"Step-Daughter Initiation" - читать интересную книгу автора (Thomas Milford)

Chapter 10

The ride after they'd finished their morning shopping took nearly a half hour. But as far as Wendy was concerned, it was well worth it.

When Herb finally stopped the car, it was in front of a small cottage. They had passed through a gate to reach it, and Wendy noticed many high bushes and hedges surrounding the tiny cottage.

"What is this place?" Wendy asked.

"This is where I used to take my summer vacations before I met your mother," Herb explained as he and the two girls got out of the car. "As a real estate agent, I find bargains, and many years ago I found this one. It was too good to pass up, so I bought it myself. It's a summer cottage. It has running water and electricity. The taxes out here are dirt-cheap. But best of all, it's private. No neighbors can see what's going on, inside or out."

They circled the cottage in back, there was an old basket-type swing, though the bottom had been worn out a long time ago. Anyone sitting in it would have his or her bottom hanging down almost to the ground.

"Now this is the perfect place to deflower one of you," Herb said, noting both girls were blushing. "Who wants to go first?"

On the ride up, Irene had started talking with Herb. Little by little her shyness had faded. Now, smiling, she said, "I'll go first. But why is this such a terrific spot?"

"See that swing?" Herb said. "Notice the bottom is missing. Also notice the chains holding it are very much intact and won't break. Now, suppose you were to get undressed and sit in that swing, with your pretty little pussy hanging down through the broken bottom. And suppose the swing were twisted a number of times. As it was twisted, you'd go up, up, up, and when we let go, you'd untwist and kind of corkscrew down."

"Won't my feet get in the way?" she asked.

"Not with your pretty little bottom hanging through the seat of the swing. Your feet will be almost up in the air. Now imagine if I were to lie down under that swing with my penis standing straight up in the air, and as you corkscrewed down, Wendy would guide your pretty little pussy onto my penis. Its entrance would be slow, and Wendy will make certain you spin very slowly as you come down, so your little tunnel will widen with a minimum of discomfort. And this way, when your hymen touches my penis, I'll be able to literally screw my way through it."

"Hey, that sounds terrific!" Wendy said. "I hope you have something just as good in mind for me."

"I believe in playing things by ear," her stepfather told her. "So suppose we undress right here and put our clothing on the furniture."

Irene blushed. This was the first time a man would see her naked body. But Wendy quickly removed her own clothing, and Herb also undressed, so Irene, not wanting to feel left out, took off her own clothes. Irene noticed the flaccid thickness of Herb's cock as it dangled between his thighs. She kept her glasses on this time.

"Hey," Wendy said. "We can't have that pole of yours so soft. You can't do anything with a soft cock."

Wendy knelt in front of his penis. She began fondling it with her fingers, causing it to grow. The scent of her stepfather's masculinity overpowered her. Her delicate young nostrils widened with arousal. The aroma of his penis became overwhelming, and the young girl breathed deeply.

Irene knelt next to her and watched everything. She, too, was able to appreciate his masculine scent, and she felt the water in her seething vagina starting to bubble. God! This was her first glimpse of a man's penis, and it set her on fire even more than the sight of Wendy's vagina. Yes, yes, she wanted to be deflowered by his wonderful male rod! Irene reached out and petted it a little. Herb's cock twitched and swelled.

The scent of her stepfather's cock was overwhelming Wendy. She breathed deeply, one hand cupping his balls, and the other hand taking turns petting it with Irene. The musky odor built her lust higher and higher. Looking up into Herb's eyes, she saw he was very anxious to continue, almost as anxious as she. She had wanted Irene to go first to give her friend confidence. If Herb was able to keep his cock hard for her, so much the better. If not, they had a lot of time together. The important thing was to make Irene believe in her own sexuality. She knew Irene wanted the cock as much as her stepfather wanted to bury it in both of them. She felt it was up to her to keep things going correctly. After all, she had seduced Herb in the first place. By letting him know how much she appreciated what he did-and by continuing to make him buy her things-she'd be able to overpower any feelings of remorse he might feel, later on.

Wendy's eyes were glowing bright with anxiety. Every inner muscle ached with youthful excitement, and every nerve ending crackled with desire. The semi-erect penis she was fondling made her more aroused. And when she looked at Irene, she saw her friend was as anxious as she.

