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CHAPTER FIVE

Joe's new Duster was waiting outside where he'd parked it the previous night. He got in, started the engine, then drove the fifteen miles to the large Fraden estate. Even as he drove up he could hear the stereo blasting and kids yelling and splashing around in the pool at the rear.

He didn't bother ringing the doorbell. Once he was out of the car, he hurried around to the rear of the mansion, and there, jumping in and out of the immense pool, were a dozen kids, all totally naked. There were six boys and six girls. One pair was actually fucking in the shallow end of the pool.

He spotted Shari, lying in a beach chair under a large umbrella at the far corner of the pool, sipping a drink. Her nude form was tanned all over, and though her flesh was firm with the resiliency of youth, Barcone knew the girl would shortly get fat from inactivity. She had reddish-blonde hair, and like her mother's it was natural. Myrna Fraden, though far from a solid youngster, had managed to keep most of her body in fairly decent shape by going to one of the fancy health salons, and Joe had been surprised to see she was a natural strawberry blonde that first time he'd fucked her. And now he saw the daughter was equally natural.

Shari had nice, round tits. All too soon they would become overlarge, sloppy and hanging, but right now they were nice. Her waist was already the littlest bit fleshy, but her cuntlips, easily seen between her wide-open thighs, pouted gorgeously, all puffed and healthy in appearance. She had on a pair of sunglasses, and was continually scowling at the boy with her. It was clear what he wanted, the way his six-inch hard-on kept banging against his thighs. But Shari looked bored and kept waving him away, telling him to go work on some other girl.

"Hey," Barcone said, approaching her. "I wanna talk with you."

She looked up at him, shrugged, and said, "Mother's famous stud. What d'you want?"

"You know what I want. What's this crap about you writing to your mother, telling her to stop the shopping center?"

"Well, well. The stud is finally concerned about something little Shari's doing. How come?"

"What's with you, kid? Since when does what I think or do mean anything to you."

"You high and mighty prick. Who the hell d'you think you are, coming in here, fucking the ass of the old lady, then turning your nose up at me?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm a keyhole peeper, and I saw you fucking my mother. And when I saw the size of that cunt-sticker, I decided I wanted some of it, too. But every time you saw me, either as you were coming or as you were going, all you did was nod and smile, treating me like some little in-the-way brat. I don't like being snubbed, especially by smart asses like you, who think they can get whatever they want with their long pussy punchers."

"Why don't you stop acting like a smart ass brat, and you and I can talk this over like mature people."

"I don't trust you," she told him, frowning.

"What's not to trust. You think I'm gonna strangle you or something?" Not that it was a bad idea, Joe thought.

She looked at him, a little bleary-eyed, and he realized she was well on her way to being crocked.

"I wanna be fucked by that fat dong of yours," she told him. "I wanna be fucked for as long as I say, without you copping out because you might suddenly get tired. I want that big cock inside me."

"I do that and your old lady'll not only cancel the shopping center legally, but toss me in the slammer."

"My old lady'll never know. The maid is out and won't be back for another three hours. My friends here are the only ones who even know you're here."

"Well hell, I'm not gonna start performing in front of them."

"The shy type, huh?"

"No, the careful type."

"Well then," she told him, getting to her feet, "suppose we retire to my bedroom. Here," she told the horny kid standing nearby, "take my drink. If your cock is still hot to be dipped in something, stick it in there. It'll cool off fast."

She walked into the house with Barcone following. He looked at the way her asscheeks seemed to wink as she walked, as if inviting him to part them and shove his cock right through them.

They walked upstairs and went directly to her bedroom, an all-pink room even to the carpeting. She closed the door and locked it, then sat on the bed, motioning for him to undress. He wasted no time in complying.

The sight of his immense cock would have caught her completely off guard had she not seen it before. As it was, she stared at the hard, wavering prick, admiring the way it stood out solidly, with nary a bend to it. His testicles dangled heavily beneath, looking like a pair of wrecking balls attached to the rear of a crane.

"There it is, kid," he told her, once again enjoying the sight of her girlish body. She was about eighteen, if that old.

"That's some hunka meat," she told him, admiring it.

