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Chapter 1


Sheila Davis smoothed her hands down over her silken sides and rested
them on her naked hips, smiling seductively and admiring herself in her
full-length mirror. She felt silly standing there all alone in her
bedroom and practicing the comely smile that she had steadfastly refused
to use on a man for three miserable and fuckless years, but she had been
seized by the urge to see herself at her luscious best again, and the
urge had been much too powerful to resist.

Sheila had managed somehow to cram her huge tits into a tiny bikini top,
although the overflow of yielding tit-flesh was almost obscene. She had
left her bottom off, not that the skimpy garment would have covered much
of her beautiful ass anyway. She felt seductive as she stood there half
naked, her tits barely covered, looking at her furry dark-haired cunt.
She shook her head and tossed her long soft black hair until it fell
over her naked shoulders and cascaded over her barely-covered bulging
breasts.

Sheila was amazed to discover that her sensuality seemed to be coming to
life again after three years of no cock. She knew what had triggered her
sudden reawakening. Her sixteen-year-old son Terry was with her again
after a three-year absence, and it was he who had caused the itch of
lust to stir her pussy.

Sheila had felt herself coming to life again after such a long and
restless sleep the moment she had seen her son striding down the ramp at
the airport three weeks earlier. She felt herself being slowly consumed
by the intense heat of her naked lust for her son.

As much as Sheila hated to admit it, she knew deep down inside her that
she was wildly in love with her handsome young son. She knew how dirty
and depraved her love for him was, knew perfectly well that her love for
the boy went far beyond a mother's natural love for her only c***d. Her
pussy positively blazed with passion for the boy.

Sheila always felt dizzy whenever he was near her. At times she could
hardly breathe when he paraded around the beach house in various degrees
of undress. She had almost fainted on several occasions when he had
flashed his cunt-melting young grin at her.

Sheila had caught herself staring at the big soft-looking bulge of
Terry's crotch the moment she had seen him leave the plane at the
airport, and had been immediately filled with shame at her lewd
behavior.

So far she knew that Terry hadn't noticed her ogling at his cock. He was
so tall, so muscular, so handsome, and he moved with such controlled
power that she felt her cunt warming whenever he was near her.

Sheila had lived without a man, and without her son, for far too long,
but it had been necessary under the circumstances, and she somehow knew
that Terry understood and forgave her for his three years without a
mother.

Sheila had been too unstable after her stormy divorce from her husband
Blake to devote to her son the time and attention she had known Terry
would need at such a sensitive time in his life.

At the urging of friends and relatives, she had sent Terry off to the
Bradford School for Boys for three years. Terry had grown to young
manhood in the three years at Bradford. She had given them a sensitive
and confused thirteen-year-old boy and they had returned a young stud in
his place. At sixteen he was the perfect image of his father, whom
Sheila still loved in spite of herself. She was filled now with the urge
to mother the c***d she had missed for so long.

She saw in the boy all of Blake's good qualities and none of the bad. He
had Blake's boldness, but not the cruel streak that had gone with it.
Her son knew how to flash his boyish grin and make a girl's heart
flutter, and he knew that if he could make a girl's heart flutter he
could make her cunt flutter too. Blake had had that same cunt-warming
grin, but had used it far too often on far too many other women.

Sheila had had ample opportunity to observe her son's way with girls. In
the three weeks since he had been home he had already managed to sweep a
beautiful young girl off her feet and into his arms. Sheila knew that
Bradford was an extremely liberal school, so liberal in fact that it was
often the object of heated social criticism.

Of course she had no idea what sexual liberties the male students at
Bradford actually took with the girls at Carleton, an all-girl
institution only a stone's throw from Bradford, but she did know that
those liberties had been taken often enough to teach her son more than
the fundamentals of fucking. She knew these things because she had
watched Terry putting into practice the things he had learned in his
three years at Bradford.

She had watched her son fucking on the beach!

She flushed when she thought about how dirty her spying was. But she
hadn't been able to resist watching Terry and his girl friend Wendy on
the sandy beach. She had been spying on them for several days now, and
the more she watched the hotter her lust for her son had become.

As she stood before her mirror and admired her naked form, she began to
realize that Wendy really wasn't any more attractive than she was,
although the girl was sixteen and Sheila was thirty-six. The years had
been good to Sheila, at least physically. She still had what it took to
excite men. She still had the huge free-flowing tits that her husband
had loved to lift and fondle so lustily. She still had the gently
sloping thighs that hid the fuzzy nest of her fragrant and responsive
cunt, the thighs that Blake had loved to stroke, the cunt that he had
loved to fuck.