Herb was staring at her face, watching the way she gazed at his cock. This was the first time she had seen it up close, and he had feared she might be reticent about touching it. That she handled it immediately, and that Irene did the same thing, made him feel more confidence in himself. The mere sight of it caused licentious hunger to well up in her as never before.

Wendy came closer, leaning her head over it, breathing on it. The penis grew more, and though his thighs quivered, the rest of him remained unmoving. Liberal quantities of heavy lubrication soaked his half-hard cock, dribbling down to his balls, covering her hands.

Wendy's fingertips moved around in the viscous ointment. Saliva filled her mouth. Without being told, she wanted to suck that penis. She wanted to cram it into her mouth, just as she bad lapped at Irene's pussy the previous day. Sex was so natural. Wendy took to it as a bird took to flying. Yes, she wanted to suck that penis. She wanted to cram it into her mouth, just as she had lapped at Irene's pussy the previous day. Sex was so natural. Wendy took to it as a bird took to flying. Yes, she wanted to slip her lips over that thick cock and swallow the entire length into her mouth. It was longer than her mouth was deep, and she wondered if the rest might fit into her throat so her lips could kiss the base. Now, this close to her stepfather, she realized her desire to kiss Irene's cunt had really been a desire to suck the girl's clitoris, and she had wanted to suck the clitoris because it was really a miniature penis. Now she had a full-grown cock, and she intended enjoying every bit of it. She intended sucking it and making it nice and hard, and then she'd let Irene sit in the basket-swing and screw her way down onto it while she watched the whole thing. The mere thought made her tingle. But for now, the cock was hers to enjoy.

The lubrication coating his penis was very thick, and though new bubbles were forming on the tip of his glands, the earlier drops were already evaporating. She felt his stiff penis growing thicker and tightened her grip. She tugged it, jerking the outer skin up, then down, and suddenly more of the colorless ointment flowed from the tip. She sensed the tightening in. his belly. Her hand squeezed Herb's cock. When he sighed and gasped, Irene tried to reach out and remove Wendy's hand, aching to replace it with her own hand.

"No," Wendy whispered. "No, let Herb look at you and admire your breasts. Let him feel them. Right now I have no breasts for him to feel. But until you sit on the swing, his cock is mine, all mine."

Herb Rheingold lay back in the wooden chair, stunned, totally unmoving, unable to believe all this was happening to him. Wendy's fingers were jerking faster on his cock now, and a wanton look of lust glazed her eyes. Her tiny, slender fingers were barely able to circle the thickness of the cock as it continued stiffening, and the lust written all over her face merely mirrored the hunger Herb felt. He moaned and sighed, glad he had thought to come to this deserted cottage. Wendy's fingers tightened even more strongly around his pulsing cock.

"Christ!" he gasped.

Her fingers belonged there as much as her mother's, perhaps even more so. He moaned and gasped, totally beyond control, save the ability to prevent himself from ejaculating prematurely. His body felt the thrilling shiver of overpowering, licentious shudders.

Wendy's little-girls eyes looked at him as he sat back in the chair. She smiled the smile of a sweet, innocent girl, and in doing so, made him hunger all the more for what she was about to do. Nothing like having the lips of a sweet, innocent girl wrapped around his cock.

Wendy felt as aroused as her stepfather. It was possible she and Irene even surpassed his lascivious longings with their own. She had her mother's sensuousness, but lacked Maryann's inhibitions.

Irene looked at the way he was perspiring. Sitting on the arm of the wooden chair, she pressed her bare breasts into his face. She thrilled when his mouth automatically opened and sucked her nipple inside. His tongue licked all over the growing extension, making the naked girl writhe.

"Oooooh! Mr. Rheingold!" she gasped.

Taking his mouth from her nipple, Herb said, "Call me Herb."

"Okay, Herb," she whispered.

"You're a well-put-together young lady," he murmured, kissing her nipple again.

"Gee, I was so scared you wouldn't like me," she told him.

"A man would have to be a complete fool not to like you, Irene. I'm glad Wendy brought you along. I hope you'll enjoy everything we do."

"I know I will," Irene gasped, pressing his face into her breasts again. "I'm fourteen now, and growing faster every day."

"I'll say," Herb murmured.

"You have one terrific penis," she whispered. "Gosh! I never thought any man had one that big."