She reached out and began caressing his cock lightly. She was pleased by the instant appearance of a tiny drop of lubricant as it came seeping out of his bulging cockhead.

"Oh man!" she said shuddering with joy. "It's mine right now, all mine. Man, eat your cunt out for all I care. Right now the great dingus belongs to me!" She let her tongue wash gently over the puffy glans, licking the cock cream as it came out and swallowing it.

Hell, Barcone thought, this chick knew more about it all than her old lady. Aloud he said, "You do this the way I want and we'll both get a king-sized bang. Okay?"

She stared at him suspiciously for a moment, then finally nodded her consent. He had her stand up and bend forward over the bed. He slipped up behind her, letting his heavy cock slide slowly between her asscheeks, moving down through the crack, slithering through the slit in her cunt until his knob was pressing against her already-swollen clit. She was panting, and he knew he'd have this kid rattling off climaxes in a hurry. The softness of her pussylips as they caressed the upper part of his cock felt good to him. Too bad she would let herself go to seed. She had such nice, petal-smooth cuntlips.

Reaching around to the front of her, he slid his hand down until he could feel the pouch of her swollen pussylips resting in his palm. When she felt him do that, she gasped. So with one finger he pushed his cock to the side and made room for his digit to push its way tightly into her leaking cunt.

Now she began shuddering, her whole body in a wild tremor. He slid his finger, slowly out, then begin rubbing the fingertip very gently between the inner and outer cuntlips, first on the left side, then on the right.

"Oh my God!" she screamed. "Oh shit! That feels fantastic!"

He rubbed his finger against her sloppy cuntlips again, then inched a littler higher until the ball of his fingertip was touching her swollen clit. She almost clamped her thighs together she was so highly sensitive.

"Unnnnhhhh!" was all she could say, shivering from head to toe as her body in its bent-over position suddenly tightened, freezing as if she were unable to move at all. While she remained rigid, he began massaging her sweet man-in-the-boat. She closed her thighs tightly around his massaging finger, locking it against her hardened clitoris. He was touching ultra-sensitive areas, massaging vigorously. She was able to stand the pressure for about twenty seconds, then suddenly stood straight up and fell back against him.

He grabbed her, spun her around, and threw her on the bed. She rolled over, once again presenting her full-cheeked ass to him. Her knees were out so far she looked like a scuttling crab suddenly paralyzed. Her vulnerable ass crack was open, revealing the pucker of her tight asshole. He moistened a forefinger in her pussy juices, then reached forward and pressed the finger against the flowerlike orifice of her asshole. It reacted immediately by tightening. He pressed a little harder and she squeezed her sphincter that much more tightly shut, imprisoning the tip of his finger within her clenching asscheeks.

Barcone smiled. He realized he wouldn't be able to force his finger into her, so he began using gentle, teasing pressure. He soaked his finger in the entrance to her flaming cunt, got it succulently slick, then slowly teased the entrance to her asshole. This time he met almost no resistance as her sphincter relaxed and allowed his finger to start pushing its way into her.

She had sensitive nerves all over her body. No sooner was his fingertip in her asshole, moving slowly around to loosen the sphincter, when her entire body suddenly tightened, clamping his finger tightly inside as she began to spasm. She was having an anal orgasm. She bounced up and down wildly, her asscheeks whitening as she tightened them spasmodically.

He would have liked to have rammed his cock all the way into her tight asshole. She needed a good ass-fuck, but she was so oversensitive in that area, he knew it would be a while before he might be able to fuck into that tight hole.

Once again she leaped to her feet, standing up straight, tightening her asscheeks. He didn't want to waste any time. He could already feel the cum boiling in his balls. Her heat was transmitting itself to him.

Hell, her ass wasn't the only place designed for solid fucking! She had a nice, juicy cunt.

He turned her around to face him, then picked her up, carried her over to the dresser, and deposited her ass right on top of it. It was a low dresser, and her pussy was on a direct level with his erect cock. He had her ass right on the edge, with her cunt sticking straight out at him.

