lips and tongue were working automatically, as she
emulated the young man's tit-sucking. She envied Tracy that attentive
mouth just as she envied Bobby that succulent mouthful.

	"Ohhhhh, mmmmmmmm!" Tracy moaned.

	Bobby made moist, muffled sounds on her bare young tits as he
drew the stiff nipples into his mouth, nibbling them with his lips.
The blonde girl arched and stroked the back of his head as her
boyfriend sucked her tits. Bobby slid his hand up Tracy's thigh and
under her short skirt. Marcy wished he would remove that skirt. She
wanted to see Tracy's pussy. But the kids were still in a semi-public
place and evidently didn't dare to get fully disrobed. Marcy knew that
it must be very frustrating for them. It was for her, as well.

	Marcy was close enough now that she could hear every sound
they made, close enough even to catch the odour of Tracy's horny young
pussy as it heated up. Her nostrils flared. The cool afternoon breeze
was wafting the fragrance of pussy-perfume to her as Tracy got hotter.
Marcy breathed in the pungent fumes steaming from the girl's pussy,
tantalizing herself.

	Her tongue seemed to sizzle in her saliva as she inhaled that
succulent, randy aroma and imagined what it would be like to go down
on a girl as young as Tracy. The thought of tonguing her tight little
teenaged cunt was making Marcy tremble.

	Bobby was obviously finger-fucking Tracy up under her skirt
now, and Marcy couldn't see the action. But she was willing to bet
that the nubile young nymphette had a juicy pussy, just the sort that
Marcy loved to lick.

	"Ohhhh, Bobby! Keep it up! I'm gonna cum!" Tracy moaned.

	Bobby's hand moved rhythmically between her parted thighs and
he continued to suck on her tits as he brought her to the crest of her
orgasm. Tracy seemed to vibrate like a tuning fork as she climaxed.
Her nipples swelled between Bobby's lips and her cunt melted on his
caressing hand.

	It took her a long time to finish cumming. The sexy little
sixteen-year-old had soared rapidly the peak and she held there,
panting and moaning, as the waves of orgasm rushed across her belly
and raced like high-voltage current up her trembling thighs, the waves
coming faster and higher and merging into a tidal crest of passion.

	The bouquet of her creaming cunt clung in the glen, cloying
and mouth-watering. What a shame to waste a cunt-cum on a hand-job,
Marcy thought. Tracy jerked, lifting her knees. Her short skirt slid
high up her legs, and Marcy could see ribbons of creamy cunt-juice
unwinding down the sleek flesh of her inner thighs.

	The bench was getting slippery under the girl's ass as her
pussy spilled and overflowed. Her hips were moving in a fucking motion
as she ground her pussy on Bobby's hand. Her belly pumped and her
pretty face twisted from side to side, eyes narrowed to slits, mouth
slack and panting.

	The hem of her skirt was up to her hips now, and Marcy sank
down to her knees on the ground, so that she could see up Tracy's
skirt. Tracy had obviously come to the park prepared to get finger-
fucked, Marcy realized-because the naughty little minx wasn't wearing
any panties!

	Marcy could see just a hint of Tracy's pussy, just a shadowy
glimpse in the darkness under her skirt. It was enough to make the
woman's tongue tingle and her mouth fill up with saliva. Marcy was
drooling almost as lavishly as Tracy was juicing off!

	Tracy gave a soft, prolonged whimper as she surged to the
highest peak of her orgasm, then she began to ebb. Bobby finger-fucked
her down through the slow descent, working the final spasms from her
creamy cunt. Drained, Tracy slumped back, a dreamy, blissful smile on
her lovely face.

	"Ummmmm... God, that was fantastic, Bobby!" she purred.

	Bobby raised his head from her tits and drew his hand out from
under her skirt. His fingers were dripping, and his palm held a pool
of pussy-cum. It looked as if his hand had melted in the heat of her
crotch. Marcy was dizzy with desire. She hoped there would be more to
see.

	And there was...

			      Chapter 2.

	Bobby leaned back and they cuddled cheek to cheek for a
moment.

	"Do me, baby," he rasped.

	Tracy reached down and cupped the swollen bulge of his hard-on
through his tight jeans. Her fingers traced the fat outline of his
cock and balls through the denim. His stiff young erection was jerking
and twitching with arousal, threatening to burst right through the
tightly-stretched crotch of his jeans. Where his cock-head was
outlined prominently, a damp, sticky patch was spreading out, as his
pre-cum seeped through the fabric. She cupped the bulge of his balls
and fingered the flaring wedge of his cock-knob and traced her
fingertips up the outline of his cock-shaft.

	"Mmmmmmmm, yeahhhh! Take it out, babe" he urged.

	The young blonde needed no coaxing. She unbuckled his belt and
unsnapped the waistband of his jeans, then drew the zipper of his fly
down slowly, inch by teasing inch. Marcy moaned. Bobby wasn't wearing
any underwear either!

	When the front of his jeans flipped open, his cock shot out
like a rocket. Marcy gave a little gasp when she saw how well-hung the
young teenager was. Her eyes were glued to his crotch and she gazed at
the boy's huge, stiff cock with a hungry longing. Although she had
enjoyed looking at Tracy's naked young cunt... what little she'd seen
of it... Marcy's sexual preference was still predominantly for prick.
And handsome young Bobby sure had a big one!

	Although quite athletic-looking, Bobby was of slim build, but
his erect prick looked incredibly huge, almost incongruously large for
his slender young frame. It was quite long and very thick. Marcy found
herself comparing it to Jim's cock, but even her well-endowed husband
would have had trouble competing with Bobby.

	Marcy was breathing deeply as the gamey scent of hot male
genitals drifted to her nostrils. Tracy had drawn her hands away and
she was leaning over her boyfriend's crotch, gazing at his hard-on,
her blue eyes crossing as she concentrated on the bulging cock-knob.
Marcy wondered if she was going to suck him off. She sure hoped so!
How she longed to see the young girl's sensual mouth working on
Bobby's man-sized prick.

	But the kids were making out in a public park. And evidently
Tracy didn't dare to get too involved, although from the hungry way
she was staring at her boyfriend's prick, it seemed certain that she
would have relished a mouthful of his hot cock-meat.

	"Ohhhhh, come on! Jack me off, honey!" Bobby croaked.

	Marcy sighed, realizing that she wasn't going to get to see a
blow-job. Still, she could look on the bright side... a hand-job had
its own attractions. If Tracy jerked him off, Marcy would get to see
the boy's ejaculation, something she wouldn't have seen if he squirted
his load down Tracy's throat. Still kneeling, Marcy fought against the
urge to play with her own steamy pussy as she watched, fascinated,
eager for the creamy conclusion.

	"Jack me off on your tits, baby," Bobby groaned. "My fucking
balls are so damn full, they ache!"

	Tracy cupped the boy's balls in the palm of her left hand,
jiggling the solid nut-sacs, lifting them slightly, as if judging the
weight of his cum-load. She folded her right hand around his cock-
shaft, at the top, and skinned down, baring his cock-head, making the
fat, bloated tip flare out like the head of a hooded cobra about to
strike.

	Gooey pre-cum gushed from the slit and ran down his prick. The
stuff looked thin and watery, compared to cum, but much more slippery.
A pool of this cock-lube welled up on the web between Tracy's thumb
and forefinger. She skimmed up, holding his cock lightly, her palm and
encircling fingers barely brushing the thick shaft of his throbbing
erection.

	She pulled up and down, her hand gliding on a film of his
warm, slippery lubrication. Bobby groaned and leaned back on the
bench, hiking his ass up. The muscles of his young thighs were taut as
steel bands and his heels were drumming on the ground as he humped his
hips up, fucking his cock through Tracy's clenched fist as she jerked
him off with a slow, practised rhythm.

	"Unnngghhhhhh, Jesus yeahhhh! Milk my meat, Tracy!" he
grunted.

	The willing girl tightened her grip. As she pulled up, his
foreskin sheathed his cock-knob in a fleshy carpet. And as she pumped
back down toward his balls, the shiny, purple head flared out, moist
and glistening.

	Marcy's mouth was watering at the sight and the scent of the
boy's stiff cock-meat as much as she had over the thought of tongue-
fucking the young girl. She was sure glad that her kinky husband had
fixed her up with two guys tonight! One man would never satisfy her
after all this visual stimulation. It was too bad that Jim hadn't
arranged a gang-bang with a dozen or more guys. Watching these two
horny kids go at it had her insatiable little twat absolutely
sizzling.

	Tracy leaned over her boyfriend's lap, her pert young tits
bobbing saucily, providing a target for his cum-cannon. She began to
jack his prick faster, and Bobby heaved up and down as he fucked his
prick through her fist.

	"Cum, Bobby! Shoot on my tits!" she panted.

	"I'm nearly there, honey... any minute," he moaned huskily,
his whole body shaking with the rising spasms.

	His prick hissed through her hand, the ventral vein pounding
violently. As his prick-knob loomed up, it swelled out in a huge
wedge. His cock was going up and down like a heavy-duty shock
absorber as his ass bounced rhythmically on the park bench.

	"Ooooooh, you're so hard! Cum for me, Bobby!" Tracy panted.

	Yeah, cum on her tits, Marcy silently urged. Like Tracy,
Marcy's gaze was glued to the head of Bobby's cock. She was as eager
to see the boy shoot his cum as she was to see it splatter all over
Tracy's gorgeous little tits. Bobby's prick jerked mightily in the
young girl's flashing fist.

	"Here it comes!" he howled, throwing his head and shoulders
back as he heaved his hips up.

	"Ummm... ummmm!" Tracy whimpered hammering her tiny fist up
and down as fast as she could.

	With a gurgling cry, Bobby's climax exploded. The cum rushed
up the core of his cock and shot from his piss-hole in a great geyser.
Silvery sperm splattered on Tracy's tits in abundance, soaking the
slopes, seeping into the cleft, oozing onto the nipples.

	A jizm-jet skimmed up her breastbone and splashed in the
fluttering hollow of her delicate throat. Another shot of cum flew
over her shoulder in a milky blob as the virile young boy kept on
squirting. His balls seemed bottomless, his cock a veritable fountain
of sperm, his sexual vitality endless.

	Bobby had pumped out a flood of jizm already, yet he was still
spurting, hosing her neck and tits as she turned his cock in her hand,
playing the stream over her face. Cum skimmed along her cheek, and a
glob clung to her tawny tresses like molasses. Tracy was so coated
with cum that she looked like a glazed doughnut, frosted like a
gingerbread cookie, and still he kept on spraying her with cum.

	"Don't stop!... More! More!" she wailed crazily.

	Another gusher hit her tits and cascaded down through her
cleavage, like a pearly river running through a smooth ravine. One
last spurt of jizm splattered on her chin, and Bobby began to flag at
last, sprawling back along the bench, looking happy by satisfied in
the afterglow of his lengthy orgasm.

	Tracy continued to jerk her fist up and down on his prick,
milking out the last gooey trickles. The cum was no longer squirting,
but it still oozed out, clinging to the head of his cock like frosting
on a cup-cake. Thick and creamy, the cum slid on down his cock-shaft,
lubricating her pumping fingers.

	Tracy squeezed and drew her fist up his prick as if getting
the dregs out of a toothpaste tube. Bobby groaned. With his balls
drained now, it felt as if she were dragging his asshole inside out as
she tugged up his still-taut prick.

	Marcy was dizzy with desire and she gazed at the incredibly
erotic sight before her. Bobby's prick was all coated with creamy cum.
She had never seen so much jizz squirt out of a cock in her life...
that was saying a lot. What a lucky girl Tracy was to have such a
virile young boyfriend like Bobby, she figured. But a silly girl, too.
Marcy would have never squandered such a precious load of cum on a
mere hand-job!

	She was hot with desire to take Bobby's Bobby's prick in her
own mouth and to suck up his spilled spunk from Tracy's tits. She
didn't actually expect that to happen. But there was jizm all over the
place now, and cunt-cream, too, and Marcy was thinking that even a
second-hand taste would be a treat...

			      Chapter 3.

	Bobby's cock was softening a bit now, drooping and bending,
but it was still an impressive size. Tracy held it against her chest,
rubbing the cummy tip onto her tits and nudging it into her cleavage.
Then she worked the cum into her tits with her hands, massaging the
boy's sticky sperm into her breasts and nipples like a body lotion.

	Their heavy petting session over, the teenagers got their
clothing arranged and, hand in hand, strolled from the clearing. Marcy
ducked back behind the tree and the starry-eyed young lovers passed
without noticing her, never guessing that they had been observed.

	Marcy waited until they were out of sight down the footpath,
then she moved over to the bench. The wooden slats were slippery with
jizm and pussy-juice. The stuff was still warm. Marcy looked around to
make sure that no one happened to be watching her, as she had watched
the two teenagers... although, in truth, she was the sort of
exhibitionist who loved to be looked at when she was being naughty and
wouldn't at all have minded being spied on.

	She knelt on the ground and opened her blouse and began to rub
her tits on the cum-slick bench. She held the creamy globes in her
hands, lifting and deepening the smooth cleavage while, twisting
lithely from the hips, she swung her big tits back and forth in the
spilled fuck-juices.

	Then she sat back on her heels and, holding her tits up,
tilted her raven head down. She licked her tits and nipples, then
sucked on the swollen pink nubs, tasting boy-cum and cunt-juice on her
own tits. Her pussy was smoldering. She squirmed out of her bikini
pants and sat down on the slimy park bench. She began to squirm and
wriggle, wiping her pussy around in the spilled cum. She could feel
the cum heat up again and soak into her cunt-slot.

	Marcy slid her hand down over her dark, bushy vee and fingered
her pussy, working Bobby's cum and Tracy's cunt-cream into her hot,
gaping twat. Then she licked her slimy palm and sucked on her sticky
fingers, tasting her own cunt-juice, embellished by Tracy's cunt-cum
and enhanced by Bobby's jizm.

	She scooped up some cum from the puddle on the bench and
nudged her slippery finger into her asshole, as if she were getting
ass-fucked by proxy. She sucked that nasty finger, as well, all the
cummy flavors blended with the tart taste of her shit-hole. It was
driving her crazy. She slid down to the ground again and knelt over
the bench. Her face went down and her tongue pushed out, and Marcy
began to lick all the residue up from the seat with lewd slurping
sounds.

	The fuck-juices had gotten mingled together, but her expert
tongue could separate the flavors, identifying the starchy taste of
cum and the musky succulence of cunt-cream. She licked and sucked
until she had absorbed every gooey drop and left the bench glistening
with her saliva. Marcy hadn't wanted to cum until she was in bed with
the two guys that her husband had made arrangements with, but now her
pussy was starting to melt and she was unable to stem the tide. It no
longer mattered, though, because Marcy was so hot and horny from
playing the peeper and licking up the spilled spunk that she knew she
was going to remain aroused, no matter how often she brought herself
off.

	Marcy reached into her crotch and grasped her clit between
thumb and forefinger. She tugged once-and the fiery nugget exploded
instantly. Her clit went off like a blasting cap, setting off a deeper
explosion in the depths of her hot cunt. She frigged herself through
an orgasm and finished, panting-and feeling every bit as horny as she
had before she had relieved herself by hand.

