Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Star
Part: 1 of 1
Universe: 
Summary:
Keywords: (MF Mmf+ oral)(F+M+f+ mast oral voy)(MF mF oral voy blackmail)(M+F+ FF seduction group)
Language: English

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  National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML) and/or the
                           American Cancer Society.

                         !!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!

    The following work is of a sexual nature.  If you have not yet reached the 
age of consent, where ever you reside, the author requests your parents or 
guardians review this material before you continue.  Censoring the material a 
young mind absorbs is not the responsibility of the creator but that of the 
adult who has custodial responsibility for the young mind.  Having said that; 
the following story is pure fantasy.  It didn't happen, probably could never 
happen and the author accepts no responsibility for person(s) who attempt to 
make it happen.  All the characters were created by the author and none of 
them are based on people who actually lived or are living in this wonderful 
world we inhabit.  We are all created by a wonderful process called sexual 
intercourse.  That it was made so pleasurable is undeniably the reason we have 
filled this world with our children.  While the creator probably did so for a 
reason; remember that human beings created all the side dishes that accompany 
the basic act.  Sex should have a happy ending, whether with yourself or with 
a partner.  That this is sometimes not the case can only be the fault of the 
participants.  Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to the 
usual.

                                   The Star                                   
                                (MF Mmf+ oral)
                            (F+M+f+ mast oral voy)
                          (MF mF oral voy blackmail)
                          (M+F+ FF seduction group)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

                           ***** CHAPTER ONE *****

    It was hot, real fucking hot.  The temperature was close to a hundred and 
ten with not a breath of air but then a breeze would be just like turning on a 
hair dryer.  Hank Helva heard the phone ringing and knew his son wouldn't 
answer it.  The fucking kid never did.  Hank slowly got up off the lounger and 
entered the house.  It was cool inside but then anything would be cool 
compared to the temperature outside.  By the time he reached the phone it had 
stopped ringing.  Fuck !  It was hardly ever for him anyway.  He was on his 
way back outside when the door bell rang.  Hank cursed as he went to answer 
it.

    Bobby Talbot, was standing at the door.  "Hey...Mr. Helva.  What's 
happening ?  Your lazy, good for nothing, son home ?"

    Hank started laughing.  Bobby Talbot always gave Hank tons of shit about 
his son but the two teenagers were best of friends.  They had gone to high 
school together...Just graduated and while Bobby was staying in town to attend 
UNLV, his son was going out of state.  Hank sent Bobby down the hall to his 
son's room and headed back outside.

    It was Tuesday and Hank's wife, Margaret, was away for a couple of days.  
She was a traveling consultant in computer design and often out of town for 
several days each week.  Hank flew airplanes for a living and before he laid 
back on the lounger to soak up some rays, checked his beeper.  It hadn't gone 
off and he was relieved his service wasn't trying to get a hold of him.

    When the back door opened he looked over and found Bobby coming out on to 
the patio.  "Your worthless son is taking a nap and doesn't want to be 
disturbed."  He laughed and then continued.  "Ok, if I hang out here for a 
while, 'till he gets up ?"

    Hank struggled off the lounger and walked to the patio.  "Sure.  I'm gonna 
get myself a beer.  You want anything ?"

    "Yea...A beer'd be great, Mr. Helva."

    "Nice try, Bobby.  Want a coke ?"

    Bobby laughed while nodding his head.  Hank was back in a few moments and 
sat in one of the patio chairs while sippin' his beer.  Bobby just held his 
coke and then started abruptly.  "Your son said  you and Mrs. Helva were pot 
heads...When you were in college ?"

    Hank just stared at Bobby.  He could see Jack now, taking a hit off a 
joint and squeaking out, "Yea...Hank and Margaret did it in college !"  A 
badge of honor...His parents had once been cool !  Margaret and he had dabbled 
in it quite a bit back then...Mostly marijuana...Ok !  A little mesquiline 
every once and a while...but then so had everyone else.  After graduation Hank 
and Margaret were married and off to air force pilot training...No time for 
drugs there.  Hank did a tour in 'Nam right after graduating from pilot 
training and since the war was winding down, took his separation when he 
reached the West coast.  The air force was trying to get rid of pilots at the 
time and Hank was eager to get out after his year in 'Nam.

    He flew for a number of small freight companies and then did some 
corporate work for a few years.  One of the corporations he worked for did 
some business in Las Vegas.  On one of his trips there; he was playing golf 
with some hotel execs who bemoaned the fact that there just wasn't enough high 
class charter companies to cover the growing need for VIP transportation.  
Hank got interested and wrote up a proposal.  He took a couple of days off, 
traveled to Las Vegas on his own and presented his ideas.

    Margaret and Hank moved to Las Vegas in the early eighties and had been 
there ever since.  During that time, Hank had paid for his airplane many times 
over and made quite a nice living flying VIPs from 'Vegas around the Western 
United States.  He'd usually only work a couple of days a week and was very 
selective about his clientele.  This weekend he was flying some hotel execs and 
their wives to San Diego for the weekend...It was a good life...The smell of 
marijuana drifted in the still air and brought him out of his day dreaming.

    Bobby was handing a small pipe to him.  He squeaked out, "Go ahead, Mr. 
Helva, it's real good shit."  Hank froze.  Bobby continued.  "Don't worry.  I 
won't tell Jack."  Hank reached for the pipe and took a tentative drag off the 
stem.  The bowl puffed out a streak of smoke and Hank took another drag.  This 
one filled his lungs and he could immediately feel the euphoria he was 
familiar with from so long ago.

    He handed the pipe back to Bobby and the teenager took a drag.  The pipe 
went back and forth for about ten minutes before Hank finally said he could 
smoke no more.  Jesus !  He was stoned as fuck...Hardly knew where he was ?  
Bobby was laughing.  Was he laughing at him ?  Hank started laughing and Bobby 
laughed louder.

    "Good shit...Huh ?"  Hank kept laughing.  Shit !  Margaret would kick his 
ass if she knew he was getting stoned with one of Jack's friends.  He laughed 
louder and harder.  Bobby started talking but Hank hardly knew what he was 
saying ?  He got up and wandered around the yard for a bit, finally lying back 
down on the lounger.  The sun seemed hotter.  Bobby pulled a patio chair out 
on to the lawn and took off his shirt.

    "...going up to Reno this weekend to visit Stephanie."  Stephanie was one 
of Jack and Bobby's friends.  Bobby had been dating her almost all senior 
year.  "...Gonna do a lot of fucking and sucking this weekend !"  Hank 
laughed.  God !  What he wouldn't give to fuck a young lady like Stephanie.  
Slim with small, well shaped breasts, long legs and sun bleached hair...Just 
gorgeous.  Hank could feel his cock thicken in his swim trunks and imagined 
the fuck he was going to throw Margaret when she got home from Seattle.  His 
wife was still a very energetic lover and the two of them would absolutely fuck 
like rabbits at least once a week.  Both of them felt the separations were 
what made them so horny.

    Bobby was going on and on about the parties and dope and booze that Reno 
held in store for him.  Hank wasn't paying any particular attention, still 
stoned as shit and fantasizing about Stephanie.  He had a honest to God semi 
in his trunks and was hoping Bobby didn't notice.  Shit !  He might have to 
retreat to the bathroom and blow a load in the shower if the kid kept talking 
about all the pussy he was getting.

    Shit !  Now, the kid was talking about the young thing down the 
block...Mary Lou something or other and she was built like a brick shit house.  
Hank had noticed her a number of times as she hung out in front of the house 
with Jack and the neighborhood kids.

    "...Gives the best fucking head.  Uses her titties like crazy and loves to 
lick my cum off of them.  The best titty fuck I've ever had.  Kind of a fat 
chick but just loves to suck cock."  Hank was losing it.  His semi was growing 
into a full fledged hardon, imagining this young thing sucking on Bobby's 
cock.  "She gave me a blow job right before I came over here...In the front 
seat of my car...Right across the street.  Wiped me out.  Thought it was cool.  
Shit !  Last weekend she blew three different guys at a party Jack and I were 
at.  Can't get enough.  Loves to do it with someone watching...Turns her on 
she says.  Fuck !  She is one hot cunt, Hank."

    Hank looked over at Bobby and found him staring at his crotch.  He looked 
down and saw his boner was clearly visible.  Bobby was staring at him when he 
looked up.  "She'd love to have some of that, Hank.  She likes big cock...No 
shit !  I bet she could take us both on and want more !"  Bobby laughed and 
got up to get rid of his coke can.  "You want another beer ?"

    Hank mumbled something and rolled over on to his stomach on the lounger.  
He felt very uncomfortable.  Bobby, a kid his son's age, was talking about his 
penis and about fucking a high school girl but Fuck !  He was turned on like 
he hadn't been in years.  Margaret wouldn't be able to walk Friday morning.  
He was sure of it.  Bobby returned with another beer.

    Hank noticed Bobby'd got himself one but said nothing of it.  Bobby 
continued as soon as he sat down.  "How long Mrs. 'H' gonna be gone...Taking 
Jack to school ?"  Hank mumbled a couple of days and took a sip of his beer.  
Bobby continued.  "You know...If you're home next week while your old lady's 
gone...I could bring her over here...You could watch me fuck her...I'm willing 
to bet she'll let you watch...And she gets so fucking hot she'd never stop 
you.  Probably beg you after she wipes me out."

    Hank's hardon was uncomfortable pressed between his belly and the lounger.  
He almost wanted to grind it against the webbing and get himself off.  Was 
this kid jerking him off ?  Trying to embarrass him ?  Hank was paranoid.  
Couldn't reply.  And then flooded with relief when the back door opened and 
his son, Jack, wandered out into the back yard.

    Jack called out.  "Hey, slime ball...You got nothing better to do than 
hang out with my pops ?"  Bobby started laughing and got up off the patio 
chair.  As he went to greet Jack, Hank desperately whispered, "Well..."  What 
else was he going to say ?  He was almost sure Bobby didn't hear him but then 
the teenager turned his head and said, "Cool !"

                           ***** CHAPTER TWO *****

    Hank spent an uncomfortable twenty minutes willing his hardon away, 
finally deciding to go inside, shower and spray the shower stall with semen.  
He was sure Bobby heard what he said.  He didn't say 'yes.'  Did he ?  He 
couldn't quite remember but was sure that this wasn't going to work out.  The 
picture refused to go away...Mary Lou on her knees sucking Bobby's cock while 
Hank fucked her brains out.  He still had a semi in his trunks when he rolled 
off the lounger and headed inside.

    The door bell rang while he was in the bedroom stripping off his trunks 
After it rang twice, Hank figured Jack and Bobby had left already.  Fucking 
kids !  He pulled his trunks back on and went to the door.

    "Hi !  Mr. Helva.  Jack home ?"  Rachael Klindfelt sang out when Hank 
opened the door.  Hank was stuck for an answer, still stoned and now 
fantasizing about the young lady standing on the porch.

    He finally sputtered out.  "I...I think Jack's with Bobby...they went 
somewhere...I think ?"  Rachael looked at him strangely for a second and then 
asked if she could come in and use the phone ?  Hank stepped aside and let the 
young lady in.  Jesus !  He'd like to fuck this one, too.  He watched her butt 
as she walked into the kitchen to use the phone.  Nice ass, he thought.  Her 
tits were huge and on such a small lady.  He wondered if they were as big as 
Mary Lou's down the street ?  Hank followed her into the kitchen.

    As she talked on the phone, Hank recalled over-hearing his son talking on 
the phone one night about fucking her...How much she loved to fuck.  His 
hardon started coming back.  He felt naked standing there watching her talk on 
the phone.  She turned to look at him while she was talking.  Hank swore she 
looked at his crotch.  Maybe he imagined it ?

    "You don't have any idea where they went do you, Mr. Helva ?"  He just 
stood there and stared at her.  She laughed and then continued.  "They were 
supposed to take me to lunch today.  When's Jack leaving ?"  Hank told her 
Tuesday and she went on and on about how she'd be out of town this weekend 
visiting her boy friend in San Diego.

    "Shit !  Rachael...I'm going to San Diego this weekend, too !"  He sounded 
like a high school kid.  "If your boy friend stands you up you can always come 
party with me."  The guy would have to be nuts to leave this young lady's side 
for more than a minute or so.  He knew he had a stupid look on his face and 
Rachael was looking at him weirdly but he continued anyway.  "I'm staying at 
the Regency, right on the beach.  Just ask at the desk.  I'll come down and 
buy you a drink."  All his son's friends had phony I.D.s, his son, too.  It 
drove his wife nuts.  He laughed a stupid laugh.

    Rachael looked at him for a long while and thought maybe Jack's dad was 
coming on to her ?  Jesus !  He was older than her parents.  Some of her 
friend's dads had come on to her before.  Once when she was just fifteen.  She 
came back to the present and just nodded her head.  Now, he was talking about 
something else.  Jesus !  He hardly made any sense.  She was sure he was 
drunk...Maybe stoned ?  All those stories Jack told about the sixties.....

    .....The weather was gorgeous in San Diego.  Hank was settled in his room 
by two-thirty.  His charter wasn't leaving until Monday afternoon...going to 
do a little business Monday morning...Yea !  Right !?  Hank was contemplating 
walking down to the beach and doing a little body surfing.  He could still 
hear Margaret kidding him about how horny he was Thursday night and had to 
admit the sex they had was some of the best they'd had in months.

    He felt guilty about what he was thinking as he watched his wife suck the 
life back into him after he fucked her the first time.  Her dark hair was 
bobbing over his groin but all he saw was blonde...The blonde high school girl 
down the block, Mary Lou.  Jesus !  He came buckets that night.  Fucked 
Margaret four times.  She complained the next morning about being sore and he 
had to admit he was, too.

    The phone startled him.  Shit !  A change in plans...He always hated the 
last minute changes these people made.  He picked up the phone and muttered, 
"Helva here."

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    Rachael Klindfelt wasn't sure why she was here ?  The phone was ringing.  
She felt a little uncomfortable in the lobby and was glad the phones were off 
in a hallway...Out of the way.  She should be in Tijuana about now with her 
boy friend and his pledge brothers but she felt more uncomfortable about that 
than being here.  There were only two other girls going with them and after 
last night, she could imagine what was on tap for tonight.  Her boy friend had 
pawed her all night long and then when they got back to his room, tried to 
fuck her while his roommate was sleeping across the room.  Her flight didn't 
leave until tomorrow afternoon and she didn't have a clue where she could stay 
until then.  She was figuring the airport when she remembered Mr. Helva was 
staying at the Regency.

