between his legs. Grasping an armchair, he dragged it over by the bed and quietly sat down to watch the show.
When Brent crawled up between her legs, Arline stared down to see his massive cock advancing toward her dripping crotch. Again drawing her knees back against her tits, she excitedly offered the length of her hot, wet, slit to the biggest fucking prick she'd ever seen in her depraved lifetime. Feeling his massive knob pressing between her slippery cunt lips, she closed her eyes in preparation for the thrilling penetration. She could feel her slit being stretched wider and wider as his huge boner began filling her cunt. Arline was momentarily a bit frightened, suddenly wondering if her pussy would be able to take such a big dong. Clinging tightly to the boy, she could feel, his magnificent tool sinking deeper and deeper into her unbelievably stretched hole. Her quivering body was filled with both ecstasy and agony as his enormous cock plowed up into her belly.
When she'd finally taken the entire length of his thick rod, their naked stomachs were pressed hotly together as they lay perfectly motionless in each other's arms, her widely stretched cunt completely stuffed with his throbbing fuck-pole.
'Oh, lover,' she whispered, grinding her hot, sucking cunt up tighter around the thick base of his deeply embedded shaft, 'That's gotta be the biggest fuckin' cock in the whole world.'
Watching from his chair, Duane was sweating profusely as he frantically stroked his limp prick. The sight of that huge dong stuffed into his wife's cruelly stretched hole was driving him wild.
'Oh, sweet fucking Jesus,' she whimpered when Brent began fucking into her with long rhythmic strokes. 'It's so fuckin' good, baby. Oh, how I love that Goddamned big dork.'
The thick meatiness of his hard cock was carrying her to new heights of sexual bliss as his magnificent tool drilled deeper and deeper into her writhing belly. Brent was just as excited with the hot tightness of her wet, sucking pussy. The clinging smooth walls of her slit were sucking and milking on his dong with a passion he'd never before experienced.
'Oh, you sweet baby,' she whispered as the boy continued drilling the hard thickness of his dick into her hot, slippery gash. 'Oh, God fucking damn, that feels so shittin' good!'
Watching them as he sat in the chair pounding his meat, Duane could feel his own prick swelling in his fist. The sight of his wife being fucked by that huge cock was driving him wild. God, how he wished he could get a hard-on in her cunt.
On and on the couple fucked, his big prick pounding savagely into the beautiful woman's lusting pussy. With her legs wrapped around his lurching body, Arline was excitedly digging her bare heels into the crack of his ass, trying to urge him on. Never in her life had she felt anything as good as this big boner slamming in and out of her dripping cunt.
'Oh, God, lover!' she wailed, locking her legs tighter around his humping body. 'Fuck harder! Fuck harder!'
Duane's prick had suddenly exploded into a full erection, and he was stroking it faster and faster as he watched the deliriously fucking couple.
'Ride me, baby, ride me!' Arline was squealing as she frantically thrust her loins up to better receive his pounding strokes. 'Fuck, honey, fuck!'
With her legs waving crazily in the air, Arline could feel an orgasm building up hotly between her legs.
'Hold me! Hold me!' she suddenly shrieked, clutching the wildly humping boy in her arms. 'I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!'
Duane was beating his own meat more violently as he watched the naked couple thrashing toward their climaxes.
'I'm coming! I'm coming!' squealed Arline when she suddenly felt the youth's big cockhead squirting a torrent of cum into her writhing fuck-hole. 'Eeeeeggghhh! Aaauuuggghh! Coming… coming!'
Clinging tightly to him, she could feel her cunt filling up with his hot spurting cock-cream.
'Oh, sweet baby,' she whispered.
Unable to control himself any longer, Duane jumped up and pulled Brent off of his wife and then, standing over the naked woman, he pointed his cockhead at her and began stroking his prick at an even faster tempo. Within a matter of seconds, his cock began squirting jizz all over her, drenching her face, tits and belly. When he'd discharged the last drop, he collapsed completely exhausted into the chair.
Not saying a word, Arline got out the bed, and after picking up their clothes, she escorted Brent out of the room.
'I feel so bad for him,' she said to the boy when they were alone. 'He used to be such a wonderful lay.'
'What happened?' asked Brent.
'I really don't know,' she sighed. 'He can only get a hard on when he watches someone fuck me with a big cock.'
'Does he fuck anyone else?' the boy asked.
'No,' she smiled. 'We've brought lots of girls over for him, but he just doesn't get a hard on for them.'
'Gosh, that's strange,' said Brent.
'Sometimes I think he's insecure with women and is afraid he can't live up to what they expect of him,' she tried to reason. 'I've even thought that maybe a little girl could bring him around. He might feel that a child wouldn't expect so much from him.'
'Have you tried it?' he asked.
'No,' Arline smiled. 'Just thought about it.'
'I've got a little fifteen-year-old sister that loves to fuck,' Brent volunteered.
'Really!' she gasped. 'Is she cute?'
'A livin' doll.'
'Could she pretend that she was defenseless, and let him think he was dominant?' asked Arline.
'She's a pretty sharp little kid,' grinned Brent.
'Do you think she'd try it?'
'Sure,' he answered. 'But she'd want a few bucks.'
'That's no problem,' beamed Arline. 'I'll give you each a hundred dollars if you'll bring her to dinner tomorrow night.'
'Fine,' smiled Brent.
'But Duane mustn't know she's being paid,' warned the woman. 'He must think he's dominating a horny little girl.'
'Okay,' Brent grinned, 'he can think she's just my little hot pants sister.'
'Great,' giggled the woman. 'But you've gotta promise to fuck me with that big cock again tomorrow night.'
'I wouldn't miss the chance,' laughed Brent.
CHAPTER NINE
Robin was thrilled about the hundred bucks when her brother told her about it. Deciding to look as young as possible, she wore a ribbon in her hair and absolutely no make up. To further the image, Robin wore a short little fluffy dress without panties or bra under it.
'My God,' grinned Brent when she spun around in front of him. 'You don't look more than thirteen years old in that outfit.'
'Good,' she giggled. 'Let's go make our hundred bucks.'
When they arrived at the Masons' apartment, Robin was pleased at the way the man studied her. It was obvious that her youthful body attracted his attention, and she hoped it would be a successful evening.
'I hope you didn't mind my bringing Robin with me,' lied Brent to Duane Mason when they were momentarily alone. 'She's getting to that age where I don't like to leave her by herself?'
'What do you mean?' asked Duane.
'Well,' grinned Brent. 'I don't quite know how to say this, but she seems to be such a horny little girl.'
