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Archive-title: After School

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    When the bell finally sounded Susie Merton sighed with 
relief.  She liked school and she was a good student, but it 
had been a long afternoon.  Her pussy had started to itch 
during English, and she had been squirming about in her seat 
all through History.  She looked up at Mr. Thompson, her 
history teacher, always so proper and respectable in his 
blazer and flannels.  Wednesday was the only day Susie had 
him for her last class, and it seemed to her that he always 
looked especially proper on those days.  Catching his eye 
turned in her direction she smiled, only to see him flush 
and turn quickly away.

    The other students filed out quickly.  Susie lingered 
and approached the teacher's desk as if to ask a question.

    "Mr. Thompson, I have this problem."

    "Yes, Miss Merton. What is it?"

    His reply was almost choked, for he knew what was 
coming.  It was the same every Wednesday.  The young girl 
set her textbooks down on his desk and stood beside him, on 
the side opposite the classroom door.

    "It's this.  I just can't get it into my head,"  Susie 
said, her right hand reaching out boldly to squeeze the 
teacher's crotch.  Fred Thompson gasped but did not move 
away.  She was happy to feel that his prick was already 
half-erect, and jerking under her hand.  The classroom was 
empty though the door was still open, but Mr. Thompson's 
back was turned towards the hallway and Susie was almost 
completely hidden from any passers-by.

    She had a firm grip on his swelling cock now, squeezing 
it warmly through his impeccable flannels.

    "It's just so hard to swallow something like this," she 
whispered, giving it an extra squeeze.  It was a lie.  In 
fact Susie loved to swallow her history teacher's cock, and 
had been enthusiastically doing so since the second week of 
school.  Mr. Thompson's prick seemed just made for sucking, 
unlike those of some of her other teachers.  It was not too 
big, but it had a large round knob on the end that fit right 
into Susie's mouth like a ripe, juicy plum.

    Deftly she worked his zipper down and slid her hand into 
his fly.  Mr. Thompson now wore boxer shorts, at least on 
Wednesdays, though he hadn't at first.  Susie remembered how 
much trouble she had had the first time she had tried to 
extricate his half-swollen cock from his pants.  But this 
time it popped out easily, as if eager for what was to come.  
More eager than its owner it seemed.  Mr. Thompson gulped 
noisily.

    "Uh . . . Uh , the door, Miss Merton.  Shouldn't we . . . ?
Susie usually gave him a chance to shut the door, but today 
she couldn't wait to taste his prick, and she liked the 
excitement of knowing that they might be discovered at any 
time.

    Greedily she spread her lips over the the red knob of 
his now completely stiff cock, kissing it with familiar 
affection.  Then she began to lick at it avidly.  The 
teacher instinctively pushed forward with his hips and that 
big round morsel slipped easily between Susie's welcoming 
lips.  He gripped her head and began to push it in and out 
of her mouth, but timidly, with short hesitant strokes, 
while Susie sucked vigorously.

    Footsteps echoed in the hall.  Mr. Thompson froze, his 
cock planted deep in Susie's mouth.  

    "Please, Miss Merton . . . Susan!  Oh God!  Someone's 
coming.  Stop it, please.  We can't.  Not here."

    Frantically he tried to push the young schoolgirl away 
from his crotch, but Susie would have none of it.  She bit 
down with her teeth--not hard enough to hurt him but firmly 
enough to remind him that she could if she wanted.  With her 
teeth pressed firmly against the flesh of his trembling 
shaft, it was impossible for him to pull its swollen knob 
through them.  Susie was not going to give up her lollipop 
no matter who was coming.  

    The footsteps paused at the doorway.  A cheery female 
voice called out:

    "Good night, Fred.  Working late?"

It was Miss Renwick, the principal's secretary.  Susie knew 
that she was trying to seduce Mr. Thompson.  All the girls 
whispered about it in the washroom.

    Mr. Thompson turned his head, looking awkwardly over his 
shoulder.  His body was held in position by Susie's 
tenacious mouth on his cock.

    "Uh, oh, yes.  Miss . . . uh . . Renwick.  Some things I 
have to finish up."

    "You're too dedicated, Fred.  You should relax and have 
some fun sometime too."

    Susie began to move her head slightly, rubbing her 
tongue over the round head of Fred Thompson's cock, still 
careful not to let him pull out.  She was very excited.  
While she had often been watched while she sucked or fucked, 
this was different because it was secret.  She could just 
imagine the furor that would ensue if they were discovered.  
Mr. Thompson must have been imagining the same thing, for 
his once-hard cock had begun to wilt in her mouth.  Susie 
was determined to remedy that situation and she went to work 
with her tongue.  Seeing that Fred Thompson, for some 
strange reason, was not even going to turn and look at her, 
Louise Renwick stomped off, peeved and puzzled.

    As soon as she had gone Susie began sucking in earnest 
on her teacher's cock.  He was so dazed and frightened by 
their close call that he hardly moved.  But Susie didn't 
mind that.  She was quite willing to do all the work when it 
came to sex, for it seemed to her impossible that the other 
person or persons could be experiencing even a tiny fraction 
of the indescribable pleasure she drew from her sexual acts.  
She was even grateful that men like Mr. Thompson let her 
suck on their cocks almost whenever she wanted.  So, in 
taking her pleasure, she tried to give them as much in 
return as she could, even though she knew it could not 
possibly match hers.

    Her tongue and lips had done their work well and now the 
teacher's hips were again thrusting forward to meet her as 
she plunged her mouth down his throbbing shaft.  The huge 
knob pushed its way into her throat, stretching it even more 
than men with much larger cocks did.  Susie could hardly 
wait to feel the hot, sweet jets of his come spurting into 
her belly.

    "Ohhh! Miss . . Oh my God! Susan, Ooooh! this is 
madness!  Anyone could come!"

    Especially us, thought Susie to herself as with a final 
burst of suction she brought her teacher to a tremendous 
climax.  He moaned and clutched her head, pulling her 
against him, finally giving way to his passion as his come 
poured into her mouth.  Susie held his spurting cock 
prisoner within the velvet trap of her mouth and gulped down 
every drop of that wonderful liquid.  She continued sucking 
gently even after it was all gone, feeling his once proud 
prick shrink between her lips.  Finally she let the limp 
organ slip out of her mouth.  Mr. Thompson quickly stuffed 
it back into his pants.

    "Susan, this is mad!  Why are you tormenting me like 
this?  It can't go on this way.  Not here, in the school.  
Why won't you come home with me instead.  Louise Renwick 
almost caught us there.  You should have at least waited for 
me to close the door.  It would have been the end.  My job.  
My career."

    "Your cock!" Susie replied, laughing and licking her 
lips.  "But I couldn't wait, Mr. Thompson.  Every Wednesday 
afternoon I get so horny thinking about your prick.  Then I 
just have to have it right away.  Besides, maybe Miss 
Renwick wouldn't have been as shocked as you think.  She 
might even have wanted to be in my place."

    But Fred Thompson wasn't listening.  The pressure in his 
balls was gone and all he wanted now was to get away from 
the school quickly before someone asked him what he was 
doing in an empty classroom after hours with a nubile young 
junior-high student.  He grabbed his books and rushed for 
the safety of the teachers' room, telling himself that he 
must put a stop to it, but knowing that he would be there 
again after school next Wednesday.  It was madness but he 
couldn't resist what little Susie and her talented mouth 
could do for him.

    Susie watched him hurry away, smiling with amusement.  
It was always like this, but she didn't feel offended.  She 
had got what she wanted from him.  Her pussy still itched 
but she had the delicious taste of sperm in her mouth to 
savour until she could find someone to poke his prick 
between her legs.  That wouldn't take long, she knew; it 
never did.

    Licking her lips one last time, Susie gathered up her 
books and stepped out into the hallway, almost bumping into 
the janitor who was sweeping the floor with a push broom.  
He was a small, elderly man, little more than half the 
height of the broom.  Vito Mascalla was his name.  He hardly 
spoke English, but three of his children were attending 
university.  He was a quiet little man, grey-haired and 
gentle, and Susie liked him very much.  She often stopped to 
chat with him about his family.  He frowned on seeing a 
student there so late; it usually meant some prank was going 
to be played.  But when he recognized Susie his face 
brightened and he smiled like a delighted child.

    "Oh Miss Susie.  Hello.  You are good?"

    Very good! thought Susie, though some people might call 
it bad.

    "Hi, Mr. Mascalla.  How's everything?  Come stai?"

    "Bene, bene, grazie. I mean very good.  My son Rico, he 
just get marry."

    "I know.  You told me.  Last week, wasn't it?  Did he go 
away on a honeymoon?"

    "Away?  Yes, to Italy.  To my village.  But I got 
pictures of wedding.  You like to see, Miss Susie?"

    "I'd love to Mr. Mascalla."

    "They just downstairs.  You come.  I show."

    He set down his broom and headed towards the stairs.  
Susie followed, a bit reluctantly.  She had hoped that he 
would have the pictures with him.  Now it would be a little 
longer before she could find someone to scratch the itch in 
her pussy.  But she was really pleased to see the little old 
man so happy and she wanted to share his joy with him.

    As she followed the janitor down the two flights of 
stairs to his corner in the boiler-room, Susie found herself 
suddenly thinking about Vito Mascalla in quite different 
terms than before.  She thought of his three sons and four 
daughters; she remembered that his wife had died last year.  
He had fathered at least seven children.  Now he was alone.  
He had a cock.  Susie suddenly decided that she wanted it.  
It surprised her that she hadn't thought of having him fuck 
her already.  There were very few men in the school that she 
had missed, but she was sure this oversight would soon be 
remedied.

    They finally arrived at the little corner the janitor 
had fitted up as an "office".  Innumerable pictures of his 
family filled the wall over the bare and rickety table that 
served as a desk.  Beside it was a heap of plastic garbage 
bags stuffed with some of the waste paper generated by a 
school.

    The janitor proudly pulled out a small photo album and 
handed it to Susie.   As she leafed through it, uttering the 
appropriate admiring comments, she noted that it was already 
well-thumbed.  Vito Mascalla beamed with pride and joy.

    "She is very beautiful, your son's wife.  He is very 
lucky.  And your son is very handsome too.  But you look 
best of all in your new suit, Mr. Mascalla."

    "Yes, it new.  Just for wedding.  How you know, Miss 
Susie?"

    "I can see that you were't comfortable in it.  It was 
too tight here, wasn't it?"

    To the old man's shock and amazement, Susie--that sweet 
little girl--reached out and pressed her hand over his 
crotch.  He tried to jump back but he was caught in front of 
the desk and couldn't escape her determined hand.  She 
maintained the pressure, moving her fingers down until she 
cupped his balls.  He could hardly speak.

    "Miss Susie!  What you do?  No!  No!  Not nice.  Don't, 
please."

    "Oh, but it is nice, Mr. Mascalla.  Your prick.  I can 
feel that it's very nice.  You made all your children with 
it, and now your son is using his and putting it inside his 
wife to make grandchildren for you.  Wouldn't you like to 
put it in me, too, like you used to put it in your wife, 
like your son is doing right now with his new wife?  I'd 
like it very much, Mr. Mascalla.  Won't you do it just for 
me?"

    She was squeezing his cock now and rubbing her hands all 
over the bulge of flesh at his crotch.  The poor old man was 
frightened to death.  Susie released her hold on his prick 
and quickly pulled her T-shirt up over her head.  She wore 
no bra.  Then she pushed her short skirt down and wriggled 
out of it, making her round, young titties bounce.  Only her 
tiny pink bikini panties remained.  In a few seconds they 
were on the floor on top of the skirt.  

    The janitor was incredulous.  Never would he have 
believed it.  He didn't even believe it now; it couldn't be 
happening.  This must all be some strange joke or dream.  
Such a beautiful and sweet little girl, naked in front of 
him.  And she had touched his cazzo, like a putana, a whore, 
but she wasn't one. She was the nicest person in the school.  
His confused mind couldn't reconcile these two opposites.

    "Here, Mr. Mascalla, don't these feel nice.  They're 
only small now, but soon they'll be bigger and you can feel 
them then too.  Your hands feel so good on me."

