Inside Family Trading
(Mm/Ff, inc, size, anal)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com

Every morning at eight-thirty exactly, Eva Kefalnik watched him leaving for school. She peered from her living room window, her eyes devouring his broad shoulders and slim waist. And always her burning gaze lingered on the thick bulge of his crotch, massive in his tight pants. When he turned the corner and disappeared, the lushly curved brunette let out a deep sigh, hugged her robe tighter around her plump breasts, and desperately fought the urge to masturbate. A year, a whole long tormenting year since she'd felt a hot thrilling cock driving deep into her aching pussy! And powerfully throbbing in her wet, eager mouth. And ramming savagely into her tingling ass.

Upstairs, Eva started drawing a hot bath and slipped out of her robe. Her heart began to hammer against her ribs as she critically examined her naked body in the full-length mirror. The sight of her own ripe hot tits and velvety skin, her sleek thighs framing her silky cunt hairs almost always triggered a wild fingerfucking session. Her hips would jerk with increasing fervor as she dipped two fingers lewdly in and out of her juice-soaked cunt and her entire glowing nakedness would tremble from head to toe. Until that delicious moment of explosive orgasm, when her burning juices were flowing and gushing onto her savagely fucking fingers. But it wasn't working any more. She needed the real thing, a live hot prick tearing relentlessly into her narrow slit, until she could faint with sheer ecstasy. Her fingers dipped down to her glistening bush and hesitated. How could anyone so voluptuous, so damned sexy be so deprived? With a long, shaking sigh, the tall brunette slipped into the steaming bathwater and began soaping her lush tits. There would be no obscenely thrilling fingerfucking on this beautiful summer morning. Not as long as there was a handsome seventeen-year old boy living across the street who was hung like a bull in heat. She couldn't deny what she had in mind was dangerous, especially in a small town like Avalon. But if she didn't have an honest-to-God orgy of lewd sucking and fucking soon, she felt as if she'd lose her mind. She'd lived in Avalon a year now, the town's prim and quietly respectable music teacher. The nakedly curved brunette smiled when she remembered seeing the welcome sign as she drove into town. And on a sheer impulse, she'd stopped, rented a small house and set herself up in business as the local music teacher. Piano and guitar, mostly, with most of her students budding, healthy teenagers of both sexes. Only now, after a year of aching, restless torment, she realized there was more artistry and music in a feverish blowjob and strenuous fucking session than all the piano concertos in the world.

At four-thirty this afternoon, the anxious divorcee had a lesson scheduled for Jake, the handsome boy who lived across the street, the hung darling she'd secretly dreamed about for months now. He was actually a lousy guitar player, but that wasn't the sort of lesson she had in mind. If she didn't lose her nerve, she'd show him some real music in the form of her sultry hot mouth and fiercely throbbing cunt. The lush brunette raised one long, silken leg along the rim of the bathtub and lovingly stroked her smooth inner thigh. The big problem wasn't Jake, who was just a healthy, clean-cut kid with one of the biggest crotches she'd ever seen. It was his father. Good-looking bastard, but one of those stern, moralistic types who went punctually to church every Sunday, gazing down at everyone else with cold, superior eyes. Probably screwed his beautiful wife once a week for ten minutes exactly, before rolling over and snoring.

If he ever found out the thirty-one year-old divorcee seduced his wholesome young son with one of the hungriest blowjobs and torrid fucking sessions imaginable, he'd have her tarred and feathered. And as the town's most prominent citizen, he'd probably have her thrown in jail to boot. Eva tightened her lips with determination. Maybe jail couldn't be any worse than a padded cell. Because this afternoon she was going to have the wildest, most furious sucking and fucking orgy of her life with that gorgeous hunk of boy-man, or lose her sanity anyway. To hell with the risk! She was so frantically horny by now, even some of her fourteen and fourteen-year old girl students were beginning to look luscious and irresistible. It was the young, wholesome ones she craved fiercely now, those sweet faces and smooth-skinned bodies, those juicy rock-hard pricks that pounded with innocence and curiosity. Beginning today, it was all or nothing, Eva told herself. She was so hot most of the time, her cunt constantly felt like a mass of soaked, throbbing fire. Even the soap-suds on her naked flesh felt like sticky, tingling cum. She'd give Jake the most unforgettable sex of his life. Raw, naked, thrilling sex that would leave him dazed with pleasure. In her mind's eye, the passionate brunette began licking his big balls for a start, teasing ever closer to his long hot prick. And to hell with his cold-eyed father, too!


In the office of his new Ford agency, one of the most prosperous businesses in the small town, Mack Jett went over the latest purchase-orders with a self-satisfied smile. He had every reason to be satisfied, except one, something he didn't want to think about right now. He had a beautiful wife who never nagged or complained, two lovely children, Jake, seventeen, and Mindy, fourteen; a fast- growing business; a reputation in town as a leader; hundreds of friends. He had, in fact, everything. He even had something he desperately needed that could destroy everything he'd built up over the years if the town ever found out about it. Something that could cost him twenty years in prison.

Mack glanced at his watch. Just after three, and as if linked to his watch, his long prick began to pound hotly in his pants. She was due any minute now. The distinguished, thirty-eight year-old civic leader lit a cigarette with shaking fingers. The whole goddamned mess began six months ago, when he'd punished his daughter, Mindy for some trivial incident. It was only a spanking, with his lovely, sobbing daughter hunched over his knees. But the delicious feel of her hot, plump young ass quivering beneath his fingers sparked a deep, violent urge in his loins. Beneath the thin material of her skirt and panties, her luscious ass triggered a molten climax in his pants. He'd cum again and again, breathing heavily, his lust fired by her helpless sobs. He'd finally let her go, but by then it was too late. He was hooked, addicted to the feel of silky young ass, and from that moment on he spent almost all his time fantasizing, daydreaming, unable to resist a constant massive hard-on.

The girl entered his private office now, without even knocking, and Mack sucked in his breath. Her eyes shone with worship, and her cheeks were flushed with excitement. But it was her deliciously curved young body that held his attention. High, delicately-rounded tits above a narrow waist, plump thighs and perfectly smooth calves. And above all that juicy innocence, the face of an angel framed by long golden hair. It was his next-door neighbor's daughter, June, who was also Mindy's best friend. She was all of fourteen-years old herself.

"Hi, Mr. Jett," she said brightly. Her voice was loud enough for any of the salesmen on the floor to overhear. "Could you give me a lift home if you're leaving now? My darn bike got a flat tire."

"As a matter of fast, I was leaving early today," Mack said, reaching for his briefcase. Was this idiotic, rehearsed conversation really fooling anyone, he wondered nervously? It didn't matter, he realized. A squad of police cars couldn't stop him from what was going to happen in the next hour.

Grabbing his briefcase, he gave a few instructions to his salesmen and went out to his new Ford, followed by June. They got in, and a minute later he was heading out of town.

"I missed you something awful," June gushed. "Golly, Mack, I almost went crazy today trying not to call you up. I wrote you a long letter last night too."

"You didn't mail it, for Christ's sake!" he exploded. "Didn't I warn you about being super careful, June?"

"No, I won't mail it," she promised fervently. "I just had to put my crazy feelings into words."

They were on the two-lane road leading up to his cabin now. Twenty minutes from town, the Jett family had a small cabin on a lake, where they usually spent weekends in summer, fishing and barbecuing. Once they were alone on the road, Mack slid his hand up beneath her skirt and fingered her drenched little cunt hairs, his prick began to pound furiously.

"Oh, I'm getting hot!" June moaned, grabbing his massive cock through his pants. For a minute, he thought her soft stroking fingers would make him cum on the spot. With a violent effort of will, Mack put all thoughts of danger out of his mind. The risk was so insane, he knew he'd better enjoy every lustful moment while he had the chance. Once they were inside the cabin, the blonde adolescent hugged him fiercely, crushing her small hot tits to his chest and undulating her warm pussy eagerly to his hard crotch. This was the fourth time he and June were alone, but each time was wilder, more exciting than the last. By now, he'd trained his neighbor's daughter to give him what he wanted. But first she always frenched him, snaking her hot pink tongue deep in his mouth, moaning with happiness and love.

"That's enough," Mack said hoarsely. "Start now."

Eagerly, the fourteen-year old dropped to her knees and slowly unzipped his fly. Whimpering with excitement, June seized his hot, pulsating rod and slipped it out of his pants, gazing at it with awe. Mack moaned, clutching her blonde head firmly in his hands as she flicked her wet tongue against the giant knob rapidly for a few seconds. Then she clutched as much of his burning meat as she could into her warm mouth and began to stroke her lips back and forth on it, moaning with hunger.

"Oh, June, oh baby. That's...Unnnnf!...that's good, honey! Yes, yes, suck it, angel...Mmmmmmm!"

Slowly, he began to jerk his hips in time to her hotly sucking mouth, as tingles of lewd pleasure raced along his long cock. God, she was a fantastically exciting little cocksucker! The first few times, he'd always pretended it was his own daughter, Mindy, giving him such a deliciously obscene blowjob. That made it even more lustful and forbidden, but by now Mack didn't have to use his imagination. The madly sucking young blonde was doing everything possible to please him, running her tongue-tip along the surging length of his fleshy rod, then swirling her tongue around his crimson knob in lewd circles, moaning deeply all the while.

"Ah, June...MMMMM!...You'll make me cum, angel...ooooo, shit, suck it, SUCK IT! CHRIST THAT'S GOOD! UNNNF!"

Mack had never decided which was more exciting...June's frantically sucking hot mouth or her tight, wildly juicy cunt. At this moment, he had to choose her greedy lips and tongue, because she was trying to drain his molten cum out of him with furious lust. The tender young blonde had lost her virginity to Mack Jett just two weeks before, and it was impossible for her to think of anything else since. The first time she'd humbly obeyed his demands and let him cum in her mouth, she'd almost choked on the thick, sweet flood of cum. But now she loved it, wallowed in the pungent, fiery cum with sheer love as it stung her mouth and gushed down her eagerly gulping throat. She worshipped the burning, rock-hard prick savagely pumping in and out of her mouth like a battering ram. There were times when it was all the fourteen-year old could do to keep from telling someone...almost anyone...about her affair with the handsomest man in town. In fact, there were moments when she'd almost blurted out all the obscene details to her best friend, Mindy. I'm madly in love with your father! June yearned to cry out, I almost die with happiness when I go down on him! But even in her wild infatuation, the worshipping blonde sensed the total disaster that could happen with such a risky confession. Especially in a town like Avalon, where everyone knew practically everyone else.

"My...WOW!...My beautiful little cocksucker!" gasped Mack, watching her pink mouth whip back and forth in a frenzy on his bursting prick. "CUMMING, SHIT...CUMMMMMING! JULIE, EAT IT, SUCK IT, HONEY! UNNNNNNGH!"

He felt his rocks explode in a fury of excitement, spattering in great gushes in her wildly sucking mouth. For a solid minute, he continued fucking her in her juicy mouth, the knowledge that they were both still fully dressed adding to the obscene pleasure. Even after his long cock went limp, June sucked and whimpered for more of his boiling juices, milking the thick trunk of his meat in her tight fist.

Then, with a long happy sigh, the little blonde stood up and hugged him. "Ooooh, your cum is so good, Mack! I wish I had a gallon of it to take home with me, so I could sip it all night long with a straw!" The violent urgency Mack always felt when he saw June had subsided now after his first explosive climax. Madness, he thought, as she hugged him adoringly, grinding her hot pussy to his dangling rod. I could get twenty years for this, lose everything, and I can't stop!

"Can we suck and fuck for a whole hour now?" June whispered fervently. "Can we, Mack?"

For a minute he was shocked, until he reminded himself he'd taught her the words, knowing they'd excite her, the way they aroused himself in some bizarre obscene way. In public, Mack Jett was the smooth, suave epitome of the classic successful businessman. With this fourteen-year old child, every depraved fantasy he'd ever secretly imagined was being realized with vivid, obscene joy.

"Which would you rather have first?" he said huskily in her ear, squeezing her plump asscheeks. "Want me to eat your hot little pussy or spank you?" June tingled from head to toe. She loved them both, because a spanking meant not only tingling pain-pleasure when he began lewdly fingerfucking her, but when he ate her trembling cunt, she could faint with pure joy.

"Spank me!" June begged. "And then eat me!"

Quickly, they both began to strip. The moment June was naked, Mack's long prick bristled with power again, quivering with impatience. She would be a knockout in a few more years, once her budding soft tits filled their lush promise and her plump, tawny thighs became sleek. Her golden cunt hairs shone with her eager juices. Her lusciously rounded asscheeks made his stiff meat leap with excitement. He'd yet to pierce her tiny brown ass, but that lustful joy was only minutes away. At that moment, Mack Jett decided he was either very, very lucky or very, very stupid. Only time would tell. June's eyes gleamed on his trim naked body. In spite of his age, Mack's nakedness was lean and trim, with a hairy chest and flat stomach. Beneath his crimson shaft, his balls dangled huge, swollen with semen. Mack sat on the edge of the bunk-bed, and June quickly hunched on his lap, her soft belly and hot tits on his outspread thighs. She quivered from head to toe with fear and lust. First, the pain, then the tingling, thrilling pleasure.

"Spank me," she whimpered. "Hurt me, Mack. I love it when you hit my ass so hard, and then... Mmmmmm...OUCH!"

Gripping the outer rim of one silky plump assheek in his hand, he brought his other hand down in a vicious stinging slap. Instantly, his prick leaped at the feel of the hot velvety flesh. He began spanking her harder, digging his fingers into the succulent ass-flesh, recalling the lewd feel of his own daughter's hotly quivering cheeks. June began sobbing softly, firing his excitement to an intense pitch.

