"Arrghhhhh! wawwwwwhhhhhh! Wawwwwhhhhhh!" Sheila screamed like a mad woman. Shocks of brain-burning pain spurted out from her ass and shot to her cunt as Frank slowly jammed his cockhead past the tightly clenched sphincter muscle around Sheila's shithole. The blonde couldn't believe the intensity of the pain. She thought her son's butt-fucking had loosened everything up. She was wrong!
"Christ! Her ass is tight again!" Frank grunted as he slammed his groin forward again, digging his dick deeper and deeper into her bowels.
"Ohhhh, nooooo! God,noooooo!"
Sheila screamed again. She thought her pussy would explode from the tearing, searing sensation that shot out from her asshole. Her body was racked with pain. Sheila bucked forward, trying to tear herself away from Frank's jamming, invading prick.
"Hey, take it easy! She'll pull free from both of us if you're not careful!" John shouted over Sheila's screams to Frank.
"Sorry, but I can't help it. Once she loosens up, she'll be okay," Frank said as he reached forward and wrapped his hands around Sheila's tits. Slowly, he pulled her back onto his long, jabbing cock and shoved his thighs forward again.
Slowly Sheila felt the sharp bolts of pain die away into a dull series of aches. She smiled, knowing that the ache would soon turn into unspeakable pleasure.
"I think she's okay now," Frank said as he moved his hips from side to side, reaming her asshole wider with his churning dick.
"Unnnghhhh! Fuck me!" Sheila moaned as she started to hunch from side to side. She slid all the way up on John's cock, clamping her slick pussy walls tightly around his jerking prick and milking drops of pre-cum from its pulsating, purple head. Then she backed off, pulling away from her son's twitching cock to impale herself further on Frank's dick. Sheila squeezed her asscheeks together, trapping the man's dick in her ass as he rotated his buttocks furiously and churned his buried cock in her shithole.
"Unnghhhh! Ohhhhh, nooooo!" Sheila cried as she felt the hard ball of climax building up in her gut. Her cuntal walls rumbled with pre-orgasmic spasms as John and Frank started to pump and thrust faster and faster.
"I think she's cumming!" Frank groaned as he slammed his cock hard into her shitter.
"Fuck, I am too!" John screamed.
"Ahhhh! Arrrghhhhhh!" was all Sheila could say as she felt Frank lean forward and bite her on the shoulder. John reached up and squeezed her jugs as he felt his cum boiling up from his jouncing nuts.
"Fuck me! Oh my God! I'm gonna cum! Ohhhh! Jeeesus! You're gonna shoot! Fuckin' God, Ican f-f-feel your prick swelling up in my-m-m-my! Wawwwwhhh! Nnnghhhhh!" Sheila shrieked as her orgasm finally blew up in her cunt. Her body shook and trembled as wave after wave of climax tore through her snatch. At the same time, her shithole clamped down hard on Frank's probing cock. It was enough to send both men off into their orgasm.
"Fuck! Shiiiit! I'm shooting!" Frank screamed as he clamped his eyes tightly shut and hunched wildly against Sheila's trembling, bucking body.
"Unnghhhhh!" Frank groaned as he slammed forward at the same time to her feet. She walked up to Frank and put her arms around his thick neck.
"I don't really care what Marianne does with her body, just as long as she watches herself. But lately she's been going around with a wild crowd," Frank said with obvious disapproval in his voice.
"I don't know all their names. There's one kid in particular – I think Sam's his name. A big blond guy with the intelligence of a prune. And there's some big red-headed bastard," Frank said angrily.
"Oh my God! They're the same ones who tried to attack me tonight!" Sheila blurted out.
"What?" Frank said in disbelief.
"Better sit down. It's a wild story," Sheila said as she began to tell him what had happened to her and John. When she'd finished, Frank shook his head slowly.
"I knew they were no good. This proves it. I'm going to lock up Marianne's ass until she comes to her senses," Frank said determinedly.
"Hey, wait a second!" Sheila said, springing up from the couch and running after Frank. "Why don't you have her come over here first and talk with me – you know, woman to woman? I think I could have more of an influence on her than you."
Frank looked at Sheila for a few seconds, then smiled broadly.
