The smell of burning eggs filled the house and finally drove Jan out of bed. Planting her feet on the floor, she stretched luxuriously, feeling the cool morning air brush her, caress her all over. She combed her long blonde hair carefully, then headed for the kitchen. “Hi, Daddy, burning the eggs again?” she asked from the kitchen door. Harry made a face at her and raked his eyes quick over her slender, graceful body before jerking them away. “Sorry it woke you,” he apologized. Jan wasn't questioning his sudden change in attitude, just taking advantage of it. She loved the sensuous, free feeling of being naked. She also knew that the sight of her had a powerful effect on her father. She liked that, too. She sidled up next to him and eased him away from the stove. “Let me do that, Daddy. You go finish getting ready for work. I'll have breakfast ready by the time you're done.” He touched her affectionately on the shoulder. She had the feeling he wanted to do more than just touch her. He jerked his hand away and left the kitchen quickly. She watched the play of his muscular buttocks as he walked away, noted the semi-stiff condition of his penis. Across the breakfast table from him, she watched as he tried to read the paper. His eyes kept flicking over her. She sat up very straight to make her breasts look as smooth and graceful and tempting as possible. Her pink nipples were pertly erect. His breakfast was gone and the paper a shamble's when he finally shoved away from the table. “Got to go,” he muttered after his last swallow of coffee. Jan got up quickly and followed him to the front door. Before he opened it, she went up on her tiptoes to kiss him. Her breasts burned against his summer jacket. “Bye bye, Daddy,” she said, moving out of sight as he opened the door. “Be home at the usual time,” he assured her. “Maybe we could eat out tonight. Be a nice change.” “I'd like that.” It was the first time he had suggested eating out since her mother had died. He was really changing. Like that day she had come home and found him sitting naked in front of the television. She hadn't realized what a handsome and desirable a man her father was until then. And then he had scolded her for walking naked from the bathroom to her room. He hadn't complained since when she went around naked in the house. He had started doing it a lot too. She looked at the scorched eggs in the pan and filled it with water, then dried her hands on a dish towel. The whole atmosphere of the house was changing-for the better.
The only problem, Jan reflected, was that now she tended to be horny all the time. Ever since that first time with Mike, her sex urge had been growing. And the nudity around the house increased it, made her more aware of herself and her father as sexual beings, even though neither had made any concrete move toward the other. As she wandered through the empty house, she became more and more aware of the intimate touch of the cool air against her crotch. Her nipples were swollen with hunger. Her pussy ached. Standing in front of the television, she picked up a candle left there from before her mother had died. It was ten inches long, an inch in diameter. Jan tortured herself by fondling the warm, slippery wax cylinder, wrestling with herself, resisting the urge to jam it up into her starving vagina. The telephone jarred her out of her trance and she walked across the room to answer it. “Hi, sexy.” “Oh, Danny. Hi,” she answered, recognizing his voice. “Saw your father leave for work and I thought I'd give you a call. Thought you might be lonely.” “Oh, not really,” Jan answered. Horny, but not lonely.
She stood with one arm across her trim, bare belly and began stroking her side sensuously. “I have a friend over,” Danny went on unperturbed. “How about a 'come as you are' party?” “How do you know how I am?” Jan retorted. “I figure you just got up,” Danny answered. “Most you probably have on is your pajamas, if you wear any, that is.” “I don't,” Jan answered. “You and your friend strip and watch out the window. I'll be over in a couple of minutes.” “Meet you in the back yard,” Danny replied. “It's a nice warm, sunny day. We can use the swing.” “Groovy idea,” Jan replied tensely, hornier than ever at the thought. After hanging up, she prowled nervously around the house until she was sure Danny and his friend were naked and waiting for her. Then, without putting anything on, she opened the back door and looked out. The back yard wasn't totally screened, but it seemed a fairly safe bet no one would see her. The chance that someone might made her belly knot with excitement. Her toes dug into the gravel as she walked slowly along the path.