	There were still a couple hours before she and Jim were due to
visit his two friends, and Marcy figured that Jim was just going to
have to fuck her first. Anyhow, once she told him what she had seen
and how she had tongued up the creamy results, she felt confident that
her husband, too, would stay horny all night.

	She buttoned her blouse up and pulled her sodden panties back
on and headed for home, eager for a marital mating as a sort of
prelude to the orgy. But on her way home, fate took a hand. She
happened to run into Tracy again...

	Tracy had walked Bobby as far as the street, where they
lingered over some deep and passionate kissing for a while. Then the
boy had trudged off on the long walk back to his own home, and Tracy
stood waving at him, looking wistful.

	Marcy walked up to the blonde teenager and greeted her with a
cheery hello. Tracy smiled politely, but looked glum. That surprised
Marcy, since she knew for a fact that Tracy had recently gotten her
rocks off and should have been more happy and content.

	"What's wrong, honey? You look sort of sad," Marcy said. "Did
you have a fight with your boyfriend?"

	"Oh, no. It isn't that," Tracy sighed. The girl looked
thoughtful, as if contemplating how much she should confide in her
older neighbor. "It's my mom," she said.

	Marcy waited, secretly excited that she was talking to Tracy
with the taste of the pretty young girl's cunt still tingling on her
tongue. It made her feel deliciously depraved.

	"Mom's a snoop," Tracy sighed. "Bobby walks miles to visit me,
but Mom won't let us go in my room. And even if we sit in the
television room, she makes us leave the damned door open."

	"How frustrating for you," Marcy sympathized.

	"She doesn't trust us," Tracy grumbled.

	I don't blame her, Marcy thought.

	"I sure wish we had a place to go where we could be alone
together," Tracy said wistfully.

	And that gave Marcy an idea. It made the lusty woman feel like
a marriage broker-or a pre-marital sex broker, more specifically.

	"Would you like to use my house?" she asked. "Jim and I are
going out this evening. If you'd like to have Bobby come over in a
couple of hours, you're more than welcome to entertain him at my
place."

	"Oh, yeah... that would be great! " Tracy enthused. "If you
don't mind."

	"I certainly don't. But your mother... "

	"I can tell her that I got a job babysitting and I'll be out
late. She won't get suspicious about that."

	"Fine. You can even spend the night, if you like," Marcy
added, meaningfully.

	Tracy had started to glow with anticipation, and she and Marcy
looked at each other like conspirators plotting an act of anarchy in
an attic. Tracy looked down the street, thinking that she should call
Bobby back and tell him the good news, but the boy was already out of
sight.

	"I'll have to phone him after he gets home," the girl said.
"Or maybe I better wait and phone him from your house, so my Mom
doesn't listen in... the snoop that she is. And you could do me a real
big favor, too. If you'll phone my house, I'll answer it and pretend
that you're someone calling me to babysit, okay?"

	"Sure. I'm always glad to help young people get some privacy,"
Marcy replied.

	Tracy blushed prettily. She wished that her mom was more like
Marcy.

	"Okay, I'll see you later, then... and thanks a lot, Mrs
Morris," the teenager said, and she headed off home.

	Marcy looked after the slim young blonde, admiring the sexy,
provocative swing of her ass and hips. It excited her to think about
Tracy and Bobby fucking in her house, and the possibility of watching
them do it.

	When Marcy got home, Jim was making himself a drink. The the
bulge of his hard-on was still very evident. Marcy went directly to
the telephone and dialed, grinning at him. Tracy answered, and Marcy
said nothing while the girl faked a conversation about babysitting
overnight, for the benefit of her mother. When Marcy finally put down
the phone, Jim gave her a puzzled look.

	"What was that all about?"

	Smiling mysteriously, Marcy walked over to him and kissed him
hotly on the mouth. Jim looked more puzzled than ever. He licked her
lips and tasted her tongue.

	"Have you been sucking cock?" he asked with a smile.

	"Not exactly," Marcy purred.

	Then, whispering with her lips on his, she told him what she
had seen the teenagers do, and how she had licked up their combined
juices from the park bench. Jim's breathing became hot and heavy as
his wife told her story and soon he was as horny as Marcy.

			      Chapter 4.

	Marcy ground her over-heated cunt mound against her husband's
hard-on. He groaned, sucking her faithless tongue, getting a hint of
Tracy's pussy-juice and Bobby's jizz. So much blood rushed down into
his big prick that the man was swaying around, light-headed and dizzy
with desire.

	"Ohh God, baby! I can't wait. I you to fuck me right now, "
she whispered. Jim was in hearty agreement with that suggestion.

	They had planned to wait for the evening group action, but
circumstances had changed that now. Marcy slid from his embrace and
quickly removed her clothing. Her bikini panties were so wet that when
she tossed them to the floor they fluttered down like a butterfly with
damp wings.

	Jim stripped his own clothing off. His prick sprang up solid
as an iron bar. Marcy started to move toward the couch, expecting him
to fuck her there. But he stood where he was. Marcy approached him
sinuously, licking her lips like a hungry tigress. She threw her arms
around his sturdy shoulders and rolled her belly against his naked
cock. His prick felt hot as a branding iron as it seared into her
velvet-smooth flesh.

	Clinging to his shoulders, Marcy moved her body up and down,
like an athlete warming up for a competition. She rose onto her toes
and dropped back on her heels. Jim's stiff prick was rubbing up and
down from her dark cunt-bush to her tits, laying a slimy trail of
pre-cum on her smooth creamy skin.

	Marcy's thighs tensed, rippling with sinew. Then she bounded
up like a pole vaulter and locked her legs around his hips. Her knees
were hooked over his hip-bones and her ankles were locked behind his
ass. Her thighs clamped him in a vise and she clung to his shoulders,
her body completely off the floor.

	Jim held her by the ass, supporting her and lifting her higher
up his torso. His prick was sliming her belly and her hot cunt was
spilling over on his loins. She squirmed up and his fucker snapped
into her crotch. She was balanced on top of his cock like a flagpole
sitter, the bulbous head lodged in her cunt-slot. Jim angled his body
back, leaning away, counterweighting her by holding his head and
shoulders thrust back while he heaved his haunches up.

	Marcy was supported by her husband's hands under her ass-
cheeks and his iron-hard cock in her groin as she clung to him with
her arms and legs. Marcy was no lightweight-her tits were huge and
heavy and her ass was plump, but Jim was holding her easily on hands
and horn. Marcy swayed, hung up on his meat-hook.

	Then she began to push her pussy down onto the steely peg of
his prick. His cock-head sank into her gooey gash and she wound her
sinuous hips around, grinding her suction-cup pussy around on his
rock-hard prick as he impaled her deeply. Cunt-cream streamed down his
heavily veined cock-shaft and juiced over his balls as Marcy slid down
and took another two or three inches of cock into her pussy. She
paused there.

	Jim humped his hips, bouncing her on the thrust. His legs were
widespread, his feet braced solidly on the floor, and he held steady
while Marcy wiggled on down, taking more and more prick into her
hungry cunt. Then, with a loud groan, Marcy plunged down and took his
prick balls-deep into her foaming fuck-hole.

	"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

	Her squeeze box pussy was tugging and dragging and pulling on
his buried prick. The inner cunt-muscles contracted, molding her snug,
vaginal sheath to the outline of his cock, rippling up and down as if
she were using her fuck-hole to jack him off inside her loins.

	Holding her cunt jammed down to the hilt on his cock, Marcy
undulated her hips, squirming and grinding around, wriggling like a
fish on a hook. Then she began to fuck up and down. She pulled her
slick pussy up until only the head of his cock was inside her, poised
there, then dropped back down and took the full length of it again.

	Marcy was shimmying up and down on her husband's cock-shaft
like a toy monkey on a stick. His thick, veined prick pulled out,
glistening with her cunt-cream, steaming and throbbing. He rocked back
on his heels, then thrust up, falling into rhythm with Marcy as she
pulled up and sank down. His big hands massaged the cheeks of her ass
as he lifted her up, but his prick was so rigid now it felt like he
could have supported her on his cock alone.

	Jim's stiff fucker hissed up her cunt-hole, making loud
slurping sounds as his swollen prick pounded into the drenched depths
of her cunt. Marcy moaned as he filled her pussy. It felt like the
end of his long, thick prick was going to come out of her mouth, he
was fucking her so deeply.

	She jerked spasmodically and her feet kicked behind his
grinding ass. Her hips pumped and her belly slid and she swung her
ass from side to side, rocking her pelvis in the carnal cradle of
their upright coupling.

	Marcy pulled her pussy up her husband's rampant cock and
cunt-cream poured down lavishly, washing over his balls and running on
down his thighs. He jolted in, jarring her pelvis as his prick plunged
into the steaming depths of her pussy. Marcy felt as if she was
melting.

	Jim's prick was fucking into her cunt like a jackhammer as she
clung to him for dear life, grinding her hips down over his prick.
With every thrust, she felt her clit mashing against his upthrust
pubic bone, pushing her closer and closer to the orgasm she craved.
And then it was upon her.

	His balls were swollen enormously as Jim surged toward his own
creamy crest. He reared up, driving off bent knees, feet braced
solidly on the carpet. His legs were shaking as he poured the prick to
her in this dynamic knee-trembler and his chest heaved as he panted
with the exertion.

	"Cum in me... cum in my cunt!" she wailed.

	Cumming herself, the wanton woman longed to feel his hot,
thick jizm squirt into her cunt. Her inner cunt-rings tightened,
pulling and clinging as if she were trying to suck the cum out of his
balls by the sheer contractions of her climaxing cunt.

	Jim lifted his pretty wife's slender frame up and down,
fucking her vigorously on his raging erection. Her tits jiggled wildly
and her firm round ass squirmed in his squeezing fingers. Her thighs
gripped his haunches, rippling as she rode out her orgasm, deeply
impaled on her husband's pounding prick.

	Then, with a cry, he came, and a torrent of steaming spunk
sped into the core of Marcy's mushy pussy, sloshing into her own flow
and swirling around in a gooey whirlpool. As always, she cried out
with the ecstasy of feeling his fiery sperm fill her hot fuck-hole.
Her own orgasm soared to the peak.

	Jim's cum continued to spurt into her spasming pussy in gooey
geysers, filling her up. Then he pulled out and sank his prick in
again to the balls and the sperm spilled from her cunt-slot, turning
her crotch into a sticky mess and dribbling back over the big balls
from which it had just been expelled. Jim started to stagger, his
vitality ebbing away as he drained off his passion. Marcy jerked her
knees up, and hunched her cunt at him like crazy, milking his
twitching cock to the very last drop.

	One last squirt of cum jetted out and Jim's cock lay inert.
The dregs were still seeping from the cock-tip and he held himself
arched, no longer humping. He lifted Marcy by the ass, then let her
drop back down, finishing off their mutual orgasm by sliding her cum-
filled pussy up and down on his stationary prick.

	Marcy shuddered through her spasms, then clung to her husband
adoringly, her head on his shoulder. Jim carried her over to the
couch, his legs weak and wobbly. Despite his orgasm, his cock remained
stiff and throbbing inside her, hardly softening at all, due mainly to
the contractions of Marcy's cunt and the incredible tightness of it
around his prick.

	Jim pulled his cock out and it snapped upright, stiff and
glistening like a greased billy-club. His balls were slack now, but
already beginning to refill. In fact, his formidable fucker was almost
as stiff as it was when he started. He could have fucked Marcy again,
without pausing for a moment. But the immediate pressure was off now,
and they knew it wouldn't be a good idea to fuck themselves ragged,
when they had a previous engagement. So they settled for a single fuck
and got dressed to go out. And sexy little Tracy Jackson arrived to
occupy the house in their absence...

			      Chapter 5.

	Tracy arrived promptly at seven-thirty, just as Marcy and Jim
finished getting ready to leave. Marcy showed her around the house and
gave her a phone number where she could be reached in case of an
emergency. Jim watched the sexy young girl's pert little ass and tits
jiggle as she walked around after Marcy. He could see why Marcy had
the hots for her, the sixteen-year-old was one hell of a sexy little
piece.

	Thanking them gratefully, Tracy stood by the door and watched
as they left. Despite being old enough to be her father, Jim was still
a real good-looking guy, and Marcy was as sexy as any of the models
she saw in the fashion magazines. The naughty teenager wondered if
they still fucked a lot now that they were getting on in years. Tracy
considered going through the dresser drawers and see if Mrs. Morris
had a vibrator or a dildo or any spicy literature. But she decided not
to.

	If she found a dildo, she would sure as hell use it on
herself, and she didn't want to cum by herself... not tonight. She
figured that she would just play with her pussy a little, to keep it
on the simmer, and save her cumming until Bobby arrived. She
telephoned him straight away, knowing he would be delighted to hear
that they had the use of a house for the evening. He would be sure to
hurry right over.

	Bobby was even happier than Tracy had guessed he would be, in
fact. The boy had had an adventure on his way home, and it had turned
out to be a frustrating affair and, as it happened, he had just been
ready to jack himself off when Tracy's call interrupted him.

	Soon after leaving Tracy, earlier on, he'd been walking down
the street near his house, and had noticed Emma Klute sitting on her
front steps. Emma was a pretty divorcee with a gorgeous body and a
sultry manner. Bobby new that the redhead had a lot of boyfriends, and
he had seen men coming and going from her house at all hours of the
day and night. Living on her divorce settlement, she seemed to have
nothing to do all day but wait for the next guy to show up.

	Emma was sitting with her knees apart. When Bobby drew level
with her, he realized that this was a great chance to get a good look
up the sexy woman's skirt. He stopped and knelt down, pretending that
he was tying his shoelace. He sneaked a glance up her skirt, and he
gulped when he saw that Emma wasn't wearing any panties.

	Her hairy pussy was naked and wet, the cuntslit glistening
pinkly in the afternoon light. Bobby's mouth gaped open as he fumbled
with his laces, trying not to be too obvious about where he was
staring. His cock had gotten instantly stiff, and it was difficult to
remain stooped down with the iron-hard rod jammed against his belly.

	"Like what you see, kid?" Emma asked.

	Bobby flushed and looked up at her face, expecting her to be
annoyed. But Emma was grinning. She wasn't expecting any of her
boyfriends that day, and she was feeling extra horny, so she figured
it was a lucky thing that young Bobby had happened along. He was a lot
younger than her regular lovers, but 'beggars can't be choosers' she
thought, eyeing off the impressive bulge in the boy's crotch.

	"I don't mind you looking up my dress, Bobby," she said. "You
can come up for a better look, if you want to."

	Bobby gulped. He rose to his feet again, almost thrown off
balance by the weight of his rock-hard cock and swollen balls. He knew
that the woman must be able to see his hard-on outlined in his jeans.
He moved closer and sat down on a lower step, so that his head was
level with her loins. Bold and brazen as could be, the pretty redhead
lifted the hem of her short skirt higher still and spread her sleek
thighs apart. Bobby gawked at her cunt in awe.

	"Doesn't that look nice, Bobby?" she sighed.