She had everything it took to captivate a man, if only she could bring
herself to try again after such a painful divorce experience.

When she thought of the joys she had experienced in Blake's bed, her
cunt began to moisten between her slightly spread legs. She had to have
cock now! She had to feel something rubbing against her clit and the
tender lips of her pussy! She had to have something in her cunt, even if
it was her own fingers!

She held her breath and reached down between her long lithe legs,
stroking the mound of her cunt. She felt her pussy tingling inside as
her fingertips stimulated the sensitive flesh. Her cunt began to twitch
as her fingers played over her pussy-flesh.

She had to see Terry and Wendy! She couldn't wait another minute. She
ran to her dresser and removed the binoculars she had been using for her
spying, still pressing the fingers of one hand against her moistening
cuntlips. Hardly able to breathe, she ran into the living room and sat
herself on the sofa in front of her huge picture window. The view of the
ocean was always breathtaking, but now her breath was taken away by a
wilder and even more awe-inspiring sight. She had found them!

Sheila had known just about where to point her binoculars.

Terry and Wendy usually fucked in the same spot on a big bright orange
beach blanket, which was easy enough to find on the white sand of the
beach. Sheila's beach house was far enough away from the other houses in
the area to afford Terry and Wendy enough privacy for their hot-fucking
activities, although she somehow got the impression that privacy was the
farthest thing from their horny minds.

Wendy was a hot-assed little cunt, and Sheila knew it. Sheila was a bit
jealous of her too, although she tried to hide her true feelings. She
writhed when she considered how Wendy was monopolizing Terry's time, but
she endured the agony for the sake of her son. Wendy was a nice enough
girl, she knew, if only Terry wouldn't spend so much of his time with
her.

Wendy was on vacation and was staying at her Aunt Sally's place,
although she seemed to be staying with Sheila and Terry as much as with
her aunt. But even though her feelings about Wendy were mixed, Sheila
had to admit that she gave her the opportunity to stroke her sweet cunt
leisurely while she watched her son in action.

Sheila curled her naked legs beneath her ass and reached between them,
sticking her finger all the way up her cunt and finger-fucking herself
slowly. She stared wide-eyed at the youngsters fucking on the beach. She
was so excited that she had trouble steadying the high-powered
binoculars in her trembling hand.

* * *

"Okay, Wendy baby, here we are on the beach with nobody in sight. The
sun's hot and so are my fuckin' balls. So how's about givin' my old cock
a good suck?" Terry grinned at Wendy, his blue eyes glittering.

"You make it sound so romantic!" Wendy sniffed, her hand dropping on the
huge bulge that swelled beneath her boy friend's tight trunks.

"Romantic my ass! Cut the talkin' and suck me off!" Terry said, scooting
closer to this beautiful blonde chick and spreading his muscular legs to
give her a better view of his swelling crotch.

"Aren't you bold!" Wendy gasped in feigned shock and amazement, removing
her hand from Terry's cock-bulge and sitting up primly. She shook her
pretty blonde head. "And what makes you think that a refined lady like
me would do such a dirty thing for a nasty boy like you?"

"Oh shit, Wendy, I dunno. I just guessed from the way you were grabbin'
my balls out there in the water you might like a taste of the old cock.
Come to think of it, Miss Wendy, you've been feelin' my cock and balls
through my trunks all day! Of course if you don't want to..." Terry
smiled, rolling over on his stomach and waiting for tile hot-assed
chick's predictable reaction.

"Don't be so hasty, darling!" Wendy smiled, her beautiful blue eyes
sparkling. "I might take a little taste of your nasty cock, just a
little taste of it mind you!" She laughed, falling beside her
sixteen-year-old stud and kissing him on the cheek.

"Aw shucks, Miss Wendy, you know I can't give y'all just a little taste
of prick. My cock's too damn big for just a little taste! I wouldn't
wanna choke you with it, and I wouldn't want you to do anything you'd be
ashamed of later, Miss Wendy," Terry teased, turning his face away from
her. "I'll just beat off and shoot the stuff into this here beach
towel."

Terry reached inside his tight trunks and grabbed his stiff prick,
bucking his lean young ass against the towel for a moment or two.

"Oh no you won't, Terry Davis! Stop that this minute! We just can't have
you wasting that delicious sperm of yours! I'm starving! Roll over and
let me eat you all up!" she giggled.