Cautiously, she looked around the corner of the house. The street was empty. She started across the wide expanse of lawn, then heard a car coming. Her heart racing, she ducked behind a bush just as a delivery truck cruised past. The driver was looking in her direction, trying to read the house numbers. When it was gone, Jan set out again, forcing herself to walk slowly. She felt her excitement building. She was risking being seen, totally naked, by anyone passing by or looking out any of the nearby houses. Reaching the gate to Danny's back yard, she paused and knocked politely. As she waited, she kept feeling unseen eyes watching her, staring at her graceful, naked body. The latch rattled, and Danny opened the gate, and peered around it cautiously. He saw that Jan was not dressed, and sucked in his breath sharply. “Jesus, get in here before someone sees you!”
Jan sauntered in, rolling her ass provocatively. “No one's going to see me,” she replied. “Unfortunately.” Reaching out, she touched Danny's still maturing cock, brushed her fingers up the underside. His penis was already fully erect. So was his friend's, she observed.
He was on the swing, moving in a gentle arc, studying her. His cock swung and bobbed, a rigid pole angling upward. “Tommy Patterson,” she stated, recognizing him instantly. “Judy's brother.” “Right,”
Tommy agreed. Jan studied him frankly. She was struck instantly by his even tan. There were no swimsuit marks on his lean, dark body.
Even his cock was tanned evenly-all except the glans, which was darker. With his brown hair and brown bush, he was almost all one color. Except his eyes, which were light hazel. “Come swing with me,” he invited. Jan strolled over to him. She was hot and ready, her earlier horniness built to a fever pitch by the anticipation, the naked walk across the open lawn, and the sight of Tommy Patterson. He was her age, and the one guy she had never thought she had a chance with. He stopped the swing and waited, holding the chains, leaning back casually. Gripping the chains just above his hands, Jan swung one leg over his, then lowered herself onto his lap. She nestled her ass down on his thighs. His cock was pointed directly at her wide open pussy. Tommy reached down and held his prick steady, fan eased forward on his lap, watching carefully as she neared his organ.
She felt the head nuzzle through her fine blonde bush, press into her hot hole. Squirming forward, first one hip and then the other, she worked the shaft slowly into her vagina. The elastic walls of her cunt stretched, gradually admitting the heavy bulk. She worked her way as far forward as she could. She was straddling Tommy's lap, her feet hanging on either side of him. She wriggled, loving the feel of his big prick stirring around inside her. “Hey, what about me?” Danny protested. “Her mouth is free,” Tommy pointed out. Jan's lust boiled higher at the thought of sucking Danny's prick while having Tommy's in her vagina. “Climb aboard,” she urged. Danny clambered up behind Tommy. His penis swang past Tommy's ear. Pushing forward and to one side, Jan managed to catch Danny's swaying cock with her lips and suck it into her mouth. She bathed it warmly with her tongue. Her efforts to reach Danny's prick had started the swing moving gently again. Tommy began to pump with his legs, slowly moving the swing in a growing arc. The motion produced a unique sensation-the cock in Jan's cunt twisted and bent as her weight shifted and changed with the motion of the swing. She sucked harder on the cock in her mouth. Danny fucked it in and out of her, responding to the increasing motion of the swing. Jan's lust soared. The cock in her belly thrashed more violently with each widening circle of the swing. Her crotch was ground against Tommy without her having to move a muscle. Gravity and centrifugal force did all the work. Tommy's efforts to increase the height of each arc slid his rigid prick in and out of her streaming hole. Jan's head moved back and forth, driving Danny's cock to the back of her throat, then pulling it out until just the bulb of it was between her lips. The hot sun burned down on her face and the wind from the increasing speed of the swinging dried her perspiration. One cheek brushed past Tommy's ear as she tried to get the full length of Danny's cock into her mouth.
The chains and pipe frame of the swing creaked and groaned in protest. The back yard was silent except for soft, wet, sucking sounds, the moaning of the stressed play apparatus, and the panting of the three teenagers. As they swung through the dizzying arcs, Jan's senses whirled insanely. Her body was jammed down hard on Tommy's lap by centrifugal force, then floated weightless for a moment at the top of the arc, then plummeted down again. Tommy's cock drove up into her at the bottom of each swing, eased outward as she floated at the top, than rammed back into her again. Her breasts responded to the forces dragging on them by swaying up and down. Her nipples rubbed against Tommy's chest with each thrust of his legs.