"It's more than a penis," Wendy said, breathing all over it. "I heard my mother call it a cock."

"It's more than a cock," Herb told her, "just as your sweet vagina is more than a vagina."

"I know," Wendy giggled. "It's a cunt, a pussy, and a box. And Irene has a muff and a beaver."

"Right," Herb nodded, licking Irene's other nipple. "My cock is also called a prick, a wang, a dong, a dick, a schlong, a staff, and a whole lot of other names."

Wendy smiled up at her stepfather, whose face was buried between Irene's breasts. Irene was leaning closer to him, almost sliding into his lap. Wendy pinched Irene's ass to remind her to keep her buttocks away while her own face was so close to Herb's lap. Then she licked her girlish lips and her nostrils flared widely as she took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of him. Desire took control of Wendy's mind, guiding her in her next move. In a single, fluid motion, she dipped her head between her stepfather's thighs and began licking his hairy balls. Her tongue played over the sac-covered little rocks, licking again and again, thoroughly wetting the scrotum.

Herb trembled, shaking wildly, lifting his buttocks up and down in the wooden lawn chair. Warm floods of his stepdaughter's heated breath streamed across his hard, aching cock, making it quiver in its rigid stiffness.

Irene grabbed Herb's hair and pulled his head back, and her lips were burning against his. She opened her mouth wide and gratefully accepted his probing tongue, sucking and tugging on it, tasting his saliva and loving it. She felt more and more grateful to Wendy for talking her into coming along.

Herb trembled, staring into the closed eyes of the bespectacled girl as she continued her passionate kissing. Irene was sexier than many of the adult women he had fucked. She was an extremely sensuous girl, and he had to be careful she didn't fall in love with him.

Wendy's mouth n his balls had Herb even more astonished. Soon the daughter would be giving lessons to the mother!

Wendy saw the bubbling fluid continue to ooze from the tip of her stepfather's cock, and her tongue, licking the front of his scrotum, began moving around, closer and closer to his hairy pelvis. Abruptly, her tongue was licking the base of his penis, and sparks shot wildly through her. Yes, yes, she was tasting the flesh of Herb's cock, and it was wonderful. Poor dopey Mom, not to want to something like this!

Her tongue licked swiftly, lapping up all the dripping lubrication pooling at the base of his cock. His entire body was trembling, savoring the way her tongue slurped over his prong. Her girlish lips left their imprint on the base as she lightly kissed the penile wand.

More fluid came from the head of his penis, running down its length, snapped up by the girl's tongue. Somehow it seemed right for Wendy to do this. If her mother wasn't going to suck Herb's cock, it was up to another member of the family to do it.

Herb's oil flowed into her mouth and Wendy swallowed it. Gosh! It was as slippery as the fluid she had lapped from Irene's cunt. Wendy felt a gush of oil spurt from between her own cunt-lips and was aware she had enjoyed a very minor orgasm. The thrill shot through her as she licked the lubricious fluid from the stem of Herb's massive penis. God! It tasted good!

Her tongue continued licking the sticky fluid, sucking it into her mouth, drinking it down her throat, tasting the savor of his flesh, enjoying the lubricant before it had a chance to evaporate. Its flavor differed slightly from that of the oil she had swallowed from Irene's cunt. This had a richer, more robust taste to it. Irene's oily flow had a delicate lightness about it. It was as if Herb's lubricant had the texture of machine oil, while Irene's delicious flow had the taste of cooking oil. Herb's lubrication was unquestionably thicker, heavier, oilier. It was all male.

Hypnotized by his stepdaughter's lapping tongue, Herb stared at the way her lingual extension continued caressing his cock. His face was away from. Irene's, and the two of them were staring at the way Wendy's tongue literally wound around his throbbing cock, then flattened itself out to rub against his testicles. Her mouth exchanged the heated moistness of her light saliva for the heavy stickiness of his oil.

Wendy was completely dominated by the need to swallow every last drop of Herb's flooding lubrication. She loved the texture of the thick, wrinkled skin protecting his balls, and her tongue lingered there a long, long time, even when there was no lubricant there. Her oral digit liked to pick a wrinkle and follow it all the way around the sac. Her youthful body continued shivering as her mouth kept up its licking.