"Masturbate me!" June cried, her nakedness trembling madly. "Oooooo, fingerfuck me, Mack, PLEASE!"

He slid a finger into her tight, juicy cunt and began stoking it in and out rapidly. The little blonde shuddered fiercely and began to jerk on his fucking finger, while his other hand continued to whip her lush asscheeks, turning them into an exciting bright crimson.

"Oh God, I'M HOT!" June wriggled, swinging her hips furiously as he masturbated and spanked her at the same time. "OOOO, MACK, DO IT HARDER, FASTER! AAAAAAAGH! IT HURTS GOOOOOOOD! I LOVE IT, I LOVE YOU!"

His rod tingling madly, Mack slid a second finger into her narrow hot pussy, and now the blonde was jerking in a frantic spasm of pleasure on his pistoning fingers. Her tight cunt was already gorged, and even the pain of the spanking was sheer heaven.

"CUMMMMMING!" June screamed in a low moan, whipping her burning young ass up and down furiously. She clawed her sharp nails across his flanks in a fever of wild abandon. Sheets of fire raced through her drenched cunt, out to her blazing assheeks, while she issued low screams of ecstasy, as Mack fingerfucked her savagely in brutal strokes.

"Mindy," he whispered hoarsely, reaching down to sink his teeth into her silky hot ass. If only it was his own luscious daughter! Christ, he loved her hot little cunt! All the years of watching and daydreaming and waiting, and now this passion-crazed fourteen-year old angel, shuddering and swinging her juicy ass with pure naked lust!

His fingers were soaked with her steaming cunt-juices now, and her lust-maddened moans echoed throughout the small cabin. Finally, he withdrew his fingers, and the blonde twitched her glowing ass urgently, wanting more. He pushed her off gently, and lay back on the bed, reaching for a cigarette. His long rod bristled urgently, but he wanted to draw the session out, savor every depraved moment of it. With the risks he was taking, there was a heavy premonition in the air that warned him to squeeze every ounce of lewd pleasure out of her plump, silken nakedness possible. He smoked, while June cuddled up to him, rubbing her swollen hot tits and thighs to his naked body, whimpering with joy. His cock never seemed to go down around her.

"I wish we could run away," June whispered, rubbing his hard meat in her loving fingers. "We could do this all the time, Mack. Nobody would ever know. They'd think I was your daughter."

"Stop that crap!" he said harshly. "I've got a family, for Christ's sake. A business. Do you know what could happen if this ever came out?"

"I know, I know," she said quickly. She'd been warned a dozen times. But how could any of the dumb boys her own age, or even older, satisfy her after a real man like Mack? Funny, thought June, he's afraid of my parents finding out, but did he even faintly suspect something was going on between his own wife and her father?

Something was going on, June knew. One day a few weeks ago she'd gotten sick at school and came home early. Her father's car was in the driveway, meaning he'd left work early. June's mother worked too, so when she came into the house and heard soft screams upstairs, June hesitated downstairs, confused. Then her father came downstairs, wearing his robe, and told her to leave the house and not come back for an hour. It was neither an explanation nor a request. No one ever questioned or argued with June's father. He was a giant of a man, harsh and crude. June never liked him, and often daydreamed that Mack was her father, so handsome and polite. Since the two families were next-door neighbors, they got along fairly well, although Mack didn't like her father, either, June knew. Hardly anyone liked her father. Obediently, June disappeared for an hour, going to a girlfriend's house. But as she was coming back to her house, she saw Mack's wife leaving. That didn't prove anything, though. Except for the funny look on her face; furtive, kind of, sort of guilty and rushed. But what would a beautiful, intelligent woman like Amy Jett be doing having an affair with a slob like her own father, June wondered? Especially with a handsome, sexy husband like Mack? None of it made sense. Besides, the only thing that mattered to June was the fact that she was madly, totally in love with Mack Jett, even if he was old enough to be her father. Even the way he'd taken her cherry, only a few weeks ago, was so sweet and romantic, a memory the fourteen-year old blonde lingered over, day in and day out.

June had run over next-door to Mack's house one night when she'd had a violent argument with her father. Actually, the blonde was looking for Mindy, to spill out her troubles. But no one was home, except Mack. They'd all gone to the movies, except for Mack, who was going over some books. Unable to hold back her tears, June blurted out that her father was a terrible, crude man, a tyrant and she wanted to run away from home.

Sympathetically, Mack listened to her and then held her and comforted her, as though she were his own daughter. He told her why it was wrong to run away from home, but while he lectured her in a soft voice, holding her on his lap, something strange happened. He began stroking her soothingly, rubbing her arms and then her legs, talking all the while in the softest, warmest voice. And June, without knowing why, began to squirm excitedly on his lap. He was so warm and comforting, and her father had never shown her any affection. After that, everything was a blur. June was suddenly hugging him, and crying and kissing him, and she could actually feel his immense prick straining at his pants like a hot coiled spring of sexy power. One thing led to another, and then Mack was gently rubbing her hot crotch, and a minute later he'd begun to fingerfuck her in slow, dreamy strokes. And a few minutes after that, he was eating her pussy, triggering the wildest thrills she'd ever even begun to imagine. And then they were in bed, Mack lustfully fucking her...it only hurt for a few minutes, because of his enormous prick...and then it was the most wonderful, wildest experience in the world. And now the fourteen-year old felt faint just looking at him, remembering that fantastic night she'd awakened to sex. And now, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Each time June even thought about him, her hot little cunt began weeping with excitement and she trembled like a leaf.

Now the blonde cuddled closer to him on the bunk-bed and moaned with rising excitement. She continually fondled and caressed his long prick, wanting urgently for him to eat her pussy, but wanting even more to please him. It was ironic that everyone thought he was such a cold, distant character when he was actually a terrifically exciting lover. Whatever temptation the luscious adolescent might have about telling him what she suspected about Mack's wife and her own father, June immediately put out of her mind. He was nervous enough about things as they stood.

"I'd do anything in the world for you," June whispered passionately, crouching down to kiss his long rod of flesh with reverence. It quivered powerfully in her fingers and she moaned lewdly. "Anything. I'll even...even get you other girls if you want. Honest."

Jesus, Mack thought with disgust, all I need are two or three more problems like June! Enjoy yourself, he remembered. It's later than you think.

"Just keep kissing my cock and swing your gorgeous little ass over here," he told her.

Happily, June swung her crouched naked body around in reverse, so that her golden-haired cunt hovered over his waiting mouth. She began sucking on his thick hot cock once more, while he clutched her soft hips in his fingers and brought her pink wet pussy down to his mouth. Then the distinguished businessman commenced sucking off the fourteen-year old's delicious hot cunt with feverish abandon. Jesus, she was delicious! All honey and fire, her pussy-juices gushing into his mouth like the sweetest nectar. Leisurely thrills rippled through his loins as June fervently sucked and kissed and nibbled on his hard prick, stroking the thick meat all the while in her eager hot fingers.

For a few minutes, Mack lost himself in a reverie of other sweet pussies and other lustful blowjobs he'd gotten over the years, comparing. His own wife Amy had been a wildcat when they'd first met, tight, juicy and insatiable. For six months, practically all they'd done was sixty-nine before long, dreamy fucking sessions that left them both happily exhausted. But then it wore off; hell, it always did after the first year or two of marriage. Then Mack began getting occasional secretaries searching for new cars, just two or three-week affairs. He quickly found out how dangerous that could be with singles. If they got hung up on you, they started talking about divorce and causing trouble. So he switched to horny housewives, which, in spite of a small town like Avalon, there seemed to be an endless supply. The very moment any of them tended to get possessive or heavy, he dropped them as though they had the plague. And then there was the agony and desire of watching his own beautiful daughter grow up, an irresistibly tempting replica in the flesh of his own wife when she was young and hot and wildly passionate, the most feverishly satisfying sex he'd ever had, the juiciest, most fiery cunt imaginable.

Maybe the succulent, lovely fourteen-year old beauty lovingly whipping her sweet mouth up and down on his burning meat was his final fling. Hell, he was almost forty. Her lewd groans were music to his ears as she gave him a torrid, greedy blowjob, and her sweet little cunt gushed pure boiling honey into his lapping mouth like wet fire. But deep down Mack Jett knew the truth. He wanted his own daughter, Mindy. He dreamed, day and night, about kissing and nibbling and sucking on every tawny inch of her sweet young flesh, spanking and fingerfucking and ramming his massive eleven-inch prick into her lush tightness until she screamed for mercy. And June, sucking lustfully on his balls at this very moment to send tingling thrills racing through his blood, was only a substitute. A luscious, madly sucking substitute, and a gorgeous one too, but only an echo of what he really craved.

Mack pushed her protesting lips away from his pounding hot meat. "Let's fuck!" he gasped.

"Yes, yes, yes," June moaned. She crawled quickly up beside him, on her back, drawing her knees up high. Her pink shining cunt was exposed like a tiny rosebud, pulsating madly.

Mack mounted her, and the young blonde wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles behind his back. She panted in a frenzy, with her hot ass writhing urgently, while he guided the huge knob of his prick into the narrow slit of her slippery cunt-lips.

"Good...UUUUUUGH!...GOOD GOD!" screamed June. Only an inch of his colossal meat had pierced her pussy, but already violent waves of fire shuddered through her madly throbbing cunt. Carefully, Mack began stroking his rod gently in and out of the blonde's fiery cunt, sucking in his breath with intense pleasure. Christ, what juicy ass! Another inch, and June was swinging her perspiring plump ass to a steady rhythm of obscene joy, gasping and raving.

"OH MACK...Unnnnngh!...Darling, love it, love your big prick... OOOOOOOO! MORE, HONEY, MORE! YESSSSSSS, JEEZ, I LOVE TO FUCK YOU, OH IT'S WILD! OH GIVE IT TO ME ALL, HURT ME, TEAR ME UP, ALL OF IT...AAAAAAAARGH!"

"Ahhhhh, that's hot loving pussy!" Mack groaned. It was all he could do to keep from cumming at this moment in her fiery slit. No matter how slowly he tried to pump his gorged cock in and out, June's tawny little ass swung to a frenzied rhythm of lust. Her fingers squeezed his own muscled ass fiercely as she jerked. Tears of lewd pleasure rolled down her cheeks as his fucking movements came faster, although he still had only two-thirds of his long meat inserted.

"All of it!" June gasped. "ALL OF YOUR HOT PRICK!"

With a violent upward wrench of her soft hips, she managed to enclose his fleshy rod to the very hilt. Now in a fury of wantonness, the fourteen-year old's asscheeks slapped loudly against his swollen balls.

"Can't...MMMMM...can't hold it any more!" grunted Mack. His big balls tingled madly for a moment, and then he gushed his burning load out in great urgent spurts. Instantly, June's luscious hot cunt clamped madly on his dick. She shook her head from side to side, low screams of sheer lustful bliss coming from her throat.

"CAN'T STOP CUMMMMMING!" the blonde sobbed. She locked her ankles more tightly behind his back. Maddening spasms of her gushing pussy rocked Mack's loins with intense thrills, as the adolescent drained every last drop of his molten juice.

Long after his rod went limp, June continued to sob and twitch her perspiring young ass. Both their naked bellies were bathed in sweat, and they ground together as they panted. She hugged him so tightly, he had trouble glancing at his watch. Jesus! He'd better get her home fast. The temptation to ravage her virgin ass, so tiny and helpless would just have to wait. There would be plenty of other opportunities...unless the whole mess came crashing down first. Driving back to town a few minutes later, the warm glow of lustful contentment in Mack's loins made him toy playfully with her softly curved ass. But as he glanced at her lovely face, he realized with a shock just how young she was and the fact that she was his next-door neighbor's daughter. And his neighbor wasn't exactly a fragile flower either. Six feet, four, with a barrel chest and arms like an overweight wrestler. He had a vicious temper, too. But the police worried Mack more than anything. Hell, suppose June blabbed everything out to a girlfriend in a moment of gushing love or weakness? What did he expect for screwing around with a juicy little hunk young enough to be his own daughter.

All because he craved his own daughter. He let June off a few blocks from her house, where she'd left her bicycle. He had to forcibly push her away when she tried to hug him goodbye.

"For Christ's sake!" he exploded. "The neighbors, you dope. Better keep away for a few days."

Oh, damn," sighed the blonde. "Okay. I'll just write you another mushy love letter."

"Don't mail it!"

"Don't worry, she said, furtively squeezing his cock through his pants. "I'm not that naive."

Mack watched her get out of his car, her plump, cute ass irresistibly bouncing and swaying. Already he felt the tingle of another hard-on. Even the prospect of twenty years and total disgrace in a hick town like Avalon couldn't keep him away from that tight, fiery young pussy. He was hooked as thoroughly as though he were a junkie. In his own house, he kissed his wife perfunctorily on the cheek. There was a funny blush to her beautiful face, as though she were secretly excited about something. Still gorgeous at thirty-six, still a passionate, eager ball of fire in bed, next to a child-girl like June she was practically a shadow. There was no denying Amy Jett turned eyes whenever she walked down the streets of Avalon. Lush, firm tits proudly held out, a narrow waist, voluptuously rounded hips and long tapering legs. The perfect, faithful wife, thought Mack wryly. Christ, if only she knew!

"Where's Jake and Mindy?" he asked her.

"Mindy is over at a girlfriend's house and Jake is taking his guitar lesson. They'll be home soon."

Amy avoided his gaze as she spoke, fussing around the kitchen stove. Poor Mack! God, if he knew what was going on he'd kill her. The whips, the chains, the humble obedience and agonizing hot sessions... with the man in town he practically detested most, their next-door neighbor.