"Naw, Miss Wendy, I ... I respect you too much now!" Terry grinned.

"Oh please, Terry! Please let me suck your cock! I beg you! Let me eat
your delicious dick!" she said dramatically, on her knees in the sand,
her eyes closed beseechingly.

"Well, if you insist, Miss Wendy. I can't stand to see a girl beg."

Terry smiled, starting to roll over on his back again but changing his
mind at the last minute. "Y'know, Miss Wendy, I think I deserve more
than just a suck job now, after all that teasin' I mean. You cockteasers
make a guy kinda tense, y'know what I mean? So how's about a nice
massage to loosen me up a little?"

"Anything you say, Terry! Anything at all!" Wendy smiled, throwing her
long lithe legs over Terry's muscular back, straddling him like a
stallion.

When Terry felt Wendy's silken hands on his naked shoulders, he knew
that he was in for one hell of an afternoon. Wendy had the warmest,
softest hands he had ever felt on his naked body, and he had felt a good
many hands. In fact, Wendy had to be the warmest chick he had ever
known, and the most eager to fuck and suck.

She kneaded his tense muscles for him. Wendy knew exactly how to turn a
guy on and keep him turned on until they both flashed off in the
craziest orgasms imaginable, and it was just the kind of knowledge that
Terry appreciated in a chick.

He had met Wendy the first day of his stay with his mother. Meeting his
mother hadn't been the easiest thing for him, or, he realized, for his
mother. He had expected some confusion of feelings when he saw her for
the first time, but he had expected nothing like the strange and totally
unexpected mixture of love and sexual excitement that had filled him
that day. He had actually been wildly turned on by his mother! He still
felt strange when he thought about it.

He hadn't recognized his mother standing there in the airport waiting
for him with open arms. When he had realized that the dark and beautiful
woman was his mother, he had almost pissed in his pants. She was
infinitely more beautiful than he remembered her, a tall, smooth,
cool-looking beauty with dark eyes that seemed to smolder with
controlled sexuality.

Terry had almost gotten a hard-on right there in the airport, and things
had gone equally badly for him all that day.

Terry had wanted to get away from his mother and the relatives and
friends who had turned out to greet him that day. He had needed time to
get away by himself and think things over. He had been lucky enough to
find Wendy walking along the beach in the sunset.

He had made idle conversation with the luscious young blonde for a few
minutes and had been amazed at her easy responsiveness. She had seemed
totally open, totally free to communicate with him. She was just the
kind of girl he had always wanted, just the kind of girl he had dreamed
about at Bradford, and she had taken his mind off the lust that his sexy
mother had kindled inside him. Before long the two sixteen-year-olds had
become great friends, and great lovers.

Terry had fucked her that same night, after making excuses with the
family. It had been one wild night on the beach, fucking in the
moonlight with the sound of the surf pounding steadily in their ears,
pounding as steadily as Terry's cock went in and out of Wendy's sucking
cunt.

He had been fucking her every day since, sneaking out of the house every
chance he got, putting the cock to the luscious beauty at any time of
the day or night.

Wendy had no trouble finding the time to spread her legs for him. All
she had to do was tell her aunt that she had a date. Her aunt understood
exactly what she was doing when she went for those long walks on the
beach and accepted her sexual activities as a perfectly healthy way to
spend the summer.

Terry wasn't sure that his mother would understand his sexual freedom.
He hated slipping away under ridiculously false pretenses and meeting
Wendy secretly on the beach. Recently, he had introduced his girl friend
to his mother, but he still hadn't been able to tell her his true
feelings for her.

"Does that feel better, Terry?" Terry heard Wendy ask sweetly.

"Uh ... yeah, baby, that feels great," he said, brought back suddenly by
the sound of his girl's voice.

"That doesn't sound very convincing, Terry," Wendy said, moving her
hands over Terry's back and squeezing his heavy muscles lovingly.

"Aw shit, Wendy, I'm sorry. Hell, baby, I was just thinkin' about
somethin'," Terry said.

"We can't have you thinking too much, Terry. I want you to let your mind
go free and enjoy this little massage," Wendy said, her hands on Terry's
asscheeks now, squeezing his flesh through the tight material of his
damp swim trunks.

When Terry felt Wendy sneaking her fingers inside the waistband of his
trunks, he forgot his problems with his mother and abandoned himself to
the wild thrills that free-fucking Wendy inspired in him.