Finally, when her tongue was licking the ointment seeping from his cock faster than he was emitting the fluid, she moved her head to the side and licked the crease where Herb's legs were joined to his torso. Her tongue stabbed into the seam, its point lightly licking up, then back, then leaping to the next seam and doing the same thing. She touched ultra-sensitive areas no woman had ever caressed or lapped before. Sex was a natural thing with Wendy.

Irene stared, envying Wendy her natural oral ability. The older girl vowed she would not be undone. Before Herb fucked his stepdaughter, she would insist on giving his cock a tongue-bath.

Herb sat back, his hands gripping Irene's breasts, watching the way his stepdaughter's mouth worked, still unable to believe a girl so young was able to perform so well. Her mouth caused his balls to leap up and down in their sac, the seed bubbling and churning in them now as it did when he was about to fuck his sexy wife. He stared wide-eyed at the girl's small nipples and non-existent breasts, and this made him squeeze Irene's tits harder.

Wendy seethed with excitement, seeing the arousal building in Herb Rheingold. This caused her to lick faster, enjoying the taste of him all the more. She wanted to give his hard cock a good, solid sucking, not merely to please him, but to please herself. Bringing her lips up, she ovalled them, then slowly forced her mouth down around the throbbing pecker, swallowing his cock a little at a time, tightly gripping the purple tip, making it bulge and flex even more. Her tongue washed strongly against the throbbing underside, lapping again and again. This made his pulsing cock all the harder, making it stiffer than any tentpole.

Her tongue continued slurping up and down the underside of the massive prick, and all Herb was able to do was sit there and squeeze the fullness of Irene's breasts, kissing her lips when she offered them.

Irene sensed the electricity running through him.

The mere sight of Wendy sucking Herb's cock had aroused her past anything she and Wendy had done the previous day. Irene was more anxious than ever to feel that massive cock ramming its way into her.

Wendy licked her stepfather's penis with long, sweeping strokes of her tongue, attempting to make up for the fact that her mother had never done it. The meaty taste sent tingles down her throat as she swallowed more of the lubricious ointment he released. His pulsing wang was solid, rocklike, stiff, unbending, with a rigid hardness that seemed to get harder and broader with each passing second. Her mouth thrilled to the texture of smooth skin surrounding the steel shaft. This throbbing penis was her first, and deep down, Wendy knew there would be others, many others. Her mother was foolish for resisting this. It was something to please a woman as much as a man.

As if Herb's solid penis was a long, thick piece of candy cane, the stepdaughter slurped at the purple, blood-enlarged glands. Burning and wet, her tingling oral extension washed the sleek, rubbery knob repeatedly, making it glisten like a newly waxed floor. And as she licked, Wendy watched Herb's swelling balls being drawn up tight in their shrinking protective sac. All the while her young tongue continued lapping up and down the length of his solid cockshaft.

Herb sighed as his stepdaughter's fingers, hot and wet with perspiration, continued moving between his widespread loins, teasing and touching areas of sensitivity. He clutched Irene's breasts more tightly to his chest. He kissed her again, his entire body jerking with maddening tension as her fingers played over his tightened scrotum, tantalizing the golf ball-sized nuts.

Irene sucked Herb's tongue, aware of his gasping each time one of Wendy's finger tickled his scrotum.

Wendy fell in love with her stepfather's balls, holding, teasing, and caressing them. Her fingers applied light pressure here and there, careful not to hurt him. The girl felt how delicate the testicles were, using her fingers as scales to weigh them.

Herb knew there was no way to stop Wendy. All be was able to do was sit back and enjoy her fingering and tonguing while playing with Irene. Soon his cock would exact its vengeance, first from Irene, then later from Wendy, if it remained stiff long enough. He was convinced he had covered himself and the girls fairly well. The chances of discovery were very remote, unless the girls decided to talk, and that seemed even more remote. He had his own private harem going for him at this summer cottage. And when winter came, they'd move indoors and continue the fun and games. There was a fireplace inside, big enough to heat the entire cottage.

Wendy lapped up and down the underside of Herb's penis, thinking how fortunate she was. Had her mother married Al Elkal, she'd be preparing for private school now. And Elkal, for all his bravado, probably knew less about sex than most teenagers. Her mother would probably be just as uptight as she had been prior to getting married. Herb was kind, warm, gentle, and had really done hi-s best to resist her seduction of him. And when he had finally surrendered to his emotions, he had been loving and gentle about everything. As a result, Wendy had been able to convince Irene to do things, and now the two girls were having the time of their lives.