It's going to be all right, Amy told herself. But her fingers shook with nervousness as she reached for a pot. If she had any sanity left, she'd cut the whole perverted business out right now. She'd tell Al to forget it all, she didn't even want to talk to him again. Well, maybe after just one more time. Her lush ass still glowed with pain and humiliation after their last violent encounter. And it was such a delicious feeling. Mack settled down in the living room with a drink. He didn't know why his son bothered to take guitar lessons. The kid sounded terrible, as if he had a tin ear. As far as the music teacher across the street went, she'd already settled into the town- spinster routine. But she wasn't bad looking, actually. If you looked carefully beneath those thick horn-rimmed glasses she wore, you could sometimes detect a look of quiet desperation in her eyes. And she always wore her hair coiled up, and those prim, shapeless dresses. But if you somehow got beneath all that... Hell, Mack had his hands full enough. Between his own stacked, passionate wife, his next-door neighbor's luscious little daughter, and his irresistible craving to spank, suck and fuck his own fourteen-year old daughter, he was having trouble sleeping.


When Jake Jett showed up at his music teacher's house, just across the street from his own, he was totally unprepared for what greeted him. At first he thought the fantastically seductive brunette who opened the door couldn't possibly be Miss Kefalnik. In the first place, she didn't wear thick glasses and her hair wasn't coiled up on top of her head. In the second place, she wasn't wearing a shapeless dress. And finally, she had a figure that made his eyes practically bulge.

What greeted Jake was a tall, high-breasted, long-legged knockout. Her huge brown eyes were luminous, almost burning. She wore mascara, rouge and lipstick, looking like a model for a sexy magazine cover. Her snug, low-cut dress revealed creamy breasts that practically billowed out over her V-neck. Her legs were clad in misty black nylons and high heels. Jake had lost his cherry long before, at the age of fourteen in the back seat of a jalopy at a drive-in movie. The recipient of his long nine-and-a-half inch cock was a gushing fourteen-year old, not even a cherry herself. He'd had a number of girls since, some average, some really cute. A few of them could really fuck, although most of them were clumsy and mushy with inexperience. But all the pussy in Avalon lined up stark naked couldn't begin to compare to this knockout.

"Don't just stand there gawking," Eva said, with a sultry smile. "Come on in, Jake."

He hauled his guitar case into the living room and sat down on the sofa, awkwardly. At seventeen, the first thing that occurred to him was that obviously the luscious brunette had a date with someone after his music lesson. But as a sharp tingling began in his balls, spreading along the length of his thick coiled prick, Jake realized he'd have to go through his lesson with a painful hard-on. Jesus, if he stood up he'd look as though he had a salami in his pants. Eva Kefalnik stood before him, her eyes smoldering. "I don't know if your parents permit you to drink, Jake, but I've got some sherry if you'd like a glass." Quickly, he nodded. Eva went into the kitchen, her blood singing with excitement. She'd taken more than two hours to transform herself into a sultry knockout. But the effect even surprised herself. And the energy that went into it was pure horny lust, accumulated for more than a year. Just thinking about that handsome, super-hung kid sitting in the next room with an obviously huge erection was enough to make her hot pussy begin to seep its primed juices. She poured half a large glass of sherry for him, then topped the glass with vodka. He wouldn't know the difference and it would loosen him up. For herself, she poured straight vodka, knowing that the only thing that would loosen her up was a few torrid hours of ball-kissing, cocksucking, having her aching cunt lasciviously devoured and a nonstop fucking session for at least an hour. Eva went back to the living room. He'd already started fooling around with his guitar, the chords tinny and inept.

"Am I getting any better?" he asked.

"A little," she said. "It takes time and practice, Jake. Drink your drink, honey."

He gulped half his drink down, feeling awkward. She'd never called him honey before. And she was actually staring at his hard-on with some of the hungriest eyes he'd ever seen in his life. For the first time it occurred to Jake that she'd turned herself into a sexy, mouth-watering bombshell just for him.

Well, hell, he knew he was good looking enough, for the chicks in high school anyway. Normally, he'd just make a pass at a schoolgirl by kissing her and squeezing her tit at the same time. Then he'd slowly work his fingers under her skirt and up around her crotch, which was usually soaked by this time. But that seemed clumsy as hell to him with a voluptuous woman like this. Obviously, she'd been around at one time or another and, looking as wild as this, could have her choice of any man in town. Why a high-school kid like himself? Mentally, Eva was already thinking about that. Men her own age bored her, like her ex-husband. There wasn't any sense of conquest, or especially corruption. For a year or more now, she'd fantasized turning on handsome boys like Jake so lewdly, they'd never forget her. And no matter who else they screwed or married, they could think back and say, "Wow, that sexy music teacher, Miss Kefalnik, now that was an unforgettable experience, the wildest mouth and ass I've ever had." But at the age of thirty-one, Eva also knew she'd probably have to take the first step. The boy was awed by her, that much was clear. She finished her drink, put it down, and took the guitar from him and placed it beside the sofa. Then the tall brunette leaned over and kissed him with naked lust. She slithered her tongue deep into his mouth, writhing it around. A moment later she put her warm hand on his thick pounding prick and squeezed.

"Would you like to fuck me, Jake?" she whispered hotly in his ear. She unzipped his fly before he could even reply. Sliding her fingers inside, she grasped his hot coiled meat with a low moan of fervor. God, what a prick! The mere feel of its throbbing, burning power brought the wildest urges to her whirling mind.

Suddenly the frustrated divorcee wanted to be fucked everywhere, endlessly. Not only in her hotly sucking pussy, which had already soaked her panties until they were completely drenched, but in her tingling ass and mouth, even between the mounds of her lush, swollen tits.

"Christ, yes!" Jake breathed, putting a hand on her warm tit and squeezing. She'd taken his long fleshy rod out of his pants now, and was milking it gently in her soft warm fist. For a few moments, the boy was afraid he'd cum in her hand.

Sensing how wildly aroused he was, the brunette slowed down. She released his boiling meat from her fingers, and undid his belt-buckle. If he was going to cum that fast, she might as well get all that delicious hot juice spurting down her throat instead of all over her hand. Eva knelt between Jake's thighs and slid down his pants and jockey-shorts with them. For a few moments, her lips parted feverishly as she just stared at the gigantic crimson prick. All the juices of youth flowed and pounded in its thick length. Tiny purple veins of impatience quivered along his bright-red rod, and already a thick droplet of precum oozed from his massive head.

Jake sat on the sofa, naked from the waist down. The softly moaning brunette knelt between his muscled thighs and firmly gripped the trunk of his cock in one hand. Already it quivered explosively. Issuing a deep moan of hunger, Eva darted out her long pink tongue and licked up the sweet drop of cum, tasting it happily. She would give him a blowjob he'd never forget, so he'd come back again and again for more.

But first, the artistic frills. She held his pounding rod up with one hand and nuzzled her lips to his fuzzy balls. She licked at them lasciviously for a minute, before putting her lips on their hairy hugeness and sucking fervently.

"Oh, shit, Miss Kefalnik! OH WOW, THAT'S GOOD! OH, YEAH, YEAH, UMMMMMMM! I love it when you suck my balls like that!"

By now the madly aroused brunette was getting so feverish she had to fight the urge to fingerfuck herself at the same time. But at seventeen, Jake would have enough juice stored up to cum again and again, in her madly pounding cunt and aching ass, just about anywhere she desired.

Jake cupped her head in his hands and nudged her closer to his tingling balls. He'd had schoolgirls blow him before, but it was girl-scout stuff compared to this! She was tracing lusty circles on his balls with her hot tongue, pausing every few seconds to suck on them passionately. The young girls Jake had persuaded to go down on him before, and not all of them needed a hell of a lot of persuasion, either, had usually given him clumsy but eager blowjobs. Just sucking out his boiling cum as fast as they could to please him. But this wildly sexy brunette was driving him absolutely crazy with her lustful teasing.

Suddenly Eva grasped his quivering meat in her mouth and began greedily sucking him off, deep animal moans coming from her throat. She began whipping her head back and forth with a pent-up urgency, eager to gulp down his youthful juices, to relish every burning drop. At the same time, she jerked the trunk of his pounding rod lewdly in her hot fist.

"Can't...CAN'T HOLD MY ROCKS!" Jake gasped, astonished at her frenzied cocksucking. He jerked his prick up to meet her sucking motions, feeling as if his cum was being drained out of him by an electric sucking machine. Lord, what a blowjob! Every nerve in his loins was exploding as the divorcee's madly hungry mouth pumped passionately on his rock-hard meat. The lusty combination of her jerking hot fist at the same time triggered a tremendous climax.

"OOOOOO, SHIT! OH CHRIST MISS HAWKINS, UNNNNNNG! CAN'T TAKE YOUR WILD MOUTH! HERE IT COMES, HERE...WOW! GETTING MY ROCKS OFF! OOOOOOOO!"

Frantic groans of lust coming from her throat, Eva sucked faster and more furiously. The massive bursting prick quivered for long thrilling moments in Eva's mouth, swelling and growing as hard as a brick. Then his load came in great torrents of sweet lava. Greedily the brunette gulped it down, loving the burning creamy taste, gently ripping her teeth along his fleshy rod in frenzied hunger. For a solid minute, Jake continued to burst his flood of cum into her fantastically eager mouth, gasping and groaning with excitement. Her crazed moans were subsiding now, but still Eva sucked fiercely as his long cock slowly deflated. Every molten drop of his young juice was nectar to her starved throat, and a thrilling promise of what her pussy and ass would soon get. At last she released his limp prick with a long, delicious sigh of happiness. The blow-job was fierce and urgent, over with too quickly for her satisfaction. But there would be others, plenty of others, and not just with Jake either. She milked a final few drops out with her fist, which she eagerly lapped up. Then she stood up with a languorous expression, her eyes still glowing on his thick dangling prick.

"Did you like that, Jake? Was it good enough for you?"

The seventeen-year old nodded, still catching his breath. "It was far out, Miss Kefalnik. Jesus, I never got my rocks off like that! It was... dynamite."

Feeling a thrill of pride, Eva went to the kitchen to refill their glasses. This time she poured straight vodka. Sucking off a beautiful young boy like Jake was an experience she desperately needed, but now her silken cunt pulsated and ached with a powerful need of its own. And not just her sex-starved pussy, either. There was a strange tingling in her ass, a need to be ravaged there by his gorgeous young prick as well. By now, the brunette music teacher knew she was half-drunk, but she was careless about the outcome of any of it, as long as she could gratify the wild fantasies that had tormented her for more than a year. Her cunt felt like a throbbing mass of fire, and every nerve in her succulently curved flesh ached fiercely. Her swollen nipples tingled madly, begging to be sucked and gently bitten. But above all, she needed that throbbing, gigantic young prick rammed up her sucking pussy until she fainted with sheer satisfaction and joy. She'd waited so long, held off so stupidly, Eva Kefalnik wondered if she'd ever get enough sucking and fucking to gratify her built-up urgency. Back in the living room, she pulled Jake up by the hand and fondled his deflated rod in her lewd fingers as they sipped their drinks. It stiffened rapidly again in her stroking fingers.

"Ever eat a pussy before?" she whispered to him wantonly. She loved the raw sex-sound of the words after playing the role of a starved spinster for so long. She could also feel the effect the obscene words were having on the boy as his prick leaped hungrily in her fingers.

"Yeah, sure," Jake lied. The truth was, he'd had the urge a couple of times with a few of the cuter chicks he'd dated, but he'd never actually gone down on them. The prospect of ramming his tongue up this gorgeous brunette's cunt both intimidated and excited the hell out of him. Suppose he disappointed her?

"Or suck on a girl's tits and fingerfucked her at the same time, until she came all over your fingers?" Eva murmured, stroking just a bit harder on his rigid hot meat. She'd get the boy so hot he wouldn't be able to stop cumming.

"Christ, Miss Kefalnik, you're getting me so worked up I'm going to cum in your fingers," Jake rasped, gulping down the rest of his drink in one swallow.

"Or fucked a girl in the ass?" the madly aroused brunette continued, relentlessly. Actually, the words were exciting herself at least as much as him. Why, she wondered, did it sound so great to be a whore after playing the role of a spinster for so long? But she loved the role of the insatiable whore, at least right now.

"No," Jake stammered truthfully. The idea of screwing the tall, sultry divorcee in her beautifully curved ass brought an impatient drop of cum oozing from his crimson knob.

As far as Eva was concerned, her inner debate was over with. She wanted this boy's massive pole fed up her pussy right now, every hot pounding inch. The rest of her sex-starved desires would have to wait. Only a straight, hot, ruthless fuck would put out her fire for now. Dog-style the first time. She wanted those big young balls crushing brutally against her nakedly curved ass each time he rammed forward, like a burning piledriver.

"Undress me," she said in a husky voice. "Strip me, honey, and then fuck me until I faint."

His fingers trembling with eagerness, Jake stood behind the sultry brunette and unzipped her dress. All the while she undulated her big warm ass against his naked prick, getting him hotter, more furiously aroused. When her dress was tossed aside, he unsnapped her bra; took it off and tossed that aside. She clutched his hands and squeezed them to her luscious hot tits, moaning with rising lust. She continued jerking her lush cheeks to his now-stiff rod of flesh, rubbing the silky crack of her ass- cheeks so lewdly he was afraid he'd shoot off again, on the spot. When the voluptuous music teacher was stark naked, Jake sucked in his breath. Her tits had huge rosy nipples, fat with lust. Her copper-colored cunt hairs were soaked with her passion. Compared to the cute little schoolgirls he'd fumbled around with for the past few years, Eva Kefalnik was a goddess. She gripped his cock in one warm fist and guided him to the arm of the sofa. The thrilling, surging power of his long young dick almost made her want to suck him off again. But what she needed at this moment, more than anything in the world, was a brutal, hot animal fuck. The statuesque brunette knew that he might cum too soon again. Already his crimson prick was surging anxiously in her loving fingers. But she knew how to fix that, too. Facing him, Eva darted two fingers into her trembling cunt and spread her own hotly flowing, cunt-juices over them. She covered the length of his hard rod with her gushing fluid liberally, rubbing the knob obscenely against her pulsing cunt- lips meanwhile.