Reaching out, he began playing with her large nipples. Now blood-filled, they were not only long, but extremely thick. He held them tightly between his forefingers and thumbs, and twisted them roughly. She sighed and shook as if with some kind of fever. The more he massaged her nipples, the hotter she became, and she was soon leaning back, pressing her shoulders into the dresser mirror. In order to keep a firm grip on her rubbery nipples, he had to move forward, and in doing so, literally walked his erect cock straight into her tight, wet cunt. It had been so rigid, there was no way he could have avoided the gaping slot, especially since it seemed to line up perfectly with his pick. He felt the head begin slithering into her, and her cunt walls sucked so desperately, he felt the rest of his cock slide right in almost immediately after.

Shari sighed, her hot breath tickling his ear as he felt his lunging cock fill her hot cunt to overflowing. He still had a good two inches to spare that he didn't dare ram into her. As it was, the blunt tip of his thrusting cock could feel the teasing entrance to her womb.

"Oh Goddddd!" she shuddered. "I knew it would feel great, but I had no idea just how great! I can't believe it!"

Like clamps her calves encircled his ass. She leaned forward and tightened her arms around his chest, pressing her full, bloated, teenage tits into his hairy chest. He wrapped his arms around her and began squeezing her tightly, running his long, hard cock in and out of her more than a dozen times in the process.

Reaching down, he grabbed a full asscheek in each hand, lifted her off the dresser, and began carrying her around the room, sliding her creased cunt back and forth on his seething cock. She sank her teeth into the soft flesh between his shoulder and neck on the left side, and began riding his solid cock for all she was worth.

This was a girl who knew how to climax, because even as his hands continued tightly gripping her, he could feel her body stiffen again as she sucked madly at the flesh on which she had been chewing, stopping only to open her mouth and scream. Her fingernails dug deeply into his back as she clutched him all the more tightly to her, rocking herself madly back and forth on his erect cock. She was churning her hot cunt circularly on the heavy prong lanced into her, shivering and gasping, drawing blood where her nails punctured his back.

He could feel her reaching yet another orgasm even before the previous one subsided, and while she was in the process, he dumped her on the bed without pulling his thick cunt-stabber out of her. His knees hit the bed, driving the lengthy pole as far up into her crazed quim as possible, making its rubbery glans bounce off her womb. If she felt any pain it didn't show, nor did she give him time to wonder about it as her calves once again surrounded him.

He pulled back slowly, then slammed in fast. Once again he pulled back slowly, then rammed in with all his might, powering his mighty cock into her tight cunt with all his strength. He began shoving it back and forth in a wild rhythm, and she began bouncing madly in time to the way he was fucking her. He was an artist at using his steaming cock, and he began plunging the swollen shaft in and out with such speed and vigor he could feel the flooding juices pouring out of her cunt in burning jets.

"Goddddd!" she cried. "How can you waste all that wonderful cock on an old bag like my motherrrrrr!! Fuck me, you wonderful bastard! Fuck me to death! Fuck me!"

She began squealing like a stuck pig, writhing and wriggling madly with his long, hot cock stuck inside her. Sounds were coming from her throat that he'd never heard from a female animal before – at least not a human female animal. He could tell from her eyes she was neither seeing nor hearing. She was in the kingdom of raw feeling, and all sensation was generated from the hot hole into which his mighty cock plunged again and again.

Looking at the little bitch made Joe wonder what kind of animal she was. How could she have such a low opinion of her own mother, when her mother was building the damn shopping center to make certain she received a constant income. The girl was a parasite. Shit! He'd go on fucking her, all right. But he'd fuck her his own way.

He suddenly tugged his seething prick from her sucking cunt. She looked up at him, her eyes pleading to feel his solid eleven inches in her again. Barcone smiled, raised her thighs high, dropped her knees over his shoulders so her heels were kicking his backbone, then once again slowly shoved his shuddering prick into the hot, creamy depths of her slurping snatch.

Shari sighed as the length of his thick prick slid into her as far as it was able. God! How she loved the feel of good cock. Right now it was Joe Barcone's meaty prick cramming itself into her swallowing channel, and it was giving her a bigger thrill than anything she'd ever known before. He was pounding into her with more and more rapidity, moving through her sucking tissues with rapid, hard, long strokes, causing her to grunt each time be plunged as far into her as he could go. She reacted by bouncing her asscheeks hard against the bed, causing her body to wildly rebound, and that was enough to send mad sensations through Joe's cock. The girl was a bitch, but she sure knew how to fuck.