Irene, for her part, was continually grateful to her friend for talking her into coming along. Whatever she had learned in sex-ed class was nothing compared to experiencing everything firsthand. She liked the gentle way Herb Rheingold kissed her. The man didn't attempt to swallow her entire face with his mouth, but probed carefully with his tongue, making her want to open her mouth wider and suck his lingual probe into her throat. In the future she had to be very careful, because her mother would never believe she was constantly going shopping with Wendy and Herb. She'd go to the library and let Herb pick her up from there. Heck, if this worked out, there were days she'd want to be alone with him. Irene believed in doing everything, including fucking, very carefully. Herb was willing to fuck her with his cock, so she saw no need for seeking out others at the moment. Perhaps later, if she went to a sleep-away college and Herb was unavailable, she'd find another cock to enjoy.

Wendy continued tonguing her stepfather's penis, watching the tendons in his thighs stretch more tautly with every passing second. Now was the time to suck again, so she once again ovaled her mouth around the pulsing glands and engulfed the entire head. This time she didn't stop, but continued pushing her head lower and lower, sucking more and more of the thick, heavy shaft between her lips, letting it depress her tongue as the purple dome moved deeper and deeper into her mouth, reaching for her throat. The hot, humid sheath of her sucking mouth surrounded the pulsing pole, tugging it deeper and deeper. Wendy sensed the excited rush of pounding blood as it poured into the multitude of little penile sacs, keeping it stiff and solid. The weighty knob of Herb's cock began working its way past the ring of her gullet, trying to cram itself into her throat. Her esophagus relaxed and opened wide; accepting the glands, making Rheingold gasp and clutch Irene all the more firmly against him, feeling her full breasts rub into his chest as his mouth attempted to crush hers.

Wendy began sucking strongly, hollowing her cheeks around the sides of Herb's pulsing peter. She sucked even more of him into her throat, filling her laraynx with his cock, while using her lips to kiss the hairy root. Then, after she was certain she had fitted the entire length of penis into her oral cave, Wendy slowly tugged her mouth back until only the pulsating point of his cock remained caught behind her front teeth. Her tongue and lips taunted and teased the dome of his seething phallus. The girl felt her stepfather's thighs squirming under her mouth. His moans reached her ears even though his lips were pressed to those of Irene. Tightening her lips, she pulled on his lavender crown.

Slowly, very slowly, Wendy's mouth slid down the thick length of Herb's thrusting cock, feeling the stout, pulsing shaft cram its way into her oral cave, stuffing it with its delicious length. Wendy moved as far down as possible, then let her head rise. Down, then up, down, then up. Soon her head was bobbing in regular rhythm, speeding up, increasing the pressure and building the friction. Each time her lips rose, they puckered tightly around the bulb of his cock-head, as if intent on separating it from the rest of his staff. The faster her mouth moved, the more he vibrated in the chair.

"Okay," she shouted, pulling her mouth from her stepfather's cock, letting the hot thick wang stab into the air.

Herb felt her mouth leave his penis. He stabbed up with his organ, attempting to recapture her lips. He tugged Irene from him and looked down, trying to see what his stepdaughter was doing.

"I think it's time you fucked Irene," Wendy said. "Come on, lie on the ground under the swing."

Irene leaped off Herb's lap and sat in the swing, letting her naked muff appear in the worn out hole in the bottom of the basket-shaped old swing. Wendy knelt and made sure Irene's cunt was perfectly positioned. The older girl felt her heart pounding in her chest. This was it. She was going to be rid of the hymen her mother kept nagging her to keep.

Wendy was already twisting the swing around and around, and as the chains interwound, the swing lifted higher and higher. Irene's hands gripped the chains, her feet sticking up over the rim of the basket-shaped swing. She was breathing more intensely now, a little afraid, knowing there had to be some pain.

Herb lay on his back under the swing, his rigid penis pointing straight up in the air. Wendy, realizing she was in total control of the situation, felt her own pussy creaming heavily. She knew she'd never be able to wait for Herb to finish with Irene. She'd have to sit on his face after she'd guided his cock into Irene's pussy.

"Go on, go on," Herb urged.