    She had taken his trembling hands and pressed them 
against her titties.  They were not at all small, and for a 
thirteen-year old girl they were remarkably full and fleshy.  
His hands just lay there, unmoving, pressing against her 
erecting nipples.  Susie took advantage of the old man's 
shock to reach down and undo his belt with her skilled and 
practiced fingers.  Doing so pushed her titties harder 
against his palms.  She was pleased to feel some resistance.  
He was pushing back, at least a little.

    In a few seconds the old man's trousers fell to the 
floor.  A moment later Susie was pushing his underwear down 
his thighs.  His cock hung limply, still in shock, but the 
young girl was delighted to see it.  It was huge.  Almost as 
fat as his arm, maybe even thicker, even though it was still 
soft.  It looked so strange hanging from such a small man.

    "Oh, Mr. Mascalla!  It's lovely!  You have such a 
beautiful prick.  No wonder you have such fine children.  
Oh, if only I'd known I would have done this long ago.  Why 
didn't you tell me?  Oh, if only you knew how much I love 
cocks like yours!"

    She knelt quickly on the floor in front of the little 
man, took his cock in her hands, and planted a big smacking 
kiss right on its head.

    "Oh no!  Oh Miss Susie.  Don't, please!  No.  Not good.  
Not right.  Is a sin."

    Never had anything like this ever happened to him.  It 
was unnatural, it was sick, the very idea of kissing a 
cazzo.  Only putanas did that.  He couldn't let this little 
girl do such an awful thing, even if it did send a surge of 
excitement through his frail body.  But Susie paid him no 
attention.  She wrapped her young lips around his swelling 
cock-head and, under her expert oral ministrations, his 
enormous organ slowly began to swell even larger.  She 
paused from time to time to whisper her admiration and to 
talk about the children he had made with it.  That seemed to 
stimulate something deep inside him, for she felt his cock 
jerk and throb each time she spoke, and it was always a 
little harder and a little bigger when she took it back in 
her mouth again.

    Susie couldn't wait any longer.  The itch in her pussy 
was turning into an unbearable ache.  She just had to have 
this wonderful prick inside her.  With her hands tightly 
locked around the shaft of the janitor's now almost gigantic 
cock, she pulled him with her as she moved backwards towards 
the piles of garbage bags.

    "Come here!  Please, Mr. Mascalla.  Put your big cock in 
me like you used to put it in your wife, like your son is 
doing to his wife now.  I want you to do it so much, Mr. 
Mascalla.  Please give me your cock."

    She fell back onto the mattress of garbage bags, pulling 
his frail body with her.  His pants were still around his 
ankles and he tripped and fell on top of her.  Susie groaned 
as his giant club slammed against her belly while his face 
landed on the tender mass of her titties.  She quickly 
reached down with one hand to position his great tool where 
it would do the most good for her, while her other arm 
wrapped around his neck, pressing his face into her breast.  
When his cockhead was positioned at the mouth of her hungry 
pussy, it seemed to sink right in, slowly and naturally, 
with no effort on his part.  In a moment Susie felt it 
buried deep within her and she sighed in glorious 
contentment.  She hadn't had a cock in her pussy since her 
Chemistry teacher had fucked her in the lab store-room at 
lunch time.  She lifted her legs and pulled the janitor's 
long cock even further into her, squeezing his throbbing 
shaft with her caressing cunt muscles.  Then she whispered 
in his ear.

    "Love me now, Mr. Mascalla.  Love me with your prick.  
Fuck me with your big cock!"

    Something inside the little man's mind snapped, some 
bond of restraint.  Suddenly he was once more the young 
peasant who had wooed and won the prettiest girl in his 
village.  With a groan of anguished pleasure he pulled back 
and began to drive his great pole into into Susie's 
welcoming cunt, sinking right to the balls each time.  His 
energy and strength amazed the young girl, and she exploded 
into climax after climax as he pounded his prick into her.  
He was muttering in Italian as his giant cock spoke to her 
happy pussy in the international language of fucking.

    Finally, with a strangled cry he slammed deep inside her 
and began to spurt great jets of come into her belly, deep, 
so deep that she thought it would mix with Mr. Thompson's 
juices still glowing warmly at the pit of her stomach.  Then 
the old man collapsed on top of her, panting and sobbing 
into her sweaty titties.  Susie held him gently until his 
breathing calmed, murmuring her appreciation in his ear.

    "Oh you wonderful man!  That was so nice!  Your cock 
filled me up so good.  Now that I know how good you are I 
just want to do it over and over again with you.  I hope 
you'll let me, Mr. Mascalla."

    The bewildered janitor could say nothing.  Susie gently 
rolled him off of her and, as she always did, bent to lick 
his shrinking cock, cleaning up their mingled juices and 
greedily sucking up the last few drops of gism that still 
oozed from its tip.

    "Miss Susie, I . . ."

    "No, don't say anything, Mr. Mascalla.  It was 
wonderful.  You did me such a big favour.  I hope it was as 
nice for you."

    She rose to her feet, naked, free, and lovely in the dim 
light of the boiler-room.  The old man watched her in 
bewildered admiration as she dressed.

    As she started to pull on her panties, she had second 
thoughts.  They would only get in the way, she said to 
herself.  For a long time her mother had been surprised at 
how quickly Susie's panties seemed to disappear from the 
lingerie drawer.  Whenever she could, Susie liked to go 
without them, and she didn't always remember to stuff them 
into her purse or pocket when she took them off.  And often 
she liked to leave them behind as souvenirs.  This she did 
now, draping them over Mr. Mascalla's lovely prick before 
she kissed him good-bye and hurried away.  She would be back 
again soon to see this dear little old man with the big 
prick, but now she was looking for other adventures before 
she had to be home for supper.

    Susie reminded herself to stop at Pop MacIntosh's 
variety store before he closed.  Pop carried everything in 
his cluttered store, including some lingerie.  Susie had an 
agreement with him to supply her with panties whenever she 
needed them to appease her mother's curiosity.  Pop had even 
ordered in a whole gross of Susie's brand of panties 
especially for her, but they were fast disappearing.

    While a happy and satisfied Susie climbed the stairs 
from the cellar she heard voices in the hallway above.

    "Just look at that broom lying there, Thompson.  
Marcella's gone off and just dropped everything.  I almost 
killed myself on the damn thing.  Have you seen him 
anywhere?"

    "The janitor?  No, I haven't.  He must be downstairs."

    "Well, I'm going to find him and give him a piece of my 
mind.  If this sort of thing happens again, I'll talk to the 
Superintendent and get rid of the little bastard.  You go 
along, Fred, I'm going down to the boiler-room to look for 
him.  Have a good night."

    "Good night, sir."

    Susie easily recognized the voices.  It was Mr. Thompson 
and Mr. Cummings, the vice-principal.  Susie was worried.  
She certainly did not want Mr. Cummings to find the janitor 
half-undressed in his corner, but above all she did not want 
anything bad to happen to him, especially after what he had 
just done for her.  Fortunately it was the vice-principal 
who had tripped over the broom.  She knew exactly how to 
handle him.

    The vice-principal started down the stairs with the 
abandoned broom in his hands.  He stopped when he caught 
sight of Susie.

    "Young lady, have you seen the janitor?"

    "No sir, Mr. Cummings."

    "Oh, it's you, Miss Merton.  I didn't recognize you."

    His voice took on a curious tone.  He looked back over 
his shoulder to see if Fred Thompson was still there.

    "Please, sir.  I need to see you.  It's important.  It's 
about last week."

    George Cummings gulped nervously.  He well remembered 
last week.  Ever since, he had been alternately kicking 
himself for having been so indiscreet, or relishing the 
memory of what had happened in his office.  Susie had come 
to see him for some reason he couldn't remember and 
somehow--he still wasn't sure exactly how it had happened--
he had soon found himself with his cock inside the young 
girl, screwing her on his desk.  Though often tempted, it 
was the first time he had ever succumbed to the 
seductiveness of the nubile young flesh with which he was 
constantly surrounded.  

    But no one had ever been as nubile or seductive as 
Susie.  He had never seen anything like her combination of 
girlish innocence and searing eroticism.  Now he was really 
worried.  What did she have to say to him?  She couldn't be 
pregnant; it was much too early to know that.  Maybe she had 
told her parents.  Maybe she was going to demand money to 
keep quiet about it.  You never could tell with these little 
bitches.  But, oh it had been so sweet.  His cock surged at 
the thought.  He stood still with countless nameless fears 
running through his head, and a current of sexual energy 
through his body.

    Susie continued up the stairs until she was standing 
just a few steps below him.  Her face was right at his 
crotch level.  For the third time in little more than half 
an hour she reached out and squeezed a man's prick through 
his pants.

    "I want it again, sir.  I want your cock in me again."

    Cummings felt a surge of lust shoot through him.  His 
cock stiffened and he breathed a sigh of heartfelt relief at 
discovering that she wasn't here to cry or complain or try 
to blackmail him, as had once happened with one of his 
colleagues.  At the same time he looked around nervously, 
afraid that someone might see or hear.  Susie squeezed again 
at the stiffening flesh in his pants, remembering how it had 
felt in her.  It was thin, but oh so long, and hard, just 
like a broom-handle.  She looked again at the broom he was 
holding, trying to imagine it inside her.  Cummings turned 
abruptly, still holding onto the broom.

    "Not here, you hot-assed little bitch.  Quick, in my 
office!"
Susie contentedly followed him down the hallway.  Everything 
had worked perfectly; Mr. Mascalla was safe for the time 
being and she was going to get fucked again.

    As soon as they were behind his office door, the vice-
principal set the broom down and tried to embrace her.  
Susie squirmed away.  She didn't even like the man--he was 
the school disciplinarian--so she was certainly not going to 
kiss him; but she did like his cock and would gladly kiss 
it.  Besides, she weanted to tease him a bit.

    "I want to see it again, Mr. Cummings.  I want to kiss 
it, too.  Your cock.  Show me your cock, please, Mr. 
Cummings.  Hurry.  I can't wait."

"Don't worry, you little cunt.  You'll see it soon enough, 
and feel it, too.  So last week wasn't enough, eh?  You want 
more?"

    "I always want more, Mr. Cummings," said Susie sweetly 
and truthfully.

    Frantically Cummings began stripping off his clothes, 
slowing himself down in his haste, catching his shoes in his 
trouser legs.  He was completely under her erotic spell 
again.  While she watched him struggle, Susie sat calmly in 
his chair, behind the desk where he had screwed her the week 
before.  She threw up her skirt and spread her legs, giving 
him a perfect view of her dewy pussy lips, still swollen 
from Mr. Mascalla's fucking.  The sight made it even more 
difficult for him.

    "Shit!  You're really going to get it, you little 
bitch!"

    Idly, almost casually, Susie reached out and grabbed the 
broom the vice-principal had leaned against the desk when 
they came in.  She swung it round, almost hitting him in the 
process, until it lay in front of her.  Then slowly, 
deliberately, she pulled the end of the handle to her 
gleaming slit, rubbing it up and down until it to shone with 
her juices, then pushing it inch by inch into her bottomless 
pussy.

    "Oh my!  Hurry up, please, Mr. Cummings.  I want your 
cock in me again, not this piece of wood.  I bet your cock 
is even harder than this.  I just know I'll love it."

    Cummmings could not believe his eyes.  Not only was this 
fuckable thirteen-year old girl actually screwing herself 
with a broom handle right in front of him, but her tiny, 
fragile-looking pussy easily swallowed what seemed to him an 
incredible length of the hard polished wood.  It should be 
coming out of her head, he thought to himself as he finally 
stripped off his pants.

    Now he was naked from the waist down, his already stiff 
prick curving up from beneath his shirt-tails.  It was as 
long and thin as Susie had remembered, and the sight of her 
fucking her juicy pussy with the broom handle had brought 
him to a state of excitement he hadn't known for years.

    "Come here, Sir.  Let me taste it."

    "Damn right, you'll taste it, little bitch.  here!  Suck 
ity!  Suck my cock!"