    So, she ended up at the Regency, just stoned as shit.  God !  They had 
such great dope down here, compared to 'Vegas...Hardly knew what to say when 
he answered the phone....Just blurted out.  "My boy friend stood me up.  He's 
in Tijuana for the night and I can't get a flight out until tomorrow 
afternoon.  You still gonna buy me that drink ?"  She trusted him.  He wasn't 
going to try anything.

    Hank paused for a long time.  He thought he knew who it was but could 
hardly believe she was actually calling him from the lobby.  Fuck !  What was 
he going to do ?  "Well, come on up, Rachael.  Plenty of room up here.  You 
can stay here until your flight."  Jesus !  That sounded bad.

    She jumped at it, though, so he rushed to the bathroom, brushed his teeth 
and splashed on some after shave.  Who was he kidding ?

    Rachael arrived and Hank threw her bag on the bed.  It was a huge king 
size job that took up almost the entire room.  There was a wet bar next to the 
bathroom and a nice patio over-looking the Pacific.  "What would you like to 
drink, Rachael ?"

    She looked at him and laughed a little.  She remembered Bobby bragging 
about how he had a beer with Mr. Helva on Thursday afternoon.  He even said he 
got Jack's dad stoned.  She'd see.  She had two fat joints in her purse...Felt 
that was enough to get her and Jack's dad real fucking stoned.  She laughed a 
little.  They'd still be stoned tomorrow.

    She used the powder room and Hank poured her a rum and coke.  He was 
tremendously turned on.  She was cool with the drink.  They were sitting on 
the patio just shooting the shit when she once again mentioned that her flight 
didn't leave until tomorrow.

    Again he offered.  "Well...you could stay here ?"

    "That would be great, Mr. Helva."

    "Call me Hank...Want another drink ?"

    She nodded and as he got up to get the drinks, asked.  "Where are you 
going to sleep, Mr. Helva ?"

    "It's Hank, Rachel...And I'm sleeping in the bed.  You're sleeping on the 
couch.  Age before beauty."

    They both laughed.  Rachael then went inside to her purse and pulled out 
one of the joints.  She held it up and called out.  "Wanna get high ?"

    His cock lurched in his pants as he remembered fantasying about her that 
afternoon after she left.  He'd gotten totally hard and took a shower, 
spraying a load of cum down the drain.  He couldn't possibly turn fantasy into 
reality, could he ??  He'd really like to fill this young thing's cunt with 
semen !  Shit !  What was he thinking ?  And then he recalled the conversation 
he had with Bobby.  What conversation ?  More like coded bullshit...But just 
maybe ??

    Rachael was taking a deep drag off the joint, her breasts straining 
against her "T" shirt.  He brought their drinks to one of the end tables and 
closed the sliding glass doors.  No sense in being a total fool ?!  He joined 
her on the bed.  It was as good as the stuff Bobby had and he imagined having 
her over with Bobby and Mary Lou.  Both of them fucking each of the girls 
together...A fucking orgy.  His cock started getting hard.  He leaned back and 
could begin to see the outline of it in his shorts.

    After smoking about half the joint, they were stoned out of their minds 
and giggly...Thinking about ordering room service.  Hank finally fumbled 
through the order and was told it would be half an hour.  He looked over at 
Rachael.  She was looking at his groin.  He felt huge and looked down.  Yes !  
He could easily see the outline of his cock in his shorts.

    "Aaah...What are we going to do until the food gets here ?"  Rachael 
asked.  She was positive he had a hardon.  It was big, too !  She saw him look 
down at his crotch...Saw his penis jump in his shorts and jerked her gaze back 
to his face.

    He wanted to say "fuck" but didn't.  He didn't say anything.  She clammed 
up and the two of them watched the surf until the knock came at the door.  
After the waiter left, they ate like pigs.  Later, they sat on the bed, 
finishing the joint.

    Hank felt she was purposely doing a lot of touching while they passed the 
joint back and forth.  He rubbed her arm all the way to her shoulder after 
passing the joint to her.  She stared at him while she toked on the roach.

    God !  He was touching her.  Jesus !  It was turning her on.  She touched 
him back while holding the joint to his lips, her other hand on his shoulder.  
Her tits were so close to his hand.  She knew he was going to feel them but he 
didn't, just her arm.  He was leaning back and she almost fell on him when she 
moved away from him.  His hand steadied her at the shoulder.

    "Wow !  This is fucking dynamite shit !"  She laughed.  He was running his 
hand up and down her arm again.  He stopped in her long, auburn hair.  More 
brown in places than auburn.  She used color on it.  His hand kept going up 
and down her arm.  From up under her hair in back all the way down to her 
wrist.  She could feel herself tingle.

    It was erotic so she leaned over to kiss him.  His tongue was surprised 
but quickly started fencing with hers.  His hand roamed down the valley of her 
breasts on the way to her crotch.  He was rubbing her pussy through her jeans.  
Jesus !  She was so turned on !  She ground her crotch against his hand and 
felt him pull his hand away only to grab her wrist and place her hand on his 
penis.  Jesus !  He was huge, much longer and thicker than any of her boy 
friends.  Much bigger than his son !

    Rachael started rubbing his cock and Hank knew if she didn't quit, he'd 
blow a load in his shorts.  He sat up and started to strip his shorts off.  
She got up off the bed and began to work on her jeans.  Neither of them said a 
word.  Her "T" shirt was next and her bra encased tits were huge.  Hank's cock 
was bare and Rachel couldn't take her eyes off it.  Very long and thicker than 
anything she'd ever seen !  He was working on her under panties and she was 
struggling with her bra strap.  His face was in her belly and she could feel 
his tongue working in her navel.  She started wiggling around and his mouth 
was in her hair.  Rachael fell toward the bed and Hank followed her.

    Hank was on fire, his cock just hard as rock.  Rachael was naked and 
wiggling around below him.  His face was in her pubic hair and then he spread 
her legs.  She moaned when he licked her.  Her crotch bucked up into his face 
and he drove his tongue into her snatch, licking like mad to clear her pubic 
hair out of the way.  When he tasted pink she screamed a little and Hank 
started slathering her meat with saliva.  She was wet and had a copper taste;  
smelled like she hadn't bathed since yesterday and she hadn't.

    Rachael couldn't believe how hot she was.  She'd never cum like that...So 
soon...Even when she played with herself.  Jesus !  He was licking her 
clitoris and it felt marvelous.  She was cuming again and making more noise.  
It surprised her...She was usually very quiet when she had sex.  His tongue 
was in her or maybe it was his finger.  She wanted him to fuck her and reached 
for his hair.

    Hank looked up when she grabbed his hair.  Her eyes were slits.  The dope 
he was sure.  Her cunt was spread before him, all pink, surrounded by a lush 
growth of curly brown pubic hair.  He licked her and she moaned out, "Come on, 
Hank...Come on..."  He mounted her and pushed his cock against her wet cunt.  
He slid about half way in and then he started pumping like a mad man.  She was 
screaming and he was bottoming out with every thrust.  Her legs were around 
him and he was just fucking her brains out.  His cum welled up in his balls 
and shot out of his dick like a rocket ship, coating Rachael's insides with 
semen.  He kept fucking and didn't stop until she was still and his cock 
slithered out of her.

                          ***** CHAPTER THREE *****

    After the night with Rachael, Hank was beat and could hardly stay awake on 
the flight to Las Vegas.  It seemed three hours long but it was only a one 
point four.  He'd fucked her four times and once the next morning.  She sucked 
his cock like a pro and he even came all over her tits one time.....

    .....Hank was out of his mind...Ecstatic !  Rachael had asked him if she 
could drop by while Margaret was off taking Jack to school ?

    Rachael Klindfelt had never got her rocks off like Saturday night and 
Sunday morning with Jack's dad.  She craved more of this middle-aged man with 
the nice big, fat dick.....

    .....Hank knew Margaret was disappointed.  After the fuck he threw her 
last Thursday night, she wanted more...And was surprised he didn't jump her 
bones Monday night before she took Jack to school.  She was depressed and 
totally shocked at the turnout when she left with Jack the next morning.

    Of course, Bobby was there.  But Rachael Klindfelt and Mary Lou, from down 
the street...What were they doing here at 0500 ?  It really freaked her out.  
They were all still hanging around out front and talking when Jack backed out 
of the driveway...As they rounded the corner, Margaret noticed...None of them 
were going to their cars...Margaret wondered what they were going to do ?  
Maybe they'd finish off the breakfast that Hank had cooked for Jack and her 
before they left ?  Of course !  The kids would finish it off before leaving !

    Hank was blown away.  The four of them were in the house and Bobby was 
already packing the pipe.  He was putting on some music in the den and the 
girls were chatting in the kitchen.  He was already getting a hardon, knowing 
he could fuck Rachael.  He wondered if she'd let Bobby fuck her ?  Maybe she's 
already fucked him ?  His cock was starting to show in his shorts.  Bobby 
glanced at it as he passed him on his way into the kitchen to get them all 
cokes.  The three in the kitchen were sippin' when Bobby torched up the pipe.

    Hank was out of his mind after three hits off the pipe.  They were all 
laughing like crazy when Mary Lou said she had to go to the bathroom.  Off she 
went.

    Bobby leaned over and whispered to Hank.  "Why don't you take Rachael 
outside for a while...And I'll see if I can get Mary Lou to give me a blow 
job.  I've heard Rachael is one hot piece of ass.  You want to try and hook up 
with her...And then maybe we can switch."  Bobby started laughing and Hank 
wasn't sure if he was serious or not ?

    Hank just nodded his head when Rachael blurted out.  "What are you two 
whispering about ?"  Hank started laughing and then Mary Lou was back in the 
kitchen.  Hank took Rachael's hand and the two of them went outside to share a 
smoke.  Hank was getting hard again, imagining the young girl inside sucking 
on Bobby's cock.

    "Aaahh...Rachael...I'm...Going to get the pipe...Ok ?"  He wandered back 
inside and stood in the doorway to the den.  Mary Lou was already on her 
knees, with her head in Bobby's crotch.  She hadn't taken off any of her 
clothes and Bobby just had his jeans unbuttoned.  Hank was sure she was 
sucking his cock because he could see her lips sliding up and down Bobby's 
saliva slick shaft.  Hank rubbed his cock.

    The intake of breath, freaked him out.  He jumped !  Rachael was standing 
right behind him.  She, too, was staring at the high school girl sucking 
Bobby's cock.  She looked down at Hank's crotch and saw his cock, hard in his 
shorts.  She looked back at the two on the couch.  The high school girl was 
stripping off her "T" shirt and boy !  Did she have a pair of tits, in a real 
sturdy bra.  The bra hit the floor and so did her tits, almost.  They hung 
down on her chest like sand bags with the smallest areolae and nipples.  She 
swung them around while looking at Hank.  He continued to rub his crotch.

    Mary Lou always got turned on like crazy when she was stoned.  The other 
two were watching and the college girl had big tits just like her's...And 
Bobby told her Jack's dad had a real big cock, too !  Mary Lou loved big 
cocks.  Wow !  He was rubbing a real big lump in his shorts.  She wished he 
would take it out so she could see it.  She put her hands on top of her head 
and shook her titties back and forth again.  Oh !  Shit, here it comes...Oh !  
Fuck !  What a cock !

    Mary Lou was just staring as Hank yanked his shorts down.  His cock bobbed 
around in his crotch as he dragged them down his legs.  He hadn't worn any 
underwear this morning and was hard as stone.  He stepped out of his shorts 
and tore off his "T" shirt.  Mary Lou was going to get fucked while she sucked 
Bobby's dick.  Hank moved across the room and got behind her.  She looked 
back, staring at his hard cock.

    Hank reached around her and worked the front of her jeans open.  He tugged 
at her waist until he could see her underwear.  He yanked them both down over 
her butt.  Her ass was big and wide.  Mary Lou was a big girl, all over.  Hank 
wondered if she had a large cunt ?  He laughed a little as he ran his fingers 
down the furrow of her ass until he could feel some pubic hair.  He searched 
for her cunt and wormed a finger into her.  She was back to sucking Bobby's 
cock, her head bobbing over his groin.

    Hank pulled her pants down further and started finger fucking her in 
earnest.  Her cunt was thick lipped and hairy...The hair, curly and brown.  He 
leaned down and licked her ass crack, running his tongue right over the young 
thing's asshole...A down of brown hair was growing around it.  Hank licked 
lower and wormed his tongue into her cunt.  She was very wet...Tasted and 
smelled like she'd douched this morning.  He licked and licked, finally 
sucking one of her labia into his mouth...Then wormed his tongue into her and 
started tongue fucking her cunt.  She came off Bobby's cock and almost 
screamed.  "Oh !  God !  Fuck me !"

    Hank was panting when he rose.  He straightened up behind the young thing 
and poked his cock into the jungle of hair she had growing between her legs.  
His cock head popped in and he kept pushing until his stomach was flush with 
her wide ass.  He was buried in her.  A low moan escaped from Mary Lou's mouth 
and only stopped when Bobby pulled her face back to his groin.  Hank started 
fucking and only stopped to watch Bobby fill Mary Lou's mouth with cum.

    She started moaning again after she spit Bobby's soft pecker out of her 
mouth.  Hank was driving her up against the couch, just fucking the shit out 
of her.  He spread her ass cheeks apart and watched his thick cock drive in 
and out of the brown thatch between the teenager's legs.  He was oblivious to 
Rachael and only noticed her when she climbed over the back of the couch into 
Bobby's lap.  She was bare ass naked and her tits jiggled, her areolae and 
nipples all crinkly.  Bobby was laughing as she was reaching for his cum 
soaked dick.  Hank watched as she worked herself down and sucked Bobby's cock 
into her mouth.

    Mary Lou rolled from under him and caused their separation.  She quickly 
turned to face him.  Hank could see semen dribbling down her chin.  She smiled 
and licked her lips.  Hank got to his feet.  Moments later, Mary Lou damn near 
deep throated him.  He grabbed her blonde hair and started rocking back and 
forth.  He didn't last long and flooded the teenager's mouth with cum.  It 
dribbled out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin.  Hank pushed her 
away, his eyes already locked on Rachael's butt.  Her brown hair was bobbing 
over Bobby's groin and he was going to fill her cunt.  He knee crawled to her 
behind and then poked until his softening, cum slick cock slid into her cunt.

