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Horny Heather

By: GSpotMan



Chapter 1

Heather Moore stood in front of the mirror admiring what the past summer had done to her 18 year-old body. Her breasts had really grown since the last school year and her hips were also quite prominently displayed within the bikini she was wearing. The deep tan really looked good on her and she liked how her 36C breasts were now straining against the confines of her tiny bikini top. While Heather still had several weeks before school started, she wanted to make sure that she was noticed. 

As she continued to gaze at her reflection, her hands involuntarily started to glide over her golden body. Heather's fingers found the strap on her bikini top and she let it fall to the floor. Then staring at her perfect breasts, she started to pull at her nipples and lost in the moment, she muttered to herself, "Ummmm, that always tingles when I do that." 

Still watching herself in the mirror, she amused herself by her own reflection as her hands played with her breasts. Marveling at the changes of her body, Heather's other hand slid inside her bikini bottoms as she began to probe her own sex. Speaking only to herself and with a little girl's giggle she cooed, "Ooooh, I'm so wet".

Heather started to push her finger in and out of her young, teenage snatch and soon, could feel her own body respond. While still standing, her knees bent up and down so that she could ride herself to an orgasm. As she continued to masturbate, her mind flashed by a number of boys in high school as well as a couple of teachers. She imagined their manhood and not her fingers gliding inside of her. Her mind drifted to Mr. Johnson, the shop teacher. She envisioned his stiff pecker invading her hole, and thought about his tongue sliding in and out of her mouth. Those dirty thoughts brought Heather to an immediate climax.  

Heather was always boy crazy and she could rattle off the names of all the boys that she thought were cute. She had kissed several of them and had been felt up by a few of them but so far, she had not had sex. Some of her friends had and she envied them. The closest Heather came to sex was when she jerked off Jim Harris till he spewed all over himself and her hand. It was an amazing experience and he was so pleased with her. 

Heather thought, Jim is so cute, what girl wouldn't want to have their hands on him?  She just loved being caressed and kissed by boys that she was attracted to. Giggling to herself, she realized that she was practically attracted to all of them.  

She already knew that boys as well as men were starting to check her out. Even her dad looked at her differently. There was a longing that she could see in his eyes. Harry Nelson, her next-door neighbor hardly missed an opportunity to come by the backyard when she sunned herself and he was already in his fifties!  Her long chestnut colored hair and hazel eyes were quite captivating. Heather knew that she favored her mother in physical attributes and was thankful for the genes that had been passed down to her.

Heather retied her top and bounced down the stairs to spend a couple of hours sunning. Her mom and dad had both left for work and she went out the back door and situated herself on the chaise lounge for some early morning sun.

Nearly drifting asleep, Heather heard someone say, "Good morning". Looking up, she covered her eyes from the bright sun and noticed that her neighbor Mark was looking at her from over the hedge. Heather always had a crush on Mark. She always thought of him as such a hunk. He was 19 years old and quite handsome. She loved his black hair with a slight curl, dark eyes and physique. My how she loved looking at his tanned body and muscles he built while working with his father in his landscaping business.

"Hi Mark, thought you'd be back to college by now."

"Nope not for a couple of more weeks. Say I have a couple of friends over visiting, why not come on over and have a cold drink with us?"

Heather was elated. Mark had never shown any interest in her before and she thought he was the most good looking man she ever met. She jumped at the chance.

"Sure, sounds great but maybe I should put something on first".

"No, just come on over", and as his eyes danced over Heather's hot body, he continued, "Trust me, you don't need to change a thing!" 

Heather bounded out of her lounge, passed through the gate and was greeted by a broadly smiling Mark. 

"Gee Heather, you look great in that suit. Wow, you have really filled out this summer." 

Heather blushed but loved the attention.

Mark walked Heather into his back yard where she was introduced to Vince and his girlfriend, Bonnie. Vince's eyes roamed all over Heather's tight, body which did not go unnoticed by Bonnie and the look on Bonnie's face made it quite clear that she was not too pleased with Vince's wandering eyes. Heather was unfazed with Bonnie's reaction and loved the attention of the older boys. Walking up to Vince, and still in nothing more than a revealing bikini, she made sure she pushed her chest out a little to keep his attention on her and not on Bonnie. "Vince, so nice to meet you." 

"Nice to meet you too, Heather".

Bonnie said nothing. 

Bonnie had been dating Vince for the past two years.  Vince was attracted to Bonnie for two reasons, she was cute and she put out. Bonnie liked to fuck and Vince was cute and was nice to her. Mark was Vince's best friend and Bonnie really liked being around him as well. Recently, Bonnie and Mark's relationship had also changed into something more than just friends. Just like Heather, Bonnie thought Mark was a stud too and she loved fucking both her boyfriend Vince and his best buddy, Mark.  

That had all started a few weeks back, as Mark, Vince and Bonnie were supposed to go to a party together but Vince was sick so Mark picked up Bonnie and promised his buddy that he would get her home as well. What changed is that when Mark dropped Bonnie off at the end of the evening, she left his car with a pussy full of his cum.  

Since that party, Bonnie would spread her legs or lips for Mark any chance she could. They would fuck, suck, kiss or Mark would feel her up anytime they had a moment where Vince was not around or occupied. 

However, what Bonnie didn't know is that not only did Vince know about their relationship but he also wasn't really sick a couple of weeks back. He had a date with a different girl and he told his best buddy Mark, "Go ahead and bone her if you have a chance." Since that time, the two buddies chatted openly about what was going on. It was a bit of a game between them 

To Bonnie's chagrin, both young men were very talkative with Heather and she was being ignored while this little bitch was getting all of the attention. She really wanted to get a tumble with one of her young men but now, she just felt unappreciated by both of her suitors.

Mark was a little unsure of what he was going to be able to get away with in regard to his intentions with Heather. He thought, "She may only be in high school, but damn she is hot!" Mark wanted to fuck her and was going to make every effort to do so. 


Mark thought, "Heather's body has certainly changed from when they moved into the neighborhood 5 years ago". In fact, until only recently, Mark hardly ever noticed Heather at all. Instead, he always focused on her mom. Ever since the Moore's moved in next door, Mark had always fancied Heather's mom. Mark would hide out in the backyard and spy on Mrs. Moore any time she went into the backyard to sun or to work in the garden. He often went next door to help her with her gardening, using his experience as a landscaper as an excuse for being there. Mrs. Moore always worked in the garden in either a bikini top or halter and Mark got as many peeks at her cleavage as he could. Mark would spend countless times jacking his cock off while thinking about Mrs. Moore's hot body. Now with Heather standing just a few feet away he couldn't get over how much Heather looked like a younger version of her mom. "She is young but maybe she is willing", he thought.

In order to improve his odds, Mark said, "Hey, everybody, want to do a couple of bong hits?" 

Vince said, "cool".

Bonnie said nothing.

Heather, who had never done any kind of drug looked a little worried.

"Ok Heather?", Mark asked reassuringly. 

Wanting so badly to be accepted by Mark, she replied, "Sure".

Mark knew that if he got her stoned, he might be able to peek inside of that bathing suit, so he pulled out a small ceramic pipe and loaded it with some of his stash. Then he fired up his lighter and took a deep draw from the pipe. He then handed it to Vince, then it was handed to Bonnie and finally to Heather. Heather had never done this before but she wanted to appear mature and worldly. So as to not be outdone, she took a huge draw on the pipe and roared with a coughing fit. Her breasts heaved up and down while she desperately attempted to regain her breath. This activity was not lost on Mark or Vince as they clearly enjoyed watching Heather's tits nearly pop out of her suit. 

Wanting to appear concerned, Mark walked up to Heather and put his arm around her to comfort her and feel her soft warm skin around her midriff. Heather loved the feel of Mark's hands on her and not wanting to appear to be a light weight and disappoint Mark, Heather said, "Let me try that again", and this time when she drew in the smoke from the pipe, she held it.

Mark gave Heather a hug, which made Heather feel great and reassured her that she, "belonged". However not one to miss an opportunity, Mark's hands slid down to cup Heather's perky little butt but Heather hardly noticed as the pot was already dimming her senses. Vince noticing that his best buddy copped a little feel on her ass had a huge smile on his face and Bonnie of course, was ambivalent.  

Having never smoked pot before, and with just two tokes, Heather was stoned. Mark said, "Let's go into the house and get something to drink." Heather thought that was a great idea. In fact, she thought anything Mark said was a good idea. She loved being here with him and really enjoyed the way he, and Vince were looking at her. Heather could tell that they liked what they saw and that Bonnie was jealous. Heather thought, "Gee, I am only in High School and I'm making a college girl like Bonnie green with envy."

With a world of confidence and a smile on her face, she bounded into Mark's house with Vince behind her checking out her ass.

As they walked into the kitchen, Mark handed everyone a beer. Heather didn't want to appear a child so she took it, and started to drink it. In moments, she started to realize that she felt good. In fact, she couldn't remember ever feeling better. Between the pot and the first sips of the beer, Heather was enjoying her buzz and loving the attention of these older kids. 

As Mark handed Heather her second beer, he said, "Heather, let me show you the rest of the house." As Mark finished his offer, Heather looked at Vince who just smiled and gave her a wink and then to Bonnie who just rolled her eyes as she was obviously annoyed with her for being there. 

Placing his arm around her, Mark said, "C'mon, I'll show you the upstairs first." As Heather snuggled up to Mark's arm she heard Bonnie dejectedly say, "Yeah right".

Mark walked Heather threw the living room and to the stairs. As they climbed to the top, he walked her into his room first. Heather was for a moment a little apprehensive but Mark being so handsome and being so nice to her, the moment faded quickly and she stepped in without even noticing that Mark had closed the door behind her.

Mark said, "Heather you really look beautiful in that suit" and then he kissed her. Heather knew how to French kiss and responded with great interest to Mark's probing tongue and to his busy hands as they grabbed at her butt. Heather loved the attention and ground her hips into Mark where she could feel the bulge of his penis pushing against her bare belly. In one swift move, Mark had Heather on the bed and he was on top of her.  Heather spread her legs to let him get closer and Mark took that as a very good sign indeed.

Figuring that Heather had never been fucked, Mark took the initiative and breaking the kiss said, "Heather, I am gonna make you feel so good". Heather, stoned and drunk just grinned as she pulled Mark's hungry mouth back to hers. Mark couldn't get over how hot this girl was nor could he ignore that his cock needed some serious relief.

Mark placed his kisses down Heather's neck and licked at her cleavage. Turning onto his side and her turning with him allowed him to get his fingers onto the strings of her bikini top. With little effort the tie came loose and Heather's breasts were free from the suit and covered by Mark's sucking mouth. "Oh, Mark that feels so good.... I love the way your mouth sucks at my nipple."