    Eagerly he stepped in front of her, awkwardly avoiding 
the shuttling broom.  When he saw that she wasn't going to 
stop fucking herself with it, he stepped over the broom 
handle, straddling it so he could get closer to her.  Both 
of Susie's hands were occupied with that hard pole, so she 
just smiled and pursed her lips.  He grabbed her by the hair 
and pulled her head forward, pushing his cock towards her 
mouth. Susie eagerly opened her lips to suck it in, licking 
and caressing it with her tongue until she was sure it was 
as hard as could be, almost as hard as the broom handle.  
Then she let go of the broom and reached up to grab at the 
vice-principal's hips and pull his prick even further into 
her throat.  The broom-stick hung there between her thighs, 
still caught up in her tight cunt, until the forces of 
gravity and her clenching muscles pushed it out of her and 
it clattered to the floor.  As it fell Susie suddenly pulled 
back her head from his engorged prong.

    "Now I want to you fuck me with it, Mr. Cummings.  Fuck 
my behind.  Push it into me hard, real hard."

    "O.K. You asked for it, bitch.  Get your ass up there 
where I can get at it."

    Susie quickly got to her feet and leaned over the edge 
of the big desk, poking her adorable behind right at the 
wildly aroused vice-principal.  In a moment he was doing 
just what she asked for, sinking his long pole deep into her 
pussy, still slippery and quivering from the effects of the 
broom and the copious juices the little janitor had 
deposited there.  But it was not exactly what she wanted.

    "No.  Not there, Mr. Cummings.  The other place.  I want 
to feel your prick in my behind.  Fuck me in the bum, 
please!"

    "Fuck!" cried Mr. Cummings, looking down at his cock 
buried to the balls in her cunt, and the tiny openeing of 
her asshole just above it.  He didn't believe it.  This 
little cunt wanted him to screw her in the ass.  He had 
never done such a thing, though he had often imagined it as 
he watched the young students in their tight jeans; and he 
had once tried it with his wife but it had hurt both of them 
too much.  But Susie!  Susie's delicious ass!  The very idea 
made his cock jump deep inside her cunt.  It would tear her 
apart.  Feeling his cock throb with renewed excitement Susie 
began to fear that he might come in her pussy before she got 
what she wanted.

    "Quick!  Hurry, please, Sir!  In my ass, fuck my ass!"

    "Damn fucking right, I'll fuck your ass, you little 
cock-teaser.  And you won't be able to sit down for a 
month!"

    The vice-principal pulled back.  His long cock seemed to 
take forever to slide out of her clutching pussy lips.  It 
took a real effort of will on his part to pull it that last 
couple of inches so that it popped out into the air again.  
Even Susie moaned in involuntary distress.  But her moans 
turned to sighs of contentment as she felt him awkwardly 
placing the head of his cock at the wrinkled brown entrance 
to her intestines.  He couldn't believe it would go in 
there, it seemed so tiny and tight, but something was 
driving him to try.

    "Oh my yes!  That's it, sir!  Now push it in me.  Hard!"
    
    "Fuck!" he cried as he shoved forward brutally, not 
caring what he did to the little girl.  He was too far gone 
with lust to consider the consequences.  His cock-head 
pressed painfully against her tight little opening, sliding 
away along the sweaty crack.  "How do you like that, you 
little bitch?"

    "Oh yes Sir!  I like it!  I love it like that!  Push 
hard, Sir.  Push your cock into my ass!  Hurry!"

    Something inside him wanted to punish this little girl 
for putting him in this position.  Something else in him 
just wanted to bury his cock as far into her ass as it would 
go.  He held his shaft in position and shoved forward, 
feeling the knob of his cock flatten painfully against the 
tiny opening.  But Susie squirmed her ass and pushed back at 
the same time with such force that before he quite knew what 
had happened, his long cock was sunk half-way into her ass 
and he could feel the tight hot sheath squeezing down on 
him.  

    He was overcome with erotic fury.  Closing his eyes he 
pulled back and plunged in again, grabbing her hips to help 
him thrust.  In a few seconds he was completely buried in 
her, the firm round cheeks of her ass pressed against his 
belly.  Frantically he pulled his shirt aside so he could 
feel her flesh on his.  Then he began sawing in and out of 
her with great, driving strokes, overwhelmed by the 
tightness and the heat and the strength with which Susie 
clamped her ass muscles down on him, but even more so by the 
very idea of what he was doing.

    Susie squirmed back in ecstasy, loving the feeling of 
that long rod slicing into her, clenching and squeezing her 
ass muscles, gasping in delight as he drove into her over 
and over again.  It was so good.  It was always so good when 
she had a cock in her, no matter where.  She came with a 
series of small explosions that made her asshole clutch 
convulsively at the cock that filled it.  Cummings was so 
incredibly excited, and Susie's ass was much too tight, for 
him to last long, and in less than two minutes he collapsed 
panting onto her back.  His weight pressed her titties 
cruelly against his desk as his cock throbbed and squirted 
its load deep into her bowels.  Susie moaned and came again 
as she felt him shoot, then she gently squeezed his 
shrinking cock in gratitude.

    When he finally recovered and pulled away, Cummings 
looked down at the fragile body still spread over his desk, 
at the round swell of her girlish ass, at his own stained 
and streaked cock.  He couldn't believe it; it couldn't have 
happened.  But he was even more shocked and incredulous when 
the young girl turned around and smiled happily up at him, 
reaching out for his now limp prick.  Then she fell to her 
knees in front of him and kissed the head of his cock.

    "Now I want to taste it, Mr. Cummings.  That was so 
good.  Your cock fit so nice in my behind.  But it got all 
dirty there, so I'm going to clean it off."

    "Shit, girl!  You can't!  What the fuck?  It's . . . 
that's filthy!"

    "I know.  That's why I like it so much!"

    And she bent happily to her work.  Despite his revulsion 
at the thought, he could not resist.  Susie licked avidly at 
his cock, searching out every speck of flavour, taking it 
inside her warm mouth again and washing it with her tongue.  
And while she sucked and licked she spoke to him, and in 
those few minutes she made him realize that she would love 
to let him drive his long prick into her asshole, cunt, or 
mouth again, but that Mr. Mascalla was her very dear friend, 
and if he lost his job she would be so sad that she might 
not want to fuck the vice-principal again, ever.

    A shaken Mr. Cummings slowly pulled on his trousers 
again as Susie bounced out of his office, her bare ass 
flashing under her short skirt.  Susie continued on out of 
the school.  Temporarily, at least, her itches had been 
scratched.  Besides, she was sure that there was no one else 
left in the building.  It had been a nice end to her school 
day.  Now she had to stop by Pop's to pick up a spare pair 
of panties to replace the ones she had left in the boiler-
room.  Not that she would put them on, though; it was still 
a long walk home, and who knew how many nice cocks she might 
run into--or have run into her--on the way.
    


                     Chapter 2 


    Humming happily to herself, Susie pushed open the door 
of MacIntosh's Gift and Variety.  A little bell rang out, 
and three men gathered near the counter looked up to see who 
had come in.  One of them, of course, was Pop MacIntosh; the 
other two Susie had never seen before.  One of the strangers 
was talking loudly when Susie entered, waving a large cigar 
in the air; he was a big, barrel-chested man in a plaid suit 
almost as loud as his voice.  The other was smaller and 
quieter, balding and bespectacled.  The big man had 
evidently just told a dirty joke, for he and Pops burst into 
laughter while the little man grinned sheepishly.  They grew 
suddenly silent when they saw Susie in the doorway. 

    "Hi, Pops!  How's business?" 

    "Susie!  What a sight for sore eyes.  I was hoping you'd 
drop in today.  I've been telling these gentlemen about you, 
and they're very anxious to meet you." 

    Susie's pussy twitched delightedly at Pop's words. She 
knew what "meet" meant in this case, and she was always 
happy to "meet" new men.  Thanks to Pop she had met a lot of 
men lately. 

    "Christ, MacIntosh!  Is that her?  But she's jail-bait.  
Just a kid," the big man whispered to Pop, but Susie 
overheard and smiled. 

    "Don't worry, gents," Pop whispered back, winking at 
Susie.  ""She may be little but she's got more than enough 
for both of you.  But you're free to leave if you want." 

    "Oh no!" exclaimed the smaller one.  "We'll stay.  We'll 
stay." 

    The variety store business was not a good one, and Pops 
had been sinking further and further into debt until he met 
Susie earlier that year.  One day she had gone in for some 
candy and found him looking so sad that she had sat under 
his counter and sucked his cock to cheer him up.  She liked 
come much better than candy anyway.  After that she began 
dropping in regularly to suck him off or to ask him to fuck 
her in his back room.  That was when he had begun supplying 
her with replacement panties; he had actually offered her 
anything in the store, but she knew he was having financial 
problems and refused to take anything except the pleasure of 
having his cock in her. 

    Once she had come in and found him in the middle of a 
terrible argument with a strange, hard-looking man who was 
insisting that Pop pay his debts--or else.  Susie had 
quickly manoeuvered the man into the back room and just as 
quickly manoeuvered his cock into her.  She still remembered 
how cruelly and brutally he had fucked her; she was 
disappointed that he had never come back.  But after that 
day there were many others.  Soon she was regularly 
satisfying Pop's creditors--and herself--in his back room 
several times a week.  Susie was sure that by now Pop didn't 
owe anybody anything, she had taken on so many cocks in that 
dusty store-room, many of them over and over again.  She 
suspected that now he was simply finding men who would pay 
him to "meet" her.  She didn't mind at all; in fact, Susie 
couldn't think of a nicer arrangement.  That way everybody 
benefited, especially her. 

    Today, as she felt the eyes of the three men on her, she 
knew she was in for an interesting time in the back room.  
She smiled her thanks to Pop; he tried to smile back but he 
had no teeth so his smile always looked like a grimace.  He 
was a chubby, rotund man, in his late fifties, and 
completely bald.  But he had a nice cock.  She hoped the 
others did too. 

    "This is Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner, Susie.  They're 
salesmen.  Mr. Harrison is in tobacco--cigars, cigarettes--
and Mr. Messner's line is candy.  And this is Susie, 
gentlemen." 

    "Pleased to meet you, sir, and you too, sir." 

    "Now, what can I do for you, young lady?" asked Pop with 
a twinkle in his eye.  "If it's cigars or lollipops you 
want, you've come at the right time." 

    They all laughed, but Susie noted that the two strangers 
were a little uneasy.  Now that they had finally met the 
girl Pop had been telling them about, they couldn't quite 
believe it.  She certainly didn't seem the type, yet there 
was something about her that set their cocks twitching in 
their pants.  Susie looked pointedly at their crotches and 
smiled. 

    "Gee, I really like lollipops, but I've never tried a 
cigar." 

    "Maybe you should, eh, Susie girl," said Mr. Harrison, 
the big one.  "Nothing like a good big cigar to set the 
juices flowing, eh Pop?"  He laughed again, his eyes glued 
so tightly to Susie's titties that he didn't see her lick 
her lips in anticipation. 

    "Lollipops are good, too.  Don't forget that candy is 
dandy." said the candy salesman. 

    "Well, I hope Mr. Messner will let me taste his 
lollipop--I bet it's a really nice one--and I'd be happy to 
try your cigar, too, Mr. Harrison, but please don't tell 
anyone.  I'm not old enough to smoke."  Even though she 
rather liked this kind of teasing conversation, Susie 
decided to hurry things along.  "But actually, what I came 
in for was . . . well, it's embarrassing.  I seem to have 
lost my panties again, Pop, and I need a new pair before I 
go home." 

    The two salesmen didn't quite know how to react to this 
unexpected declaration, but Pop knew how to play the game. 

    "Lost your panties again, Susie?  That's the second time 
this week and its only Wednesday.  Very careless of you.  
But how do I know you're telling the truth?  I think you'd 
better show us." 

    Susie immediately pulled her skirt up above her waist 
and spun around in front of the three men.  They watched 
wide-eyed as her delightfully round ass and tender, 
beckoning pussy flashed by in front of them. 

    "Golly!  She's naked!" gasped Mr. Messner, taking off 
his glasses.  Harrison just stared. 

    "Well, you certainly have lost them--or given them 
away," said Pop.  At least it looks that way." 

    "Oh yes, Pop.  They're really gone.  But you don't have 
to believe me, these men will tell you, won't you?  Put your 
hands down here and tell Pop if I'm naked or not, please, 
sirs." 

    With those words, Susie reached out and took one hand of 
each salesman.  Mr. Messner was short enough that she could 
press his hand right against her pussy.  She tugged 
impatiently on an astonished Harrison's arm until he bent 
down and she could press his fingers against her ass cheek.  
The small lollipop salesman, immediately began moving his 
fingers through her silken pussy hair.  He had never felt 
anything like it.  But Harrison just let his hand rest on 
her ass cheek as if paralysed. Then he swore and set his 
cigar down on the counter, before moving his other hand to 
Susie's other ass cheek. 