    Rachael knew Hank was moving toward her and could hardly wait to get 
filled by both.  Bobby's cock was nice but nothing like Hank's.  Hank was off 
to the races just fucking the shit out of her.  She could feel his cock 
growing in her stomach.  Just as good as it was this weekend.  God !  Did his 
cock feel good !?

    Bobby wanted to fuck her and pushed her away from his cock.  Hank was 
still fucking her brains out.  Bobby could hear the "...slap...slap...slap" 
their bodies were making.  He was hard as stone and while Hank was fucking 
Rachael tapped him on the shoulder.  Hank's eyes were slits when he looked 
over at him but he stepped aside and moved to her head.  Jesus !  Jack's old 
man had really reamed her out.  Bobby started fucking her like crazy.  Hank 
was fucking her face.  What a fucking orgy !  Bobby was in seventh heaven and 
we all know where Hank was !!

                           ***** CHAPTER FOUR ****

    Hank slept all afternoon.  Shit !  The high school girl didn't leave until 
after eight o'clock...To go to school.  Hank could hardly walk by then.  Bobby 
and Rachael left a little after nine...Off to class !  It was after six before 
Hank rolled out of bed.  He went through the refrigerator and made a sandwich 
for dinner.  He was famished and ate a second.  He popped the top on a beer 
and after finishing it, jumped in the pool for a while.  He was drying off 
when the door to the back patio opened.  Hank freaked out.  Standing in the 
doorway was Mary Lou and a younger girl.....

    .....Mary Lou tried the front door and it was open.  She'd been ringing 
the bell for a few minutes and Terry was getting antsy.  Mary Lou knew Hank 
was hot for some great dope and Terry always had the best.  She wished she 
knew where she got it ?  It was fucking expensive but worth it.  Terry was 
just a freshman and lived a couple of blocks away...Was always telling her 
that when she got to know her a little better, maybe...Just maybe, she might 
introduce Mary Lou to her friend...The one with the dope.

    Hank felt self conscious especially since he had no idea who the young 
blonde standing behind Mary Lou was ?  He grasped the towel a little closer 
like one of them might pull it off him.  Mary Lou was looking at his groin.  
His cock hurt.  He'd fucked both Mary Lou and Rachael this morning a couple of 
times a piece and after this weekend it was sore.  He was silent.

    "This is Terry...And she's got the best bud but it's a little expensive.  
You said this morning...You wanted some...Right ?"  Mary Lou wanted some more 
of Hank's fat cock.

    Hank just nodded and headed for the bedroom to change.  The girls stayed 
out on the patio and Hank joined them after he was dressed.  He inquired as to 
how much this was going to set him back, not really caring.

    Terry was an enthusiastic sales person.  "It's better than that shit you 
smoked this morning.  The guy I get it from grows his own and it's the best 
fucking bud in the valley.  You won't be sorry."

    Hank shelled out sixty-five for a very small baggie of a green leafy 
substance.  It was all balled together and Terry was quick to pull out a pipe 
and continued with.  "You want to try it ?"

    Hank just smiled.  At that very moment he knew he was going to fuck them 
both.  His sore cock was already starting to thicken in his shorts.  He 
laughed and walked indoors, sitting on the couch, a girl on each side of him.  
His money had disappeared and he wondered where he could buy a pipe ?

    Round and round the pipe went and it wasn't long before the three of them 
were stoned as shit...In outer space.  Terry got up and left the room.  Hank 
started laughing until Mary Lou dropped to her knees and lifted her "T" shirt 
off over her head.  Her bra followed and she started pulling on his shorts, 
her boobs jiggling like an old lady's.

    He let her draw his shorts down and she smiled when she saw he was getting 
hard already.  She started sucking and running her boobs up and down his 
slickening shaft.  He threw his head back and let her have her way with him.  
He had no idea how long the young girl had been watching but when he opened 
his eyes she was standing behind Mary Lou rubbing the crotch of her shorts.  
He motioned her to sit down and she did.

    Terry couldn't see the guy's cock as Mary Lou was hiding it in her mouth 
and between her tits.  The guy was motioning her to sit down so she sat beside 
him and watched Mary Lou suck his cock.  Now she had a better view.  This guy 
had a big cock.

    She was getting horny watching her friend suck on Hank's big, hard cock.  
Terry got to her feet and started to get out of her clothes.  When she was 
naked she pushed Mary Lou away and got to her knees between the guy's legs.  
Boy !  He had a nice big dick.  She was humming on him in no time, beating his 
shaft and sucking on the nice mushroomed shaped knob on the end of his cock.  
When it was thoroughly slick with saliva, Terry climbed aboard and started 
riding him like a jockey.  He was like an oil derek below her and she came in 
less than three minutes of hard fucking.

    Hank was wild, fucking up into the young thing on his lap.  Her tits were 
like small cupcakes with real tiny nipples and areolae.  While the hair on her 
head was almost a white color, her abundant bush was a dark brown.  Her cunt 
was very slick and slid right down his shaft when she climbed aboard.  He was 
almost there when the young girl, bouncing on his cock, came.  Her chest got 
all flushed and she whimpered a bit and then leaned forward and bit his 
shoulder.  He fucked her faster and drenched her insides with a load of cum 
that immediately started to leak out of her.  Mary Lou was over and pushing 
Terry off him.  She gobbled up Hank's semen slick cock and sucked him until he 
was clean.

    Terry leaned back on the edge of the couch and masturbated while she 
watched Mary Lou suck on Hank's cock.  He was getting hard again.  This guy 
was a one man orgy.  Mary Lou left a little after eleven but the teenager 
didn't leave until the next morning after fucking and sucking Hank dry.  He 
was fucking beat and could hardly get an erection when the teenager woke him 
with an early morning blow job.

    He pumped a weak load in her mouth and she was off to school.  Shit !  It 
was only seven forty-five.  He slept until eleven and could hardly wait to go 
to bed that evening.  The young thing was a very hot young lady.  Perfect 
body.  Tennis ball size tits with perky nipples.  A nice hairy brown bush, 
quite a contrast to her almost white hair and the cutest little butt.  Hank 
got hard remembering doing her doggie style.  She screamed the whole time.  He 
finally dragged his tired ass out of bed and started the house work.  Margaret 
would be home this evening...Late.  She'd want some cock...It had been over a 
week.  She was going to be disappointed.

                           ***** CHAPTER FIVE *****

    Hank was fast asleep when Margaret got home.  The way he was snoring, she 
was sure she was out of luck tonight.  Maybe tomorrow morning ??

    Wrong !!

    Margaret couldn't figure it out ?  Hank hardly looked at her.  Never even 
patted her ass.  He always patted her ass and that usually meant she was in 
for a fun time.  What the fuck was up ?  She flirted like crazy with him all 
the following day but it was like he was avoiding her.  She was confused.  
That afternoon Bobby came over and when the two of them spent some time out in 
the back yard alone, she started to suspect something was up.

    Hank couldn't get Terry out of his mind...Before she left the other 
morning she asked if he wanted to score some more dope ?  Of course he did !  
The three of them damn near smoked all of what he bought.  She promised she'd 
try to work something out with her friend.  Hank was on cloud nine and hardly 
paid any attention to Margaret.  On Thursday, he left to pick up a charter in 
Seattle and when he got home, threw Margaret a so-so fuck before he left again 
for Salt Lake City on Friday.

    Bobby Talbot and a whole bunch of his and Jack's friends surprised 
Margaret on Saturday, spending all afternoon with her.  They even called Jack 
at school.  They were a nice bunch of kids and Margaret enjoyed the company.

    Sunday afternoon, Bobby showed up alone and the two of them sat out by the 
pool in their swim suits and whiled away the entire afternoon.  Margaret was 
sure Bobby was sneaking peaks at her in her bathing suit.  If she wasn't 
mistaken the teenager was soft on her.  She was still very trim and well 
preserved at forty-five.  Her legs were cellulite free and her breasts while 
not very big were perfectly shaped.  She laughed.  Her pussy sure wasn't 
tight.  A steady diet of Hank's cock and two children had taken it's toll.

    Jesus !  What was she thinking ?  Bobby was her son's age !  She made some 
excuse and Bobby left shortly after that.  The front door wasn't shut before 
Margaret had her hand down the front of her suit, massaging her labia.  The 
bottoms to her bating suit hit the floor and she plopped back on to the bed.  
Both of her hands were between her legs and she could smell herself.  Her hips 
were coming up off the mattress already.  Oh !  This was going to be good.  
Her labia were spread and she was rubbing her clitoris with two of her 
fingers.

    Margaret spasamed three or four times before coming to rest.  Her body was 
covered with a sheen of perspiration.  The room stank of sex.  She missed 
feeling Hank's semen leak out of her, rolled into a ball and wondered if Hank 
was fucking someone else ?  He was home almost all the time while she was 
away.  Maybe that woman down the street ?  She had tits the size of 
watermelons...was always around...a house mom with a teenage daughter...That 
girl who showed up when she took Jack to school...And her husband was gone 
five days a week...Nights, too.  She tossed and turned until it was time to 
fix herself some dinner.

    The week dragged by for Margaret.  She couldn't get the picture out of her 
mind...Her husband fucking someone else.  She was going to come home early 
next week and try to catch him in the act.  That's what she'd do !

    On the other hand, Hank was on cloud nine.  He hardly thought of Margaret.  
Fuck !  Three different high school cunts in two days.  Well, one of them was 
a college freshman but hey !  That's pretty close.  He just had to have some 
more of that...And the way Terry talked about this Willy guy...Just maybe, he 
could pull it off ?!

    He was on the phone trying to get a hold of Terry when Margaret came in 
through the back door.  It was two-thirty p.m. on Wednesday.  What the fuck 
was she doing home ?  Thank God !  She wasn't here twenty minutes ago.  She'd 
have caught him fucking the shit out of Rachael.  She left just five minutes 
or so ago.  Shit !  Was he a lucky son of a bitch ?!

    Margaret walked right by him and into the front of the house.  She saw him 
tense up when she walked through the back door and then relax like he didn't 
have a care in the world.  And he wouldn't, if she hadn't been parked down the 
street for the last hour...She'd stopped half way through the turn when she 
saw the car parked out front.  She backed up, parked and sat back to wait.  
She saw everything...Not that there was much to see.  Hank even came out front 
with her...That friend of Jack's...Rachael...God !  She was still a teenager !  
Was Hank fucking her ?  She was furious and slammed the bedroom door.....

    .....The answering machine.  He didn't leave a message and was crest 
fallen.  Too good to be true.  He had a trip, starting tomorrow...Three days - 
two nights in Santa Barbara and Terry said this Willy character flew airplanes 
and told her he'd go just about anywhere.  He heard the bedroom door slam and 
decided to try calling Terry later.....

    .....He called all afternoon and only quit when Margaret started pestering 
him about who he was calling.  He put her off with some charter business and 
watched T.V. while Margaret fixed dinner.  All he could think of was Terry, 
hoping he could hook up with her to tell her the news and maybe she could set 
something up ?  He was depressed, anxious and hardly spoke to Margaret during 
dinner.  Margaret was not about to start the thaw.

    About seven, Bobby Talbot came over and Margaret flirted with him a bit 
while she showed him into the family room.  Hank was channel surfing.  She 
left the two of them alone and made her way back to the master bedroom.  
Margaret wondered what Hank'd do if he came home and found, say, Bobby 
Talbot's car parked out front ?

    "Hey !  Buddy !  Margaret looks hot for you."  Hank was kidding, his 
thoughts focused on Terry.  But Bobby had noticed and Bobby was very 
interested.  Margaret Helva was a MILF (mother I'd like to fuck).  The look on 
her face while she was talking to him was all he needed.  He didn't give a 
shit what Hank thought or said, for that matter.  Hank couldn't quite complain 
now, could he ?  He was fucking everything in sight.

    "Aaah...I will admit I've thought about it a couple of times or two..."  
That trailed off into nothing.

    "Give it a shot, buddy.  I'd love to watch !"  Hank said jokingly.  He was 
finished talking about Margaret.  He wanted to talk about Terry...Did Bobby 
know how to get a hold of her ?  He didn't, hardly knew who she was and was 
amazed Hank had fucked her.  He was kind of pissed Hank was getting laid 
without his help.

    Bobby left shortly there after but not before dropping by the bedroom door 
to say "good night" to Margaret.  He was encouraged as she came and opened the 
door a bit to say "good night" back to him.  In the mirror behind her, he 
could see she was just in a bra and panties.  Margaret Helva had a nice ass.  
His cock twitched in his shorts.

    Margaret turned away from the door and just then noticed that Bobby 
probably could see exactly what she was wearing or wasn't wearing.  The 
thought excited her.  She was in her night gown and into bed in record time, 
had the light off and the T.V. on.  Her gown was up around her hips and her 
hands were roaming around in her crotch like it was on fire.  The orgasm came 
quickly, like a bomb going off in her groin.  She was imagining Bobby's eyes 
as he stared into the mirror.  She spasamed again, bringing her thighs 
together around the hands still clawing away in her pussy.  Her pubic hair was 
wet and she hadn't even fingered herself.  Oh !  God !  She had to get laid 
and hoped Hank came to bed soon.  What was she thinking ?  The son-of-a-bitch 
was fucking some college bimbo and she was playing with herself...Visions of 
Bobby threaded their way through her mind.

    It was after nine when the front door bell rang.  Hank rushed to get it.  
It was Terry.  Thank God !   Margaret was already in bed.  They were out on 
the front porch.  Hank quickly told Terry about his trip.  She asked what 
hotel he was staying at ?  Hank was clueless !?  Terry asked him when he'd 
arrive ?  He told her about noon tomorrow.  She pulled a cell phone out of her 
purse and made a call.

    "Carol ?"

    "No...This is Erin.  What can I do for you, Terry ?"

    The conversation lasted no more than thirty seconds and if Hank thought he 
knew what they were talking about...He was sadly mistaken and it was deep into 
the night before he sprang up in bed and figured it out.  It had nothing to do 
with meeting whoever Erin was, to go shopping at noon tomorrow.  That's why 
she wanted to know his call sign.

