She wrapped her lovely legs around his waist. Her squishy fuck-hole opened wide and received all of this delightful prick. Her hands moved down to his ass, where her fingers diddled his asshole. She was determined to get fucked like he fucked his wife – or even better.
Giving in totally to fuck-thrills, Nancy humped her hot cunt in rhythm with the cock's deep screwing thrusts, her juicy twat sucking in all of his dick with a rabid, hungering greed. With her hips pumping hotly, she licked at his ear and urged him on to great cock-thrusts with her lewd language.
"Mmmmm, fuck me nice," she panted, screwing her tight snatch round and round on his plunging cock. "Ram it into me. Fuck me deep. Ohhh, Mr. Blake, how nice you are. Ewww, more, more. Ohhh, I love it when you shove it in hard."
She fucked harder and gasped, "My pussy adores your big cock. Ummm, ram it into me! I don't care if it hurts some. Just fuck me! Oh-oh-ohhhhh, fuck it into me!"
She was driving him to all the erotic joy her hot, fucking twat could give, while she tantalized him with naughty fingers, naughty tits, and naughty phrases.
Eventually her hot obscenities gave way to even hotter moans and groans as her twat twisted and gyrated ever faster and harder. Her lovely body went taut. It stiffened, arched, trembled, then shuddered violently as she squealed, "Oh! Ohhhh! I'm commmmiiiinnnng!"
Her fiery cunt was two feet above the floor, squirming and grinding away on Ralph's cock. Ralph grabbed her quivering ass and, shoving a big finger up into her churning asshole, drove his cockhead hard into her hot womb and gasped, "God! What a cunt!"
Huge, thick loads of burning sperm ripped out of his aching nuts, coursed viciously through his cock, and burst with atomic ferocity into Nancy's fucking, sucking, cock-devouring belly.
"Ohhh, I'm still coming!" she cried. She giggled with delight that his massive, spitting cock could give her such thorough, sense-reeling, constant pleasure.
Ralph was choking with amazement that even after two gut-scrambling blow-jobs by this pert female, her frantic cunt could still force such a mighty load of thick creamy come out of his loins. He was still marveling, still fucking his gushing cock into her squirmy cunt, when the door opened and in stepped Ben Wilton.
"Oh, shit!" Ralph yelped, staggering under the combined impact of excruciating orgasm and sudden fear.
"Relax!" Ben yelled as he feasted his eyes on his pretty daughter's hot, writhing body.
"Hi, Pa," Nancy panted as Ralph backed his big wet dick out of her dripping cunt.
Ralph sat back, dazed, staring in disbelief as Ben Wilton dropped his pants and displayed a huge wet cock.
"Snap out of it," Ben said, dropping to his knees. He rolled Nancy over onto her tingling tits and had her get up on all fours. Moving behind her and gripping her slim hips, he said, "I'll fuck her hot ass. You fuck her in the mouth. She loves to suck cock."
Ralph gasped as Ben shoved his big wet dick into his own daughter's asshole.
"Ohh, come on," Nancy panted impatiently, reaching out for Ralph's prick. "It's all right. Pa always fucks me. Come on. Put your big cock in my mouth."
Still dazed, eyeing Ben with suspicion even now, Ralph moved up to Nancy and urged his limp dick into her mouth. It wasn't limp for very long, and Nancy resumed her naughty pleasure as she ass fucked her father's cock and sucked Ralph's.
Later, Ralph made another phone call in a bid for more time, and Nancy laughed sensuously as both men cornered her on the sofa. Moaning hotly, she yielded completely to what she hoped would be hours and hours of fucking and sucking.
CHAPTER NINE
Nancy Wilton was the happiest girl in town after that wild orgiastic night at the hands – and mouths and cocks! – of Mr. Blake and her randy father. She felt so important now, so desirable and wanted. She was enjoying a new sense of sexual power and it showed in every area of her life.
She was more cheerful toward strangers; her school grades improved; and her body was filling out beautifully. When she walked down the street now, she was profoundly and pleasurably aware of her luscious tits, her cute cunt and her swinging, enticing ass. As she said to her friend Barbi Olsen one day, "You know, I think every man in the world wants to fuck me. It's so exciting!"
Added to her new sense of self-awareness was another exciting fact: her eighteenth birthday was coming up.
On the day before her birthday, she walked alone down Main Street, window-shopping and daydreaming about birthday gifts. She paused in front of a jeweler's and feasted her eyes on a small gold wristwatch. What she wouldn't do for a present like that!
Later, she stood before a woman's fashion shop and drooled enviously over all the sexy lingerie and womanly things she hoped to wear someday. Her bright eyes riveted on a set of three pairs of bikini panties, blue, red and black. How sexy, she thought, so small, so cute.
She smiled to imagine what would happen to her pretty cunt and wiggly ass if her father, or Mr. Condon or Mr. Blake, saw her in these teeny weeny things.
And she walked on, wondering how it would feel to have such expensive things caressing her flesh.
Tires squealed, a horn sounded, and a male voice called, "Nancy! Hey, Nancy!"
Nancy turned and saw Jeff Turner parked at the curb, grinning, eyes eating her up.
"Jeff!" she cried and, hurrying to the car, bumped into a man on the street. "Oh, I'm sorry," she blurted, blushing.
"My pleasure," the man said with a sly smile, and he watched the cute bundle of curves prance to the car. He walked on with a fresh supply of erotic images, his cock half-hard in his pants.
Nancy bent over at the car window. "I haven't seen you in weeks," she said, almost accusingly. But she smiled, glad to see him.
"Been busy," Jeff muttered, feasting his eyes on her half-naked tits. He glanced at the football on the seat beside him. He was on his way to practice. But Nancy's erotic presence gave him other ideas. He lifted the ball and flipped it onto the rear seat. "Hop in!"
Nancy slid onto the seat beside him, letting her tits thrust and her legs fall open.
"You look great," Jeff said, staring at her luscious tits.
Nancy flushed with pride, but said, "Oh, you're just saying that because I let you fuck me."
"No, I mean it," he said quickly, and gave her thigh a gentle squeeze. "You're a knockout."
Nancy giggled, tickled and aroused by his passes. "If you're trying to get into my pants, you don't have to go through all that," she laughed. Her eyes dropped to his crotch. "Just seeing you in those tight jeans turns me on. If you want to lay me, let's just go somewhere."
Jeff chuckled and pulled away from the curb. "That's sort of what I had in mind."
"Sort of?"
"You'll see," he said mysteriously.
Ten minutes later, Jeff parked his car among five others in an old lot of the outskirts of town, and helped Nancy out. "Come on," he said, and led her through some trees, down a slope and into a clearing.
"Here's Jeff now," someone said.
"Did you bring the ball?" another voice asked. Jeff chuckled. "I brought something nicer than that." And he stepped aside so all could see who was behind him.
Nancy stood at the edge of the clearing, and her eyes went wide as a group of horny guys got to their feet. Any other girl would have run for her life right then and there. But Nancy looked from guy to guy and her tits swelled and her pussy started tingling and site gasped, "Goodness!"
Jeff laughed and said, "I thought you'd like it." He took her hand and drew her forward. "Come on. I'd like you to meet some friends of mine." He guided her up to a tall, broad-shouldered guy whose eyes were devouring Nancy's proud tits. "Nancy. This is Ken."
"Hello, Ken," Nancy smiled, feeling dwarfed before his bulk.
"Hello, hell," Ken said, and grabbed her around the waist. He mashed his mouth down on hers, tonguing her. His cock, rigid and immense, poked disturbingly at her belly and crotch as be kissed her.