More weekends followed, and also there were nights whenever she could get away from the house and when Lottie's parents had to go away for the evening.
It went on that way for over a month. Then Carl left town. Marni felt bad for Lottie, and also guilty because she was having so much fun with Homer, and Lottie had no one. She was surprised when Lottie didn't seem to mind, and even more surprised when Lottie told her that she was in no hurry to find anyone else.
Her sexual demands on Homer became greater and greater. She was even surprised at herself. She knew she loved sex but now it almost scared her that she needed it so much.
Homer remained basic and crude about it but there was still something very exciting about his animal approach to her body that stimulated her beyond her wildest dreams.
Then those dreams were shattered quite abruptly. Lottie's parents were gone for the whole weekend. She was to meet Homer in the afternoon. When she got there he and Lottie were in the living room. The girls exchanged small talk and Homer seemed in no hurry to go up to the bedroom with her.
At last, Marni could take it no longer. She stood and pulled Homer along by the hand, excusing herself to Lottie.
But it was a wasted effort. NC matter what she did to him, she couldn't give him a hard-on. It was as though he had masturbated just before she had gotten there.
He said how sorry he was and Marni said it was all right, even though it really wasn't. She returned home a mass of frustration after agreeing to meet him the following afternoon.
She ran up to her room determined to at least have her hand and her fingers do the job that Homer had not been able to do. She stood in front of the mirror with her skirt pulled high, her fingers at her cunt. She soon worked herself to such a high degree of passion she couldn't take her hand away even for a moment.
Unable to stand it any longer, she removed her clothes as she sat on the edge of her bed. When her panties came down, she felt how warm and moist her crotch had already become.
"Damn him," Marni said, stretching out on the bed and pulling her hair brush from the bedside stand. She had used the hair brush many times before she had met Homer. When she had started fucking his real cock she thought she would never have use for it again.
The handle of the brush was a fairly good likeness of a male cock… a male cock of exceptional size.
Withdrawing her hand from her cuntlips she grabbed the brush by the bristle end. Passing the hard handle over her cuntal lips and her clitoris, her cunt soon started secreting even more juices.
As her passion got higher and higher Marni pushed the wooden cock deeper and deeper into her cunt. Her body reacted violently to the penetrating brush handle.
Her body was eagerly anticipating the come as her head wiled violently from side to side on the pillow. With each passing moment she came closer and closer to her come.
In and out the phony cock lunged, and Marni's mind was already in the fantasy of her new love.
"Oh Homer, Homer… your cock in my cunt is so good! I want to drain your cock so much! Oh, keep up that rubbing, it's beginning to drive me wild! Yes, that's it, yes!"
As one hand kept pushing the brush deeper and deeper into her cunt, the other fingered her clitoris.
"There… there! Fuck… fuck!"
As Marni's cunt began to shake with orgasm, she removed the brush and shoved the juice-soaked handle into her mouth. The cream from her pussy was warm and sweet-tasting. She eagerly licked and swallowed every drop of her pussy juices from the brush handle.
"Oh shit," she moaned. "I can't… I just can't last until tomorrow."
That night her parents got an emergency call from her married sister, Beth, from the other side of town. Her husband was away at a sales convention and Beth's baby had chosen this time to arrive.
As soon as they were gone she dialed Homer's apartment. There was no answer. She decided to go on over to Lottie's and call again from there.
The front door, was unlocked. Marni walked in and searched the lower floor for Lottie. She wasn't there. Marni was about to leave when she heard sounds, and then voices coming from one of the upstairs rooms.
The voices were those of a man and a woman. At first she thought Carl had returned. Not wanting to interrupt, Marni retreated to the front door.
Then the agonizing wail of a male voice at the height of sexual bliss filled the whole house and reached a peak in Marni's head.
It ached in her ears, making her head swim.
It wasn't Carl upstairs with Lottie. She knew that howl. She had heard it many times. She had caused it many times.
It was Homer.
She raced up the stairs and down the hall toward the room with the voices. The door stood wide open.
Directly in front of her on the bed, her boy friend was fucking her best girl friend. Homer had pinned Lottie's legs up over her shoulders so her ass and her cunt were nearly straight up in the air beneath his ramming cock.
