yet. He felt her loins moving between them, fucking them both back, furiously. God! It feels good. I've never had anything like this! Then, he was Gumming. He slammed into his sister's rectum hard, and his cock was spewing his lewd sperm into the spongy depths of her back passage. He groaned with the satisfying sensation. 'Aaaaauuugh! Christ! That's good!'
Stacey felt the expanding shaft of his cock; as her brother's semen jetted into her, while almost at the same time, she felt the convulsive beginnings of her own orgasm. Then, it was there for her. She soared upward rocket like, her orgasmic release describing a parabola of heightening sensation on the way up, until at the apogee, she felt as though she could have gone into orbit, but then as gravity pulled her back toward the earth, she was there again on the bed sandwiched between her brother on the bottom, his cock still pumping his cum frantically up into her, and her brother's friend slamming his massive penis deep into her hungrily nibbling cunt in insanely pistoning strokes like a pile driver run amok. Instinctively, she was tonguing in and out of Birdie's steaming cunt above her in tempo with Bill's plundering cock in her own wildly clasping cunt. She couldn't scream aloud. Her mouth was too busy.
Then, with a throaty scream, Birdie came. 'Aaaaaauuugh! Goddd! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Aaaaaauuugh!' Great, convulsive shudders lanced through her body, and with a mewling moan, she pitched forward, curling her body on the bed, as she quivered with her release.
Finally, then, Bill Wilson was there, too. He came in great hosing streams of white hot viscous semen, his cock expanding rhythmically as it was shot deep into the young woman's clinging cuntal passage. With a grunt of satisfaction he collapsed pantingly on top of her, his legs straightening out, and he lay there heavily like a log. The four of them were lost in their deep enjoyment- of their orgiastic sexual union, and the only sound for a few moments was the rasp of breath in four pairs of tortured lungs.
After a while, they stirred. Bill rolled off from on top of Kurt's sister and stretched out full length, his hand going to cup the convulsively heaving mound of one of his wife Birdie's heaving breasts.
Kurt squirmed from under his sister and took her solidly in his arms. He kissed her tenderly. 'I love you, darling.' he whispered.
'I love you, too, Kurt,' she murmured. 'I love all of you!'
Down the road a few miles, another drama was unfolding.
Sylvia Parker's body was being drained dry by her son's friend, Danny. It was one of the most delightful mornings of her life!
Chapter 11
The two men didn't get very far in the one remaining car. Less than a half-mile from the cabin the carburetor burst in a flood of gasoline. They decided it had to be because of the altitude. The two started walking toward the very direction of Sylvia Parker's mobile home.
Danny Horton stayed half the morning in the mobile home.
Before the cadet put on his clothes to be driven back to the military school in the Parker station wagon, he had fucked his best friend's mom four times, and he had learned a great deal about what it takes to please a mature woman.
As they bumped along in the station wagon, Danny felt constrained to check out just what his progress report was.
'How was I?' he asked, glancing over at the profile of Sylvia Parker, taking in the strong jut of her breasts and remembering how good they had tasted against his tongue. She exchanged glances with him, and smiled. 'You were very good, Danny. Are you sure that was the first time you ever satisfied a woman?'
The cadet blushed. 'Jesus, was it that obvious?'
'Yes, but in a nice way. The only thing wrong was that it made me feel slightly like a dirty old woman.'
Danny shook his head politely. 'Don't say that. I loved what you let me do. I'd like to do it again, too.' And even as he suggested another round of screwing, Danny could feel his young prick twitching toward still another healthy hard-on!
'It's very dangerous, Danny. We could have been caught, you know.'
'It would almost be worth it. You liked it, didn't you?'
She glanced at the handsome young man again and wished like hell that they had fucked five times! She could still feel the nice hardness of his lusty cock inside the walls of her cant, still sense the pumping hotness of him, the endless energy of his teenaged buttocks hammering out a waltz of passion above her open thighs.
'Yes,' she whispered, softly, 'I liked what we did very much – and I do want to have you again.'
'We could maybe get a motel room,' Danny said, letting one hand fall down into his lap to cover the growing bulge at his crotch. 'I'd sure like to fuck you real good in a place where nobody would disturb us.'
The idea was tempting, she thought, but since the only motel in the small village near the military school wasn't exactly that private, she knew it wouldn't work. If a woman was seen going into a motel room with one of the local cadets, the news would spread like wildfire.
'No motel,' she said.
Danny grinned. 'Hey, I got an idea. If we let old Bobby in on what we're doing, we could keep on fucking in your mobile home. We could do it while your husband is out fishing every day.'
'Are you insane?' she stammered. 'I can't ever let Bobby know what we did this morning. He's too young – and besides, he's my own son!'
Danny was still grinning. 'Bobby's got a nice-sized cock on him. All the guys talk about it in the showers at school. They call him Hoss' Parker behind his back.'
Despite herself, Sylvia felt her ears prickling up at that news! She realized suddenly that she had not seen her own son naked since he was a very little boy. Was it possible, she wondered, that her son was better hung than Danny Horton?
'You – uh – don't mean that Bobby is – ah – better equipped than you are?' she questioned weakly.
'Hell, he's got me beat by a couple of inches any way you look at it. That bastard is a first-class stud.'
The information was most enlightening!
All the conversation about sex was heating both of them up, and Sylvia kept glancing constantly between Danny's legs. His hand was cupped almost shyly over the huge erection in his tight, army-type trousers.
Sylvia smiled. 'May I see what you're hiding, Danny?'
He gulped as crimson spots appeared on his cheeks, but he drew his hand away so that she could see the boldly outlined shape of his prick.
It amazed her that he could have another tremendous hard-on after having balled her like an animal all morning!
'Take it out of your pants,' she said, her voice hoarse with the need to touch his penis one more time.
'Christ, you mean right in the car?'
'Why not? Nobody is going to see us.'
He didn't have to be asked twice to do something that stirred his lascivious imagination so easily.
He unzipped his pants and finally managed to pull out his bone-hard prick. It stood up out of his fly like a banana, the pink head still flushed a deeper, pinker color from all the fucking he had done.
Her right hand left the steering wheel and fluttered over between his legs. She touched her fingers lightly up and down the rigid pole of flesh, playing with his cock, teasing it, making it grown stiffer with every feather touch.
'God, I'd give a million bucks to fuck you again right now,' Danny groaned, spreading his legs as far apart as he could under the conditions, and putting his arms back up over the back rest. 'I guess I'm a sex maniac, or something-but that damned dick of mine stays hard twenty-four hours a day.'
'That's nice,' Sylvia, crooned, slowing the big station wagon to a crawl as she brazenly began to jack him off. She loved the way his prick throbbed and responded to the squeezing pressurings of her hand. It gave her a sense of power to play with his large cock, and just remembering how nice it had felt between her legs made her pussy begin to sweat with pleasure.
The more she gently jacked his penis the closer he came to a climax. She had him panting with lust in only