	"Oh, jeez... yeah!" he croaked.

	There were stone walls on both sides of her front steps so
that, although he had seen her clearly from the sidewalk directly in
front, they were hidden from the prying eyes of the neighbors.

	It was a very exciting moment for Bobby. The boy hardly dared
to hope that he could fuck this sexy older woman, but all the signs
were there.

	"You like pussy, don't you?" she asked.

	"Oh, yeah!" he enthused.

	Emma hiked her ass up, tilting her cunt right below his
fascinated face. He was breathing in pussy-perfume, getting dizzy with
the heady fragrance. Her steamy cunt-lips were unfurled like the
petals of a fleshy flower and her open cunt-slot was flooded with
juice. Emma Klute was one very aroused woman.

	"Would you like to kiss it, Bobby? Ummmm? Do you want to kiss
my cunt?"

	Bobby uttered a strangled affirmative. He had never eaten a
pussy, but he had licked his fingers after frigging Tracy off, so he
had an idea how tasty pussy was. He moved as if hypnotized, drawn by
the carnal magnetism of her steamy, mature cunt. His head ducked down,
and he kissed her creamy pussy. Being inexperienced, Bobby kissed her
cunt exactly as he would have kissed her mouth. He drew back, and she
giggled.

	"No, silly... French-kiss me there," she said.

	Bobby dove on her pussy again, stabbing his tongue into the
cunt-slot as his lips worked on the cunt-lips. He was still kissing
her between the legs, but this time it was a deep sloppy tongue-kiss.

	"Ahhhh, yesss... like that!" she moaned.

	Bobby was getting the knack of it. He whisked and flailed his
tongue into her gaping slit and his lips sucked steadily on her hairy
cuntlips. He came up for air, licking his lips, the succulence of
ripe pussy tingling on his taste buds. Her cunt-lips had peeled open
wide and cunt-juice was streaming down her groin and soaking into the
crack of her ass. She sure looked ready to get fucked, and the horny
boy wondered if he had given her sufficient oral foreplay. He started
to reach down to open his fly.

	"Don't stop, darling! Tongue-fuck me silly! Make me cream in
your mouth. baby!"

	The prospect delighted the boy. He supposed that oral sex to a
conclusion was much the same as the mutual hand-jobs that he and Tracy
had so often enjoyed, and that after he had sucked Emma off, she would
return the favor by milking his meat in her mouth. The thought of
getting a blow-job from the sexy redhead thrilled the youth every bit
as much as the idea of fucking her had done. He dove in and resumed
the feast.

	Whatever Bobby lacked in experience and technique, he more
than made up for with enthusiasm. His tongue snaked in as far as it
would go and his lips sucked voraciously on her gaping pussy.

	"Uuuuuhhhhh... yeahhhh! Stick your tongue right in! God, that
feels good!" Emma whimpered, enjoying the deliciously depraved thrill
of a young boy's face in her crotch.

	She jerked and squirmed, grinding her cunt against his mouth,
mopping his whole lower face with her wet cunt-muff. Bobby had gone
suck-crazy now. He seemed to be trying to get his face ears-deep up
her fuck-slot. Moist sounds drifted from her groin. She was so wet
that Bobby had to keep sucking to prevent himself from drowning in the
woman's copious cunt-cream. He slid his hands up her thighs and held
her by the ass, tilting her cunt up as if it were a goblet and he was
drinking the elixer of life.

	"Suck me hard, kid!" the saucy, sultry divorcee moaned. "Suck
my cunt till my eyeballs cave in!"

	He gobbled and gurgled and gulped. His mouth filled up and he
swallowed, but as soon as he opened his lips again, more pussy-nectar
flowed into his mouth. His tongue was floating as she stabbed it up
her cunt. The flow from her fuck-hole was getting hotter and thicker
and creamier as her orgasm drew near her pussy melted. Her head tossed
from side to side, red hair tumbling wildly over her cheeks. Her hips
were bucking, moving in a fucking motion on his head.

	Then, with a lusty cry, Emma came, grinding her spasming cunt
at the boy's mouth. Holding his head in her hands, she pressed his
lips over her clit and held herself at the crest of her climax,
gasping and shuddering, finally sliding down through the descending
spasms. She slumped back on her elbows. Bobby kept on munching in her
squirming twat, making sure that she had finished her orgasm.

	"Ummmm, Baby... That was lovely," she purred. "You can stop
now... I'm finished."

	Bobby pulled his mouth from Emma's glistening cunt and
burrowed down, lapping the overflow out of the crack of her ass. Then
he gave her clit another suck and lifted his cream-coated face out of
her saliva-slathered crotch.

	"Was that a nice snack?" grinned the woman lewdly.

	"Oh, wow! I love eating your cunt!"

	"I'm glad. You'll have to stop by more often, Bobby," said
Emma, giving the boy's head an affectionate pat. " I'll always have a
hot lunch waiting for you... A gal like me can never get enough
teenaged tongue."

	Bobby couldn't believe his luck. When fooling with Tracy gave
him blue balls he could stop by here and fuck the gorgeous redhead. In
fact, he was dying to fuck her right now. His future looked bright
indeed. He began to undo his pants and take out his straining prick.
Then it didn't look so bright, at all.

	"What are you doing?" she snapped.

	"Aren't you gonna blow me, now?" he asked, flustered and
confused.

	Emma looked indignant.

	"Certainly not!" she rasped, affronted.

	"Do I look like a cradle snatcher?"

	"But... I... jeez!"

	"You can eat me. But you certainly can't fuck me. And I'm not
gonna suck your prick. Why, I'm old enough to be your mother, Bobby...
it wouldn't be right!"

	Bobby stared at her balefully, dismayed and distressed, and
bitterly disappointed. He didn't regret eating her pussy, certainly.
But it didn't seem fair that he wasn't allowed to get his rocks off in
turn.

	"You're a very presumptuous young man," Emma said. "You ought
to be grateful that I even let you touch me."

	Bobby clung to the feeble hope that the woman was just teasing
him and would come across in the end. But as he stood there looking at
her, Emma got up and walked into her house, closing the door. He heard
the lock engage behind her with a loud click of finality.

	He just sat there for a minute, feeling miserable. He was
tempted to jack off on her doorstep, spitefully hoping that she might
slip in his spunk and crack her skull on the pavement. Her head wasn't
good for anything else. But he guessed that she might be looking out,
and he didn't want to give the cock-teaser the satisfaction of seeing
him forced to resort to his own fist.

	Bobby got up clumsily, his center of gravity shifted into his
cock and balls. He walked off, awkwardly, with a sort of rolling gait.
His muscular thighs seemed bowed out around his bloated balls. When he
got home, he was relieved to find that his mother and father were out.
He needed to cum in the worst way, and he hated to beat off when he
knew that his parents might hear the sounds from his bedroom.

	He didn't even bother to haul his hard-on up the stairs, but
dropped his jeans right in the front room. He knew it was only going
to take a couple of strokes... the first time, at least, although he
might need half a dozen cums, as aroused as he was... so he wasn't
worried that someone might get home before he finished jacking off. He
grasped his prick and squeezed as if he were choking a boa
constrictor. His balls were inflated like balloons and his piss-hole
was dripping so much that it looked as if he had already shot his wad.

	He was just about to take a stroke when the telephone rang. He
was tempted to ignore it. But he knew that the ringing would distract
him from his meat-milking mission and so, his cock in one hand, he
picked up the phone with the other. It was lucky that he did.

	When Tracy told him the good news, Bobby jammed his hard cock
back in his jeans and zipped them up. He was glad that she had phoned
before he wasted a load of jizm. He only hoped he didn't cream his
jeans on the way just thinking about fucking Tracy. Then the horny boy
began the long walk over to Marcy Morris' house.

			      Chapter 6.

	Sam Wells and Ted Danton were both horny young bachelors and
always on the prowl for pussy. When Jim Morris asked if they would
like to fuck his voluptuous wife, they thought he was kidding, at
first. When he assured them he was serious, they figured he was kinky.
They were right. But they jumped at the chance. If Jim got his kicks
by watching other men fuck his wife, they were more than happy to
accommodate him. Or rather to accommodate his gorgeous wife. Marcy
Morris was one hell of a horny-looking piece of ass.

	Sam was a big, muscular and blond while Ted was slim and wiry
with dark curly hair. They were both tall, good-looking young men, in
good shape... and, more importantly, both had huge pricks. They were
waiting at Sam's apartment when Jim and Marcy arrived at the appointed
hour.

	Sam politely asked if they wanted a drink. But Marcy didn't
need any socializing to break the ice. After what had happened earlier
on that afternoon, Marcy was in the mood for some fast and furious
fucking.

	"Come on, you guys!" she said, fondling the guys' cocks
through their pants. "I'm too horny to play games. Let's get this show
on the road!"

	They all went into the bedroom and undressed. Marcy sprawled
out in the middle of the large double bed, smiling in happy
expectation. Her back was arched and her lush legs spread. Jim drew a
chair up to the foot of the bed and sat down in the ringside seat.

	Sam and Ted weren't sure about how this sort of thing worked,
and they looked at Jim for advice. He gestured for them both to join
his wife on the bed at the same time, and they did, one on either side
of her.

	They began to feel her up, and she played with their cocks and
balls. Her dark head turned from side to side as she kissed each
young lover in turn, and tipped down as she gazed at their groins.
Their pricks were about the same size, but shaped differently, making
for pleasant variety.

	Sam's cock was thick and tubular, with a fat, mushroom-shaped
cock-knob bulging at the end. And Ted's prick was tapered, thicker at
the base than the tip... the sort of prick that seemed designed to
burrow into tight places. Both guys had massive balls that held
promise of plentiful cum-loads.

	They began to suck Marcy's tits, both groping into her groin
from opposite sides. Jim was grinning wolfishly as he watched. He was
leaning forward in his chair and his hard-on was jutting up so tall
that the cock-knob was damned near brushing him under his chin as he
bent over his prick.

	Marcy didn't need much foreplay, having been hot and wet to
begin with. And Sam and Ted were both highly aroused, their pricks
dripping with pre-cum. It was evident that they would cum very fast
once they began to fuck her, and from previous experience with younger
lovers, Marcy knew it would be a good idea to drain their initial
cum-loads off so that they would last longer when they fucked her. She
also knew that her husband would appreciate seeing her swallow their
cum before they rammed those monstrous cocks of theirs into her
drooling twat.

	"C'mon up here, boys,", she said, smiling wantonly. "I wanna
suck your big pricks for starters."

	They gave little yelps of delight and moved up, kneeling on
opposite sides of Marcy's head. She kissed both of their cock-heads,
then sucked Sam's swollen cock-knob into her mouth. The blond guy
immediately began to face-fuck her frantically and Marcy spluttered as
he rammed his cock back into her throat. Ted held his prick out over
her occupied face, eagerly awaiting his turn in her hot, sucking
mouth. Jim's eyes were glowing as he watched the intensely arousing
scene before him.

	On each stroke, Sam's thick prick came out slick and
glistening with saliva, then he pushed back in, stuffing Marcy's mouth
and throat with as much of his shaft as she could take without
choking. He fucked her face for a few minutes with Ted standing
nearby, rubbing his own huge cock in frustration as he watched his
friend getting the cock-sucking of his life.

	Suddenly, Sam stiffened and grunted, the muscles of his naked
ass clenching and unclenching rapidly. When he pulled out again, his
cock was all covered with creamy jizz. He had cum abruptly, without
warning. One moment Marcy had a mouthful of throbbing cock-meat, and
the next her mouth was brimful of hot creamy cum.

	She swallowed Sam's sperm-load hungrily as he pumped away and
emptied his balls into her gulping mouth. When his cock stopped
spurting cum, Marcy let it slip from her lips and smiled at her
husband. She opened her mouth so that Jim could see the silvery film
of cum that was coating her tongue. Then, immediately she turned to
Ted and swallowed his long, tapered prick into her greedy mouth.

	Ted shot his load even faster than Sam had. He had been
extremely turned on by the sight of this naked uninhibited woman
giving his friend head, and he'd been jerking off while he watched, so
he was well primed for rapid orgasm. His cock plowed into Marcy's
mouth like a hot knife through butter, the tapered prick-shaft hissing
through the tightly-stretched ring of her lips and his full balls
slapping her under the chin with solid whacks.

	"Yeah... fuck her face! Use my wife's mouth like a cunt!" Jim
croaked, thrilled by the sight and the sound of the cock-sucking,
exquisite pangs of jealousy adding to his excitement.

	Ted pulled back and Marcy whispered on the head of his cock as
if it were a microphone.

	"Cum in my mouth, baby... I'm so hot for your spunk! Let me
have it all, honey!"

	She was speaking more for her husband's benefit than Ted's,
knowing that her wanton words and depraved desires would increase the
thrill for Jim. But her words affected Ted, too, and a couple of
seconds later the young man began to spray her throat with hot cum.
Marcy gulped his jizm down and sucked for more.

	Then, so that her husband could get a good look at the creamy
climax and see just what she was swallowing, Marcy pulled her lips off
the head of Ted's prick. She finished him off by pumping her fist up
and down on his glistening prick-shaft, at the same time holding her
mouth wide open an inch from his piss-hole, letting the milky cum
spurt in. Marcy moaned and gulped, and Jim gasped as he watched in
fevered fascination. It wasn't the first time he had seen his loving
wife swallow another man's cock-cream this way, but it never ceased to
thrill him.

	Marcy jacked Ted off into her face, then sucked his slimy
cock-head in for another suck. His cock was still stiff and swollen,
and, glancing from the corners of her eyes, she saw that Sam also
still had a fat, firm prick standing rampant.

	It had been a great idea to take their first loads in her
mouth, she figured, since both guys were still ready to fuck. And it
had made an exciting overture for her husband to look at and listen
to, as well. But, now it was time for what they'd all come here for
tonight... some hot 'n heavy fucking!

	+ + + + + +

	Tracy could have learned a thing or two from Marcy, in regard
to such things. At the same time that Ted was emptying his balls into
Marcy's mouth, Bobby arrived at the Morris house, hot and flushed from
the long walk. It had taken him quite a while to get there, because he
had been laboring under the enormous burden of a huge hard-on, and had
to step gingerly to avoid crushing his bloated cock and balls between
his thighs.

	Tracy met him at the door, grinning when she saw the huge
bulge in his crotch. She was extremely excited already, since she had
been playing with her pussy while she waited, but had avoided the
temptation to bring herself off with her hands. Her little teenage
pussy was sizzling.

	She led him into the living room and they both took their
clothing off without delay. They could neck and pet, clothed, anytime,
but this was a rare opportunity to be naked in private and they were
in no mood to waste any time in preliminaries or foreplay.

	Bobby's prick was rock-hard and oozing pre-cum freely, and his
balls looked ready to explode. If Tracy had been as astute as Marcy,
she would have had the sense to bring the young boy off with her mouth
to begin with. She certainly wanted to suck Bobby's cock, and he sure
as hell wanted to feed her pretty little mouth some prick. But it
didn't dawn on either of the randy teenagers that the logical sequence
would be to suck first and follow it up with a fuck. They were too
excited.