    Margaret sprang out of bed when the door bell rang.  She peered through 
the blinds and got a good look at the young girl on the front porch.  Could he 
be fucking both Rachael and this one ?  She wondered who the young girl was 
calling ?  Margaret feigned asleep when Hank came to bed.  Neither of them 
talked much the next morning and then Hank was gone and she was alone.

                           ***** CHAPTER SIX *****

    It was three-thirty.  He'd been pacing the motel room for over an hour. 
Terry told him last night that they would call him.  He was impatient and 
horny.  Another fucking orgy ?  Shit !  He was hoping this Willy guy would 
bring more than a couple of girls.  Terry said he always had a whole bunch 
hanging around.  He was getting a hardon thinking about it.  The ringing phone 
jerked him back to reality.

    "Hey !  Hank...Willy here.  Why don't we meet down in the bar in twenty 
minutes...Sound good ?"

    The pause was deafening.  It went on for almost five seconds.  "Hank ?  
Hank ?  You there ?"

    Hank mumbled something about twenty minutes and hung up the phone.

    He felt foolish wandering about, looking for someone he'd never met.  He 
spotted an aging hippie sitting in the lounge...Long, gray pony tail, bell 
bottoms, madras shirt...This couldn't be the guy.   Could it ?  As he 
approached the bar, in walked a well dressed guy in his thirties.  Hank was 
sure this was the guy.

    "Hey !  Hank...Willy...Long time no see."

    Hank whirled to find the hippie with his hand stuck out.  Hank grasped it 
and shook.  Willy had a hand on his shoulder, guiding him to the bar.  They 
were silent for a few seconds while Hank hailed a beer.  He asked Willy if he 
wanted one ?

    "Nah...don't touch much of that...how'd you get into flying ?"  They 
talked for more than an hour.  Hank was impatient.  A gorgeous woman had come 
in to join the well dressed guy.  Hank was sneaking looks at the woman every 
few seconds while listening to this Willy guy go on and on about 'Nam.

    That was so long ago.  Hank's mind wandered...Viet Nam...Wow !  Hard to 
believe he was ever there...Got out right after his tour...Started flying 
commercially.  He'd accumulated over fifteen thousand hours of flying time but 
never seemed to get a descent shot at the majors.  So, he started his own 
company and flew charters...Not bad...Made about a hundred thousand net last 
year...With what Margaret brought in...The total was close to two hundred 
thousand.  Their last kid was off to college and they were now alone.  Hank 
had been waiting for this a long, long time.  The house to himself and 
Margaret alone...fucking her every night...But that hadn't happened.  
Something else had !  He.....

    "You know...He's tired of fucking her !"

    Hank looked at Willy like he was nuts.  Early thirties...The guy was 
probably prying it open every night...He would be !

    "Yea !  That's the way I see it but let me tell you..."  Willy lowered his 
voice.  "I flew in with some real fine looking young ladies this morning.  
They're just dying to meet you.  It'll take us more than all afternoon and 
evening to get tired of..."

    Hank didn't catch the last of it.  Willy was getting up and heading for 
the door.  Hank rushed to follow and off they went in a van.

    "Open the glove compartment."  Hank did.  Lay there was a huge baggie of 
grass.  Compared to what he bought, this had to be three, four ounces.  Bobby 
told him he'd bought an eighth of an ounce.  He wondered if it was the same 
shit ?  He stuck his nose in the baggie and then the aroma of burnt marijuana 
was filling the van.  The hippie guy was hitting off a joint.

    Willy passed it to Hank and then started talking.  "You think this will be 
enough for six of us ?"  Hank lost a whole lung full of smoke.  Fuck !  Four 
young ladies.  He was getting hard already.

    Hank jumped a bit when Willy touched him on the arm.  He handed the joint 
to Willy then just stared at him while he sucked on the joint.  Willy squeaked 
out.  "These girls have been pestering me for quite a while.  I'm pretty sure 
they know what's up...Oh !  Wow !  Good shit, huh ?  Hey !  I was hoping to 
bring one of their mother's but she couldn't get off work.  Terry said you 
might know some...Mothers, that is ?"

    Hank was blown away.  He was into his third hit off the joint and just had 
to have some of this shit...A mother...why not !?  They were pulling into a 
motel parking lot and Willy was out of the car.  Hank followed and after 
walking through the lobby and talking with the desk clerk, Willy headed down 
the hall...First floor.

    Willy knocked on the door.  Hank just realized he had the dope in his 
pocket.  He laughed and then his eyes sprang open when he saw the young thing 
who answered the door...Twice as good looking as Terry.  Willy was dragging 
him through the door.

    "Well...girls...our friend is here with the stuff."  The four of them 
stared at Hank.

    Terry got up off one of the beds and walked over to him.  "Told you it'd 
be cool."  She started rubbing his pockets to find the dope.  After pulling 
the baggie out of his pocket, she tossed it across the room to a blonde.  The 
girl took it to one of the night stands and started packing the bowl for 
a three foot high bong, resting on the floor.  Hank noticed that there were 
two pipes on the coffee table.  Only two beds in the room but they were queen 
size...No connecting doors.  The hippie guy went to the bathroom and Hank 
could hear him pissing.

    The two pipes were making the rounds.  The room was a fog of marijuana 
smoke.  Off the six of them went, getting just as stoned as they possibly 
could.  Hank was in lower earth orbit when he noticed a little brunette going 
down on the hippie guy.  The hippie fucker was totally bare ass naked.

    Shit !  Hank couldn't remember if he'd come out of the bathroom naked ?  
He started laughing but stopped abruptly when a stacked little brunette came 
out of the bathroom with just a "T" shirt on.

    "Pull it up, honey...Come on, Traci...Show us your beaver."  The hippie 
was laughing.  He looked over at Hank, the little brunette still sucking his 
cock, her head bobbing over his groin.  "Her last name's Forrest."  The hippie 
guy lay back on the bed, laughing as the stacked brunette climbed up on his 
face.  Hank figured the hippie guy was going to see lots of her "forest" now.  
He started laughing and turned to find Terry bare ass naked, helping the 
little blonde out of her clothes.

    Hank was on his feet in seconds, stripping off his clothes.  He was down 
to his jockey shorts, his bone clearly visible.  The two young ladies were 
kissing each other; each with a hand in the other's crotch, fingering each 
other's pussy.  Hank ripped his shorts off and climbed up on to the bed.  He 
spread the little blonde's legs and pulled Terry's hand out of her crotch.

    He was in her in seconds and she squealed a bit.  When he started fucking 
her, she screamed.  "God !  He's fucking huge...Oh...Fuck !"  Hank did.  His 
hips were a blur as he pumped his cock in and out of this young thing's cunt.  
She was tight and hot and slick and Oh !  Fuck !  His cock was hemorrhaging 
semen.  She got slicker and then gooey and still he was fucking her.  His cock 
wasn't getting soft.  He was still pounding her !

    The tap on his shoulder freaked him out.  The hippie guy, Willy, was 
standing right next to the bed.  He had a hardon and Hank figured he wanted a 
little bit of the blonde.  Hank bounced off the bed away from Willy and before 
he'd rounded the end, Willy was just fucking the shit out the little thing.  
Terry was wrapping herself around him, slithering around like a snake.

    Hank was still confused.  He had just a blown a load the size of Lake 
Meade into this young thing's belly and Fuck !  He was still iron hard and 
horny.  He climbed on to the next bed and between the legs of the stacked 
brunette.  She had quite a dark forest of pubic hair between her legs and her 
tits were magnificent.  He was fucking her in seconds,  She was nice and 
loose, wet and warm; he wondered if Willy had blown a load in her ?  He didn't 
care...Another little brunette, almost flat chested, crawled on to his back as 
he fucked the stacked one.

    Willy had Terry on her knees and was assaulting her behind as she chowed 
down on the other little blonde.  Hank was on his back watching.  The flat 
chested brunette was licking his cum off the stacked one's tits.  Just moments 
before...Before he blew his load, he'd jumped to his knees, straddled the 
brunette's middle and started grinding his cunt butter slick cock against her 
tits.  She got the picture and pushed her big titties together.  Hank was off 
and fucking them.  Her areolae were large and a light brown with comparatively 
small nipples and wrinkled all around as he fucked her tits.

    His load ricocheted off her breast bone and slobbered down around her 
neck...A real pearl necklace.  The flat chested one wasted no time and was 
gobbling it up.  Hank pushed her away and moved to her rear. He noticed her 
hairless cunt as he plugged into her.  She was licking the other one's tits.  
He was in the ozone and couldn't believe how fucking lucky he was !

    He was just fucking the shit out of this young thing, on her knees before 
him, spreading her ass apart and watching her totally hairless anus wrinkle 
around as he fucked her.  His cock looked like a thick pipe of flesh growing 
out of a pair of perfectly hairless, cunt butter slick vagina lips.  Her cunt 
had a froth of semen surrounding it.  He was there again and his semen started 
dribbling out of her.  He fucked faster.  He was afraid he was going to run 
out of hardons but then this was still his first.  He threw his head back and 
laughed !

                          ***** CHAPTER SEVEN *****

    Margaret was bored as shit.  She couldn't get the picture out of her 
mind...Hank escorting that teenager out to her car.  He never touched her and 
they didn't kiss but fuck !  It was only eight in the morning.  The whole 
fucking neighborhood could tell he'd been fucking her...She wondered if Hank 
was getting a little strange on this trip ?  If he was doing it at home, he 
was probably doing it on the road.  She was damn near positive !?

    He hadn't given her anywhere near the kind of sex he used to.  Shit !  
Just weeks ago, they had the best sex they'd had in years.  He was like an 
animal.  She wondered if that was because he was fucking someone else and 
that's the way he fucks her ?  Does he fuck that college girl, Rachael, like 
that ?  Margaret knew she couldn't compete with that...Eighteen, nineteen 
years old, nice large breasts.

    Margaret had seen her around their pool plenty of times...Almost perfect 
tits.  Oh !  God !  What if their son had...The door bell rang.  It was after 
nine...Who the fuck could this be ?

    She peeked out the curtains and saw Bobby Talbot standing with his back to 
her.  He was about to leave so she tapped on the window.  He waved.  She held 
up one finger, whispering.  "One minute, Bobby."  She laughed as she went to 
get her robe, thinking he couldn't hear her anyway...Then at the closet, she 
decided to forget the robe.  He couldn't see through her night gown.  It was a 
little short, though.  She just wouldn't let him sit across from her.

    She rushed to the door and opened it a bit, sticking her head out.  "A 
little late, isn't it ?  And the party animal's out of town."

    "Wow !  Sorry...I'm a little stoned and didn't think it was that late."  
He looked at his wrist, didn't have a watch on and giggled a little.   
Margaret opened the door a little wider and Bobby continued.  "I know Hank's 
gone but I thought maybe I could keep you company or we could watch a movie 
and maybe, have a glass of wine...or..."  His sentences ran on and on together 
and she just noticed the bag in his hand.  She opened the door all the way and 
Bobby Talbot knew he was going to get laid.  He hoped Hank wasn't kidding the 
other day about giving it the ol' college try or whatever ?!

    Margaret went to get some glasses and Bobby wandered out on to the porch, 
the movie already forgotten.  Step one, a success...On to step two...He put 
the wine on the little table between the patio chairs and quickly torched up 
his pipe.  He took a big hit and then there was a knock at the kitchen window.

    He wandered over and found Margaret tapping on the glass.  She was leaning 
forward and with the kitchen light the way it was, Bobby could see her dark 
areolae through the cotton of her night shirt.  The night shirt was kind of 
sexy but it wasn't...Well, the shortness was sexy and he was sure she wasn't 
wearing any panties.  He'd love to get a good peek at her snatch tonight.  
Hank wasn't going to be back until Sunday afternoon.  Maybe he could talk her 
into letting him spend the night tomorrow night ?

    Margaret saw the pipe and shook her finger at him.  That damn son of her's 
had probably told him she was a pot head from way back.  She knew her son and 
Bobby had experimented with it...And, where Bobby got the bottle of wine ?  She 
had no idea !  She mouthed the words, "Where's the wine ?"  And then held up 
her hands like she was clueless.  He just took another hit off the pipe and 
laughed, wandering off towards the door.

    When he entered the kitchen, he exhaled and then passed her the pipe.  
"What'd you say ?"  He was whispering.

    "Why are you whispering, Bobby ?  Don't want your friends to know you're 
over here hitting on a woman old enough to be your mother ?"  She was kidding 
and laughed.  The look on his face stopped her moments later.  He was staring 
at her night shirt like she was naked.  It was another few moments before she 
realized that with the light in the kitchen he could see her silhouette right 
through the material.  She stepped to the counter and Bobby finally looked up 
at her face.

    "Lead the way, Don Juan."  She laughed as he headed for the patio.  She 
didn't particularly want him staring at her butt as she led the way.  The way 
he looked at her in the kitchen...Well, she was sure he didn't look at his 
mother that way.  Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea ?  She made sure 
there was no way he could look up the hem of her night shirt as she seated 
herself on the patio.

    Bobby was already holding out the pipe.  He was holding his breath and 
Margaret remembered the ritual from so long ago.  They usually smoked hand 
rolled cigarettes back then.  She held the smoke in and handed the pipe back 
to Bobby.  Ten minutes later she realized he was talking but had no earthly 
idea what he was saying.  She started laughing and then he was pleading with 
her that what he said was true.  She laughed even louder, still not having a 
clue what he was talking about ?  He started laughing, too !  They both 
stopped, almost at once, realizing that they were being quite noisy.

    Bobby leaned over to her and she leaned toward him.  "Wanna play blind 
man's bluff in the pool ?"  She laughed before she realized what he was asking 
and then...His face was so close...He was serious.  She was sure he meant 
naked ?  She'd force the issue.

    "Did you bring a suit ?"  He shook his head back and forth.

    "You don't need one either...Five minutes and if I don't catch you...You 
can get out."

    She was silent.  Bobby thought he'd over played his hand.  Maybe, she 
wasn't that stoned ?  Maybe, she'd hate him ?  It was only worth it if it 
worked.  He was afraid he'd blown it but stared right back into her eyes.  
Neither of them had blinked since he outlined the game.  It was a big pool but 
he was pretty sure if they were both in it he'd manage to corner her 
and...Well, he knew they'd fuck if her cornered her because...Well, he 
figured...Well, he wasn't sure...Shit !  She turned him on, a grown woman.  
What the fuck !?  Too late now !

