Chapter 1

Every morning at eight-thirty exactly, Anne Hawkins watched him leaving for school. She peered from her living room window, her eyes devouring his broad shoulders and slim waist. And always her burning gaze lingered on the thick bulge of his crotch, massive in his tight pants. When he turned the corner and disappeared, the lushly curved brunette let out a deep sigh, hugged her robe tighter around her plump breasts, and desperately fought the urge to masturbate.

A year, a whole long tormenting year since she'd felt a hot thrilling cock driving deep into her aching pussy! And powerfully throbbing in her wet, eager mouth. And ramming savagely into her tingling asshole.

Upstairs, Anne started drawing a hot bath and slipped out of her robe. Her heart began to hammer against her ribs as she critically examined her naked body in the full-length mirror. The sight of her own ripe hot tits and velvety skin, her sleek thighs framing her silky cunt-hairs almost always triggered a wild fingerfucking session. Her hips would jerk with increasing fervor as she dipped two fingers lewdly in and out of her juice-soaked cunt and her entire glowing nakedness would tremble from head to toe. Until that delicious moment of explosive coming, when her burning juices were flowing and gushing onto her savagely fucking fingers. But it wasn't working any more. She needed the real thing, a live hot prick tearing relentlessly into her narrow slit, until she could faint with sheer ecstasy.

Her fingers dipped down to her glistening pussy-hairs and hesitated. How could anyone so voluptuous, so damned sexy be so deprived?

With a long, shaking sigh, the tall brunette slipped into the steaming bath-water and began soaping her lush tits. There would be no obscenely thrilling fingerfucking on this beautiful summer morning. Not as long as there was a handsome seventeen-year-old boy living across the street who was hung like a bull in heat. She couldn't deny what she had in mind was dangerous, especially in a small town like Rockville.

But if she didn't have an honest-to-God orgy of lewd sucking and fucking soon, she felt as if she'd lose her mind. She'd lived in Rockville a year now, the town's prim and quietly respectable music teacher. The nakedly curved brunette smiled when she remembered seeing the welcome sign as she drove into town.

And on a sheer impulse, she'd stopped, rented a small house and set herself up in business as the local music teacher. Piano and guitar, mostly, with most of her students budding, healthy teenagers of both sexes. Only now, after a year of aching, restless torment, she realized there was more artistry and music in a feverish blowjob and strenuous fucking session than all the piano concertos in the world.

At four-thirty this afternoon, the anxious divorcee had a lesson scheduled for Jack, the handsome boy who lived across the street, the hung darling she'd secretly dreamed about for months now. He was actually a lousy guitar player, but that wasn't the sort of lesson she had in mind. If she didn't lose her nerve, she'd show him some real music in the form of her sultry hot mouth and fiercely throbbing cunt.

The lush brunette raised one long, silken leg along the rim of the bathtub and lovingly stroked her smooth inner thigh. The big problem wasn't Jack, who was just a healthy, clean-cut kid with one of the biggest crotches she'd ever seen. It was his father. Good-looking bastard, but one of those stern, moralistic types who went punctually to church every Sunday, gazing down at everyone else with cold, superior eyes. Probably screwed his beautiful wife once a week for ten minutes exactly, before rolling over and snoring.

If he ever found out the thirty-one year-old divorcee seduced his wholesome young son with one of the hungriest blowjobs and torrid fucking sessions imaginable, he'd have her tarred and feathered. And as the town's most prominent citizen, he'd probably have her thrown in jail to boot.

Anne tightened her lips with determination. Maybe jail couldn't be any worse than a padded cell. Because this afternoon she was going to have the wildest, most furious sucking and fucking orgy of her life with that gorgeous hunk of boy-man, or lose her sanity anyway.

To hell with the risk! She was so frantically horny by now, even some of her fourteen and fifteen-year-old girl students were beginning to look luscious and irresistible...

It was the young, wholesome ones she craved fiercely now, those sweet faces and smooth-skinned bodies, those juicy rock-hard pricks that pounded with innocence and curiosity.

Beginning today, it was all or nothing, Anne told herself. She was so hot most of the time, her cunt constantly felt like a mass of soaked, throbbing fire. Even the soap-suds on her naked flesh felt like sticky, tingling come. She'd give Jack the most unforgettable sex of his life. Raw, naked, thrilling sex that would leave him dazed with pleasure. In her mind's eye, the passionate brunette began licking his big balls for a start, teasing ever closer to his long hot prick...

And to hell with his cold-eyed father, too!

In the office of his new Ford agency, one of the most prosperous businesses in the small town, Mark Jensen went over the latest purchase-orders with a self-satisfied smile. He had every reason to be satisfied, except one, something he didn't want to think about right now.

He had a beautiful wife who never nagged or complained, two lovely children, Jack, seventeen, and Marsha, fifteen; a fast- growing business; a reputation in town as a leader; hundreds of friends. He had, in fact, everything. He even had something he desperately needed that could destroy everything he'd built up over the years if the town ever found out about it. Something that could cost him twenty years in prison.