His cock was hard already and had been for a long time, most of the
afternoon in fact. She had been grabbing his crotch playfully all
afternoon, and he had been grabbing at her silken titties at every
opportunity. Her tits were barely covered by the tight little pink
bikini top she wore. Terry liked nothing better than the feel of wet
tit-flesh in his strong young hands, and Wendy had plenty of tit-flesh
to feel.

But now it was Wendy's turn to work Terry into a hot frenzy, and Terry
felt his body responding.

He sighed when he felt the girl's eager fingers moving beneath his tight
trunks. His cock was almost sticking out through the leg of his trunks.
His balls were painfully cramped by his big swollen cock. He could feel
slippery droplets of pre-cum oozing out of his prick and wetting the
inside of his tight trunks.

She was driving him nuts with her expert manipulations, and she hadn't
even started yet.

"Why don't we get rid of these silly trunks, Terry? I never did like
brown trunks. There, that's much better. I like pink, Terry. You're as
pink as a baby down there, lover." Wendy smiled, her eyes widening, her
heart fluttering as she slowly skinned his trunks down over his ass.

Terry lifted up his hips and helped her expose the cheeks of his ass.

The free-fucking chick managed to expose her lover's ass without
uncovering the front of his body. He wanted desperately to let his cock
free from its painful confinement, wanted desperately to feel Wendy's
fingers moving over it, wanted desperately to feel his balls squirming
in her eager young hands.

His cock jerked when she ran her incredibly soft warm hands over the
exposed cheeks of his hard young ass. He felt shivers race up and down
his spine when she ran her fingers up and down the crack of his ass,
felt a tension building deep down in his balls when she dipped her hand
down between his legs and tickled his scrotum.

"Hey, Wendy, that's the greatest, but there's somethin' on the other
side of me that's kinda tense too. How about workin' on my other side
for a while?" Terry reached up behind him without turning over and
grabbed one of Wendy's barely concealed tits.

"How could I resist, Terry?" the hot-assed chick smiled, thrilling to
the feel of her lover's strong hand on her big tittie.

Terry rolled over on his back and put his hands behind his head,
spreading his long muscular legs and opening his crotch to Wendy's gaze.
He watched Wendy reach down and grab a handful of cock through his thin
trunks. Every muscle in his young body tensed uncontrollably when he
felt her gentle fingers wrap around his hard prick.

He sucked in. his breath when he saw her reaching beneath his tight
waistband and tugging until his trunks were down to his knees. His cock
ached terribly, dripping pre-seminal fluid and throbbing wildly between
his legs. His balls felt as if they were on fire, burning deep down
inside with hot lust for Wendy. She was driving him crazy and she knew
it.

"Ummmmmmm! Delicious, Terry! What a cock you have! And such huge balls!
You really are a stud, Terry. I'll bet you'd like me to take this huge
prick in my little mouth and suck the cum right out of it, wouldn't you,
Terry? Is that why you're so tense, darling?" Wendy smiled seductively,
moving both of her silken hands up and down Terry's dripping erection.

"Yeah, baby! I want that mouth on my cock! You bet your sweet ass I want
it! Suck that fucker! Gimme some real sweet head, Wendy!" Terry rasped,
gasping when the horny chick grabbed his balls and tugged on them hard
enough to cause him a little pain.

"Do you like that too? Do you like having your big fat balls squeezed,
stud?" Wendy hissed, growing wilder and wilder by the second as she
manipulated Terry's prick and balls.

"Yeah, I like it fine! Damn right I like it, baby! But don't pull those
fuckers off!" 'Terry gritted his teeth as she continued to pull on his
sperm-swollen balls.

"Pull them off? I wouldn't do a thing like that, lover! I wouldn't be
able to drink that delicious cum of yours if I pulled your balls off!
I'll be more gentle, Terry! How's this?" Wendy giggled, stroking Terry's
tight balls with the tips of her sensitive fingers.

"Go down on it now, Wendy! You get me hotter'n hell! Give it a good long
suck!" Terry growled deep in his throat. "Suck that fuckin' cock! Suck
it, baby!"

Terry felt Wendy's long blonde hair falling over his naked thighs as she
bent over his aching erection and pursed her pretty lips. He shivered
when she grabbed the aching shaft of his bloated cock and held it
straight up away from his hard young body. He trembled deep down inside
when he felt her warm moist breath against the shiny hard head of his
prick. He sucked in his breath when he felt her wet lips touch the lips
of his swollen cock-head.