    His cock was fully hard in his jeans.  He thought about leaning back.  She 
was sure to see it.  He decided not to.  She was still staring into his eyes.  
Like she snapped out of a trance, she sat back.  Then she was standing.

    "I'll get a blindfold.  And I get to tie it on."  She was gone but not 
before her gaze traveled through his crotch.  He was sure she saw it.  He 
moved it around in his jeans to make it more comfortable.  It was still 
clearly visible.

    Margaret had a dish towel in her hands, folding it up.  God !  The kid had 
a hardon.  Time to fish or cut bait as her father used to say.  She still 
wasn't sure she wanted to go back out on the patio.  If she went to bed, she 
was sure Bobby would leave.  She wasn't tired though and knew she wouldn't 
sleep if she went to bed.  Margaret was too keyed up to sleep and wondered 
what her husband was doing...Maybe, fucking someone ?  She just realized her 
nipples were hard.  She pinched one and shivered, turned and walked toward the 
back patio.

    She was standing behind him and wrapping the dish towel around his eyes.  
They were silent as she led him to the pool steps.  She stepped into the pool 
and then threw her night shirt over on the decking; slipped into the water and 
quickly pushed away from the steps.  Floating on her back, she kept her eyes 
on him.  She could feel the water against her sex and her nipples were like 
stone.

    He was pulling his "T" shirt off and she was afraid the blind fold would 
come off.  Maybe, he arranged it so he could see her ?  The lights were off in 
the pool.  He wouldn't see much.

                          ***** CHAPTER EIGHT *****

    Bobby Talbot was so excited he could hardly get the button to his jeans 
undone...Probably because, in his pants, he had the hardon of a life time.  He 
almost fell as he lowered them to the pool decking and would have sworn he 
heard her gasp.  He felt in front of him for the pool and slowly made his way 
down the steps.

    Margaret was surprised at the size.  God !  The kid had a monster hardon.  
Well, not like Hank's but not far off either...Almost as long but nowhere near 
as fat.  She laughed as visions of her doing a more in depth comparison 
flashed through her mind.

    Margaret moved closer to the ladder as he made his way toward the deep 
end.  She was hanging on to the ladder and not moving a bit.  He was less than 
five feet away and she could hear him breathing.  She wondered if his cock was 
still hard ?

    Bobby was just swimming around.  He had no idea where she was but bet it 
was the deep end.  More room to maneuver and she could go to the bottom.  He 
thought of cheating when he took off his shirt but wanted to win the prize 
fair and square...Plus he was sure she wanted this as much as he did ?!

    Margaret could feel the ebb and flow of the water, Bobby was so close.  As 
she moved on down toward the shallow end, his foot lashed out.  It grazed her 
shin.  She lunged away from him...Too late, his hand closed around her 
ankle...She was caught.  No sense struggling.  He was over six-three or so.  
He had her.

    Her stomach was full of butter flies.  She'd never cheated on Hank and was 
pretty sure that he'd been pretty faithful, too...Until lately, that is ?  
Bobby's hands were around her waist.  She could feel his boner against her 
rear end.  He was still hard.  She pushed back against it, capturing it with 
the crack of her ass and gave it a hard squeeze.

    Bobby knew he'd been lucky.  Shit !  He'd hardly been in the pool a 
minute.  Margaret might be one horny lady !?  After all, Hank had been fucking 
Rachael and Mary Lou just about everyday he was home.  His cock throbbed as he 
pulled her to him.  His hands went around her waist and then his cock was 
against her ass.  She squeezed his cock with her ass !

    Fuck !  He had to fuck her and whirled her around.  Her legs came up and 
wrapped themselves around his waist.  One of her arms was around his neck, the 
other between her legs, guiding his cock to her cunt.  He was in her and she 
moaned.  His hands were on her butt and he was fucking her.  She was sucking 
on his neck and her cunt was milking him.  God !  She was hot !

    Margaret's back was against the pool railing and Bobby was starting to tee 
off in her vagina.  He was still wearing the blindfold and just pumping her 
belly full of cock.  His hands were gripping her ass cheeks and he was moving 
her on and off his cock as he stood there in the chest high water.  Her cunt 
felt slimy and gooey and then it was full of semen.  She could feel his cock 
spasm and spasm and then it was dribbling out of her into the pool water.  
He was still fucking her and then it was on her.  She went stiff for a moment 
and then her legs jerked around in the water as his cock fucked in and out of 
her.  She felt loose and still he fucked her.  Her stomach was like a wash 
board then her cunt started to spasm around the shrinking pole in her belly.

    She was clinging to him when he finally slipped out of her.  She could 
feel his breath on her neck.  His hands were still massaging her ass cheeks.  
She shivered a little and then shook a lot.  Her legs were cramped when she 
finally stood.  He took off the blindfold.

    "I want to see you...I also want you again...I hope you won't ask me to 
leave ?"  He almost stuttered.

    Margaret laughed a little.  "No...I don't think I'm going to do that."

    .....She was on her knees in the shower, sucking his cock.  He was just 
hard as rock and she wanted him to fuck her again.  She licked up to his mouth 
and rubbed her body against him.  After sucking him, she realized he was much 
thinner than Hank but that was ok.  He was a wild man in the pool...Like a 
fucking machine.  She giggled as he turned her toward the shower wall.  She 
had her hands on the wall and bent at the waist before she felt the pole of 
flesh against her ass crack.

    Bobby was in paradise.  He pried Margaret's butt cheeks apart and was met 
by a mess of dark, curly hair.  Just like Rachael, only darker.  A few fingers 
wandered over her asshole on the way to her dangling, pink cunt lips.  Ol' 
Margaret had a big cunt but was a wild woman.  The way she jerked around on 
his pole in the pool...He was like steel.  He pushed the head of his cock into 
her and she pushed right back on to his cock.  Her ass cheeks made his cock 
disappear but he knew it was buried in her.  He stepped away and pulled out of 
her.

    "Grab your ankles, Margaret."  She stepped back and firmly grasped both of 
her ankles.  Bobby stepped forward and guided his cock head to her cunt.  His 
hands were on her hips and she screamed a little when he drove it into her 
belly.  He was fucking her like a wild man.  Just pounding her...Her head 
hitting the wall with every thrust.  Her brain exploded and she crumpled to 
the ground.  She was writhing around on the floor of the shower and Bobby 
still had this hardon.

    They were in the bedroom.  She was on her knees.  Bobby was fucking her 
like an animal.  She had a pillow in her arms and was filling it with screams 
of orgasm.  Her cunt was sore.  Her legs trembled.  Still the young man fucked 
her and fucked her.  Visions of Hank giving it to her like this flooded her 
brain.  Then it was another woman, begging Hank to fuck her harder and faster.  
She struggled to her hands and roared out.  "Come on, Bobby...Fuck me, stud !"

    Her cunt was raw hamburger.  She rolled away from him.  He was still hard.  
Laughing, even.  He crawled toward her and she went for his cock.  It was 
slick with cum and what else ?  Herself ?  There was something about tasting 
herself...It'd been several weeks since she'd done that with Hank.  The young 
teenager was thrusting and then she felt the spurts of his eruption.  Her 
mouth filled and his seed dribbled down her chin as she tried to drink him.

                                    *****

    Randy Rosentahll was playing some mindless video game on his computer when 
he heard the splash.  Sometimes the neighbors swam naked and he always got his 
rocks off watching them...He had a little video, too.  But it was pretty dark 
and you couldn't see much.  He grabbed the camera off the shelf and popped in 
a new tape.

    His crowning achievement was a two hour video clip of his mother and one 
of her boy friends a couple of years ago.  He was eleven.  Just starting to 
whack it.  He only crept back to his room after five hours in her closet.  He'd 
cum twice listening to them.  The video wasn't that hot but the sound more 
than made up for it.

    He'd never caught the Helva's fucking...But look at this...Randy 
Rosentahll scored pay dirt tonight !  Fuckin' "A" !  It wasn't even old man 
Helva !  It was his son's friend, Bobby.  Randy had his pecker out and was 
flogging it like mad as he watched the woman slither around on Bobby's cock.  
He wasn't ten strokes into it when he blew a load into the lower part of the 
window.  The camcorder stopped only after they got out of the pool and 
disappeared under the patio cover.

    Randy blew off cleaning up his mess and began tip-toeing down the hall.  
Taking the video camera with him.  His mother had gone to bed just an hour or 
so ago.

    She'd caught him once, whacking off while he was watching some "R" rate 
movie downstairs, a couple of years ago.  So Randy was a quiet Jose !  He was 
out the kitchen door and into the backyard.  It was quiet.  He was hoping to 
hear them grunting and groaning on the porch.  Shit !  He might have to enter 
the neighbor's house ?  His cock was already getting hard again.

    He quietly lifted himself to the top of the wall and looked over.  The 
pool was still.  He lowered himself and thought for a long time.  This was the 
opportunity of a life time...Don't fuck it up, Randy.  He was back on the wall 
and topping it.  He landed in a crouch on the pool decking.  He froze and 
listened.  Not a sound.  After retrieving the camera, he dropped to his knees 
and worked his way to the Helva's bedroom door.  They had one of those doors 
that opens out on to the pool area from their bedroom.

    The drapes were open but the bedroom was dark.  Randy lay quietly on the 
pool decking.  A noise alerted him.  He raised his head and there they were, 
coming out of the bathroom.  He had the video rolling in seconds.  They were 
both still naked and Bobby had a hardon.  Mrs. Helva had a lot of hair between 
her legs.  She was on her knees looking back at Bobby.  She said something.  
Bobby laughed.  Randy wished he could hear.  Shit !  The door was probably 
open.  He slithered beyond the bedroom and up on to the porch.

    He was into the house and down the hall in less than a minute.  He could 
hear her screaming for Bobby to fuck her faster and harder.  He had his cock 
out and was whacking to beat the band.  One, two, three spurts of cum exploded 
out of Randy's cock.  He was still hard and whacking.  He could hear their wet 
bodies slapping together.  He was cuming again...Another two spurts.

                           ***** CHAPTER NINE *****

    Randy stood like a statue in the hallway, his shorts wet with his semen.  
Bobby had just blown a load into Mrs. Helva's mouth.  Shit !  He wished he had 
the balls to video around the corner.  He crept closer to the door and then 
stepped back.  There were mirrored closets at the foot of the bed and 
Randy...Well, he stepped back against the far wall and started the video.  
Part of the bed came into view and he could see Mrs. Helva's ass.  God !  She 
had a nice butt.  Bobby was lying on his back, rubbing it.  He rolled over and 
started nuzzling her neck.  Randy couldn't hear what he was saying but Bobby 
started kissing her back and pretty soon he was kissing her ass.

    "God !  Margaret...You've got the nicest fanny."  Randy could see his 
tongue painting Mrs. Helva's ass crack.  His pecker was starting to harden.  
Mrs. Helva rolled over and started wrestling Bobby Talbot to his back.  Randy 
could see the teenager was already getting hard.  Mrs. Helva wasted no time 
and sucked his cock right into her mouth.  Bobby fell back on the bed, 
Margaret's dark hair bobbing over his loins.  She was going to get a mouth 
full this time.  Her cunt was like a swimming pool after Bobby pumped his 
third load into her.

    Randy held his breath and kept the video rolling.  He zoomed in and got 
some outstanding footage of Mrs. Helva sucking on Bobby's cock.  It was slick 
and her lips were sliding up and down it...God !  What he wouldn't give to 
have her give him a blow job like that !  His cock was like steel.  Margaret 
Helva was throwing a leg over Bobby and he zoomed in again as her hand 
positioned his cock.  Down she went and Bobby groaned, real loud.

    "Lay still, Bobby and I'll vacuum your brains out with my cunt."  Bobby 
thrust up into her.  In the bathroom she was yelling for him to "fuck her" and 
then in here it was "Faster, faster."  God !  This woman was an animal.  He'd 
have to double check with Hank about this !?

    Oh fuck !  She was a nympho, fucking him like an athletic event.  He 
couldn't keep up with her.  She was leaning over him and her apple size 
breasts were just inches away.  He started sucking as she fucked him faster.

    He grabbed her hips and started fucking up into her but she fucked him 
back on to the mattress.  He thrust some more.  His cock felt like raw 
hamburger but she kept riding him.

    Randy was in heaven and stroking his cock with his free hand.  He zoomed 
in on her ass and was getting a fucking fantastic view of Bobby's cock knifing 
in and out of her.  He was zooming out when Bobby started to cum and missed a 
little of the jizzim leaking out of her.

    Twenty minutes went by before they moved.  She was draped over him and 
his cock had slipped out of her.  It was followed by a flood of teenage spunk 
and Randy caught every drop on video.

    An hour had passed since they stopped fucking.  Randy had thirty, forty  
minutes of great video.  What to do with it ?  That was the question.  He 
snuck down the hall and out the back door, then retraced his steps back home.  
He lay in bed a long while, wondering how the tape could be used other than to 
masturbate with ?

    He wished his older brother was home.  He was away at college.  His older 
brother would know what to do...His next oldest brother was pussy whipped, had 
a girl friend and Randy just knew he was fucking her.  He was just dying to 
get a little video of her naked.  She had big tits.....

    .....The room was bright with sun light before either Bobby or Margaret 
came to their senses.  She appeared embarrassed finding herself waking up with 
the teenager sleeping beside her.  Bobby woke up with a morning boner and had 
no doubt that Mrs. "H" was either going to suck him dry or get her eggs 
scrambled again.  He'd never fucked such a wild woman...Maybe, that was it.  
She was a woman and the rest were girls.  He wasn't sure ?  And forgot what he 
was debating when he rolled over and began to rub his hardon against 
Margaret's hip.

    One of his hands filled itself with her left breast.  She could smell his 
breath.  It was sour.  She knew her's was.

    "You should be leaving, Bobby...And we need to talk about this when we're 
not stoned."  He didn't answer and she could feel the head of his cock against 
her ass cheeks.  He was guiding it between her legs.  How could he be hard ?  
Jesus !  She fucked and sucked him like a street whore last night.  His cock 
head was against her vagina lips.  The were sore and she groaned real loud 
when Bobby pushed a couple of inches into her.