"Now, listen, Jake," she said in a hoarse urgent voice. "I need a long hot fuck from you, darling. As big as your mammoth cock is, don't worry about hurting me. Just slam it all in and work it, honey. Keep on working it, because, darling, you don't know how badly I need this one!"

"Christ, you're so sexy, Miss Kefalnik..."

"Call me Eva, silly."

"I might...I might cum too soon to satisfy you, Eva."

"The hell you will," she said, grinning with knowledge. "I'll fix that, you darling boy. You just screw like a machine. I'll let you know when to stop."

The naked, lusciously curved brunette hunched her belly over the arm of the sofa and spread her long legs behind her, with her toes touching the floor. She leaned far down with her elbows on the seat of the sofa. Her plump naked ass undulated urgently, so ripely inviting, Jake feared he would explode his boiling rocks off before he even touched her pink glistening cunt. He could see her juicy slit pulsating hungrily before his eyes, peeping between her silky cunt hairs. Reaching behind her, where the boy stood in an upright position between her outspread, creamy thighs, Eva seized the base of his cock tightly in her fingers. Moaning anxiously, she guided his huge hot knob against her waiting cunt-lips, inserting the head of his burning dick inside her just an inch or so. She held it there while she gyrated her madly hot pussy around it for a minute.

"Oh God, that's so good, darling! OH CHRIST, THAT'S SO HOT AND NICE, JAKE, BABY! MMMMMMM, WHAT LOVING MEAT! YESSSS. Start now, start fucking, START FUCKING MY HOT CUNT NOW!"

Grabbing a velvety naked asscheek in each hand, Jake rammed his long rod forward. Instantly he gritted his teeth as her lusciously hot and tight pussy sucked madly on it. Then the wildly panting brunette was jerking feverishly back and forth on his pistoning rod. Each time she swung back, Eva slammed her perspiring hot ass in a frenzy to his bushy crotch, gasping as his swollen dick slid further and further into her tight, luscious cunt.

"OH CHRIST, FUCK ME, DARLING BOY! UNNNNNNNGH! NEED THIS SO BAD! OOOOOOOO, HONEY, THRILLING BIG PRICK...AAAGH!"

Jake found it almost impossible to believe the sensations rippling along his burning meat. Each time he savagely thrust his gorged prick forward, the moaning brunette clamped her silken, drenched cunt on it in a fury of lewdness. She whipped her hot pussy up and down, and then from side to side, and then in frantic circles. The feel of his gigantic knob grinding around the walls of her aching cunt was sheer obscene heaven after a whole year of abstinence.

"GONNA...OOOOOOF! CUM, GONNA CUM, EVA! TOO HOT AND GOOD, TOO JUICY, WOWWWWWWW!"

The wildly jerking brunette had never released her tight grip on the base of his thick meat, and now she deliberately tightened her fingers on it so hard, Jake grunted in pain. She kept up the agonizing pressure all the while her ripe hot ass swung furiously on him. It was impossible for him to cum as long as she squeezed his long thick cock in this manner. But her own lustful pleasure was being fired by the moment, each time she slammed back in a frenzy to meet his driving hot prick, now gorging her starved cunt with thrilling effect.

"Fuck me, darling boy!" she panted, grinding her soaked pussy furiously up and down on his fleshy rod. Her other fingers toyed at first with her swollen, sensitive tits beneath her, then darted down to find her own clitoris. She began stroking it in a fever of lust, feeling her first orgasm build up to spine-tingling proportions. She vibrated a fingertip frantically against her gorged clit-bud while Jake fucked her with relentless power, ramming his rod in to the hilt. The feel of her silky hot ass in his digging fingers and the sight of her sexily-curved nakedness jerking and thrashing beneath his prick would be enough to make him cum at any time. But the pressure of his music teacher's painful fingers on the base of his dick made it impossible. All he could do was savagely and hopefully screw her, wishing her agonizing grip on his cock would ease up so he could cum. But Jesus, what a wild, incredible piece of ass compared to the clumsy schoolgirls he'd had up to now! Not just sultry and beautiful, but so starved for violent sex the boy sensed she could keep up the pace for twenty-four hours, nonstop!

"Your cunt is driving me...OH JEEZ, MISS HAWKINS, YOUR PUSSY IS TOO MUCH! LET GO, MY COCK, PLEASE! OOOOOOOF!"

The fiercely panting brunette released her grip on his rod for just a few seconds, then resumed its painful vise. Her first climax was building up now, beginning to explode and race to every jarred nerve in her sensuous flesh. One fact she realized with sudden insight, you couldn't hold back on sex, couldn't deny your healthy body for as long as she had without going crazy later. Lord, she'd fuck anything in pants right now, and some of it in skirts as well!

"Love your hot prick!" the wildly thrashing brunette panted as she ground her naked hot ass against his sweaty crotch. "LOVE HOT YOUNG COCK! OOOOOOOO, CUMMING AGAIN, DARLING! AAAAAAARGH! WANNA SUCK AND FUCK ALL NIIIIIIIIIIGHT! CUMMING!"

Another, more violent orgasm shattered in Eva's blazing cunt, tingling from her toes to her nipple-tips. Every softly curved inch of her writhing nakedness was drenched in perspiration, as the massive prick drove deeper and harder. Her searing cunt felt as if it were gorged to bursting, but she loved it more with each lustful stroke. Again and again, the screaming brunette came, until she mercifully released her taut grip on Jake's quivering hard-on.

"OH THANKS, CHRIST, SO HOT AND JUICY! WOWWWWWWWW! GONNA CUM, GOTTA CUM, OH, BEEEEEEAUTIFUL CUNT!" Jake grunted.

Feeling the boy's gushing cum beginning to spurt in mighty gushes deep into her trembling hot cunt, Eva fingerfucked her swollen clit to a furious tempo. She writhed her fleshy naked ass frantically to his bushy groin as Jake pumped his long rod into the very hilt, his balls grinding against her soaked thighs.

"CUMMING!" Eva screamed, "OH JEEEEESUS, YOUNG HOT PRICK I LOVE YOU! LOVE IT, FUCK ME HARDER, YESSSSSSS! UNNNNNNNNNNGGGG!"

The hottest, wildest orgasm she'd ever felt in her life now shuddered through the music teacher's madly sucking cunt. For an electrifying moment she almost fainted with sheer obscene pleasure. In time, she could teach the handsome boy to really ram it to a woman, show him tricks that would drive any girl or sex- starved woman up the wall. Still clamping her lust-maddened pussy in a frenzy on his limp shaft, at last the moaning brunette released his long rod. Heaving for breath, Jake stepped back, dazed by the wildness and tempestuous passion of the sex-starved divorcee. All the boy could conclude was that she was one hell of a better sex teacher than a music teacher. If he could only play the guitar like she could go down on him and screw, he'd be the country's leading folk singer. How could he ever be happy with a hot young schoolgirl again? Her huge tits bounced as she slowly stood up, sighing and moaning with long-awaited contentment.

"Time for another drink," said Eva, gazing with loving tenderness at his young cock.

"I don't think I've got time," Jake said. "I'm supposed to be home for dinner in about five minutes."

"Then we'll make time," Eva said with vehemence. She was glowing with contentment right now, but the way she felt she knew she'd be wildly aroused again in a few hours. And she wasn't about to go out in a hick town like Avalon and risk her reputation with a pickup. Not as she gazed at his powerfully muscled body and mammoth prick. Her ripe breasts began to pant at the mere thought of having him gush his burning semen all over them, then craning her head down to lick it up with greedy fervor.

"Call your folks and tell them you had to go out somewhere with a friend. You had to help him fix his car, emergency or something like that. You'll be at least another hour."

Staring at her lush, heaving tits and sleek thighs, Jake quickly agreed. He made the phone call, hemming and hawing with a clumsy excuse, but finally stumbled believably through it. By the time he hung up the phone, the naked brunette was already sprawled back on the edge of the bed, with her creamy thighs spread. She leaned back on her elbows, her pink sucking cunt eagerly dripping with impatience.

"I want you to go down on me, honey," she told him in a husky voice. "But not so fast. Suck on my tits first. They're so hot they might explode. Go to it, honey!"

Jake didn't need any further coaxing at the sight of her sensuously naked body. He lay on top of the tall divorcee, clutching a hot, ripe tit in his hands and began sucking hard on the fat nipple.

"Oooooh, good boy, darling boy, mmmmmmm! MMMMMMMM! Bite, but carefully, honey... Ahhhhh, just tease the nipples, sweetie, nibble, yummy! Suck my other tit now, darling boy..."

Jake's hardon was once more complete as he teased and kissed her luscious burning breast-mounds. Her nipples were gorged with passion in his mouth, and all the time Eva gyrated and lewdly swung her drenched cunt up against him. She stroked his hard ass- cheeks in her caressing fingers, softly moaning with lewd pleasure. The boy was no artist, but he could be trained.

"Okay, darling, slide your mouth down now, but slowly, I want you to tease my belly and cunt, sweet boy. Inch by loving inch, mmmmmmmmm, that's it! Yesssssss!"

The feverish brunette was rapidly arousing herself to a frantic pitch at the prospect of having her pussy eaten after so long. He licked at her gently rounded belly for a minute before easing his lips down into her nest of cunt hairs. With an urgent groan, Eva drew her knees up high and dug her heels into his broad shoulders. This was going to be fantastic, having her hot pulsing cunt sucked and lapped at like a melting ice cream cone.

"Now," she panted, "start kissing and sucking me off now! NOW, BABY! OOOOOOOO, JESUSSSSSSSSS! OH EAT IT, EAT IT!"

Jake's hesitation quickly gave way to the fragrant sweet stickiness of her pussy. The pink slit sucked back at him like a schoolgirl's eager lips, seeking passionately as his tongue drove deep and hard. Her satiny ass swung blissfully in his hand, while her gushing cunt jerked in a frenzy up to meet his mouth. She tasted so good and obscenely exciting he felt that he could almost cum again. With deep animal groans, the wriggling, naked brunette swung her soft hips fiercely and tugged at his hair.

"AH GOD, YOU DARLING CUNTEATER! HOOOOOOOO! SUCK IT HARDER, DARLING BOY, HARDER! AAAAAAAAH!" The music teacher began cumming in his mouth, tugging wildly at his hair and softly screaming with depraved bliss. The sensations in her madly sucking cunt were almost unendurable. Jake's long tongue was like burning sandpaper, flicking this way and that, stinging her silken walls with maddening thrills.

And even in a series of wild orgasms, the divorcee's ass began to tingle impatiently. Why not have him ram that beautiful monster up there too? She'd been had that way before, but only by her ex-husband, whose cock was nothing to write testimonials about. Besides, he was always ginger about it, afraid he might hurt her. Well, hell, what did he think the whole idea was for!

"Wait!" Eva panted, pushing his eager mouth away from her soaked slit. Quickly, she turned over and hunched her knees under her, so that her ripely-molded ass trembled eagerly before him.

"Fuck me in the ass," she implored. "Stick that beautiful rod in as deep as it'll go, darling boy. Don't worry about hurting me! Just ram it home, sweetheart. Kneel behind me and spread my asscheeks and it'll be easier. That's it!"

Because of his inexperience, she had to grab his fleshy rod and guide the pounding knob against her tiny, puckered hole. Jake knelt upright between her thighs, spreading her silky cheeks apart with his hands. His surging prick pulsated against the miniature slit. He hesitated, wondering how he'd manage to pierce her narrow tunnel with his thick cock.

"Just shove it home!" Eva urged anxiously. "Slam that hot prick in with all your might, darling! AAAAAARGH! OH! JEEEEEEZUS, THAT BURNS! HOLY GOD, UNNNNNNNGH!"

Bolts of ripping pain exploded in her tight ass as Jake's massive rod tore into it savagely. For a second, the lust-crazed divorcee thought she'd faint from pain. Lord, when her husband had fucked her in the ass she thought she was being tickled compared to this!

"YES! RAM IT DEEP, BABY, UNNNNNNF! FUCK MY ASS OW! FUCK MY ASSHOLE WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT, SWEET BOY...HURTS WILD! OH, WILD, YES, OH LOVING HOT PRICK, MMMMMMM!"

So feverishly aroused was the brunette that even the searing waves of pain felt heavenly as they ravaged her steaming ass to the very depths. She clawed at the sofa beneath her in a fury of bliss-pain. She wriggled her gorged ass cautiously up and down on his pistoning prick, grinding her ripe naked ass against his swollen balls. Eva felt as if her bowels were being torn in two, and she loved it!

"Oh shit that's...mmmmmmm...that's so good, Eva!" Jake panted as he slammed his rock-hard dick brutally in and out of her steaming bowels. Not as tight and juicy as her wild pussy, but different, fantastically tight at the ass but loose and boiling deep inside. And the feel of her lush creamy asscheeks writhing madly in his hands, hotly squirming, fired his excitement to a hotter pitch.

"Gonna shoot," he groaned, unable to control his load as her blazing ass wriggled in a fury of lust on his meat.

"THEN SHOOT!" she sobbed. "SHOOT YOUR LOAD IN MY ASS, BEAUTIFUL BOY! AAAAAAH, GOD, THAT'S IT, KEEP CUMMING, KEEP CUMMMMMMMMING! OH, IT BURNS WILDLY! OOOOOOOO, YES!"