Wendy slowly let the basket swing unwind and lower itself. Little by little Irene's flesh was nearing the upstanding spike of Herb's up thrust cock. Irene was slowly spinning around and around, feeling, herself being lowered, and Wendy let Herb stare at her own pussy as her thighs opened and her ankles straddled his face. She knew the sight of her hot gash was what he needed to keep him constantly excited.

"Now!" Herb shouted. "Lower her the rest of the way, now."

Wendy had to kneel as she continued letting the swing unwind. Her cunt rubbed against her stepfather's face. His tongue automatically licked at her creaming slit. She writhed from side to side, but maintained her position, gripping Herb's cock, bringing it into direct contact with Irene's slot as the swing continued sinking lower and the girl slowly spun around and around.

The swollen knob of Herb's glands pushed into the nest of Irene's virgin cunny. Wendy's hand held the rod steady. Irene gasped, feeling the thickness spread her vaginal walls wide while she continued slowly, very slowly, riding down, revolving. She had to shut her eyes to keep from becoming dizzy as the massive pylon pressed higher and higher ink her, widening her, stretching her. Irene shivered and shuddered, making mewling sounds, feeling the smooth dome stretching her tight inner walls.

"Uuuunnngggghh!" she gasped. "It-it-it hurts! I can feel it stretching meeeee…"

Even as she gasped, Irene felt her stretched walls sinking lower and lower on the thick, fleshy dong invading her body. The blunt point of Herb's staff was sinking deeper and deeper into the never entered convent of her squeezing vagina. The scalloped lips of her inner labia tightened around the pole as Wendy continued lowering her.

Wendy felt drool slipping from her lips. She hungered to be in her friend's position. She felt her stepfather's tongue slurping through her vaginal canal, and she slid back and forth on his face, making certain Irene didn't spin too quickly. She held the basket-swing with her hands, keeping it from spinning any more quickly. Irene continued slowly spinning, sinking lower and lower until she felt the pressure of the phallic point against her tender hymen.

"Aaaaaiiieee!" she screamed, and Wendy stopped the swing from spinning.

"Don't stop now," he gasped. "It has to finish. Spin her a little faster. That cherry of hers has to be broken."

Obeying her stepfather, Wendy spun the swing faster. Irene felt the grinding cock press through her hymen, tearing it to shreds. The girl's labia contracted around Herb's throbbing male-bone. It continued squirming into her. Now Wendy released the swing and Irene revolved by herself until her cunt was all the way down on Herb's up thrust cock. Her body was facing to Herb's left at this point, and Herb, feeling the corkscrewing movement stop, bumped his hard cock up and down into her pussy.

Wendy, seeing what had happened, squeezed her thighs together around her stepfather's face, leaned forward, grabbed the swing, and began turning it in the opposite direction. Now Irene's cunt began spiraling upward, and the bespectacled girl felt the heavy cock slowly unscrewing from inside her.

"No!" she shouted, suddenly realizing she wanted that cock. Yes, it had caused her pain, but for each bit of pain there had been an overpowering thrill, as well.

Wendy spun the swing until Irene had released all but the mushroom-shaped head of her stepfather's cock, then she released it and Irene revolved back down again until her pelvis thumped against Herb's pubic hairs, once again burying the full length of the meaty prong in the depths of her heated cunt-kiln.

"Ooooh yesss!" Irene hissed. "That feels so good!"

Wendy, still leaning down, saw the reddish tint seeping along Herb's groin and smelled the coppery odor of blood. Irene's hymen was gone forever. Irene groaned Out her gasping pleasure at the total completion of this marvelous union.

Herb had ached to deflower a young girl, and when he'd first cast eyes on Wendy he had mentally wished for something like this to happen. But he was totally unprepared for the wealth of carnal enjoyment blasting through his entire body.

Wendy felt her stepfather's mouth suck her wet split as if it were a juicy peach. She knew he was thrilled with the wild sensations pouring through him. Well, hell, when he popped her hymen, he'd feel even greater thrills-not that she was jealous of Irene. On the contrary, she was glad her friend was receiving her stepfather's cock, and it was plain Irene was in heaven, too. The viscous fluids continued pouring from her seething interior, bathing and re-bathing Herb's cock. The flow was now clear, and it was obvious her walls were so tightly wrapped around Herb's cock, the only way for either of them to continue enjoying this particular fuck was for Wendy to keep that swing revolving.