    Bobby was hot for her and as soon as he had a good bit of cock into her, 
grabbed her hips and started fucking to beat the band.  Margaret was moaning 
and groaning and Bobby was just about there.  He blacked out when the surge 
shot out of his cock.  Two, three, four spurts of semen flooded Margaret's 
womb.  Bobby was panting and his breath smelled awful.  They showered together 
before Margaret forced Bobby out of the house just before noon.....

    .....Randy Rosenthall was pissed.  He didn't get to sleep until after 
sunrise...He'd never been this excited...Imagining ways to use the video.  It 
was eleven forty-five and he was rushing down stairs.  His mother was out 
shopping or something ?  He hardly read the note and was peeking out the front 
window.  Shit !  Hot !  Bobby's car was still parked in the driveway.  Randy 
settled back to wait and watch.....

    .....It was hardly ten minutes after Bobby left that Randy was knocking on 
the Helva's front door.  Margaret had just drawn a nice hot bath and was going 
to soak her sore private parts.  She put her robe back on and headed for the 
front door.  If this was Bobby Talbot, she'd kill him !

    "Hi !  Mrs. Helva."  Randy stood there.  The woman looked like she'd spent 
all night fucking and sucking with Bobby.  Her hair was all over the place and 
there was no doubt she was naked under the robe.  Margaret mumbled something 
about "...how could she help him ?"

    "Well...Mrs. Helva...Can I come in ?"  Margaret stepped aside.  She was 
beginning to feel irritated.  Randy stepped into the entry hall and continued.  
"Thought you might like to get a preview of my latest video."

    "Aaah...Randy...I really don't have time now...Maybe...You could come back 
when Hank's home and we can both watch it."

    "I don't think you'll want Mr. Helva watching this particular video."  
Margaret froze and could immediately feel the sheen of perspiration on her 
body.  The little pervert filmed them while they were fucking in the pool !  
She'd kick the little son-of-a-bitch's ass.  "No.  I think you'll want to 
watch this one all alone...Well, with me really...And then we can decide what 
you want me to do with it ?"

    Twenty minutes later she got off the couch and turned off the VCR.  "What 
do you want, Randy ?"

    "I thought that would be rather obvious.  You look like a pretty hot lady.  
I didn't think I'd need to draw a picture for you.  I don't have a lot of 
experience and figured you could give me some lessons ?  You look like a great 
teacher to me."  He had a big shit eatin' grin on his face.  Margaret was beet 
red.

    She finally sputtered out.  "When do you want these lessons to start ?"  
She'd already resigned herself to the fact that she was going to have to 
grovel.

    "Right now."  She blanched and looked at her watch.  Why ?  She didn't 
know ?  Hank wouldn't be home until tomorrow.  It was just twelve-thirty.  How 
long could this last ?  It surely won't be like Bobby ?  He was already up and 
heading for the bedroom.  She followed with her head down.  Her cunt already 
throbbing with blood.  It was swollen and sore.  Randy had just had his 
barmitzva.  How big could a thirteen year old be ?

    "I figure the tape is good for just about an unlimited number of 
lessons.  What do you think ?"  He was dropping his shorts and she could 
already see the boner in his jockey shorts.  They were coming down his legs 
and he had a pretty good patch of pubic hair above his jutting penis.  "Well, 
what do you think, Margaret ?"

    "Sure."  It sounded flat.  She shucked her robe to the floor.  Randy just 
stared at her nakedness and then he was next to her with his hands on her 
breasts, her nipples were hard.  Her hands found his penis and she started 
manipulating it.  His mouth was on her and now he had a hand between her legs.  
Her cunt was dribbling Bobby's semen.  The kid didn't seem to mind.  She 
spread her legs a bit and started jacking him off.

    Randy was in orbit and if Margaret didn't stop jacking him off, he'd blow 
his first load on the floor.  He stepped away from her.  "On your knees, 
Margaret."  He smiled as she started for the floor and his cock was tingling.  
He knew he'd blow it as soon as she put him in her mouth.  He wanted to shoot 
the entire load in her mouth.  His hands were in her hair and he could feel 
her lips around the head of his cock.  He pulled her face to his groin and she 
swallowed his cock.  Spurt after spurt of thick cum blasted out of Randy's 
cock as his vision shrunk down to a pencil beam.

    Margaret knew he was going to shoot off as soon as she got enough of him 
in her mouth.  It surprised her when he yanked her face to his groin.  Before 
she knew it the kid's cock was in her mouth.  She had the whole thing !  Here 
it came !  She was surprised at the volume and some of his spunk escaped from 
a corner of her mouth.  He was pulling his still hard penis out of her mouth 
and rubbing his cum around her lips.  She was getting very turned on and 
sucked Randy's cock back into her mouth...Deep throated him.  She spit him out 
of her mouth.

    "Wanna fuck, little boy ?"  Margaret laughed a dirty little laugh.  "You 
get turned on watching Bobby fuck me ?"  Randy was blushing and then she was 
sucking him again.  He moaned real loud and then she started licking his 
almost hairless ball sack.  Her cunt was throbbing and she was dying to pop 
the kid's cherry.  Maybe, that was why she was so fucking turned on ?  That 
and the fact that her husband wasn't fucking her often enough.  Margaret knew 
she needed it a lot...Would go crazy if she didn't get a good diet of tube 
steak regularly.

    Randy was beyond the edge...Was almost scared.  He thought he'd be more in 
control.  He was getting hard again.  She was sucking every inch he had all 
the way into her mouth and could do anything she wanted with him as he wasn't 
about to stop her.  His hands were in her hair again and he began fucking her 
face.

    Margaret thought...Enough of this.  She slithered up on to the bed and 
spread her legs.  She knew her cunt spread wide because...Well, after last 
night and this morning...I think you get the picture...Plus, Randy's eyes 
almost bugged out of his head.  She leaned up and pulled the young boy down on 
top of her.

    "Come on, Randy.  Fuck me !"  Randy was off to the races and after Bobby's 
tube steak last night, she could hardly feel the young teenager's spear 
fucking in and out of her.

                           ***** CHAPTER TEN *****

    Hank was fuckin' "A" wiped out by the time he returned to 'Vegas.  He was 
so withdrawn, he never noticed Margaret's paranoid behavior, worrying that 
one or both of her "boy" friends would drop by.

    Margaret was sure Hank had been fucking and sucking all weekend because 
it'd been over two weeks since they fucked.  That was a record in their twenty 
plus years of marriage.  She was still pissed but it was getting harder to 
hold the anger towards her husband...After all she'd spent all weekend fucking 
and sucking with two teenage boys !  God !  How did they get here ?

    Margaret left mid-day Monday for three days in Salt Lake City.  Hank was 
home, busy in the yard, cutting the lawn...But as soon as Margaret rounded the 
corner he called Bobby and asked him to come over.  They ended up on the 
patio, just stoned as shit.  Bobby had never seen so much dope in one place.  
Jesus !  This was over an ounce !  Fuck !  The two of them got so stoned that 
Bobby never once thought about his late afternoon class.

    They were lounging in the hot tub, naked...After all, they'd partied 
together, shared women...In more ways that one, Bobby thought.

    "Hey !  Bobby...You...Aaahh...Ever think about fucking older chicks...Like 
mothers ?  Aaaaahhh...Like...I was thinking about Mary Lou and her mom.  
What's her name ?  Toni ?  She's got nice tits !"

    Bobby started laughing and then blew him away with, "...sure you won't get 
pissed ?"  Hank just nodded his head.  "I'd love to fuck Margaret."  Hank was 
gazing off into space and then felt his cock lurch in the warm water.  Visions 
of his wife getting her brains fucked out by this kid were way out there, just 
a fantasy.  Hank laughed but finally told Bobby, "Good luck !"

    "You sure it's ok...Then ?"

    "Sure...Fire away...I'd like seconds one day."  Hank laughed.  He 
continued with.  "Hey !  How about Mary Lou and her mom ?  You think we can 
make it work ?"

    Bobby was relieved.  He was home free with Margaret and could hardly wait 
for Hank to go out of town for a couple of days.  He just hoped Margaret was 
as hot for it as he was !?

    What the fuck was Hank talking about...Fucking Mary Lou and her mom ?  
Sure why not !?  Toni was a hot looking mom.  Bobby's cock started to get 
turgid.  He wished they had some bimbos in the hot tub right now.  

    Unfortunately for Bobby, Hank never called him on the Mary Lou and mom 
thing !
                                    *****

    The following afternoon, Hank met Mary Lou out in front of his place as 
she walked home from school.  He thought about having Rachael come over during 
the day but then held off, hoping for a quick score on Toni...Shit !  He 
hardly knew her !

    They were sitting on the couch, inspecting his ounce of pot.  Mary Lou was 
hitting off the pipe when Hank blurted out.  "Aaaah...Your dad's out of town a 
lot, isn't he ?"

    Mary Lou was exhaling and nodded her head.  "Why don't you ask your mom 
if she wants to come over and eat tonight...I'll barbeque something.  She won't 
have to cook."

    Mary Lou coughed out her response.  "You're trying to fuck my mom !?"  
Hank laughed.  His cock twitched in his shorts.

    "Why not ?  She might be as horny as you are, Mary Lou ?"  Mary Lou was 
taking another hit off the pipe.

    Hank leaned back against the back of the couch and threw his arms above 
his head placing his hands on the top of his head.  His cock was clearly 
visible in his shorts.  Hank was counting on the girl's hunger to overcome any 
reservations she had.  He was not disappointed.  She was gazing at his 
hardness as she took another drag off the pipe.

    Reaching for his waistband, she almost whispered, "And what time do you 
want her horny daughter to show up ?"

    "After I've fucked her a couple of times...You don't mind if this is just 
the three of us ?"  Hank was fully hard and wiggling around as Mary Lou 
dragged his shorts down.  His cock bounced around in his groin as his shorts 
made their way to the floor.....

    .....Mary Lou was watching some inane teenage soap opera.  Hank and Toni 
were in the kitchen, sippin' margaritas.  Willy's special blend...Guaranteed 
to score, Willy said.  Hank laughed and so did Toni after taking her first 
sip.  She was really unsure about this and wouldn't have accepted if it had 
been anyone other than Hank.  Toni liked Margaret.  The two of them hit it off 
the very first time they met.  Toni wasn't that way with many women.  Toni was 
a little self-conscious about her weight...Especially in her hips.  Toni was a 
bit wide in the hips but rather busty.  She looked short and squat.

    Margaret on the other hand was tall and thin with just a modest bust.  
That made Toni feel close to her.  Now, they didn't pal around except at the 
yearly association party...And Hank was a pretty good looking guy even if he 
was a bit older.  So was Margaret but they acted so young.  She figured she 
was eight...Ok !  Ok !  Maybe, six years younger than he was.

    "Aaah...Mom, I'm going to Susan's...Ok ?"  Toni had her mouth full of 
margarita.  Mary Lou was already moving toward the front door.  The sound of 
the door closing made it official.  They were alone and Hank's cock jerked in 
his shorts.

    "Don spends a lot of time out of town doesn't he ?"

    Toni stared at him for a moment before answering.  "Five days a week.  
Margaret and you are apart just about the same...Aren't you ?"

    Hank laughed and blurted out.  "When the cat's away...The mice play !"  
Toni burst out laughing and when she got control of herself found Hank holding 
out a small pipe.

    "Take a hit, Toni.  Good shit !  I got it from a friend of your 
daughter's.  Come on...Toni, try it !"  She was weakening.  The shock of her 
daughter smoking marijuana almost diverted the thought that this guy was 
coming on to her.  It had been a long time since any of their friends had 
flirted with her, let alone come on to her.  She reached for the pipe and took 
a very substantial hit.....

    .....They'd been kissing for a few moments, their dry tongues, fencing 
with each other.  Toni was very turned on.  His hands were roaming all over 
her back and occasionally rubbing her hips and ass.  She was backed against 
the kitchen counter and he was grinding his hard penis into her stomach.  Toni 
snaked her arms up around Hank's shoulders and surrendered to him totally.

    Hank felt her melt against him.  His hands became more active on her ass.  
His cock a hard pipe, grinding against her belly.  His mouth was on her bare 
neck.  She tasted salty.  His cock twitched against her.  She felt it.  Hank 
forced a hand between them and squeezed Toni's crotch.  She started sucking 
his neck and Hank was in orbit.

    The couch was closest and Hank almost propelled Toni through the den.  She 
was sitting and he was pulling off his shorts.  His boner was a slab of hard 
meat, bobbing between his legs.  Toni was frozen.  God !  His cock was huge.  
A good two, three inches longer than her husband's and while her husband was 
hotdog size...This was a sausage !

    His hands were working her blouse open and his penis was so close.  She 
could smell him.  He smelled like he'd had sex recently.  She looked up at 
him.  He was staring at her breasts as they came into view.  Her white bra was 
bursting with breast meat.  The blouse was pulled down her arms and she felt 
tied...Bound...And in a way she was.  Toni was too far along to care how it 
happened.  She just wanted it to happen.  She started working on her jeans.

    Hank was in heaven.  Toni's tits were huge.  He rolled her bra straps down 
and they overflowed the cups and cascaded onto Toni's chest.  Her areolae very 
wide, the nipple a knarly bump in the center of the dark circles.  He twisted 
her nipples and felt them harden between his fingers.  The woman was opening 
her jeans.  Hank's cock was like a steel pole...Ready !

    Toni's underpants were just plain white and Hank could see the dark 
triangle of her pubic hair.  He reached and started pulling them down, finally 
removing both her jeans and panties.  Her groin was hairy.  Hank spread her 
legs and moved to mount her.

    Toni was eager to get her legs in the air.  She looked down between them 
as Hank rubbed the head of his dick in her hair.  She could feel the contact 
of skin on skin.  She'd never watched before and was confused as to why she 
was doing it now ?

    "Oh !  Fuck !"  Hank drilled his cock deep into Toni's cunt and 
immediately started fucking the shit out of her.  He felt like a jack hammer 
above her, his hard cock slicing in and out of her like a machine.

    Her first orgasm came quickly, shuddering through her.  He leaned away 
from her and watched the pleasure wash over her as he pounded his dick in and 
out of her.  He was so close.  Her cunt was as least as tight as her 
daughter's.  He could hardly wait to talk her into to going to Willy's.....