He felt his body jerk when Wendy plunged her pretty head down all the
way to the wiry hair of his curly dark groin. She sucked his entire nine
inches of prick all the way down her sucking throat, running her tongue
around the head of it until it was too far down inside her oral channel.
She sc****d her teeth against the skin on the hard shaft of his cock,
nibbling gently on his plug of meat, making red marks on the skin of his
dripping cock. She tickled the base of his cock with the end of her
tongue when she had swallowed him, flicking her tongue out and tickling
his balls.

Wendy loved to feel his responses, loved to feel his hard young muscles
tensing, loved to feel his cock jerking in her face, loved to feel his
balls tightening against her tongue. She knew how powerfully she was
affecting Terry.

"Oh yeah! Suck my cock! Suck my hot aching cock! Eat it! Eat my cock!
You're the greatest, Wendy baby, the fuckin' greatest! Keep suckin' that
thing! Keep eatin' my meat!" Terry gasped, his breathing shallow and
fast.

Wendy reached down between her kneeling legs and began pressing her warm
fingers against her cuntmound, slowly stimulating her delicious blonde
cunt. Her bikini bottom was already wet at the crotch, wet with the
free-flowing juices her stud's cock was causing to flow between her
legs. The more she sucked Terry's prick the more her cunt flowed with
sweet musky moisture. Her mouth watered as much as her twat, her saliva
dribbling down the impaled shaft of Terry's huge prick. The girl's cunt
was blazing, itching, twitching with excitement and unbridled lust.

Terry noticed that Wendy's fingers were working between her luscious
legs, scratching at the thin material of her bikini, stimulating her hot
pussy.

The more he thought about that hot pussy the more he hungered for it.
The more he thought about her warm moist cunt and the delicious taste of
her pussy the more he longed to bury his face between her legs and eat
her feminine morsel. He had to have her. He had to suck her cunt!

"Oh, baby! Baby! You gotta let me eat you! I gotta suck your cunt!"
Terry rasped, putting his hands on Wendy's cheeks and raising her
beautiful blonde head off his aching rod.

"Yesssssss! Eat my cunt! Lick me! Suck me until I come! Please, Terry!
Please do it to me! Please lick me there! Now! Oh yes! Take me! Take
me!"

Wendy's eyes were glittering with lust, her lips wet with saliva and
Terry's pre-seminal fluid.

Terry struggled to his feet and kicked off his trunks and sandals. His
hard cock jutted up from his hairy groin, the head of it swollen and
glistening in the hot sun. He grinned down at Wendy as she eased herself
into position on the bright orange beach towel.

She smiled wickedly and lay back, her eyes half open, her legs slightly
parted, her hands on her tits. Terry knew that she would do anything in
the world to please him, and he knew that he would do the same for her.

"You're beautiful, Wendy! Goddamn you're beautiful! Better than any of
those chicks at Carleton!" Terry said, reaching down and grabbing his
rigid dick.

"We learned a few things at St. Anne's too, Terry! I must say you're
much better than any of the boys at Anderson College," Wendy smiled.

"Did you fuck a lot there, Wendy?" Terry asked, stroking his hard cock
at a leisurely pace, making wet sucking sounds as his hand went up and
down over the big flange of his cockhead.

"I fucked every night, Terry. But you're the best. You're the very best.
Your cock is so huge! And besides, darling, you're kind of cute." She
smiled playfully.

"You're kinda cute too, Wendy, especially between those legs. Let me get
that bikini off, Wendy. Gotta have your pussy! Gotta have it!" Terry
said, kneeling between his girl's lovely legs and helping her off with
her flimsy garment.

Wendy arched her back slightly, thrusting her slender pelvis out and up,
letting him expose her pussy to the warming rays of the sun. While he
was uncovering her pussy, she reached behind her slender back and
unfastened the strap of her bikini top. Her tits seemed to burst out of
her top when she unfastened it, as if they had been crammed into the
garment like bulging balloons. When she was naked and glowing in the
sunlight, she flashed Terry a cockteaser's smile and offered herself to
him with a nasty wink.

When he had thrown her bikini aside, Terry grabbed Wendy's honey-tanned
tits and began squeezing them lovingly. He had never seen such beautiful
tits on a chick, except in some of his dirty magazines. Every time he
stared at the huge piles of perfectly formed tits he felt dizzy with
excitement.

