"I'd rather you fucked me again," Terry told him. "Anything her tongue can do your cock can do better!"
"Get over there," Mike ordered, pushing her off and slapping her ass harshly. Pouting, the eighteen-year-old went over to Violet, who pulled her down on top of her and passionately kissed her, stroking her cute ass-cheeks.
Beside them, Linda watched, her eyes still dazed with shock. The memory of the shattering current in her asshole still lingered, pulsing violently.
Now the brunette turned Terry over so that her back lay on top of her. Violet dipped a finger into her tight cunt and began fingerfucking her rapidly, kissing and biting her lips, jerking her soaked pussy to Terry's buttocks. Her free hand stroked and squeezed the eighteen-year-old's tits, and in less than a minute Terry was sobbing and jerking with her first orgasm.
Violet forced herself to wait until Terry was peaking her climax. Then she pushed the crying blonde onto her back beside her and scrambled down between her silken thighs. She filled her nostrils for a moment with the delectable fragrance of sex-hot pussy.
And then she plunged her tongue deep into the boiling flesh, bringing a cry of happiness to Terry's lips.
Mike was brick-hard again in seconds as he watched the ravenous brunette suck his wife's sister off.
He got up quickly from his seat and climbed onto the bed. He gripped Violet's tawny ass-cheeks and guided his rod into her cunt, and she hugged it instantly in a grip of lust. Kneeling upright behind Violet, he was able to stroke Terry's legs as he fucked the lewdly groaning brunette, watching her eat Terry at the same time.
Beside the three of them, Linda moaned with her own soaring excitement. She leaned over and began sucking on Terry's sweet hot tits, her cunt throbbing with drenched passion. Then, with a deep groan of feverish urgency, Linda straddled her little sister's face, rubbing her pulsing cunt-flesh to Terry's mouth, her fingers hefting and squeezing Terry's swollen young tits.
Now Terry was growing wild with wanton fever, her pussy thrilled fantastically by Violet's madly sucking mouth, her own mouth responding with lust to her big sister's hotly grinding pussy.
The bedroom was quickly becoming a bizarre din of moans and gasps and obscene cries and slapping flesh as Mike and his wife and his wife's little sister and the brunette swinger all strove to climax.
Linda came first, raping Terry's eager mouth and clutching her tits furiously. She shuddered deliriously as Violet lashed her tongue deep to bring her a shattering hot orgasm, the girl's screams muffled by her sister's thrashing cunt.
Now Mike and the brunette came together, his long rod pistoning deep inside her tight slit. She clasped it in a greedy lock of lust, writhing her cunt-flesh blissfully on his spurting dick while she sucked up Terry's boiling juices.
Two minutes later, all four of them lay heaving for breath.
"Now that's what I call a good start for a party," Violet sighed. Terry still twitched in tiny spasms of pleasure. Jesus, what a tongue on the brunette! Linda's anus still throbbed painfully from her ravaging, but there was a hot pulsing glow in her pussy too. At least Terry had tried to make it up to her.
Mike slapped Terry hard on the ass. "Go get me a beer."
She strolled out of the room naked. Linda looked at her husband with anger flashing in her eyes. "That used to be my job," she reminded him softly.
Mike shrugged. "She's got more energy at eighteen, that's all, honey."
But the truth was out now. For all practical purposes, he was married to both of them.
And the hot-lipped, madly fucking brunette was a bonus.
But it couldn't last and they all sensed it deep down. Something had to give.
It was Terry, three days later. And she didn't just give – she cracked, with shattering impact on all their lives.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Terry wore a simple white dress with a prim length, white high heels, and the expression of an angel just arrived on earth to check on mankind's sins.
She faced the judge in his chambers, wondering, hoping fervently the old bastard could still get it up. He wasn't that old, really, fifty maybe, distinguished looking with a stem face.
This was a pre-hearing in his chambers, and he would decide whether Terry would be remanded in juvenile detention or put on probation or, least likely in view of the offense, freed to the custody of her sister and her husband.
"Very serious," the judge sighed, looking at the file of papers before him. "What prompted you to do such a thing, Terry?"
He would not elaborate on "such a thing", although the details spoke eloquently on the papers before him. Terry had been out on a double late with two boys and a fifteen-year-old girl at the local drive-in. She proceeded to fuck her date in the back seat, the boy in the front seat when his date refused to screw him, and she then dragged the fifteen-year-old into the back seat for herself.
According to the horrified girl's statement – and she just happened to be the leading girl-scout cookie seller in town, the student body president of her class in high school, and, most unfortunate, the mayor's virgin daughter. Terry had forcibly performed cunnilingus on her, forced the girl to perform cunnilingus on her, coerced her into performing an obscene act with her tongue in Terry's anus, raped her with her fingers and finally ravaged the girl's virginity – or what was left of it – with an item described as an enormous battery-operated device which resembled a penis covered with tiny mounds.
In other words, she sucked and savagely fucked the mayor's fifteen-year-old daughter, mainly because the girl refused to put out to her date.
The judge was at a loss to understand her behavior. The girl looked very pretty and wholesome, certainly not deranged. You could hardly call her wild as she sat primly before him, tears of fear and regret in her eyes. He felt a stab of pity for her. Possibly she was drugged, and wouldn't admit it for fear of additional charges.
Terry sniffled. "It-it's because of my father," Terry blurted out.
"You father?"
She nodded, almost bursting into tears. She searched her white purse and finally found a Kleenex, dabbing it at her eyes. What the hell, she decided, she might as well try for it anyway. With the charges he already had against her, this would be so much frosting on the cake.
She stood up and came around his desk, blinking her wide eyes. "You-you remind me of him, sir. Only he was a terribly cold, cruel man. Every time I tried to hug or kiss him he – he beat me!"
"Beat you?" the judge echoed indignantly.
"Black and blue," sniffed Terry. Okay, now, she decided. She filled her eyes with hot tears and suddenly sat on the judge's lap, clinging to him tightly. She let her tears flow for a minute, hugging him tightly and squirming her hot ass lasciviously on his lap. Nothing yet, dammit! Would he go for a hand-job? How in the hell was she supposed to find his cock beneath that thick black robe?
"There, there," the judge soothed, patting her shoulder awkwardly. Poor thing, frightened to death. But along with his stab of pity he also felt an undeniable stab of heat in his prick. There was something ungodly sexy about this wholesome creature, something that stirred very unwholesome thoughts in his stern mind. Good heavens, she was younger than his own daughter!
And he'd had very unwholesome thoughts about her, too.
"He-he had sex with me," Terry whispered in the judge's ear. "My father did. For years. I was afraid to go to the police. And I enjoyed it too!"
"Good God!" the judge whispered, astounded. "The filthy pervert!"
"Yes. But… well, judge, the truth is I only get… turned on by older men. By men like him." Her lustrous eyes gleamed on his and she shifted her plump ass harder on his lap and rubbed her tits into his chest. There, she felt something wriggle! He was getting it up after all.