Danny was helping drive the swing higher, too. He rammed his phallus into Jan's face on the downswing, then pulled back out on the upswing, throwing his whole body into the effort. Jan felt the marvelous carnal sneeze of a coming drawing closer and closer, and rode it right to the peak of pleasure. Every giddy arc of the swing jacked her higher and higher, closer and closer to the explosive, convulsing rush of an orgasm. She drew on Danny's cock in time with the swinging, pressing her tongue hard against the nerve-laden underside of his phallus as it slid in and out of her sucking mouth.
She wanted to bring him off at the same time she came, and used every tactic she could think of to do it. It felt as if Tommy's phallus was almost ready to erupt in her vagina. His prick felt larger, hotter, felt ready to spurt its load up into her. She tried to tighten her already-clenched pussy around his organ to stimulate him still more. As the swing sailed wildly through the air, she fought to bring the two boys off simultaneously. They were pumping so high now that at the end of each arc the chains went slack, and the seat dropped free before jerking and starting down again. She was coming. She was being ravaged by a fireball that swelled bigger and bigger and bigger as the swing arced downward, back up, and then downward again. Every time she was crammed down on Tommy's cock, her pleasure soared upward. Every time her weight vanished and she floated, her lust soared like some pyrotechnic balloon in her belly.
On the next downswing, through the glittering haze of her own orgasm, she felt Tommy shooting his load up into her spasming vagina.
His prick jetted like a machine gun, shooting two or three shots on each stroke of the swing. When his cock fired at the bottom of the arc, she felt the semen slam impatiently against the end of her vagina, it was jammed down on his cock so hard. When his cock spurted at the top of a swing, the semen seemed to fly across a short open space, then shatter into the end of her cunt. Then Danny began to come in her mouth. Jan was forced to gulp down his thick, impatient shots just to keep from strangling. Swallowing frantically, she felt both ends of her body being filled with come. As the two boys pumped her full, her own orgasm reached a still higher level. The three of them clung together in a muscle-straining knot. The momentum of the swing kept them moving as they milked the moment for every morsel of pleasure they could. Finally, the swing's crazy gyrations slowed, and the three orgasms were fading. Jan pulled her head away from Danny's drained, fading penis and sucked in huge lung-clearing gusts of air. The angle of her hole and the force of gravity tugging downward, dragged the thick, hot semen out of her body. It was as if it were still attached to the withering penis retreating from her depths. The swing slowed some more, and Danny lowered one foot and scuffed it through the dirt to bring them to a halt. His cock gleaming with semen and Jan's saliva, he stepped down off the swing.
Jan remained astride Tommy until she had caught her breath. The feel of his flaccid, shrunken penis between her labia had a strange effect on her. It triggered a lazy lust in her that she didn't expect.
Experimentally, she squirmed on Tommy's lap and tightened the muscles of her vagina. The effect was the reverse of what she wanted-she drove his prick out of her instead of stimulating it to greater life.
“Sorry,” Tommy apologized, sensing what she wanted. “That's okay.” “Ever been eaten out?” he asked. “You mean, you eat me?” Jan asked. “My pussy?” “Uh-huh.” “No.” “Stand up on the swing,” Tommy suggested. “You've got a real treat coming.”