He squeezed and squeezed her yielding tit-flesh until he heard her soft
moans of passion. Her little nipples hardened immediately. He took them
between his fingertips and pinched the hard little points until he knew
that they tingled inside her, pinched them until she began to cry softly
in the depths of her passion.

"Oh Terry, it's so beautiful being here with you! You make me feel so
... so hot and wild! Yes, darling. Pinch my titties! Play with my tits!
Oh God! God! You're so strong and handsome!" Wendy raised up off the
towel and wrapped her arms around Terry.

"You're somethin' else, baby! Jesus Christ you're hot! You drive me
nuts!" Terry growled as he felt Wendy's big tits crushing against his
smooth hard chest.

Terry fell on Wendy and began kissing her naked flesh from head to toe.
He pressed his hot lips against Wendy's and sucked gently, sneaking his
tongue inside her mouth and tickling her gums. Wendy responded in kind,
exploring Terry's mouth and making his flesh tingle more and more by the
second.

Then he began tasting the satin flesh of her long golden-tanned throat,
licking and kissing from her chin all the way down to her deep cleavage.
He tickled the flesh of her huge tits with his tongue-tip while she
moaned softly with pleasure. He traced the free-flowing curves of her
naked tits with his tongue, flicking the tip over the hard points of her
nipples, taking them into his mouth and sucking on them until she
squirmed.

"You don't know ... how ... how wonderful that makes me feel..." Wendy
cried softly. "I just love having my tits sucked!"

Terry made wet slurping sounds as he licked and sucked Wendy's hot tits.
Her tit-peaks were incredibly hard now, excited wildly by Terry's tongue
and the constant scr****g of his teeth against them. He wanted to go on
sucking her tits forever, but he also wanted to taste the creamy flesh
of her delicious cunt, and his lust for cunt won out over his hunger for
her tits.

Wendy seemed almost disappointed when Terry stopped sucking her
tit-peaks and began moving down over her silken belly. Then she forgave
him for leaving her to pinch her own nipples. She cried deep down inside
her when she felt his wet warm lips traveling over her slightly curved
belly, moaned when she felt his tongue snaking around her belly button,
groaned when she felt his nose pressing against the light blonde down of
her love-nest.

Wendy's cunt was wet and wild inside, twitching and tingling with
uncontrollable lust. She thrilled to the feel of his strong hands on her
naked flesh, thrilled to the knowledge that his big hard cock was ready
and waiting to be plunged deep into her steaming pussy.

"What a pussy! What a fucking pussy!" Terry gasped as his lips grazed
the mound of her fragrant cunt.

Terry rubbed his nose around in Wendy's light golden pubic hair until
she began to squirm. He began flicking out his tongue and tickling the
feminine flesh between the lovely girl's spread legs. His tongue slowly
traveled down toward the raggedy lips of her luscious pussy. He could
taste the musky dew of her cunt on the tip of his tongue even before he
touched the lips of her cunt. He went slowly at his cuntlapping, teasing
the horny chick until she went wild.

"Yes! Suck me! Suck my pussy! Please! Please, Terry! Eat me out! Suck my
pussy! Lick my cuntlips! Suck me until I come! Please! I need your lips
on my twat! I need your tongue inside me!" Wendy cried, her eyes closed,
her head shaking back and forth, her pussy blazing.

"I'm gonna eat you all right, baby! I'm gonna suck your pussy and then
you know what I'm gonna do?" Terry rasped.

"What?" Wendy hissed.

"I'm gonna shove this fuckin' cock inside you so far you're gonna feel
it in your throat!"

"Oh yes! Yesssssss! Give it to me! Suck me and fuck me! I need it! I
need it all!"

Terry suddenly pressed his face against the musky flesh of the girl's
creamy cunt and drove his tongue deep inside her cunt-hole. He began
wiggling his tongue inside her pussy, making the lips of her cunt jiggle
and tingle with passion. His tongue corkscrewed inside Wendy's cunt,
making it flow with moisture.

"Oh Jesus! Move your tongue inside me, Terry! Oh Terry! Terry! Fuck me
with your tongue! I ... I can't stand much more of this! I think I'll
come in another minute! Suck me! Suck my cunt! Make me flash, Terry!
Make my cunt flash! I love you, darling! Eat my pussy! Don't ever stop
sucking it!" Wendy cried, at the height of her fuck-frenzy.