While Mark continued to work her nipples, his hand found it's way to Heather's crotch. Sliding his hand up and down her sex with only the thinnest of material separating his hands and fingers from their true destination, Heather became lost in her emotions and just laid back and let Mark have his way with her. 

Mark continued to kiss Heather down her abdomen and then as his face neared the V of her legs, he yanked Heather's suit bottoms off. Her pussy lips were swollen with desire and she smelled of a woman, not of a girl. Mark licked his tongue up and down her labia. Heather had never experienced this before but was gonna make sure that she experienced it again. Mark's tongue on her vagina was the most wonderful feeling she ever had. Then she felt his fingers invading her while his tongue continued to manipulate her sex as well. 

Heather felt her insides starting to boil and she could feel her hips thrusting up towards Mark's probing fingers and tongue. In no time, it felt as if she was gonna explode and then, she did, into an incredible orgasm. "Oh, Oh, Oh....!!!!!" 

Mark knew what he was doing to the girl and didn't care. He wanted to fuck her. Mark had unbuckled his pants and had them down to his knees. His cock was freed from the confines of his underwear, and it was hard and ready for action. He placed himself between Heather's legs and took his spear into his hand and ran it into Heather's virgin hole. Although in an altered state, Heather knew what Mark had in mind and couldn't wait. If this would feel as good as his tongue, she wanted all of it. 

Mark slowly eased himself into Heather's canal. At first, it hurt her but Mark took his time and allowed Heather's cunt muscles to expand around his girth. As he pushed forward, he felt her maidenhood stopping his further ingress. "Heather," he said, "this will hurt only for a second and the rest will feel wonderful." Without waiting for her to question him, Mark pushed forward and ruptured her obstruction. Heather gritted her teeth and with the drugs in her system, easily overcame any initial discomfort.

Mark was now completely inside of her and started to move his cock in and out of her cunt. "Oh baby, you are so tight. I love your pussy and I'm gonna fuck you good."

"Oh yes Mark, fuck me. You feel so good inside me. Harder. Fuck me harder."

Mark could not believe his good fortune and started to really buck into her. Forcing his cock deep inside of her. Heather frantically fucked him back. She loved this, she loved Mark, but most of all, she loved cock.

"Fuck me, fuck me."

"I'm gonna cum. Here it goes." Heather could feel Mark's penis spasm as it dumped load after load into her womb. "Mark, that felt wonderful. Can we do it again?"

With a grin, Mark replied, "Gee you are a horny one aren't you Heather?" Heather responded, "Well if you mean, do I like to be fucked, you bet!"

Mark excused himself to go the bathroom and then went to get some more beer.

Heather just lay there waiting for her lover Mark to return and speaking to only herself said, "All I ever want to do is fuck".

Mark went to the kitchen to get a couple of beers. Vince was there but Bonnie wasn't. 

"Where's Bonnie?" 

"She blew out of here when you took Heather upstairs. I tried to get some myself but Bonnie was jealous of how much we were enjoying Heather in her little bathing suit so now I've got a bad case of blue balls."

"Not to worry my friend. Heather is a special kind of girl. She really likes to fuck. I'll bet she would take care of you as well."

"You think?'

"She is in my bed, freshly fucked and I am sure looking for some more."

"Wow."

Vince walked upstairs to Mark's room. Sure enough the door was open and Heather was naked and spread eagle on the bed. Vince couldn't believe his eyes as Heather had her fingers in her cunt and was humping herself.

Vince thought, this is gonna be a breeze and he unbuckled his belt, let his pants and underwear fall to the floor and crawled up between Heather's legs.

Heather looked down to the foot of the bed and watched as Vince, naked and with his hard cock dangling in beneath him crawled up to be with her.

Wearing nothing but a grin, Vince said, "Hi Heather, looks like you have an itch."

Heather could see that Vince had his penis in his hand and was already preparing to feed it to her freshly fucked cunt. She couldn't help but feel excited. She certainly thought that Vince was cute and his dick was certainly hard. With a drunken grin, she asked, "Will Mark be mad at us?"

"No, Mark is cool. The way I see it is that you're horny and so am I. Why don't we take care of this situation?" 

Without waiting for a reaction, Vince, pushed his member into Heather's freshly fucked hole. Heather, relishing the feeling of her second cock said, "Ummm, yeah, fuck me Vince."

And he did.

After Vince came, he and Mark double-teamed her and Heather learned how to suck a cock while she was being fucked.

Yep, it was quite a day for 18-year-old Heather.

Chapter 2

Heather woke up the next morning a little groggy and a little sore. She loved what she had done with Mark and Vince and couldn't wait to do it again. 

She took a shower, ate a little breakfast and got dressed. Today, she was gonna wear a knit top that showed off her tan tummy and the curves of her breasts and a pair of hot pink shorts. She knew that Mark had to work and wouldn't be home for hours. Heather was craving a cock and she went off in search to find one.

She saw Mr. Nelson outside working in his garden.  She thought, "Well, he's kinda old and has a bit of a gut," but she figured, "he's also kinda cute." Then giggling to herself she completed her thought, "and he certainly has a cock", and that is what she wanted more than anything.

"Hi Mr. Nelson!"  

Harry Nelson felt a twitch in his pants as he looked up and saw Heather skipping across his lawn to greet him. She was a hot little teenager and he loved the way she looked as she moved towards him. Harry Nelson had watched Heather from his bedroom window all summer and took numerous digital pictures of her sunning herself. In fact, he also had a shoebox full of pictures of Heather's mother, Karen over the years. He especially liked the pictures he had where either Karen or Heather where spreading sun tan lotion on themselves or each other while they sunned. He was quite taken by the two of them and often wished he would have a chance to fuck them but he knew that was a long shot.

Harry and his wife, Martha had three children and at one time, had a hot sex life but that was then.... Harry still loved Martha and even though she still looked good, his equipment just didn't work as good as it used to. 

"Hi Heather, what are you up to?"

"Oh nothing, I'm kinda bored. Mind if I visit a minute?"

"Sure." 

She looked better than anything he ever saw on the internet. When he was alone, he would fist his own cock thinking about this little vixen. The way he figured it, she could visit all day if she wanted!


Horny Heather



As she reached him, she said, "Mr. Nelson can we take a look at your back yard garden, it's so secluded and nice back there." Mr. Nelson couldn't help but notice the strangeness of her question and also that look in her eye was making him a horny as hell.

As they walked into the backyard, Heather grabbed and held hands with Mr. Nelson. 

Although the behavior was odd, Mr. Nelson was not about to push away this hot young girl who was the vision of so many of his fantasies.

Mr. Nelson's backyard had hedges that climbed up to 7'. Nobody could see them back there. She walked to the base of a big oak tree and sat down in the shade. She then patted the grass next to her motioning for Mr. Nelson to have a seat and he took that seat.

"Mr. Nelson I know that you like coming into my back yard to check me out."

With a voice that clearly understood that he was busted, Mr. Nelson replied, "Why Heather, why would you say such a thing? That is an unbelievable accusation to make."

Flashing him her best smile, she said, "Now, now, don't be upset with me for stating the obvious Mr. Nelson. I'm not mad, I'm flattered." Then she reached out and slid her hand up his thigh into his crotch where she took hold of his already growing erection.

"You see Mr. Nelson, I figured, I had something to do with this little blood flow problem you have and I think I can do something about it."

Mr. Nelson couldn't believe what was happening. Here was Heather, the object of his most perverted thoughts rubbing his cock in his own backyard! 

"Don't be nervous Mr. Nelson. I'm not gonna tell," and with a giggle she said, "Are you?"

Regaining some of his composure, Mr. Nelson replied, "No, of course not."

Heather pulled her top off releasing her bra covered breasts and said, "Good, let's get naked and fuck right here on the grass."

Heather was amused at how frantic Mr. Nelson tore off his own clothes. While she casually undressed while sitting in the shade of a big oak, Mr. Nelson was on his feet, peeling off his clothes like they were on fire. First he took off his t-shirt releasing his belly and Heather had to hold back a giggle as his middle aged, spare tire bounced into view. 

Then as Heather lay naked on the grass, with her clothes neatly piled next to her she watched Mr. Nelson unceremoniously drop his pants and underwear. Heather quickly lost her urge to giggle at Mr. Nelson's belly. Although she had to admit that he didn't have the body of Mark or Vince, she had to also concede that Mark and Vince didn't have the cock that Mr. Nelson had either. It was much longer and thicker and had a big vein running over the top of it. She watched in rapt fascination as Mr. Nelson casually gave his pecker a couple of pulls and nearly forgot to breath as a drop of pre-cum oozed out of his purple helmet. Heather was now even wetter with the anticipation of feeling this monster fuck her hot hole. 

Spreading her own sex as if providing a target for Mr. Nelson, Heather said, "C'mon and fuck me, Mr. Nelson."

Mr. Nelson practically dove between her legs. He positioned his cock to her hole and pushed in.

As she felt the head push between her pussy lips, Heather arched upwards and gasped, "Oh gawd, Mr. Nelson, it's so big!"

Having been used to this type of reaction from previous conquests, Harry new to go slow.

"Don't worry Heather, we'll go slow at first. Wait till you loosen up a bit. You're in for a real treat."

Heather's pussy seemed to easily expand to accommodate Harry and in no time, she was experiencing a "fullness" that she had never felt before. She could feel Mr. Nelson's stiff rod pushing and touching every inch of her love canal.

"Oh Mr. Nelson. Fuck me. Emmmmm. I love your big cock. Fuck me harder, I can take it!  Yeah!" 

Heather's body shook with orgasm after orgasm. Harry heard her repeat over and over, "Ohhhhh.... I'm cumming..... Fuck me..... " Her eagerness and desire for his cock was sending Harry into his own frenzy. He fucked her at a frantic pace afraid that he would wake up from what must certainly be a dream.  

His mouth covered hers and his tongue slid into her mouth and all over her face and neck. She could taste stale cigarettes in Mr. Nelson's mouth and for some reason, it didn't make her sick but instead, "excited her". She kissed Mr. Nelson back with pure lust and greeted his tongue into her mouth like it was a special gift. Mr. Nelson was clearly in another world. He couldn't get enough of this hot little girl. His hands were roving all over the backs of her ass as he pushed her upwards to meet his pistoning cock. As he shoved into her, he kept saying things like, "Oh baby, I have wanted to fuck you for so long. You are so beautiful. I can't believe we are doing this, thank you."