                          ***** CHAPTER ELEVEN *****

    Toni came out of the bathroom fully clothed.  She tried to avert her eyes 
from his crotch.  He was sprawled out on the couch, totally out, snoring, his 
penis all wet and soft, lying on his balls.  She'd never in her life done 
anything like this.  What was she thinking of ?  She crept toward the door and 
was half way home before Mary Lou and Terry came over the back wall.  They 
slipped around the pool and sneaked into the house.

    Hank was still lying as Toni left him...On the couch, snoring and naked as 
a jay bird.  The girls laughed.

    "...Aaaah...I guess we missed it ?"  Mary Lou was laughing like crazy, her 
tits bouncing around in her "T" shirt.  Terry was half way out of her clothes 
and Mary Lou rushed to join her.  Hank would come around...Mary Lou was sure 
of it !

                                    *****

    Margaret was home for just one morning and when Hank didn't come on to 
her...Well, she got real fucking pissed off.  She called Bobby's beeper that 
very afternoon.  He answered in less than an hour and she was talking to him 
when Hank wandered into the kitchen.  Margaret kept on talking, Hank oblivious 
to what was going on.  He only had thoughts of the party this weekend.  
Phoenix...A tennis match and Willy assured him they'd party.....

    .....Hank was just checking into Sky Harbor Flight Operations when he 
heard his name being paged.  He hurried to answer the courtesy phone.  It was 
Willy...Wanting to know what the fucking hold up was !?  Hank laughed his ass 
off and could hear Willy laughing along with several young ladies in the 
background.....

    .....Bobby was horny.  Had gone without for a week, waiting for Margaret 
to find some free time.  No sense rubbing it in her husband's face although he 
probably wouldn't give a shit...Probably want seconds.

    While rounding the corner, he saw the kid next door disappear into the 
Helva's front door.  Shit !  He hardly remembered the kid's name...Randy, he 
thought ?  What the fuck was he doing over at the Helva's ?  Bobby decided to 
jump the fence instead of ringing the front door bell and silently made his 
way to the back patio.

    He crept along the patio and peeked through the bedroom windows.  Margaret 
was on her knees, sucking the young kid off.  Bobby's cock immediately jerked 
in his jeans.  Margaret was a hungry woman.  Bobby moved toward the back door 
and let himself into the house, his cock lengthening and thickening with every 
step.

    He could hear the young kid egging Margaret on from the front room.  
"Ooohh...Yea...Suck that cock, Margaret.  Yea...Yea...Suck...Suck !"  The kid 
was going to blow his load any minute.  Bobby kicked his shoes off and dropped 
his jeans.  He was naked when he stood in the doorway and watched Margaret 
Helva lick Randy's dick clean.

    "Hungry for more ?"  They both looked at once...Like deer caught in the 
head lights.  Bobby was almost hard.  He flexed his dick and it bobbed in his 
groin.  He moved toward Margaret.  Neither of them could take their eyes off 
his lance.

    In fact the young kid didn't look Bobby in the face until Margaret Helva 
swallowed about half his cock.

    "God !  Look at her go !"  Randy exclaimed.  He was getting another hardon 
and couldn't keep his hands off his dick.  Bobby pulled Margaret's mouth off 
his dick and forced her toward the younger teenager.  Five minutes later the 
three of them were on the bed.  Margaret on her knees getting it from both 
ends.  Randy's skinny, little dick in her mouth and Bobby's long hardon in her 
cunt.

    They switched several times before both of them blew a load in her mouth.
The rest of the afternoon was spent taking turns with them...One after the 
other.  They must have fucked her three times a piece after the blow jobs.  
Margaret slept until the next afternoon and was happy neither of them was 
still around.  She couldn't stop thinking of the three of them sweating, 
moaning and groaning...She was horny again.

                                    *****

    Hank was almost destroyed when he checked into flight operations for the 
flight back to 'Vegas.  This Willy guy was some party animal !  How did he 
hack it ?  By Sunday afternoon, Hank was worthless.  He couldn't will himself 
a hardon and was forced to watch Willy screw all three of the young 
things...One right after the other.  The fucker was Superman !

    Margaret left Monday morning and hardly talked with Hank at all while they 
were home together.  The phone started ringing at nine that morning but Hank 
pulled the pillow over his head.  He started answering the phone at nine-
thirty as the phone was ringing every five minutes or so.  Every call was a 
cunt...Rachael, Mary Lou, Terry...They all wanted to come over and fuck.  Hank 
refused them all and slept for twelve straight hours.....

    .....It was hot out on the patio and Hank hadn't answered the phone since 
early this morning.  He called his service and told them to take messages.  He 
raised the can to his lips and took a long swallow of ice cold beer.  The door 
bell sounded.  Hank crept around the house until he could see who's car was 
parked in front.  It was Bobby Talbot.

    "Hey !  Bobby...Around back.  I'll..."  Hank quickly shut his mouth.  He 
was about to yell out that he'd get him a beer.  Fuck !  The kid was only 
eighteen.  Hank rushed into the house and grabbed a couple of beers from the 
'fridge.  He met Bobby on the patio.

    Bobby drank and when he lowered his beer, saw that Hank was holding up 
another baggie of dope.  "Fuck !  Where are you getting this shit, Hank ?"  
Bobby was weighing the baggie in his hand.  "Jesus Fucking Christ !  This is a 
lot of dope...You could make a mint with this much shit.  You paying for it ?"  
All thoughts of talking about fucking Margaret evaporated in the hot afternoon 
sun.

    "This guy claims to be growing his own...Uses some secret sauce, he says.  
Shit !  He could be pissing on them for all I care.  This shit is soooo 
mother-fuckin' goood !"  Hank laughed, thinking of some Cheech & Chong skit 
he'd heard decades ago.

    "So what's happening around here ?  I can't keep the cunt away from this 
place when I'm home."  Hank bragged.  "You get in Margaret's panties yet ?"  
He chuckled a bit.

    Bobby sat back in his chair.  He'd thought about this moment for quite a 
few days.  Act casual like, "Yea...You score with Mary Lou's mom yet ?"

    The silence only lasted a few moments.  "No shit !?"  Hank could feel the 
blood rushing to his groin.  He looked over at Bobby to make sure the kid 
wasn't fucking with him.  He was sure the kid had been fucking with him that 
first day.  But that was long ago.  The Jeanie was out of the bottle...The 
lack of sex must have driven Margaret crazy...Hank couldn't remember the last 
time he fucked his wife ?

    "Hey !  Hank...It just happened.  We were pretty fucked up at the time."  
As if that would excuse this type of digression.

    At least Hank was honest.  "Shit !  I'm getting more pussy than I can 
handle.  I can't very well lodge a complaint now can I ?"  Already his brain 
was racing ahead.  Willy kept talking about looking for a mother...Well, 
Margaret was a mother.....

    .....It was three days before Margaret arrived back home.  From the moment 
she walked in the house Hank appeared interested in her.  She felt guilty.  
She had spent the last three nights fucking and sucking with a young executive 
who picked her up her first night out of town...Jesus !  He was married with a 
baby, no less...But what a horny bastard he was and Margaret accepted every 
one of his advances.  He loved to eat pussy and had a dick that was hard a lot 
of the time...Although nowhere near as big as her husband's.

    So she was unsure what to say when Hank suggested that they get away for a 
while.  Hank knew this guy with a cabin.  He was pretty sure he could get it 
for a couple of days.  He pestered her almost all day about it until Margaret 
finally agreed.  They were going to leave right away.  Margaret put her foot 
down.  Not until she had a bath or at least a shower and douche.  She could 
still feel semen leaking out of her very well fucked cunt.  God !  That guy 
was a horny fuck !

                          ***** CHAPTER TWELVE *****

    Margaret slept until they turned off Highway 95 and started up the 
mountain.  The temperature dropped as they left the heat of the desert behind 
them.  Hank was not quite as confident as he had been back at home even though 
he was pretty sure Margaret had been unfaithful while she'd been away.  He'd 
called every night from a pay phone at the airport.  She'd always sounded a 
little breathless when she answered the phone.  He used a sock over the phone 
and always asked for a man...Harold...Jerry...He even used Willy one night.

    He felt a little guilty about setting Margaret up...But then Willy said 
that sometimes the magic doesn't work regardless of what you did...We'd just 
have to see ?  Hank was most worried about "just having to see."  If it didn't 
work ?  He wasn't sure he could give up the life he'd had for the last couple 
of months.  He'd have to watch the dope smoking but he wanted to make the 
fucking and sucking a permanent fixture in his life.  Would Margaret go along 
with him ?  He reached over and gave his wife's thigh a firm squeeze.

    It was still very bright out even though it was early in the evening.  The 
temperature was just a little over seventy, maybe seventy-two ?  The scrub 
brush had given way to pine trees and they were very green in the sunlight.  
Hank slowed a bit but knew exactly where he was.  He'd been up here a couple 
of times when Margaret was out of town.

    "We're looking for a dirt road off to the right."

    Margaret earnestly looked out the window.  This might be fun.  Hank was 
obviously trying to make up with her.  Maybe he knew...Probably just suspected 
unless that horny Bobby spilled the beans !?  She saw the road and the 
excitement sounded in her voice.

    "There it is, Hank...There it is !"  Hank was already leaving the 
pavement, the sound of rocks beating against the floor of their four by four.  
She reached over and gave his thigh a squeeze.  They moved up the road at a 
snail's pace, bouncing from side to side on the rutted road.  They both 
grunted out disappointment when they saw the van parked in front of the stairs 
to the cabin.

    A older, long-haired man came out on to the porch.  He was joined by a 
blonde haired woman.  They were sharing a pipe and smoking.  The old guy 
waved.  "Is that your friend, Hank ?"

    For the life of him, Hank couldn't play his part and started laughing.  
Willy and his wife were rushing down the stairs.  Willy was actually running 
across the clearing to where they were stopped.

    "Hank...Hank..."  Willy was yelling.  Margaret looked confused and was 
thinking...Why didn't Hank call ?  She was about to ask Hank if he'd called 
when Willy reached her door and yanked it open.

    "Welcome !  You must be Margaret.  Hank speaks highly of you.  Please 
excuse us for being here but my wife and I tried to get in touch with Hank but 
just weren't able to get through.  It's not Hank's fault.  He thought he was 
getting away alone for a couple of days with his beautiful wife.  I hope we 
don't ruin some of your time up here.  It's really quite nice this time of 
year."

    Hank had stopped laughing.  Erin Tamarack had opened his door and he was 
getting out.  Erin handed him the pipe.  Hank took a huge hit off the pipe and 
passed it back to Erin.  Willy was escorting Margaret to the stairs.  Erin 
laughed.  Hank joined her.

    "Need help with your stuff ?  Looks like Willy might get in her pants 
before the kids show up."  Hank was still laughing as he carried their bags up 
the stairs.  Willy and Margaret were nowhere in sight when Hank and Erin 
reached the porch.

    "Remember...Hank, you're on candid camera.  Don't fuck it up !"  Erin was 
laughing like crazy.  Hank lugged the luggage to the bedroom and found Willy 
insisting that Hank and her use the bedroom.  "I wouldn't have it any other 
way !"

    "I've just signed a big contract with your husband.  I'm delighted that 
Hank will be on retainer.  I mentioned that he could use the cabin.  But now 
I'm glad that my wife and I happened to be here."  He had Margaret's elbow and 
was guiding her out into the main room.  The loft was next.  He had his hands 
on her waist as he guided her up the stairs.  The loft was covered with 
mattresses, wall to wall.

    "My wife and I like a lot of room when we settle down at night."  He still 
had his hands on her waist.  Margaret liked the attention.  Just like her 
married executive friend...God !  That was less than twenty-four hours ago !  
She was already thinking of going to bed with another man !  And her husband 
was right in the other room.  The guy's wife was a cute little thing.  She 
wondered if the woman had anything to do with this contract the guy was 
talking about ?  Maybe she gave Hank some head ?  She laughed and then found 
both Hank and this guy's wife cracking up down by the hot tub.

    The four of them met at the bar and Willy poured them all a generous 
helping of his famous margaritas.  The wife was talking with Margaret.  She 
appeared relaxed.  Willy had his hand on Hank's shoulder.  It was the first 
time that Hank actually thought it might work.

    Willy lit up the bong and tapped Margaret on the shoulder.  She looked 
surprised and looked toward Hank.  Hank shrugged his shoulders so Margaret 
took the bong.  She looked puzzled so Willy moved around behind her to give 
her some instruction.  Hank was sure that Willy would be rubbing that never 
ending hardon of his right up against his wife's ass.  It looked very tight in 
her jeans, nice and plump too !  Hank was going to love getting seconds.  He 
was now confident it was going to happen.

    Erin was smiling at him.  Margaret was taking a hit.  Willy was rubbing 
her waist, now he was to the swell of her hips.  She was looking back at him.  
He was laughing.  Hank started laughing and took the bong from his wife.  
Willy remained where he was and Hank was sure he was feeling his wife's ass.  
He was starting to get hard.

    The bar separated the couples.  Hank and Erin on one side and Willy and 
Margaret on the other side.  Hank was sure Willy was fondling his wife's 
body.  He was almost hard and wanted to stroke himself.  He really wanted Erin 
to come over and suck on his dick.  She gave excellent head...As good as his 
wife.  The bong was back on the bar and Margaret was giggling about something.

    Margaret was mildly turned on while Willy fondled her ass.  But when his 
hand roamed between her legs right up into her crotch she jumped.  She was 
sure that Hank noticed.  But if he did  ?  He chose to ignore it.  Willy's 
wife had her hand on Hank's chest as she was hitting off the bong.  It was the 
first time that she thought about them swapping.  Maybe that was the plan ?  
She took another hit off the pipe.  She was wiped out...Way more stoned than 
when she smoked with Bobby.

    Erin was dragging Hank to the porch.  Willy boldly moved his hands to her 
chest as soon the other couple moved out on to the porch.  She was beyond 
saying or doing anything about it...Wanted him to continue.  He was already 
manipulating her erect nipples and pressing his boner into her behind.  She 
wondered if her husband was watching them.  She glanced over at the other two 
and found Hank's hand on the blonde's ass.....