"You know, you may have a point," Frank said thoughtfully. "Okay, I'll tell her to come over tomorrow. But I swear, if you don't have an influence on her, it's prison at home for her," Frank said as he bent forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "I'll be back in a little bit with some office furniture."
"Hey, Frank. I'll help you," John said as he scrambled to his feet and ran for his clothes.
"Hey, you don't have to do it, Johnny," Frank said, pleased that the boy wanted to help.
"I want to," the boy said, pulling on his pants and beaming at his mother.
Sheila suddenly felt warm and secure. She was glad that Frank would be spending time at their home. And with Marianne coming to see her tomorrow, there'd be a closer tie with him. Sheila closed the door gently behind the two men and leaned against the frame, sighing happily to herself. She'd never been happier in her life.
The next morning Sheila was awakened by John and Bobby.
"Hey, Mom, get up. Frank's daughter's gonna be here in a few minutes." John said as he shook his mother's shoulder violently.
"Too bad she's coming so soon. I'm so fuckin' hot I could strap her on right now," Bobby said as he yanked off the covers and rolled Sheila over on her back.
"Wow, look at that bush!" John said, pointing to his mother's hairy mound. "Sort of makes you want to dive in, doesn't it?" he said, leering at Bobby.
"You think we got time?" the younger boy asked, reaching down and trailing his fingers lightly through Sheila's hot, hairy jungle.
"Mmmmmm, no. Besides, we'd better get down to the school pool if we expect to get in," John said, glancing down at his watch and giving his mother's pussy a last look.
"I don't want you boys going back to that school!" Sheila said angrily.
"Come on, Mom. If we get down there early enough, there won't be anybody buggin' us," Bobby said. "Besides, with the two of us together, nobody'll bother us."
Sheila looked at her sons and sighed. She couldn't argue with them. She loved them too much to go against anything they wanted to do.
"All right, but be careful. Remember what happened last night!" Sheila warned as she rolled out of bed and pulled on her blue bathrobe.
"Poor big brother. I'll take care of him," Bobby said in a baby's voice.
"Get the fuck out of here," John said, slapping Bobby playfully across the head, then running down the hall.
"Shit! See you later, Mom!" Bobby called out from the hall as he chased his brother downstairs, through the living room and out to the front lawn.
"My sons!" Sheila said out loud as she quickly made the bed, then rah downstairs to put on some coffee. She was just about to step into the shower when she heard the doorbell ring.
"Damn!" the blonde cried out as she glanced at the clock. Marianne was fifteen minutes early. "Coming!" Sheila cried out cheerily as she tied her dressing gown together and ran to the front door.
"Hi. My dad told me to come over," a girl of about sixteen said sullenly. Marianne had long, shiny black hair that hung down to her ass. She was wearing a pair of tight, black hip-huggers that almost showed the outline of her cuntlips. But what Sheila particularly noticed were Marianne's huge tits. For a girl of sixteen, she had a set of knockers that a burlesque queen would have – envied. Her mammoth jugs bulged out of her red-flowered halter, threatening to break loose and fly out into the air.
"Come on in," Sheila said, noticing that the girl had an angry, defiant air about her.
"I don't know what the hell he wants me here for, but you've got me for a while," Marianne said sullenly, throwing herself carelessly onto the couch.
Sheila raised her eyebrows when she heard the young girl's speech.
"Now let's get a few things straight around here. You're in my house, and while you're here, you won't talk like that. And besides, you'll sit up like a young lady," Sheila said disapprovingly.
"You should talk about how to act. What about all the fuckin' around you used to do?" the girl said defiantly.
"What?" Sheila cried out in disbelief. She couldn't believe that she was suddenly being grilled by this girl. Sheila saw that Frank did have a problem on his hands.
"Don't act so surprised. Just because my dad didn't know what was going on doesn't mean that I don't. Hell, all the kids in this area know what you and your old man…"
"Shut up, you little bitch!" Sheila cried out, running up to the girl and striking her hard across the face.
"Ughhhhh!" Marianne cried out, falling across the couch and covering her face protectively.
"And if you ever say anything about the past again, I'll slap you down!" Sheila cried, her face reddening with anger. She was tired of everyone bringing up the past. She knew that slapping Marianne across the face so hard was an overreaction. But Sheila had to start somewhere to stop the rumors and sneers.