Mark glanced at his watch. Just after three, and as if linked to his watch, his long prick began to pound hotly in his pants. She was due any minute now.

The distinguished, thirty-eight year-old civic leader lit a cigarette with shaking fingers. The whole goddamned mess began six months ago, when he'd punished his daughter, Marsha for some trivial incident. It was only a spanking, with his lovely, sobbing daughter hunched over his knees. But the delicious feel of her hot, plump young ass quivering beneath his fingers sparked a deep, violent urge in his loins. Beneath the thin material of her skirt and panties, her luscious ass triggered a molten climax in his pants. He'd come again and again, breathing heavily, his lust fired by her helpless sobs. He'd finally let her go, but by then it was too late. He was hooked, addicted to the feel of silky young ass, and from that moment on he spent almost all his time fantasizing, daydreaming, unable to resist a constant massive hard-on.

The girl entered his private office now, without even knocking, and Mark sucked in his breath. Her eyes shone with worship, and her cheeks were flushed with excitement. But it was her deliciously curved young body that held his attention. High, delicately-rounded tits above a narrow waist, plump thighs and perfectly smooth calves. And above all that juicy innocence, the face of an angel framed by long golden hair.

It was his next-door neighbor's daughter, Julie, who was also Marsha's best friend. She was all of fifteen-years-old herself.

"Hi, Mr. Jensen," she said brightly. Her voice was loud enough for any of the salesmen on the floor to overhear. "Could you give me a lift home if you're leaving now? My darn bike got a flat tire."

"As a matter of fast, I was leaving early today," Mark said, reaching for his briefcase. Was this idiotic, rehearsed conversation really fooling anyone, he wondered nervously? It didn't matter, he realized. A squad of police cars couldn't stop him from what was going to happen in the next hour.

Grabbing his briefcase, he gave a few instructions to his salesmen and went out to his new Ford, followed by Julie. They got in, and a minute later he was heading out of town.

"I missed you something awful," Julie gushed. "Golly, Mark, I almost went crazy today trying not to call you up. I wrote you a long letter last night too."

"You didn't mail it, for Christ's sake!" he exploded. "Didn't I warn you about being super careful, Julie?"

"No, I won't mail it," she promised fervently. "I just had to put my crazy feelings into words."

They were on the two-lane road leading up to his cabin now. Twenty minutes from town, the Jensen family had a small cabin on a lake, where they usually spent weekends in summer, fishing and barbecuing. Once they were alone on the road, Mark slid his hand up beneath her skirt and fingered her drenched little cunt-hairs, his prick began to pound furiously.

"Oh, I'm getting hot!" Julie moaned, grabbing his massive cock through his pants. For a minute, he thought her soft stroking fingers would make him come on the spot.

With a violent effort of will, Mark put all thoughts of danger out of his mind. The risk was so insane, he knew he'd better enjoy every lustful moment while he had the chance.

Once they were inside the cabin, the blonde adolescent hugged him fiercely, crushing her small hot tits to his chest and undulating her warm pussy eagerly to his hard crotch. This was the fourth time he and Julie were alone, but each time was wilder, more exciting than the last. By now, he'd trained his neighbor's daughter to give him what he wanted. But first she always frenched him, snaking her hot pink tongue deep in his mouth, moaning with happiness and love.

"That's enough," Mark said hoarsely. "Start now."

Eagerly, the fifteen-year-old dropped to her knees and slowly unzipped his fly. Whimpering with excitement, Julie seized his hot, pulsating rod and slipped it out of his pants, gazing at it with awe. Mark moaned, clutching her blonde head firmly in his hands as she flicked her wet tongue against the giant knob rapidly for a few seconds. Then she clutched as much of his burning meat as she could into her warm mouth and began to stroke her lips back and forth on it, moaning with hunger.

"Oh, Julie, oh baby. That's--Unnnnf!--that's good, honey! Yes, yes, suck it, angel--Mmmmmmm!"

Slowly, he began to jerk his hips in time to her hotly sucking mouth, as tingles of lewd pleasure raced along his long cock. God, she was a fantastically exciting little cocksucker! The first few times, he'd always pretended it was his own daughter, Marsha, giving him such a deliciously obscene blowjob. That made it even more lustful and forbidden, but by now Mark didn't have to use his imagination. The madly sucking young blonde was doing everything possible to please him, running her tongue-tip along the surging length of his fleshy rod, then swirling her tongue around his crimson knob in lewd circles, moaning deeply all the while.

"Ah, Julie--MMMMM!--You'll make me come, angel--ooooo, shit, suck it, SUCK IT! CHRIST THAT'S GOOD! UNNNF!"

Mark had never decided which was more exciting--Julie's frantically sucking hot mouth or her tight, wildly juicy cunt. At this moment, he had to choose her greedy lips and tongue, because she was trying to drain his molten come out of him with furious lust.