    "Yes, she is.  She's naked.  Oh my goodness, she's 
naked, MacIntosh" stammered Mr. Messner.  Harrison said 
nothing at first.  He simply squeezed Susie's ass in 
disbelief, then he burst out with: 

    Christ!  She is naked!  I don't believe it!" 

    "See?  I told you.  No panties," laughed Susie, 
suddebnly spinning away from the two men. 

    "Well, I think I just might have some panties in the 
back that will fit you, but we'll have to try them on 
first." 

    "O.K. Pop.  But if they don't fit, maybe Mr. Harrison 
and Mr. Messner could just put their hands back there again.  
They felt so nice and warm."  She suddenly burst into an 
uncontrollable fit of giggles.  "Boy, but we'd sure look 
funny walking down the street." 

    "I don't know about that, Susie, but I bet the guys 
would like it.  Lets get into the back-room and try 
something on." 

    "Christ yeah!  Lead the way, MacIntosh!  Come on, 
Messner!  Don't just stand there looking stupid.  This is 
prime pussy!" 

    Pop led the way to his cluttered store-room, Susie 
followed him while the other two men followed her, trying to 
get their hands back onto her naked ass.  She slowed to make 
it easier for them. 

    "Oh, that's so nice.  But I guess I'll have to get all 
undressed if I'm going to try the panties on, won't I Pop?" 

    "Yes, indeed, Susie.  How else could we see if they fit?  
But these two gentlemen will help you, won't you boys?  Help 
Susie get undressed?" 

    Suddenly Mr. Messner--Susie had begun to think of the 
two salesmen as the cigar man and the lollipop man--grabbed 
at the hem of her skirt and tried to pull it down. 

    "Oh, golly yes!  Here, let me help!" 

    "You have to undo the zipper first, Mr. Messner.  Mr 
Harrison, could you help me with my T-shirt please?" 

    While the lollipop man awakwardly tried to tug her skirt 
down over her hips, the cigar man let go of her ass and 
started to pull up her T-shirt.  Susie held her hands in the 
air, but Harrison stopped pulling as soon as her T-shirt was 
covering her face.  He was so fascinated by her young, but 
full-fleshed titties and their quivering nipples that he 
couldn't resist touching them, palming them.  Meanwhile 
Messner had finally got her skirt down around her ankles and 
he was kneeling in front of her stroking her sparse but 
silken pussy hair.  Susie sighed happily, thrust her breasts 
out against the cigar man's rough fingers, and began to jerk 
her hips in response to the lollipop man's caresses.  Pop 
was opening a package, and suddenly spoke up. 

    "Here we are.  These should fit.  We'll just slip them 
on as soon as you finish undressing her." 

    Harrison quickly let go of Susie's titties and finished 
pulling the T-shirt over her head, wanting to get his hands 
back on to her as soon as possible. 

    "Christ, MacIntosh!  Hurry it up.  This is getting 
interesting.  God!  What a pair of tits for a kid!" 

    But Pop MacIntosh was in no hurry; he knew how it all 
would end and he enjoyed watching these men's discomfort.  
He held up a tiny pair of pink bikini panties, just a 
fragile wisp of cloth.  In fact they were identical to the 
ones Susie had left with Mr. Mascalla because they had come 
out of the same box just the day before.  While the two 
salesmen watched impatiently Pop helped Susie step into them 
and pulled them up for her, letting his stubby hands slide 
appreciatively over her body as he did so.  

    Susie's experienced eye could see movement beneath all 
the men's slacks.  It was a good thing her inner itches had 
been so well scratched before she left school or she would 
have quickly lost patience with this game.  But she knew 
that Pop enjoyed it, and she knew that she would not have 
long to wait before the game turned serious--and she was 
sure she would be the winner.  So she relaxed and enjoyed 
the rough and awkward but familiar caresses Pop bestowed on 
her. 

    The panties stretched and moulded themselves to her 
delicious roundness.  The material cupped the slight swell 
of her  Venus mound so closely that the quivering pussy lips 
could be clearly seen beneath the almost transparent cloth; 
it stretched over the curves of her ass like a second skin.  
As she turned in front of the admiring and lusting men, the 
bell over the front door tinkled its unwelcome message.  Pop 
had to go to look after his customer, leaving Susie alone 
with the two very horny salesmen who were having a very hard 
time keeping their hands to themselves after the liberties 
they had been allowed earlier. 

    "I don't think that these will do.  They're much too 
big." 

    "Too big?" the lollipop man asked incredulously, his 
eyes almost bulging out of his head. 

    "Yes, much too big.  Why I bet you could get your hand 
right inside here at the front."  She guided his trembling 
hand into position right over her pussy.  "There!  Didn't I 
tell you?  You can even move your fingers around.  And you, 
Mr. Harrison, I bet you could get your hands inside, too, 
here at the back.  See!  You can move it around too.  Ohhh 
yes!  Move them like that!  It's so nice." 

    Susie was right.  It was entirely possible for both men 
to get their hands in her pants.  They were pressed close 
against her.  Once she had pushed their hands under the 
waistband of her panties they were ready to take it from 
there. 

    "Oh my goodness," cried Mr. Messner as his fingers 
slipped between her pussy lips and were almost sucked into 
her cunt.  "My God!  What an ass!" grunted Mr. Harrison as 
he probed at her ass crack.  The material of the panties 
stretched incredibly but it did not break; that was why 
Susie liked them so much.  The lollipop man suddenly bent 
down and took one of her hard little nipples in his mouth as 
his finger moved in her pussy; the cigar man's hand soon 
grabbed hold of the other breast and squeezed it.  Susie 
sighed in delight, but it was not nearly enough for her. 

    "Oh yes, oh my yes!  Oh thank you for helping me with my 
panties.  But they won't do will they.  I'll have to take 
them off until Pop can find me another pair." 

    "Yes!  Take them off.  I'll do it!" cried Mr. Messner, 
pushing at the offending piece of cloth. 

    She stepped out of the panties but the men's hands 
remained on her.  Mr. Messner's fingers were now digging 
furiously into her cunt while Mr. Harrison was beginning to 
probe at her tiny asshole.  Susie reached out to either side 
of her, found the male organs she was searching for, and 
squeezed. 

    "Oh my!  Is this your cigar, Mr. Harrison?  And I bet 
this is yur lollipop, Mr. Messner.  I just love to suck on 
lollipops.  I'm sort of an all-day sucker. And who knows? 
maybe I'll like the feel of a cigar in my mouth too.  Oh, 
your hands feel so good.  Go ahead, Mr. Harrison, you can 
push your fingers in there.  I like things stuck in my 
behind." 

    Susie had decided not to waste any more time.  She 
played these little games largely for Pop MacIntosh's sake 
and he wasn't here now.  Quickly her practised hands lowered 
the men's zippers and managed to extricate their half-hard 
cocks. 

    "Oh, how lovely!  What a big cigar!  And what a 
delicious looking lollipop!  I just have to taste it!" 

    She bent at the waist and began to suck on Mr. Messner's 
juicy lollipop.  It really was delicious, hard and firm in 
her mouth.  While she sucked she wiggled her dimpled ass in 
Mr. Harrison's face.  It did not take him long to get her 
message.  He rubbed his rapidly swelling cock through her 
dripping ass-crack, then with one vigorous push he planted 
his big cigar deep in her pussy.  

    Both men had lost all inhibitions now.  Mr. Messner was 
driving his rigid lollipop right into her throat, holding 
her by the head as he furiously fucked her face; behind her, 
Mr. Harrison was frantically plunging his big cigar in and 
out of her devouring cunt.  Susie's tiny body was buffeted 
between the two men.  Mr. Harrison grabbed hold of her hips 
and pulled her against him as he drove into her.  Her feet 
were completely off the floor now; she was supported only by 
the iron-hard cocks buried deep in her mouth and cunt.  When 
they plunged into her together, she thought she could feel 
their cock-heads collide somewhere deep inside her, and 
their collision set off incredible explosions in her body. 
It was wonderful.  She closed her eyes and clutched at Mr. 
Messner's hips, trying to slide his cock even deeper into 
her throat.  The sensations continued to mount with every 
thrust, and the explosions they set off in her grew sharper 
and bigger every second. 

    The big cigar in her cunt exploded first, flooding her 
with its juices.  As his cock softened and threatened to 
slip out of her pussy, Mr. Harrison lowered her gently to 
her knees.  She did not let go of Mr. Messner's hips, 
holding his lollipop between her lips and relishing the way 
it thrust incessantly into her throat.  The zipper of his 
fly dug into her cheek as she strained to swallow the entire 
length of his cock into her tightly constricted throat, but 
the little bit of pain only added to her pleasure.  Finally 
he too could hold out no longer  and Susie found herself 
eagerly swallowing gob after gob of sweet lollipop juice. 

    When she had drained every drop from Mr. Messner's 
lollipop, Susie, as usual, turned to Mr. Reynold's limp 
cigar and took it into her mouth to lick clean of their 
mingled juices.  She was still cradling it lovingly between 
her lips when Pop came hurrying back. 

    "You've started without me!  That's not fair!  But isn't 
Susie a lovely little girl?" 

    "Christ!  What a cunt!  And what a mouth!" grunted Mr. 
Harrison as Susie finished licking up the drops of come that 
clung to the hairs of his balls.  "Oh my goodness!  I've 
never felt anything like it," said Mr. Messner,, watching in 
hypnotic fascination as the mouth that had just sucked him 
off worked over his colleague's limp prick.  At last Susie 
let go of the salesman's cigar and looked over impatiently 
at Pop.  

    "I just couldn't wait, Pop.  I didn't mean to forget 
you.  How could I?  Hurry and get undressed and let's do it 
like we did on Monday.  I ate Mr. Messner's lollipop and had 
Mr. Harrison's cigar in me.  Now I want Pop's popsicle!" 

    Even as she spoke the old store-keeper was quickly 
undressing until all he wore was an old and yellowed 
undershirt that barely covered his protruding belly, and 
certainly didn't conceal his protruding cock, a surprisingly 
sturdy tool. 

    Pop MacIntosh and Susie worked together like a well-
practised team--which they were.  Pop hurriedly pulled out 
an old blanket and sat on the floor.  Susie crouched between 
his legs and licked lovingly at his cock until it was hard 
and erect.  Then Pop lay back on the blanket while Susie 
clambered over his body, set his cock at the entrance to her 
pussy, and slowly sank down onto it until her ass was 
pressed tightly against his belly.  Then she began to 
bounce.  Up and down.  In and out.  Faster and faster she 
moved on the shop-keeper's throbbing pole.  Her eyes were 
closed and her mouth hung open, releasing strange whimpers 
of pleasure as orgasm overtook her. 

    But Pop's cock stayed hard in her cunt and Susie did not 
stop moving.  The sensations in her belly built quickly to 
new peaks as she slid up and down, screwing her ass around 
the pole she so happily impaled herself on.  She was 
beginning a climb to a gigantic climax when she turned to 
the two watching salesmen and called to them to come closer.  
Without breaking her rhythm she reached out and grasped 
their reawakening cocks.  The two men stood, one on each 
side of Pop's head, their cocks pointing straight towards 
Susie.  Moaning in pleasure, she pulled them even closer and 
bent her head forward until her lips were able to close 
around the head of the Mr. Messner's juicy lollipop.  She 
sucked avidly for a few seconds, then let go and stuffed Mr. 
Harrison's big cigar into her mouth. 

    Up and down she bounced on Pop's cock, clutching at 
first one salesman's balls, then the other's, as she sucked 
on their cocks.  But her excitement and passion only went 
up.  With Pop's fat pole stuffed into her cunt and two juicy 
pricks for her mouth to feast upon, Susie was in heaven. 
Hungry for all the cock she could swallow she tried to pull 
both salesmen's pricks into her mouth at the same time.  
Four hands tangled in her hair and pulled her head forward 
as her lips stretched wider than ever before.  Then they 
were in her. 

