Rudy Taylor: The neighbor_s daughter

"Brad, baby," she had purred, "that has to be the biggest damned cock in the world."

Brad remembered how his whole body had jerked and trembled as she stroked and rubbed his aching dick against her cheeks and lips.

"Let's take your pants off so I can play with your balls," she giggled as she released his prick and planted a hot sucking kiss on his trembling mouth.

"If y-you'll take your clothes off, too," he had stammered.

Lying naked on the soft rug, Brad moved his hand down and touched the juice-drenched pussy hairs around her hot, golden-furred cunt. Slowly he moved his finger in and out of the wet, fleshy softness of her puffy slit while she lewdly undulated her writhing crotch against his skewering finger.

Brad slowly became aware that she was massaging his massive balls and stroking his excruciatingly hard cock at a much more rapid rhythm. Suddenly his whole body tensed. Without warning a stream of hot cum gushed out of his pulsing dick and shot all over his bare chest and stomach. His whole body shook violently as his shrinking prick continued to spurt out wads of jizz. He had lamed exhausted for several minutes, unable to believe what had happened. Cindy quietly left the room, returning immediately to gently clean his chest and crotch off with a damn cloth.

"God, that was wonderful," he whispered to the soft face above him.

"What the hell do you mean, was?" she laughed. "You got yours off. Now it's my turn."

"I'm afraid I'm all through," he muttered.

"That's what you think, baby," she smiled as she lowered her head and took his limp prick in her wet, luscious mouth. Brad lay motionless as her hot tongue softly swirled around the soft rod resting in the warm depths of her mouth. She slowly and tenderly caressed his balls as she continued sucking his slowly expanding prick. Brad suddenly felt his cock start throbbing when he became conscious of Cindy's delicate finger poking gently around the rim of his asshole. When her finger had finally slipped into his sensitive bung, his cock sprang to full erection. Cindy removed the stiff cock from her mouth and began salaciously sliding her passion-crazed lips and tongue up and down the underside of his trembling shaft. She had moved her tongue madly around the base of his cock until she gently sucked his lust-inflated balls deep into her hot mouth. She had frantically tongue-washed his balls until his bloated scrotum glistened obscenely with hex warm, abundant saliva.

Suddenly she rolled on her back, clutching arid tearing at her lust-inflamed slit.

"Come on, honey," she whispered. "Put it in, but be careful with that big cock."

Brad had knelt between her outspread legs, planing the head of his huge dong against her wetly quivering pussylips. As he pushed gently forward, his tool slipped up over her slippery slit to her stomach. Cindy quickly grasped the bulging shaft in one hand as she gently spread her hot cuntlips to help him enter. Clenching her teeth, Cindy felt his huge knob slowly forcing her cuntlips apart.

"Oh, God, stop a minute, honey!" she gasped when her aunt hole had stretched to take about two inches of his thick meat.

"Let's just lie still for a minute before you go in any deeper."

Cindy had pulled his lips down to her open mouth as his huge cock painfully extended the stretched membranes of her slippery twat.

Brad's whole body quivered with uncontrollable passion as he felt her soft cunt walls squeeze the head of his tense prick.

"Oh, God, Brad!" she screamed as he involuntarily shoved a deeper into her cunt.

"I'm sorry, honey," he had whispered, feeling his whole body shaking out of control.

"That's all right, darling. Now try putting it in just a further. That's right. Slow, slow. Keep it coming, darling. Oh, my God, Brad! Further… Further… Oh, God! Ohhhh, darling. Aaaaahhh! Keep it coming! Aaaaiiieee! Oh, shit, Brad, it's clear up in my belly. God, honey, what a cock! I've never taken so much cock in my life. Now fuck me sweet and slow."

Brad began slowly drawing his prick about halfway out, then pushing it gently back into her wetly clinging pussy.

"Oh, God," she moaned as his massive cock began fucking in and put of her hole like a well-oiled piston.

"Now faster, darling," she whined, grasping him tighter in her arms.

"Oh, yes, that's it! Oh, faster, darling, faster! Harder, Brad, harder! Bang me, darling, bang me harder! Aaaaahhh!! I'm gonna come, Brad. Harder! Fuck me harder! Make me come, darling! I'm almost there, baby!"

It was at that very moment that for the second time that evening, his balls exploded, releasing a torrent of fuck juice that gushed deep into Cindy's quivering cunt.

Brad remembered how his clumsiness had brought sobbing tears of frustration from Cindy's shaking body, but that had been many months ago. Now, their perfectly timed bodies played a sexual symphony of perfect harmony.

As Brad's thoughts snapped back to reality, he was aware of Mrs. Reynolds staring wildly at his crotch. Her eyes seemed almost dazed, and her lips were drawn tautly back over her glistening white teeth. Glancing down, Brad realized that his reminiscing had induced an unbelievably big hard-on. His massive cock was virtually pounding out against the denim cloth of his tight-fitting cutoffs.

Only moments earlier, Margaret Reynolds had been discussing the upcoming party with the couple when her eyes had been drawn to the throbbing bulge in Brad's crotch. She had looked up at his face to find his eyes staring blankly into eternity. His thoughts were obviously miles away. A flame seared through Margaret Reynolds' cunt as she watched the huge cock bulge moving violently under the tightly stretched denims. She could hardly breathe as she stared at the lewdly throbbing hard-on.

She quickly averted her gaze when she saw him staring at her as he returned to reality. Embarrassed, Brad quickly got up and turned toward the house, where he said he was going for a drink of water. As Margaret Reynolds watched his strong muscular body moving across the lawn, she became acutely aware that her panties were completely soaked with hot cunt juice.

"Well, kids," she smiled when Brad returned. "Let's start setting up the tables."

"Where do you want the buffet set?" Brad asked as they moved across the pass.

For the next couple of hours it was a beehive of activity as Margaret direction the arrangements.

Once Brad had noticed Mrs. Reynolds staring at his crotch while he was on a ladder stringing lights. Brad thought what a damned good-looking woman she was for being the mother of a daughter. Mrs. Reynolds was a slender woman of medium height with smoldering green eyes and short-cropped red hair. Her body was firm and lithe with no sag to her flat, hard stomach that was generously revealed between her white shorts and amply filled halter. Her body glistened with a golden tan, interspersed with small freckles sprinkled across her nose and shoulders. As she turned away, Brad became aware, for the first time, of her sensuous hip movements, and for a fleeting moment, wondered just what kind of a fuck his girl's mother would be.

Ever since she had seen that huge pulsating bulge in Brad's crotch, the whole morning had been tense for Margaret. As they worked, she kept thinking about it and wondering if her daughter was being fucked by that luscious big cock. Hot tingles rushed through her cunt as she thought of Cindy fucking with him.

As they stepped back, assessing the results of their labors, Cindy suddenly blurted, "Oh damn, Brad, I'm late for my tennis classes! Would you mind driving me over to the club?"

"Cindy," smiled her mother, "why don't you take my car? I won't need it today, and I'd like Brad to help me with a couples more things."

"Okay, Mom," Cindy flipped over her shoulder as she bounced into the house to change.