Doe liked it when he toyed with her little tits. She liked the feel of his big hands on her body. Now he was gently gripping her taut, rounded ass cheeks, lifting her slightly.
She grunted when he let her weight press her down on the rigid cockshaft. She realized his prick was massive again. Hard as a bar of steel! She leaned forward to brace her hands against his shoulders again. She used her thigh muscles to raise up on the monster prick a few inches, then lower herself.
Her cunt was stretched to the limit. His cock was so fucking thick! She looked down to see the connection. God! All that yet! This was like fucking on a tree!
But it felt good. The big cockhead was butted softly against the deep, fleshy little doughnut that guarded her womb. That clenched organ spasmed slightly, causing shivery thrills.
She fucked up and down slowly, panting, getting a rhythm. Her awareness concentrated on her inner, deepest place. Those precious, jangling shivers of ecstasy were addictive! She licked her lips and fluttered her eyes closed and fucked her pussy up and down, up and down, up and down.
Ken gripped her slender, bony hips and helped her. He was getting that build-up again! Yeah! She could, turn on a statue!
They worked together, making her cunt an engorged, gooey fist, fucking him, her ass rising and falling, rising and falling.
Doe panted and gasped as small climaxes made her shudder and dig her fingers into his heavily muscled shoulders. Her long red wavy hair slipped forward over her, naked white shoulders and tickled his chest.
Ken was breathing deep and fast from the effort of helping her fuck and from pure horny excitement. He breathed through his mouth. His eyes were riveted on the sight of her straining pink, wet cunt mouth as it swallowed his monster prick.
Doe felt his strong fingers digging into her hips. She felt him urging her lower each time. Forcing her to take more! She whimpered.
New flares of pleasure came. The entrance to her womb was spasming. Convulsing. It was the weirdest, most intense pleasure ever!
She shuddered violently. "Oh! I can't! No more! No more!"
Ken's guts were seething. His cock was a column of hot iron! He held Doe's childlike hips in a grip of steel. His eyes glared. His lips curled back. His nostrils flared. He was going to shoot!
She went loose inside. She flopped in his grip like a rag doll. All she could feel now was the terrifying monster prick rammed up into her pussy. She vented small, fierce screams. Her throat turned raw. Her ecstasy shook her in an unending series of racking shudders.
Ken powered her up and down even more savagely. He yelled as he spurted. His cum slimed her cunt and made both their sensations more acute.
Finally, he let Doe collapse onto his heaving chest. He wrapped tired arms around her. She quivered constantly. His giant cock, still buried in her spasming cunt, slowly softened.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Polly smiled as she towed Robby toward the master bedroom of her mobile home. "I'm delighted you came to visit me, instead of Doe."
She wore only a translucent pale-blue nylon sleep top with spaghetti straps. Her small white ass swayed entrancingly as she walked.
Robby said sullenly: "Doe's over at our trailer making it with my dad!"
Polly laughed and turned to face him just outside the bedroom door. "Oh ho! And am I getting you on the rebound?"
Robby stopped, dazzled by her fiery red hair, her glowing green eyes, her slim, but well-rounded little body. She was even shorter than Doe! And Polly had much bigger tits. His blue eyes were captivated most by Polly's lush mouth. There was something about her full, glistening lips and her darting, promising little pink tongue that told him, this little woman would do anything in bed.
He said, flustered: "Uhhh, well, in a way. But I wanted to see you alone before today." His eyes were now attracted to her big nipples which poked out the see-through nylon. The sleep top only barely covered her small, rounded hips. He could see a hint of her red-haired triangle.
Polly nodded. She casually trailed her right hand onto the growing cock-bulge in his tight jeans. "I'm flattered, then. But I'm afraid…" she took his hand, opened the bedroom door and towed him inside, "… I'm not alone just now."
Robby gaped at the naked man on the bed.
Polly chuckled and kept a tight hold on Robby's hand. "Don't run! Robby, meet Jim, my husband. He came home for a quickie, the dear."
Jim was not in the least embarrassed. He had a good-sized hard-on, too. His cock was wet. He smiled. "Glad to meet you, Robby. I could use some help in satisfying this voracious woman."
Polly said: "I'm only voracious when I suck. I'm insatiable when I fuck."
"You and Doe, both!" Robby said.
"That girl!" Polly towed Robby, unresisting, to the bed. She sat on the edge and began opening his jeans. Her small fingers handled the belt and snaps and zipper with practiced skill.
Jim watched, interested. "I hear you're well endowed."
Robby was speechless as Polly pulled his jeans down. He hadn't bothered putting on briefs. His big cock, trapped in his left pantleg, sprang up and out when it was freed.
Polly cried happily: "Oh! What a beautiful cock! See, Jim? Didn't I say he was really hung?"
Jim smiled wryly.
Polly took Robby's big cock in her gentle, yet greedy hands and pumped the skin slowly, sensually. "Ummm! It looks good enough to cat." She leaned forward and adroitly slipped his cockhead into her lush mouth. "Ummm."
Robby stood rigidly, not quite believing this was happening. He gaped down at what Polly Wilson was doing. His cock hardened even more. He looked to Jim Wilson.
Jim winked. "She likes really big pricks." Robby said: "You ought to get my dad over here. He's a lot bigger than I am."
Polly took her hot, wet mouth from Robby's cock, "Is he? We'll have to have a big party together, we two families. A real swap session."
"I don't know about my mom."
Polly smiled. "Oh, I do. I know Wyoma really well. I think she and Jim would have a lot of fun together."
Robby made a funny face and shrugged. "Okay by me."
Jim asked: "What's your dad's name?"
"Ken. Kenneth Cameron."
Polly looked startled. "His name is Ken? Kenny! Of course! Kenny Cameron! If it's the same man – I knew him at Burroughs State. My God! Was he on the college wrestling team?"
Robby nodded. "Yeah. He won some awards, I think."
Polly laughed. "I'll bet he won't recognize me! My God, what a small world! And now I've got his son's beautiful cock in my hands." She shook her head and smiled. Then she looked up. "Do you want to fuck me while I finish sucking off my husband?"
Robby blinked. But he was getting used to Polly. She was wild! "Yeah. Okay. If Jim doesn't mind."
Jim laughed. "Be my guest. That's not my favorite fuck hole, anyway."
Polly climbed onto the big bed and slipped the blue nylon sleep top up and off. She tossed it onto a nearby chair. She knelt over Jim's thighs and kissed his hard cock.
She murmured to his cock: "Don't worry, baby. You'll be all hot and wet and feeling good in Mama's mouth again. Just a minute." She looked over her naked shoulder at Robby. "Come on, Robby. Get naked and get on and get it in!"
Robby obeyed, quickly finished stripping. He saw he would be fucking her from behind, doggie-style.
Polly's deep cunt itched for the feel of the boy's big cock. She asked Jim: "How much time to you have?"
He glanced at his watch. "Half an hour."
She nodded. To Robby, she said: "Play with me any way you want. Get me hot. And get yourself hot. And then – don't hold back. Fuck me!"
He nodded. He moved up behind her and reached around for her large, hanging tits.