    "Christ!" groaned Mr. Harrison;  "Golly!" exclaimed Mr. 
Messner.  They each tried to push their cocks deeper into 
her mouth but there simply wasn't room.  For Susie the 
sensation was so intense, the feeling of being completely 
stuffed with cock so strong that her quivering body went 
over the edge again, and this time her convulsing cunt took 
Pop with her.  He cried out and clutched at her hips as his 
prick began to spurt deep within her belly.  Susie had to 
let the two salesmen's cocks pop free from her mouth.  They 
were swelling too quickly.  She collapsed onto Pop's chest, 
panting and whimpering as the convulsions of her orgasm 
shook her slender body.  When she had stopped trembling she 
began to whisper her gratitude to the old man, nuzzling at 
his grizzled chest hair while he stroked her head.  The two 
salesmaen stood there, their cocks sticking out grotesquely 
in front of them, watching the old man and the young girl, 
desperately wanting to plunge their cocks back into her. 

    After a few seconds Susie lifted her head.  The two men 
were now both fiercely erect.  Susie's eyes glowed with 
anticipation as she looked at the hard flesh poking out from 
their pants. 

    "Oh goodie!  My lollipop and my cigar are back.  I want 
you both again.  But you have too many clothes on." 

    She gently disengaged herself from Pop, bending to plant 
a big kiss on the end of his cock, licking up the come that 
still dribbled from it.  The two men hurriedly stripped off 
their clothes and pressed close to Susie, reaching out to 
touch and squeeze her flesh.  Susie grabbed Mr. Messner's 
lollipop and pulled him to the blanket where Pop was sitting 
watching.  Then she pushed him down so that he was facing 
Pop and made him lie back on the floor.  Before he quite 
realized what was happening she was straddling the candy 
salesman, her back to his head, letting her pussy sink down 
onto his hard cock, just as she had on Pop's only moments 
before. 

    "Oh my, yes!  I just love your lollipop in my honeypot!  
Now all I need is your big cigar, Mr. Harrison." 

    Harrison tried to push his way in front of her so she 
could suck his cock but Pop was sitting there, smiling like 
an inscrutable Buddha and he wouldn't move.  The salesman 
was going to push the old man out of the way when Susie 
asked him to wait.  Then she bent forward, still firmly 
planted on Mr. Messner's spike, so that her face fell 
towards Pop's lap.  The old man grasped her head and pulled 
it against his limp and sticky prick.  Susie sensuously 
rubbed her cheek over his cock and balls, purring almost 
like a kitten.  Messner began trying to move his cock in her 
tightly clasping  cunt. 

    "Your cigar now, please!  Let me have your cigar.  Put 
it in me.  In my bum!" 

    Pop lay back and Susie pressed her face against his 
crotch.  Her ass was in the air and the tobacco salesman 
could see her cunt lips stretched tightly around the other 
salesman's cock.  Above it was the tiny winking eye of her 
asshole.  He couldn't believe that she meant him to fuck her 
there but there was nowhere else and his hard cock was 
demanding satisfaction. 

    Susie had opened her mouth and swallowed almost all of 
Pop's limp and resting cock.  The old man clutched her head.  
Her ass moved, spiralling round on the hard shaft that 
filled her cunt.  It was driving Harrison frantic as he 
stared at her tiny asshole.  His cock leaped at the thought 
of penetrating it, but surely it was impossible.  
Impatiently Susie lifted her head from Pop's tasty prick and 
cried out, almost moaning in passion. 

    "Please, put it in me, Mr. Harrison.  In my ass.  Fuck 
me in the ass with your big cigar." 

    She began nursing on the old man's cock again, trying to 
hold her ass still, but the twitching lollipop in her pussy 
made her want to move, to screw herself furiously on it.  
She moaned in pleasure around Pop's cock when she felt 
Harrison's rough hands clutching at her ass.  It was all too 
much for him to take.  If she wanted to be fucked in the 
ass, he was going to do it, no matter what it did to her.  
Stepping over his colleague's prostrate body, he dug his 
fingers into her ass cheeks and held her still as he shoved 
his hard and demanding prick into her ass crack.  Muttering 
and cursing he poked at her asshole, feeling himself slide 
away each time until finally he hit the tiny opening and the 
head of his cock popped magically inside the tight anal 
ring.  He almost roared with passion as Susie's clamped down 
on him.  She, too, cried out in pleasure but Pop's cock was 
already swelling again in her throat and only a muffled 
groan emerged. 

    Blind with lust, the cigar man clutched painfully at 
Susie's ass and began to push his cock into her bowels.  He 
couldn't believe that he was inside her, yet he could feel 
his cock sink further and further into her ass on each 
thrust.  He could feel the pressure of the cock in her cunt, 
and Susie could feel both hard muscles throbbing inside her, 
sending delicious sensations of fullness through her. 

    "All the way!  Push it in me all the way.  I want all 
your cocks.  Oh I can feel you both!  Isn't it wonderful.  
You're both so deep in me" 

    At last Harrison had sunk the full length of his big 
cigar into her ass.  The two men filled her lower passages 
with their engorged flesh.  Susie began to move, writhing 
and twisting her ass, feeling the hard cocks move inside 
her, rubbing against each other.  The two men had to move 
too.  Beneath her, Mr. Messner strained to lift his hips and 
push his cock deeper into her pussy; behind her, Mr. 
Harrison could plunge easily into her ass.  And in front of 
her she had Pop's delicious meat to suck on.  Susie felt as 
if she were in heaven.  Every motion of their hard cocks 
sent waves of pleasure through her, and they kept moving.  
All three men had just come in her moments before, so 
despite Susie's erotic charms it was a long time before they 
were ready to render up another liquid homage to her. 

    She came again and again.  She was stuffed to bursting 
with hard cock.  It was wonderful.  It should never stop.  
By now, Pop's cock was hard in her mouth as well, pushing 
its way into her throat.  After one immensely satisfying 
orgasm that shook her whole body, Susie suddenly stopped 
moving.  Mr. Harrison continued ploughing his fat cigar into 
her asshole, but with a neat flip of her hips, Susie 
dislodged him and quickly pulled her cunt off of Mr. 
Messner's solid spike.  Both men burst into complaint and 
grabbed at her, their red and raging cocks bobbing in the 
air.  Susie felt incredibly empty, but she wanted a change.  
And besides, the men were getting too close to coming and 
she didn't want to finish yet.  They needed a change of 
pace. 

    "Wait, please.  Just a minute.  I want to do it another 
way. Please." 

    Harrison just grunted impatiently and tried to grab her 
ass again; he wanted back in that tight, hot hole.  Messner 
lay there looking bewildered, his long red cock waving in 
the air.  But Pop just smiled a big happy grin and  lay back 
watching, knowing Susie would look after them all.  She 
turned her back on him and squatted over his prick. 

    "Your cock, Pop!  Put it in my asshole, please." 

    Pop took his rigid organ between two fingers and pointed 
it directly at Susie's recently vacated asshole.  She felt 
it press against her and bent her knees, sitting down on it.  
The two salesmen watched in fascination as that tiny opening 
easily swallowed up the fat head of the old man's cock.  
Susie sighed with contentment and relaxed her knees, letting 
all her weight rest on Pop's hard spike, moaning as she felt 
it sink deep into her ass.  Then she lay back on the old 
man's flabby chest.  He reached around and seized her 
titties to hold her in place.  Her cunt was now exposed. 

    "Now your lollipop, Mr. Messner.  Fuck me with your 
lollipop.  Fuck me hard!" 

    Messner quickly scrambled to his feet and knelt in front 
of her so he could plunge his eager cock back into that 
incredible pussy.  This time he was on top and could move 
freely.  He drove into her wildly and enthusiastically while 
Susie encouraged him with cries of passion.  But Harrison 
couldn't stand being left out.  He roared his disapproval 
and tried to pull the smaller man off of Susie's body until 
she stopped him by gasping out: 

    "Oh no, Mr. Harrison.  I want you too, I want your big 
cigar in my mouth.  I want you to fuck my face with it.  
Come here, please." 

    Harrison let go of the lollipop man who continued 
banging away frantically at Susie's pussy.  He looked down 
at his prick, remembering that it had just come out of her 
asshole.  But she cried out again and urged him to hurry.  
Her head hung back over Pop's shoulder, so he knelt behind 
her, trying to get into position to feed her his cock.  
Susie reached back blindly and caught it in her hand, 
pulling him right into her mouth and beginning to suck, 
savouring the strong taste and pungent odour her asshole had 
left on him. He clutched at her head and began pushing his 
cigar in and out of her clasping lips. With her head bent 
back, he had clear access to her throat and soon his fat 
cock was pushing right into that narrow tunnel.  He gasped 
in pleasure as he felt it squeeze down on his cockhead.  It 
seemed even tighter than her asshole, and Susie's moans and 
cries of pleasure, muffled by his fat cock in her throat, 
sent strange vibrations through his flesh that made him 
plunge even harder into her. 

    Once again Susie was wonderfully filled in all three 
holes with hard cock.  And once again her pleasure soared 
with every plunge they took into her mouth and cunt. Pop's 
stiff prick in her asshole was the one fixed point in her 
paroxysms of pleasure.  From either end, her other two 
fuckers drove fiercely into her, even more vigorously than 
before.  

    The brief rest had done them good--increased their 
eagerness, yet taken the edge off their arousal.  They 
continued to plunge into her for a long, long time.  
Sometimes one would stop for a while to catch his breath, 
but there was always at least one stiff prick pounding into 
her.  As she exploded into orgasm after orgasm, Susie 
writhed on Pop MacIntosh's impaling pole, making it move 
deliciously in her asshole and making the old man clutch 
fiercely at her titties.  Susie lost all sense of time and 
place, so intense were the convulsive spasms that shook her 
body.  Then she felt first one, then the other two pricks 
begin to spurt into her at almost the same time, and the 
feel of all that come pouring into her triggered an orgasm 
that almost made her black out, but she did not want to lose 
one bit of the overwhelming sensations.   She was awash in 
come and she loved it. 

    The four bodies collapsed into a tangled, heaving mass 
on the blanket.  The men were panting in exhaustion.  They 
could hardly move.  With a stab of disappointment Susie felt 
the dwindlig pricks slip out of her cunt and asshole.  She 
continued to suck on the prick in her mouth until there was 
nothing more to be had from it.  Then, carefully extricating 
herself from the pile of bodies, she found the other two 
cocks that had just shot in her and began licking each of 
them clean, revelling in their distinctive tastes.  When she 
finally stopped and got to her feet, the men were still in 
no condition to do anything.  But Susie felt invigorated and 
ready for more. 

    "Gee, that was wonderful!  I hope you liked it.  You 
were really all so good to me, giving me your lollipop and 
your cigar.  Thank you, Mr. Messner.  Thank you, Mr. 
Harrison.  I hope you come back again real soon.  I'd love 
to stay and suck you until you got hard again, but it's 
getting late, and I've got to go.  But oh boy, was it ever 
good!  And thank you too, Pop, for introducing me to Mr. 
Messner and Mr. Harrison.  I'm always happy to meet men like 
them.  I'll see you tomorrow after school." 

    All the time she was speaking, Susie was slipping into 
her skirt and T-shirt and stepping into her sandals.  The 
men watched her in a daze.  She really would have liked to 
suck them up into erection again, but she knew that their 
cocks and balls were completely depleted, and it might take 
forever.  She still had time for other adventures before she 
had to be home, and she didn't want to waste the time.  She 
carefully knelt beside them and gave each of their cocks a 
big kiss, before jumping to her feet and slipping out the 
back door.  She left the panties behind.  One of the men 
might want them for a souvenir, and besides, she did not 
want to be bothered by them just yet.  She would come back 
tomorrow and suck Pop off in exchange for another pair. 

    Susie felt wonderfully alive and exhilarated.  Life was 
so good to her, planting hard horny pricks in her path no 
matter where she went.  She had had a lovely visit with Pop, 
and she had been totally filled with cock and with come.  It 
had been lovely, but she was still ready for more.  And home 
was still blocks away. 




                     Chapter 3 


    Susie whistled gaily as she walked down the street.  Her 
hips swung in an instinctive fucking rhythm that no man 
could ignore.  Many of those who turned to follow her 
tantalizing ass were rewarded with a glimpse of gleaming 
white flesh as her short skirt was caught by a passing 
breeze. 