Wendy had no time to waste. She saw how near Irene's climax was. She spun the girl again lifting her and the swing until she saw Herb's corona emerge from inside Irene. Then she released the swing and let Irene spin the other way all by herself, moving at a dizzying speed as her hot cunt twisted and screwed its way around Herb Rheingold's up thrust cock. Each time Irene's pelvis hit the base of Herb's cock, Wendy hurriedly spun the swing the other way, doing it so quickly, the girl was soon moving up and down at almost the same speed she'd have been moving had she been sitting directly on Herb's cock, doing the pumping herself.

Irene had to keep her eyes shut to avoid dizziness as the tulip-like lips o-f her throbbing cunt continued massaging the stalk of Herb's penis.

Anguished thrills flooded her body. This was the thing against which her mother was constantly warning. How ignorant can a person be? Heck! Her mother had to indulge in some kind of intercourse to conceive her. Why did the woman dislike it so?

Herb's thickness continued filling and re-filling Irene's twitching little belly, sensing how greedily her cunt seemed to swallow every time. This entire sensation was beyond being wonderful. It transcended every other feeling Irene had ever known. Each time his cock spiraled into her, Irene was filled with power beyond belief, and each time her cunt screwed away from his cock, saliva dribbled from the corners of her mouth, matching the dripping of her vagina. She was as hungry for his cock as Herb was for the feel of her cunt.

Herb, unable to merely lie there, dug his heels into the ground and slammed his hips higher, drilling his phallic auger straight up, while Wendy continued spiraling Irene around and around. This added movement increased sensation for both of them. His penis sank into the soft, wonderful, luxurious depths of her tender belly, packing it with the thickness of his massive prick. Irene, her eyes still tightly closed, continued gasping and shuddering as he slammed his throbbing cock into the turning, twisting slot of her creaming cunt. Fulcrum to spinning fulcrum, they came together with loud grunts.

Tremors engulfed Irene, making her young body quake continually. She hunched forward, gripping the chains with her hands, squeezing her asscheeks together, clamping her eyes tightly shut, determined to enjoy this to the end. As she spun down against his body, she ached to feel the throbbing phallus dig into her cervix. Irene wondered if all phalluses were this good. Did the amount of pleasure they offered vary in degree? One thing was certain-Wendy's mother was lucky to have this cock. When she finally married, Irene hoped to marry a man at least as skillful as Herb Rheingold. Hoped to? Hell! She'd try out every prospective suitor first, and anyone too prudish to fuck her before marrying her wasn't even worth considering!

God! Wendy had really lucked out with her stepfather. How many men were this understanding and fulfilling?

She was spinning faster and faster now, feeling Herb Rheingold respond by pounding his throbbing penis all the harder into her steaming oven. She was working herself up into the wildest frenzy. Her mind was spinning as she realized she was on the verge of an orgasm stronger than her previous two, combined.

Wendy scrubbed her pussy even faster across her stepfather's tongue, feeling the rasping oral organ reach farther into her fuming depths than ever before. This was her third orally induced orgasm, and the young girl was determined a cock would split her cunt before another mouth touched her pussy.

Irene's heart was pounding as her breasts bobbled with her heavy breathing. And then she lost control of herself, screaming, "Aaaiiieyagh!"

Burning, searing, white-hot flashes of light flamed before her eyes. She thrashed wildly, as her orgasm swept down like an eagle plucking a fish from a river.

Herb was unable to contain his own passion any longer. Feeling the squeezing pressure of the young girl, he humped his cock into the frothing depths of Irene's slavering pussy while his tongue washed over Wendy's clitoris again and again, and then he was screaming a muffled, "Aaaahhhmmmf."

Wendy, feeling the vibrations of her stepfather's scream, screeched, "Eeeyyyyhii!" as her own satisfaction claimed her. It was the most thrilling climax she'd ever had, and her thighs squeezed around Herb's face, almost cutting off his breathing.

Unable to spin Irene in the basket-swing any longer, Wendy sat up, slamming her cunt-lips down more tightly against Herb's mouth, and then, with a final thrilling shudder, toppled off to the side and lay there, unable to move. Irene remained in the basket swing while Herb remained where he was until his cock shrunk and fell out of the bespectacled girl. He knew there would be no more fucking around for him that day if they all intended arriving home safely.