Terry was hot and wild now as Wendy was. His hard cock was jerking up
against his flat belly, wetting his skin with pre-cum. His balls ached
for the luscious free-fucking beauty.

He began licking and sucking her blazing clit, flicking his wet tongue
over the bud of swollen flesh. He heard her moan as her orgasm built up
within her, charging her cunt with sexual electricity. The wet slurping
sounds his lips made as they tugged at her clit were like music to young
Terry's ears. He thirstily lapped up the cuntjuice that the willing
girl's pussy poured forth for him.

"Put it in me, Terry! I need your cock now, lover! Please! Please shove
that big beautiful cock right up my cunt! Oh God! I need that cock! Fuck
me with it, darling! Fuck me until I see stars! Come in my cunt! Shoot
me full of sperm! I want your balls banging against my asshole, Terry!
Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast! Hurry! Hurry!" Wendy's cunt was twitching
wildly inside, her legs shaking, her belly quivering.

"You're gonna get it, Wendy! You're gonna get every goddamn hard inch of
my cock! Hold on, Wendy! Here it comes!"

Terry slid forward over the spread-legged girl's naked body and rubbed
his aching erection against the blonde hair of her sweet pussy. Before
long her pussy-hair was wet with his slippery oozings.

Terry sucked in his breath when Wendy reached down boldly between his
muscular legs and grabbed the hard shaft of his cock.

"Yeah! Yeah! Put it in for me, baby! Right between the lips of that nice
hot twat! Suck it in there!" Terry gasped as Wendy's soft fingers
fluttered over the head of his dripping dick.

When Wendy had positioned Terry's cock between the raggedy lips of her
steaming cunt, she threw her long arms lovingly around his back and held
him to her. She cried out in pleasure-pain when she felt his huge
nine-inch cock plunge into her sucking pussy in one mighty thrust.

"Oh shit! Work that pussy! Take my cock all the fuckin' way, baby!"
Terry growled as he rammed his prick home.

Terry had wanted to be gentle, but the force of his lust was too much
for him this time. He knew that his sudden impaling of her juicy pussy
had to be causing her some pain, but he knew somehow that she would
endure it for the sake of her hot lust and the wild fucking to come. He
closed his eyes and rammed his cock into her pussy with great force,
making her cry with passion.

"Oh God! It hurts! It's beautiful! Fuck me, lover! Fill my pussy! Drive
it into my sucking cunt! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeee!" Wendy cried, her legs
wrapping around Terry's waist.

Terry needed no second invitation to fuck the piss out of her. He flexed
the hard muscles of his naked ass and drove his cock deep into her
cunt-hole. He felt her wet warm twat muscles working against the impaled
shaft of his cock, seeming to milk his cum right out of his balls. He
held himself over Wendy and began fucking her with a frenzy, making her
body shake every time his cock pounded into her cunt. He felt her
tit-peaks scr****g against the hard muscles of his chest as she raised
herself up off the beach towel and joined him in his fast fucking
movements. He felt her cunt grinding against his cock as she gyrated her
pelvis against his groin. His cock was buried in her all the way to the
root. His loosely hanging balls slapped against her crotch each time he
punched his cock into her.

Both hot-assed sixteen-year-olds were breathing harder and harder now
that their fuck was in full swing. Sweat began to glisten on Terry's
heaving chest as he fucked the living daylights out of Wendy. He knew
that he couldn't stand any more of such wild-fucking activity without
blasting a load of sperm into Wendy's sucking gash. He knew that she was
ready for her orgasm and willing to take his heavy wad deep into her
cunt. His balls were ready to explode at any second.

"I'm gonna come, baby! I'm gonna come in your fucking cunt! I'm gonna
shoot you so full of sperm that you're gonna taste it in your mouth! You
ready? YOU READY!?"

"God yes! Yessssss! Oh shit! Fuck me, Terry! Shoot your cum into my
belly! I want to feel it shooting inside me! I'm coming too! I'm going
to flash-off right now!"

Terry suddenly redoubled his fucking pace and rammed his cock into
Wendy's cunt with frantic speed and force. He felt his balls tensing
suddenly, felt his cock swell to great proportions as his orgasm built
to a ball-busting climax. He knew that Wendy could feel his cock
swelling inside her, knew that she could feel it jerking up against her
inner walls. He could feel her pussy grasping his cock with tremendous
force as her orgasm neared its flash point.

"I'm coming! Coming!" Wendy cried in a high-pitched squeal of pleasure.