    The aftertaste of come was still strong in her mouth and 
Susie relished it.  But the male juices she had swallowed 
had only satisfied one very special kind of thirst; all her 
activity had generated another.  So, when she passed the 
Deluxe Luncheonette and old Mrs. Vastos waved to her through 
the window, Susie decided to stop for a soft drink.  She 
hadn't been in the restaurant for a long time and wanted to 
say hello to the elderly Greek couple who ran it. 

    "Hi, Mrs. Vastos!  Hi, Mr. Vastos!  How are you?" 

    "Why, Miss Susie!  Hello!  Long time you no come here." 

    "Oh, I've been very busy.  Starting Juniour High and 
all."  The "all" was, of course, sex.  Since her 
introduction to it that summer, Susie had had to forego many 
of her old habits and activities.  One of them had been 
stopping in at the Deluxe after school.  Now she did other 
things after school. 

    "You in Junior High already?  My, you grow up fast.  You 
look real good, too, Miss Susie.  Theo, come see.  Here Miss 
Susie to say hello." 

    "I just dropped in for a coke." 

    "A coke.  O.K.  You sit down.  Theo, take Miss Susie a 
coke." 

    Susie sat at a booth in the back of the restaurant.  The 
vinyl banquette felt cold and sticky on her bare skin.  She 
tried to spread her skirt demurely over her knees.  Theo 
Vastos brought the drink she had ordered.  He was Mrs. 
Vastos's husband.  Both of them were in their seventies.  
The restaurant was mainly run by their sons, but at least 
part of every day, when business was slow, Mrs. Vastos sat 
behind the cash register and Mr. Vastos wiped half-heartedly 
at the tables. 

    After he set the coke down, Theo Vastos stopped to chat 
with her in his careful but awkward and limited English.  He 
made Susie think of Mr. Marcella, the school janitor, which 
brought immediately to her mind the janitor's immense and 
still vigorous cock, despite its age.  The memory of how he 
had fucked her in the boiler-room just an hour before 
started up a new itch in her pussy and she automatically 
looked down at Mr. Vastos's crotch.  She was surprised at 
what she saw. 

    "Why Mr. Vastos, your fly is undone.  Your zipper." 

    The old man looked down in confusion.  He had indeed 
forgot to do up his fly when he last came from the toilet.  
It was so hard to remember everything these days.  Hastily 
he tried to pull it up, but in his hurry he somehow got it 
stuck.  His pulling and tugging only made things worse. 

    "It's stuck, Mr. Vastos.  Don't pull so hard.  Here, let 
me see if I can fix it." 

    Susie bent forward, her face only inches from the old 
man's open fly, and pushed and pulled at the zipper to no 
avail.  Despite her extensive experience with men's zippers, 
she could not make it move. 

    But something else did move.  Susie became aware of 
movement inside the old man's pants.  Her hands were already 
at his open fly, and nothing in the world could have stopped 
them from slipping inside on a voyage of discovery.  It was 
madness, here in the restaurant with his wife just a few 
feet away.  However, Mr. Vastos was standing with his back 
to the cash-register, facing Susie, and no one else could 
see exactly what was happening. 

    Susie's hands found and instinctively began fondling the 
Told man's hidden cock.  Mr. Vastos was silent.  She was 
surprised that he accepted her actions so naturally, 
surprised and delighted.  The restaurant was empty and Susie 
was not used to stopping once she got a cock in her hands.  
Carefully she extricated the twitching organ from its 
confines and pulled it out into the open.  Mr. Vastos's cock 
was the youngest thing about him.  Susie marvelled at its 
soft, fresh skin, and its rapidly growing length and 
hardness as she caressed it with her gentle but knowing 
hands.  She looked up at the old man and whispered, hoping 
his wife could not hear: 

    "Oh, Mr. Vastos!  It's so nice.  I hope you don't mind 
but I just had to see it.  I couldn't help it." 

    She had eyes only for that lovely thing, and she was 
about to lean forward and kiss it when her reverie was 
rudely interrupted. 

    "Papa!  What you take so long for?  You bothering Miss 
Susie?" 

    It was Mrs. Vastos.  She had left her cash-register and 
was hobbling painfully on her arthritis-ridden legs towards 
the back of the restaurant.  Susie frantically tried to push 
the old man's prick back into his pants, but her caresses 
had had their effect and it was now too long, too hard.  Mr. 
Vastos didn't seem to be worried that his wife might 
discover him like this, his cock poking out of his pants 
right in front of a thirteen-year old schoolgirl. 

    "Oh!  So that what going on.  But maybe Susie no like.  
You ask her first, Theo?" 

    "My zipper, Mama.  My zipper stuck.  Won't go up.  Miss 
Susie help." 

    "Funny helping.  Zipper no go up but something else do.  
So, you like, Susie?  I thought so all the time, but you so 
young I wonder.  Me, I like too when I your age. My Theo, he 
have nice schlong, you no think?" 

    Susie had never heard the word "schlong" before, but she 
knew exactly what Mrs. Vastos was talking about.  Once she 
got over her amazement she stopped trying to hide the 
wonderful tool, but she felt she should at least let go of 
it.  Mrs. Vastos had a very unusual attitude but Susie 
didn't know how far it would extend.  Looking was one thing, 
touching might be quite another.  The old man's long, 
youthful cock stood there, poking straight out from his fly, 
and all three of them looked at it with admiration. 

    "You're not angry then, Mrs. Vastos?  I mean me touching 
your husband.  It was me who did it, not Mr. Vastos.  It was 
all my fault." 

    "Fault, schmalt.  No fault.  Theo really proud of his 
schlong.  Like to show it to the girls.  But that's nothing.  
You should see our sons.  Great big.  Like this." 

    Mrs. Vastos stretched her hands several feet apart.  
Susie knew she was exaggerating, but just the thought of two 
sons with pricks even bigger than their father's was enough 
to make her pussy Tache with sudden want. 

    "It's a very nice prick, uh,  I mean schlong.  You have 
every right to be proud, Mr. Vastos.  At your age, too." 

    "Poor Theo.  He stuck with it now.  I no bother with 
that stuff any more, but Theo, he still like it." 

    Mr. Vastos looked imploringly at Susie, then down at his 
slightly wilting erection.  She reached out tentatively and 
touched his cock.  His wife said nothing.  Emboldened, Susie 
wrapped her fingers around it, feeling it throb against her 
hand.  Then she started moving her hand up and down its 
length.  She looked over at Mrs. Vastos who was smiling 
happily as she watched Susie's fingers move on her husband's 
cock. 

    "Is it all right, Mrs. Vastos?  I can't help it, it's so 
nice.  I just have to touch it." 

    "Sure, Miss Susie.  You go right ahead.  I remember what 
it used to be like.  It long time since Theo have any fun 
like that." 

    "Ah, yes, nice, nice, Miss Susie.  Oh yes!  Since 
Anastasia gone, no more," the old man sighed. 

    While continuing to pump his hard prick Susie looked 
inquiringly at Mrs. Vastos. 

    "Anastasia.  She our daughter.  Long time she used to 
play with Theo's schlong.  Then she get married, but she 
still come back see us sometime and play with schlong.  Now 
she have little girl and not come so much.  Poor Theo!  He 
not come much neither no more."  Mrs. Vastos laughed 
heartily at her own joke and even Susie had to smile.  "You 
make him come, Miss Susie?  It been long time for him.  I 
get towel.  No one in restaurant now.  Anyway, I close." 

    Susie pumped steadily, her head awhirl with all she had 
heard.  Her mouth watered at the sight of the old man's 
glowing cockhead above her fist.  It was getting ready to 
shoot, she could tell.  It would be such a waste to spill it 
all into a towel. 

    "Mrs. Vastos . . . is it all right . . . I mean . . . 
can I use my mouth?  Then you won't need a towel." 

    "Oh, Susie!  You like do that?  Me too, long time ago.  
Not now.  Not even Anastasia do that.  I watch.  You go 
head." 

    And Susie gladly went "head".  Her luscious lips swooped 
down over the tip of Mr. Vastos's cock and began to suck.  
Mrs. Vastos clapped her hands in glee.  Susie's hands 
continued to pump up and down on the long shaft while her 
mouth engulfed the head.  She swept her tongue over the 
crown, tasting the first drops of fluid that were beginning 
to leak out. 

    "Oh, Miss Susie! Susie!  Oh, good, good, good!  More 
than 'tasia." 

    The old man babbled in a mixture of Greek and English.  
Susie didn't always understand what he was saying, but she 
certainly understood what his cock was saying to her mouth.  
Unwrapping her fingers from his cock-shaft, she clutched at 
his frail hips and pulled him towards her until his prick 
was pushing deep into her throat.  Then she pushed him 
slowly back, keeping her lips locked on his throbbing shaft.  
When she pulled him back into her, swallowing an extra inch 
of cock this time, he quickly understood what she wanted and 
began thrusting in and out of her mouth in long gentle 
strokes while his wife watched and beamed her approval.  
Even though she wasn't interested in "that" anymore, she was 
pleased to see that her husband's "schlong" could still 
appeal to even such a young and sexy girl as Susie.  It made 
her remember that she hadn't been much older than thirteen 
when she married him. 

    Mrs. Vastos watched happily as her seventy-five year old 
husband pumped his cock, his schlong, between the clinging 
lips of a thirteen-year old schoolgirl in broad daylight, 
almost in the middle of their family restaurant.  She was 
even happier when she saw her husband close his eyes and 
begin to shake and clutch at Susie's bobbing head.  She 
watched in fascination the way the young girl's throat 
muscles worked as she swallowed the long pent-up load that 
the poor, sex-starved old man shot into her mouth. 

    Susie continued to suck gently on the old man's cock for 
a long time.  She couldn't get over how young and vital it 
still felt in her mouth, and how much juice it had spurted 
into her stomach.  When at last she pulled her lips from the 
shrunken organ, a drop of gism hung from her lip.  Mrs. 
Vastos stretched out a motherly hand and wiped it away; then 
she presented her finger to Susie to lick clean. 

    "Oh, that was so good, Mr. Vastos!  And you came so 
much!  I didn't think I'd be able to swallow it all.  
Gallons and gallons.  I'd be happy to play with your schlong 
anytime if your daughter Anastasia doesn't want to any more.  
You just tell me when.  It's so delicious." 

    "Hah!  Theo's got nice schlong all right.  But you 
should see my sons, Miss Susie.  Big like this!  And fat.  
Not old and skinny like his." 

    "I thank you, Miss Susie.  Your mouth so good.  But Mama 
right.  Both our boys got big schlong.  Like father," said 
Mr. Vastos with paternal pride.  In a burst of enthusiasm 
and afection Susie jumped to her feet to wrap her arms 
around Mr. Vastos's neck and planted a big kiss on his 
surprised lips.  Mrs. Vastos grabbed her arm. 

    "Hey!  What you do?  Theo my husband.  You no kiss him 
like that.  Not right, Miss Susie.  You don't do again, 
please." 

    A bewildered Susie let her arms drop from the old man's 
neck.  It was all right for her to suck Mr. Vastos's cock in 
public and swallow his come, but she was not to kiss him on 
the lips.  She didn't really understand, but she was happy 
to go along with the rules as long as she was free to suck 
his cock.  Her pussy was beginning to itch again.  Visions 
of the Vastos boys with their legendary cocks, big like 
this, floated through her head. 

    "I'm sorry, Mrs. Vastos.  I didn't mean anything.  It's 
just that you have such a nice husband.  And . . . uh . . . 
Mrs. Vastos . . . ?" 

    "Yes, Miss Susie?" 

    "I bet your sons are nice, too.  Do you think I could 
meet your schl . . . I mean your sons, someday?" 

    "Oh sure, Miss Susie.  You like big schlongs, you gonna 
really like my sons.  You meet right now.  Steve and Chris, 
they in the kitchen now.  You come with me.  You come too, 
Theo." 

    The three of them went through a swinging door into the 
small kitchen.  Two fat, middle-aged men were sitting on 
chairs smoking.  They both jumped to their feet and put out 
their cigareettes when they saw their mother appear. 

    "Boys, boys.  I told you million timers, you no smoke in 
kitchen.  But I want for you to meet Miss Susie.  Susie, 
these my sons, Christopher and Stephen." 