Marni could see every twitch, every movement of both Homer's big cock and Lottie's furry, blonde cunt as the cock penetrated, withdrew, and was shoved home again. She could see the skin being drawn back and forth on the glistening shaft. She could also see the inner walls of Lottie's tight cunt being pulled outward and responding to his thick cock.
Her cock, Marni thought. She was getting Marni's cock, and it wasn't the first time. That was why Homer couldn't get a hard-on that afternoon; Lottie had already fucked him out. And now she was doing it again.
She wanted to scream at them and run. But the sight fascinated her.
Marni could hear the slurping sounds as Lottie's cunt accepted again and again the pounding drive of Homer's rigid prick. Her eyes narrowed on the ridges of skin and the wet lips of Lottie's cunt as they elastically sucked in and then stretched out to mold around the plunging shaft.
"Oh it… oh shit, Homer honey, you fuck good!" Lottie cried.
"Move your ass, Lottie. Grind it, baby! Twist your fuckin' ass and do things to my cock!"
Marni felt strange. The sight of seeing a cock driving in and out of a cunt fascinated her. When Lottie came, the gushes of pussy juice that flooded Homer's cock, his pubic hair, and the insides of both their thighs, drove Marni into a frenzy.
But she found herself looking not at Homer's cock, but at Lottie's cunt. Marni had a sudden desire to walk into the room and touch Lottie's pussy. Then she had a second desire to suck on the girl's cunt.
Marni's eyes drifted up and down the blonde's body. Lottie's tits were ample but barely half the size of her own. However, they were unique in that almost all of the tit was areola and nipple. The more she heard the gushing noises of cock going in and out of cunt and the more she looked at the firm, thrusting breasts, the more she wanted to put her mouth over them and suck.
"Oh fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Lottie growled, her chest heaving, her arms wide, and her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her.
Homer lowered his head and sucked Lottie's right tit into his mouth as if he had read Marni's thoughts.
Lottie's response was immediate. "Yes, oh God, yes! Suck my tits! Oh Homer, suck my fucking tits and fuck my fucking cunt!"
Marni found herself wishing that it was her mouth on Lottie's tits. Suddenly the idea frightened her. It frightened her so much that she screamed.
Homer and Lottie turned to see her at the same time.
"Oh, Jesus Christ," Lottie said.
Homer jumped from the bed, his cock slipping with a slurping sound from Lottie's wet cunt. "Marni… Marni, honey… let me explain."
Marni ran from the house, slamming the door behind her. She ran all the way home and up to her room.
Quickly she undressed, climbed into bed, and covered her head as if to blot the last hour out of her mind, and out of her life.
She cried herself to sleep.
And once asleep she had the first dream.
She was back in the room watching Homer fuck Lottie. But instead of Homer sucking the blonde's tits, she herself had dropped her head to Lottie's breasts and sucked.
Marni was naked, and as she sucked on Lottie's tits someone else was behind her, filling her cunt with a cock, dog fashion.
She didn't look to see who it was. She didn't care. She was coming.
Whoever it was had soaked his finger in the juices of her cunt and inserted it far into her asshole. The combination of his cock battering her cunt and his finger in her ass caused her to explode in a new and different way. It was like fireworks were going off in her belly and in her head at the same time.
At the same time Homer pulled his cock out of Lottie's pussy and smilingly moved over to where Marni was perched above the blonde.
Lottie started whimpering and then screaming. "No, no. Oh shit, piss no!" Lottie shouted. "I haven't come yet! I want to come! I have to come! Don't stop! Please don't stop!"
Homer moved across the bed and began rubbing his cock across Marni's face. She took it into her mouth. Marni sucked it, making it grow even harder. She was enjoying the sensation of his cock swelling inside her mouth. At the same time her pussy again started to flow with the juices of lust.
As the cock behind her rammed her cunt, Marni took Homer's big prick deep into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks and sucking at the root until it hardened to its fullest proportions.
"I'm gonna come now, Marni," he said. "I'm gonna boil it right into ya!"