	Tracy stretched out along the couch and Bobby mounted her,
kneeling between her wide-spread thighs. She arched her slim back and
lifted her hips, tilting her young cunt up. Bobby wasted no time in
fitting the tip of his cock into her drooling little cunt-slit, but
Tracy was too horny to wait. She was filled with urgent, adolescent
impatience.

	"Uhhhhh, come on! Put it in! Shove it up my cunt!" she
squealed, grabbing the boy by the shoulders and pumping her young hips
up at him.

	Bobby braced his knees and tensed his ass, holding the girl
under her haunches as he lifted her loins up. Then he hunched forward
and down, burying his prick balls-deep in her tight, juicy cunt with a
single cock-thrust. He held his prick buried, savoring the thrill of
having every solid inch of his throbbing fucker stuffed up a clinging
teenage cunt, at the same time letting Tracy relish the joy of having
her snug little pussy filled to the brim with his rock-hard cock. Her
cunt-muscles pulled and sucked and she wriggled and squirmed, impaled
deliciously on his prick.

	Tracy began to fuck first... she couldn't help it. Her cock-
filled twat ached for more direct stimulation. She raised and lowered
her ass rapidly, fucking her little pussy up and down on his prick
before Bobby even had a chance to move. By the time the boy recovered
and began to fuck her back, it was too late. He was so excited, and
her hot, juicy little cunt was so tight, poor Bobby shot his load on
the second stroke.

	He lunged into her to the balls and stiffened above her, his
steaming spunk squirting into her pussy in a torrent. More jizz jetted
out on the back-stroke. Tracy wailed. She was thrilled to feel his
fuck-juice squirting up her cunt, to be sure, but she was
disappointed, as well. It had happened too fast, and she hadn't
reached her own peak yet.

	Bobby gasped and groaned, pumping lots of jizz into her, but
finishing quickly. All of his pent-up cum rushed out in a few fast
spurts. He stopped humping, holding his drained cock jammed into her
cunt, panting. Tracy kept on fucking her pussy up and down, angling
her groin so that she was rubbing her clit on his cock-shaft.

	His virile young balls recharged almost instantly, and his
cock stayed hard as a rock. Without ever removing his prick from her
pussy for even a moment, Bobby began to fuck Tracy again. This time,
it was slower and more satisfying. They undulated together, moving in
perfect harmony. But because they had fucked straight away, and
continued without uncoupling at all, the kids never did get around to
the sucking they both craved. That would come later. And turn out a
lot differently than they ever imagined...

			      Chapter 7.

	Marcy rolled over and got on top of Sam, squatting over his
hips. She rubbed his cock-head around in her gooey cunt-gash, then
settled down, taking all of the big blonde stud's cock up into her
pussy. She hunched down, holding all of the long, thick shaft jammed
up her cunt. Then she fucked up and down through a couple of inches,
making sure her husband got a good clear view.

	Jim was watching from the foot of the bed, behind her, so that
be could see Sam's thick, slimy prick fucking in and out of Marcy's
pussy and his big, hairy balls pumping like panting lungs at the base.
Marcy looked over her shoulder and grinned at her excited husband as
he gazed on approvingly. She reached back to fondle Sam's balls for a
moment, but then moved her hand away so that she wasn't blocking Jim's
view of the action. Ted was impatiently waiting his turn, clearly
unhappy that he would get sloppy seconds in Marcy's insatiable pussy.
But the tapered contours of his cock had given the adventurous woman
an idea.

	"Why don't you climb aboard, too, Ted?" she suggested,
wriggling her ass at him enticingly.

	At first, he wasn't sure what she had in mind.

	"Butt-fuck me, baby!" she panted.

	Ted looked startled and glanced at Jim.

	"Yeah... fuck her up the ass!" Jim encouraged.

	Ted had never double-fucked a girl before, and the thought of
plunging his cock into Marcy's asshole while his buddy fucked her cunt
was deliciously depraved and the fact that Marcy's husband was going
to watch them sandwich his gorgeous wife turned him on even more. He
knelt behind her shapely ass and guided the tapered head of his cock
into her asshole. His cock was perfectly shaped for nudging into her
a tight little socket. He held her by her hips and, as Marcy squatted
all the way down on Sam's prick, Ted began to slowly work his long,
thin cock up into her puckered little shit-chute.

	Marcy's asshole was tiny but flexible, and as she loosened her
ass-ring, Ted's cock sank into her like a hot knife into butter. He
burrowed in balls-deep then held his cock buried there, his cock-knob
bulging and flaring in her bowels and his cock-shaft throbbing and
levering like a crowbar up Marcy's snug little back-passage.

	Ted's balls were jammed against Sam's as both men stuffed her
twin tunnels simultaneously. Marcy squirmed around on the double
penetration, loving every second of it, keeping them both bedded to
the hilt for a few moments. Then the gorgeous naked woman started to
undulate between the guys. She fucked her cunt up and down on Sam's
prick, as Ted's prick fucked in and out of her ass. The hard cocks
were passing inside her loins like trains in a tunnel, rubbing
together through the thin membrane that separated them.

	Marcy was in paradise. With her cunt and her ass being fucked
at the same time and with her adoring husband looking on, Marcy was
radiant and glowing with joy. Sam humped up, plunging his cock into
the very depths of her clinging cunt as Ted rammed deeply into her
asshole, packing her to the limit with hot, throbbing prick. They
fucked her in unison, then on alternating strokes. The friction was
fierce and the double penetration made Marcy twice as tight as her
twin holes clasped the two deeply-fucking cocks.

	"Fuck my cunt! Ohhhh, shit! Fuck my ass!" she babbled,
starting to cream and yearning to feel their jizz gush into her twin
holes of pleasure.

	The men redoubled their efforts as they both surged toward a
simultaneous crest. Marcy's curvaceous body was being tumbled around
between them, like a meaty bone over which two savage hounds were
fighting. Sam gasped and a geyser of cum cascaded straight up into the
depths of Marcy's cunt. At the same instant, Ted howled and his hot
sperm-enema gushed into her quivering bowels. They kept on fucking in
and out, their pricks pumping the spunk from her slots as they stuffed
her to the brim.

	Ted's cum ran down the crack of her ass and mixed with Sam's
sperm in her groin. Marcy's cunt creamed and her asshole melted as Sam
and Ted climaxed in harmony. She could feel the spunk slosh in her
pussy and flow sluggishly in her asshole. And even when the squirting
ended and the dregs trickled into her, Marcy kept on fucking both
pricks, trying to reach her own release... but unfortunately they were
finished.

	It alarmed the promiscuous woman to feel the guys' cocks start
to diminish inside her. She had had a lot of fun so far, but with two
young lovers and a watching husband, she was in the mood for lots
more. Ted sank back and his cock pulled out of her ass inch by slimy
inch. His cock came out limp and snaking around and when the tapered
cock-knob popped free, the limp shaft collapsed and lay down his
trembling thigh, dripping cum.

	Marcy rose up and Sam's cock slithered from her flooded pussy.
It, too, had gone soft and it flopped down onto his belly in a limp
coil. Their balls too looked equally deflated. Marcy gave a moan of
dismay and dove down to suck Sam's glistening cock. But his prick bent
and looped around, rolling over her tongue and snaking into her
cheeks, remaining soft despite her frantic oral attentions.

	She twisted around and lowered her head and sucked Ted's ass-
soaked prick into her mouth. She nursed, relishing the tart taste of
cock-meat that had just been up an asshole. But, flavorsome or not,
Ted's cock, too, refused to stiffen again. Marcy polished Ted's
prick-knob to a luster, then fell back with a sigh and a frustrated
moan. Ted and Sam both looked a trifle sheepish. They felt inadequate
in the light of this lustful lady's insatiable desire.

	Luckily, Jim was waiting.

	Seeing that the adulterous action was ended, Jim moved onto
the bed with his wife. Ted and Sam lingered for a moment. But unlike
Jim, neither of them really got a kick out of watching other people
fuck and suck. Besides, she wasn't their wife... which was what made
it so exciting for Jim. They left the bedroom to have a drink and
talk, in terms of awe, about Marcy Morris.

	Jim and Marcy embraced lovingly and he kissed her
passionately, probing her hot mouth with his tongue and sucking at her
cum-coated tongue. He slid down, licking his way down her slick torso
and diving on her pussy. His tongue lashed in and he sucked his
wife's creamy slot, whimpering and worshiping at her succulent fuck-
hole.

	Marcy wrapped the velvet vise of her thighs around her
husband's head and rode his face as he slurped and munched and gobbled
gleefully in her cum-filled cunt. Jim grabbed her by the hips and
rolled her over, spreading the creamy cheeks of her ass open with his
hands. He snaked his tongue into her well-fucked asshole, wiggling it
'round and 'round as he sucked at the puckered rim. Jizz gushed out
and saliva flooded in.

	Jim rimmed and sucked her ass for a while. He was belly-down
on the bed and his huge prick was trapped beneath him, twitching and
jerking with arousal. His ass and hips were being lifted on the end of
his cock. Jim adored sucking his wife's asshole and cunt after other
men had shot their cum in her, but now he was desperate to get his own
rocks off.

	He rose onto his knees. Marcy stayed as she was, her dark head
down on the bed and her gorgeous ass poking up into the air in wanton
invitation. Jim fitted the head of his prick into her gooey cunt-slot
from behind, nudging it into place. He paused with his cock-knob
bedded and his thick, glistening shaft standing out like a tubular
bridge connecting his balls to her cunt.

	"Fuck me like a dog, darling!" she wailed.

	Jim sank his prick in to the hilt, held the penetration for a
moment, then began to fuck her deeply, bouncing her back and forth on
his violent fuck-strokes. Marcy fucked with him, shoving her cunt back
like a bitch in heat.

	The curve of her ass slapping against her husband's flat
belly. His balls swung like the clappers of a bell, slapping loudly
against her cum-covered crotch. Marcy's cunt melted around his prick,
and she whimpered and wiggled like a bitch in heat as he dog-fucked
her frantically.

	Then, suddenly his hot cock-cream was gushing into the core of
her cunt-hole, coming out so hard that she could almost hear it
whoosh. They fucked through the spasms of climax. Finished, he
withdrew and they cuddled together, kissing with loving devotion.

	Jim's prick was still hard and his balls were still swollen,
despite the abundant load of cum they had just spent in Marcy's pussy.
But they didn't see much point in fucking again at Sam's apartment. If
Sam and Ted were no longer capable of being involved, Jim and Marcy
figured that they might as well go back home.

	They left the bedroom and found the two men sitting naked in
the living room, glasses in hand, and cocks drooping down like limp
noodles. They agreed to get together for another fuck-session soon,
although they didn't make a definite date, because Jim and Marcy were
a bit disillusioned by the lack of stamina that the two young
bachelors had shown.

	Driving home, Marcy made a suggestion.

	"Let's park the car down the street and walk the last block
home, darling. I'm sure that Tracy and Bobby wanted to use our house
to fuck, and maybe we can catch them at it if we sneak up and peek
through the window."

	Jim, being the voyeur that he was, was heartily enthused by
the prospect. His biggest kick was watching his wife in action, to be
sure, but that didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy playing the peeper on a
pair of horny young teenage lovers. Jim parked the car and they walked
up the street, arm in arm, kissing and fondling occasionally like a
couple of newly-weds. Then scurrying across their lawn to peek into
their own living room through the side window.

	They got there just in time. Because young Bobby had shot off
real fast once, and then embarked on a long, slow second fucking. The
two teenagers were just reaching the crest when Jim and Marcy came up
to the window to spy on them. It made an interesting show. And it
would lead to even more interesting encounters, before the night was
done...

			      Chapter 8.

	Bobby was fucking Tracy deeply, his muscular young ass rising
and falling slowly as he slid his stiff prick in and out of the girl's
cunt at a slow, even pace. Tracy had her slim legs wrapped around him,
undulating her hips up at his cock-thrusts as she pressed down on the
small of his back with her heels, his swinging balls slapping
rhythmically against her little pink asshole.

	Jim and Marcy exchanged conspiratorial grins, then
concentrated on the show. Bobby's long, hard cock came out glistening
with cunt-juice and slogged avidly back in, pumping more cream from
Tracy's eager young pussy as he fucked her. Her crotch was shiny with
her spilled arousal and her tightly-stretched little fuck-hole clung
to Bobby's thick cock-shaft like a tiny sucking mouth. The muscles of
his young thighs rippled visibly each time he drove into her, pounding
her naked little ass deep into the cushions of the couch with each
powerful lunge.

	The window was open at the bottom, so Jim and Marcy could not
only see the coupled pair, they could hear the sounds that the lusty
young teenagers were making as they fucked... the faint hiss of his
cock-shaft as it slid in, the slap of balls on her ass, the slurping
of her tight, wet little suction-cup cunt, along with the moaning and
gurgling from their panting mouths.

	Jim was getting turned on by the pretty girl's firm, slender
young body, her taut, jiggling little tits and especially the obvious
tightness of her tiny lightly-fuzzed young cunt. Marcy was getting
doubly aroused, hot for Tracy as well as for the boy who was fucking
her so expertly. Bobby dipped down and kissed Tracy's hotly-parted
lips, then began to suck on her tits, his ass and hips still keeping
up the steady, regulated pumping action. Then he straightened his arms
and braced himself against the couch, stepping up the pace a bit as he
started to fuck her faster and harder.

	Within a minute or so, Bobby was very obviously pouring the
prick to Tracy on the cum-strokes. And from the way that her limber
young body was shaking and shuddering beneath his frantic thrusts, Jim
and Marcy could tell that the pretty little blonde was creaming on her
boyfriend's cock.

	"Cum, Bobby... shoot in me!" she wailed. "Fill my cunt with
your jizz!"

	The boy grunted, gasped and fucked even faster. His long,
shiny cock vanished completely, sinking into Tracy's clasping twat to
the hilt, then came pulling out, with her clinging cunt-lips
distending down the thick cock-shaft, almost pulling her tiny pussy
inside out.

	"Uhhhh, fuck! Here it comes!" he growled.

	"Ohhhhhh, uuuuuuuuuhhhhhh, yesssssssss", hissed Tracy,
hunching her deeply-impaled young cunt up at Bobby's pumping,
squirting prick.

	A deluge of teenage cum poured into her quivering pussy, spurt
after hot spurt filling her tiny cock-filled hole to overflowing.
Bobby's jizz-jets shot into the depths of her cunt and mixed with her
cunt-cum, only to be forced out around the shaft of his pistoning cock
as it slammed again and again into her gooey, sperm-filled little
pussy. Bobby's cock seemed to swell to twice the size as he emptied
his balls into her cunt. That, combined with the incredible pleasure
of feeling the boy's hot, thick sperm jetting up inside her, soon had
the young girl writhing and squealing in total ecstasy.

	The kids fucked each other through the crest and down the slow
spiral of release. Bobby's balls flopped around, slack and spent now,
but his prick was still stiff and vibrant as he fucked in and out of
Tracy's slippery little cunt at a more sedate pace.

