Jackson Robard - A girl's best friend

"Oh… oh please, Mr. Jenkins… don't stop? It feels so good…! Lick it… please lick it?" he heard Katie plead in a trembling whisper.

Bitch! Little slut-bitch! She was gone… gone! He'd already tongued her beyond the state of reason! He gaped down at the spread-open pink crevice glistening moistly with the dew of erotic passion he had already aroused in her. Christ, her tight little hole was actually twitching as she squirmed her lovely crotch and he stared at its exposed, intricate delicacies! Again, he lowered his head and lashed out with his tongue, thrusting it in a spiraling motion up into the velvety warm depths of her clutching cunt.

Katie howled. "Ooooohhhhh… oooohhhhhhhh yes, yes! Myyy Godddd, yes… lick it! Suck it! Ooohhh, it's beautiful… beautiful…!"

Jenkins felt her soft hands clutching at his head, her fingers caressing and pulling at his naked pate; she moaned and gasped, hauling his little face forcefully into the now widespread, moist raw flesh of her nectarous cunt. He sensed the movements of her head flailing back and forth as he speared up into the hot smooth depths of her tight hole. She ground her full young hips uncontrollably, writhing and squirming, wild little animal-like mewlings coming from between her clenched white teeth; then she was raising her spread-open crotch up to him, pressing his face into the silken down-enframed split, its sensitive, hot vaginal walls opening and closing in a wild sucking action around his thrusting tongue in a manner that he couldn't believe.

Abruptly, he withdrew his probing lingual member and licked upward through her snug, yet now exposed vulva, flicking its tip as it went, circling her tremoring and distended little clitoris, then, engulfing it with his lips, sucking and drawing the warm and soft surrounding folds deep into the hot moist cavern of his mouth, while his tongue kept up its maddening licking against the straining nerve center of her young body.

"Oh fuck! Cock! Cunt! Piss! Shit!" Katie cried out wildly. "Oh, don't stop! Don't ever stop! Make me cum! Oh God, make me cum like this! Oh please… and I'll suck your cock all night… or anything… anything…!"

Jan was breathless by the time she reached the door of Darrel Jenkins' apartment on the sixth floor, having run all the way from the elevator but then when her buzzer-ringing and panel-knocking were not answered, she had desperately pushed open the door and entered… only to realize how late her arrival really was!

She saw her beloved Katie on the floor with the vile little monster, both nakedly composing the perverted scene, while simultaneously, the lewd filth spewing from Katie's tender sweet lips was like slashes from a demon's knife stabbing into her mother's flesh!

Momentarily, Jan had all she could do to stay on her feet. Her brain reeled at the salacious and depraved sight of Darrel Jenkins, his ugly naked body wedged between her Katie's legs, his horrible face buried in her sweet, virginal crotch…! Dear God, he was licking and sucking her genitals… until Katie was half out of her mind! Yet, even as she gaped at the vile debauchery in utter horror, Jan couldn't hold back the licentious sensation that rippled through her own sensitive loins with the velocity of streaked lightning at the passion-enchanted face of her beautiful daughter… erotic bliss that the little monster was bringing her with his tongue-licking at the tender, moist pink split between her legs…

"Ahhh… so you finally arrived, Mrs. Martin," Darrel Jenkins greeted, looking up from his lascivious position between Katie's writhing and trembling thighs. "Katie and I… we've been waiting for you… whiling away the time, as you can see…"

"You bastard! You goatish little monstrosity!" Jan half-screamed down at him frenziedly. "Gil will kill you for this! And if he doesn't, I will! Get off her! Let her up damn you…!"

"Whoa, my dear!" Jenkins replied with an odious little grin, squirming around to sit back on his haunches and resembling the true gargoyle with his humped back and deformed breast. "Let's backtrack a bit, shall we? Now… I don't think Gil is in much of a position to do anything… do you? As for Katie here… she came of her own accord and offered herself… just as you intended to do, eh? And if I remember right… wasn't that to save your Gil from prison, Mrs. Martin… or may I call you Jan?"