Each time he plunged his tingling cock into her, the head slammed her womb so hard she would shake. Right now he had her so hypnotized with his magic wand, he had total possession of her body. She would do anything he wanted. He knew hundreds of different positions, but at that moment all he really wanted to do was go on fucking his aching cock deep.

She screeched again, her clenched cunt tightening around his cock as she began a new series of mad climaxes. He could feel her heavy lubricant squirting all over his lancing pole as guttural moans issued forth from her throat.

With his meat still pummeling its way through her cunt, she fell back on the bed, temporarily drained.

Shit! Joe thought. She wasn't gonna get off that easily!

He tugged his big cock from the depths of her cunt, staring at the heavy coating of cunt juice. It was time to teach the little twat some manners.

Placing a forefinger at the base of his swollen cock, he slowly moved it up to the head, scooping up a large gob of cunt water. The stuff clung to his finger stickily, until he had more than his finger could hold. Then it began to drip. He pressed his dripping finger to her lips and said, "Start licking."

She looked up at him as if he were crazy, and the fright in her eyes aroused Barcone all the more. With his free hand he grabbed her reddish-blonde hair and tugged her head up from the bed, pressing her lips against the oily finger. Sticky drops of their combined lubricants dripping onto her lips, but she wouldn't open them, so Joe had to repeat his order, yanking her hair a bit harder.

"Stick out that tongue and start licking!" he ordered.

Shari sneered at him, almost as if laughing at what he was trying to make her do. She let her tongue flick out from between her lips and lapped at the slimy mixture of cunt and cock oil. Soon she had sucked the entire finger into her mouth and was rolling her tongue around it as if it were a skinny prick. Her body began quivering again, as if it were thrilling to the exciting taste of his finger.

Shari Fraden was a masochist. Barcone hadn't realized it at first, but now he understood. The girl was used to being the boss of every situation, and so she looked down on the many boys who had sunk their cocks into her in the past. She wanted to be mastered. She wanted what she considered was the only kind of man, and that was the kind of man who would actually hurt her and force her to do all kinds of things.

Hell! Making her lick the cunt juice off his finger was mere child's play. She was laughing at him for being so naive. She wanted more and harder punishment. She wanted to revel in pain and misery.

"Get on the floor, on your knees," he ordered.

She looked at him as if to ask what the hell was going on.

"Do it!" he insisted, grabbing her hair and yanking her to her knees on the floor.

"What do you want?" she asked, her eyes laughing, letting him know she thought his ideas of sadism were very funny.

"I want you to lick my asshole!" he snapped, turning his back to her and pressing his asscheeks toward her face.

"Are you some kind of nut?" she asked.

"Shari, don't open that trap unless it's to do what I want. Now press that pretty face against my ass, use your hands to open my asscheeks, then use your tongue to go to work on my asshole."

Shari knelt there staring at his asscheeks, feeling strange thrills starting to shoot through her. Here was something she had never done before, and the idea of being forced to do it made her shudder with thrills. She wondered if his asshole was clean. The idea of tasting shit didn't exactly appeal to her. Otherwise, she was curious as to what an asshole tasted like. Besides, to do as he insisted meant he would lead her from one thrill to another. And as she thought about it a bit more, she shuddered with the pleasure of performing all these perverted acts.

All this ran through her mind in a fraction of a second as her face came closer and closer to his asscheeks. She reached up with her hands, pressing them flat against his ass so her thumbs could part the cheeks, revealing the pucker of his asshole. It looked clean, and there was no unpleasant odor coming from it. In fact, she could still smell the deodorant soap he'd used when he'd showered earlier. Her tongue came slowly out of her mouth and stabbed right into the crosshairs of his asshole, making him yelp with pleasure as he felt the electricity shoot through him.

Yum! she thought, licking strongly, enjoying the silky feel of the tender ass flesh. She rolled her tongue into a cylinder and began pushing it into the tight orifice, sending squirmy thrills shooting through his entire body.