Boiling torrents of his molten cum stung deep into the divorcee's churning ass, and again Eva found herself erupting with a feverish climax. She clamped her ass-slit so hungrily on his spurting cock, Jake groaned aloud in pain.

"Love it," Eva moaned, after he stopped erupting. "Love being fucked in the ass, Jake! Oh, that gorgeous monster of yours ... Whewwwwwww!"

She finally released his limp rod and rolled over on her back with a shaking breath. His burning cum tingled deep in her ass, mingling with her earlier climaxes. For a minute all she could do was moan and twitch her ripely curved flesh.

"I gotta get going now," Jake said urgently. "My Dad will give me hell if I'm too late."

Eva waved her hand languidly. She didn't want to move so much as an inch, except for her twitching hips. All the happy brunette wanted to do was lie there and bask in the glow of lustful satisfaction after a whole year. She watched the boy dress through half-lidded eyes, her gaze never leaving his thick, dangling rod. When he was dressed, she beckoned to him and gave him a long passionate kiss, rubbing her palm lewdly to his bulging crotch.

"Remember your next lesson is three days from now," Eva murmured huskily. "And I shouldn't have to tell you this, Jake, but not a single damned word about this to anyone. Understand?"

Jake nodded eagerly. "Sure, Miss Kefalnik, I understand." She was about to correct the name but changed her mind. After all, she was his teacher, wasn't she? Guitar and sex now. Eva still lay panting for breath when he closed the front door behind him. Slowly, still naked, she padded into the kitchen, poured herself a drink and got a cigarette. Then she sprawled back on the sofa, rubbing her glowing tits and thinking, reliving the hot moments. At first, the music teacher felt terrific. After a solid year of abstinence, she'd seduced the handsome young stud who lived just across the street. Miss Kefalnik, the prim, legendary spinster of Avalon had just been fucked in the mouth, her madly eager pussy and tender ass by a gorgeous, monstrous young prick.

But after a few minutes of delicious contentment, reality began to intrude its harsh face. Jake was only seventeen. She knew how kids that age loved to boast to their friends about their conquests. Suppose the word got back to his parents? Talk about clean-cut, middle-class Americans! They'd run her out of town like a common whore, if they didn't stone her to death first. And now there was another problem. She'd begun to actually get horny again, with that funny hungry throbbing in her glowing pussy. The brunette sighed as she rubbed her tits obscenely in her fingers. She knew she could masturbate, but what kind of substitute was that after a hot, thrilling young cock? And, Lord, the boy could eat pussy! Well, she had other students, she reminded herself. But if she didn't draw the line somewhere, she'd end up seducing all of them, considering the ache she felt right now in her throbbing pussy and mouth.

Too long, damnit. She'd held back on healthy, torrid sex for too long, and now she'd unleashed a volcano. Because, as the naked divorcee lay sprawled on the sofa, all she could think about and fantasize was fucking and sucking beautiful young boys like Jake. And the town music teacher had even found herself staring curiously at beautiful girls lately... Slowly, Eva began to fingerfuck herself on the sofa, forgetting her promise and her pride. She had to put the newly-awakened fire in her loins out somehow. If only she didn't live in such a middle-class, clean-cut All-American neighborhood, damnit! Her fingers darted faster in and out of her now-madly pulsing cunt, while she wondered if she could hold out for three more days until Jake came back for his next lesson.

In a few minutes, the wildly moaning brunette was cumming again, gushing hot cunt-juices freely over her pumping fingers. Finished, Eva lay with her tits heaving feverishly on the sofa. Now that ought to take care of her crazed hunger until tomorrow, at least. It ought to. But with a gnawing sense of lust the sensuous divorcee knew damn well it wouldn't. She was beginning to really need it now, all night long, every night. The young neighborhood stud hadn't solved her problem at all.


Breakfast at the Jett house was usually a cheerful affair, with lovely young Mindy gaily chatting away about school activities. Mack would pretend to listen, while secretly hungering for his own daughter and reliving the most obscene moments with his neighbor's daughter. Jake would boast about his prowess in basketball and football. And Amy, the dutiful mother would happily fuss over them all as she served breakfast. Fourteen-year old Mindy was chatting as usual today, but no one was rally listening. Jake ate like a ravenous horse. The wild orgy he'd gone through the night before with his sultry, insatiable music teacher had left him with a sharp tingle in his balls and an enormous appetite. And for the first time in his life, he was watching his own mother and little sister with a new gleam in his eyes.

Seeing his mother sexually, she was about as ripe and lush as the divorcee across the street. But she was actually more beautiful in a striking way, with the sensuous curves of her full tits and ass holding even greater promise. With a shock, Jake realized he was getting a hot erection just watching his stunning mother move around the kitchen. He couldn't resist wondering if his mother's sultry mouth and luscious asscheeks gave his father half the satisfaction the statuesque music teacher had given him last night. As for his little sister, well Mindy had a long way to go before she could be classified a woman. But she wasn't exactly a dog at fourteen, either, not with her pert, budding tits and cutely rounded ass. For the first time, Jake wondered if his little sister was still a cherry. Well, hell, he reminded himself, there was only one sure way to find out. At the very same moment, Jake's father was wondering precisely the same thing about his daughter. Damn, but little blonde June had been a wildcat in bed yesterday, her tight hot pussy all honey and fire. A massive hard-on was beginning in his pants while he furtively watched his daughter and mechanically nibbled at his bacon and eggs.

But beneath Amy Jett's placid, motherly smile were the most bizarre and obscene thoughts of the entire family. With long dark shimmering hair and a plump curvy figure, Amy could still pass for thirty. But the look of motherly contentment on her striking face was strictly a put-on this morning. She was lewdly thinking about what was going to happen this afternoon, while her husband was hard at work and her kids in school. The mere thought sent shivers of anticipation running up her spine, and sparked a hot tingle in her silken ass. She'd taken great care to conceal the red punishing welts on her asscheeks from her husband. The whip marks on her back usually disappeared in a few hours, because her ripely curved ass always got the worst of the whip. And that, she realized with a blush of shame and excitement, was where she loved it most. Especially by a brute like Al, their next-door neighbor. Her pussy still hurt too, from the latest brutal, relentless rape, but even that pain felt pleasurable. The classic, middle-class All-American family continued to eat their breakfast, each consumed with their own strange thoughts. More than once, both Mack Jett and his smiling wife glanced in an odd way at a small, crocheted sign on the kitchen wall. Love Thy Neighbor, it read. In the seemingly peaceful, tree-lined block of Avalon a number of earnest citizens were trying to do just that.


At one-thirty that afternoon, Amy stripped to take a long hot bath. Because she watched her diet carefully, her luscious tits were still firm above a narrow waist, each tipped with a huge dusky nipple. She was still strikingly sexy, by anyone's standards. As she soaped her velvety naked skin down in the bathtub, once again she wondered how the whole bizarre mess began. Their next-door neighbor was the complete opposite of her own husband. Mack was a gentleman, well-mannered, undeniably handsome in a distinguished way. He was a perfect husband and father, although a little stern at times. Their next-door neighbor was a crude, violent-tempered bear of a man, with a streak of cruelty that usually kept his family in a state of subdued terror.

And it all began just three weeks ago with a rape. One afternoon when Amy was alone in the house, he'd knocked on the door. All he wanted, he'd told her, was to talk to her about a forthcoming camping trip between their respective daughters. Amy knew he'd been drinking, could smell it on his breath. But in Avalon, you were polite to your next-door neighbors. So she'd let him in the house. There was something ugly, even revolting about this giant of a man with his huge shoulders and brawny arms. But after eighteen years of being a faithful, contented housewife, there was something about him that excited Amy too. Maybe, she later realized, it was because he was the total opposite of her own husband. Maybe it was a lurking, desperate need for variety, just one time. Maybe it was the idea of being savagely forced, instead of seduced, the feeling of being reduced to utter humility and degradation.

Whatever it was, things were never the same after that. After chatting with her for a few minutes, Al suddenly began telling her what a strikingly sexy woman she was. He admired her tits and legs, he told her crudely, the provocative way she walked so that her beautiful big ass bounced, like an invitation. How could any one man like her husband satisfy a hunk of woman like herself? In a trembling voice, Amy ordered him to leave the house. And then the rape began. First, he'd gotten her upstairs into Mindy's bedroom by claiming that his own daughter, June, had left a sleeping bag there. And in moments, he had her pinned easily down on the bed, prying her knees apart with one powerful knee, pinning her shoulders down with one thick arm. His hand ripped her dress up, then tore her panties aside as though they were made of tissue paper. Amy was too paralyzed with horror to scream, or at least that was what she'd told herself later. She sobbed and whimpered for him to let her go, threatened to tell her husband, to run to the police later. And then his colossal hot prick was violently ramming inside her, like a burning poker. The pain was terrifying at first because his cock was much bigger and longer than her husband's. And then slowly Amy's struggles began to subside. To this moment, she couldn't be certain why. She wasn't enjoying the sex itself so much, but it was the feeling of utter helplessness, of being brutally ravaged. Her will turned to jelly, and the gradual realization dawned, as he fucked her tight pussy with savage drives, that she liked the feeling.

She was shocked, horrified and completely helpless by this animal. She was degraded beyond belief. And as her cunt began to ease up and her juices flow, she made little fucking movements of her own, feeling terribly and deliciously guilty. In less than five minutes the housewife was responding with low animal moans of her own, thrashing her hips up to meet his massive pistoning meat, sinking her teeth obscenely into his shoulder. The placid, contented mother was suddenly excited in an eerie way she'd never known. And for fifteen solid minutes, he'd continued fucking her relentlessly, battering her now-eager pussy with violent strokes of his colossal hard dick. Amy came again and again, wild series of orgasms that left her whimpering with humility and obscene joy. She was completely crushed and overpowered, totally helpless beneath more than two hundred pounds of ravaging male. And she loved every moment of it. Now, lying naked and voluptuous in her bathtub, Amy still couldn't figure out why she craved this grotesque treatment. But crave it she did. She wallowed in the feeling of complete submission and obedience, whimpering to cater to his every perverted whim.

A few days later the chains and the whips began, in his own house while his family was gone. And the strangely turned-on housewife began to love that too, in fact began to crave it like an addiction. Because, after eighteen years of contented marriage, the perfect middle-class mother could no longer get excited without the humiliation and punishment that came first. Finishing her bath, Amy dried herself down with tiny tingles of excitement racing through her satiny flesh. She dabbed perfume on her taut nipples and on her dark nest of cunt hairs. She slipped on a dress without a bra or panties beneath, and didn't even bother to put on nylons. The quicker they got down to business, the more she loved it. Twenty minutes later she was slipping through his back door. He was sitting at the kitchen table, gulping beer. The familiar leer crossed his face, the lecherous grin that meant some special punishment was coming, and the sexy housewife shivered with fear and lust.

"Welcome to hard times," he grinned. "Get your hot ass over here and set it on my lap, honey. Time's a wastin'."

Hating herself, and still unable to resist, Amy went over and sat on his lap, trembling. His mammoth bulge pulsed against her asscheeks. One of his huge hands slid up her belly and squeezed both of her plump tits harshly. Amy moaned, partly in pain, partly in feverish excitement. God, how she loathed this animal! But already that jellylike feeling of weakness consumed her soft curves from head to toe.

"I...I don't have much time," Amy said tremulously. "If we're going to get started, let's start."

"Can't wait for it, huh? How do you want it, cunt? In that gorgeous mouth of yours, your beautiful ass, between your juicy tits, or just straight old action up your wild pussy?"

Amy was intelligent enough to know any doctor would tell her she was deliberately punishing herself by having an affair with this savage. But the question wasn't even why. The question was why did she crave it so much, like a drug?

"Hurt me a little first," Amy murmured, her face turning crimson with shame. "Then do what you want with me."

He rubbed a powerful hand over her crotch and Amy began shaking with unwanted excitement. A minute later she was humbly following him upstairs to his bedroom. With shaking fingers she stripped naked, while he undressed. Physically, he was the epitome of raw male power, with the biggest cock she'd ever seen in her life. Even limp and dangling, its thickness and length were terrifying. The sensuous, naked housewife felt at that moment like a complete slave.

Which, she knew deep down, was exactly why she was here.

"Face down on the bed," he ordered harshly.

Spread-eagling her arms and legs, Amy did as she was told. She held her breath as he hooked the chains up to her wrists and ankles. She craned her neck around to see him pick up the vicious black whip, a short one with a dozen trailing thongs.

Lying nakedly helpless with every satiny inch of her flesh exposed, Amy knew she would die of pure shame if her family could see her now. How could she explain the eerie tremors of excitement that raced through her blood each time she was chained like this, waiting for the bizarre mixture of pain and ecstasy that always followed?

"Jesus, that's a juicy ass," Al exclaimed, his colossal prick beginning to leap with excitement. "I suppose that fancy husband of yours kisses and licks it. But you know what I do with it, don't you?"

Amy gritted her teeth and held her breath. Her ripe naked asscheeks trembled furiously, waiting. Then the first sting of the whip came down and a low scream rolled from her throat. Another stinging lash, and then another, until the ripely curved housewife was crying softly in anguish.

But at the same time, Amy's cunt had begun to throb hotly as the red glow spread outward from her glowing ass. It was the same old breathless sex excitement that could only be triggered by being helpless and punished.

"Fuck me now," she pleaded, burying her face in the pillow. "Give me your hot prick now, please!"

Instead the whip tore down across her naked, velvety back and she couldn't suppress a loud scream. Al toyed with the whip for a minute, his prick now pounding to its full length, its crimson knob dripping. All his life, he'd resented what he considered the upper crust. The super-successes like his neighbor, Mack Jett, who owned his own automobile agency. The ones with the gorgeous, snottier-than-thou wives like this one. Nine times out of ten, he figured the wives were really bored deep down, looking for new kicks and thrills.