Finally, Mr. Nelson arched his back and came into little Heather's hole. 

"Umm ooohhhh I'm cumming Heather."

Unfortunately, Heather was still horny. In fact, she was hornier than ever.

"Here Mr. Nelson, let me see if we can re-inflate that big monster, dick of yours."

She pushed Mr. Nelson off of her and onto his back and then used her mouth on his deflating organ. Up and down she went, tasting his semen and her own pussy juice on his now flaccid penis. 

Mr. Nelson was not a young man any longer and wouldn't typically respond this quickly but with this hot young girl sucking his shaft, he was ready to go another round. As he grew, Heather's mouth could barely cover the head of his mighty cock head but she gave it her best and Harry knew it. 

Heather got onto all fours and Harry Nelson assaulted her from the rear. His hands gripped her waist and he pushed deep into her cum filled pussy. Heather loved how Mr. Nelson's cock filled her in this doggy style position.

"Oh yeah. Fuck me good. Emmmm. Make me cum Mr. Nelson. I need to cum."

Mr. Nelson no longer had the use of his voice. He was solely focused on watching his pecker appear and disappear inside of Heather's hotbox. 

Heather felt the release she was desperate for building within her as Mr. Nelson's big cock was sending her over the edge.

"Oh yeah. Harder, deeper. Fuck me......", and then she released.

"Emmmmmm. I'm cumming. Oh gawd. Ahhhh..... Ohhhhh....."

Harry Nelson couldn't hold back any longer and he pushed his big piece of cock meat deep into Heather's hole and released his second load. 

Exhausted, all he could verbalize was one groan, "Ugggghhhhhhhh."

In this position, Heather could feel the hydraulics of Mr. Nelson's shaft dump load after load of sperm into her hole. That feeling quickly made her shiver with another mini orgasm which only fueled Heather's already horny mood. 

Still feeling the need to screw, Heather wheeled around to take Mr. Nelson back into her mouth. She didn't want to be done. She wanted to fuck the day away and to do that she'd need more of Mr. Nelson's wonderfully thick cock. 

Even though she sucked and licked him as best she could, Mr. Nelson was just not able to get it back up. 

Although he enjoyed the feeling of her tongue and mouth on his deflated penis, Mr. Nelson had to face reality, which was, "I'm spent." So finally, and with a measure of self-disgust in his voice, Mr. Nelson said, "Sorry honey, I'm just not a young man anymore. It's gonna take me a while to recover."

Heather got up and started to put her clothes back on but not without feeling Mr. Nelson's hands moving all over her body. While his dick was not going to cooperate at the moment, Mr. Nelson didn't think he'd ever experience this beautiful young girl again and his mind was filled with remorse while his hands were filled with 18 year-old tits. His mind was making every effort to ensure that he'd remember this moment forever and he used his hands to get a few last feels of her ass and tits. 

Heather had no problem with Mr. Nelson pawing all over her body. In fact, it just continued to make her even hornier. She actually shoved her tit into Harry Nelson's mouth so that he could give it a couple of sucks before she put her clothes back on. As his tongue circled her nipple, his hands traced down her tummy and explored her sex one last time before sliding up the back of her thigh to get a few last grabs of her fine ass. 

Mr. Nelson was emotionally desperate to fuck her again but his male member was unable and he just babbled out apology after apology.

Starting to feel sorry for Mr. Nelson, Heather said, "Really, it's ok Mr. Nelson, maybe next time."

With all the hope he could muster, Mr. Nelson asked, "Will there be a next time Heather?"

Heather smiled at him and said, "Sure."

"Oh, and errr, ummmm, Heather, please don't tell Mrs. Nelson about this, ok?

Heather pulled down her pink shorts and underwear giving Mr. Nelson a little flash of her bare ass and with a swish of her hips said, "It'll be our secret."

Mr. Nelson beamed.

Chapter 3

Heather realized that she wanted to fuck every dick she could find. She also realized that she could get pregnant if she wasn't careful. She started wondering if she could get her mom or dad to take her to the doctor for birth control. Boy, that was going to be a hard conversation. 

Her dad got home around 5:30 and announced that Heather's mom was going over to a neighbor's house for one of those, "Please buy some of this junk", party.  Her dad was muttering, "I don't know if they are selling bowls or plates but I am pretty sure they'll sell your mom something." Heather had to laugh. Her dad was a funny guy.

Heather's dad, John was young, only 36. He got Heather's mom pregnant in High School and they got married out of necessity. Heather's mom was also 36 and because she got pregnant so young, she developed a complex and didn't feel all that comfortable with sex anymore. John was only getting laid maybe 4-5 times a year so he did what most men in that situation do, he fucked his secretary, women he met on the road and an occasional hooker or two. 

John wasn't proud of this existence and was still wildly attracted to Karen (Heather's mom). "She is a stunner", he often thought. Great figure, auburn hair and an ass worth going to war over. But, sex was an issue in her life and therefore, in his as well.

John couldn't help how horny he was all the time. For goodness sakes, he even started to look at his own daughter, Heather differently. She was turning into a beautiful girl and there was no denying that. She also looked a lot like her mom so the natural instincts that attracted him to Karen, also attracted him to Heather. 

Heather's dad immediately noticed how his daughter was dressed and thought, "Heather's wearing those damn pink shorts again. My prick is gonna poke a hole right through my pants." 

To take his mind off of his own horniness, John decided to make himself a martini but unfortunately for him, a couple of martinis only seemed to intensify the problem. John started to more openly gawk at his daughter. His mind was clouded with gin and all he could think about was getting laid. 

Heather could sense her dad checking her out and she started to provoke it. She knew she looked good in those shorts and decided to make the best of it. While her immaturity wouldn't be able to actually verbalize her goal, in the end, she was looking for, "leverage" to get what she wanted. Basically, Heather wanted a "get-out-of-jail" card. If she could get birth control than she could fuck as often as she wanted and in her mind, that's all she wanted to do. She kept encouraging herself thinking, "I'm gonna, give-to-get". 

While in his recliner, Heather made a point of bending over at the waist to pick up a pillow on the floor in order to give her dad a good look at her ass. Then Heather, disguising her intentions as merely asking if he wanted another, "cocktail", bent in front of him, hands on his knees, face to face so that he could peek down her shirt.  She said with a seductive grin, "Daddy, can I get you another cock-tail?" John almost didn't hear the question but found a way to mumble a reply of, "Sure", while his eyes remained riveted down the front of his daughter's shirt. His mind was filled with the beauty of his own daughter's breasts and his cock was filled with desire.

Heather was quite horny herself and when she bent in front of her dad to let him gaze down her shirt, she took the opportunity to look at his lap where she quickly found what she was hoping for, an erection! Her dad was horny and was checking her out. Maybe she could work a deal that would allow her to, "give-to-get" or more specifically, "to get each other off and get on the pill". 

Heather had no trouble with the idea of fucking her own father. He was an attractive man, certainly had a stiff cock and Heather was more than willing to let him screw her. If he did, than she was sure that she could get him to provide her with the birth control pills she desired. 

Knowing where her dad's focus of attention was, Heather gave her chest a little shake, which broke John from his reverie. He was busted, and for just a moment John was embarrassed to be caught peeking down his daughter's top but with the booze, he would forget about it in no time.

Noticing the time, Heather figured she had a little more than an hour before her mom would be home. She didn't have a lot of time but if she worked quickly, it would be enough. She hastily made her dad his third martini and brought it to him.

However, instead of handing him his drink, she plopped onto his lap and placed her arm around his neck. Further to the teasing she was doing, Heather did her best to press her breasts into her dad's chest while squirming on his lap. Feigning innocence, Heather said, "I am just trying to get situated here", but what she was really doing was working her butt against her dad's erection. She was amused and excited by the way the lump in his pants pressed against her soft butt.

Then after "finally" situating herself, Heather said "Hi daddy, here's your drink" and then she proceeded to bring the glass to his lips to let him taste the martini. 

As best as his voice could slur the words, John replied, "Thank you Heather".

Even though he was a good bit buzzed, John could feel the pressure of her breasts against his chest and could also feel her soft behind gliding over his rod. Without intending to do so, he let out a little sigh.

"What was that daddy?" Heather asked with a smile. 

"Nothing honey", but John new it wasn't anything close to, "nothing". He was horny as hell and he started to wonder if Heather knew what she was doing to him. Between her squirming against his cock and her breasts pushing into him, John was so hot for his own daughter's cunt he could almost scream. 

Never losing sight of the time, Heather needed to get bolder. She asked, "Can I have a taste of this, daddy?" With that she tipped the glass back up to her dad's lips and just before he took his sip he answered her, "Just one". However, being drunk, John's mouth didn't form right on the lip of the glass and some spilled down his chin. 

John started to wipe off his chin but Heather seized her opportunity by taking hold of her dad's hand and while she pressed it to her breast, Heather leaned forward and said, "I'd like a taste of this." Heather leaned forward and used her tongue to lick the martini dribble from her dad's chin. John's head tilted back into his chair while his hand fondled his daughter's breast. As John's eyes closed to enjoy the electricity flowing through his body by his daughter's tongue on his chin and hand on her breast, Heather slid her tongue and lightly glided them over her father's lips. John opened his mouth and allowed Heather's tongue to slide between his lips. 

Immediately, John was passionately kissing his daughter while his hand slid from her breast to between her legs.

As his hand made contact with her shorts covered pussy, Heather kissed her dad with even more passion. She wanted cock and she wanted cock, now! She could feel the gush of her juices preparing her for her own father's impending invasion. 

Heather broke the kiss for just a moment to utter, "Oh daddy, fuck me! Please, let's go upstairs and fuck me!" Then she slid her mouth back in place to kiss her daddy some more. As their tongues floated in their mouths, Heather's squirming turned into dry humping. 

Heather pulled herself up off of her dad's lap and pulled him out of the chair and then they hurried upstairs. They headed straight into Heather's room and as they crossed the threshold, Heather and John's clothes were flying in all directions. 

John gently pushed Heather onto her back and gazed at her youthful body.

When Heather heard her father say, "Daddy is gonna eat you up", she let out a little squeal of delight. 

John pushed his face into his daughter's nest. His tongue lapped at her like he was savoring his favorite ice cream.

Heather was on fire. Her daddy sure knew how to eat a pussy! 

John tongued her with ferocity and used his fingers to probe both her pussy and her asshole. Heather had never had her asshole played with before but she liked it and pressed her cunt against her father's face for her first orgasm.

"Oh daddy, that feels soooo good. I'm cumming.... Make me cum daddy.... Yes, yes, yes!"

