Heather Brown - Door to door wife

They seemed to take it for granted that because they had discovered my pussy was wet, they had a right to take any liberty they pleased with me from that point on. As though it were a foregone conclusion that I would join in with the family fun, Mrs. Fisher reached down and pulled my skirt all the way up. Before I knew it she was running her fingers aver my damp crotch.

"Look at her panties, Art," she said to her husband. "They're so full of juice you can see right through them. Her pussy lips are so large… and look at her sweet little clit poking out near the top."

"I can't wait to see her tits," he enthused.

His fingers flew to the front of my blouse and began unbuttoning. At the same time his wife got rid of my skirt and panties. In less than a minute I was stark naked.

"Let us see her, Mom and Dad," the kids called in unison from the floor.

The parents pulled away from in front of me just enough for me to see Sheila and Teddy. It was obvious they had completed round one of their activity because the girl had fresh cum dribbling down her chin.

"Wow, she's fine!" Teddy declared. As he did so, his dick, temporarily limp after creaming in his sister's mouth, shot back up to attention.

"Teddy's always liked older women," his father informed me.

"Yeah," Sheila giggled. "Ever since Mom broke him in when he was ten."

"Mom… Dad," the boy asked in an ardent voice, "can I be the first one to fuck her?"

"Why don't you ask the nice lady?" his mother smiled sweetly.

Abruptly the parents were hovering over me no longer, and Teddy and I were face to face. Walking toward me, he was preceded by a boner that seemed to have gotten even bigger. I had heard about the tirelessness of these teenage boys, and now I was getting a demonstration firsthand.

I wanted to look away because I knew that was the only decent thing to do. However, I felt uncontrollably more indecent by the second. The fad of the matter was that I was transfixed by the twitching glory of Teddy's adolescent hard-on.

When he had reached me, I felt I had no choice but to reach out and touch him. Needless to say, the first touch of his sinewy teenage prick sealed my fate. Once I'd felt the glorious muscle there was no turning back.

"Oh, look," Sheila pointed out to the others, "her pussy just stained the upholstery when she felt Teddy's cock."

"It's a good thing we had the furniture Scotch-guarded," Mrs. Fisher noted like the efficient homemaker she was. "Pussy juice never comes out otherwise… not to mention sperm."

What they were saying about me was absolutely true. My twat was gushing like an underground spring. If it didn't stop, pretty soon the overflow would be dripping down to the carpet.

While I continued to fondle Teddy's stiff joint, he reached down and grabbed me by the ankles. Pulling my legs straight out, he slid me out of the couch until I dropped to the floor. By the time I landed it must have looked like I was clutching his prick like a quicksand victim hanging onto a branch to keep from going under.

"Please, let go, Mrs. Robinson," he said politely, "I'm ready to fuck you."

With word "fuck", my snatch started creaming up a storm all over again. A dark stain immediately began to spread in a semicircle from between my open thighs.

With the scent of my reeking cunt filling the room like a pungent fog, the boy dropped to his knees with his nose twitching from my odor like a rabbit's smelling fresh lettuce. Licking his lips with rapt anticipation, he began guiding his beautiful dick straight for my gaping cunt.

"That's it, Teddy boy," his big sister encouraged him, "stick it in her. We all want to watch you fuck her."

All of a sudden I could feel the solid rock of his cock-head pressing insistently against my rubbery labia. Then, the turgid purple knob was pushing the lips apart and he was burrowing within me.

One inch… two inches… the entire flange of his phallic crown was plugging the mouth of my twat.

Now, another inch of shaft… then another, and another. Four inches of teenage cock was splitting my pussy.

"Come on, Teddy," his mother implored even more enthusiastically than had his sister, "stick her! Really stick her! Fuck her all the way to your balls!"

And such sweet young balls they were. When I looked down I could see them jiggling in their hairless pink sac. Who knew how much youthfully frothy cum they were churning up to ultimately spew inside my thirsty fuck-hole?

"Unnnnhhh… unnnnhhhh… unnnnhhhhh," the boy grunted as he gave the penetration that extra effort needed to get his cock all the way up my tight cunt.

The others were cheering him on as inch after inch of shaft was swallowed between my wide-open legs. By the time he was finished, one of the cheers was mine.

I let out a long, low moan of appreciation when I finally felt his nuts squashing against the bottom of my box. Now the fucking could really begin in earnest.

I slid completely supine onto the floor, letting the boy fall all the way on top of me. Locked in the standard lovemaking embrace, we began wiggling our hips and moving our asses in unison.

To achieve an even greater sensation of penetration, I wrapped my legs around his waist and gave him a passionate, pelvic tug. His hard-on seemed to tear me in two as it sawed to the furthest depths of my convulsing love-pit.

Now that Teddy and I had gone all the way, it was time for the rest of the Fisher family to get into the act. I could hear them whispering in the background, planning in advance how they would add their bodies to the fray.

The young daughter, Sheila, was the first to make her presence felt. Walking over and straddling my head, she slowly lowered her spread haunches over my twitchingly expectant face.

Her gorgeous honey-pot was a dream as it descended nearer and nearer my watering mouth. Drops of sweet goo dribbled from her scarlet maw, splattering onto my cheeks.

Then, as if in a fantasy, she was sitting on my face. All of a sudden I was smothered by acres of succulent teenage cunt.

My tongue stiffened like an oral hard-on and went immediately inside her delectable gash. The intoxicating taste of her unspoiled adolescent charms was even more divine than I had anticipated. She had muscles inside her youthful slit that could squeeze me all night long.

Then, it was Sheila's mother's turn. Pushing her son's upper body aside, Ruth Fisher sat on my chest and brought her pussy to bear on my throbbing breasts.

The feel of cunt-flesh against tit-flesh was a fantastic thrill… especially when the latter was so sensitive, and the former so luxuriously wet. Needless to say, the sensation was even more complete when she seized one of my nipples and actually inserted it, fuck-style, within her spasming love-hole.

But even humping one of my jugs wasn't enough for the horny Mrs. Fisher. She took hold of the remaining breast, and guided the erect nipple straight for her spike-like clitoris. When they met it was like heaven on earth.

Only Art Fisher remained standing in the wings. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him preparing himself for his assault by stroking his prick. It had grown even more erect during the waiting, and was guaranteed to be a tight fit wherever it inserted itself.

Finally, Art dropped to his knees and crawled toward the lower end of my writhing body. Placing his palms flat against the cheeks of his son's butt, he lifted Teddy up in the air just enough to forge an entrance to my ass. My anus puckered and drooled in anticipation.

Losing no time, Art worked his huge dong between my upraised buns, and zeroed in on my pouting bunghole. Quickly the head of his cock was stimulating the ridges of the diminutive orifice, getting me used to the idea of being fucked in the ass by almost a foot of iron bar.