Terry grunted like an a****l when his balls erupted. He fell on Wendy
and breathed heavily as his cum shot into her sucking cunt, filling her
inner channel with rivers of thick sperm. His balls gathered together in
a tense knot as they discharged their load of spunk into the luscious
sixteen-year-olds seething pussy.

Wendy felt the powerful sensations of her wild climax. She felt what
seemed like rivers of cum flowing inside her belly. She felt her cunt
grasping Terry's hard cock and then relaxing suddenly when she felt his
cum shooting inside her. She thought Terry would never stop shooting his
sperm into her. Blast after blast of the stuff shot against the wet
inner walls of her pussy, filling her up with soothing balm. She could
feel his cum dribbling out of her seething twat, running down the shaft
of his still-hard cock and dripping from her rubbery cuntlips.

"Oh Terry! Terry! You make me feel so good! I've never had a fucker like
you!"

Terry had never enjoyed a fuck as much in his life, and he had had
plenty of fucks in his three years at Bradford. He enjoyed each fuck
with the beautiful Wendy more than the last. He expressed his
appreciation for her by planting soft loving kisses all over her naked
body, licking and caressing her gently as she lay there in the summer
sun, his sperm dribbling from her cunt.

"I'll never get enough of your cunt, baby. You've got the hottest cunt
in the world, Wendy!" Terry sighed as he licked his sperm out of her wet
hole.

"Your cock would make any woman's cunt hot, Terry!" Wendy gasped as she
felt his eager tongue lapping thirstily at her pussy.

"There's no woman as hot as you!" Terry said.

Little did Terry know that his mother's pussy was blazing at that moment
with a fire to match the inferno that raged in Wendy's cunt.

Sheila had been finger-fucking herself while she watched the teenagers
on the beach through her binoculars. She had worked her free-flowing
pussy juice into a musky froth by rubbing her knuckles against the
creamy flesh of her cunt, jabbing her middle finger in and out of her
cunt-hole from time to time, imagining that it was her son's hard young
prick that fucked in and out of her cunt.

She was ashamed of her raging lust, but there was nothing to do now but
flash off and abandon herself to her desires. She hated Wendy and loved
her at the same time, hated her for having the one thing she wanted more
than anything else in the world, loved her for bringing her son such
ball-stirring pleasure.

By the time the two horny fuckers had climaxed together, Sheila had gone
wild inside. Her lust for her son, and perhaps even for seductive little
Wendy, had stirred her up. She knew how wrong it all was, knew how
depraved it was to spy on her son and his girl friend while they fucked
and sucked on the beach, but she was beyond control now.

Her mind was filled with images of her son standing before her with his
hard cock jerking out in front of him, presenting his prick for her
inspection. She imagined herself reaching out and fondling his cock and
balls, imagined herself bending toward it and licking the slippery head
of his prick while he smiled down at her. She imagined herself falling
on her back on the floor and spreading her legs, inviting her
sixteen-year-old son to shove his cock into her cunt.

Sheila dropped her binoculars on the floor when she saw her son and
Wendy stroke each other gently after their orgasmic release. She had to
bring herself off while the images of her horny son were still dancing
in her lusty mind. She sat on the edge of the sofa and spread her long
naked legs.

Her tits strained at the thin material of her bikini top. She pulled her
cuntlips apart, spreading her pussy open, staring into her own musky
cunt-hole and wishing she had a cock stuck all the way inside her.

She rubbed her clit with her thumb, massaging the hard little bud until
she could feel the hot surging of her climax. Her pussy was wet with
cunt-honey. She dipped her finger into her free-flowing pussy and raised
it to her lips, tasting her cuntjuice, wishing that it could be her
son's tongue that caught the moisture from her cunt.

If she could only fuck her son! But it was too depraved! It was
impossible, taboo, outrageous! And yet she thought she might die of lust
for the boy.

She began rubbing her cunt with the palm of her hand, rubbing harder and
harder, making wet slurping sounds as her hand rubbed over her juicy
twat. Her legs shook. Her tits tingled. Her orgasm flashed through her
horny body.

"Oh God! I'm coming! Terry! Terry! You're ... you're making me come! My
own son is making me come! Come! Oh god!" She screamed as her pussy
seemed to melt.

Sheila almost fell off the sofa. She felt nothing now but physical
peace. There was not a worry in her head, not a sound except the
constant crashing of the surf outside her window.

Terry and Wendy were feeling a similar sense of peace as they lay
together in the sand.