John urgently climbed on top of his daughter and figuring she was still a virgin said, "This may hurt a little honey", and then he pushed his cock into his daughter's pussy hole.  "Urrggghh, this feels so good, your cunt is so tight!"

"Yeah daddy, fuck me with your cock. Fuck me good."

"Oh I will, I am gonna fuck you real good."

John started to push in and out of his daughter and never thought about her hymen again. Both father and daughter were in total lust for each other and their mouths and hands explored each other as John pumped his love pole into his daughter. 

"Oh baby, you feel so good!"

"I know daddy, it does, it does feel soooo good!"

Heather felt another orgasm coming on.

"Oh daddy, I'm gonna cum again. "I'm close. Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder."

John couldn't stand anymore and he felt his balls starting to tighten.

"Me too baby, daddy's about to come too!"

"Deep daddy, fuck me deeper!"

John pulled his daughter's legs over his head and thrust himself into the deepest recesses of his daughter's cunt.

"Oh daddy, that's it I'm cuuuummmmmiiinnggg!!!!!""

John felt the inevitable and sprayed his daughter with his own seed. John and Heather could both feel his cock pump his baby juice into her womb.

"Oh daddy, that felt wonderful. Can we do this all the time?"

"Sure baby, but we can't let mommy know."

"I won't tell daddy" and not missing a beat followed up with, "but don't you think we should get me on the pill?"

In his passion, John hadn't even thought about the possibility of getting his daughter pregnant and Heather could see a look of fear, hurt, confusion all at once play across her daddy's face.

Heather reacted quickly, "Don't worry daddy I just finished my period last week so I'm not going to get pregnant. We can go see the doctor tomorrow, first thing and then you can drop me off back home and you can go to work. Then we can screw all the time." To clinch the deal, she said, "I'll even give you a blow job in the car before dropping me off."

The lewdness of her words caught John a little off guard and also got him a bit excited. He felt his dick twitch again. Heather noticed the new look on his face and said, "How about I give my handsome daddy a blow job right now!"

Without waiting for a response, Heather flipped herself on top of her father, slid down his torso and pulled his cock to her mouth.

John's dick came back alive.

"Oh Heather, that feels so good. Suck me baby."

As John closed his eyes to enjoy his dick bath, he could hear the slurping sounds of his daughter's mouth on his cock. Heather ran her tongue from her dad's balls and all the way up his cock shaft and then she would impale her face over and over again onto his shaft.




Horny Heather



"Oh Heather, honey, daddy is gonna cum."

Heather sucked harder and gripped his balls with her free hand.

"Go ahead daddy, cum in my mouth, I want to taste you."

That was all John could stand and he let his torrent of cum fly into his daughter's willing, teenage mouth as Heather sucked her daddy dry.

Afterwards, they both quickly got their clothes and headed off to different areas of the house just as the garage door opener engaged to let Heather's mother Karen into the garage. 

Heather knew that she took a risk but she got more dick and a commitment for birth control pills. 

Chapter 4

John woke up the next morning energized. He tried to get a little from Karen but she, per usual was not in the mood so John went downstairs to leave a message for his boss to say that he would be late to work. After all, he had to get Heather birth control pills.

Every dream during the night and every thought now that he was awake related to the fucking he did with his daughter the evening before. While part of him felt guilty, mostly he was horny. He couldn't wait to fuck her again!

He could hear Karen still upstairs opening and closing closets and dresser drawers when Heather came downstairs. Heather was wearing a night shirt that didn't even reach her knee. She came up to give her daddy a hug. 

"Morning daddy"

"Morning sweetheart"

John was amazed at how quickly his body responded to Heather. His cock was as hard as a rock. 

Heather broke away from the embrace and with a sly look on her face and while pointing at the tent in his shorts said, "Well I guess I don't have to worry that you won't want to screw me anymore, will I?" 

They both giggled and John brought Heather in for another hug but this one was not as fatherly as the other. John's hands crept down Heather's back and cupped both of her butt cheeks and his mouth found hers and they kissed each other with a hungry passion. 

John and Heather both heard the shower upstairs kick on and they knew that they had a few moments together. They flopped down together on the coach and John fished his cock out of his pants and shoved it into his daughter's snatch.

"Baby this is gonna have to be a quickie, we don't want mom to catch us."

Heather understood and the urgency of their hip thrusts met with equal vigor. Their bodies slapped against each other and John reached under his daughter and slid his finger into her anus, which caused an almost immediate orgasm for Heather. In response, she tightened her legs around her dad and then let out a long, "ummmmmm".

"One day, daddy is gonna stick his cock in there and you are gonna love how that feels."

"Why don't we do it now?"

John didn't want to miss this opportunity so he had his daughter place her hands on the back of the couch so that her ass pointed straight at him. John could still hear the shower so he knew he was ok. Then he proceeded to lick Heather's asshole with his tongue while he probed her vagina with his fingers. Heather loved the feeling of her daddy's tongue and fingers.

"I think you're wet enough now sugar."

John got behind his daughter, slid his dick into her twat to re-wet his shaft and then carefully placed his pecker at her daughter shit hole and pressed forward. 

Heather let out a low moan.

"It kinda hurts dad."

"Give your ass a moment to open up honey, it'll be fine."

Then John started to slowly pump in and out of his daughter's shit tunnel.

Soon the pain left and Heather really started to like the way it felt to have a cock in her ass.

"Heather, why don't you finger your pussy while I fuck your ass?"

Heather reached down and started to rub her clit while her dad fucked her butt.

"Oh daddy, that feels good. I like to be ass fucked. Fuck me harder, it feels good now!"

John started to really pound into his daughter's ass. Up till now, John had only fucked one other woman in the ass and she was a Pro in New Orleans and he had to pay for that. 

"Here it comes baby, daddy is about to blow off in your ass. Here it goes!" John let go a stream of semen into his daughter's butt. 

"That felt great but let's get ready and get to that doctor."

Chapter 5

John and Heather showered, dressed and got their breakfast. Karen could sense a new closeness between the two of them but really thought nothing too much of it. As planned, John left for work, Karen left for work and after about fifteen minutes, John was back home to get Heather but not before another tumble in bed. Again, it was fast, furious and wonderful. John pumped load after load of his sperm into his daughter's fertile womb.

Going to the clinic was no big deal. John was a little worried about the reaction of the people to put such a young girl on the pill but found no resistance, no unusual stares, etc.

On the way to drop Heather back home, she kept her word and gave her dad's love muscle a nice buff and swallowed every drop.

Heather felt good about the new relationship that she had with Mark, Vince and even Mr. Nelson but was especially pleased with how things progressed with her dad. He confided in her that her mom wasn't very active sexually anymore and that he was elated to be able to get some pussy from someone he loved from time to time. He made it clear that he still loved Heather's mom, and he did, but he was a man that had needs. Heather was glad to know that she could provide that love for her father. 

After being home for a while, Heather watched a little TV and then went ahead out back for some more sun. Sure enough, Mr. Wilson was there to check up on her in about 15 minutes. Heather just smiled and waved him into her backyard. She knew he wasn't there to talk so she walked him into the kitchen, peeled off her bikini bottoms and let Mr. Wilson fuck her from behind with his big and very stiff pecker.

Mr. Wilson didn't last very long and while she liked a dick in her pussy, she let Mr. Wilson fuck her mostly because of how good it made him feel. He said, he felt like he was a teenager whenever he fucked her. Certainly that wasn't a bad thing and it made Heather realize that just maybe, putting out for Mr. Wilson was a good thing.

Over the next couple of days, she found some time to spend with both Mark and Vince. They were always perfect gentlemen to her and she really liked fucking and sucking their fat pricks. They affectionately referred to her as, "Horny Heather" and she kind of liked that nickname. She also liked to have one of the boy's cumming in her pussy while the other came in her mouth. It brought everyone pleasure and since nobody was gonna get hurt, or pregnant, what was the big deal with screwing?

At night when her dad got home from work, the lust in the room could be cut with a knife. Certainly, Heather thought, that her mother must sense this and to an extent, she did. 

Heather's mom, Karen was a very pretty woman. Karen knew it too. She loved her husband and her daughter but was so ashamed that she got pregnant in high school that it affected her views on sex. She often thought back to what sex was like prior to getting pregnant. The fact was that she and John fucked every chance they could. They loved each other and couldn't get enough of each other's bodies but her shame from becoming pregnant so young and unmarried, really affected her ability to enjoy sex in a guiltless fashion. She knew the problem was hers and she could see the hurt in her husband's face during the many times that she turned him down. She just didn't know what to do.

Karen worked as a buyer for a small local company and interfaced with a number of different people, including salesmen who didn't hide their interest in her. She was flattered and even considered an offer or two along the way but she just couldn't quite let herself cheat on her husband even though she thought screwing another man might snap her out of her sexless funk. 

She had a pretty good idea that from time to time, her husband probably screwed around and she didn't exactly blame him. He was certainly attractive and nice enough to find a girl for a night. She just hoped he wouldn't leave her and wouldn't flaunt some new flame and so far, she was thankful that hadn't happened.

She could see a new relationship between her husband and Heather. She did not feel a threat and actually saw this new closeness as a good father/daughter bond. She just had no idea that this bond including fucking and sucking.

Karen also had no idea that the morning routine in her house revolved around John balling his daughter on the family room couch while she showered. She also had no idea that from time to time, he would sneak into Heather's room at night for a little quickie and that Heather was always ready to comply. 

Chapter 6

Every now and then either John or Karen had to go out of town on business. It was rare indeed when they both had to be gone at the same time but this was one of those times. They explained to Heather at dinner Friday night that she would have to spend several days with her Uncle Tom. Uncle Tom was her dad's brother. He was younger than John and lived with his wife, Sarah. She always liked her Uncle Tom and Aunt Sarah. They were always fun to be around and in general, this was not such a big deal except, she wondered, "Who am I gonna fuck?"

Uncle Tom lived out in the country a couple hours drive away and both John and Karen busied themselves the weekend prior to their trip. John was going to drive Heather out to his brother's house on Sunday where he would stay the night and visit with his brother. He planned on getting up early Monday morning, drive back to town and catch his flight. 

Karen had a couple of Sunday morning errands to run prior to John and Heather departing for Tom and Sarah's. Karen noticed an, "urgency" in Heather and John. They seemed to be nearly pushing her out the door to get her errands done. John said, "Karen, hurry up and get out the door so that you can get back and we can all spend a little more time together before Heather and I leave." 

Heather was literally following her mom around with her purse and car keys to help her get out the door even faster. On one hand, she thought it was sweet that they wanted her to hurry out and back but in another sense, it seemed like they were trying to get rid of her.

