John Douglas - Stepmother Lover

Without intention, she loosened the walls of her cunt to permit the huge prick's full length, and she gasped at the delicious filling as Ted's balls pressed their rolling bulk against her flexing anus. Then, as the lad's hips lifted, she squeezed the retreating shaft with rippling contractions of her vaginal muscles, a movement which produced a sucking vacuum that made Ted groan with delight.

Her legs climbed higher around his pounding body, elevating her hips as he fucked her with a furious harshness, his prick forcing the accumulated juices from her pussy to trickle down the crack of her ass, the slippery effluvium smeared by the repeated slapping of his heavy nuts.

Ted shifted into the short rows just as Dorothy's cunt exploded in an orgasm that sent convulsive tremors throughout her body, and she cried out with the incredible pleasure of the deep jabs that massaged her clitoris and hammered at her spasming womb. Unknowingly and wildly, she clawed at his arched back as his prick leapt inside her grinding cunt, its spurting come bathing the dancing nerve-endings in the deepest recesses of that undulating corridor. Her own juices seemed to gush from some pulsating spring, forcing their way past his hilted prick to spill out over his balls where they rolled and shuddered in the crack of her wildly thrashing ass.

Dorothy felt the cock suck its way out of her pussy, and she groaned her welcome to the soft lips that claimed the gurgling crevice. Her hands sought Linda's head, pushing the girl's mouth more firmly against her cunt. A hot tongue slithered up into the cream-filled slit and Dorothy sighed at the suction that began drawing Ted's semen out of her belly.

Opening her eyes, she saw her stepson fit his slippery cock between Linda's thighs. The girl's reactive tremor told her that Ted was forcing the still-hard shaft back into the newly opened channel of her pussy, its lips and walls still wet with his initial assault.

As the prick began stroking, Ted's rhythmic hunches pushed Linda's face against Dorothy's sopping crotch, and the girl's tongue bored deeper into the sensitive crack of pliant flesh. She swallowed repeatedly as the mixture of semen and vaginal juice filled her mouth, her eager gulps interspersed with grunts of pleasure as her brother's cock drove in and out of her spasming pussy.

Their orgasms were noisy, and the bed shook with the prolonged writhings of the three naked bodies as the waves of ecstasy peaked and subsided, leaving them drained, but still hungry for a blending of their passion-swollen organs. It was daylight before sleep replaced desire.

"I won't do it!" Ralph Porter exclaimed angrily, springing to his feet and pacing back and forth before the desk where Ted sat, watching his reaction with an amused smile. From their chairs, Joyce, Susan and Clyde maintained a waiting silence as Ralph placed his palms on the desk and glared at his nephew with hate-filled eyes.

"You've turned us into animals!" he grated. "Now, you expect me to stand by and watch you rape my youngest daughter! By God, I won't do it!"

Ted leaned forward without losing his faint smile. "Sit down, Uncle Ralph," he said quietly. "Before you blow the whole deal, there's something I think you should know."

He opened a drawer of the desk and extracted a folded paper, tapping it on the desk top as he continued. Ralph straightened and stepped backward to slump heavily into a chair beside his wife. His eyes were still angry, but he listened as the youth explained.

"You have a pretty good idea of what this farm is worth," Ted said, his gaze moving from face to face. "You also know how much you'll have if you call it quits and go home." He shook his head. "None of you wants to give all this up. Hell! You've got anything you want."

"Everything but dignity!" Ralph grated, avoiding Ted's eyes.

"OK," the youth retorted. "So you're still on that old-fashioned morality kick. Is it worth a third-interest in this estate?"

Ralph's head snapped up and his mouth opened, his lips working for a moment before the words tumbled out. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I've been doing a little more than screwing Joyce and Susan," Ted grinned. "I had the attorney draw up this paper for me. It divides the entire estate into three equal shares. Dorothy gets a share, all of you get a share, and Linda and I get one."

"My God!" Joyce exclaimed, reaching over to clutch Ralph's arm in her excitement. "Do you realize how much money that is?"

Ralph's face was flushed as he demanded, "What do we have to do for all this?"

"Just stop making waves, Uncle Ralph," Ted replied. "I'll be leaving for college in a couple of months, and I want to have fun between now and then. His eyes flashed back and forth between Joyce and Susan, lingering on their prominent breasts and full lips. "I plan on studying like hell, so I won't have time for balling for the next few years.

But, I have the time now."

Ralph's shoulders slumped in resignation. "In other words," he said slowly, "you plan to tear up that paper if I don't let you rape Beth."

"I don't want permission," Ted answered in a soft voice. "I want cooperation from all of you."

"Agree, Ralph," Joyce urged. "Beth's not a child anymore!"

"I'd love to see her take it!" exclaimed Susan.

Clyde shifted his legs, exposing a huge bulge at his crotch. "I'd love to give it to her!" he murmured, closing his fingers about the swelling. "Jesus!"

Susan turned an accusing face at her father. "I've seen you watching Beth and me," she announced dramatically. "I'll bet you'd do it to either one of us if you had the chance."

Ralph opened his mouth to deny the accusation, then closed it without speaking. He turned to Ted.

"All right," he sighed. "I don't see how we can get any worse. We'll do whatever you say, Ted."

"Good," the boy answered, his smile broadening. "Now, listen closely."

Fifteen minutes later, Ted and Clyde were busy in the latter's bedroom, shoving the furniture back against the walls, then dragging the mattresses from the bed and placing them on the floor. From another bedroom, they carried a second set of mattresses, fitting them alongside the others to shape a makeshift bed that covered almost the entire floor.

"Christ!" Clyde hissed surveying the result of their labor. "Just thinking about all of us on there is enough to make me come!"

"Save it, old buddy," Ted laughed. "We've got five horny females and there are just three of us."

"Yeah," Clyde grinned, jabbing a finger at Ted's crotch. "But I'll bet you end up sticking that damned pole in every one of them."

"You'll get your share of pussy," Ted assured his cousin. "Tonight we don't stop for anything."

He stretched his arms above his head with an exaggerated yawn, the motion tightening his slacks across the pronounced outline of his huge cock. Clyde's eyes flickered down at the lengthy bulge and his lashes lowered, a faint blush spreading over his handsome face.

Ted saw the lad's glance and his own lips curled in a slight smile of understanding. Deliberately, he dropped his arms and framed his crotch with curled fingers, pushing the bulk of his prick and balls into greater prominence.

"Don't be ashamed, Clyde," he said gently. "Just remember what I said about tonight. Anything goes."

Clyde's tongue slid across his full lips, questioning and uncertain.

"Jesus!" he whispered. "Oh, sweet Jesus!"

Dorothy and Linda were instructed as to their roles, and both agreed with anticipatory smiles. Only Beth remained ignorant of Ted's plans until Joyce, leaning across the dinner table, read her lines with amazing sincerity.

"Beth, darling," she said with an apologetic smile, "I know you don't approve of some of the things that have been going on. However, tonight is a very special night. We're all going to watch something I'm sure you'll enjoy."