Phillip Milner - Her mother_s lover

"Migod," exclaimed the one who was screwing her rectum, "look at this, I might get a shit-clap!" Apparently the pumping action of his cock had smeared it with some of her brown fecal matter and was creaming over onto her asscheeks and his cock as well.

"Serves the horny little bastard right!" she gloated, "Now he'll think twice about shoving it into assholes!"

But he still continued to fuck her rectum until she began to feel an extra twitching in his shaft, an indication that he would soon come.

"C'mon, shoot your loads, boys! Let it rip," she encouraged them. The sooner they would come, the sooner they would pull their dicks out of her aching cunt and asshole.

She was right about her anus-fucker. His cock began to twitch and jerk in her asshole, and she wriggled to make him come faster. He shot his load high into her rectum, moaning, "This is the best asshole hump I've had in a long time! Wriggle it, babe, I'm shooting my wad!"

She felt the hot sperm in her anus and was glad as his cock became limp and slid out of her crack. She imagined how her asscheeks must look, especially after what he had said about a "shit-clap". She was ashamed and embarrassed before the people she knew were watching.

But as much as her asshole hurt her, Howie's cock, still screwing her cunt vigorously was giving her hot pussy-pleasure now. She could feel twitching high up in her vagina which meant she was about to come.

"Howie, make me come, I've just got to come! Fuck me, fuck me with your big cock!" she wailed.

Her ass was wriggling and her cuntlips literally curling around his cock as he kept ramming it brutally into her cunt. His balls were slapping wetly at her cuntlips at the peak of every one of his thrusts.

"This dame looks like a real hot fucker!" she heard one of the boys exclaim. "Wonder if she's a nympho and needs all that cock, or if it's just the LSD?"

She no longer cared what anyone said about her, all that mattered was Howie's cock, shoving up into her cunt with steam-roller force.

She felt his cock twitch, jerk and then he gave a mighty thrust and her whole vagina felt the spurting gush of his hot come.

"I'm coming," she wailed, "your come is making me come! Migod, I'm coming… it's like I never came before!"

She rested on her back as she felt his cock slip limply from her sperm-flooded cunt.

As if in a dream, she heard Ralph's voice saying, "This broad really likes cock so much, it's a shame to keep it from her. Excuse me while I tear off a piece. As some of you guys have found out already, 'that's eatin' stuff'!"

She lay back on the cushions in a daze, felt her legs being parted and Ralph's cock was thrusting into her sperm-drenched twat. She responded, with her cunt riding his stiff dick as if he were the first man in her twat that evening. Apparently the LSD had affected her in a peculiar way, because she came ecstatically and convulsively with Ralph too.

After Ralph, it didn't seem to make any difference. She loved everyone, people were wonderful. She'd show them she was a good sport!

"I love everybody here!" she announced to the party in general. "I want to fuck everybody here! Come an' get it, boys!"

Charisse, after all, was quite an attractive girl and she didn't have to ask twice. There wasn't a boy at Sally's place to whom she didn't freely give her cunt that memorable night.

In the morning, she awoke feeling very tired and sore between the legs.

"Hello there, sex-champ of Greystone!" Debbie greeted her, "I thought you'd never stop frigging. Do you remember asking Sally if she had a dildo? I think you wanted to take her on too!"

"Let's get back to Greystone before Miss Pringle misses us," Charisse said in a low voice.

"Don't look so sad, Charisse, honey. I think you're going to be the most sought after and popular girl in town when tonight's party gets breezed about!" Debby said.

"I'd just as soon nobody said anything about what happened tonight!" Charisse answered. "I really think that will be best for all concerned!"

"Sure, sure," Debbie agreed… "I won't say a word – but you know what boys are like…"

Charisse knew too well what boys were like. Tonight's events at the party were going to make her fair game for every hard up prick around town, and there wouldn't be too much she could do about it!

For days after that memorable LSD party, Charisse was in a very mixed-up state. Why had she let herself become part of a real orgy, the star of a "gang-bang"? How could she let herself be screwed by nine different boys in the same night – and in front of Debbie, a classmate! What was she trying to run away from? She couldn't blame it all on the LSD – the drug had only done away with her inhibitions, leaving her free to act as her subconscious really wanted to… But even that wasn't the real picture, she didn't think she was a nymphomaniac. Deep down she felt it had something to do with the feeling she had when she saw Cora using the dildo on her mother, the same feeling she had when Debbie had frigged her with the artificial prick. Was she really a lesbian? Was this the secret knowledge of her inner self she was trying to deny? Perhaps this was what she was trying to blot out with as many male cocks as she could…

One night Debbie had been more insistent than usual that Charisse come out with her and the boys, but Charisse again refused as politely as possible. She wanted to do some reading for a special report in Professor Forbes' psychology class which she had to write and hand in the next day.

"Okay, Miss Goody-Two-Shoes," Debbie had sneered, "I'll leave you a couple of my special scoop-books so that you can look through them later. They'll give you an idea of what you're missing…"

The photos in this book were hotter than Charisse had ever seen, and she became more interested in spite of her good resolutions not to think about sex for awhile. As she gazed upon a giant super-cock ramming into a blissful woman's cunt, or a girl being frigged up her twat, her asshole, and her mouth, all at the same time, she began getting that warm itchy feeling in her vagina again. Her cunt-juice really began to flow as she looked at the next picture. It showed a white girl with two colored men, and what they said about black cock must be true. Their black penises looked like huge bull-cocks, they were too big for human being. One of these enormous cocks was ramming three-quarters of the way up the white girl's anus. The other colored man's dick was in the girl's mouth, but it was so big, she could scarcely get her lips around the head.

Charisse just had on a pair of shortie pajamas, no panties – so the next thing she did came naturally. Her left hand stole down to her pink, moist cuntlips and her forefinger parted them gently. She sighed contentedly as she found her clitoris and lightly moved her finger up and down the sensitive button of flesh.

By an odd coincidence, she was playing to an audience of one, although she was completely unaware of it Professor Forbes, the psychology teacher, had been returning home from a late movie in town. Spotting the tell-tale candle flicker, he remembered the forbidden frigging show he had seen the girls put on before, and decided to get another eyeful. So his eye at the keyhole of Charisse's door was drinking in the sight of a lovely young girl, sexually aroused, and masturbating herself.

Desperately she stopped for a moment and fumbled on the night-table. Her hands found what she was looking for, another unused candle. Quickly she spread her legs a little further apart and inserted the wick end of the white taper slowly into her cunt. There was enough cunt-juice flowing now to lubricate its entrance as she shoved it up her vagina.

Letting go of his huge, erect shaft, Professor Forbes tried the door-knob. The door was open! His burning hard-on and full balls gave him the courage to do what he did next. Casting all caution to the winds, he softly opened the door and approached Charisse on the bed. Her eyes were closed as if in a trance, and she was lying back, her hips wriggling as she kept thrusting the candle up her drooling cunt.