"Don't touch me!" Marianne groaned, pulling herself up and digging her ass protectively into the couch cushions.
"I'm sorry," Sheila began in a low voice. "But I won't have you talking like that to my face – or behind my back for that matter. I haven't done anything that most of the women around here wouldn't give their right fit to do anyway," Sheila said angrily.
"I'm getting out of here," Marianne said, springing up from the couch and running to the door.
"Just a minute, young lady," Sheila said, springing in front of the door and blocking Marianne's exit. "Your father asked me to talk some sense into you, and that's what I'm going to do."
"You can't keep me here against my will. That's kidnapping," Marianne said defiantly as she pushed past Sheila.
"We'll see about that," the blonde said, grabbing the girl's wrist tightly and spinning her away from the door. She hated to be this rough on Marianne. But the gentle, understanding approach wasn't going to go anywhere with the girl. Some common sense had to be pounded into her first.
"Let me go! Let me go, or I'll scream!" Marianne said, crouching down on the floor like a cornered animal.
"You so much as open your mouth…!" Sheila began, interrupted suddenly by Marianne's shrieking.
"Shut tip!" Sheila cried out, raising her hand and striking the girl across the face again.
"Unnnghhhh!" Marianne screamed. But this time she managed to keep her balance and reached up, pulling Sheila down on top of her.
"Ohhhhhh!" the woman cried out, feeling the girl shoving her away as she tried to scramble to her feet. "No you don't," Sheila grunted, wrapping her hands around Marianne's halter and yanking her back to the floor.
"Bitch! Bitch!" the girl cried out as her halter was ripped off. At the same time, Sheila's robe flew open, and the two women's tits pressed together. Suddenly Sheila felt her crotch fire up like a blast furnace. The sensation of Marianne's young nipples mashing into her own was turning her on!
"Let me go! Let me go!" Marianne continued to scream. But Sheila noticed that the girl began to struggle less and less. Instead, she was humping and jamming her crotch against Sheila's. "Ohhhh!" Marianne moaned, stopping her struggling as Sheila reached up and gently started to milk her big boobs.
"I don't know…" Sheila began, then stopped. She looked into the young girl's eyes. They were glazing over with lust and passion. She didn't know what was coming over them, but she didn't feel she had the strength to fight it. Sheila knew she wasn't a dyke, and guessed that Marianne was straight too. But right now, all she wanted was to undress Frank's daughter and feel her young, fresh snatch rubbing against her own hot hole.
"Oh my God! I've never done anything like this!" Sheila gasped as she watched Marianne roll away from her and start to slide her tight slacks down her slender thighs.
"I don't do it much myself but I'm not new at it," the girl said as she slid her slacks to the floor.
Sheila raised her eyebrows in amazement. Girls today were a hell of a lot more experienced than she was at the same age. Sheila stared at Marianne's black-haired snatch. It glistened with sweat and pussy juice, seeming to quiver in rhythm with the throbbing of her own swollen clit. She watched as Marianne raised her hands to her tits and started squeezing the masses of spongy hot flesh. The milking action made her half-inch-long nipples pop out even more. As the young girl became more excited, Sheila could see the red gash of Marianne's cuntlips tinder the thick matting of tangled hair.
"Ohhhh, God! Touch me! Please, touch me!" Marianne moaned, standing up and grinding her thighs together as she closed her eyes and threw her head back. Sheila could see something foamy and bubbly oozing from between the young girl's fat cuntlips. She knew that Marianne was ripe for sex now.
"You'll have to help me out, honey. I've never made it with a woman before," Sheila said as she rubbed her hands lightly across her swollen outer labes. She rubbed their slippery edges together, milking the sensitive membranes against her throbbing clit.
"Just stick your tongue in my snatch!" Marianne said simply, watching Sheila as the older woman started to jerk herself off.
"Whatever you say," Sheila said, crawling across the floor on her knees until her mouth was even with Marianne's gleaming pussy. She inhaled sharply, watching the foamy fluid that bubbled out even faster than before. Sheila opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, flicking it across the girl's wet labes and tasting pussy juice for the first time.
