"We'll see about that, sweetheart," said Grant. "If you're any kind of woman, this will change your mind all right. If this doesn't do the trick, then I give up."
His last remark strengthened her resolve. All she had to do was remain cool and impassive, show no sign of enjoyment, and he'd let her go. She stiffened her body as he dipped his head between her thighs.
Grant felt her tiny clit slowly stiffening and moistening under his busy tongue. He glanced up at her face and saw that she was doing her best not to display any arousal – but her clit told him another story. He grinned to himself, then planted his mouth firmly around her little stiff shaft and began to suck it, applying slow delicious pressure and tonguing the ultra-sensitive tip.
"Uhhh," said Miss Brown, blushing deeply. She hadn't been able to suppress that sudden exclamation of profound pleasure, and she prayed her audience would mistake it for a yelp of disgust. Grant wasn't fooled, however. Even as she cried out, a hot burst of cream spat from her cunt to wet his chin. I've got her, he thought, the old bitch is getting turned on.
He quickly followed up his advantage, sucking her trembling little clit furiously, loudly. At the same time his fingers fumbled between her legs, and he snaked his stiff forefinger into her small boiling vagina and began to work it in and out like a miniature penis. The walls of her cunt responded at once, squeezing his finger hungrily and boiling out rivers of cream. Not content with this, Grant used another finger to rim her small clenched anal mouth, mischievously slipping his finger tip inside and repeating the stiff cock-like motion he was using on her cunt.
"Ooohhh," said Miss Brown, clenching her teeth to stifle further cries. It took all her energy to do this. More than anything she wanted to let herself go completely, to howl her pleasure, to cum. With Grant's expert mouth sucking juicily on her clit, with his fingers pumping deliciously in her cunt and anus, she felt so powerfully horny that she was in danger of forgetting where she was, of forgetting her duties entirely. Never in her life had she wanted so badly to cum – yet to cum would be to admit defeat, to give in to these terrible people and their depraved way of life. She must resist, she simply must…
Kay, Judy, and Jimmy watched the scene breathlessly, praying that Grant's plan would work. If they could just get the prim social worker turned on, get her to participate in the group fun, then she would have nothing to tell the police, because she would be as guilty as anyone else. Everything depended on Grant. He had to shatter her defenses, break her resistance to pleasure. Obviously he was doing his best, sucking her clit furiously and probing her cunt and anus expertly. But what about Miss Brown? It was really hard to tell what she was feeling. She was blushing as deeply as ever, but there was no way of telling whether it signified arousal or disgust. Her teeth were clenched, her eyes tightly shut, her breath coming in loud gasps – but whether this represented passion or horror, they couldn't tell.
Grant's face and fingers were drenched with her sticky cream. He alone realized how close she was to cumming. He knew that if he let her down from this peak, she might be able to collect herself again, and he might not get another chance like this. Now was the time to make his final effort, to take the last gamble. Fortunately he was ready. The excitement of overcoming her resistance had given him another powerful erection. He would much rather have stuck his rigid cock in Judy's tiny cunt or in Kay's wonderfully hot, experienced hole – but anything for the cause.
Miss Brown opened her eyes and gawked in horror at the size of Grant's great white cock. She'd thought it was exceptionally large when she'd seen it limp, but this eight-inch hugely thick penis was entirely beyond her expectations. She felt the engorged head snuggling into the wet mouth of her vagina, stretching her cuntal lips almost to bursting.
"NO," she said, "this is outrageous. I won't have it. I… OOOHHH!"
Grant rammed his swollen meat all the way to her womb. She was tight but exceptionally wet, and he had no trouble completely impaling her on his long rigid pole. Everyone watched breathlessly. For a moment there was absolute silence as the unbelieving Miss Brown gawked between her legs. Her eyes widened hugely as she saw Grant's hairy swollen balls resting right against the mouth of her vagina. She felt his enormous hot cock inside her, stuffing her almost breathless, the oozing tip nestling against her womb. In her lonely fantasies she had often dreamed of a cock like this, but she'd never expected to encounter one in real life. "Oh, my God," she said dizzily, "my God."
Grant didn't give her any more time to think about it. He began to fuck her, holding her hips to thwart any resistance, moving his incredibly long pale prick slowly but strongly in and out of her. Jimmy let go of her shoulders, and Miss Brown sat up and stared at Grant's steadily probing cock as if she still couldn't believe it was in her. She saw it disappear up her cunt and then emerge again, slick and shining with her cream. Slowly her shock dissolved, and she became aware of how intensely good it felt to be reamed and screwed by that gigantic dick. With every deep thrust, her whole pelvis seemed to boil and melt. Why did it feel so marvelous, when Ralph's cock did nothing at all for her? She knew she should scream in indignation, slap the man's face, fight loose of his penetration – but she couldn't. She needed it too badly. She was lost.
To everyone's delight, Miss Brown suddenly flopped onto her back and spread her thin legs very wide, opening herself to Grant completely. Her homely face stretched in a broad sensual grin, and her eyes rolled back in her head. They could see her thick vaginal cream oozing out steadily to bathe Grant's busy cock. From her throat came a husky, gurgling noise.
"That's right, Miss Brown," Grant said mischievously, "just lie back and enjoy it. Feels great, doesn't it?"
Miss Brown's only reply was another hoarse gurgle.
Grant increased the speed and force of his fucking. "Even better, right, Miss Brown? How about this?" He began to work his thick swollen meat very fast in her cunt, and the noise grew loud and squishy.
"Uuhhh," said Miss Brown, grinning crazily.
"Come on, Miss Brown," Grant said, "you're an educated woman, you can be more precise than that. Tell us how it feels."
She couldn't help herself. The long-repressed words rushed from her lips in an insane babble. "Love it… So good… Fuck the, oh, God, yes, fuck me…"
Grant grinned at the others, who flashed him looks of relief and admiration. Seeing that the harder he balled her, the more she liked it, he began to screw Miss Brown mercilessly, his heavy balls slapping loudly against her ass. Responding passionately, she threw her legs around his neck and pulled him down onto her writhing body. She then locked her legs around his ass and dug her heels sharply into him, forcing his cock deeply into her cunt till it butted her womb.
"Give it to me," said Miss Brown, "fuck me, hard, hard, oh, oh, aaaggghhh!"
"Well, Miss Brown," he said, "welcome to our happy home."
Miss Brown blushed furiously and buried her face in the pillow. Grant gave her a friendly slap on the ass.
"Why, Uncle Grant," said Judy, staring at his stiff-standing cock, "you didn't cum."
"I know baby," he said, reaching for her, "I was saving it for you."
"Super," said Judy.
In the Thomas' back yard, Toro, the big German shepherd, whined plaintively. He missed his master and didn't like being tied up in a strange yard. He had hoped Jimmy would play with him, but the boy had left him and returned to the house. Toro's sensitive ears picked up giggles and groans and other strange sounds from the house. He wanted to join the fun, and he tugged desperately at the rope which held him, to no avail. Presently his struggle became even more desperate. Judy had left the patio door slightly open, and Toro began to pick up the sharp scent of sex. Although it was a human, not a canine, smell, it was sufficient to arouse the dog powerfully and to awaken his deep rutting instincts. Toro tugged violently at the rope, his hair standing on end. He had to find the source of that exciting odor.