Jan was glad she hadn't had to do much work yet, because it wasn't easy to stand on the seat with her feet on either side of Tommy. Letting go of the chains, he gripped her tight, sleek ass and drew her hips down toward his face. Jan watched him press his face into her nearly hairless pussy. She felt his tongue pry in between her labia. A wash of hot pleasure burned through her. He drilled his tongue into her vagina. She knew he must be tasting the semen and juices from their earlier coupling. Curling her arms around the chains of the swing, she pressed her hands down on the back of his head and pushed her pussy forward against him. She felt his nose press her clit. He exhaled into her hot folds. The feel of his burning breath on her clit triggered a hot flood into his working mouth. He drilled his tongue deep into her vagina and wiggled it against the nerve-packed walls of her tunnel. Jan was vaguely aware of Danny sitting on the ground, watching her being eaten out. There was hot interest in his eyes, and his cock was showing signs of life. Tommy lapped at her vigorously, welcoming her flood with sucking lips and working tongue. He was clutching her tight, firm buttocks. He worked his fingers into her crack and touched her anus. Jan's body knotted with pleasure from the unexpected goosing. She tried to push her ass back against his finger and her cunt forward onto his mouth. It was impossible and resulted in her clenching her buttocks hard against Tommy's hand. He managed to work his finger into the tight hole of her anus in spite of her, and Jan's body was ravaged by pleasure. Jan tilted her face to the sun and ground Tommy's face into her pussy and fought to admit his finger into her tight, dry hole. The locket at her throat glittered in the bright morning sun, quivered as her body was wracked by shudders of pleasure. The swing shivered on its taut chains, a seismograph measuring their lust. “God!” Jan moaned.
“Oh, God!” Tommy pulled his mouth away from her vagina, then sucked his way along her slippery crevice. His lips spread her pink inner petals, his tongue stroked her urethra. He fastened on her clitoris and drew it into his mouth. Jan's whole body jerked and the swing twisted and spun as she rocked her hips, ground and twisted her crotch on Tommy's sucking mouth. It felt like he was trying to rip her clit out by the roots, he was sucking on it so hard. His teeth caught the shaft just behind the nerve-packed head, trapping it, putting tension on the shaft. Then his tongue squeezed the tip back against his teeth, and Jan's world dissolved in an unbelievable haze of pleasure. The swing danced and jerked as she convulsed with an orgasm even greater than her first had been. Her anus was a searing knot of pain and pleasure as Tommy augured his finger in and out of it. Her clit felt like it was melting it was so hot. Her vagina was a lightly cramped mass of pleasure, a knotted fist holding desperately onto nothing. When at last Tommy spit her clit out and pulled his linger out of her asshole, Jan was left hanging precariously from the chains of the swing. Tommy slipped out from between her legs, and her knees collapsed. She lowered herself carefully to the seat of the swing and leaned sideways against one chain and fought to catch her breath and gather her scattered wits.
She gradually became aware of the hard wooden seat against her backside, and the cold chain against one cheek. The sun was hot on her arms, the wind cold on her dripping pussy, and the dust greasy and cold as she squirmed her toes in it. “She taste good?” Danny asked Tommy, surprised. “Sure, man,” Tommy answered. “It's a fantastic turn on. You should try it sometime.” “Not-not right now,” Jan stammered. “I don't think I'd like it,” Danny announced. “Honest,” Tommy insisted, “they taste great, and it really gets a girl turned on. Doesn't it, Jan?” Jan nodded weakly. “It does.” She was beginning to regain touch with reality.
“Well, maybe someday,” Danny temporized. “But not today.” He looked at Jan hungrily. “I got a hard on again,” he announced, unnecessarily. “So I see,” Jan answered. She wasn't uninterested, but was still too drained to want Danny's organ. “It'll have to wait,” she told him. “I'm not ready for it yet.' “I know one thing,”
Tommy interrupted, “you two had better get some suntan oil on or you'll both have bright red stripes between your tan marks.”
“I'll go get some,” Danny said unwillingly, heading for the house. Jan swung lazily on the swing, her legs spread to let the breeze cool her overheated pussy. Then she got off and stretched out on the grass. She watched Tommy move to the swing and begin adjusting the chain, raising the seat. “What are you doing?” Jan asked curiously. Tommy stood in front of the raised seat, judging its height. It was a couple of inches below his limp prick. “Oh, just adjusting things.” “You sunbathe nude most of the time, don't you?” Jan asked. “All the time,” he replied. “Whole family does.”