And that was Al's specialty. He'd figured this one out perfectly after watching her for a year or so. All sweetness and family devotion on the outside, hotter than a smoking pistol for variety on the inside. He'd calculated exactly what would happen when he'd first raped her. She'd be back for more, and then more as he turned her into a crawling, submissive slave. The burly neighbor considered his options as he played with the whip, as she trembled and sobbed helplessly on the bed. He could rape her mouth with his massive dick, until she was gagging desperately on his flood of cum. He could ravage her luscious ass, especially now that it shone a bright pink from punishment. He knew damn well she loved that. He could screw her dog-style. He could eat her hot, delicious pussy for a few minutes until she was going crazy, and then rape her with the butt-handle of the whip, until she whined for mercy.

It was the sight of her juicy pink cunt, quivering beneath her dark bush that made his decision for him. Besides, he loved the feel of her glowing hot ass squirming obscenely beneath his plunging cock, grinding against his bushy crotch.

He climbed on top of her trembling naked body, his big hands grasping her swollen, burning tits. Amy sucked in her breath, not knowing where he was going to put his monstrous shaft. Already her tiny ass flexed in agony.

Then his huge cockhead pierced her wetly trembling cunt, and the helplessly bound housewife let out a soft cry of pain-pleasure. It quickly became a deep obscene moaning as he began fucking her with brutal power, driving deep and hard in her tender cunt.

Then came the verbal taunting. When he wasn't punishing her with the whip, he was tormenting her with words.

"Love fucking a big slob like me, don't you, honey?" he whispered in her ear. "Getting your juicy ass whipped and then your hot cunt serviced. Right?"

"Y...Yesssss," Amy whimpered, hating herself. And yet she was becoming frantically aroused as his giant hot meat pounded in and out to a steady rhythm, like a mammoth fucking machine. First the punishment fired her excitement, and then his savage fucking. She was thrashing her soft hips up to meet his pistoning strokes now, feeling a molten climax begin to spark in her loins.

"You even love my hot cum pouring down your throat, don't you?" Al continued tormenting, enjoying himself immensely. "Love it up your ass, too, everywhere. Am I right?"

Amy was panting furiously now, unable to control her lust- maddened excitement. She struggled at her bonds, which only increased the delicious feel of guilty excitement. His hands were squeezing her perspiring tits and the feel of his giant hairy balls grinding against her thighs was bringing obscene groans from her lips.

Suddenly he was fucking her to a wild, increasing rhythm, pumping his boiling meat in her tight pussy like a battering ram. Amy quivered nakedly from head to toe, soft screams of obscene joy gushing from her lips.

"Cumming," she sobbed, "I'm...aaaaaagh! I'M CUMMING!"

And he abruptly stopped, with just the gigantic knob of his prick throbbing in her cunt-lips.

"Don't stop!" the helpless housewife begged, twitching her ripely naked ass in a feverish plea. "DON'T STOP, I'M CUMMING! PLEEEEEEEEEZ!"

Al grinned down at her, pinching her swollen nipples cruelly in his fingers. No matter how tight and luscious her searing cunt was, he could always control his stamina. Perhaps women sensed this, that he was a long-comer, and that was his fatal attraction to frustrated housewives and other women. That, and certain needs for humiliating punishment some women felt.

"Please keep fucking me!" Amy sobbed, her wild climax just an elusive fringe away.

Instead, the brawny neighbor slipped his rock-hard prick completely out of her silken, trembling cunt. Maybe no one could accuse him of being a gentleman, but he damn well knew how to keep them worked up to the point of craziness.

Naked, he crawled up to the head of the bed and placed his back against the headboard, crouching a leg on each side of her ribs. His hairy balls and obscenely huge prick hovered inches from her face. He held the whip in his hand.

Amy quivered from head to toe with terror. More punishment, the bastard!

"Time to suck me off," he told her. "And you'd better give the best blowjob of your life, lady. You know why."

Whimpering with fear, Amy eagerly reached her ripe mouth up to lick the head of his crimson dick, lapping up the drops of cum oozing out. His cock was obscenely monstrous, gagging her, pounding in her mouth furiously. But that was part of the depraved excitement the helpless, beautiful house-wife wallowed in.

She began sliding her lips back and forth on his meat, using her teeth gently to add teasing thrills. She knew what the brute liked by now. And until she gave it to him, he wouldn't allow her to come, leaving her tortured with passion.

"Balls," he snapped.

Immediately, Amy nudged her mouth under his long cock and licked slavishly at his balls. Their strong male pungency filled her nostrils, firing her obscene shame. Suddenly the whip came down furiously on her naked ass and a muffled scream came from Amy's throat. That meant she wasn't pleasing him and as fast as she could she went back to blowing him. She rammed as much of his burning meat as she could manage into her wet mouth and sucked feverishly. Every few seconds she paused to whirl her tongue around his fat knob, listening to him groan with pleasure. And all the while her lush naked flesh, bound helplessly to the bed, trembled with her own frustrated need.

"You're doing good, whore," Al grunted, trailing the whip- thongs teasingly across her ripe ass. "You're a born cocksucker, a real tramp at heart."

Feverishly, Amy wondered why the filthy phrases excited and aroused her so much. Was it because her own family was so polite and gentle to her? Because she was the outward perfection of the perfectly wholesome, clean-cut housewife and mother who would never even allow an obscene thought? Or simply because she was bored after eighteen years of ritual sex with her own husband and no one else?

The feverishly sucking housewife neither knew nor cared at the moment. She was obscenely blowing her neighbor's massive rod and being tortured and humiliated at the same time. And by now it was the only way she could get an orgasm any more, the only real excitement she felt in the folksy, neighborly little town of Avalon. When the whip tore down viciously across her twitching hot ass, Amy knew she was letting her mind wander. The burning agony brought her back to her humiliating blowjob. She began sucking and licking in a frenzy of desire to please, almost choking as his gigantic 12-incher battered her throat. Would the bastard ever cum? If only one of her hands were free so she could jerk him off at the same time. Al watched her grunting with animal pleasure. Not bad for a so-called slob like himself, he thought. His neighbor's classy beautiful wife sucking his cock like a common whore and loving it. Not that Al would ever put his own timid wife through these bizarre sex scenes. Perversely, he'd always kept his family out of this sort of stuff. He simply screwed his wife nightly, either on top or dog-style, and turned over and went to sleep, snoring. She'd given him a blowjob once in a while, a mousy, boring affair where she sucked him off gingerly, like a lollipop, and only at his insistence. As for his daughter, June, she was his real pride and joy. A nice kid, that one, beautiful, wholesome, a girl to be proud of. She didn't smoke grass or screw half the high school like some of these sluts. A good girl, June, and he was proud of her. Still a cherry, he was positive...

Amy's frantic lips and tongue were finally making him erupt now. He clutched her head harshly in his hands and crushed her mouth down on his bursting prick. He jerked his cock up to meet her feverish sucking, animal groans issuing from his throat. One thing about this gorgeous hunk, when she sucked you off, she put her heart and soul into it, working her sultry mouth like a lust-crazed pussy. Tears of shame and obscene pleasure in her eyes, Amy urgently gulped down great floods of his blazing cum. Like him, it was sweet and harsh tasting, a great impulsive torrent that left her gasping for air.

"Not bad," he said grudgingly, climbing off the bed.

Amy rolled the lingering taste of his cum around her mouth, savoring it. Shame and degradation mingled hotly with her depraved pleasure. How could she feel so good and so bad at the same time?

"Please finish fucking me now," she begged, her ripely curved ass undulating on the bed. There was a constant torment in her pussy now that throbbed like wildfire. "Please?"

Al gazed at her sensuous, helpless ass and legs, feeling his prick begin to rise again. Christ, why couldn't his own wife be built like this? And at least why couldn't she give him a half- decent blowjob? Anger at the injustice of it all rose up in his burly chest, and a cruel idea occurred to him.

"Okay, you can get yours now," he told her. "Hell, you earned it, lady. Here it comes."

Holding the whip in one hand, he knelt upright between Amy's bound legs. For a minute he stroked her sleek damp thighs, feeling his hard-on grow more powerful and urgent. The whimpering housewife tugged at her bonds, slowly gyrating her naked, helpless asscheeks in a plea.

"Now," she whispered tearfully, "finish doing it to me now! I gave you what you wanted, didn't I?"

Anytime Al felt like ravaging her tiny ass, he was almost always drawn first to the sight of her luscious pink cunt, eagerly sucking and waiting between its dark silken fringe of bush. He guided the red knob of his stiff dick inside her soaked cuntal- lips, and Amy issued a long groan of relief. She'd had her share of punishment and now she needed to finish her orgasm or lose her mind!

Al began with a rhythmic gentle stroking that brought soft happy cries from the bound housewife's lips. His thick rod was tingling her quivering cunt-walls once more, and lustful relief was only moments away. Amy swung her plump hot ass up to meet him, wishing her wrists weren't chained so she could masturbate her clitoris at the same time.

The tight luscious feel of her fiery cunt was getting to Al now and he decided it was time. Without losing a stroke, he placed the rounded butt-handle of the whip against her narrow puckered ass.

Then he plunged it into her helpless ass, deep and hard, at the same moment he shoved his gigantic cock in to the hilt.

"AAAAAAAAARGH!" wailed Amy. "OH GOD IN HEAVEN! OOOOOOF! KILLING ME, NO, NO, EEEEEEEEE!"

And, mercifully, for a few moments she lost consciousness.

When she woke, it was to the most excruciating pain of her life. With her naked asscheeks already burning fiercely from her whipping, the added torture of the brutal whip-handle jammed deep into her tender, narrow tunnel was almost more than Amy could bear. It burned into her bowels like a boiling baseball bat, while all the while her burly rapist continued to fuck her gorged pussy in violent, lusty strokes. The bound housewife wanted to faint again, but couldn't. Her entire insides, from her steaming, crammed ass to her fully- rammed cunt was on fire with agony. As cruel and unpredictable as her brawny neighbor was, she hadn't expected anything as obscene or depraved as this! But gradually, between her anguished shrieks and Al's pistoning huge rod, a strange pleasure began to infect her ravaged ass. It was as if the intense pleasure in her hotly sucking cunt and the sheer white-hot torture in her helpless ass were merging, fusing into one shuddering wave of pain-bliss.

Amy Jett, the beautiful middle-class perfect wife and mother of Avalon, had suddenly discovered she could no longer tell the difference between torture and ecstasy. For the nakedly helpless housewife, at this moment they were the same. Her wails became softer as his grunts became louder, until the entire bedroom was a din of lewd moans and groans.

"God...mmmmm!...good cunt!" Al groaned, fucking her madly pulsating pussy with increasing lust. He twisted the whip-handle once or twice into her impaled ass to make her shriek in surprise, but he was too intent on enjoying her hot luscious slit, madly quivering on his cock, to care about tormenting her any more.

"Ooooooooo, yes, oh you bastard, yes, fuck me, hurt me, TEAR IT UP!" Amy sobbed, beyond any shame or humility. The tearing, blazing sensations in her gorged pussy and ass made everything else in the world a pale shadow at that moment.

And then the manacled housewife was cumming, having the most shattering orgasm of her life. His boiling juices were spurting deep into her tingling pussy, while her churning bowels were stinging furiously from the whip-butt. Like a searing fire out of control, her entire insides were exploding with raw hot sex- thrills. Minutes after he withdrew his limp prick, Amy continued to shudder her ravaged ass in spasms on the whip-handle, as if pleading for more. When he suddenly tore it out, she let out one final scream. Then her perspiring naked lushness collapsed on the bed in a heap of exhaustion and fulfillment. He unchained and released her then. Moving in a state of numb shock, Amy got dressed. Only once did he speak to her before she left for her own house next door.

"Kneel down and kiss my cock before you go," he ordered. "With reverence, understand?"

Humbly, Amy did as she was ordered. The taste of her own passionate pussy-juices clung to it, giving her an eerie, dreamlike feeling as she lapped it up. When she got back to her own house, she was deeply relieved to find no one else had come home yet. She went up to her bedroom, sobbing in a heap on the bed. Over and over one word spun in her mind maddeningly. Why? Why would she let herself be so cruelly tortured and debased? How could any man, brute or animal, be allowed to treat her like that? Her sensuously trembling body shook like a leaf in a storm, as she asked herself the same question over and over again. Deep down she knew the answer, and finally had to admit it to herself. She'd started out just looking for variety, for a few bizarre new thrills. And she'd gotten far more than she bargained for or could handle. As much as the huge brute revolted her, she knew she'd have to go back for more. Amy Jett had been sexually awakened in some depraved way she couldn't understand. She liked being bound, raped in the mouth and vagina and her tenderly painful ass. She liked being whipped, because in some inexplicable way it excited her more than anything else in her life. It made her feel like a totally helpless sex-slave. But how could she break free of the cruel, totally insensitive creep next door? There had to be a way out. An idea came to her, the faintest of hopes, but she clung to it for dear life. Maybe...just maybe...she could get all the satisfaction she needed and play it safe at the same time. If only she didn't have such a loving, wholesome family! Sweet, faithful Mack who never looked at another woman. Young, clean-cut Jake who couldn't dream of the depravity his mother was willingly submitting to. And trusting little fourteen-year old Mindy. Sweet Mindy, undoubtedly still a virgin. Thank God for that! sighed Amy as she got up. Her plump ass felt like ground hamburger, while the taste of Al's boiling semen still lingered in her mouth. Tears stung her eyes as she stared out the bedroom window, at the quiet, tree-shaded street. The ripe-breasted housewife went downstairs to start dinner, but the phone rang first. She talked for a few minutes, baffled, but then hung up with a resigned sigh. Apparently her husband, Mack, wanted to talk something over seriously with their daughter, Mindy. They would be at the cabin up at the lake for a few hours. Amy wondered what the talk could possibly be about. If she knew what actually would happen, her beautiful, shimmering black hair would probably turn a stark-white on the spot.


