Pamela Cooper: Suck fest family

"Unh, unit ummmfff," her protests were strangled gasps as his tongue and mouth muffled her voice. She felt as if she had gotten into a wrestling match with a grizzly bear as his free hand began roaming freely over her body.

She tried to push his hands away but she might as well have been wrestling with a bear for all the good it did her. Her hands seemed to be those of a small child trying to stop an adult from tickling her.

"No!" she screamed, finally pulling her mouth free from his. But the teen only moved his attacking lips and strong teeth downward to her free tit.

"Ummmmff," he grunted, licking and slurping at her already hard nipples.

The nubbins of flesh leaped upward against his mouth, seeking its heat and wetness, searching for the lashing tongue that teased all around her areola. It was almost as if Marge'stits, ass, and cunt had lives separate from the rest of her body. Nothing her head said had any effect on them. They went on their merry way, carrying her from one debauch to the next, driving her crazy with passion and pulling her into every form of sexual abandon.

Downward and ever downward, Dave's hand caressed Marge's quivering stomach muscles, playing around her navel, twisting the ringlets of her fiery-red, pussy hairs. His fingers danced and dragged across her thighs, making the mortified woman shiver in spite of herself.

She could feel the first flow of juice as it ran from the lips of her cunt and seeped between the flesh of her tightly closed thighs.

She knew that it was only a matter of time before his assault was more than her cock hungry body could tolerate. Then her legs would fly open to pull him into her belly.

She looked across the room and saw that Debbie and Randy had wasted no time on their own. The girl had finished stepping out of her jeans and now the two were locked together passionately. Their hands roamed each other's private wilds and sensitive flesh with familiarity that only comes from practice. Marge knew that there was nothing she could do to stop what must happen.

With a soft moan in the back of her throat, the older woman let the firm lengths of her thighs fall open to his attack. Pave swooped inside, his hand like a bird of prey that waitedto attack a helpless rabbit and then lunged in for the kill.

Gently at first, and then harder and rougher, his fingertips traced the outline of her cunt. The lips rippled with her lust, straining outward to reveal the dripping pink meat that hid behind them. Her clit vibrated from its own heat, and when Dave's finger finally did reach it, the tiny slab of flesh seemed to sing its own separate song of passion. The feeling ripped through Marge's belly like a sharp, sweet blade. She felt a scream rising from her very guts.

"Aaaaaaaieeeeee!" she shrieked. But the sound came from somewhere else, someplace Marge had never known existed before the rough teen had attacked her body.

She felt his fingers dip far into her cunt, smearing the walls of her cunt with the same moisture they themselves had created.

Delving, pushing, diving ever further, the teen's hot fingertips finally reached his goal, the back wall of her cunt. When he managed to touch that tender target, her body convulsed all over with the shock. The rough pads of his fingers dragged harshly across the sensitive flesh, raking it with his calluses, sending fiery lances ripping through her insides.

"Oh my God!" she grunted between clenched teeth. "I've got to have you there. I want your cock shoved all the way into my guts!"Don't worry," the teen leered, abandoning her overworked tit. "You're gonna get justexactly what you want. But this time I'm gonna let you do some of the work instead."

In an instant the teen rolled over onto his back and pulled the startled Marge onto his chest and belly. She felt herself lifted into the air like a rag doll in a child's hands, and she knew what was expected of her. The thought filled her mind with horror.

"Oh, Dave, no!" she shrieked as she could feel the head of his monster cock bouncing and bobbing against the gaping lips of her pussy.

Looking down, she could see the entire length of his prick as it rose like a tower between her legs. The head seemed to be sniffing upward in its attempt to reach her dripping cunt. The thought of taking him from this position was more than she could imagine enduring.

My God, the terrified woman s mind screamed, he'll rip my guts out for real from this position. There's no way I can take all of that bull-cock sitting up on it.

"Take it, baby," he leered upward, holding her eyes with the sheer magnitude of his lust. "I'm gonna push that hot cock all the way into the bottom of your pretty throat."

"No, Dave, please," she begged.

"Take it, goddamnit!" he snarled. "Get a nice hot handful and guide it home to that soppy trench of yours."

She did as she was told, realizing then that she had no choice in the matter.

The head seemed to pant as she held thecockshaft and the teen began lowering her slowly onto his monster. It lodged between her quivering, wet cunt lips and throbbed, sending the first shivers of joy rippling softly through Marge's already churning insides.

Further and further, he let Marge slip down the length of his slab of cockmeat. When he was well lodged in her depths, the teen let her fall.

"Aaaaaaarghhbhh!" the woman screamed with every ounce of strength remaining in her tortured body. A spear of flame had ripped through her fiery bush, stabbing through the soft beauty of her pink pussy meat and piercing deep, sending excruciating pain all the way up into her tits.

"Oh God, Dave," she whimpered, "let me up. I can't… stand it. It hurts tooo much!"

"No way," the teen teased, locking his heels high on the bed and beginning to hunch up and down with his hips. "You ain't felt nothin' yet."

Out, out, and out further still, he slid the greasy length of his-cock until only the head remained inside Marge's torn cunt. Then he shoved back again. Deeper and deeper, he let his prick slide until their separate bushes merged into one tangled jungle of red and black. Again the head was buried so deep that Marge had to wonder if he had actually pushed his cock all the way into the channel of her tubes.

Pain, screaming, acid pain, flames and hotiron seemed to lick and stab into her guts with the return of his prick. And then again, he began the process.

I have to pass out, she told herself. It's the only way I can survive all this pain. There's no way I can keep my sanity unless I pass out.

Yet the peace of sleep eluded her ravaged mind. Over and over he entered and then deserted her cunt Time and again he forced her body up and down on his huge cock.

It was with surprise that Marge decided that her body must have gone numb because the pain had died to only a faint throbbing deep in her guts. It was no worse than any virgin might feel on her wedding night when her new husband took her for the first time.

It was only a warm spot that glowed and pulsed somewhere in the hidden reaches of her belly at first, but it quickly began to grow. Soon her wet, meaty cunt began trembling with its own heat.

Oh Christ, she thought to herself with delight, I've done it. I've actually done it. I've managed to take him all the way into my cunt!

"Yesssss," she whimpered softly. Then she screamed, "Christ, yes! Fuck it, baby! Fuck momma's cunt out deep and hard! Burn it up!"

"You got it, bitch!" Dave grunted as he began hunching faster and matching his rhythm to Marge's own increased pumping of his big prick. "I knew you'd come around to my way of thinking.

His hands slid upward, sending small shocks through her guts. He grabbed a double handful of quivering tit-meat and pulled her forward and down so that he could bite and chew on the blood-reddened flesh of her rubbery nipples.