before I was at last sagging into the grass.
“Okay,” I finally gasped. “I think that's enough. Oh, God, Tim, I came sofuckinggood! You're so good at it-you made me come like crazy!”
When we separated at last, lying under the moonlight, I quickly hopped up and found my purse, then pulled out the wad of tissue I'd brought along. Just in case. In case I got lucky. He took them from me and wiped off the head of his dick, which was still hard from his evident excitement at bringing me to a climax.
“Tim, are you still hard from when I jacked your off or did you get excited all over again fingering me?” I asked him.
He gave me a look and shrugged.
“Both,” he told me. “You just got me so excited. I've never touched a girl's pussy before.”
I gave him a smile, but kept it as shy as I could. Almost innocent, but not quite. I mean, I'd grabbed his dick so fast it must've been obvious I was no real beginner when it came to sex.
“Do you want me to jack you off again?” I asked. “I will, if you want.”
He looked down to himself, at his slim dick sticking out from his crotch. “Okay,” he said. “If you don't mind.”
“I'd love to,” I told him. “And stick your fingers up my pussy again while I'm doing it. I want to come again, too. I'd love that.”
Yes, I would.
CHAPTER 6
The first time I used my mother's new fucking machine the night before, it almost killed me.
Not killed me as in any murderous or terrible way, but more like killed me from too many orgasms. More like I died-and-went-to-heaven type of killed.
“Holy fuck,” my mother had gasped. “My cunt's flowing like a river where the dam broke.”
After she'd had about ten climaxes in a row on the chrome-plated sex toy. In fact, every time my dad and I thought she was finally done, so I could at last get a turn, she'd lie there panting for breath for a few moments, then make us turn it on still again.
“It fucked me and fucked me and fucked me,” she finally said. “Without ever slowing down or needing a sandwich. I wanted it to never end.”
“That's how I feel doing a gangbang,” I told her brightly. “The more they fuck me, the more I want it.”
She gave me a knowing look.
“Maureen, I guess you really are a dirty little slut!”
My dad laughed, but gave each of us a look.
“You're both dirty little sluts,” my father said, as he and I helped her up and off the narrow bench, slippery with her juices. “But getting fucked by that machine, Melissa, you reallylookedlike a dirty slut.”
“It was unbelievable,” she said. “Maureen, sweetie, this thing's going to fuck you to death.”
She was drenched with sweat, her shapely legs so weak she couldn't stand on her own. Rather, she dropped down to the carpet beside the machine and sat cross-legged, still trying to catch her breath.
Her swollen pink nipples were so erect I was afraid they'd simply explode, her perfectly-waxed cunt still dripping her own oily moisture-there was an immediate wet spot on the carpet under her.
“Seriously,” she said to me. “You have no idea.”
“I'm ready,” I laughed, standing. “I want to get fucked.”
My dad's thick white cum was still oozing out of my pink slit, tiny rivulets of it running down my bare inner thighs. He looked to me, shaking his head. “Sweetie, you justgotfucked, remember? I just fucked you.”
I gave him a helpless little shrug.
“Daddy, I know, but I wantmorefucking,” I told him. “Like momma just got fucked. But put on a smaller dildo. Like the red one.”
“No problem,” he nodded.
I grabbed a towel from the downstairs bathroom and wiped off the padded bench, not wishing to lie in my own mother's pussy-juices. Yes, it's true I'd licked her cunt many times, starting on my 9th birthday. But if I was going to sit my bare ass in a wet spot, I wanted it to be my own.
“You're all set,” my father said, showing me. “Look at this.”
He'd attached the red dildo, a thick rubber cock about 6” long and slightly curved at the tip. It was a so-called 'G-spot' shape. I nodded my approval to him, then threw a skinny leg over the bench.
“I want it from the rear,” I told my parents. “Doggy-style.”
Unlike my naked blonde mother, I lowered myself face-down, much like riding a racing bicycle. My tiny tits were pressed against the bench, my bare little ass in the air with my bare feet tight against the foot-pegs.
Behind me, my father slid the chrome-arm forward until the curved tip of the red rubber dildo slid into the slick opening of my little slit. Then he lined it up with the G-spot curve face-down, slid it forward another inch into me, and caused me to swallow at the pleasant sensation.
I was a little girl who always liked getting my overly-sensitive pussy touched, even (apparently) by a robot's rubber cock.
“It feels good,” I told him. “So far.”
“Steady,” my dad said.
He put a hand on my bare hip and inched me back until the red dildo was over 3” inside of me. My slick hairless cunt-lips were gripping the rubber shaft of it wetly.
“Now just relax,” he advised. “Let the machine do all the work.”
“Right.”
And as I braced myself, certain I knew what to expect, my father turned the control just slightly so the red rubber dildo slid effortlessly into my little 11-year-old cunt. It paused for less than a micro-second, it seemed, then cycled back out, the slippery friction inside my young pussy almost getting me off right that second.
“Oh, God!” I groaned. “Daddy, I already love it!”
And he turned it up then, increasing the speed with each shivering thrust of the rubber cock going all the way into my cunt. My breath was soon coming so hard and fast I was afraid I'd simply pass out.
“Uhhh!” I panted, squirming my bare little ass in a tight little circle as it fucked me from behind. “It's like nothing I've ever felt! It's killing me, fucking me like this! Oh, God, I'm alreadycoming! Daddy, I'm coming!”
And I came like I'd never felt before.
The knowledge that the fucking machine would continue to do that, fuck me, without ever slowing down or stopping, just a relentless big cock pounding into my cunt until I was exhausted from one orgasm after another, made me come all the harder.
“Don't let it stop, don't let it stop!” I was moaning, squirming as if snakes were crawling all over me. The lewd pleasure in my grade-schooler's pussy was almost too much to bear. “I love it, I love it! God, I'm coming again! Uhhh! Uhhhhhh! Oh, fuck, it's so fucking good!”
And my father, knowing what I loved so well, reached out and gave my sweaty bare little ass a quick squeeze. A moment later, I felt two of his fingers sliding into my slippery asshole.
He began fingerfucking my quivering butt while the fucking machine did its own thing, fucking me until I was almost turned inside out.
“I don't want this to end!” I panted, pumping my narrow hips. “Daddy, daddy, I love your fingers in my asshole, but I'd rather have your dick in my mouth! So I can suck you while I'm getting fucked! I want you to come in my mouth…”
And he laughed.
“That won't be a problem, sweetie…”
And by the time my father moved around to the front of me, his cock hard and throbbing with his need for my mouth, my mother slid over beside the fucking machine and slipped two ofherfingers up my asshole.
“I'm almost melting here,” I croaked, overwhelmed by the sensations in my pussy and my butt. “I'm going to need this machine in my room! Ohhh, God! It's like I'm being fucked to death here!”
