The pressure of the thick whiffle ball bat inside Mrs. Benton's cunt seemed to make her asshole gape. Rusty could easily shove a finger up her asshole without touching meat it was that wide open. Rusty had never seen such a sexy asshole. He bent his monstrous cock down and pressed the glowing pecker head into Mrs. Benton's asshole.
The old lady shrieked like a banshee. 'Oh, it's the big one! Oh honey, let me fed it. Bugger my ass – quick!'
Rusty drove into her until his pubic hair tickled her gaping asshole. He felt his pecker head in the her hot belly. He'd buried all ten inches of big stud cock up her butt.
Mrs. Benton went crazy, bucking like a wild mustang under him. Rusty reached back and grabbed the whiffle ball bat, twisting it inside her cunt as he fucked hard into her asshole. The smooth bat turned and slid slippery against his crotch, massaging his balls and bottom and ass crack.
Todd kneeled up on the bed in front of Mrs. Benton and beat her face with his cock. Then, grabbing her by the ears, he yanked her mouth down over his cock until her nose banged his pubic bone. Mrs. Benton gagged as her son's cock stretched her throat.
'Suck me, you whore mother!' Todd spat, jerking her head up and down on his cock. And while he raped his mother's mouth, his brother crawled up under Mrs. Benton and started biting and sucking her fat hanging tits.
'Mmm, Momma,' Jimmy muttered, 'you've got such big ones! Give me some milk.' And he mauled her tits, biting and scratching them, sucking them until Mrs. Benton thrashed, trying to shake him off.
But the woman was trapped. With Rusty's ten-incher slicing up her shit hole, with. Todd's seven maker searing her throat, with the twisting bat up her cunt and Jimmy's teeth and claws digging up her tits, Mrs. Benton was about as bound and fucked as any woman could be. And she whimpered, shivering all over as one little orgasm after another gnawed through her loins.
Rusty could feel it every time Mrs. Benton came. Her asshole contracted quickly and she got very hot inside. Vibrations shot through the plastic bat. Rusty couldn't believe how many times she came. She seemed to come about once every minute. And for a few, moments Rusty wished that he was a woman so he could know what it felt like to be stuffed full of cock and to shake with one orgasm after another.
Jimmy was sucking his mother's tits no handed now so he could pump his stiff cock. Todd was nodding his bead from side to side, his eyes glazed, as if he were in a trance.
The sight of his foster brothers enjoying themselves made Rusty all the more excited. He fucked down hard, getting set to blow Mrs. Benton to smithereens when he came. The hot, needlelike sensations shooting from deep in his loins and through the core of his thick, ten-inch cock made Rusty want to sing with pleasure.
'Oh, man!' he moaned. 'Oh, Momma, fuck your ass! Screw your smelly whore's ass!'
'Give her your jizz,' Todd muttered. 'Blast her!'
'Right,' Rusty said, blurry-eyed with pleasure. 'I'm gonna give her my load.'
Hot springs of jism uncoiled in his nuts and shot through his cock like flaming arrows. Rusty's loins bucked out of control. 'Oh, Christ!'
And he blasted her, flooded her asshole as she began spasming again. With each round of cum he shot into her, the sound of his cock pistoning in her got juicier. He could feel her asshole all greasy with his hot cum, and the sound of his fucking got squishier and squishier.
Todd snapped back his head, hammering his mother's face. 'Oh, Momma!' he gasped. 'Take it!'
Mrs. Benton sucked loudly, munching Todd's cock, swallowing his jism. Rusty could hear her swallowing, could hear the cum gurgling down her throat. The sound made him excited, and he shot more jism up Mrs. Benton's hot ass.
Before either Rusty or Todd had finished shooting, Jimmy jumped up, pumping his cock. His face was red and dripping sweat. He stood next to the bed, arched his back, and squirted his white boy cum onto his mother's lower back and ass. The thick wads splatted on his mother's purple beaten ass cheeks and hung there like puffy clouds in a stormy sky.
'Shoot it, Jimmy,' he muttered. 'Cream on your ma's ass.'
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lisa had never liked gym class until today. She couldn't believe that she and the other girls were actually exercising in the nude. The girl's gym smelled like cunt, mainly from all the splits and the high kicks the girls were doing. For fifteen minutes now they'd been stretching, warming up.
'Mostly we learn gymnastics at this time of the year,' Candy explained to Lisa, sinking down into a full split on the shiny hardwood gym floor. 'Gymnastics gives us good bodies and keeps us limber for the guys.'
Lisa sank down into a full split as she faced Candy, her open cunt kissed the gym floor and a thrill zip through her crotch. All around her, other girls were splitting their legs wide their open cunts touched the floor. As each girl rose to a standing position, she left a moist cunt print on the floor, showing where her pussy lips had kissed it.
The lady coach, herself naked, blew her whistle. 'All right, group one on the balance beam, two on the bars, three work on your floor exercise, and four on the vault. In ten minutes we'll rotate, so get cracking.'
Lisa was excited. She'd always wanted to be a gymnast like those hot girls on television. She could see herself now, kicking her bare legs and wiggling her half naked ass while the crowd went crazy. Afterwards, they'd interview her for the TV audience.
'Candy,' the lady coach said, 'you take care of Miss Wills. Get her good and warmed up and then take her over for her first lesson. Watch her close, though. You know how wild they can get over new stuff. I've got her scheduled for extended gym, come Monday, so we've got to get her ready fast. Think you can handle it?'
'Yes, ma'am,' Candy said.
'Good,' said the coach, and she spun on her heels and left them. Lisa watched her walk away.
'What was that all about?' she asked Candy. 'Don't I get to swing on the bars today?'
'Let's do some more splits,' Candy said, letting her heels slide until she was sitting once more on her cunt. As she hit bottom her tits bounced.
Lisa imitated her, splitting her legs until her cunt once more kissed the floor. They sat facing each other, their legs split sideways to form a straight line.
'Point your toes,' Candy said, 'Always point your toes. It's sexier, and it drives the guys wild.'
Lisa pointed her toes, feeling sexier immediately. She wished some guys were around to see her.
'We'll sit like this for a few minutes,' Candy said. 'To stretch out our legs. Then we'll do some back bends before we go over to the boys' gym.'
'Boys' gym?'
Candy smiled. 'Honey, it's time we began your education. You don't know much about Sutton or Sutton High, do you?'
'I'm starting to think I don't,' Lisa said. 'Well, then you'd better find out. I grew up in this town, so this whole thing is as natural to me as day and night. But a lot of these new chicks coming in freak out.'
'Freak out?'
'Yeah,' Candy said, and she began to explain. Six years ago, when Candy was younger, Coach Long come to town and took over the athletic directorship of Sutton High. He guaranteed the town athletic fame if he was allowed unrestricted authority over his athletes. The town, sick of seeing their kids wasting away on drugs, gave the coach the go ahead and promised noninterference for one year, during which time the coach would either prove he could do what he said or lose his job.
Coach Long took over. He pulled all the boys out of their classes and trained them in athletics throughout the day, trained them with weights and in gymnastics, wrestling and swimming, and made them do miles and miles of running. He made them go barefooted to strengthen their feet. He made them wear their hair no shorter than shoulder length, because he believed long hair meant strength. As a reward for their adherence to his Spartan discipline, he provided them with girls to fuck. At first the sluttier girls of the school volunteered readily for fuck duty, in exchange for which these girls received credit for classes they never took. But later, after the uncontrolled athletes had fuck a lot of the girls near to death, fewer and fewer girls volunteered. Coach Long, by this time quite