	Then slowly, their movements ceased and the young lovers
kissed passionately in the aftermath of their mutual climax. Bobby
pulled his prick out and a gush of sperm and cunt-cream flowed from
her open fuck-hole before her elastic young cuntlips snapped shut,
trapping the rest inside.

	God, she must be as tight as a virgin, thought Jim as he
stared at the thin, glistening pink line of Tracy's young pussy-slit.
Marcy's mature cunt gaped open for ages after she was fucked, but this
girl's tight twat looked as if it hadn't even seen a prick before, let
alone just been fucked! Only the glistening sheen which covered her
slender young thighs and the rosy flush of excitement on her face
betrayed the fact that just seconds ago she'd been writhing in the
throes of orgasm with a big, fat cock stuffed up her hot little cunt.

	Bobby was keen to go down on Tracy and show her what he had
learned about cunt-sucking... although he wasn't about to tell her
about the gorgeous divorcee on whose tasty cunt he had learned the
luscious lesson.

	He sucked her nubile young tits and worked his way down her
sleek tummy as Tracy quivered in anticipation of a cuntful of avid
tongue. She wouldn't have cared where Bobby had learned to eat pussy,
as long as he used that newly acquired knowledge on her own steamy,
swampy cunt.

	Bobby lowered his head between his girlfriend's thighs and
pressed his face into her cunt, then began to suck and lick at her
tasty pink slit for all he was worth. Tracy had cum wonderfully on his
prick, but now she started to melt again as soon as his nimble tongue
began to probe her horny pussy.

	She lifted her ass of the couch and moaned, grinding her
cunt-mound up against his mouth as Bobby lapped at her hot little
slit. The boy was tongue-fucking in deep and sucking on the lightly-
fuzzed lips, his mouth open wide and easily engulfed her tiny slot and
slit together.

	Tracy's knees shot up and hit her heaving tits, her feet
pumping in the air. She locked her legs around his head for a moment,
but there was no need to hold him where he wanted to be, and she
released the scissor grip, giving the boy free rein to mouth her tasty
little cunt-slit as he pleased.

	"Suck me, Bobby!" she wailed. "Uhhhhh, yeahhhhh... you do it
so good!"

	"Mmmffff! Cum on my tongue, baby!" he moaned, the words
muffled by her succulent cunt-flesh.

	Tracy shuddered convulsively and climaxed again, this time
into Bobby's wide-open mouth. Cunt-cum spilled down the boy's chin and
cheeks as he struggled to suck and lick it all up. Jim envied Bobby
that tasty feast. Marcy envied both of the randy teenagers, wishing
that it was her cunt that was being tongued and that it was her tongue
being creamed on. Tracy jerked through the spasms, gasping and
panting, then sprawled out, a dreamy smile on her radiant young face.
Bobby sucked a bit longer, then used his tongue to lick up the seepage
from her slit, from the insides of her slick, creamy thighs and out of
her tight little ass-crack.

	"Ohhhh, God! That was so good!" Tracy sighed.

	Bobby raised his head from of her crotch and grinned at her,
his cheeks and jaw glistening with her juices.

	"Sucking pussy is great," he muttered, giving the girl a
significant look.

	"Want me to suck you off now?" she offered.

	"Oh, yeah! You wanna?"

	"I wanna suck your prick and swallow all of your sweet jizz,
baby," she purred, licking her lips suggestively.

	Tracy understood that giving head was a mutual sort of favor.
But, besides 'owing' him a blow-job, she was hungry for his cock-
cream, too. Hand-jobs had done them long enough and now that they had
become real lovers, Tracy was eager to find out what all the
variations of sex she'd heard about were like for herself.

	Bobby leaned back and thrust his cock up. Tracy twisted around
and curled onto her side, her blonde head poised over his rigid prick.
She stared at his cock like a sweet-toothed child looking at a candy
cane. Pre-cum had begun to discharge from the hole at the tip while
he was sucking her cunt, and now his purple cock-knob looked like a
fat plum coated with whipped cream.

	The fact that his cock was also drenched with her cunt-juice
didn't disturb her at all, she'd tasted herself often enough on her
fingers after she masturbated. The creamy coating only made Bobby's
tasty-looking prick look even more delectable.

	He pulsed his prick muscle, making the cock-shaft throb and
the bloated head flare even more. A little drool fell from her parted
lips and Marcy thought she could almost hear it sizzle when it
splashed on the boy's prick-knob.

	"Lick it, Tracy! C'mon, baby... suck me off!" Bobby urged,
humping upward. But he wasn't begging for it. He knew that Tracy was
as hot for a mouthful of cock as he was to feed it to her.

	Tracy lowered her head, avoiding his cock for the moment. The
long, thick cock-shaft skimmed along her cheek as she went down onto
his balls. She began to lick his hairy balls noisily, savoring the
musky flavour as a first course. She slicked her tongue all over the
solid ball-sacs, feeling another massive cum-load surging around
inside in a thick, turgid tide. Her lips parted and she started to
suck his balls as if she were trying to ingest his jizm right from the
source, through the skin of his balls. Bobby was yelping and gasping
at the delicious sucking sensations.

	Tracy's little blonde head bobbed about in his groin as she
worked right down between his spread thighs, turning her pretty face
up as she mouthed the underside of his nut-sac. All this ball sucking
felt fantastic, but Bobby was afraid that he was going to blow his wad
off while his girlfriend was still sucking his balls. It would be no
hardship, to be sure, but he wanted to cum in her hot, sucking mouth.

	"Suck my cock, baby!" he panted.

	Eager to taste his cock as well, Tracy took one last slurp of
the boy's balls, then placed her curled tongue against the underside
of his cock and slowly drew it up to the crown. Bobby moaned as she
licked along the pulsing ventral vein and her hot little tongue
flicked around the sensitive ring where his cock-head loomed out from
the thick, throbbing shaft.

	Tracy licked up and down the boy's stiff prick, the familiar
taste her own cunt-cream adding to the thrill of taking him into her
mouth for the first time. Pre-cum trickled down from his prick-knob
and she lapped it up greedily. Then, she opened her mouth and
swallowed as much of his cock as she could, sliding her tightly-
stretched lips up and down Bobby's virile young stalk as he looked
down at her excitedly, moaning and groaning in absolute pleasure.

	His prick slid easily into her young mouth, although she could
only take about half of his raging erection before she began to gag.
The lower half, she instinctively gripped in her tiny fist and jacked
up and down in opposing rhythm to her bobbing head.

	Bobby threw back his handsome young head and groaned loudly as
Tracy sucked and jerked on his throbbing prick. Occasionally she'd
rest her throat muscles and just suck on the cock-knob, other times
she's run her lips and tongue down the shaft and back again, but
inevitably her hot, moist little mouth returned to engulf the boy's
huge erection as deeply as she could handle.

			      Chapter 9.

	Marcy and Jim were going wild as they watched the naughty
teenagers. They exchanged glances of tacit understanding. Looking was
fun, but they were both much too hot and horny to remain passive
observers.

	"How'd you like Tracy's hot little mouth sucking your cock,
darling?" Marcy whispered.

	"Ohhh, fuck yeah... I can almost feel it now... You want
Bobby's cock too, don't you baby?" replied Jim with a grin.

	"I want both of them," Marcy murmured, licking her lips.

	They made hurried, heated, whispered plans, while Tracy
continued to dance her tongue against the flaring, slimy slab of
Bobby's cock-head. Jim dashed back to the car, damn near stumbling
over his hard-on. He drove into the driveway and got out, slamming the
door loudly, so that the naughty teenagers would be warned that the
householders were home. That was part of the plan.

	Marcy was waiting at the door and they went in, making plenty
of noise and Proceeding slowly down the hall. By the time they went
into the living room, Tracy and Bobby were dressed and sitting on the
couch, trying to act innocent-but looking flushed and flustered and
guilty.

	"You're home early," Tracy said, unable to conceal the
disappointment in her tone.

	"Afraid so," Marcy said.

	Marcy turned to Jim, who was fixing himself a drink at the
corner bar... not because he wanted a drink, but so that he had an
excuse to turn his back and hide his raging hard-on from the two
youngsters... for the moment.

	"Tracy is going to spend the night here, darling," Marcy said.
"Maybe I should give Bobby a ride home. He lives quite a long ways
away."

	"Sure," Jim agreed.

	"Ready to go, Bobby?" Marcy asked.

	Ready to cum, is more like it, thought the frustrated young
man. But he didn't see that he had much choice, so he nodded and got
up, his hands stuffed down into his side pockets, stooped over his
groin in a valiant attempt to conceal his massive cock-bulge. Bobby
supposed that he was going to have to go home and jack off alone in
his own bed. It was a pretty feeble substitute for Tracy's mouth.

	"See you tomorrow, then, Tracy," he said.

	Tracy, who was as distraught at having their sex-play cut
short aborted as Bobby was, smiled sadly and wistfully at her young
boyfriend and let the tip of her pink tongue slip across her slimy
lips, as a sort of promise of things to come.

	Shuffling along, bent over his alarming cock-bulge, Bobby
followed Marcy out to the car. She got behind the wheel and he got
into the passenger seat. She put the keys in the ignition and fiddled
with them, delaying starting the engine unnecessarily. She was
glancing sideways at the young man, looking sly and speculative.

	Bobby had a horrible idea that Mrs. Morris had noticed his
hard-on and that she was about to deliver a stern lecture about pre-
marital sex. But that was the furthest thought from the raven-haired
housewife's mind. Her gaze shifted down to his bulging crotch. Bobby
blushed with guilt and shame.

	"We came home too soon, didn't we, honey?" she asked in a
husky voice.

	"Errrrr... ahhhh... I... " Bobby stammered.

	"Tracy was blowing you, wasn't she?"

	Bobby gasped. The boy was aghast. Yet he could detect no
castigation or recrimination in the pretty woman's tone.

	"You must feel awfully frustrated and disappointed, Bobby,"
she said softly. "I feel terrible about ruining your fun."

	Bobby was relieved by her tolerant attitude, but still
squirmed uncomfortably, not knowing what to do or say under such
disturbing circumstances.

	Then Marcy put her hand on his knee.

	"Would you like me to finish the job that Tracy started,
baby?" she whispered suggestively.

	Bobby almost fainted.

	"Mmmmm? Do you want me to suck you off, darling?"

	"Ohhhhh, yeah! Oh, Mrs. Morris!"

	He could hardly believe what she had offered. Bobby had
already been frustrated twice today, in his quest for relief, first by
the redheaded divorcee's selfish refusal to return the oral favor and
then by the untimely interruption just as he was about to get his
rocks off in Tracy's hot, sucking young mouth. He couldn't believe
that Mrs. Morris was really going to suck him off until his cock was
in her mouth.

	Bobby needn't have been so skeptical.

	He gasped as Marcy took her blouse off, and he ogled her
large, firm tits as she thrust them out. His head ducked toward her
tits, and she let him suck on them for a few seconds before lowering
her own head eagerly between Bobby's legs. Marcy was hungry for his
young cock. His hot mouth on her tits had felt real nice, but Marcy
was so horny from watching Tracy suck his cock, she needed no foreplay
herself. She opened his fly and reached in, hauling his cock and balls
out in one meaty handful.

	"Ooooooh, God!" she sighed.

	She had already known how huge his cock was, but she was
thrilled by how hard and hot it was, now. The cock-knob was slathered
with pre-cum and glistening with the remnants of Tracy's sticky
saliva.

	Marcy slid down onto the floor. Cupping her heavy tits in both
hands, she took his prick into the cleavage. Bobby humped, fucking up
and down between her tits. Her face was turned down as she watched his
bloated cock-head vanish in her smooth cleavage, then come sliding
back out and skimming up her breastbone, leaving a foaming trail of
cock-lube.

	Bobby tit-fucked her for a few moments while Marcy savored the
anticipation. Then her head went down, and as his prick loomed up from
her abundant cleavage, she took the flaring cock-knob into her mouth.

	Humping up from the car seat, Bobby fucked into her face as
Marcy bobbed her head up and down, swallowing the boy's long, hard
cock as it rammed up.

	She was deep-throating the stiff teenaged cock-meat, taking it
right down her throat. His balls hit her trembling chin, then rolled
up to her lips. He was trying to fuck in, balls and all, into her
tight, hot mouth.

	Pre-cum dribbled onto Marcy's tongue, driving her taste buds
crazy, whetting her appetite for his full cum-load. She had already
sucked two cocks this evening, but she was never satisfied and,
besides, teenage cum always turned her on more than the cum of a man.

	"Ohhh, Jesus! Suck my cock, Mrs Morris! Oh baby, yeahhhhh,
take it all... fuck, that's fantastic!" panted Bobby.

	He drove his prick in and she gagged, but took it gladly, then
sucked back up to the prick-knob, her hot, clinging lips scraping down
his cock-shaft. Her mouth was already filling up repeatedly with pre-
cum. The virile young man had fed her as much pre-cum as either Sam or
Ted had fed her when they got their rocks off... and she still had the
joy of feeling his young cock explode in her mouth ahead of her.

	Her tongue was floating like a pliable pink raft in a swamp.
Cock-lube coated her teeth and gums and swirled in her cheeks and
painted her palate. The stuff was as thick and sticky as heated glue.
Marcy pulled her mouth off his cock for a second and looked up at him.

	"Cum in my mouth, Bobby!" she begged, "Give it to me,
sweetheart... ummmmmmmhhhhh!"

	Her pleas were choked off as Bobby rammed his cock back into
her mouth, fucking her face. Then she sucked back up to the cock-head,
her eyes gazing hotly into his.

	"Squirt for me, baby!"

	"Uhhhhh, shit! Yessss! I'm cummin'... cummin'... Mrs. Morris!
" the youth gasped.

	His prick swelled and throbbed, squirting into her mouth as
Marcy bobbed her head up and down on him. Hot, thick sperm sprayed her
mouth and throat. Marcy bobbed and opened her mouth as wide as she
could, taking his cock into her throat balls-deep, then pulling back
to hold just the cock-tip in her Lips. Bobby was shooting out jets of
jizz as he plunged in and spilling more spunk out as he whipped his
prick back. Finally, he was drained and slumped back, groaning.

	He felt as if Mrs. Morris had sucked his every ounce of fluid
in his body out. He didn't know how good Tracy would suck cock, given
the chance, but he didn't see how anyone could milk his meat better
than this beautiful woman.

	Even after he'd finished, Marcy kept on sucking, ravenous and
voracious, still pulling a few last gooey threads of cum from his
young cock although he had stopped spurting. When she was certain that
she had drained his prick, Marcy pulled her gooey lips from his cock-
knob and used her tongue to gather up the sweet spunk that had spilled
from her lips and run back down onto his balls.

	The boy's prick stayed stiff. His balls began to swell again.
Bobby was in seventh heaven. But the thoughtful young man had only one
regret. His girlfriend had been longing to swallow a load of cum, and
he felt sorry that Tracy had been deprived. But, of course, Tracy
wasn't deprived, at all...

			     Chapter 10.

	Facing the corner bar, pretending to be carefully mixing himself a
drink, Jim waited until he heard the car doors close, and didn't hear the
 engine start. Then he grinned and looked back over his shoulder.