Sure enough, as soon as Karen left the house, John and Heather stripped and started at each other. 

"Oh daddy, I am gonna really miss you. Mom will be back soon and I can't wait to feel you inside of me." 

"Here baby suck me a little first, I really love to see my cock in that sweet little mouth of yours."

Karen hadn't even reached the end of the street when she realized that she had forgotten her shopping list. Muttering to herself, "Gee, I was so rushed getting out of the house, I am amazed I even got my shoes on the right feet." So she turned around and headed back home. When she got in the door, she immediately spied her list on the kitchen counter but as she reached for it, she heard her daughter say, "Eat me daddy, eat my pussy!"

"Oh my god", she thought. "What is going on?"

She carefully crept up the stairs and peered into her daughter's bedroom. The site was like no other. John had his face buried in their daughter's crotch! She was stunned and didn't know what to do or say. John was really licking Heather out and Heather was pushing her hips upwards to meet her daddy's tongue. 

"Oh daddy, that feels so good. I love it when you lick my cunny."

John offered no reply but instead moved his hand to where his mouth was and started to also use his fingers on Heather's hole. The desired effect occurred in just a few short moments.

"Oh daddy, I'm gonna cum..... Um..., oh...., oh...., yes!"

"Roll over baby, daddy wants to fuck you from behind."

Without missing a beat, Heather rolled over and John placed his hands on Heather's fine little ass, positioned his cock at her canal and pushed in.

"Um, Heather you are so wet."

"Wet for you daddy."

Karen watched her husband slide his cock in and out of Heather. She was still mesmerized at the sight. Her hand started to trip to the V between her own legs and without even realizing it, she started to rub herself while she watched a sight that was beyond anything she had ever imagined.

John was fucking Heather hard, and Karen was there to watch it.

"Oh yeah daddy, I'm close, I'm real close. Fuck me, fuck me!"

Without another word, John increased his tempo. He was really nailing her now.

"Yeah daddy, that's it! Uggh! Oh! Emmm!"

Karen watched as her daughter's body shuddered with a violent orgasm. Karen, absent-mindedly moved her fingers inside the elastic waist of her shorts and was now in direct contact with her own clit. Her mind was on fire. She was lost between her own lust and, her own agony.

"Daddy, wants to pump his load in your ass honey. You know I like that tight little bunghole of yours!"

Karen watched as Heather reached under herself to rub her own vagina while John pulled out of her pussy and then rammed his cock into her rectum. 

"Oh gawd daddy! Oh, that feels so good. I think I can cum again."

"Take it, take my cock in your ass you horny little slut!"

"I'm your slut daddy. Fuck my ass, harder!"

"Here comes my load baby!"

John thrust and held his position with his cock jammed as far up Heather's ass as possible. Karen knew that he was cumming in her, their daughter's butt.

At those lewd words, and with the visual onslaught she had witnessed Karen too, started to feel a long lost emotion. A burning need that she had denied herself for so long. Karen felt her legs start to buckle, she felt the incredible wetness in her own crotch as her fingers worked themselves inside of her own, hot pussy and then it happened, she came! Her mind was on fire, her legs started to buckle and with her free hand, she grabbed onto the doorjamb which was the only thing that kept her from falling onto the floor. 

Karen started to come down from her orgasm. She watched as Heather rolled back onto her back and then saw John climb on top of her where they kissed. 

Karen fought back tears of emotion, both from a rage at what she saw and of shame for how she reacted. She didn't know what to do so she crept back down the stairs, climbed back into the car and drove to the store with her shopping list still on the counter.



Chapter 7

Karen was able to compose herself prior to coming home from the store even though her stomach was in a torment. Her mind was whirling with the same questions, "How long has this been going on? Why was I so turned on by this?" She had to admit to herself that she felt like some sort of freak. She hardly ever made love to her own husband because she was ashamed of her first pregnancy and now she was still so turned on by what she saw that her pussy was constantly wet. Karen was horny and she was deeply ashamed of it.

When Karen got home she noticed guilt on John's face but saw nothing unusual on Heather's. Karen knew that John understood that what he was doing was wrong and clearly, Heather whether it was maturity or something else, didn't appear the least bit phased. 

That said, Karen couldn't help but go upstairs and quickly investigate Heather's room. As expected, the scent of sex was all over and there was no mistaking that. All Karen could think about now was that Heather had a load of her father's cum in her ass. Her emotions were one part horror, one part shame and one part, totally aroused. Not able or willing at this point to confront either the horror or the shame, Karen went into the bathroom, pulled down her shorts and panties and fingered herself until she came.  

Even after bringing herself off, Karen was still horny. She didn't say much to Heather and John as they prepared to leave for Tom's. She didn't know what to say and was afraid that whatever she said, it would come out wrong. She was mad at John, that was for sure but she also understood that he was a man and that as his wife, she had hardly lived up to her sexual responsibilities. In other words, she blamed herself for much of what was going on between her husband and her daughter. 

She hugged and kissed them both as they left for Tom's. When she kissed John, he still had the scent of Heather's pussy on his lips. However, instead of disgusting her, it made her wetter.

John and Heather climbed into their van and backed out of the driveway John told his daughter, "Did you think that mom was acting a little strange when we left?"

"No, well maybe a little", Heather replied and nothing more was said about it during their drive. 

Karen went and fixed herself a strong gin and tonic. One drink led to two and two lead to three. When she poured her fourth drink, she was bombed.

John was able to get his mind off of the funny feeling he had regarding Karen's behavior as he entered the ramp to get on the highway for his brother's house. The reason for that is that he felt Heather's hand slide up his leg to begin rubbing his penis on the outside of his pant leg. As he felt Heather's hand slide along his shaft, John looked over at his daughter. She looked so hot. Heather had intentionally worn clothes that would keep her father's attention. He loved the way she looked in her red halter top and matching short, shorts. Her toes were painted red and she had already discarded her sandals as she had knees bent and her feet positioned on the dash board in front of her. 

"Oh daddy, I think you like this", Heather stated in a kidding fashion to her dad as she slid her daddy's pants zipper down and was now working his cock through the open fly in his pants. John put his arm around Heather and pulled her mouth to his to enjoy a quick kiss. He loved to push his tongue into her mouth and took great pleasure in this brief kiss. 

John kept his eye on the road while he pushed Heather's face to his cock. Heather gladly opened her mouth to accept her dad's shaft. 



Chapter 8

Karen opened up the sliding glass door and went out onto their back patio and sat down at on one of the patio chairs. Her mind was flooded with the constant images of John and Heather fucking. She also knew that they were probably fucking around in the car on the way to Tom's.  The thought of John banging their daughter in the car made her both madder and hornier. Karen had to admit that Heather really filled out that halter top she was wearing and her legs in those shorts looked quite attractive.

As her mind slipped into more memory replays of the sex between John and Heather, Karen slid her hand between her legs and started to rub herself over the top of her shorts. She knew she should just go inside and frig herself but with the drinks and the sun in her face, she was too relaxed to stand. She propped her left leg on the chair in front of her and continued to stroke herself. 

Karen's neighbor, Harry Wilson just happened to be in his bedroom window when Karen went out onto her back patio. He looked longingly at Karen and his dick twitched as his mind floated from his fantasies with Karen and his realities with Heather. He quickly grabbed his digital camera to see if he could get some nice shots of Karen sitting in her chair. As he zoomed in on his subject, he could see that Karen appeared to be rubbing her own pussy. Harry couldn't believe it and started taking picture after picture.

Harry had always had a bit of a wandering eye. Although not the young man he used to be, Harry Nelson had quite a few secrets from his lovely wife, Martha and most of them dealt with the many women that wanted to know what it was like to ride his big dick. 

When Harry was a young man, he had trouble finding a woman that could accept his girth and he thought he had been cursed with his big mastodon sized pecker. But that was before he met Martha. She loved riding his big pole and couldn't seem to get enough of him. 




Horny Heather



Unfortunately for Martha, she made a point of telling her girlfriends that Harry was, "gifted" and her own friends came onto Harry to experience him. Over the years, he had enjoyed a number of very torrid, affairs. 

At the same time, her other neighbor, Mark saw Mrs. Moore sunning herself.  Mark walked outside to get a closer look as she represented many of his sexual fantasies. He knew that, one of the things that made fucking Heather so great is that he often thought of Karen Moore when he had his cock sliding inside of Heather. 

Feeling pretty horny himself, he figured he'd find out if Heather was home as he was really in the mood for a little fucking.

Sitting on the patio chair, distraught, lonely and fighting a case of, "the screaming hornies", Karen heard a voice from the neighbors yard and immediately removed her hand from between her legs.

"Hi Mrs. Moore!"

"Oh, hi Mark"

"Is Heather home?"

"No, she is gone for the next few days to her Uncle Tom's"

Karen looked at Mark and liked what she saw. He was a handsome thing indeed. All nice and tan from working out doors in his dad's landscape company. He had his shirt off and she could see the rippling muscles in his body. Arms, legs, stomach looked like they were chiseled out of marble. That wetness between her legs started to flow even harder.

Mark could sense that something indeed was unusual about Mrs. Moore. Her speech was slurred and she had a disheveled look about her. So he walked into the Moore's back yard to see if everything was ok. 

Karen, seeing Mark walk towards her, stood up to greet him but she stood up too soon and because of the drinks, started to trip over her own feet. Fortunately, Mark got there in time to catch her. 

With both arms around her and the entire weight of Mrs. Moore pressing against him, he asked "Are you ok, Mrs. Moore?"

Karen looked up into Mark's eyes and felt his strong arms around her. She was drunk, actually very drunk and all she could think of was, "God, he's a beautiful young man."

Again, Mark asked, "Are you ok Mrs. Moore?"

With an unmistakable glitter in her eye, Karen replied, "Sure Mark, I couldn't be better."

Karen was so horny and drunk that she was hardly responsible for what she started to do. Her hands slid up the front of Mark's chest and she lingered to feel the strength in his pectorals. Then she slid her hands behind his neck and pulled his face towards hers.

Mark reacted as any young man would when pulled toward a woman that he was clearly attracted towards. He brought his mouth to hers and kissed her. As his tongue entered her mouth, he could taste the liquor and new her odd behavior was due to drunkenness. The kiss became even more passionate and he could feel the strength of Mrs. Moore's hand as she pulled his face towards hers as if she was trying to completely consume him.

Their tongues danced and Karen pressed her body as tight as she could to this beautiful young man.

She broke the kiss and looked up and Mark and with a smile said, "Why don't you call me Karen". 