Jan thought of how things were progressing with her father. She wondered if they would ever reach that point. “Don't you-uh-get turned on sometimes?” “Sometimes.” “Here's the goop,” Danny announced, returning from the house. “You do me and I'll do you,”
Jan suggested. “Front and back.” “Okay!” Danny agreed, uncapping the lotion. Jan stood up and let him massage the thick oil into her breasts. He used both hands. She stood quietly with her hands at her sides. She felt her lust rising as his palms skidded over her alert tits. She could see Danny's prick swelling still larger, standing out more stiffly from his immature pubic bush. She felt her soft mounds squirm under his oily touch and saw the hot interest in his eyes as he worked her over thoroughly. “Down there, too,” she said, indicating the pale triangle outlining her golden-furred pussy.
Danny poured a pool of suntan oil in his palm, reached down and carefully cupped her crotch. He massaged it with a slow, sensuous circular motion that tugged and twisted her pussy lips, stirred her clitoris to renewed life. He smeared the suntan cream on either side of her slit. The tension pulled her labia open, let cold air strike her wet, distended inner folds. “Back, too,” she hissed, turning.
His hands cupped her buttocks, pressed and kneaded the warm, yielding globes. He smeared the greasy cream down onto her flanks. “In the crack, too,” she murmured softly. “Do it!” she insisted, when she felt him hesitating. The touch of his oily fingers in her hot, sweaty crevice sent her excitement boiling. Tommy's touch in that forbidden zone had awakened her to the erotic possibilities of the area. Her guts knotted at the thought of exploring it further. She doubted Danny would be interested, but was pretty sure Tommy would be. Danny's fingers skated down the bottom of her crack, touched her anus and withdrew sharply while her butt was still jerking reflexively in response to his fleeting touch. She had a searing desire to have something jammed up into her asshole, but knew it would have to wait.
She turned and faced Danny. He held out the lotion to her. She took a different approach from his. She began on the outsides of his hips and worked her way closer and closer to his thrusting, rigid penis. She worked oil into his fine brown pubic hair, clear down to the ghostly pale skin underneath. She circled the foundation of his phallus, then cupped and rolled his balls on her oily palm. She curled her fingers up behind his testicles and pressed the hard ridge behind his scrotum. A glittering drop of fluid oozed out of his prick. Going a little farther back, she found his anus and stroked it, very, very gently. Danny's flat stomach quivered in response to her careful stimulation. It was visible evidence that he was as sensitive there as she was. Abandoning his asshole for the moment, she oiled his prick until it gleamed in the bright sunlight. She milked his penis, stroked her thumbs up the underside. Mixing his lubricant with the suntan lotion, she covered his penis with the erotic mixture. “Careful, or I'll come, dammit,” he protested. “Sorry.” Jan let go of his cock. “Turn around so I can do your ass.” His buttocks were trim, hard, pale globes. Wasting little time, she oiled them quickly. She was afraid to explore his asshole any more for fear he would either be turned off by her probe, or come. “Up here, Jan,” Tommy called when she finished massaging Danny's tight, erotic ass. Following the older boy's lead, she let herself be seated on the raised swing, let him position her. Her ass was just barely on the hard wooden seat.
Her legs spread out in an angled vee in front of her. Her pussy gleamed in the bright sun. Her golden pubic hairs looked like spun gold. Danny didn't need to be told what to do next. As Jan clung to the chains of the swing, he moved in between her legs, his eyes fastened on her pussy, his prick swinging heavily. Gripping his phallus with one hand, he set the bulbous pink head between her labia, wedging it into the budlike center of her crotch. He pushed forward, and the swing moved back. Instead of holding the swing still, he just pushed harder, driving her slowly backwards and upwards. The pressure of her pussy against his prick increased steadily. Jan fought to un-clutch her vagina as she was driven higher and higher in the air. Then, she felt his cock begin to slowly slide up into her slippery, hot vagina. Bit by bit his organ drilled up into her cunt.