At three-thirty that afternoon, Eva Kefalnik, the town music teacher was once again plainly dressed, without makeup, and with her hair coiled prudely up in a bun. Her student scheduled for that time was June Knoll, the fourteen-year old pretty blonde girl that lived directly across the street. The only thing Eva knew about the girl was that her father was a crude specimen, her mother a mouse, and that the cute adolescent had absolutely no interest in piano. She dutifully went through her piano lessons like a mechanical player, just to please her parents.

It was hard for Eva to concentrate all that day. Her wild, obscene encounter with Jake Jett the night before had left her in sort of a daze, extremely horny and quite confused. All she was certain of was that the gnawing hunger in her hot loins made it damned near impossible to concentrate on anything. June showed up at three-thirty promptly. She was, Eva realized, very lovely in her blossoming youth. Her pert, plump tits bounced seductively beneath her T-shirt every time she moved, and there was no denying the girl would be a lush beauty when she grew up. Once even the jealous woman thought that Jake might have screwed her, since he was her next-door neighbor, flashed through her mind. And there was a telltale blush to the young blonde's cheeks that convinced the tall brunette that June was definitely having an affair with someone. Probably some silly boy at school. June went through her first ten minutes of piano scales with horrifying effect, making the music teacher wince.

"Look, honey," Eva finally told her with a sigh, "there's no sense in going on. Your mind isn't on your lessons today. Since you've still got about forty-five minutes to go, you can either go home or just sit here and gossip with me."

The sexy little blonde smiled at her gratefully. "You're right, Miss Kefalnik. I can't concentrate worth a damn." June's cute face reddened. "The fact is, well, I've got love problems, see? You know how it is."

The lush brunette didn't know how it was, since she had sex problems instead. But she may as well play psychiatrist for the girl. After all, she was irresistibly lovely, and all Eva would do was think about fingerfucking if June left her alone. A sudden impulse prompted Eva.

"If you want to tell me all about it, June, go right ahead," Eva said, thinking it was a schoolgirl crush. "Would you like a cup of tea?"

"How about wine or something like that? Beer?"

"Would your father approve?" the brunette asked, smiling. Everyone knew her father was a complete brutal bastard, the neighborhood terror.

"Don't worry about him," June retorted, waving a hand scornfully. "Everybody in school smokes grass, Miss Kefalnik. You know that."

Smiling, Eva went into the kitchen and poured two glasses of sherry. Nice girl, June. Very pretty really, with the most darling breasts and buttocks. Bright, too. Sexy, too, Eva thought with a faint tingle in her lips. Such smooth, silken skin and legs...

They chatted small talk for a minute while June nervously gulped her wine. The blonde was beginning to feel daringly audacious about her fantastic affair with Jake's father. There were times, in fact, when she could barely keep from confessing it to other girls at school. They were dummies, of course, and would blab it around. But there was something so sweet and sympathetic about Miss Kefalnik, so adult, June begin to feel safe about telling her. Especially halfway through her second glass of wine.

"The thing is," June said, with a seductive giggle, "I'm in love, Miss Kefalnik. But not with any of the dumb boys at school. If I tell you a secret, promise you'll never tell anyone? Not anyone?"

Damn, but she's a sexy little thing, the aroused brunette realized as she studied June's young, plumply curved body. For the first time, Eva wondered about having sex with another woman. Only this wasn't a woman...she was a provocative little minx, with silky thighs and budding tits. And the sweetest mouth. For one wild moment, Eva visualized June's rosebud mouth burrowing hotly against her aching pussy and a shiver of lust raced through her blood. Crazy thought, she told herself.

"I promise," Eva said solemnly. "Tell me."

June leaned forward conspiratorially. She felt quite high from the wine, and there was something almost motherly and trusting about Miss Kefalnik. The fact was, she had to tell someone about her passionate affair or she'd go crazy. She felt so good, the torrid knowledge was about to burst inside her unless she shared her fantastic luck.

"I'm having an affair," June whispered, glassy-eyed. "With the most beautiful, handsomest man in town. Honest!"

"Man?" the brunette echoed curiously. "Which man, honey?"

June leaned over to whisper in Eva's ear. "Mack Jett. You know, Jake's father! He's so wild in bed, Miss Kefalnik! So groovy, I could faint. Oh, God, what he does to a girl!"

The lush brunette kept her composure with a serious effort of will. Instead of dropping her jaw, she calmly sipped her drink. That sonofabitch! All this time she'd thought Jake's father was a self-righteous, holier-than-thou bastard and it turned out he was having hot sex with his next-door neighbor's fourteen-year old daughter!

While she, Eva, was having lustful sex with his son. The implications of all this took a few minutes to dawn in Eva's confused mind. One stark fact emerged. If the truth that she'd seduced Mack Jett's son, sucked and fucked him to the point of exhaustion, ever came out, she sure as hell had dynamite to throw back in his face!

Immediately, Eva plied the little blonde with still another glass of wine, which June happily accepted. Her secret was out and she felt tremendously better. Besides, she knew she could trust Miss Kefalnik... Two other facts emerged from the horny brunette's mind as she listened to June go into detail about her affair with Jake's father. One was that the fourteen-year old blonde was rapidly getting drunk, squirming her cute ass lewdly around the sofa. The other was that, if she somehow managed to get into June's panties, she could in some strange way use it as blackmail. Not to mention the experience of going down on her first beautiful young girl. And vice-versa. And at this moment the statuesque brunette found the pert blonde irresistibly arousing. Eva had never sucked on a beautiful young girl's tits, but she'd thought about it from time to time. And the prospect of burrowing her mouth into June's hot little cunt was growing more tempting by the second. Besides, the adolescent was more than half-drunk. It ought to be easy pickings, if she played her cards right.

"I'm so crazy about him," June sighed drunkenly. "I even promised to get him other girls!"

Eva put her drink down and slid close to the girl on the sofa, their thighs touching. "You mean, honey, if you lined up other girls for him he'd appreciate you that much more?"

"Right on!" June gushed, her cheeks flushing.

The panting brunette slid her arm around June's soft shoulders and leaned close to her ear. "What about me, sweetheart? If you got me for him, he'd know you can get anyone for him, right? I mean, I look considerably sexier naked. Want to see, June? Just take a quick took?"

The blonde gulped, more than half-drunk and definitely curious about her music teacher. She seemed so drab on the outside, but Mack would be so happy with her if she could actually line something up for him!

"Just a quick look," June breathed, fascinated.

Quickly, Eva stripped, holding her firm, creamy tits out proudly, aware that the girl was awed by her lush figure.

Then, without preamble, the aroused brunette knelt in front of the adolescent, stroking her thighs with loving fingers.

"Do you know what really turns a grown man like Mack on?" Eva said in a silky, persuasive voice. "The sight of two beautiful women making it together. Loving it up together. Eating each other up, sweetheart. Why don't you undress too? Let's have a rehearsal, you know, June? See what we can do to turn your lover on. Just a little hugging and kissing, angel, that's all..."

Fascinated, June gazed at the lusciously naked brunette. She felt so giddy from the wine, and so close to Miss Kefalnik from her secret confession. Excited, too, because her music teacher was sexy, naked and with her hair down. Really sexy. June hesitated for only a minute, but the loving caress of Eva's fingers sliding beneath her dress was making her hot, too.

"Nothing dirty?" June giggled. "Just hugging and kissing?"

"On my word of honor, sweetheart," Eva said in a husky voice. By now, the feel of the girl's satiny thighs in her fingers was making her mouth water and her cunt hotly tingle. Once she got her mouth dug into that juicy young cunt, it would take a team of horses to tear her away. Because ever since Jake had turned her on, the madly aroused brunette thought of nothing else but raw, passionate sex.

Awkwardly, June stood up and slipped off her T-shirt. Her budding pink tits sprouted forth, their tiny nipples begging to be sucked and kissed. Then the blonde was out of her skirt and panties, totally naked, and the fiercest excitement Eva had ever felt rippled through her lips and tongue and pussy. Christ, what an angel! Sweet, utterly smooth, silken young body, golden pussy- hairs, plump, juicy ass. All blossoming hot sex, waiting for naked hunger!

The panting brunette pushed the naked blonde back down on the sofa and lay on top of her, their burning pussies grinding together. June's budding tits were already beginning to heave feverishly as Eva french-kissed her and stroked her lovely little tits, gently pinching the pink nipples. Then the music teacher was inching down on the drunkenly aroused adolescent, moaning eagerly as she sucked on a small hot tit. She whirled her tongue madly around the swollen nipple, hearing June's cries of delight with lewd pleasure. She sucked on the girl's other tit for a while with lusty hunger, her fingers dipping down to explore the blonde's hotly soaked cunt.

"No," June moaned, "it's wrong! You said a rehearsal, you promised we wouldn't do anything...ooooooo, that's good! Oh, I'm hot, Miss Kefalnik! YOU'RE GETTING ME SO HOT!"

The feverishly excited brunette was trailing her mouth down over June's silken belly row, inching ever closer to her juicy pink cunt. Eva hunched her shoulders beneath June's warm little ass, raising her glistening wet pussy to within inches of her mouth. God, it smelled fragrant! In Eva's madly aroused state she would have had sex with anything, even a dog, but this luscious young blossom was far more than she expected in her wildest moments of tormented hunger. Instinctively, the blonde crushed her burning satiny thighs to Eva's cheeks and nudged her hot succulent cunt closer to her mouth, sobbing eagerly. But Eva began a teasing process that drove June to near- hysteria. First, tantalizing herself as much as the luscious young blonde, she lashed out with her burning tongue-tip to trace fiery circles around the girl's golden cunt-nest. Her fingers stroked June's golden thighs in loving caresses, all the while her tongue inched closer to that juicy pink cuntal-slit. God, her hot little cunt smelled delectable, thought Eva, like honey on fire, its warm breeze wafting through her nostrils in steaming currents that made the fiercely hungry brunette's mouth drip with eagerness.

"Oooooooh, Miss Kefalnik! OOOOOOO, YOU'RE HOTTING ME UP! UNNNNNNNNGH, OH DO IT, DO IT, PULEEEZE! MMMMMMMMM, YES! OH YES, YES, YES!"

Unable to control her ravenous hunger any longer, the lust- inspired music teacher quickly planted her mouth squarely onto June's honeyed cunt-lips in a passionate kiss. She sucked fervently, bringing deep surprised moans from the blonde's throat. Then Eva began to suck her off in earnest. First, she darted her long burning tongue into the juicy depths of the fourteen-year- old's boiling pussy, and twirled it around the silken walls in a frenzy of lust. She whirled her long tongue up and down in rapid vibrations to make June squeal with delight.

"AAAAA, MISS HAWKINS! OOOOOOO, God, IT'S...UNNNNGH!...WILD, WIIIIIIILD! UMMMMMMMM!"

With the lustful brunette eating her juicy cunt in a ravenous frenzy, June shuddered under heavenly ripples of pleasure racing through her young loins. By now, she was jerking her soaked pussy up in a frenzy to meet the music teacher's avid mouth. Mack had eaten her before, but the way Miss Kefalnik was devouring her, it was like an obscene roller coaster ride! And when the brunette paused to suck on her tiny clit-bud, June's moans became so loud they echoed throughout the house. While the girl's hot plump ass swung up and down in a wanton frenzy, Eva lapped and sucked and kissed at the rosebud-slit with rising hunger. It was a totally new experience for the divorcee and she couldn't seem to get enough of the juicy, honey taste. The feel of June's sticky sweet cunt-juices smeared all over her cheeks gave her a deliciously depraved thrill. Eva Kefalnik had just discovered she liked beautiful young schoolgirls every bit as much as boys. She loved the hot crushing pressure of the little blonde's smooth thighs pressed to her cheeks. She squeezed and stroked June's succulent ass in her greedy fingers as she ate the girl with her new relentless hunger. And adding to the wanton brunette's lewd satisfaction was the knowledge that this was her second perverted seduction of innocence in just two days. June lived directly across the street, while Jake lived next door to her. And Jake's upstanding- citizen father was having his own affair with the girl now softly screaming as Eva plunged her hot tongue deeper into her juicy slit.

"OOOO I'M GONNA FAINT, MISS HAWKINS!" gasped June. She tugged frantically at the music teacher's hair to vent the shattering thrills blazing through her young pussy. There seemed to be no end to the brunette's furious hunger.

"CAN'T STOP CUMMING!" panted June, obscene tears of happiness streaming down her cheeks. "CAN'T! UNNNNNNNF! STOP COMMMMMMING! OOOOO, ENOUGH!"

She tried pushing Eva's maddening mouth away from her blazing cunt, but it was like trying to fight off a starved wolf. The blonde schoolgirl felt as if she were on the verge of going mad with intense thrills. Each time the brunette's crazed tongue snaked furiously in and out of her inflamed pussy, June's entire naked body shuddered from head to toe. At last, Eva released the girl. She stood up slowly, licking obscenely at her lips to savor the lingering honeyed juices. Her eyes were glazed with lust as she stared down at the trembling, sobbing girl. As utterly delicious as the blonde's hot young cunt had been, her own pussy was now throbbing and dripping with urgent desire.

"Come with me," she told the girl in a husky command.