She took Mark by the hand and led him into her house.

Harry Wilson snapped his last photo and couldn't believe what he saw.

Chapter 9

Karen pulled Mark into the house, up the stairs and into the bedroom that up till this point, only she and John had shared. The both fell onto the bed and Mark was immediately pulling at Karen's clothes. While very aroused, Karen was also too numb to offer any resistance. In no time, Mark had pulled off all of her clothes and with Karen now laying naked before him on the bed, clearly offering herself to him, Mark started to tear out of his clothes in anticipation of the greatest sexual adventure of his young life. Karen was also completely absorbed in the moment and found that she felt nearly insane with lust for this young, hard bodied stud.

Her tortured mind was trying to deal with shame, neglect, loneliness and now, "lust". Even in this drunken, and agonizingly emotional state she was in, Karen knew she had only one avenue to relieve the pain that was slowly overwhelming her. She knew that she needed some relief, as she was now confronted with desires and painful images that were too overpowering to deal with alone. More than anything, she needed comfort and staring as Mark dropped his shorts she knew that his "shaft" would be the key to a place that would at least provide a respite to her tortured mind. Looking at her young lover and knowing that she wanted him, Karen provided all the permission to Mark that he needed when she said, "Mark, come fuck me".

Mark crawled between Karen's legs and placed his cock to her hole and slid in.

"Ummm, Mark, yeah lover that's what I need. Fuck me! Your cock is so hard, so thick, emmm", said Karen.

Mark had never made it with such a beautiful mature woman.

"Mrs. Moore, I can't believe this is happening, you are so beautiful."

"Call me Karen", she replied as she felt his penis bang away at her neglected pussy.

"Fuck me, fuck me, Mark. I want this. I want you. Give me your hard cock."

Mark pushed and bucked and Karen met each thrust with equal vigor. Karen threw her legs over Mark's back and used her legs to push him as deep into her throbbing cunt as she could. 

""Oh Mark. That's it. Oh yeah. Fuck me with your beautiful cock."

Soon they both were feeling the beginning of the end. 

Karen started saying, "Oh Mark, I'm gonna cum. Give it to me hard, baby. I'm cuuummmiinngg!"

Mark too, started to shoot off. "Here comes my load, ooohhh!"

Karen couldn't believe that she had rejected sex all of these years and her eyes teared up as she realized how hard it must have been on her husband, John. Her mind had the same thought, over and over, "I've been an awful wife – this is all my fault. I should never have denied him the love from me that he needed."

Looking up at Mark she was desperate to lose this train of thought and with great haste, Karen pulled Mark's mouth to hers to re-ignite the fire in her belly. 

"I want more Mark. I need more of your stiff juicy prick."

Karen rolled Mark to his back and slid down to take his deflating penis in her mouth. She loved the taste of his beautiful cock and the fact that she could also taste herself excited her as well.. "Oh Mark, your cock is so beautiful. I want you to pump me with it some more. I'm so hot for you!" 

Karen could feel Mark's cum running out of her pussy and it increased her need and desire. She licked him from his balls to the tip of his cock head. She started to push the guilt out of her mind and found herself completely lost in her lust for Mark and his cock.

Mark's flaccid penis was no longer flaccid. He was reacting to this beautiful woman's mouth on his pecker and it grew. Karen started to take Mark well into her mouth and throat. She couldn't get enough of his cock in her mouth. She loved the musky taste of her sex mixed with the sperm on Mark's dick. Her tongue licked every inch of his manhood and then she would devour it again down her throat.

"I need you back inside me Mark."

Karen got on top of Mark and pointed his pole at her hole and sat down onto it.

"Ummm, yeah. Oh, you feel so good inside me"

Karen raised her body up and down on Mark. She needed to feel him inside of her. She needed his cum. She needed his love but mostly, she needed his cock. Mark's hands reached up and started pulling at Karen's nipples. The feeling of her nipples being pulled coupled with his thick cock in her snatch drove her crazy. Karen slowed down the fucking to lean forward and feed Mark her beautiful, full, 38C breasts into his mouth. Mark sucked at the nipples as if he was feeding. He turned his head and sucked on the inside of her breast leaving a love bite to confirm to himself that this was really happening and Karen was too drunk with booze and passion to ever realize it.

Mark rolled Karen onto her back and fucked her hard till they both climaxed again.

As Mark thrust the last of his seed into Karen he mashed his mouth to hers and kissed her again. He slid his head and ran his tongue down her neck and again left another hickey lower on her neck. 

Karen was spent, and was in the midst of passing out.

Mark pulled his cock out of her, got up, put on his clothes and let himself out.

About twenty minutes later, Karen woke up and felt the room spin. She moved as quickly as she could to the bathroom and then violently released all of the cocktails she had consumed.  Feeling a little better, she went back to bed feeling her young lovers cum run down her legs. Even with a pounding headache and upset stomach, Karen had a smile on her face. She knew she was free of her previous disposition to sex and that she would need more cock. No, not more cock, much more cock.

Chapter 10

Heather sucked her dad's penis while rolling down the road. They sat up high in the van making it difficult for people to see them. John had already peeled Heather's shorts off and was sliding his hand over her ass and between her legs. Soon the urge to screw became overwhelming and he found a little rest area and pulled in. There's was the only car in the parking lot and John reclined Heather's seat, pulled his pants to his knees and fucked her in the front seat of the van.

Heather thought fucking in a rest area was very exciting. Anyone, even a cop could pull in and maybe catch them. John had different feelings. He needed to get his rocks off in his daughter's pussy.

They didn't really speak, as they knew they had to be quick. John pumped, Heather received and soon, she could feel her dad dump more of his wonderful cum into her teenaged belly. 

John looked down upon his daughter and kissed her with great love. Then got back behind the wheel and started back down the road to his brother's home.

As they got into his brother's town, Heather wanted to give her daddy a blow job before they got to her Uncle Tom and Aunt Sarah's.

"Daddy, would you mind letting me suck you off before we get to Uncle Tom's?"

John just grinned and said, "I'd love that."

Pleased with herself for making her daddy feel good, she sat and smiled and waited for her daddy to find a place where she could love on his cock with her mouth and tongue.

John went ahead and pulled into a grocery store parking lot and positioned himself in what appeared to be as good a spot as any to not be seen. John unbuckled his pants and slid them down to release his prick.

Heather gave her daddy a nice tongue kiss and then slid her mouth to his pecker.

Heather started with long licks along the underside of his shaft and head. She tickled at his balls with her kisses and then went to work deep throating his rod. John's head leaned back onto his seat and once again was enjoying her pretty mouth on his dick. 

In between licks, slurps and sucks, Heather said, "Daddy, I love to suck you. Give me a good mouthful of that cum."

Heather continued to bob up and down on her daddy's penis and she soon heard the urgency in his breathing and noticed how more aggressive he bucked into her mouth and then, she felt the cum fly into the back of her throat. Heather did not swallow the load and instead, turned her head with her mouth open to show her daddy that she had his cum in her mouth. She rolled her tongue around the goo of his load so that he could see her do it and then swallowed. 

Chapter 11

They arrived at Uncle Tom and Aunt Sarah's and were greeted with hugs and kisses. To Heather, they looked just the same as always. Uncle Tom was a younger version of her dad and Aunt Sarah was a petite woman with large breasts, and brown hair and eyes.  You would best describe her as attractive than beautiful but her body was incredible with a trim waist, round butt and big tits. At least 38DD and maybe 40DD.

Tom and Sarah helped John and Heather bring their luggage to their rooms and gave them a moment to unpack and clean up from the drive.

Sarah grabbed Tom by the arm and took him to the kitchen. "Did you see what was in Heather's hair?" 

"Not really", replied Tom.

Sarah said, "She had a big drop of fresh cum in her hair."

"C'mon, that would mean that John was doing his own daughter."

Sarah replied, "Tom, as you know, I have seen plenty of cum in my life and I know what I saw. Besides, I saw the way you looked at your niece. You mind fucked her as soon as you saw her. Not that I blame you. She is a hot little thing isn't she? Anyway, why shouldn't John feel the same way?"

The conversation between Sarah and Tom broke up as John and Heather walked into the kitchen. Tom immediately got everyone a drink and he also noticed that Heather had freshly combed her hair and the evidence, if there was any, was gone.

Tom's mind started to whirl at the opportunities that such a relationship could create and Sarah, well, the thought of John fucking Heather simply made her horny for John's cock.

It was late in the afternoon but the sun was still warm so they decided to grill steaks by the pool. Everyone got changed into their suits and met out on the deck. Sarah had a great figure and her suit didn't leave much to the imagination. John had a hard time keeping his eyes off of his sister's voluptuous body and she not only noticed his attention, she liked it. Sarah was proud of her flat tummy and big tits. She knew that with her 38DD's, a guy had to be gay or blind not to want to get a better look of her rack. Heather held her own in her suit as well. Sure she was young but she had a fresh face, hard body and a beautiful figure. Likewise, both Tom and Sarah enjoyed looking at Heather's pert body.

The steaks were great and the wine flowed. Everyone was having a great time eating, swimming and visiting. Heather jumped back into the pool and her Uncle Tom jumped in behind her. John, wanting to be a good houseguest felt obligated to help Sarah clean up.

John said, "Sarah, it's so good to see you and Tom again. You guys live close enough to let visits like this happen but far enough away to make it difficult all the same."

"Well we like living out here in the country. We like the seclusion. Tom and I can do anything we want and nobody knows."

She then walked up to John, put her arms around him and gave him a tender kiss on the lips saying, "We really like seeing you and wish we could see more of you too."

John was a little caught off guard by the kiss. Not exactly a passionate kiss but she did linger on his mouth and instead of just pulling back, she peeled her lips from his. To John, this was very erotic and his dick went to half-mast. 

In the pool, Tom and Heather were horsing around. Dunking and wrestling in the water. Heather liked the rough play and also liked the way Uncle Tom's hands felt on her body. Instead of grabbing at her, his hands caught her in small caresses. Heather was pretty sure that it was just an accident that his hands seemed to repeatedly find her breasts and butt cheeks. 

However, when she and Uncle Tom got out of the pool, she easily noticed that he had an erection. "Gee, maybe it wasn't an accident", she thought and that excited her.

Through the evening, Tom and especially Sarah watched for any tell tale clues that would confirm their suspicion about John and Heather. From Sarah's perspective, except for her own husband trying to cop a feel on his own niece in the pool, she really didn't see a thing.