His pushing had raised her higher than his cock, so that his organ twisted and angled into her, adding to the stimulation. Clinging to the chains, Jan leaned back and squirmed her hips slightly to work his prick deeper. The sun burned down on her torso and thighs as she took his prick completely into her hungry pussy. Tommy Patterson was watching avidly. Sunk to the hilt in Jan's pussy, Danny stopped and braced himself against her. Then he put his hands on the seat and pushed her away from him, sliding her off his towering erection, watching his cock emerge from her clutching vagina. He pushed her back until just the knob of her phallus was in her. Then he let go of the swing. Jan swung down and his cock blistered into her cunt. She slammed hard against him, jolting herself to the core. The friction of his prick against them set her vaginal walls aflame, made them fountain around his hard cock. Her clit had been smashed against his pubic arch like an egg thrown against a wall. Barely giving her time to recover, Danny pushed her back away from him again. He held her in the air for a moment, letting his anticipation grow. Then he let go and she slammed down on him. Her vagina convulsed, squeezed his cock with powerful, rhythmic contractions. Totally unconcerned with Jan's flaming coming, Danny pushed her up and off him again. His cock popped out of her pussy. She moaned at the unexpected loss. Tommy moved forward, reached between her and Danny, and set his friend's phallus in her nest again. Danny let the swing drop and gored Jan on his prick again. Her orgasm flared higher from the scorching stimulation of his phallus, and the brutal crushing of her clitoris against his pubic bone. Danny showed no signs of climaxing himself. He drove her back, more carefully this time, then let her fall down on him again. He was staring at her labia, watching them part before the pale column of his phallus. His face was sweating. He watched his prick disappear into her nearly hairless pussy, watched her full labia mash against his hard groin. Jan held onto the chains as the swing went up and back, then forward and down. The cock in her burned her vaginal walls, tugged her velvety folds outward, then pushed them inward, over and over and over again. Her orgasm was an endlessly pulsating wash of pleasure as she was spitted again and again and again on Danny's phallus. She spread her legs farther apart, tried to take all of Danny into her guts-his prick, his balls, his hips, all of him. Then his cock began to pulse. It seemed to have, grown even larger than it had been. Danny dragged her down against him and drove his penis into her. He pushed the swing back and twisted his cock in her belly. He began to spurt into her spasming vagina. Jan's orgasm rose still another notch as she took his load.
Leaning back on the chains, she squirmed her body in a mad attempt to get an inch of cock that didn't exist into her. Danny's tight ass cheeks convulsed and pumped as he poured his come into Jan's hungry hole. The thick overflow drooled down over his knotted, pulsing balls and dropped to the dusty ground. When his prick finally began to shrivel, he backed slowly away until he was entirely out of her. He watched a pearly stream of come spill from her ravaged cunt. Jan pulled on the chains until she was sitting up, then slid off the seat.
The plank of wood nudged her in the ass as she stood there. Tommy pushed Danny to one side and gently turned Jan around until she was facing the swing. Then he pulled on her hips. Suddenly, Jan understood. Her heart hammered and her guts clenched with excitement and fear. She let him pull her hips back. She bent forward, and rested her forearms on the worn, splintered wood. She hung her head, studied the dark spatters of come on the ground. Tommy's fingers felt harsh and rough as he smeared a wave of suntan oil down the crack of her ass. She concentrated on the feel of his hand as he explored the deep valley between her buttocks. His finger touched her anus, and it clenched reflexively. His finger well greased with suntan lotion, Tommy bored up into her anus. Jan moaned with pleasure. She spread her feet in the dust and thrust her ass up against his invading finger.
He worked it in and out of her asshole, fucking her. She could feel her anal ring being pushed and twisted by his probe. Then there was a second finger beside the first one, and she felt her butt stretching to admit it into her bowels. “Awful tight,” Tommy commented. “Do it,” Jan urged, knowing what he was planning.
“You sure?” Tommy asked. “I'm sure,” Jan grunted. “Please.
Do it!” “Do what?” Danny asked. Tommy didn't bother to answer. He drew his fingers out of Jan's anus. She waited expectantly.
She was aware of her asshole in a way she had never been before.