    Susie politely shook their hands, hoping she would soon 
have her hands on other parts of them.  Both men wore T-
shirts and dirty white trousers.  They also wore aprons 
which frustrated Susie's attempts to catch a glimpse of 
their famous schlongs. 

    The two men stared curiously at the young girl.  Of 
course, they had seen her before around the restaurant, but 
they were puzzled that their mother had brought her back to 
the kitchen.  However, they were quite happy to have her 
lovely young body to look at.  As Theo Vastos moved past 
Susie to stand beside his wife, Chris caught sight of his 
gaping fly.  "Papa," he whispered.  "Your zipper!" 

    "It stuck.  It no go up," the old man replied in a 
normal voice. 

    "Stuck, schmuck.  Don't worry so much Christopher.  Your 
Papa just been showing Miss Susie his schlong.  She like 
very much.  Even eat right up, just like a hot dog.  Now she 
want to see you and Steve.  Show her your schlongses, both 
of you." 

    Chris and Steve Vastos were shocked speechless.  They 
looked in bewilderment from the sweet, sexy schoolgirl to 
their grinning father's open trouser front, to their 
mother's happy face.  Her words slowly sank in.  They 
convinced themselves that she had, in fact, said it, but 
they did not know how to react.  They knew enough of their 
mother's ideas to accept her words and, since Susie did not 
express any shock or outrage, they began to think that it 
might even be true, no matter how unbelievable.  Their eyes 
fixed on hers.  She smiled warmly, enjoying their confusion 
as she hoped to soon be enjoying their cocks. 

    "Your mother has told me so much about you, I just had 
to see them . . . I mean you.  She says your pricks are even 
nicer than your Dad's, and his is really nice.  I'd really 
like to see yours, too.  Won't you please show me?" 

    "Go on, boys.  I know you both got nice big schlongs.  
Show them to Miss Susie.  She like schlongs like I used to.  
Go on, hurry up.  Miss Susie not got all night." 

    The two men looked at each other, then slowly put down 
their cigarettes and began to fumble with the knots of their 
apron strings.  They threw off the white aprons, but they 
could not bring themselves to go any further.  Susie saw 
their hesitation. 

    "Mrs. Vastos?  Can I do it?  Can I open their pants?  Do 
you think they'll mind?"  she asked impatiently. 

    "My boys too shy.  Sure, you go head.  They no mind, do 
you boys?" 

    The two men simply shook their heads as Susie quickly 
and happily approached them.  First she stroked and fondled 
the crotches of their stained white trousers.  Yes, she 
could feel the heavy, swollen flesh.  Immediately her tiny 
hands went to work on their belts, while the two men stood 
almost petrified.  In a moment their pants were open and 
Susie's hands were foraging in their underwear. 

    "Oh my!  They really do feel nice, Mrs. Vastos.  Oh!  I 
can feel yours move, Mr. Christopher.  Do you like me 
touching you.  Oh, and now yours too, Mr. Steve.  Oh, I want 
to see them, but I can't get them out like this." 

    The touch of her hands on the bare flesh of their cocks, 
on top of everything else, had excited them to such an 
extent that even Susie's practiced hands could not pull the 
swelling poles through the openings in their jockey shorts.  
While Mrs. Vastos nodded in approval, and the two men began 
gasping with pleasure, Susie pushed their pants and 
underwear down around their knees.  She exclaimed in delight 
when she looked up.  Mrs. Vastos was right;  they were 
indeed "big like this" and so very fat.  

    In Susie's brief but very crowded experience with men's 
cocks she had seldom seen bigger--and these weren't even 
fully erect yet.  Susie remedied that deficiency in a hurry.  
She stood in front of the two men and fondled each one with 
one hand, a dreamy look on her face as she imagined how 
their schlongs would feel inside of her.  Then she bent down 
to inspect the marvelous organs more closely, to inhale 
their scent and, after a furtive glance towards the boys' 
mother, to plant a big kiss on the head of each cock.  The 
men gasped and stiffened in disbelief.  When Mrs. Vlastos 
said nothing, Susie let herself go and spread wide her lips 
to swallow the head of Steve's cock. 

    However, in bending over, Susie revealed that she was 
panty-less under her skirt.  Hardly anyone was looking, so 
fascinated were they all by the contrast between Susie's 
tiny hands and delicate lips and those huge, bloated pieces 
of male meat.  But old Theo Vastos was trying to get a 
better view of Susie's lips on his sons' cocks when he 
noticed the naked flesh beneath her skirt.  The sight of 
those sweet, round globes stopped him in his tracks.  His 
eyes brightened.  While Susie fondled and kissed his sons' 
schlongs, he reached out to grab at her ass. 
 
    Mrs. Vlastos did not see because she had quickly turned 
and hurried to a wall telephone.  She dialled almost 
blindly, her proud, maternal eyes fixed on little Susie's 
attempt to get one of those great schlongs inside her mouth. 

    "Hello, George.  That you?  Mama here.  george, you come 
right way to kitchen.  Yes, restaurant.  No, I no tell you.  
A surprise.  You come quick."  She hung up abruptly and 
settled into one of the chairs vacated by her sons to watch 
her family enjoy themselves. 

    "Old Theo Vastos now had his finger in Susie's pussy 
while her lips were stretched tightly around the bulbous 
knob of Steve's cock-head.  Suddenly the old man plunged his 
finger deep into her cunt and pressed his thumb against her 
asshole.  Susie jumped forward--from surprise and delight, 
not pain--and Steve's great knob popped into her mouth just 
as the old man's thumb popped through her anus and pressed 
against the finger in her cunt.  The old man's probing 
fingers spurred her to suck voraciously on the son's cock, 
swallowing it inch by inch, as she wriggled her ass 
enthusiastically against the old man's hand, wishing he 
could put something bigger than his fingers in her. 

    Chris Vastos was left standing with his cock sticking 
out of his pants and a bewildered, forlorn look on his face.  
Susie's mouth was fully occupied by his brother and her ass 
by his father.  When Mrs. Vlastos saw that he was being left 
out, she called to her husband. 

    "Theo, you stop that!  Look, poor Chris.  He got nothing 
to do.  You let him play with Susie's bummie.  If Susie 
don't mind.  You mind, Susie?  You let Chris feel your 
bummie?  Maybe you even let him put his schlong in you?  If 
it not too big?  You like?  Chris he do it good." 

    If Susie had ever wanted to cry out, "yes!", that was 
the time.  But the huge pole in her mouth made it 
impossible.  She nodded her head as vigorously as she could, 
making Steve Vastos moan from the sensations it produced on 
his cock.  She wriggled and shook her "bummie", hoping 
Christopher or his mother would understand.  She missed the 
old man's fingers already, but just the thought of one of 
those great schlongs pushing inside her drowned out any 
regrets. 

    Under his wife's stern glance, the old man reluctantly 
pulled his hand from Susie's ass and moved away to sit 
beside her in the chair.  Chris Vastos frantically tried to 
pull off his pants, but ended up hobbling into position at 
Susie's rear.  He watched that lovely behind for a few 
seconds as it squirmed in frustration and invitation.  Then 
he reached out to stroke the glowing flesh, almost 
hypnotized by its whiteness.  Finally he took his mighty 
prick in two hands and set its swollen head against the pink 
and gleaming lips of Susie's pussy.  Susie pushed back as 
hard as she could to try to capture the fleshy knob, but his 
mother's voice made him start and pull away.  Susie moaned 
in frustration around the meaty pole in her mouth until she 
heard what Mrs. vastos had to say. 

    "Christopher!  What you do?  You know not right to put 
your schlong there!  Didn't I teach you better.  You put in 
other place, like I show you.  Is better.  Right Miss Susie?  
You like like that, no?" 

    Susie was surprised at the old lady's words but she 
didn't care where he put it as long as he put it in her 
somewhere soon.  If Mrs. Vlastos didn't want her son to fuck 
her cunt then she was quite happy to give him her asshole.  
Once again she nodded her head vigorously.  Steve groaned 
again and his cock sank several inches further into her 
throat. 

    When Chris had re-aimed his mighty missile and started 
to press it tentatively against her tiny asshole, Susie was 
pushed even more firmly onto his brother's cock.  Its great 
length was almost completely buried in her throat before the 
other brother finally managed to force the swollen knob of 
his cock-head through her anxious anal opening.  Once that 
tight ring of muscle had snapped firmly around his shaft, 
Chris Vastos let out a roar and began thrusting into the 
young girl, forcing her throat down the last few inches onto 
his brother's cock.  He straightened his knees and suddenly 
Susie's feet were off the floor.  She was completely impaled 
now, just as she had been between the two salesman a little 
while before, but this was even better.  Never had she felt 
so full, so stuffed with wonderful man-meat.  Even though 
her cunt was empty, the sheer size of the cocks in her other 
two openings more than made up for it. 

    But she couldn't breathe.  She almost hadn't noticed, so 
enraptured had she been by the progress of Chris Vastos's 
big cock up the tight channel of her ass.  Steve Vastos 
wasn't moving.  The sensation of her throat muscles clamped 
around his rigid shaft, squeezing and pulsating, was simply 
too good.  Susie had to push at his legs before he grabbed 
her head and began to  move in her, pulling his mighty cock 
back until only the great knob was in her mouth so she could 
gulp a breath of air, then sending the complete length of 
his shaft deep into her throat again. 

    If it had been wonderful before, now was even better.  
Susie simply closed her eyes, let her body go limp, and let 
the incredible sensations wash over her as the two brothers 
drove in and out of her convulsing, quaking body.  Every 
movement sent paroxysms of pleasure through her, causing her 
throat and ass muscles to clutch spasmodically at the cocks 
that were so deliciously invading her.  That only drove the 
two men to even greater heights of excitement, and they 
pounded their massive cocks into her tiny body with ever 
growing fury.  It was heavenly. 

    Suddenly both men stopped moving, both their cocks fully 
buried in Susie's body.  She couldn't stand it; she wanted 
them to keep moving, to continue driving into her until she 
burst from the build-up of sheer pleasure.  She tried to 
move herself, but she was pinned between them, her legs 
dangling in the air, firmly caught on those giant pegs of 
throbbing flesh.  She couldn't understand what had happened.  
Then, through her pleasure-drugged daze, she heard Mrs. 
Vastos's piercing voice. 

    "Oh, Miss Susie.  You do so good.  Both my boys really 
enjoy, I can tell.  But you don't mind stop for minute.  
Here is George.  George my nephew.  He have nice schlong 
too. George, you take clothes off and show Miss Susie your 
schlong." 

    George had slipped into the kitchen almost unnnoticed, 
and had stood in shocked silence for several minutes before 
his aunt noticed him.  What an incredible sight.  That 
luscious young girl, only a teen-ager, really, being double-
fucked by his two cousins with their giant horse-cocks.  And 
Chris actually had his prick in her asshole.  It was beyond 
belief, but there it was, right in front of him.  His own 
cock hardened in his pants immediately and he reached down 
to rub it.  And what was more incredible was that she seemed 
to be looking over at him, welcoming him, and all that with 
those giant cocks stuffing her.  He knew grown women who 
wouldn't even touch his cousins' cocks, so frighteningly 
huge did they find them, yet this little girl seemed to be 
revelling in them. 

    "You like see George's schlong, too, Miss Susie?" 

    Susie nodded as well as she could with Steve's telephone 
pole of a cock stuck right down her throat, then gave him a 
quick push with her other hand, hoping he would start moving 
again so she could breathe.  She was on the point of 
blacking out when he finally pulled his cock back and she 
was able to take in a breath of air through her nose.  His 
brother started moving again, too, and soon those two poles 
of flesh were once again driving her mad with pleasure.  But 
Susie was still alert enough to her surroundings to watch 
out of the corner of her eye as George stripped off his 
pants.  She liked what she saw. 

    George stood next to his cousins, wondering how he could 
get involved.  He felt Susie's hand strike his leg and then 
climb slowly upwards along his thigh until she was able to 
grasp his already iron-hard prick.  She squeezed it 
triumphantly, feeling it throb beneath her fingers, then 
began pumping it in time to the two other cocks ramming into 
her.  When the shudders of orgasm swept through her again, 
she squeezed him so tightly he groaned from mingled pain and 
pleasure.  Then, while her body was still quivering, she 
pulled George closer.  He was pressed against his cousin 
Steve but he hardly noticed because Susie was somehow 
bending her arm at a painful angle so she could run his 
dripping cock-head all over her face and the sleek line of 
her throat.  He could actually feel the sensation of his 
cousin's great schlong grotesquely stretching her cheeks and 
her throat muscles as it drove towards her stomach. 

