"They sucked each other off for a couple more minutes and then she turned around. Still on top, she squatted over him, her wet, swollen cunt just above his throbbing cock. As she sat down on him, the camera showed the length of his dick sliding into her glistening hole until it was completely buried inside the wet, sucking warmth of her cunt.
"She started pumping her ass up and down then, fucking him deep. The camera was behind them, at ass level, giving a beautiful view of his cock drilling in and out of her cunt. Just then, he rolled over and was on top. Without losing momentum, he started pounding into her hole faster and faster, his nuts bouncing against the spread cheeks of her ass. Soon his nuts pulled tight and I knew he was about to come.
"At the last second he pulled his dick from her hole and slid up her body until he had his cock in front of her face. Grasping the shaft in his hand, he jerked off furiously until, finally, he shot his load, spewing his thick come all across her face. I shivered with delight as I watched the globs of sperm shooting from his cock, landing thickly on her eyes, nose and mouth, with the last few drops falling onto her heaving, quivering boobs. End of film.
"Uncle Henry turned off the projector and I asked him if he had any more. He told me he did and that he would show them to me later on in the evening. Right now he wanted to fuck.
"We were still wearing just our towels so it only took a second before we were naked. I fell into his arms and pressed my mouth to his, our tongues playing hot, wet games together. When he bent his head down and started kissing my throat, I whispered in his ear that I wanted him to come on me instead of in me.
"'I was hoping you would say that,' he whispered, his voice clouded with lust.
"He left my neck and moved down to my boobs. Cupping the soft mounds in his hands, he pressed his mouth to one and sucked in the nipples. I moaned softly as warm waves of pleasure washed over me. Then I reached down and took his cock in my hand, stroking it to a throbbing hardness.
"'Fuck me, Uncle Henry,' I said, fuck me now.'
"Together, we slid to the floor and his cock slid into my dripping cunt. Passion welled up inside my body as his cock scraped against the walls of my vagina. With lust guiding my movements, I threw my ass up and down, meeting each one of his strokes, sending his hard prick into the farthest depths of my wet, squirming cunt.
"He began fucking faster and I tried to keep pace with him, but I couldn't. He was moving too fast. I couldn't wait for him to come. I used the muscles inside my cunt to milk his prick and a minute later he was ready to come. But instead, he pulled his
cock out of me and crawled up my body. He was going to shoot his load onto my face. Reaching up, I took hold of his prick and jerked him off.
"'Okay, Carol,' he grunted,*here it comes.'
"I closed my eyes just in time to feel his warm, thick cream splashing onto my face. It felt delicious as it landed, some on my eyelids and forehead, and then as the spurting dropped in intensity, on my nose, lips and chin.
"I wiped the-come from my eyes and opened them. My hand was covered with sperm, as were my boobs. Opening my mouth, I pulled him forward and hungrily sucked him inside. Milking him with my hand, I forced the last few drops onto my tongue and swallowed them. The ultimate pleasure.
"After his cock went soft, he watched as I scooped the cold globs of sperm from my face with my fingers and then sucked them clean. Delicious!
"I guess the rest of the weekend was pretty much the same. We watched some more movies, did some fucking and sucking, enjoying each other in general. I have to admit, it was the best weekend I'd ever had. Before Uncle Henry left, we agreed to do it again some time, the sooner the better."
As time went on, Carol found that her sexual experimenting led her into more and more depraved activities. Sex being her only love in life, it is only natural, from her point of view, that she spend her life as a prostitute. In this manner, she is totally able to enjoy herself, while supporting herself at the same time.
As for Uncle Henry, his wife somehow managed to find out about his activities with Carol. Although she didn't inform her brother, Carol's father, she did promptly divorce her husband.
Approximately one month after the divorce, Carol's uncle was found dead, an apparent suicide. Carol feels no guilt; for although she flagrantly offered her uncle the free use of her body, she certainly didn't have to twist his arm to make him accept.
Chapter 5 Sandy
"I'll tell you right now, Doc, I didn't always used to dig women. I remember when I was fourteen and my Aunt Sally said that I could start dating if I wanted to. As soon as the word got out, I was swamped with boyfriends. You have to admit, I'm pretty damn good looking.
"Everything was going fine-until one night. I was on a date and we'd gone to a party. After an hour or so, Ron, my date, suggested that we leave and get some fresh air. I'd had a couple of drinks and I thought some air would do me good.
"We left the party and got into his car. He drove to a quiet spot, just outside town. It was something like a lovers' lane. He parked the car and started kissing me. I liked it, but then he started to unbutton my blouse and press his hand against my bra. He scared me. It was all happening too fast.
"I guess I struggled and he tore both my blouse and my bra off, then pressed his face against my breasts and started sucking my nipples. I was afraid and I fought him. He hit me. The son-of-a-bitch hit me, right in the face.
"I passed out, or something, and the next thing I knew, I was naked on the car seat and he was fucking me, sticking that big thing of his in and out of my pussy. It hurt like hell and I started screaming. He hit me again, slapping the side of my face.
"I stopped screaming and let him screw me. He started pumping faster and after a minute or two I felt his cock throbbing inside me, shooting his stuff into my hole. I felt sick to my stomach, like I was going to heave, but I didn't.
"I rearranged my clothes as best I could, then he drove me home. He kept saying he was sorry, all the way back to my Aunt's house, and that he didn't know what had come over him. It didn't do him any good, though. As soon as he pulled up in front of the house, I ran inside and burst out crying.
"My Uncle wasn't home. He never was. But my Aunt Sally took me in her arms, all the while asking me what was wrong. She led me into her bedroom and we sat down on the bed. She was only wearing a sheet nightgown and, accidentally, my hand was pressing against her breasts. I could feel their naked softness under the thin material. It felt so comforting.
"After awhile, I stopped crying and told her what had happened, and she started saying things like 'all men were animals,' and that she just knew something like this was going to happen. Then I heard her crying softly as she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. I could feel her breasts pressing against my own and I started to feel real warm. I didn't understand it at the time.
"'Sandy dear,' she said softly,*your Uncle won't be home tonight. Would you be more comfortable sleeping with me instead of by yourself?'
"I told her that would be nice and she smiled understandingly. I stood up and after she turned down the bed she helped me out of my torn blouse and skirt. Reaching behind my back, she unhooked my bra. It was the first time she had ever seen my breasts. Strangely enough, I wasn't embarrassed.
"I got into bed and she covered me with the blanket. Leaving the bedroom, she returned in a couple of minutes bringing me a glass of hot chocolate. 'Drink this,' she said, 'it will make you feel better.'