	Tracy was still sitting on the couch. She was hoping that Mr. Morris
would tell her where her room was, so that she could go to bed naked and
	 finger-fuck her itchy little cunt to a climax.

		 "You've got cum on your lips, kid," he said.

	 Tracy looked startled and her face turned bright red.

	"That's okay, honey," Jim assured her. "Hell, a girl who won't suck
cock isn't worth a pinch of coon-shit. You don't have to be embarrassed."

		 "I... it's only pre-cum," she murmured.

	Jim knew that full well, but he raised his eyebrows as if in
surprise. His hands were moving and, with his back to the teenager,
it appeared to her that he was still shaking a cocktail. But he was
secretly opening his trousers and dragging his cock and balls out.

	"Didn't you finish the job, then? Didn't you let your
boyfriend cream in your mouth?"

	Tracy didn't want Mr. Morris to think that she was a cock-
teaser who had deliberately denied her boyfriend the delight of
cumming in her mouth.

	"I was going to... but then you and Mrs Morris... er... Marcy
came home, before we got a chance to finish."

	"That must have frustrated Bobby, huh?"

	Tracy managed an impish grin.

	"It frustrated me, too, Mr. Morris," she said. "I never had a
guy shoot in my mouth before, and I was really looking forward to
swallowing his jizz!"

	"Still in the mood, baby?" he rasped.

	Tracy was getting the picture.

	She nodded shyly, smiling timidly, but letting the tip of her
tongue show in the cleft of her sensually parted young lips.

	Jim turned around, his exposed hard-on loomed out and, as he
spun around, it swung like the turret gun of a battleship.

	"Oh, Wowwwwwwww! Mr. Morris!" Tracy squealed.

	"Want me to feed you some jizz, kid?" he grunted.

	"Oh, yes! Only we'll have to hurry. We don't want your wife to
come back and catch you with your prick in my mouth, right?"

	Jim grinned, correctly assuming that his wife already had a
mouthful of young Bobby's cock-meat, but he wasn't going to mention
that juicy detail to eager little Tracy... at least, not yet. Cock-
first, he moved across the room. Tracy slid to the edge of the couch
and opened her mouth wide, like a hungry baby bird waiting to be fed a
fat, juicy worm. Jim thrust his cock into her pretty young face and
Tracy began to lick and lap the swollen cock-head.

	She would have loved to do some tongue work on his cock-stalk
and balls, the way she had with Bobby. But she figured that would be a
mistake. If she dallied over the preliminary prick-licking, she might
find herself deprived again. She wanted Mr. Morris to cum before Marcy
got home, and they had to stop.

	"Fuck my mouth, Mr. Morris," she moaned.

	Her sweet little lips formed a tight, oval fuck-hole. She
curled her tongue out over her bottom lip, forming a slippery slide
for his prick and held him by the hips, wanting to do the whole job
with only her mouth, not using her hands at all. She had done all the
prick-pulling that she ever wanted to do in the past, and from now on
it was going to be pussy or mouth. Jim shoved his cock between her
lips. Her mouth seemed to be boiling, as if she had a conduction
heater in there.

	Tracy adored everything about that mouthful... the heat, the
fragrance, the texture, and above all the musky flavour of Jim's hot,
throbbing cock-meat.

	Her cheeks indented and puffed out as she sucked in and then
blew down the length of his shaft. Her blonde head turned as she
ground her facial fuck-hole around on his cock-knob. He began to fuck
in and out slowly and steadily, sliding his thick prick back to her
throat and then pulling out until only the cock-knob was stuck between
her tightly-stretched young lips.

	"Ummmmmmmmmmmm! the teenager whimpered, relishing the tasty
task.

	Licking Bobby's young prick had been fun, but sucking this
mature prick was even better, and she new that the best part of all
would be the thrilling moment when the man's cum-load exploded into
her eager, sucking mouth.

	"Shoot, Mr. Morris!" she gurgled. "Cum in my mouth!"

	She was gargling the cream of his warm precum and getting
hungrier by the second, yearning to feel his big, adult cock spurt
off, longing to drink the sweet spunk from his tasty prick.

	"Now, kid!" he croaked.

	Jim fucked into her mouth deeply and his jizm splashed in
Tracy's throat. She gulped it down. He pumped more cum out as he
pulled back, then drove his prick in through the slimy tide of his own
cum.

	Young Tracy was swallowing with gusto, but his grown-up cum-
load was too much for her. Jizz overflowed her trembling lips and
spilled down both sides of her chin. Her head bobbed up and down
wildly she milked him off, draining his balls to the dregs.

	He stopped humping and his balls hung loosely, but his prick
was still tense in her mouth, like a firm rubber hose, promising more
action. She kept sucking and swallowing. His prick never softened very
much. And as she kept on sucking his prick, it got iron hard again.
She looked down the cock-shaft and watched his cum-bags slowly fill up
as another cum-load seeped in.

	"Wanna suck it again?" he rasped.

	Well, she did, and she didn't. She drew her foaming lips from
his cock-knob and, holding his wet fucker to her cheek, looked up at
his face from the tops of her baby-blue eyes. She batted her silken
eyelashes and smiled suggestively.

	"I wanna suck you off a lot, Mr. Morris, just as long as your
wife doesn't find out. But swallowing your spunk has made me awful
hot. Don't you wanna fuck me now? You think we've got time to fuck?"

	'More time than you know, kid,' Jim thought, giving the young
girl a lustful grin.

	+ + + + + + +

	In the car, still parked in the driveway, Marcy licked up all
of Bobby's stray cum with her nimble tongue, then sucked on his
bulging prick-knob again. His cock was still stiff and throbbing. That
was one of the benefits of young cock, thought Marcy with a smile. Not
only was young prick delicious, but a teenaged boy had an endless
supply of cum.

	"You... you gonna blow me again, Mrs. Morris?" Bobby moaned,
starting to fuck her face again.

	He had fed her a lot of cum already, but if this dark-haired
beauty wanted more, Bobby was glad to give it to her, willing and able
to cum for hours. But Marcy lifted her head and smiled at him. She was
keeping track of the time and calculating how far the action might
have progressed in the house. She got up on the car seat and straddled
him, rubbing his stiff young prick around between her open thighs.

	"Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhh! Fuck me, Mrs. Morris! Sit on my prick and
fuck yourself silly!" he babbled.

	Her cunt-slot was sucking on his polished prick-knob exactly
the way her mouth had. Fucking her would be just like getting another
blow-job, from a bearded mouth, he thought. Her clit was flaring like
her tongue had done, and her cunt-juice was streaming down his cock-
shaft like saliva. But then she shifted from his lap. Bobby thrust his
stiff prick up not caring if he sank it into mouth or cunt, but
desperate to get his fucker buried in one of her hot, wet, clinging
holes. Marcy guessed enough time had passed.

	"Come with me, darling," she said.

	She got out of the car. Bobby followed, but the naive youth
was puzzled. They couldn't be going back into the house, he figured.
Not with her husband and his girlfriend already there. Did she have a
bed in the garage or a swing in the garden? He still had his cock
sticking out. Marcy went up to the window. Mystified, Bobby stepped
up behind her and looked in over her shoulder.

	"Holy shit!" he gasped.

	Mr. Morris was standing in front of Tracy, his prick laid
along her cheek. It was evident that she had already sucked him off,
because her lips were coated in sperm and his cock-shaft gleamed with
saliva. Shocked, Bobby turned to Marcy.

	"What... I mean... Don't you mind?" he asked.

	"No, baby... do you?" the woman said.

	Bobby had felt a surge of jealousy. But it quickly passed.
After all, he had just shot off in Mrs. Morris' mouth, so he could
hardly blame Tracy for having a suck on the nearest available cock.

	They heard Tracy ask Jim to fuck her. Bobby converted to
voyeurism on the spot, figuring that watching his sexy girlfriend fuck
another guy would be as much fun as putting the pork to her himself,
especially since he would be enjoying the show in the company of the
sexy Marcy Morris, and would certainly not have to suffer a full set
of balls for very long. Bobby grinned lasciviously, all of his
youthful innocence gone in a flash.

	"We gonna watch 'em?" he whispered.

	Marcy winked and nodded, then leaned her elbows on the window
sill. Bobby stood behind her, his prick jammed to her naked ass-
cheeks and his chin resting on her shoulder, so that they were cheek
to cheek as they took up their position in this standing-room-only
live-sex show.

	Inside, Tracy was nibbling on Jim's prick again.

	"Have we? Have we got time?" she panted.

	"Plenty of time, kid," said Jim, glancing toward the window.

	Bobby caught the glance and gasped. 'Oh, wow! Does he know
we're here? Does he know his wife just sucked me off? Did Mr. and
Mrs. Morris plan it this way?' he wondered. The lurid thoughts
flashing through his excited young brain like the shattered fragments
of an erotic dream.

	He figured that the couple must be totally depraved,
corrupting the morals of two innocent young teenagers like Tracy and
himself. But, right now, he wouldn't have had it any other way... that
was for sure!

			     Chapter 11.

	Jim rubbed his prick along Tracy's lips, mopping her mouth,
then jerked it away. He sat down beside the nubile teenager and began
to undress her. She helped him, tearing wildly at her garments, still
supposing that they had to finish fucking quickly, before his wife got
back, or worse... caught them at it.

	The horny young girl couldn't understand why Mr. Morris was
being so casual and taking his time about it. He stripped her naked
with her fumbling assistance, then removed his own clothing, so that
they were both incriminatingly naked if Marcy should walk in. She and
Bobby had always been very careful not to get caught with their
clothes off, but somehow, the element of danger involved tonight
seemed to enhancing the thrill of Tracy's desires.

	Jim, of course, knew that there was no danger, but he was
determined to give the audience a good show and a clear view of all
the details. Being a confirmed peeper, himself, Jim Morris knew what
turned a watcher on best. Feeling confident that his wife and Tracy's
young boyfriend must have taken up their positions by this time, he
began the slow build-up toward the passion play they had planned.

	He kissed the girl and let his fingers caress her inner
thighs, sucking on her swollen little nipples as his hands roamed over
her gorgeous naked young body. Marcy was wriggling and squirming,
loving the man's attentive foreplay but impatient to get on with the
fucking, fearful they would be interrupted. It would be so frustrating
to finally get Jim's big, handsome cock up her yearning cunt and have
to stop halfway.

	"Fuck me... fuck me! Oh, please... " she whimpered.

	Jim ignored the girl's frantic pleas, slipping down to lick
her tasty little pussy for a moment. But she was so hot and aroused,
he was afraid she might cream on his tongue, and, although it was
always nice to have a cunt melt in his mouth, he wanted the sexy
little teenager to cum on his cock, first. And, besides, his horny
wife loved to suck pussy even more than Jim did! He would save that
snack for Marcy.

	He slurped at the girl's pussy for a few more moments, then
slid onto the couch again. He knew which position would afford the
best view for the spectators lurking at the window. Jim knew all about
such things, for they were dear to his heart.

	"Sit on my cock, honey," he grunted.

	She smiled lewdly.

	"I thought you'd never ask, Mr. Morris," giggled the little
minx.

	Tracy twisted her nimble young body around and squatted over
his hips, kneeling astride him, her hot little cunt poised over his
throbbing prick. Grasping it by the base, she positioned the head of
Jim's big cock in her tiny opening and slid slowly down. As his
wedge-shaped cock-head sank in, they both moaned, Jim at the tightness
of her hot, snug little pussy around his shaft, and Tracy at the
incredible thickness of his cock as it stretched and filled her young
cunt like never before.

	Marcy and Bobby saw it all clearly as Jim's long, thick,
heavily-veined cock-shaft disappeared up Tracy's tiny cunt. She slid
down to the hilt of his cock. His prick was buried and his balls were
ballooning below her taut little ass. As she sank down, grinding her
hips, the trim cheeks of her adorable young ass opened up, revealing
the pinkly-puckered bud of her little asshole. It made Marcy drool.

	She was so hot that she couldn't bear to look on without
something in her own sizzling cunt-hole. She reached behind her ass
and got a handful of Bobby's heavy hard-on, levering it down as she
rose up onto her tiptoes. The boy's fat cock-head slid down the crack
of her ass and dipped into her crotch from behind.

	"Give me a knee-trembler, baby!" she urged.

	Bobby's knees were already trembling at the very thought of
fucking her. Eagerly, he grabbed Marcy by the hips and began to wedge
his cock up into her slimy pussy. She wriggled down and he lunged up,
fucking his virile young cock into her hungry cunt to the balls.

	He had her impaled to the hilt, but instead of moving straight
away, Bobby held his cock still, as she played with his hairy balls.
He sensed that they should wait until Tracy began to fuck up and down
on Mr. Morris' cock, so that they could match the rhythm. The young
man was getting a quick and comprehensive education in the ways of the
voyeur... and he sure as hell was studying under a qualified teacher
in Marcy Morris!

	Tracy started to lift and lower her slim young hips, fucking
Jim;s deeply-imbedded cock with an urgent, adolescent rhythm.

	"Easy, baby... nice and slow," Jim hissed.

	Why isn't he worried about his wife? Why isn't he in a hurry
to finish? Tracy wondered. Was there something that she didn't
understand?

	Jim held her by the ass, restraining the girl from moving for
a moment, then letting her slide her pussy up and down on his prick,
but only slowly.

	Tracy pulled her cunt up to his cock-head, balanced there for
an instant, then pushed back down and took all of his big cock up her
tight little cunt. His cock-stalk came out awash with cunt-cream, the
dark vein rippling up the under-side, her cunt-lips pulling outwards
as she raised up. Her lovely young ass swung from side to side,
grinding and churning, giving Marcy tantalizing glimpses of the
teenager's pretty little asshole as the creamy cheeks spread.

	Tracy was getting hornier by the second. Jim's big cock
sliding in and out of her tiny hole, was really making her pussy feel
good. She tried to fuck faster, but Jim held her down by her hips and
stopped the sliding motion completely for a moment, holding his prick
buried. It throbbed and twitched inside her, the base mashed hard
against her clit at the top. It was almost as nice as when he moved it
in and out... almost, but not quite.

	She wanted to bounce up and down on his wonderful cock till
she came, but for some reason he was stopping her. Tracy couldn't
understand why. If they had more time, she would have liked nothing
better than to let him take his time and fuck her slowly and deeply,
enjoying the feel of his massive prick stretching and reaming her
tight little hole, but with his wife due back at any time, she was
getting desperate. She'd already been frustrated once tonight, and she
couldn't bear it if Marcy returned home before she got her rocks off
with Jim.

	Tracy tried to fuck up and down faster, but Jim jammed his
loins up as she rose, and held her down with his hands when she tried
to lift up, keeping his prick deeply buried in the squirming young
girl, effectively preventing the delicious friction she so desperately
desired.

	She thrust her tits into his face and he sucked her swollen
nipples. He dipped a hand under her belly and fingered her clit. But
as soon as she started to squirm, and grind her pubes against his
fingers, he drew his hand away again. It was driving Tracy crazy.