"Ohhhh, yesss! Lick it!" Marianne groaned, hunching her thighs forward until her pussylips banged against Sheila's partially opened mouth. Marianne moaned louder as she ground her thighs together, shoving her snatch harder against the older woman's lips. "Ohhh, you're fantastic! Oh God! Eat up my pussy! Oh fuckin' shit, I want to eat you! OH JEEEEESUS! OH MY GOD!" Marianne screamed as she felt Sheila's tongue trail over her sparking clit.
"Suck me too!" Sheila wailed as she pulled her head away from the girl's spit-slick gash and lay down on the floor. Marianne smiled and sank to her knees, lying down next to Sheila and turning around until her aching pussy was opposite Sheila's mouth. In a second, the blonde felt her twitching cunt being massaged by the young girl's slender fingers. She felt Marianne rubbing her rumbling membranes with her fingertips, sanding them across the sensitive flesh as torrent after hot torrent of that juice oozed out and trickled down to the carpet.
"Suck me and I'll suck you," Marianne said, gasping as she hunched her black, curly-haired snatch up to Sheila's mouth. Just as the red-hot slit parted, Sheila felt the sharp tip of the young girl's tongue shoving gently between her fat snatchlips. She felt it slide carefully between her outer labes, sliding past them as it snaked down deep into her fuck-hole. Marianne exhaled a hot blast of air that blew through Sheila's blonde hair. It tickled her almost as much as the girl's tongue excited her. At the same time she stuck out her tongue and flicked it against the bud of Marianne's clit. Gently, Sheila fitted her mouth onto the girl's box and started to suck slowly and gently.
"Ohhhhh! Nooooo! Give it to me! Oh fuck! Oh God, lick m-m-meeeee offffff! Christ,eat my snatch! Eat it all up!!! Suck my cunt! Oh-ohhhhh! Fffffuuu cccckkkkk!" Marianne cried mindlessly as she took her face away from Sheila's juicy pussy for a few seconds.
"God! God! God!" Sheila kept repeating over and over as the young girl went back to her cunt-tonguing. At the same time Marianne used her fingers to pull and stretch the tender pussylips gently apart. The girl ran her tongue inside Sheila's red-hot gash, flicking it rapidly in and out as she teased the delicate soft flesh.
Meanwhile, Sheila was stabbing her tongue in and out of Marianne's cunt, lapping up the torrents of bubbling hot cunt juice and stabbing her tongue against Marianne's wildly beating clit.
"God! Suck meeeeee!" Marianne cried out wildly as she heaved her firm thighs back and forth, trying to impale her drooling snatch on Sheila's stabbing tongue. "Oh G-g-godddd! Lick me c-c-clean! Shiiiittit! Lick m-m-meeeee… wawwwwwhhhhh!" "Mmmmfffff!" Sheila responded, her face buried in Marianne's dripping cunt. Her hands were wrapped around the young girl's firm ass tighter than before. She loved squeezing those full cheeks, rubbing them gently together. She slipped her fingers in and out of the sweaty, hot crevice between the gleaming white asscheeks. Sheila raised her head slightly, flicking out her tongue more furiously than before and jabbing the throbbing surface of Marianne's sensitive clit.
Almost at once the girl slammed her juicy cunt down hard on Sheila's mouth until she thought she'd smother. The blonde jammed her tongue between the puffy lips as hard as she could, licking around and around while she dug her fingernails into Marianne's trembling buttocks.
"Ohhhh, fuck! Noooo! Noooooo!" the girl wailed wildly as she thrashed like a snake on the floor.
"Ohhhh, fuck! Fuck!" Sheila cried as she felt her clit sparking and sputtering with sexual electricity.
"Lick meeeee!" Marianne ordered, reaching down and wrapping her hands around Sheila's ass and shoving the older woman's snatch down hard on her nose.
"Woooooohhhhhh!" Sheila screeched as she felt her snatch blow apart with sexual heat. Her tongue began to fuck more wildly than before, driving the young girl wilder and wilder with each passing second. Sheila couldn't help thinking how quickly she was progressing up the sexual ladder. First Frank, then Bobby, then John, now Frank's daughter. When would it all stop?