The tender young blonde had lost her virginity to Mark Jensen just two weeks before, and it was impossible for her to think of anything else since. The first time she'd humbly obeyed his demands and let him come in her mouth, she'd almost choked on the thick, salty flood of come. But now she loved it, wallowed in the pungent, fiery jism with sheer love as it stung her mouth and gushed down her eagerly gulping throat. She worshipped the burning, rock-hard prick savagely pumping in and out of her mouth like a battering ram.

There were times when it was all the fifteen-year-old could do to keep from telling someone--almost anyone--about her affair with the handsomest man in town. In fact, there were moments when she'd almost blurted out all the obscene details to her best friend, Marsha. I'm madly in love with your father! Julie yearned to cry out, I almost die with happiness when I go down on him!

But even in her wild infatuation, the worshipping blonde sensed the total disaster that could happen with such a risky confession. Especially in a town like Rockville, where everyone knew practically everyone else.

"My--WOW!--My beautiful little cocksucker!" gasped Mark, watching her pink mouth whip back and forth in a frenzy on his bursting prick. "COMING, SHIT--COMMMMMING! JULIE, EAT IT, SUCK IT, HONEY! UNNNNNNGH!"

He felt his rocks explode in a fury of excitement, spattering in great gushes in her wildly sucking mouth. For a solid minute, he continued fucking her in her juicy mouth, the knowledge that they were both still fully dressed adding to the obscene pleasure. Even after his long cock went limp, Julie sucked and whimpered for more of his boiling juices, milking the thick trunk of his meat in her tight fist.

Then, with a long happy sigh, the little blonde stood up and hugged him. "Ooooh, your come is so good, Mark! I wish I had a gallon of it to take home with me, so I could sip it all night long with a straw!"

The violent urgency Mark always felt when he saw Julie had subsided now after his first explosive climax. Madness, he thought, as she hugged him adoringly, grinding her hot pussy to his dangling rod. I could get twenty years for this, lose everything, and I can't stop!

"Can we suck and fuck for a whole hour now?" Julie whispered fervently. "Can we, Mark?"

For a minute he was shocked, until he reminded himself he'd taught her the words, knowing they'd excite her, the way they aroused himself in some bizarre obscene way. In public, Mark Jensen was the smooth, suave epitome of the classic successful businessman. With this fifteen-year-old child, every depraved fantasy he'd ever secretly imagined was being realized with vivid, obscene joy.

"Which would you rather have first?" he said huskily in her ear, squeezing her plump asscheeks. "Want me to eat your hot little pussy or spank you?"

Julie tingled from head to toe. She loved them both, because a spanking meant not only tingling pain-pleasure when he began lewdly fingerfucking her, but when he ate her trembling cunt, she could faint with pure joy.

"Spank me!" Julie begged. "And then eat me!"

Quickly, they both began to strip. The moment Julie was naked, Mark's long prick bristled with power again, quivering with impatience. She would be a knockout in a few more years, once her budding soft tits filled their lush promise and her plump, tawny thighs became sleek. Her golden cunt-hairs shone with her eager juices. Her lusciously rounded ass-cheeks made his stiff meat leap with excitement. He'd yet to pierce her tiny brown asshole, but that lustful joy was only minutes away.

At that moment, Mark Jensen decided he was either very, very lucky or very, very stupid. Only time would tell.

Julie's eyes gleamed on his trim naked body. In spite of his age, Mark's nakedness was lean and trim, with a hairy chest and flat stomach. Beneath his crimson shaft, his balls dangled hugely, fuzzy and swollen.

Mark sat on the edge of the bunk-bed, and Julie quickly hunched on his lap, her soft belly and hot tits on his outspread thighs. She quivered from head to toe with fear and lust. First, the pain, then the tingling, thrilling pleasure.

"Spank me," she whimpered. "Hurt me, Mark. I love it when you hit my ass so hard, and then... Mmmmmm--OUCH!"

Gripping the outer rim of one silky plump assheek in his hand, he brought his other hand down in a vicious stinging slap. Instantly, his prick leaped at the feel of the hot velvety flesh. He began spanking her harder, digging his fingers into the succulent ass-flesh, recalling the lewd feel of his own daughter's hotly quivering cheeks. Julie began sobbing softly, firing his excitement to an intense pitch.

"Masturbate me!" Julie cried, her nakedness trembling madly. "Oooooo, fingerfuck me, Mark, PLEASE!"

He slid a finger into her tight, juicy cunt and began stoking it in and out rapidly. The little blonde shuddered fiercely and began to jerk on his fucking finger, while his other hand continued to whip her lush ass-cheeks, turning them into an exciting bright crimson.

"Oh God, I'M HOT!" Julie wriggled, swinging her hips furiously as he masturbated and spanked her at the same time. "OOOO, MARK, DO IT HARDER, FASTER! AAAAAAAGH! IT HURTS GOOOOOOOD! I LOVE IT, I LOVE YOU!"