	The watchers were going crazy, too. Bobby had intended to
match the pace of the fucking they were peeping on. But when Tracy and
Jim started to move so slowly, the horny young teenager was unable to
keep to the unnaturally lethargic rhythm. He began to hammer his prick
into Marcy furiously as he stood behind her, in a standing fuck. He
tilted her ass up and down on his cock, impaling her deeply and
quickly, with rapid little thrusts.

	Marcy slowed him down, emulating her husband. She got a
handful of Bobby's balls and held them firmly, limiting his ability to
buck and plunge. But her cunt was sucking like a mouth on his cock,
and the virile youth knew that she could milk him off with her inner
cunt-muscles even if he didn't hump at all. Her squeeze-box pussy was
pulling and dragging on his prick, teasing him maddeningly.

	Then Marcy unleashed the boy, letting go of his balls and
allowing him to feed the cock to her as fast as he liked. He fucked
her with lightning strokes, filling her hot, clinging hole with
thunderous thrusts. She shoved her ass back and forth, her firm, round
ass-cheeks slapping his lean belly as he buried his prick in her hairy
cunt to the balls with each powerful thrust.

	Bobby pulled her back onto his cock as he hunched forward,
twisting her ass around as he screwed his cock up into her tight
cuntal sheath. Cunt-juice streamed down her rippling thighs. Her
fuck-hole was a swamp, yet her inner rings were clinging and clutching
tightly, making her pussy snug as a virgin's.

	Jim and Tracy had stopped moving now. With his prick balls-
deep, stuffed up her tight little cunt to the hilt... he seemed to be
waiting for something. Tracy had no idea what. Bobby was starting to
guess, though. The sight of his girlfriend with a cuntful of prick was
turning Bobby on damned near as much as the sensations of Marcy's
clasping pussy on his prick.

	"Uhhhhhhhh, yeahhhh! Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me hard and cum in
my cunt!" she urged.

	Bobby fucked her savagely, jolting her pelvis and hammering
her haunches. Her ass twisted in tight little circles as she
frantically shoved her cunt back to meet his powerful cock-thrusts.

	Within seconds, his cum-swollen balls erupted and filled
Marcy's quivering cunt with a massive load of sperm. His hot cream
squirted into her velvet depths, then swirled back down the chute and
bubbling from her cock-stuffed pussy, forced from the tight confines
of her cunt by his rapidly pistoning prick.

	His heavy young balls slapped against her clit, causing Marcy
to writhe and moan in ecstasy. She came on his cock like a pinned
butterfly, her slim body shaking and shuddering with the power of the
boy's deliciously frantic cock-thrusts. Bobby drained his balls into
Marcy's spasming cunt and clung, panting, to her haunches, his chin
resting on her shoulder and his breathing hissing in her ear. His
prick was still firm, and Bobby could easily have thrown another fuck
into her. But, when she turned her radiant face to him and grinned,
somehow the boy suspected that Marcy might have something else in
mind.

	"Wanna join them?" she whispered, nodding toward the
copulating pair inside.

	The thrill of impending depravity gripped Bobby in horny
talons and he grinned back at her.

	"Sure... as long as I get to fuck you again," he said, making
his prick twitch meaningfully up inside her tightly-clasping cunt.

	"You'll get to do more than that, baby!" promised Marcy.
"Let's go!"

	Bobby pulled his shaft from the slippery sheath of her cunt.
His young his cock stood straight from his loins, not upright with a
full erection now, but not soft, either. His prick was at half mast,
liberally coated with a glistening sheen of their combined fuck-
juices.

	Marcy and Bobby left the window and entered the house, going
down the hall and into the living room. Jim grinned at them. Tracy had
her back to them and didn't realize that she and Jim were no longer
alone. Then she saw him grinning over her shoulder and turned.

	"Oh, Jesus!" she exclaimed, when she saw his wife and her
boyfriend standing there.

	Tracy blushed guiltily. But then she saw that Bobby and Marcy
were both smiling. Bobby's prick was jutting out, all juicy, and lots
of fuck-slime was streaming from Marcy's cunt. In a flash, the girl
understood the situation. It was all a passionate plot. Her pussy had
been a pawn in a peeper's game! And if Jim's wife and Tracy's
boyfriend didn't mind, why should she? Tracy's blush faded away, and
she grinned...

			     Chapter 12.

	Marcy moved up and knelt down behind Tracy, between Jim's
knees. She spread the girl's firm young ass-cheeks apart with her
open hands and began to run her slurping tongue up through the
teenager's hot little ass-crack.

	Bobby was astounded.

	After what happened so far, he was pretty certain that Marcy
Morris wasn't a lesbian, and the naive youth couldn't understand why
on earth the gorgeous woman was licking Tracy's ass. He knew that
Tracy wasn't a lesbian either... and yet his beautiful young
girlfriend was purring with pleasure as Marcy licked and sucked at her
ass.

	Bobby looked at Jim, to see how the husband was reacting to
his wife's depravity. Jim gave Bobby a conspiratorial wink. Bobby was
still confused. But he sure didn't have any objections. The idea of
lesbian sex between two such gorgeous females really turned him on,
and he moved closer to study the details.

	Marcy licked up and down in Tracy's ass-crack, then began to
dance her tongue into the blonde teenager's tight little asshole. She
sighed with the tangy taste, relishing that sweet, flavorsome fudge-
slot.

	"Uuuuhhh, yeahhhhhh... lick my ass, Mrs. Morris!" Tracy
moaned.

	Marcy nursed on the puckered little snack lovingly, her saliva
coating the girl's little pink rosebud.

	Ummmm... God, that feels so good!" Tracy moaned. "Give me a
tongue-bath and I'll lick you, too!"

	It was a new experience for Tracy, but a very welcome one.
Although she normally preferred men, she had often thought about
making love with a woman and secretly looked forward to it. Now, with
two men watching, she found the prospect even more thrilling. Her
pussy and her tongue were equally enthused.

	Marcy rimmed the girl's asshole for a while, then slid down
and began to run her tongue over Jim and Tracy's joined loins. She
sucked her husband's bloated balls and slid her tongue around the
fucking pair's coupled genitals, licking Tracy's tightly-stretched
young cunt-lips where they clung wetly to to the shaft of Jim's
deeply-fucking prick.

	Jim began to lift Tracy up and down slowly, fucking his prick
in and out again, as his horny wife pressed her face into their juicy
coupling, sucking his balls and licking his cock-shaft as it pulled
out, coated with a glistening sheen of tasty young cunt-cream.

	Marcy slipped her tongue up into Tracy's cunt alongside of
Jim's thick cock-shaft, tongue-fucking the girl in tandem with her
husband's throbbing cock. She fitted her mouth to the underside of
Jim's cock, and he fucked through Marcy's lips as he fucked in and out
of Tracy's tight young pussy. His cock came out slathered with teenage
cunt-juice and slid back in slick with saliva.

	"Cum in her, darling," Marcy purred, the throaty words muffled
on prick and pussy. "Fill her up so I can suck your cum out of her hot
little cunt!"

	Tracy was squirming under the double delight of cock and
tongue. But the girl was jealous, too... she actually envied Marcy
that delectable snack. Her own mouth felt neglected... a void abhorred
by her passionate nature. She glanced at Bobby.

	Bobby had been half hard when they came in. But as he watched
the sordid action, his prick reared up again, rising in a series of
short, sharp jolts until it was standing rampant, as stiff and vibrant
as if he had been celibate for a month.

	It was evident that he had been fucking Mrs. Morris outside,
because his cock still glistened with her cunt-juice, the female
nectar shot through with thicker streaks of the youth's spilled spunk.
Tracy had been just about to taste the rich cream of her boyfriend's
cum earlier, but the blow-job had been aborted. Just because she had
subsequently sucked off Jim Morris and swallowed his enormous load,
didn't detract from her desire to finally do the same to her handsome
young boyfriend. Better late than never, she reasoned. And, besides,
Bobby's juicy cock looked even more tantalizing now that it had been
pounding away in Marcy's creamy cunt-hole.

	Tracy figured it would be a case of killing two birds with one
stone. She could finish sucking her boyfriend off and, at the same
time, get a tasty hint of Marcy's hot cunt as a sort of appetizer,
giving her a definite idea of just what a delicious treat she had
ahead of her. Tracy grinned at Bobby and licked her full red lips
suggestively.

	"Let me suck on that big, gorgeous prick, baby," she panted.

	Bobby eagerly moved up and knelt in front of Tracy, pushing
his prick towards her hot little mouth. Tracy sucked it in greedily,
relishing her first taste of cunt-soaked cock. Bobby began to fuck his
girlfriend's mouth as enthusiastically as ever. Although he'd had a
wonderful blow-job from Marcy, his one deep yearning was to shoot a
load into his gorgeous young girlfriend's hot, sucking mouth. It was a
dream of his... and now it was actually about to happen!

	Bobby was thrilled to discover that Tracy, although only a
novice cock-sucker, had a mouth almost as talented as Mrs. Morris'.
What the girl lacked in experience she sure made up for with
enthusiasm. He fucked into her hot young deeply and Tracy gulped his
prick down with glee, taking his prick as deep into her throat as she
could manage without gagging. Her face was turned sideways. She was
sucking Bobby's cock right in front of Jim's face.

	Jim was watching the boy's thick, hard prick slide in and out
of Tracy's mouth with delight, the pleasure enhanced by the fact that
his wife was nuzzling around in his groin, licking and sucking cock
and cunt together.

	Tracy's lips pulled out around Bobby's big cock-shaft each
time he drew it from her mouth, contorting her pretty face. Then
Bobby, when shoved his tasty cock back in, the girl gulped and gurgled
in cock-sucking delight. Jim was getting as great a kick out of
fucking the tight-cunted young girl while she sucked her boyfriend's
prick. After having crammed his own prick into the sexy blonde girl's
hot little mouth earlier, he knew the intense pleasure that Bobby must
be feeling right now. But her snug, slippery little cunt felt even
better, and Jim began hunching his hips up at her, fucking her deeply
in time with Bobby's thrusts into her hot, sucking mouth. Bobby held
Tracy's face between his open hands and fed the prick to her steadily,
his balls swelling on every stroke.

	"Swallow his cum, kid! Squirt in her hot fuckin' mouth,
Bobby!" Jim gasped, when he heard Bobby begin to moan, his young
balls surging toward a creamy climax.

	Marcy lapped up through Tracy's smooth young crotch, tonguing
her asshole, then lifted her head higher so that she could watch Bobby
cum in the girl's mouth. Bobby grunted and rammed his cock into the
girl's mouth with a vengeance, stiffening finally to shot his cum-load
deep into Tracy's gulping young mouth.

	"Glubbbb... mmmfffffff... ulllpppppp", sputtered Tracy, as her
boyfriend's sperm splattered the back of her throat. She swallowed his
cum with gusto and Bobby pumped his hips, fucking her pretty young
face as more cum jetted out. Jizz flowed down her chin and cheeks as
he filled her little mouth to the brim.

	Bobby finished cumming and staggered back, his cum-coated cock
swaying like an elephant's trunk. Tracy tipped her head back, letting
the final load of his cum trickle down her throat with her mouth open,
so that Jim and Marcy could see her creamy reward.

	Jim kissed her on the lips. And Marcy dove back into their
joined loins to slake her own savage thirst. Both Jim and Tracy were
ready to climax now, inspired by the cock-sucking. He was no longer
restraining her, and the horny young teenager began to fuck furiously
up and down on his big prick.

	In less than a minute, her tiny cock-filled cunt spasmed and
creamed around his rapidly-pistoning shaft, and she squealed in
pleasure. Then, seconds later, she squealed again, this time as as Jim
shot a geyser of thick jizm up into her wildly squirming cunt as she
bounced up and down his cock, filling her to the brim. His copious
jizm blended with her girl-cum and bubbled out into Marcy's waiting
mouth. Jim emptied his balls into the writhing young girl and slumped
back. Tracy kept bouncing up and down, milking her own orgasm for all
it was worth. Until she too, slumped forward, her heaving tits pressed
into Jim's chest.

	Jim's prick was beginning to shrink inside Tracy's pussy now,
softening and bending. Bobby, too, was losing the tension in his
hard-on. Virile as the young man was, he had spilled an awful lot of
cum tonight, and he needed a little time to recover. But it was no
tragedy for the girls to find that both cocks were shrinking. They had
their lips and tongues to keep each other happy...

			     Chapter 13.

	Tracy squirmed up and Jim's prick pulled from her clasping
little fuck-hole, flexible and bending. The huge cock-knob came out
with a slurp and her well-fucked young cunt-slot stayed open,
retaining the outline of his prick and filling up with a milky pool of
their combined cum-juices.

	Marcy gulped her husband's prick into her mouth, sucking the
glistening cylinder of muscle voraciously. But she only mouthed his
spent cock-meat for a moment. Marcy wasn't too interested in her
husband's familiar cock, especially not now that it was softening. She
had only taken it into her mouth to taste Tracy's spicy young cunt-
nectar, fresh from her husband's prick.

	Her tongue soaked it up and her taste buds tingled, her
appetite whetted. Jim moved aside, prepared to watch. Bobby already
had his eyes glued to the scene.

	Marcy rose and kissed the young girl's lips passionately. Both
of their mouths were highly flavored by the cum they had swallowed.
Their tongues drilled back and forth, sharing the randy residue. They
had each sucked off both Jim and Bobby, yet the milky remnants of Sam
and Ted's sperm still lingering in Marcy's mouth. The combined flavor
made their hot, lesbian kiss a real taste treat. Marcy moved down and
sucked Tracy's tight, young tit, then arched her back and fed the
willing teenager some tit-meat of her own. They licked and sucked on
each other's breasts in turn, then Tracy fell back along the couch and
opened her lean young thighs invitingly.

	Marcy moved down, licking the blonde girl's belly and lapping
into her cunt-slit. The mouth-watering scent of simmering pussy rose
from Tracy's crotch as the teenager's well-fucked little cunt heated
up again, ready for some female tongue.

	"Lick me, Mrs. Morris!" she begged. "Suck my, pussy!
Pleeeease!"

	Tracy was so hot, she hunched her skinny hips up at Marcy's
mouth, eager to feel the older woman's hot tongue lapping at her cunt.
Her little pussy quivered with anticipation, but she was also
impatient to sink her own tongue into the beautiful woman's pussy, in
turn.

	Marcy began to flick her tongue out lightly, teasing Tracy by
barely making contact. She licked up the girl's glistening, pink
cunt-slit and lapped at her clit, working her nimble tongue deep into
the youngster's cum-soaked little fuck-slot.

	Jim and Bobby leaned over them, watching Marcy's nimble tongue
dip and dance. Marcy was basking in the glow of their heated gaze. She
adored to eat pussy at any time, but it was especially gratifying to
be tongue-fucking a teenaged girl while her horny husband and the
girl's randy boyfriend were watching her do it. It satisfied her
exhibitionistic tendencies as well as her taste buds.

	She spooned and scooped her tongue into Tracy's cunt-hole,
then began to suck as she lapped. She was pulling out mouthfuls of
jizz and pussy-juice, swallowing noisily, sucking every drop from the
young girl's tasty little pussy, and Tracy was loving ever second of
it.