Marni nodded her head wildly, urging him to pour his spunk into her throat. Homer's cum shot in great waves into her mouth. It came so fast and in such quantity that she was unable to swallow it all. It oozed out around his still-pumping shaft and down across her chin to fall in a steady stream over her tits and onto the bed. The man behind her, the one she didn't know, came almost at the same time, filling her cunt with his creamy sperm.
Then he was gone, and Homer's cock was being pulled from her mouth.
Homer smiled. "I got her good and ready for ya, Marni," he said, nodding at Lottie. "Thanks," Marni said.
"Bye," he said.
"Bye," Marni replied, and heard him leave the room.
When she turned back to the bed, Lottie was on her back, her eyes tightly shut, her body thrashing, her hands clawing at her pussy, trying to bring herself to orgasm.
Marni moved to the foot of the bed, still kneading her own cunt in anticipation. What she saw stimulated her almost as much as the sight of a hard cock.
Lottie's legs were thrown wide. Her cuntlips were stretched and the hole gaped open. The combination of her pussy juice and Homer's cum had matted the hairs around the slit. The lips gleamed, and between them the darker pinkness of the hole stood out, its center filled with the whiteness of her own pussy cream and gobs of semen.
With a groan and a shout of pure lust, Marni dove between the other girl's legs. Lottie opened her eyes. She tried to close her thighs but it was already too late. Marni had buried her face there already, burrowing with her hot tongue into the gooey mass.
"No," Lottie moaned. "Don't! Don't do that! It isn't right for you to do that with my cunt, Marni, please don't suck… suck… SUCK…"
"Let me, baby. Let me, Lottie," Marni moaned around her mouthful of wet pussy. "You'll like it, believe me, you'll love it!"
"No… no!" Lottie screamed. "It's not right!"
She tried to push Marni's head away. It was to no avail. Marni had tightly grasped the girl's hips and thighs with her arms, pinning the hot pussy against her face.
Lottie's mind was saying no but her body proved to be a traitor. The more Marni licked with her tongue the more Lottie's rejection became acceptance until finally, mewling and groaning, her legs again opened wide. Forgetting all but the intense joy in her cunt she bucked with her hips, sending her pussy hard against Marni's sucking mouth.
Marni responded by grinding her chin into the hole and lapping the heated clitoris with long, intense strokes. Realizing Lottie's acceptance, Marni snaked her hands upward until she could grasp and fondle Lottie's tits as she increased the pressure of her tongue on the girl's cunt. Up and down she worked, sending her tongue the length of the slit, then all the way from clit to asshole.
Lottie couldn't help but respond to such treatment. She curled her fingers in Marni's hair and pulled her head violently into her pussy. Great, rasping sounds came from her throat as she felt the tongue's hard tip lave the inner walls of her cunt and then the knob of her clitoris, which seemed about to explode.
"I'm coming! Oh stilt, I'm coming!" Lottie screamed, her thighs and buttocks shaking with the tension.
Marni ground her own thighs together as she tongued, sucked and swallowed great mouthfuls of Homer's cum mixed with Lottie's honeyed juices.
And then they were both quiet.
"Oh, Jesus," Lottie whimpered.
"Now you eat me!" Marni urged, crawling upward on the bed and preparing to throw her thighs over what she assumed was Lottie's waiting face.
"No… NO!" Lottie shouted, crying and writhing off the bed.
"Lottie… Lottie! What the hell is the matter?" Marni cried, reaching for the other girl.
"I'm ashamed. Oh God, I'm so ashamed!" Lottie cried, and ran out of the room. She slammed the bathroom door and Marni could hear the lock snap on the other side.
Marni awakened at that point, her whole body trembling and shaking. She was soaked with perspiration and she had balled her hand into a fist and shoved it halfway up her equally soaked cunt. With an anguished cry she jumped from the bed and ran into the bathroom. Under the cold blast of the shower she thought about the dream and started sobbing quietly.
"What's the matter with me? Oh Lord, what's the matter with me? Never… never again," she mumbled to herself. "I'll never allow myself to dream a dream like that again."
"Marni… Marni."
It was her mother at the door.