Jan couldn't speak. She could only stare at her beautiful blonde daughter who was squirming and twisting sensually on the floor while her small hand had plunged between the lips of her moist, feverish pussy to caress and massage it furiously, the venereal desire that her tormentor had incited in her young loins obviously driving her near out of her mind… a terribly frustrating agony that Jan could well understand! Dear God, no matter what, she couldn't let her suffer that torture…!

Jenkins gazed down at the lewdly voluptuous spectacle of Katie as he continued to kneel obscenely between her writhing legs, watching her plunge her white slender fingers into the raw flesh of her cunt, pulling and twisting at her little clitoris, while her lovely face contorted in the carnal anguish of her need.

"Oh… oh Mommy… please, don't let him stop now?" Katie whimpered, her head rolling back and forth wildly, her eyes half-glazed as if she were in a drugged coma. "Oh… oh Mommy… help me… make him finish…! I've got to cum or I'll go mad…! Mad! Mad…!"

It was more than just sympathetic understanding that caused Jan Martin to react as she did. Since that first licentious sensation had rippled through her, a dozen more had followed, and she knew that the basis of them all lie in the monstrous, rigid shaft of flesh protruding from Darrel Jenkins' scrawny loins. She couldn't believe it! It was actually the longest, thickest prick she had ever seen on a man… if that's what he was… and now he was grinning at her salaciously… knowing exactly what she was thinking…!

"It intrigues you, doesn't it, Jan dear?" he said, taking it in his small hand luridly and beginning to work the heavy foreskin back and forth over the huge, mushroomed head. "It seemed to excite Katie, too… so if you care to watch, I'll finish the job with it, eh? After all, we can't leave her in this condition, now can we…?"

"Stop! My God! You can't put that thing in her!" Jan exclaimed. "She's too small! You want to tear her to pieces?"

"Oh Mommy, please… please!" Katie gasped, raising her head to gape down at his tremendous rod. "I want it! I've got to have it… or something…! Oh God…!"

"Well, Jan dear?" Darrel Jenkins prodded, enjoying the absolutely impossible situation with lickerish immensity. "Shall I fuck her… or… or would you prefer that I fuck you and suck her to completion?"

It… it just couldn't be happening, Jan reasoned! Not like this! It… it simply couldn't be…! This was all some comical farce… a stupid dream…!

"Well?" Jenkins threw at her impatiently.

"Oh God, Mommy, please, please? Let him fuck me!" Katie cried, as she massaged and pulled at her sparse, hair-covered cunt with both hands lewdly, her writhing movements never ceasing.

It was then that Jan started to undress, not hesitating once she'd began, convinced that this was the only course she could take… even as her dark eyes continued to dwell on the evil little man's horrendous shaft. She couldn't let Katie endure the torturous frustration of unfulfillment. It could destroy her whole sexual life! Nor could she let this vile creature take her baby's virginity with his inhuman rod…!

Jenkins couldn't be more elated at the way it was working out, even if he'd planned every step. He'd anticipated it to be a wild situation once they were together, both of them ready to buy his assistance for the father-husband, but in all truth he hadn't expected to be quite so well-seated in the driver's position. And now, as he watched Jan Martin remove her bra and step out of her panties to stand nude before him, he realized that he had never seen a more beautiful naked woman! It was obvious from whom Katie had inherited all of her curvaceous loveliness; she was the replica of her mother, given another few years, except, of course, for the raven patch of silken curls covering the V of Jan Martin's enticing pelvis. Jenkins felt his cock give a strong lurch as he absorbed her overwhelming beauty… the long black hair, the thrusting berry-nippled breasts, slender waist and full hips… and there was something veiled about her eyes now… glazed, like her daughter's as they stared at his cock…! Fuck! He had them both just where he wanted them!