Joe realized how right he was about the girl's need to be totally dominated. The way her tongue was pushing deeper and deeper into his shit chute, making him writhe delightfully, convinced him what awesome power he held over this girl. And he wouldn't be the least bit surprised if she had inherited the tendency from her mother. Her lips were pressed right up against his ass, sucking the flesh as her tongue kept spearing past his sphincter, causing cold thrills to continue blasting through him.

Soon she was so passionate in her work he could feel her fingers pulling his asscheeks farther and farther apart so her lips could actually reach the brown pucker while her tongue, a good two inches into his ass, began licking around and around, slowly but surely working deeper.

The harder she sucked and licked, the stiffer his cock became. He had not yet had any kind of relief, and as a result a pain was beginning to well up in his balls.

"Enough!" he snapped, pulling his ass away from her mouth. "Now you fuck me."

He lay down on the bed, his slippery cock standing straight up in the air. She climbed over him, straddling him with one leg on either side of his body. Slowly she squatted until her cunt, all bubbly and juicy again from what she'd just done, was hovering directly over the rounded knob of his upstanding cock.

"Now!" he ordered, and she slowly eased her cunt down over his huge cock.

She sat slowly, thrilling as the thick cock slid through her body until its head reached the entrance to her womb. Still, there were at least two inches not inside her. She couldn't sit on his belly as she'd hoped.

Shutting her eyes, she forced herself to sit a little harder, and suddenly the thick glans began opening her womb, forcing itself further into her.

There was pain, but Shari seemed to glory in it. Joe noticed how much she actually thrilled and shivered each lime his cock moved another fraction of an inch into her womb. She was shuddering and screaming now, and when his hands tried to ease the pressure by taking the weight of her asscheeks, she pulled them away.

"Eeeeeeeee!" she squealed as he felt his cockhead making further inroads.

The rapture was fantastic for Joe. The tightness was unbelievable, and he didn't think any more could fit into her, yet little by little the entire swollen cockhead was sliding into her womb until he could feel his glans surrounded by her sucking cervix.

Christ! The full length of his prick was completely lost in the sucking quicksand inside this luscious little tramp who had shown she would do anything, totally enjoying the domination he was offering. Jesus! For the umpteenth time he felt sorry about the fact that she would grow into a fat, sloppy woman. She was just what he needed for his change of pace from Margaret and the teenage girls he had discovered earlier that day.

It never rains but it pours, Joe mused. This was a day to go down in history.

"Keep that soggy cunt fucking!" he ordered, and Shari continued happily bouncing. Her hips began rotating in a spiral movement, creating the feeling his prick was a hot dog encased in a warm, soft roll. Her soggy pussy moved up, around, then down, ramming the full length of his heavy tool into her, her womb swallowing up his inch-long, blunted head and another inch as well. Every last little bit of cock was massaged and compressed by the tight cunt of the sexy young girl.

Gotta come! was all Joe thought to himself. Coming was all that counted at that moment. His balls were swollen and painful, while the sac surrounding them was tight, increasing the pain. He knew he'd literally blow up if his cock didn't blow off.

Her adorable cunt was doing the job right. She was building him up to one hell of a come. In doing so, she was bouncing wildly, making her large, firm tits slap against her body noisily. He began hunching his hips straight up, and when she rotated in those crazy spirals of hers, he began jabbing his cock deeper and deeper, forcing another half-inch of cock into her womb, making her more and more excited.

And then Joe felt his nuts tighten beyond belief, literally tugging his swollen balls up into his groin. Within him, the boiling cum was too great to be contained and began boiling its way up through his tubes. It would be only seconds before the jism went blasting into her.

He could sense her cunt getting the word. Apparently the inner walls of her pussy were tremendously sensitive, and when his balls began to swell and shiver against the squeezing sac, she knew his cum was on its way. Her pussy was trembling with anxiety as he launched his cock straight up into her like a rocket. The jism was bubbling up into the tube in his cock, moving up into the head, and then came the first, heavy, hosing blast of sticky cum into her hot cunt. He could tell her frothing pussy was overanxious to receive his offering, and as he shot he could feel her cunt contract, and then he was unloading copious quantities of heavy jism, letting thrill after maddening thrill jet through him. At the same instant he felt her furnace-like interior explode into a trillion tiny fragments of lust. She fell forward, clinging tightly to him as her cunt contracted again and again, matching the compression of his unloading cock.