“How come you're greasing your cock?” Danny asked. “To make it go in easier,” Tommy answered. Jan stared blindly at the dust below the swing. She felt the sweat drying on her ass, the sting of the sun on her back, the expectant itch in her asshole. Something touched her buttocks. Something hard and rubbery pushed in between the tight mounds of her ass. It touched her anus, and she felt the muscular ring go into a series of reflexive spasms. She fought to control them as the pressure grew steadily. She rocked forward against the swing, teetered off balance for a moment. Then Tommy gripped her by the waist, steadied her. His hands almost circled her slender body.
He thrust hard into her tail, and she felt his oiled prick drill into her asshole. Her anal sphincter was gradually pried open. A feeling of fullness grew steadily in her bowels as he bored into her.
The pleasure as her anal ring was slowly dilated by Tommy's phallus was everything she had thought it would be-and more. Then there was a stinging pain as her muscle began to stretch beyond its usual limit.
The pain and the pleasure and the pressure built and built and built as Tommy's glans struggled to gain admittance to her rectum.
There was a slippery, snapping feeling, and the stinging pain was replaced by a dull ache. Jan's anal ring slipped down into the groove behind his cock-head. The pressure in her bowels was greater than ever. “All of it,” Jan moaned. “All of it!” “Jesus Christ!”
Danny exclaimed. “You've got it in her asshole!” “Genius. Now, shut up and watch!” Jan was dimly aware of Danny's hot interest in her buggery. But all she wanted was to have the whole huge thing jammed into her bowels. It made her earlier pleasure seem insignificant. Her knees were locked, her legs rigidly straight as she prayed Tommy would put all of his phallus into her. There was a strange sensation she couldn't figure out. Then she realized Tommy was oiling the shaft of his cock some more. His fingers were touching the insides of her buttocks. Then he was ramming into her again, and she felt his phallus sliding through her anus. The pressure in her guts built and built as her bowels were filled with cock. She felt her vagina being squeezed shut by the bulk in her rectum. She felt the knob of Tommy's glans slide up into her. Her whole body was one solid knot of pleasure as he drove his cock home in her tail. His hips jammed up against her buttocks, and Jan thought she was going to cry it felt so good to have his whole thing inside her. Then he began to push her away from him. His cock slid out, and she rocked forward on the balls of her feet. He pulled her back, jammed her back down on his cock, and Jan's lust soared. The friction of his cock in her hole was unbelievable. She could feel her whole rectal sheath tugging outward as he pushed her away from him, then being crammed back in as he pulled her back onto his phallus. The ground moved slowly back and forth as she felt her butt being alternately filled and emptied.
She was coming. Her vagina was pouring wave after wave of thick come down the insides of her thighs. It felt almost as if she had a cock in her pussy, it was pinched so tightly shut by the bulk next to it.
There was nothing in the universe but the cock up her butt. It felt like an elephant was in her, and she loved it. Her rectum was too distended to even squeeze down. The muscles were so dilated they had no strength. So all she could do was rock forward and back, forward and back, and feel her anal ring hum, and savor the incredible pleasure. Tommy moved her faster and faster. His hips jammed forward as he pulled her back. His hips slammed against hers. His cock grew hotter and hotter with every stroke. He stared down at where his cock parted Jan's firmly rounded buttocks and bored into her butt. His orgasm drew closer and closer. Then he rammed her back against him, hard, and began to spurt his load into her guts. Jan felt him coming, felt his cock convulsing in her velvety rectum, felt the thick spurts of semen blast into her bowels as he unloaded. Her orgasm surged up, as if gasoline had been poured on it. Resting her forehead on her arms, she let her coming blast away. Only the fact that she had locked her knee joints kept her from falling as she was swept away by her orgasm. The next thing she knew, her rectum was crapping out Tommy's rapidly shriveling penis. He pulled away and her anal sphincter snapped shut. Come dried on the strained muscle when a cool breeze cut up between her buttocks. Then her knees gave way and she sank down and huddled in the dust. The hot sun beat down on her blonde hair.