At about 10 PM, Heather went to bed leaving Aunt Sarah and Uncle Tom to visit with her dad. While all three of them were a little tipsy, Tom was really throwing back the cocktails and got a little smashed. At about 11 PM Tom was slurring very badly and both John and Sarah had to help him back into the house, up the stairs and into bed.

John turned on his heels leaving Sarah with Tom. He peeked in on Heather who was lightly snoring, went to the den downstairs to ready his bed for sleep.

Standing in only his boxers, and fixing the bedding on the pull out coach, John felt a pair of hands slide up the front of his body from behind. He stood there a moment enjoying the feel of Heather's hands on his chest and stomach and then felt them slide down to trace the outline of his cock and balls. When he turned to embrace his daughter, Heather, he was shocked to see his sister, Sarah!

Sarah grinned and said, "Expecting somebody else?"

John didn't say a word. 

He couldn't form a thought. 

Sarah was dressed in a see through pajama top that just barley extended to the very top of her thigh. John could see the nipples of her breast almost as well as if she had nothing on at all. Her legs were smooth and tan and her eyes were sparkling at him.

"Tom is asleep and he isn't waking up anytime soon", she said.

Again, John did not reply.

Sarah new she had the upper hand and continued, "All that wine makes me horny John. Wanna ball me?"

She walked up to John and pushed him onto the bed. His cock was already straining to be released from his boxers. Sarah, with no resistance from John, pulled his boxers off releasing his cock. With John now completely naked, Sarah slowly and seductively pulled her top off releasing her big tits.

"I thought I might just wanna suck this clean a bit before I fuck it."

Sarah started to give John the greatest blow job of his life. Sarah could suck a cock and got a lot of practice with her husband Tom and a variety of other men, some that her husband new and, some that he didn't. 

John could not believe how wonderful Sarah's mouth felt on his pecker. He was afraid that he would cum before he fucked her. With Sarah's experience, she knew that Tom couldn't take much more of her sucking so she let him fall from her mouth and squatted her pussy on John's face. John's mouth opened to lick and taste his brother's wife. Sarah, rubbed her pussy all over John's mouth and John used his tongue to bring her off to a quick orgasm.

"Oh yeah John, that's the spot. Lick me right there. Oh yeah, sugar. Lick me, I'm gonna cum soon."

With a greatly raised voice almost near a scream Sarah shouted, "That's it! That's it! Argghhhh! Owwwww! 

Sarah slid back on John's body and impaled herself on his cock. John's hands moved to Sarah's big tits and he started to squeeze her nipples and feel her up.

"That's it John. Squeeze my nipples, that feels so good."

"I really like your cock, John. It feels good inside of me. I've always wanted to do this with you but until today, I didn't think you would do it."

In the midst of the fucking John had to wonder what she meant by the comment, "until today?" He wondered, "What had happened today?" Then his mind grew darker, "Could she know about me and Heather"?  Then immediately his own mind replied back to him, "No, no way".

"Well I'm glad we're fucking now. Sarah, your body is fantastic. I love your hole. Are you sure Tom won't wake up?"

As she continued to ride John's prick, Sarah said, "Not a chance. Let me get on the bottom."

As Sarah got underneath John, a sleepy Heather woke to the noises from downstairs and was amazed to see that Aunt Sarah was fucking her dad! She thought, "Oh my gosh!"

However, Heather wasn't mad. The site turned her on and she was happy that her dad was nailing such a woman with such a hot body as her Aunt Sarah had. Heather found herself admiring Aunt Sarah's big breasts and slim waist. "Aunt Sarah is hot", Heather thought.

She watched and listed to the fucking her dad was giving to Aunt Sarah and wished that she was in there with them. "Wow, that would be an experience", she believed.

"I'm gonna cum soon Sarah. Here it comes."

"Me too stud. Give me that cum."

Both of them ooohh'd and aahhh'd and came together and fell into a long passionate kiss.

Heather took this opportunity to sneak back into bed.

In about 15 more minutes, she heard Aunt Sarah come up the stairs and go to bed. She could also hear Aunt Sarah and Uncle Tom chatting behind the door. There were giggles and laughs and then, the unmistakable sound of fucking. "Fucking", Heather thought, "She just got done humping my dad and know she is screwing my dad's brother. Wow, Aunt Sarah is a fucking machine."




Horny Heather



Heather continued to listen to the bedsprings and the moaning and it only fueled her need for cock. She slipped out of bed to find her daddy.

When she got downstairs, her dad was asleep. His boxers were on the floor and he wasn't covered. His cock was erect as he was probably dreaming about the fucking Aunt Sarah just gave him.

To herself, Heather said, "Well, his cock is stiff and my pussy's wet. No sense wasting this opportunity because he's asleep."

Heather peeled off her pajama tops and bottoms and in a blur of motion had his cock in her cunt. As she started to ride her dad's cock, John still asleep said, "Gee Sarah, back for more?"

"Oh daddy, just fuck me", was Heather's reply and she continued to hump his dick.

John was in shock. He thought, "Oh know, I just admitted something I shouldn't have."

Heather saw the look in her dad's eye.

"It's ok daddy. I was down here and saw you fucking Aunt Sarah. It's ok. Actually, the two of you looked great. Just make sure you save some for me too, ok?"

"I'll always have some for you sweet Heather. You are daddy's horny slut and I like fucking you best."

That made Heather feel very special and she said, "I love you daddy".

"I love you too my little cum slut."

Heather rode her daddy until she and he climaxed. She gave her dad a little kiss and then crept up to bed.

Chapter 12

John had to get up early the next morning to drive back to town and catch his plane. He had his first cup of coffee at 4:30 am. 

"Man, I sure could have used a couple more hours of sleep", he thought. 

"Oh well, I guess I preferred getting laid than sleeping."

He heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs and soon, standing before him was a very naked Sarah.

"I really liked fucking you last night and wanted some more before you left."

John and Sarah embraced in a long hard kiss. John's hands crept down to Sarah's ass and as he pushed she ground her pubis against his growing shaft. 

"Fuck me here in the kitchen John," Sarah said.

She bent over the kitchen counter and stuck her ass back at John.

John pushed his boxers down to the floor and shoved his cock back into Sarah.

"Oh that feels good. Just like last night. Fuck me John. Fuck me lover."

John liked the sound of the word, "lover". There was no doubt that he was her lover as he watched his dick disappear into Sarah's snatch. While he liked his brother, he loved his brother's wife's pussy!

John had hold of Sarah's hips as he continued to push his rod deep into her cunt.

"Oh give it to me John. Harder baby. Harder lover."

John increased his thrusts and their body contact was making loud smacking sounds that echoed in the kitchen.

Sarah shoved back hard onto John's love stick as she was racked by an orgasm. "Oh yeah, John that was great!"

John continued to buck until he felt the pressure in his balls began to build and then he released his sperm in a torrent into Sarah.

Sarah could feel John spew and said, "Emm, yeah, pump that cum in me John. Deep, baby. Oh, so nice.

After Sarah felt John's last spasm, she got on her knees and used her tongue to lick his pecker clean.

"I love the taste of cum John", she said. " I hope you don't mind, (slurp, lick)."

"No problem Sarah. I've never had my dick sucked like this."

Pulling his dick from her mouth for just a moment Sarah replied, "I'll suck and fuck this rod any chance I can get."

Sarah continued to lick and suck and she got John hard again. 

She continued to suck until John spewed down her throat.

Sarah got off of her knees. Gave John a quick kiss and went back upstairs to bed.

John cleaned up. Got dressed and left for the airport.

Chapter 13

Karen Moore woke up early Monday morning with a headache but not as bad a one as she would have had she not thrown up. "Funny to be thankful over puking," she muttered as she got to the bathroom to take a pee.

She took an aspirin and drank as much water as her stomach could stand and then went back to bed. However, prior to jumping into bed, she looked out the window and smiled. It was just starting to rain and Karen knew that Mark wouldn't be able to mow any lawns in the rain so she was hoping he'd stop over for another round of fucking.  

Karen knew that her lover's sperm was still swimming around inside of her and that made her feel great. She loved Mark's dick and couldn't wait to get him between her legs again.  The thought of fucking such a well hung young man got Karen's juices flowing again and made the throbbing in her head and thequeasiness in her stomach subside.

As her fingers drifted to her snatch for some relief, she started to wonder about other men she could fuck. Certainly her husband, she really wanted to fuck him. She still loved him and now wanted to prove her love to him. However, having held back for so long, she knew that her days of monogamy were over. Her fingers continued to twiddle with her clit.

Speaking to herself, "That salesman from AJ&E is such a hunk. I'd love to have his cock in my mouth and pussy." Karen then imagined this salesmen enter her office, lift her skirt and fuck her on her own desk. As she continued to play out the fantasy in her mind, her fingers brought herself to a quick orgasm.

"Ummm that felt good", she thought. "I'm gonna have to get that man in my bed."

The orgasm made Karen feel better and the aspirin and water was also doing its part. She knew that she wasn't going to make her flight or the business trip that she had planned. She needed to sort things out. Figure out what kind of woman she would become and of course, whom she could fuck. She figured she'd make a sort of, "wish list". After all, she had a lot of catching up to do.

Karen called her boss and told him that she got some kinda virus from Heather and couldn't make the flight. She apologized for any inconvenience, and he was so nice about it, she started thinking about letting him have her after the next staff meeting. Her mind wandered to what it would be like to be under his desk with her bosses cock down her throat. 

After turning on the shower water, Karen scrubbed herself nice and clean and after drying off, started to apply a little makeup until she heard the doorbell.

"I'll bet that's Mark", she thought. She quickly ran a comb through her hair. "Well it's still wet but it will have to do and at least I have some make-up on." Then instead of grabbing her frumpy flannel robe, she grabbed her sheer nightgown and pulled it over her head as she headed down the stairs to let Mark in.

As she reached the base of the stairs, she saw her reflection in the hall mirror, which showed her plump breasts beautifully positioned in the gown. She quickly tweaked and pulled her nipples to get them standing at attention. She knew that her reflection in the mirror would likely encourage her young lover to fuck her on the floor of the vestibule. 

As she opened the door, she could feel the gush of her juices already running down her thighs.

However, as she pulled the door open, instead of Mark, she saw Harry Wilson.

"Oh Harry, gee, what a surprise".  Karen quickly tried to regain her composure and realized that she was showing off her body to Harry Wilson and not to Mark.  

"You got me at an awkward time, Harry. Just getting out of the shower. What can I do for you?"

Harry looked at the beautiful Mrs. Karen Moore. Her nightgown was better than any fantasy he ever had. He wasn't sure he could do what he intended but seeing her in that hot little nightgown, he knew he had to have her.