"Yes, Mom?"
"Are you all right, dear?"
"Yes," she replied, "I… yes, I'm fine. I just forgot to shower before I went to bed… and and I woke up and remembered that I had to have my hair washed for tomorrow."
"Me you sure?"
"Yes, Mother… everything's fine."
After her shower she returned to bed and sleeplessness.
During the following two weeks she went to school and did all the normal things expected of her. But the lack of sex was starting to take its toll.
Lottie called several times but Marni wouldn't talk to her. Her mother thought it odd that Marni never spent any more lime at Lottie's. But Marni managed to make several excuses that satisfied the older woman's curiosity and stopped the inquiries.
Weeks passed and Marni became more and more frustrated. She had gotten to the point that she had lived for the weekends at Lottie's. Without them her body ached and her mind wouldn't function.
Homer called several times but she wouldn't talk to him either.
Then one day he was waiting for her outside of school. Lottie was with him. They practically forced her to get into the bar. They said if she didn't they were going to go and tell her parents the whole thing.
Lottie drove while Homer sat with her in the back seat.
"Look… I'm sorry it happened and so is Lottie," he said. "It won't happen again. I swear it won't. I love you, Marni, honest to God I do. And I want you… hell, now I want you more than ever."
It was then that she realized what a big, dumb lumbering ox Homer really was. She found herself looking from him to the front seat and thinking about the dream, thinking about Lottie. She pulled her mind back to Homer.
She also realized that she didn't care if he had fucked Lottie or not. She didn't really care who he fucked as long as he fucked her, too.
In fact, she thought as he leaned over and kissed her, it was probably better that way; it would give her an excuse to go out and fuck other boys.
They had driven far out into the country. It was warm in the car and Marni had slipped out of her thin coat. The dress she had worn that morning was fairly tight and, thinking about finding a replacement for Homer that afternoon, she had shunned wearing any underwear underneath it.
Her huge tits were molded by the material, their fullness accented by fleshy curves, the nipples clearly defined where they thrust against the material.
"God, you're beautiful, Marni," Homer said, running his hand up the inside of her thigh under the dress and gasping when he found the soft curls of her cunt exposed to his touch.
What the hell, Marni thought, admitting the need in her body to herself. She smiled at him and grasped the front of his pants. She could feel his hardening cock. It stiffened in her grasp. She undid his pants and he groaned as she brought his cock into the open. It stood straight and hard in her grasp. She wanted it.
"Lottie," Marni called. "Just keep driving, and if you get embarrassed, find a secluded spot to pull off and park."
"Jesus!" Homer said, watching her hand curve around his cock. "It's been so long I could eat you right now!"
"Yes," she said.
"What?"
"Right now!" she gasped, and without waiting for an answer she pulled her dress up to her hips.
She smiled down across the swell of her tits at him and reached to her cunt. She parted the folds and thrilled when he gasped at the readiness of her cuntal lips.
He started to mount her but she stopped him.
"No. Someone's liable to pass us and see in. Eat me and if we still haven't found a place to park after I come I'll suck you off that way we can stay lower in the car."
The erotic sight of her half-naked body sprawled in the back seat gave him no alternative. He dipped his head between the tanned smoothness of her fleshy thighs and separated the lips of her cunt with his probing tongue.
He lapped at her pussy until two thrilling orgasms had racked her body.
Then they changed positions and she undid the top of her dress so he could knead and fondle her tits while she sucked his cock.
This time, when he was about to come, she wouldn't let him remove his cock from her mouth. When she felt the familiar throb in his sperm tube on the underside of his cock, she shoved her head down hard on the knob. She felt the hot hardness of it pulse against the back of her throat and came again herself when his cum spurted in great gobs into her mouth and flowed down her throat and into her belly.
It was good and it tasted just like it had tasted in her dream. She milked and sucked every ounce of sperm she could get from his cock and swallowed each drop.
"Oh slit, honey, that was so fuckin' good," he said, when at last she let his dying cock slip from her mouth.
A week later Marni fainted in the school cafeteria.
After the doctor examined her, he called her mother before telling Marni that she was pregnant.