    .....Willy's tongue was in her mouth.  His hands were digging into her 
ass.  She could feel his bone rubbing against her thigh and lower belly.  She 
clutched to his waist.  He ground against her.  She was about to ask him if 
they could go up stairs.  She was afraid she'd let him fuck her right here.  
She'd never been so hot and horny.

                         ***** CHAPTER THIRTEEN *****

    "Oh !  Willy !  It's Kevin and Louise !  Can they come up ?  Oh !  
Please, Willy !"  Erin was jumping up and down at the railing.  Willy's hands 
had been inside her pants and she had been working on his fly.  He was moving 
away from her.  Hank was laughing again.  He rushed over to her.  Margaret 
tried to close her jeans.  She was afraid Hank was going to say something.  
Instead he kissed her, all tongue and very juicy.  His hands were on her ass, 
pushing her butt cheeks together.  There was a volcano bubbling up between 
Margaret's legs.  She rubbed herself against him.

    His tongue was in her ear.  One hand was down the back of her jeans and 
fingers were working between the cheeks of her ass.  She was humping her 
crotch against his thigh.  She felt another man behind her.  Hands were 
caressing her breasts from behind.  She forced her husband's tongue out of her 
mouth.

    Hank spoke before she could.  "All you have to do is say stop, honey, and 
it all goes away."  Margaret looked over by the porch.  Erin was standing with 
a young couple...Maybe early twenties.  Both were blonde and very beautiful.  
The young woman had fairly large breasts but was a skinny little thing.  The 
kid looked...Well, like a kid.

    Margaret was excited.  She was pressed between two excited men and knew 
that she was going to get to sample them both and then there was the young 
stud across the room.  She imagined he had a very nice, large cock.  She 
imagined it remaining hard long after the older men's dicks were soft and 
spent.

    The other women could play with themselves as far as Margaret was 
concerned.  "If you're cool with it Hank ?  I am.  Tell me you are and it 
happens.  I'm very horny and I know you are.  Come on, say it.  You want to 
fuck that little blonde over there.  I know you do.  I know I want to fuck the 
stud."  She was massaging her husband's hard penis, one hand on his testicles 
and the other rubbing his boner ?  Willy's hands were working on the buttons 
to her blouse.

    Erin was lighting up the bong and the little blonde was stripping off her 
husband's shirt.  She was working on his jeans now.  Margaret was still 
massaging his boner and balls.  Willy had her blouse open and was yanking her 
jeans down.  Her panties came with her jeans and his hands were in her hair.  
She felt his naked penis against her butt and turned toward him.

    Willy was naked.  She was stepping out of her jeans and panties, her 
sports shoes kicked off and pushed away.  Her husband was pulling off her 
blouse and now her bra was un-hooked and coming off.  She was naked.  Willy 
was pulling her toward the stairs.  Margaret went willingly.  She looked back 
and found the blonde young lady on her knees, sucking her husband's cock.  
God, this was going to be wild !

    Her breasts bounced as she rushed to keep up with Willy as he pulled her 
up the stairs.  Her nipples were erect and pointing directly at Willy.  His 
dick was bouncing around in his groin.  Nowhere near what her husband had 
hanging between his legs.  She was anxious...Horny.  She felt wet between the 
legs and Willy was pulling her down on to the mattresses.  His hands were 
between her legs.  He had a finger in her.  She was more than wet.  His mouth 
was devouring her right breast.  She reached for his dick.  It was hot to the 
touch and just hard as rock.

    His mouth was running down between her tits.  His tongue painting her 
belly button.  His mouth was in her hair when the young stud appeared at the 
top of the stairs.  He was stroking his cock and it was huge...Nine or ten 
inches and just as thick as a large cucumber.  Willy's tongue was between her 
lips.  She struggled up on to her elbows.  Willy's hands pushing her legs 
further apart.

    The young stud looked back down into the common area behind him.  "Doesn't 
look like hubby is going to make it, Willy ?"  He was stroking his cock, 
slowly.  "I'm Kevin.  I don't think we've met, Margaret."  He was moving 
toward her.  About three feet away he sank to his knees, all the while 
stroking his cock.  Willy's tongue was going crazy in her cunt.  Kevin closed 
the distance and guided her face to his cock.

    "Oooohhhh !  That's good, sweetheart !"  Margaret sucked about four inches 
of Kevin's hard cock right into her mouth.  Her head started bobbing.  The 
tongue in her cunt was like a roto-rooter.  She was humping his face.  The 
young stud's cock was stretching her lips, his thick cock head poking against 
the back of her throat.  He was starting to thrust in and out of her mouth.

    Kevin was very turned on.  This was no beginner.  She could definitely 
suck cock.  Her lips were covered with saliva and sliding up and down his 
cock.  Kevin wanted to fuck her face but held off.  Willy was getting up 
between her legs and starting to twist her around.

    Margaret was accustomed to the cock in her mouth.  Her butt was being 
pulled around and now Willy was mounting her.  He was in her and started 
fucking almost immediately.  "Oh !  You're going to like this one, Kevin.  
She's had a lot of cock up here."  Kevin was on his side guiding her mouth on 
and off his cock.  You could hear sucking sounds as Kevin fucked his cock in 
and out of Margaret's mouth.  Willy started fucking her like a sprinter, 
actually making slapping sounds.

    Margaret was out of her mind.  The cock in her mouth was limiting the 
oxygen she was getting and the pounding, her rear end was taking, was shoving 
the cock deeper into her mouth.  Willy was reaming a finger up her ass.  She 
started bucking.

    "She's ready, Kevin.  Come and get it, buddy !"  Willy had pulled out of 
her.  Kevin was moving to her behind a long dribble of spittle dangling from 
his hard phallus.  Willy was sitting off to the side, his boner poking up out 
of his crotch.

    The blonde stud, his cock like a small baseball bat sticking out of a bush 
of blonde pubic hair, pushed Margaret's legs back over her head and settled on 
top of her.  He rubbed that monster of his around until he could poke it into 
her...All the way.

    "Ooooh !  Fuck !  That's a big cock !"  She was almost screaming.  Kevin 
started moving above her, like an oil derek...Up and down...Up and down.  
Willy was stroking his cock.  Margaret was starting to sweat, the beads 
dribbling down her rib cage.  Her breasts were squashed below her thighs and 
the cock that was fucking in and out of her felt like a fist being drilled 
into her belly.  She was going to cum.

    "Fuck !  Fuck !  Fuck me, stud !"  This time Margaret was screaming.  
"Fuck !  Fuck !  Fuck !"  She was chanting and Kevin was "T"ing off in her.  
His thighs were corded and his ass was like granite, pumping his considerable 
meat in and out of the screaming woman below him.  Her cunt was nice and large 
and Kevin stirred it around in her belly.  This was going to be a wild ride.  
She was bucking up against his thrusts.  Her cunt sliding up and down his hard 
boner.  He was close to cuming when she reached under him and started 
caressing his testicles.  He bucked two, maybe three times and then his cock 
started injecting spurt after spurt of molten semen into Margaret's belly.

    Margaret's belly tightened up just before she felt herself become wetter.  
It was oozing out of her and dribbling down between the cheeks of her ass.  He 
was still pounding his cock in and out of her.  She could hear herself crying 
out and them there was another between her legs and he was fucking her fast.  
She was cuming, her eyes squeezed closed but she knew her husband was 
watching.

    Hank was hard as stone.  His wife was screaming her guts out.  He was 
being lead up the stairs and watched while Kevin, the blonde stud with the big 
dick, fucked his wife's brains out.  The blonde little bimbo with the big tits 
was jacking him off.  The blonde stud was rolling off his wife and Willy was 
moving between her legs.  Hank could hear the squishy sound of their fucking.

    Margaret's legs were wrapped around Willy's hips and waist while his cock 
knifed in and out of her like a wood pecker.  The sweat was dribbling down her 
neck and her hair was plastered to her forehead and cheeks.  Willy's wife was 
kneeling next to them.  She was playing with Willy's ass and Margaret knew 
that he wouldn't last long.  Her husband must be near.

    Willy was moving about between his wife's legs like a strong electric 
current was moving through him.  Margaret's legs started jerking around above 
him and Hank dropped to his knees.  The blonde bimbo came with him and as soon 
as Willy crawled away from his wife, both her and Erin rolled Margaret over on 
to her knees.  Hank wasted no time and immediately plugged into his wife's 
messy, cum soaked cunt.  She was totally reamed out and just like mush inside.  
He started fucking and felt his wife's fingers caress his testicles as he 
pounded his cock in and out of her upraised behind.

                         ***** CHAPTER FOURTEEN *****

    They carried her to the hot tub about midnight.  She was giggly and very 
stoned.  They were all naked but she was sated.  She thought that they had 
gone around twice but wasn't sure.  The young blonde was bent over and being 
fucked by the old man.  His wife sitting right next to him but then she was 
sucking on the blonde stud's cucumber like cock.  Margaret sucked on the bong.  
Hank was getting another hardon.

    Margaret just watched as he got out of the hot tub and knee walked over to 
where the young blonde girl was getting her eggs beat by Willy.  Hank raised 
her head by her hair and almost immediately she sucked his hard cock into her 
mouth.  Margaret took another hit off the bong.  Hank was fucking the blonde's 
face and Margaret was getting turned on watching.

    Margaret slid down next to Erin and in just seconds was sharing the blonde 
stud's cucumber cock.  There was a lot of giggling and laughing as the women 
shared his very hard cock.  Margaret reached around and ran her hand up the 
back of blonde stud's thigh.  Her fingers searched out his anus and wormed a 
single digit into his butt.

    Erin gagged on the first spurt and spit his cock out of her mouth.  
Another spurt arced out of his penis and landed right below Erin's left eye.  
Her hand was still jacking him off but the remaining spurts were more like 
dribbles and ran down her fist.  Margaret pulled her finger from his anus as 
the blonde stud sunk into the hot tub.  His cum was dribbling down Erin's 
cheek.

    Before Erin was able to lick the cum off her cheek as it dribbled down 
toward her chin, Margaret leaned over and licked it off her cheek.  Erin and 
Margaret stared at each other as Margaret swallowed the cum she'd licked off 
Erin's cheek.  Erin leaned into her and went searching for the cum that 
Margaret just swallowed.

    Margaret tried to lean away from Erin but Erin's hand was on the back of 
her head and Erin's tongue was roaming around in her mouth.  Margaret could 
taste cum and weed as her tongue fenced with Erin's.  Now the woman had her 
hands on her tits and Margaret fell back down on the decking.

    Erin just looked down at her.  Her hands were still roaming around 
Margaret's chest, pinching and kneading her breast meat.  Erin leaned down and 
sucked Margaret's right nipple into her mouth.  Margaret moaned.  For all 
practical purposes, they were alone...That's where Margaret was.  The pleasure 
was welling up in her belly.  She wanted the woman to eat her cum soaked 
pussy, suck the cum right out of it.

    As Erin moved lower on Margaret's torso, Margaret was urging her lower 
with the soft pressure of her hands.  Erin was hungry and excited about being 
the first.  Her tongue was in Margaret's belly button, her cum soaked pubic 
hair was just inches away.  Erin's' hand spread Margaret's legs.

    "Come on, Margaret...Open up, honey."  Erin whispered as she sunk to her 
knees in the hot tub.  Margaret spread her legs.  Erin ran her hands up the 
inside of Margaret's thighs.  Goose bumps broke out on Margaret's thighs.

    "Come on, Erin.  Eat the cum out of me.  You want it.  I can see it in 
your face."  Erin went down on her, digging her tongue into Margaret's well 
fucked cunt.  Margaret's labia was pried apart and Erin was working the tip of 
her tongue all around her clitoris.  Margaret tensed up and came.

    "Oh !  Fuck !  Lick me !"  She was pleading with the woman.  Her eyes 
flashed open when the blonde young lady sat on her face.  The little blonde 
bimbo was shaved and Margaret could see some semen dribbling out of her fat 
cunt lips.  Margaret licked.  The blonde suffocated her.  A cock was now 
taking Erin's place and the blonde was being pulled off her face.

    Erin pushed Louise off of Margaret's face and threw her leg over.  She 
looked down as Margaret's tongue slithered out of her mouth.  "Come on eat me, 
honey."  Margaret started chowing down on the dark pelt of Erin's crotch.  
Another cock was fucking her.  Her tongue was pumping in and out of Erin's 
cunt.  The woman was riding her face.  It wouldn't be long before she 
came.....

                             ***** EPILOGUE *****

    There were five couples on Saturday night.  Margaret was just one of five 
and disappointed she wasn't the main attraction.  She acted very slutty all 
evening long...Was the first to strip down and get into the hot tub...Was the 
first to suck some cock into her mouth.  The two and three on one didn't start 
until well after midnight.  Margaret was a slut for it...Women, men, it didn't 
matter.  Margaret was queen of the ball !

    .....The silence was broken by some birds chirping.  Margaret's eyes 
flashed open.  Figures of naked men and women frolicked before her eyes.  She 
sat up.  The room spun, slowly.  She felt drunk and then remembered the dope.  
That bong was always present, always full of weed.

    The rest of the cabin appeared empty.  She found her clothes in the 
bedroom, which was empty.  She heard them talking and rushed out of the room, 
still buttoning her blouse.

    "Well, Margaret, have a little too much of the cup of cheer last night ?"  
It was Willy and he was smiling this big shit eating grin at her.  Erin was 
giggling, Hank was cracking up.

    She blushed...Felt flushed.  Willy had his arm around her and was guiding 
her to a closet.  There was a "TV" set on some sort of table...Some other 
electronic equipment around.  She could see several views of the cabin.  
Eight of them to be exact...Sectioned out on the monitor.

    "Let's see if we can find Margaret ?"  He pointed to the third view on the 
bottom row.  She could barely make out the hot tub.  She was bent over with 
her hands on the decking and was being fucked by a very tall teenager, with 
what appeared to be a very long dick.

    Willy threw a couple of switches and now it was just that frame that 
filled the TV.  The sound came up.  She could hear herself grunting and 
groaning as the teenager fucked his cock in and out of her.  The 
"slap...slap...slap" of their wet bodies could be heard above the moaning and 
groaning.

    Hank moved behind his wife and put his hands on her shoulders.  "Looks 
like you're the star of the show, honey !"  Both Willy and Hank started 
laughing.  Erin was laughing too.  Margaret joined them.  She was the star of 
the show, no doubt !

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