	Marcy drew back for a second to look at the gorgeous young
cunt that she was munching on. Tracy's little pink pussy was drooling
both sperm and cunt-cream as the youngster ground her hips up Marcy's
face, silently begging her to continue. Marcy dove in again, her
tongue probing deeply and her lips making suction sounds around the
little girl's cunt-lips. She ducked down to lick some cream out of
Tracy's ass-cleft, varying the feast, making a smorgasbord out of the
young girl's groin. Marcy was like a shark in a feeding frenzy, and
her efforts were rewarded when Tracy began to climax noisily. Marcy
munched and Tracy melted. The older woman's mouth seemed glued to the
blonde girl's fuck-hole, total fusion of mouth to cunt only prevented
by the copious juices which poured from Tracy's over-heated young
pussy.

	With a moan, the lustful lady sucked the lovely young girl
through waves after wave of adolescent bliss, and when it was over,
Marcy leaned back, licking her lips, expecting to see Tracy looking
totally contented.

	But Tracy looked anything but satisfied. The horny young girl
had found out that, as she expected, cunt-licking was a double-headed
event. As soon as her clit and cunt were satisfied, her lips and
tongue got hot for the second half of the mutual muff-munching.

	Tracy was dancing her tongue around like a shadow boxer
warming up, practicing pussy-plating. She wasn't at all worried by her
lack of experience. The girl knew that cunt-sucking would come as
natural to her enthusiastic mouth as sucking pricks had done.

	"Wanna lick me, now?" Marcy whispered.

	"Ohhhh, yeahhhhh!" Tracy exclaimed.

	Marcy was looking forward to a good tongue-fucking from the
sexy little teenager. But she was still very much aware that two
fascinated males were watching, and she figured it would be nice to
change positions and let them enjoy a variety show, instead of simple
switching. Marcy dropped down on all fours and twisted around,
wiggling her ass invitingly. Tracy slid down from the couch and knelt
behind the older woman, pressing her pretty young face into Marcy's
drooling cuntslit from behind.

	Bobby's jaw was hanging open. The boy still couldn't
understand why his gorgeous, cock-hungry girlfriend would want to lick
a pussy. Bobby had a lot to learn about the ways of wanton women.
Marcy had been his teacher before. Now the boy was learning his
lessons from Jim, taking note of how approvingly the man gazed at his
promiscuous spouse, starting to get a hint of the visual pleasures
that accompanied peeping.

	Who could mind if a wife or girlfriend cheated... as long as
they could watch! Bobby thought that his eyeballs were going to melt
as they registered the thrilling scene. His cock was rising to yet
another erection and he saw that Jim, too, was getting a hard-on
again. But from the looks of the horny female action on the floor,
cocks were not required-yet.

	Tracy ran her tongue up the musky, flavorsome cleft of Marcy's
ass and began to lick Marcy's ass-ring. The tart, tangy confection
made the girl whimper with lust. She was licking Marcy's haunches as
if nipping at appetizers before diving into the main course of hot,
steaming pussy.

	"Uuuhhhhhh, yessssss... lick my ass, baby!" Marcy panted.

	Tracy nudged her cute little nose into the gorgeous woman's
crack and sniffed. Strangely, the aroma of Marcy's asshole thrilled
her, enhanced deliciously by the fragrance of hot pussy wafting up
from below.

	Tracy licked and sucked some more on the puckered slot of that
carnal canape. She drew back for a moment and gave her boyfriend a shy
smile, then dove in again. Her tongue sank up Marcy's ass and Marcy's
asshole sucked on it. Tracy had to tug back firmly to retract her
tongue against the suction. Her lapper came out distended like a taffy
pull. Marcy heaved her haunches up.

	"Do my cunt!" she moaned.

	Tracy slid down. Her forehead rested on the cheeks of Marcy's
ass and her lower face buried itself into the woman's pussy from
behind. They were linked up doggy-fashion in this act of lesbian love.
Tracy took a taste.

	The very first lick was enough to convince the teenager that
cunt-tonguing was for her. It didn't detract from her devotion to
cocks at all. It was simply another succulent side of the creamy coin.

	She lapped in and sucked at the rim. Marcy's cunt was full of
jizz as well as cunt-cream, a seething stew bubbling over into Tracy's
mouth. Tracy shook her head like a shark devouring its catch as she
munched in Marcy's hot, gooey fuck-hole.

	Cunt-juice ran down the insides of Marcy's trembling thighs,
and Tracy slid down to gather it back up, not wanting to waste a drop.
She slid up and took another lick at Marcy's ass-hole, then resumed
sucking on her fuck-hole.

	"Cum, Mrs. Morris! Cream for me!" the girl whined.

	She had already wolfed all the jizm out of Marcy's pussy, and
she was gulping unadulterated cunt-juice now. It was getting more
copious by the second as Marcy surged toward a crest. Marcy shuddered
and vibrated and undulated as her clit detonated and the core of her
cunt turned to jelly. Her ass shoved back. Tracy's lips were glued to
her pussy by a paste of pussy-juice and saliva. As the girl panted, it
made a bubbling sound.

	Tracy was in a feeding frenzy and Marcy was flowing like a
waterfall, filling the girl's mouth again each time her pussy
contracted in orgasm.

	Drained, Marcy slid belly-down along the carpet. Tracy's head
went down with her and the girl kept on burrowing under her jiggling
ass, licking out the last seepage, sucking the dark-haired woman dry.

	When Marcy's cunt stopped juicing, Tracy slid back up and
finished off where she had begun, sucking Marcy's musky little asshole
like a savory following the feast. Then they cuddled together in fond
embrace, kissing lovingly, sharing the lustful residue of their first
fuck.

	"Can we suck more... lots more?" Tracy whimpered.

	Her first lesbian suck-session had turned the sexy little
teenager into a gash glutton. She was eager to suck Marcy's cunt
again, as well as to mop her own muff on the older woman's mouth.

	"Yes, baby... but aren't we forgetting something... " grinned
Marcy, glancing over at the guys.

	Tracy followed her gaze and saw that Bobby and Jim both had
enormous erections again. This was an aspect of cunt-lapping that the
teenager hadn't paused to consider... the fact that it would make any
watching men horny again, no matter how much they had been fucking
before.

	Stiff pricks were always a welcome sight to young Tracy. But,
at the moment, she was somewhat confused. The poor, horny little girl
didn't know which she wanted most now... more cock or more cunt, more
sucking or more fucking, cock-cream or pussy-juice.

	She kissed Marcy, and her eyes rolled as she stared at Jim and
Bobby's huge, throbbing hard-ons. Marcy understood the girl's problem,
since it was a choice she often found hard to make, herself. But Marcy
knew a solution. Watching one another in action was always fun, but
now it was time for total commitment and involvement... for a little
'audience participation'. In short, it was time for a cluster-fuck.
And, like a choreographer, Marcy set the scene for the complex
coupling to cum...

			     Chapter 14.

	Marcy lowered Tracy to the floor and gracefully slid around
into the sixty-nine position. She mounted the girl, lowering her cunt
over Tracy's pretty face and ducking her own face down between Tracy's
widespread thighs. Marcy opened her mouth and gave the girl's pussy an
open-mouthed kiss, thrusting her tongue hungrily into Tracy's hot
little hole.

	Tracy did the same, and soon the gorgeous dark-haired woman
and slender blonde teenager were moaning and slurping at each other's
cunts in total abandon. They sixty-nined like that for a minute while
Jim and Bobby watched them with glowing eyes, their cocks throbbing in
their clenched fists.

	Suddenly Marcy rolled onto her side, pulling Tracy with her.
They were still linked up mouth to cunt, but now they were both lying
on their sides.

	"Come on boys," Marcy invited. "let's get this party pumping!"

	Jim lay down behind Tracy. He slipped his cock in under her
trim ass and nudged the cock-knob into her cunt. Marcy's mouth was
already there, and she began to lick her husband's cock-head as it
slicked back and forth in Tracy's juicy young pussy-slit. Then Jim
thrust forward and his cock slid into the young girl's tight clinging
little cunthole like a hot knife through butter. Marcy tongued his
balls as they rolled up into the teenager's crotch.

	Not to be left out of the horny action, Bobby stretched out
behind Marcy in the same way, his position the reverse of Jim's, so
that the two guys were also in the sixty-nining position-except, of
course, they had the girls sandwiched between them very snugly.

	Bobby's prick slid into Tracy's mouth for a moment, then
inched its way up into Marcy's cunt. He left it there for a second
with just the flared knob inside, enjoying the feel of his
girlfriend's tongue running up and down the shaft. Tracy licked and
sucked at cock and cunt until Bobby couldn't stand it any longer. With
a loud groan he clenched his young ass-cheeks and rammed forward as
hard as he could, hunching and grinding until every inch of his long,
hard prick was buried in Marcy's hot, clasping cunt-hole.

	The guys stayed buried balls-deep, enjoying the initial
coupling of cock and cunt as Marcy and Tracy sucked softly at the
junctions. They were getting all the possible thrills now, in this
carnal cluster of limbs and loins, still enjoying the visual aspects
along with the physical.

	Jim was looking over Tracy's shoulder, seeing a sturdy young
cock buried in his wife's cunt, watching the sexy little blonde
teenager lick and suck at both. His cock was sheathed in the girl's
slippery cunt-sheath and his wife's tongue was gently licking and
sucking at his balls.

	Bobby was getting much the same action as he lay in the
inverted position, his young cock buried inside Marcy's cunt to the
hilt. With wide, excited eyes he watched his girlfriend's pussy
crammed full of Jim's huge cock being greedily devoured by Marcy's hot
mouth.

	Marcy and Tracy were getting the best of both worlds. They had
their cunts stuffed with long, thick prick, while they ate pussy and
licked balls and saw all the action going on in each other's crotches.

	All four of them lay still for a while, Marcy and Tracy
licking gently as the guys flexed their throbbing cocks inside the
girls' cunts. Then they began to move together, like some well-
lubricated fucking machine revving up, running on phallic fuel,
powered by erotic arousal.

	Bobby watched Jim's cock pull out until only the large, flared
tip was inside Tracy's pussy. The girl's lightly-fuzzed little
cuntlips bulged lewdly around the man's huge cock-head. Then Jim
fucked back in, his gnarled shaft dragging the girl's cuntlips inside
her tiny pussy as it plunged back in. Bobby began to fuck Marcy in
counterpoint. He rammed his cock into the woman's cunt as he saw Jim
pull out of Tracy's tight hole, then drew out himself, as Jim fucked
back in.

	They fucked very slowly, loving the erotic, four-way action
and wanting to prolong it. Tracy whipped her tongue along Marcy's
tightly-stretched pussy-slit either side of Bobby's glistening prick.
Likewise, Marcy had her open mouth plastered on Tracy's cock-filled
pussy, sucking gleefully as her husband fucked the cute blonde's sweet
young hole.

	Jim was fucking the girl with such enthusiasm that his prick
was pulling all the way out of Tracy's cunt. He fucked into his wife's
mouth, then back into the girl's cunt, alternating in the two hot,
sucking holes. Then his long, throbbing prick slid back out of Tracy's
crotch. His cock was too stiff to bend and when Jim lunged again, his
prick slid up through the cleft between her ass-cheeks.

	The idea of a few fuck-strokes up into the teenager's tiny
little asshole was compelling. He drew back and angled his prick so
that it was aimed at her asshole. He inched the greasy tip of his
prick in, then paused, wondering if Tracy would object to taking it up
the ass. But with all that had happened so far, young Tracy was horny
enough to try anything at all. When she felt Jim's cockhead nudging at
her tight rear hole, she shoved her pert little ass back at him
enticingly.

	"Do it! Give it to me up the ass!" she gasped.

	Jim began to work his cock-head into Tracy's hot little
asshole. The fit was extremely tight, and for a moment he didn't think
his huge prick was going to fit into the teenager's tiny anal orifice.
But as Tracy relaxed a bit, her shit-chute loosened and Jim's prick-
knob slipped in. His cock-head stabbed deeper, blazing a trail for
his cock-stalk to follow up into the unexplored territory of her
virgin asshole.

	Jim fucked his cock in to the hilt. Tracy squealed. It hurt a
little, but only enough to magnify the pleasure, adding a tingle to
the sweet sensation of having her ass packed full of prick for the
very first time. He held his cock buried in the little teenager's
ass, then started to fuck in and out. As he fucked her ass, he was
leaving her cunt empty... but his greedy wife had come to the rescue,
and was filling Tracy's creamy little hole up with plenty of tongue.

	Bobby, watched Jim's cock sliding into his girlfriend's
asshole with mixed feelings, he was tremendously excited by the sight,
but he couldn't help feeling that Tracy was giving Jim something that
was rightfully his. His pangs of jealousy soon dissipated as Marcy
pulled her mouth from Tracy's juicy cunthole and begged him to fuck
her in the ass also.

	Eager to try it, Bobby jerked his cock out of Marcy's pussy
and rammed his stiff fucker up her ass. Marcy's asshole was no
stranger to a cock, and Bobby's young prick slipped inside as smooth
as silk. It felt just like a cunt, only much tighter, thought Bobby as
he began to fuck Marcy's experienced asshole. At first he was cautious
of hurting her, but on Marcy's urging, he was soon pounding the
woman's asshole just as vigorously as he'd fucked her cunt.

	Tracy and Marcy sucked and licked at each other's drooling
cunts as the guys fucked their assholes. With such intense
stimulation, it wasn't long before the two women were soaring towards
mutual orgasm. Intense waves of pleasure flashed back and forth
between their linked bodies like an alternating electric current.
Tracy's clit sparked, causing Marcy's tongue to shudder with a tremor.
A split second later, that seismic shudder passed into Marcy's clit,
and back to Tracy's tongue causing the young girl to cream into
Marcy's open mouth.

	They were both gulping plentifully, lapping at each other's
pussy-dew like ravenous felines. Then, suddenly Bobby and Jim began to
cum too, squirting their cum-loads into the girl's tight quivering
assholes. Jim pulled out and let the last few spurts of sperm splatter
over Tracy's cunt and his wife's mouth. Marcy licked up her husband's
hot cream and swirled it into Tracy's spasming cunt with her tongue,
letting it run back out mixed with the teenager's cunt-cream and
sucked the sexual sauce into her voracious mouth. Bobby did the same,
giving his girlfriend the same tasty treat as Marcy was enjoying.

	They fucked and sucked each other up to the peak and held
there, spurting and melting, then slowly slid down through the
satisfying descent.

	Finished, they all clung together, panting. They had all had
enough-for now. But Tracy had already planned to spend the night, and
Bobby was a more-than- welcome house guest, so they all slept together
and, first thing in the morning, fed each other a hot breakfast in
bed.

	It had worked out very well. Jim and Marcy could entertain at
home now, and never again did they need to go out to find strangers to
fuck her while Jim watched... although they still did, sometimes, just
for the hell of it. And the teenaged lovers never had to settle for
furtive frigging in the park again, either, with a comfortable home
always available to them.

	Even Tracy's mother was happy. Babysitting every night would
'keep the girl out of trouble', she figured. It was funny, though. She
had known Jim and Marcy for ages. And she had never realized they had
kids...

			       The End