Karen immediately realized that Harry had a look in his eye that she had never seen before. He was openly eyeing her breasts and legs. There was no mistaking the look in his eyes, as it was obvious that he really liked what he saw.

Harry Wilson was always a good neighbor. Any time she was sunning herself or in the garden he always stopped by to say, "hi" or give her a hand. Such a nice man, she always thought.

Harry spoke, "Karen, I don't know how to say this, so instead, I'll just show you."

With that Harry pulled out an envelope and handed it to Karen.

Karen pulled several photographs out. The first showed her sitting on the patio chair with her hand between her legs. The second was when she fell into Mark's arms and the third and fourth showed her kissing Mark. The fifth picture was of Karen leading Mark by the hand into her house.

Karen didn't know what to say. She looked at Harry, looked back at the pictures and then back to Harry again.

Harry closed the distance and reached his hand inside of Karen's nightgown. As he started to squeeze her breast, Harry said, "Karen, nobody has to know about this."

Karen was numb.

Harry took out his hand and pulled Karen's nightgown over her head.

Karen stood in front of Harry Wilson naked.

"Karen, I just want a little of what you gave to the kid next door."

He pulled Karen into his arms. She offered no resistance and still, said not one word.

Harry looked into her beautiful face and then kissed her.

His lips touched Karen's but she did not kiss back.

His hands slid to cup Karen's bare ass cheeks and as he felt them up, he kissed her again. This time he left his lips on her mouth a moment longer and then, Karen opened her mouth and let Harry's tongue in.

She could taste the same stale cigarette taste that her daughter had. Harry Wilson's tongue glided all over Karen's mouth. He pushed his hips into her so that she could feel his growing erection.

Karen's mind started to engage and process what was going on. With her eyes closed and her tongue dancing with Harry's, she could feel his fingers spearing inside the crack of her ass and his very hard, cock pushing against her bare belly. She thought, "Good grief, Harry is really hung!" Karen could feel a tingle in her pussy as there was no doubt what Harry wanted in return for his silence. 

As they continued to kiss, Harry's hand left the back of her ass and started to caress her right breast. Karen was swooning under his finger's assault of her nipple and then she felt his hand drift lower to the area between her legs. 

Harry cupped her sex and slid his fingers inside her slit. Almost instantly, Harry stopped his tongue assault for just the briefest moment and Karen knew why. She knew she was wet and now, Harry knew it too. Even though there was still a part of Karen's mind that couldn't believe this was happening she did have to admit that being taken this way was exciting her. 

As Karen could feel her own body respond by pushing down from her waist to ride Harry's probing fingers, she knew that the outcome of this situation was going to end with Harry fucking her. Surprisingly, the thought of his hard cock pushing into her was not repulsive. In fact, she was becoming quite invigorated and even wetter at the proposition. 

She started thinking, "So Harry Wilson was gonna get a little pussy.... Big deal." 

As her mind achieved acceptance of her own impending submission, that thought and Harry's finger fucking her, fueled her own need and she kissed Harry back with even more passion. 

Karen could feel Harry's digits probing her sex as her tongue swirled in unison with his nicotine stained mouth but at this point, Karen no longer cared. All she cared about was her own sexual release and this man was going to help her reach it. Now fully committed to the inevitable, she broke the kiss and slid her tongue along the top of Harry's lip before saying, "Let's go upstairs and do this right."

Karen lead the way upstairs and Harry followed behind looking at her choice ass as it sashayed up the stairs.

When they came to her room she laid down on her back, legs spread and said, "Harry, why don't you get naked and eat my pussy."

Harry was thrilled that she sounded like she was willing to do this. This was going to be much better than just forcing her or making her cry or something worse. This was everything he ever hoped for.

He kicked off his shoes, dropped his pants and underwear to release his thick cock and Karen didn't even focus on any other part of his body except his tool. 

She involuntarily licked her lips in anticipation and cooed, "Harry, that's the biggest cock I've ever seen.

With a grin and a prideful voice, Harry replied, "Karen, that's not the first time I've heard that."

Harry ripped off his shirt and dove between Karen's legs. As soon as his head was between her thighs and his tongue hit her hole, Karen's mind was exclusively focused on the orgasm that was fast approaching.

His tongue felt wonderful. In fact, Karen figured that she was so horny at being taken this way that "any" tongue would feel wonderful. 

Karen uttered, "Eat me you perverted slob, make me cum." Karen couldn't believe she said something like that to Harry Wilson. However, she also couldn't believe that he had his tongue in her pussy and that her hips were pushing against his mouth because it felt so good.

"That's it, eat me. Make me cum. I need to cum. Swirl that tongue. Lap at my hole. Make me wet. Make me cum and then fuck my sweet hole!"

Harry was going nuts! No woman had ever spoken to him like that. Karen Moore was one hot slut. He never would have guessed. He could hear the urgency of her breathing and she pushed her hips up off the bed and held them there while he tongued her to the orgasm she demanded.

"Fuck me Harry. Do me."

Harry positioned himself between Karen's legs and slid his cock into her twat. He didn't even hesitate and instead, fed her his entire length and girth.

Karen's body shuddered with an immediate orgasm.

"Oh Harry, fuck me with that horse cock of yours!"

As he pushed and shoved and felt the walls of Karen's pussy give way to his thrusting meat, he put her legs over his head and pushed in so that he bottomed out against her cervix.

Gasping for air and in a state of total frenzy, Karen just lay still while Harry shoved his cock as deep into her as he could reach. "Harry, I'm cumming...." 

Harry could feel Karen starting to thrash from orgasm after orgasm underneath him. There was no doubt that she was digging his big dick. Not every woman could accept his girth but for the ones that could, he knew he could bring them nothing short of total ecstasy. With her legs still positioned over his head, he fucked her hard because through experience, he knew which women could take it. 

As he repeatedly pushed into her, Karen's breasts bounced at every penile invasion and while her eyes were shut to enjoy the experience, Harry's were wide open, as he didn't want to miss a thing. Between kissing her mouth and neck, he noticed the little love bites that young Mark had already left on Karen and thought, "Wow, this little tramp likes to be fucked."

Karen loved the feel of a cock in her pussy and started to understand that if she couldn't have Mark, she was glad that she had Harry's huge prick in her. 

Karen felt his belly slap against her as Harry fucked her for all he was worth. She pulled Harry's mouth to hers as she was now desperate to kiss this man.. A man prepared to blackmail her for pussy. As she felt his big dick pushing into her she started thinking, and came to yet another realization, "Stupid man. With a dick like this, he could have fucked me just by asking."

Her tongue swirled in his mouth. 

His cock pounded in her pussy. 

She came again.

"Give me your cum Harry. Cum deep. Give it to me."

Harry pushed, shoved and finally, he came.

Chapter 14

It was nearing 10:00 am and Heather figured that she had better get up. She went to the bathroom, put a quick comb threw her hair and headed downstairs. Her Aunt Sarah had her back towards her as she was at the kitchen sink cleaning up her breakfast dishes.

Aunt Sarah saw Heather and said, "Good morning love."

"Good morning Aunt Sarah. Looks like my dad got off ok this morning."

Aunt Sarah found a fair bit of humor in her comment. "He didn't just get off once, he got off twice," she though to herself.

"Yes dear, your dad left very early this morning. He got off just fine." Sarah had to suppress a giggle. 

Sarah had on a sheer blouse, no bra and what appeared to be either a bathing suit bottom or a pair of panties on. Heather could see her Aunt Sarah's breasts and nipples almost as easy as if she was shirtless and while she tried not to stare, she had to admit to herself that her Aunt Sarah had a great chest.

Sarah could see the reaction on Heather's face as she took in what she was wearing. It was in fact, the effect that Sarah wanted to have on her niece.

"Your Uncle Tom had to go into the office for a few hours this morning but he will take the next couple of days off to visit with you. It's just you and me kiddo for the next several hours. What do you think about hanging out by the pool?"

Heather replied, "Yeah that sounds great."

Aunt Sarah was pleased as she wanted to see her niece in as little as possible while she had her alone this morning. Relishing her initial success, Sarah felt that she would press a little further. 

"Heather, I don't want to make you uncomfortable but we are kinda far away from the nearest home and your Uncle and I often swim in the nude. I guess I am just accustomed to an all-over-tan. Will that make you uncomfortable?"

Heather wanted to appear grown up and told her Aunt, "Sure whatever makes you comfortable."

"Well sweetheart, you can also swim and sunbathe in the nude as well if you like and with a knowing adult look stated,  "I won't tell."

Heather didn't exactly respond to the question. She was thinking that hanging out by the pool naked with her Aunt would be kinda fun. Heather also wondered what would happen when her Uncle came home and saw her in the nude. Instead of making her uncomfortable, she was kind of excited thinking about being naked in front of her Uncle and hoped that she would see him naked too. She wondered, "I wonder if his dick is as big as Daddy's?"

Aunt Sarah walked out the back door toward the pool, pulled off her blouse and left her panties sitting in the walkway. Heather thought her Aunt looked just beautiful as she strolled naked to the pool. 

Heather thought, "Well, when in Rome", then shucked off her clothes and headed out to the pool with her Aunt.

Both ladies jumped into the pool and swam around together. They splashed and played tag. Aunt Sarah loved looking at the youthful body that Heather had. "Sweetheart, you have got one hot body!"

"Thank you Aunt Sarah."

Standing in the pool, Aunt Sarah reached up with her hand and caressed Heather's left breast. Heather enjoyed the touch of her Aunt and made no effort to pull away. As she switched to the other breast, Sarah muttered, "So beautiful", and noticed that Heather's nipples were very reactive to her touch. "This is going as well as I could have hoped," she thought.

Sarah continued, "Here honey, let's go ahead and get some sun. I'll put some lotion on your back for you. Go ahead and lie down on that chaise lounge over there."

Heather got out of the pool and wondered what was happening to her. "My Aunt's touch on my breasts was so nice. I really didn't want her to stop," she thought.

Heather laid down face first on the lounge. Sarah could hardly stop staring at the cute little body that Heather had. She poured suntan lotion on her hands and then started to spread the lotion on Heather's back. She used long, slow movements to spread the lotion all the way down her back and on the sides of her body where she got a little feel of the sides of Heather's youthful breasts. 

Heather really liked the feeling of her Aunt's hands on her body. With the sun baking down on her, and the feel of her Aunt's hands, she started thinking about what she saw last night between her dad and Aunt Sarah. They were so hot together and the memory started to create a little moisture problem in Heather's snatch. She felt her Aunt's hand spreading the lotion on her back. She felt her hands slide along the side of her breasts and that felt especially nice.