Dazed, June let herself be led naked by the hand, up to Eva's bedroom. At first, she'd been prompted to strip and play with her statuesque music teacher out of a sense of adventure and curiosity. But there was a deeper motive, too. She'd been serious when she told Mack she'd get him other girls if he wanted. Afraid that he might tire of her, June calculated that if she began procuring other girls for him he'd come to depend on her. To her childish mind, such logic was invincible. And, she figured, if she could get a woman as ripe and lush as her music teacher, Mack would really be grateful.

But the burning glow in the schoolgirl's pussy made her forget all that. All she knew was that right now she was crazy with lust, so turned on by the brunette's maddening mouth she couldn't stop if she wanted to.

"Lie down on the bed," Eva ordered the blonde. June obeyed, her silky legs impatiently parted for more, her soaked pink cunt still quivering from its obscene invasion.

From her dresser drawer, Eva took a nine-inch vibrator. She seldom used it on herself, though, preferring to finger fuck herself and lick her own pussy-juices off her fingers afterward.

But she also knew if she handled the long thick vibrator on the girl's tender pussy expertly enough, June would be back at her door as soon as she could. And not for piano lessons, either. For a minute, Eva simply gazed down at the girl's luscious nakedness, trembling with impatience on the bed. No wonder Jake's father took the crazed risk of screwing his next-door neighbor's fourteen-year old daughter. Her plump little tits and ass were perfectly rounded, and her darling tiny pink pussy looked like the most kissable mouth in the world. And tasted like it, too, Eva remembered, sighing. But first the brunette decided to arouse June to a frantic pitch of readiness. She put the vibrator on the bed beside the blonde and lay on top of her. She rubbed her huge hot tits to June's petite ones and lewdly gyrated her pussy to June's, creating a delicious friction that left the schoolgirl hotly moaning. Eva snaked her tongue into the lovely girl's mouth, her fingers caressing June's satiny young ass.

"Eat me again," June whispered. "Eat me some more, Miss Kefalnik, please? It was fantastic!"

"I'll give you something better than that," Eva told her, slithering her tongue in June's ear to make her shiver. The aroused brunette didn't bother to mention that June was going to eat her. She'd work the blonde up into such a frenzy of teasing, June would suck her off in a fury of wantonness.

Now the nakedly ripe brunette shifted her body casually around on the bed beside June's nakedness. Not over her yet, just beside those satiny parted thighs. Expectantly, June spread her legs wide. Her heart hammered excitedly against her ribs. Sex with Miss Kefalnik was wild, not exactly better than having it with Mack Jett, but different.

"Sweet little cunt," Eva murmured, gazing with love down at the glistening rosebud lips. She placed one hand beneath the crack of June's silky ass to nudge her waiting cunt up closer. Then Eva flicked on the long vibrator and gently inserted two inches of it into June's trembling pussy.

"Ooooooo!" the blonde squealed, shuddering. "Oooo, that's good! Oh, ummmmmmm, yes, YES!"

With gentle strokes, the naked, panting brunette began to fuck the schoolgirl, twisting and nudging the humming vibrator deeper and deeper into her juicy slit, by degrees. Gradually, she rammed another inch of the humming dick into her wet tightness, and still another, taking care not to hurt her. With each further penetration, Eva licked at the blonde's oozing cunt-lips, lapping the juices trickling out. When the fiercely aroused brunette had about four inches inserted into June's madly sucking pussy, she began to nibble and suck on her tiny swollen clitoris at the same time.

"OH, JESUS YES, MISS HAWKINS! OOOOOOF! OH, IT'S SO GOOOOD! GOD, I LOVE IT, UMMMMMMM, OH, FUCK ME HARDER, PLEASE!"

As June's plump naked body twisted and thrashed with depraved joy on the mattress, Eva could sense exactly when the girl was about to cum. And at that moment, she tore out the dildo, bringing a soft scream of protest from June.

"No, no, no, DON'T STOP! OH, GOD, I'M ABOUT TO CUM, MISS HAWKINS, PLEASE DON'T STOP! NOOOOOO!"

The panting brunette burrowed her mouth down beneath June's fiercely sucking cunt and tickled her tiny ass with the tip of her tongue. Then she plunged her burning tongue deep into the blonde's ass. She wriggled it around the steaming tunnel, bringing cries of lewd delight from June. To June, the sensation was driving her insane after the intense fucking thrills of the pumping vibrator. Deep, delicious tingles rippled through her tender ass as the hungry brunette drove her tongue as deep as possible. To Eva, even June's steaming ass was delicious and fragrant.

"Enough!" June cried out in frustration. Her fingernails clawed at Eva's naked asscheeks in a plea. "Fuck me more! MAKE ME CUM, PLEEEEEZ!"

Still plunging her hot tongue in and out of June's ass- crack, Eva hunched her body in reverse over the panting young blonde. She hovered her dripping slit over the schoolgirl's mouth. Then she nudged her soaked pussy down hard on June's lips, and with obscene urgency, June began to lick and kiss and suck the lush brunette's hot cunt.

Now Eva slid her tongue out of the girl's delectable ass and shuddered from naked head to toe as June's mouth went eagerly to work on her own throbbing pussy.

"Yes, angel, yes," Eva panted, swinging her curved hips up and down to a steady rhythm. "Yes, eat it, baby, oooo, EAT MY CUNT! HARDER, HONEY, OH, OH, YESSSSSSS!"

June sensed she wasn't going to be rewarded with another climax until she'd pleased the sensuous brunette. So she sucked at Eva's dripping hot pussy in a fervor of obscene zeal. The girl clutched Eva's burning big ass in her fingers and slammed down eagerly, lunging her tongue deep into the boiling crevice. The fourteen-year old was becoming wildly excited at the strange, delicious taste of her music teacher's silken hot cunt. She lapped hungrily at the juices freely flowing into her mouth. Remembering how Eva had sucked on her own clit, she sucked the brunette's swollen bud in return, vibrating the tip of her hot tongue against it to make Eva writhe and scream passionately in low moans. Now Eva re-inserted the humming dildo into the blonde's eagerly sucking cunt. She began to fuck June strenuously with the nine-inch vibrator, twisting and churning and ramming it deep and furiously. And the more frantically she raped the schoolgirl with the nine-inch cock, the more greedily June kissed and sucked her pulsating cunt. There was a large mirror over Eva's dressing table. Glancing sideways, the panting brunette saw one of the most lewdly exciting spectacles she'd ever witnessed. For a few seconds, it was like watching a depraved movie until she realized it was herself and June.

A naked, voluptuous brunette was hunched eagerly over a beautiful young blonde in reverse. She was fucking the girl furiously with a vibrator, while the blonde's mouth was riveted to her own thrashing cunt. Both their nakedly curved bodies were rocking to a mad rhythm of lust, heaving up and down on the mattress to a frenzied tempo of joy. Now the divorcee and the schoolgirl began to cum in unison. Eva was jamming as much of the long vibrator as she could into June's hotly sucking cunt. June was moaning deeply as she wriggled her tongue in a fury of lustful delight into the brunette's dripping hot pussy. For almost fifteen minutes they continued to cum in a wave of shuddering orgasms, sucking and fucking each other with delirious joy. By now, their lush naked flesh was covered with dripping perspiration, and they still thrashed and rocked as the divorcee and the schoolgirl sated their lust. Finally Eva withdrew the vibrator and rolled over with a deep animal moan. June lay sobbing and twitching in spasms, her budding tits heaving furiously.

"Oh, God," June sighed, rubbing her inflamed pussy. "And I thought there was nothing else to learn!"

The trembling brunette felt her own pussy, realizing the innocent-faced schoolgirl had given her the blowjob of her life. Hot tingles of pleasure still radiated outward from her slit to every quivering nerve in her body.

Boys and girls, Eva thought, I love them both. Clean quivering young cocks and juicy, throbbing cunts, all eager for adventure, all waiting for her new insatiable hunger.

"Kee-rist!" June suddenly exclaimed, sitting up. "What time is it?"

Eva told her, and the blonde's face turned white.

"I've gotta get home or my father will kill me!"

"Just tell him you did so well at your lesson I kept you over," Eva said with an ironic smile. "Here, I'll dress you, sweetheart."

Eva dressed her with loving fingers, pausing to kiss and suck on each little nipple of her cute tits, each cheek of her plumply luscious ass, and finally, a passionate, torrid kiss squarely on June's hot little pussy-lips.

"Is it okay if I see you before my next lesson?" June asked at the front door.

"Be sure and call first, angel."

Then the schoolgirl was gone. Still stark naked, the panting brunette lay back on her living-room sofa. God, what a darling pussy and ass! From the way she'd been carrying on with her neighbors across the street, the music business was the wrong profession for her.

Why, the lush divorcee wondered, did she get such kicks out of seducing and corrupting young kids? Sighing and stroking her damp thighs, Eva knew she'd probably never know, except for the danger, the furtive excitement. And in a small town like Avalon, her wild behavior could be extremely dangerous. In spite of the hot glow of sex fulfillment burning in her loins, she felt a terrible premonition of disaster. You simply couldn't go around screwing, blowing and corrupting your neighbors' children. Something had to give sooner or later. But at least she had the goods on the prominent neighbor across the street.

True, she'd seduced his son, but now she knew he'd screwed his next-door neighbor's fourteen-year old daughter. Eva's big, silky asscheeks bounced provocatively as she padded into the kitchen and poured herself a drink. The way events were going, she was going to end up sucking and fucking all of her good-looking music students, most of whom happened to be between fourteen and eighteen. Of both sexes. Not that she would, of course. You absolutely had to draw the line somewhere, no matter how horny you were. But when they were that young and delectable, they were so damned easy. Like candy from a baby. And how long would her current sex satisfaction last? And when in the hell would her crazed, insatiable hunger end? Other young students of hers flashed through her mind, handsome boys with bulging crotches, lovely girls with sweet faces and the cutest, most luscious tits and asses. Eva went to the living-room window and peered carefully out the drapes, because she was still naked. The neighborhood seemed utterly peaceful and decent. Except, of course, that her neighbor across the street was screwing his next-door neighbor's fourteen- year-old daughter, while she herself had just corrupted her thoroughly, not to mention she'd seduced Mack Jett's son as well.


"What is it?" Mindy Jett asked her father, a look of seriousness crossing her lovely young face. "Did I do something wrong? Why did we come all the way up here for a talk?"

Mack glanced out at the lake through one of the cabin windows. The sun was just beginning to set, and it cast a golden, shimmering glow across the lake that was almost blinding. He lit a cigarette, ignoring his daughter's question for the moment. At three o'clock that afternoon, wondering whether he ought to bring June up to the cabin for another session of wild lust, his decision came to him. There was no substitute for what he really wanted. Glancing at his daughter's lusciously budding tits, straining at her snug T-shirt, and then running his eyes down over her jeans, over her plumply-curved ass, Mack knew he'd go crazy if he held off any longer. June was a hot little piece, mad about him, but she still wasn't his own luscious daughter. And nothing else but this fourteen-year old angel would satisfy him. Hell, as long as he was taking risks, he might as well go all the way.

"Mindy," he began sitting down on the sofa beside her and putting a fatherly arm around her shoulders, "I've heard some bad things about you. Terrible things."

The adolescent's face turned chalk-white. "What things, Dad? I haven't done anything wrong, I swear it!"

Her firm little tits rose and fell nervously, and Mack felt an irresistible tingle in his cock and balls. Ever since he'd spanked her months before, feeling her silky hot ass quiver violently beneath his fingers, he knew he had to explore every inch of that satiny young body.

"I heard," he said in a solemn voice, "that you were promiscuous. That you were giving yourself sexually to a great many boys at school."

Tears stung the girl's eyes. "That's a lie!" she said heatedly. "Oh, Dad, that's not true! I swear, I've never...I've never even had a boy. Honest!"

And her father suddenly knew it was true. The lie had simply been to find out if she was still a cherry. And now that he knew, his massive prick began to rise in his pants with furious power. It wasn't just that Mindy was his own lovely fourteen-year old daughter that fired his overpowering lust. She was the living embodiment of his own wife, Amy, when she was fourteen. Irresistibly sexy and cute, with the lush promise of being a ripe- breasted, long-legged, stunning beauty when she grew up. And Mack Jett damn well wanted his daughter's cherry before any clumsy boy got it.

"Then you're still a virgin?" he said softly.

"Yes, of course, Dad. I wouldn't lie to you."

"Sit on my lap, honey," he said in a hoarse voice. "It's time we had a father-to-daughter talk. Something serious."

Unhesitatingly, Mindy snuggled herself on her father's lap. He wasn't always this affectionate, but when the opportunity came, Mindy always grabbed it.

Mack wrapped his arms around her waist. His huge prick pounded so fiercely in his pants he knew she had to feel it, although she gave no sign. But, he remembered, she was still a cherry. For about another ten minutes, if he could help it. He began by rubbing her belly gently, reaching beneath her T- shirt, his rod leaping at the feel of soft young flesh. No matter what the penalty might be, he had to suck and fuck every tawny inch of this luscious girl's flesh. It was an obsession that had haunted him for years.

"The thing about having sex is this," he whispered in her ear, inching his fingers closer to a hot young tit. "Some boy could get you in real trouble, Mindy, possibly get you pregnant. Or hurt you in some other way. Because boys are inexperienced, you see, baby?"

"I'll be careful, honest, Dad. I know about things like that. Mom told me."

"There's a safe way to do every thing in this world," he told her, his voice beginning to crack with obscene desire. The feel of her hot little ass gently squirming on his fleshy rod was beginning to shatter what was left of his control.

"I could fix it so some clumsy boy would never hurt you, Mindy. You trust your father, don't you, honey?"

She craned her neck around to look him in the eyes, genuinely baffled. "Sure I trust you, Dad. But I don't understand. What do you mean?"

"I mean," he said softly, "that there is a certain accepted practice in some cultures that, well, that allow the father to take care of