Ray Todd: Hot wild family

Peggy Baxter was filled with pride as she sat watching her beautiful teenaged daughter waiting for her date to pick her up. Sherry Baxter was an extremely animated girl with expressive blue eyes and silky blonde hair that fell far below her shoulders. As Sherry moved restlessly around the room, Peggy couldn't help but notice how the youngster's narrow waist seemed to emphasize the soft roundness of her hips and the generous size of her big firm tits.

Staring at the lovely girl, Peggy hoped that Sherry's future would be more fulfilling than her own. Not that Peggy had a bad life, but she had a constant nagging feeling that somehow, someway, there was something missing. Her husband, Fred Baxter, was a handsome man and an exceptionally good provider, yet Peggy wanted something more, and she didn't know what it was. She supposed their sex life was as normal as anyone else's, but it wasn't quite what she wanted. She always anticipated that something sensational would happen when they fucked, but when it was over and Fred had fallen asleep, she always felt empty and frustrated. She never experienced the flashing lights and bells with her orgasms that so many writers had described, and she had finally decided that the mind-blowing climaxes she'd read about were only in the authors' imaginations. Still, she realized what a fine man her husband was, and she had Sherry and her son, Chuck. The woman knew she should be contented and happy, yet she wasn't.

"Hi, Dad," smiled Sherry when her father entered the room.

Sherry had a deep love and respect for her father, and as far as she was concerned, there wasn't another man in the world as handsome or as wonderful as he was. That's why she'd been attracted to her boyfriend, Randy Walters. He had the same thick wavy hair as her dad, and Sherry could hardly wait for the day when Randy's temples would be flecked with gray, too.

"Hello, honey," her father beamed at her. "Are you staying home this evening?"

"Nope," the girl answered. "Randy's taking me to a movie, but I'll be home early."

"Where's Chuck?" he asked, turning to his wife.

"Have you forgotten," Peggy smiled. "He's gone on that Boy Scout bivouac for two days."

The conversation was interrupted by the sound of a car horn. "That's Randy now," Sherry said as she quickly kissed her parents and flew out the door.

"Hi, honey," Randy smiled as she jumped into his car.

"Hi, guy," she whispered, sliding up close to him as he drove away from the curb.

Later, when they returned from the movie, he drove into her driveway and turned out the lights. Switching off the ignition, he put his arms around Sherry and drew her soft moist lips to his.

"Oh, darling," he whispered when their lips I finally parted. "I love the way you kiss."

"And I love the way you kiss," sighed the pretty little blonde.

As much as Sherry enjoyed necking with Randy, she was still a virgin and she intended to stay that way. She would occasionally let him play with her tits through her blouse or sweater, but that was as far as she would ever let him. She was very fond of him and even thought she might be in love. He was a powerful-looking youth of nineteen with a handsome face and a head of thick dark hair. Sherry loved the way he kissed her; it made her pussy all warm and itchy, and this never failed to frighten her a little. She always got hot and creamy between her legs when they kissed, and she had to fight back the desires that flooded through her body. Tonight she was unusually aroused as Randy continued kissing her while his hands rubbed her tingling tits through the thin material of her blouse.

Sherry was so excited that she hardly realized it when he slipped one of his hands up under her blouse.

"Please don't," Sherry whispered when she became aware of his thumb and forefinger tweaking her nipple.

Silencing her by covering her lips with his mouth, he continued deliciously teasing her erect titty-bud. Sherry knew she should pull his hand away, but it felt so good that she decided to let him continue for a few moments. She was acutely aware of the hot juices oozing out from between her legs as the handsome youth kneaded and squeezed her deliciously bare tits. God, how she loved the feel of his fingers on her tingling naked flesh.

"Oh, honey," she whispered, passionately tonguing his earlobe. "I know it's naughty of me to let you do this, but, gosh, it feels so neat."

The beautiful blonde was so completely turned on that she wasn't aware that Randy had unbuttoned the front of her blouse until he lowered his face and sucked one of her big swollen nipples into his mouth.

"NO!" she gasped, trying to push him away when she realized what was happening.

No matter how hard she tried, Sherry was unable to push him away from her tits. With his lips locked tightly over her tit, Randy was vigorously sucking as his tongue teased deliciously around her quivering titty-bud.

"Don't," she whispered without much conviction, not really wanting him to stop, but, knowing she couldn't let it go on. "Please stop it, honey."

He completely ignored her pleading, and her own body was slowly succumbing to the forbidden pleasure she was experiencing. Her I deliciously swollen rippled revere burning with such an erotic warmth that the excited young girl could hardly breathe. Finally giving up the struggle, Sherry rested her head on the back of the seat, thoroughly enjoying the intense ecstasy that was flooding through her body. Unaware of what she was doing, the cute blonde was unconsciously digging her fingers into his thick dark hair, pulling his mouth tighter against her burning tit.

"Oh, Randy," she softly moaned. "That feels so good, darling."

Sherry suddenly wondered why she hadn't let him do this a long time ago. Writhing back against the seat, the little turned-on blonde was enjoying every forbidden moment of this assault on her tingling titty.

Completely consumed by the intense ecstasy she was feeling, Sherry was unaware of his hand creeping up between her thighs until he wormed his finger up under her wet panties and into her hot, juicy little slit.

"No!" she shrieked, sitting bolt upright on the seat, jerking her nipple out of his sucking mouth. "Stop that!"

Completely ignoring her cries, Randy kept his thick middle finger deeply embedded in the slick warmth of her slippery little cunt.

"GODDAMN IT, STOP!" she shouted, trying without success to jerk his hand out from between her legs.

"Stop shouting," he panted. "I'm not hurting you."

"The hell you're not," she angrily hissed. "Just get your rotten finger out of me."

"Oh, shut up and relax," gasped the big strong youth, trying to work his finger even deeper into her slippery little slit.

"You rotten bastard!" she whimpered. "Stop it!"

"No!"

"You'll pay for this," sobbed Sherry. "I'll get even with you if it's the last thing I ever do."

Completely ignoring the girl, Randy gripped her more tightly as he worked his finger even deeper into her juicy little pussy.

"You dirty asshole!" Sherry hissed, trying to bite him. "I'm gonna kill you!"

"Oh, be quiet," he panted. "Why don't you relax and enjoy yourself?"

"You filthy pig!" she sobbed. "I can't believe you'd do this to me."

"Bullshit!" he panted. "You would really enjoy it if you'd stop acting so stupid."

"Like hell I would, you rotten asshole!"

Holding the angry girl tightly in his arm, he began plunging his finger in and out of her juicy little swat.

"God, I hate you!" Sherry sobbed, throwing her head against the beck of the car seat.