Rudy Taylor - The neighbor_s daughter

"Oh God, baby, keep it hard for me," she whispered as Bill Denton's well-oiled dong was bringing her closer and closer to a climax. Suddenly she felt his hot cum splash out into her tingling twat. As his fuck juice gushed against her sensitive cunt walls, Cindy exploded with her own trembling, shuddering climax.

She clung to Brad's soft wet cock as Bill's sperm continued filling her cunt with sporadic squirts. Her own orgasm kept surging violently through her warm trembling body. As she drifted quietly back to reality, Cindy felt Brad's sticky limp prick in her hand.

"Oh, Brad, please don't quit now," she whispered hoarsely as she crawled up and inserted his wet, limp prick into her mouth. Slowly she licked the juices and marveled at the taste of his cum mixed with the unfamiliar taste of Kay's abundant pussy juice. As she frantically licked and sucked the not-unpleasant cream, she felt Brad's prick begin swelling in her mouth. As it reached full erection, she slid her wet lips delicately over and around his great knob. As she lay on her side with his cock deep in her mouth, her juicy pussy began to tingle wildly. As her mouth worked faster and deeper over his now straining cock, she became more acutely aware of the wild flaming passions racing through her quivering cunt. Absently glancing down, she saw Kay's smoky green eyes peering over her belly. Kay's frantically contorted white face was smeared with Cindy's cunt juice as her bright-red tongue licked deeply into Cindy's quivering gash. Cindy arched her hips slightly to give Kay's tongue better access to her slavering cunt as she continued to frantically suck on Brad's cock.

Cindy was acutely aware of the wild slurping sounds of Kay's whirling tongue, reaching heretofore unknown nerve centers of her pussy.

Hat scorching flames of passion seared through Cindy's body as the lascivious tongue whirled maddeningly around her erect clitoris. Suddenly Cindy became aware from the uncontrollable spasms of Brad's cock that he was reaching a climax. She plunged his cockhead deeper into her throat as his hot creamy cum gushed wildly into her mouth. Frantically sucking more of it out of his pulsing, jerking knob, her own body went into a mighty convulsion as Kay's experienced tongue brought her to a thundering, traumatic orgasm, never experienced before in her entire life.

It was almost daylight before Brad and Cindy walked wearily home.

"Gee, that was really something," muttered Brad as they approached Cindy's house.

"Oh, God, Brad," she whispered. "That really turned me on watching you fuck another woman with that big cock of yours. It still leaves me shaky to think about it."

The rest of the summer moved lazily along in Clarksville. Brad and Cindy spent as much time as possible indulging in their favorite pastime of fucking. About once a week they would drop over to the Dentons for another mind-blowing fuck-fest where Kay's sexually depraved mind always seemed to dream up new and wilder innovations, making each party more lascivious than the last. Occasionally, friends of the Dentons would come out from Chicago and join them, which meant new cocks and cunts to add to the excitement. Occasionally Brad would go over and give Cindy's mother a wild fuck when they knew Cindy was tied up with one of her many community activities.

As the end of summer approached, it was decided that Cindy could go into the city for a couple of days to shop for new school clothes. At first her mother was opposed to the idea, as Cindy had never been to the city alone, but when Brad's mother told Mrs. Reynolds that she was going to be in the city that week with her husband on business, Mrs. Reynolds relented. Brad's mother said they would make reservations for Cindy at the same hotel they were staying and would even meet Cindy's train. Cindy was filled with excitement when the big day arrived. She knew she would miss Brad, but the thought of shopping in the big stores and eating in nice restaurants added to her excitement. Cindy's mother drove her to the station, and after a couple laughing hugs and a wave, Margaret left, as she had to do some marketing. It was only when she reached the ticket window that Cindy realized she hadn't transferred her wallet into the purse she was carrying. She only had fifteen or twenty dollars with her. Realizing that she must rush home for her wallet, she telephoned the hotel in the city. When the desk clerk informed her that the Kirkwoods were out but were expected back soon, she left word that she had missed her train but would arrive on the 6:35. Then she hailed a cab and headed for home. It was only a few minutes drive and she asked the driver to wait while she dashed inside. She found her wallet, and after checking its contents, she started out of the house. She suddenly stopped when she heard a sound coming from her mother's room. Though she knew her mother was out shopping, she turned the handle and walked in. Cindy's whole body froze as she stared at her mother's tanned naked legs waving lewdly in the air with Brad's ass and legs driving madly between them.

"Oh, God, Brad, fuck me harder," her mother was moaning in a slutty gutter voice. "Fuck me, Brad, honey! Drive that beautiful big cock in deeper!"

The whole room was shaking as they clung tightly to each other's slithering, sweaty bodies. The sound of wet slapping flesh rang in Cindy's ears while Brad gasped and grunted, ferociously pounding his huge slippery cock deep into her mother's trembling aunt.

"Oh, God, Brad!" her mother screamed. "I'm going to come! Harder! Faster! Oh fuck, honey, fuck! Oh, God, I'm coming!"

Her voice trailed off into a deep shuddering moan as she thrust her hips up against him. Then her whole body was swallowed up by a shuddering, overwhelming orgasm.

When Margaret slowly opened her eyes, she saw Cindy staring at her from the foot of the bed. Frantically she pushed Brad off and jumped to her feet, searching madly around for something to cover her sweaty, naked body, so degradingly exposed to Cindy's steely stare. As she tried to cover her aunt with her hands, her normally tanned body turned a cold clammy gray.

"You bitch," Cindy snarled between clenched teeth.

Turning slowly, she looked at Brad sitting on the edge of the bed with gobs of cum dripping down onto his balls.

"You rotten bastard," she hissed in a deep shaking voice. "You dirty rotten bastard."

"What are you so uptight about?" he snapped. "You're always raving about how you get turned on watching me screw broads."

"But not my mother, you asshole!" she screamed.

The room was wrapped in an eerie silence as Cindy stared at them, trying to control her shaking knees.

"I hope you fuck each other to death for the next two days," she kissed in a low controlled voice to Brad, "because you're never going to put that filthy, slimy cock in this baby's cunt again."

She turned back to Brad as she reached the door. "You dirty, rotten mother-fucker!"

Cindy was shaking violently as she entered the cab and assured the driver she was just fine when he asked her if anything was wrong. Everything seemed like a wild spinning indistinct nightmare as she tremblingly bought her ticket and found her way to a window seat on the train. Her head was whirling as faceless people sat and moved around in the coach car while the parched fields flashed past her unseeing eyes. She could only see her mother's naked legs waving lasciviously in the air. Her ears were pounding with her mother's groans and cries as Brad fucked her furiously.

Finally she began to calm down as the train rumbled noisily past the small villages that dotted the rolling landscape.

"I'll get even with that bastard," she hissed under her breath. "I'll get even with that bastard."

As the train slowed and glided into the station, she had a sudden revulsion of meeting the parents of the boy who was now probably still slopping around in bed with her mother.