    He felt as if he were going to come right away, just 
from the feel of her silken skin, taughtly stretched around 
the cock in her mouth, rubbing against his enflamed cock-
head.  He was saved from so wastefully spilling his seed by 
his two cousins, both of whom clutched Susie even tighter 
and began gasping as they exploded in her body one after the 
other with meaningless grunts of animal passion.  George 
stepped back and watched Susie's throat convulse as she 
greedily swallowed the torrent of come that spilled into her 
mouth.  He saw his cousin Chris grimace in unbearable 
ecstasy as he pumped and spurted his juices deep into 
Susie's bowels.  This set Susie off again, and her body 
writhed and twisted around the two impaling rods. The two 
hard cocks that had been supporting her softened rapidly, 
but fortunately George was there to catch the half senseless 
girl before she fell to the floor. 

    Poor George didn't know what to do.  His cock was hard 
and eager and he held this sexy girl in his arms.  She was 
naked beneath her skirt, and he had had the most vivid proof 
imaginable that she loved cock.  After the session she had 
just been through, he knew she needed a rest, but his 
impatient cock wouldn't let him wait.  He twisted her still 
quivering body in his arms until her pussy lips were pressed 
against his cock.  Holding her slender body with one hand 
around her waist, he reached down to ready his cock to 
penetrate her when he felt a stern hand on his shoulder. 

    "No!  No, George.  Not right.  Not like that.  Not 
there.  That for married peoples.  You just wait a minute.  
Miss Susie let you do like Chris or Steve.  You just wait 
and see." 

    Mrs. Vastos had pushed herself up from her chair and 
hobbled over to them.  After speaking to him she continued 
on past them, heading for the other side of the kitchen.  
Susie had her feet on the ground now, but George still held 
her.  His cock was pressed into her back, the cheeks of her 
ass pressing against his balls.  His hands were under her T-
shirt cupping and squeezing her tits. 

    Even though she was still panting and gasping for 
breath, Susie was reaching back, trying to find his cock and 
pull it into her, despite what Mrs,. Vastos had said.  She 
didn't want the feelings to ever stop.  George felt her 
fingers on his balls, and couldn't stop himself.  His aunt 
didn't want him to screw this girl in the cunt, though he 
was sure she wouldn't mind at all, but he had to put his 
hot, hard cock somewhere quickly or he would spill his seed 
all over her back.  Susie was still caressing his balls and 
squirming sensuously against him.  While still glowing from 
the pleasure Chris and Steve Vastos had brought her, she was 
already looking forward to new thrills.  She strained 
upwards; he bent his knees.  Her fingers found the base of 
his cock and positioned it where she wanted it.  He 
straightened his legs and suddenly his cock was in her, 
sliding freely and easily into her well-lubricated asshole. 

    Mrs. Vastos came hobbling back, pushing a steel cart 
ahead of her.  It had two shelves, just two feet across, 
with the top one just at waist height.  George already had 
Susie bent over and he was screwing his own rather 
substantial cock into her ass, holding her to him with a 
painfully tight grasp of her titties.  Susie sighed and 
clutched her ass muscles down on him, and it was as if 
nothing had ever penetrated her there.  George was amazed at 
the tightness and the heat.  

    Then both he and Susie felt a shock. His aunt had 
somehow manoeuvered the cart right under Susie's bent-over 
torso.  George's knuckles scraped its surface as he 
continued to cling to her round titties.  Susie gasped when 
the cold edge of the table met her over-heated belly.  It 
just seemed to accentuate the fire within.  She let herself 
fall forward onto it, grateful for the support.  Now she had 
something to hold onto so she could screw her ass back 
against George's plunging cock. 

    "There now.  That better?  George has nice schlong, too, 
eh Miss Susie?  But not like my boys." 

    "Oh Oh Ohhhh!" cried Susie as another orgasm swept over 
her.  Her throat felt empty. but at least now she could cry 
out her pleasure and that always seemed to make it better.  
"Oh yes!  Oh it's so good!  Oh they're all so good.  I love 
it!  I love them!  Oh, Mrs. Vastos, I love your family,  
their cocks, their schlongs.  I want them in me.  I want 
them all." 

    "Boys!  You hear Miss Susie.  No just stand there!  Give 
Miss Susie your schlongs." 

    Chris and Steve had recovered from their exertions and 
had been watching with mounting excitement as their cousin 
carried on with what they had started.  When they heard 
Susie cry out, and heard their mother's admonitions, they 
hurried over to stand in front of Susie. 

    Chris got there first.  Susie's head hung over the edge 
of the cart at the perfect height.  Without thinking about 
where his cock had just been, without thinking about 
anything but finding renewed satisfaction in the young 
girl's body, he pushed his long, limp sausage at Susie's 
lips.  She opened her mouth as wide as she could and sucked 
it inside with a loud, lascivious slurp.  Then she began to 
suck avidly, loving its dark musty taste.  Her round ass 
squirmed enthusiastically as George's long cock skewered 
into her asshole.  Chris Vastos's cock in her mouth swelled 
and swelled, quickly regaining all of its majestic size, 
turning her cries of pleasure into wordless whimpers.  His 
brother stood impatiently in line behind him.  Across the 
kitchen, Mr. and Mrs. Vastos sat side-by-side on their two 
chairs, watching proudly.  They were holding hands. 

    When George's over-excited cock finally exploded and 
sent his flood of come to join his cousin's deep in Susie's 
ass, Chris quickly pulled his now huge, hard cock from her 
throat and hurried to replace his cousin.  Susie moaned in 
protest as both cocks suddenly left her, but that moan 
turned to a sigh of contentment as Chris's great pole pushed 
its way into her pulsing asshole just seconds after George 
had pulled out.  Her sigh was cut off by another cock poking 
at her lips.  Without even looking up she swallowed it 
greedily. 

    The double fuckings went on and on, sending Susie into 
the convulsions of orgasm countless times, but always she 
wanted more and always there was another cock to plunge into 
her ass and another soft and savoury prick for her mouth.  
The two brothers and their cousin emptied their balls again 
and again into Susie's asshole and were sucked back to 
erection by her avid lips.  Sometimes one or the other could 
not resist the tigh clasp of her throat and would let his 
cock burst in her mouth; then she had to suck up the next 
limp prick to be presented to her lips quickly or there 
would be no hard cock ready to replace the one one the point 
of exploding in her ass.  But each time it took longer and 
longer for the men to come and Susie's ass was continually 
reamed by hard cock.  She was in a state of near-perpetual 
orgasm, aware only of the hard flesh that filled her. 

    Then, at last her ass was empty.  No hard cock rushed in 
to replace the one that had just spurted weakly inside her.  
She still had a tasty prick in her mouth, she did not know 
whose, but it refused to respond to the magic of her lips 
and tongue.  Slowly she returned to her senses, her body 
still quivering, and reluctantly let the soft meat fall from 
between her lips.  She looked up, conscious now of the hard 
shelf digging into her belly, squashing her tender titties.  
Steve Vastos stood sadly in front of her, looking down at 
her swollen lips and his limp and wrinkled prick.  Susie 
pushed herself up and off the cart and looked behind her.  
Chris and George were sitting on the floor, their heads 
between their knees, their limp pricks drooping over their 
empty balls. 

    Susie looked at her rumpled and come-stained skirt.  She 
really should have taken it off, she thought.  Her T-shirt 
was wet with sweat and showed the hard points of her still 
excited nipples.  She tried to straighten her clothes into 
some semblance of respectability.  There was nothing more 
for her here.  She knew from experience that it would be a 
long wait for any of the men to revive.  When Susie drained 
a cock it was completely drained.  She turned to face Mr. 
and Mrs. Vastos, who were still sitting together, hand-in-
hand.  The woman looked somewhat crestfallen. 

    "Oh Susie!  What you do to my boys.  They all wore out.  
Even their schlongs." 

    She was so proud of her sons' schlongs that she almost 
resented the fact that Susie had been able to defeat them.  
But she was basically a good-natured lady, and she had so 
enjoyed the sight of her sons and her nephew ploughing their 
big schlongs into Susie's tiny body.  And Susie was so 
appreciative, said such wonderful things about them that her 
maternal pride returned and burned even brighter than 
before.  Then her husband spoke. 

    "Miss Susie.  I like watch you so much.  My boys good 
boys.  Good schlongs.  Like father.  Miss Susie, look!" 

    Miss Susie looked, and broke out into a big warm smile.  
There, rising proudly from the old man's still open fly, was 
his long, youthful-looking cock.  Despite everything that 
had happened, Susie's mouth watered at the sight. 

    "Oh my!  It's hard again, Mr. Vastos.  Oh, how 
wonderful!  It looks so delicious.  can I taste it again?  
Please?" 

    Susie didn't even wait for an answer before kneeling in 
front of him and lovingly taking his rejuvenated cock into 
her sweet, warm mouth.  She bobbed her head over his crotch 
and sucked happily.  The old man's cock throbbed with 
excitement, and seemed to get harder and longer in her 
mouth, but no matter what tricks Susie played with her 
tongue and lips, he did not come.  Susie was happy sucking 
on his wonderful cock but she also wanted to feel the old 
man's come shoot into her again.  She lifted her mouth from 
his hard prick and rubbed it sensuously over her face, then 
kissed it and stood up to whisper into his wife's ear, her 
hands continuing to play with the noble schlong.  Mrs Vastos 
frowned, but Susie continued to whisper urgently.  Finally 
the woman turned to look at her husband, his face a grimace 
of pleasure and pain, and slowly nodded her head. 

    "Oh thank you, Mrs. Vastos!  Thank you so much," Susie 
cried, before bending eagerly over the old man and kissing 
the ruby red head of his cock.  Then she quickly straddled 
the chair and the old man's lap, her hands positioning his 
cock as she sank down on it.  But instead of her well-
travelled asshole, his vigorous rod surged into her achingly 
empty and neglected cunt.  And it felt so good that Susie 
came right away and her cunt muscles rippled along the 
length of the old man's shaft, making him gasp with pleasure 
and bury his head between her breasts.  

    Susie began to rise and fall on that wonderfully filling 
pole.  It was so good and so different from what she had 
experienced with his sons.  Susie clutched Mr. Vastos's head 
to her breasts and tried to fuck him to death.  Up and down 
and around and around she screwed her ass, feeling his cock 
scrape against every inch of her hyper-sensitive cunt.  And 
still the old man did not come, although his toothless jaws 
were biting at her titties as he sobbed and moaned in 
pleasure. 

    While she blindly rode the old man's cock, Susie felt 
hands on her ass.  Many hands.  Her T-shirt was pushed up, 
and her skirt.  Then she felt other things that felt very 
much like long limp cocks press and rub against the flesh of 
her ass and back.  Someone unhooked her skirt and pulled it 
up.  She let go of Mr. Vastos's neck and lifted her arms so 
that both the T-shirt and skirt could be pulled right off, 
leaving her totally naked.  Now the limp cocks were rubbing 
all over her body, along with six hands that caressed and 
squeezed her flesh.  Mr. Vastos sucked and munched on one 
titty, while unknown hands fought over possession of the 
other one.  Fingers played over her belly and thighs, poked 
at her dripping asshole and even ran around the mouth of her 
cunt where the old man's cock was so deliciously trapped. 

    Susie couldn't stop coming.  In fact she had hardly 
stopped coming since she had entered the kitchen.  She 
squirmed and writhed under all this attention, clamping her 
cunt muscles around the cock that filled it as she rose and 
fell.  But it was hard work and her legs were tiring.  And 
still the old man didn't come.  Then Susie felt a strange 
sensation.  She was being lifted into the air, but the old 
man's cock was still locked firmly in her cunt.  They were 
both being lifted, still joined delightfully together.  
Hands gripped her tightly, hardening cocks rubbed against 
her.  Susie did not know what was happening, nor did she 
care as long as she had old Mr. vastos's wonderful cock 
inside her.  Gently the fucking couple was lowered to the 
floor. 

    The old man's body fell back, his toothless gums 
slipping off Susie's breast.  His wife was quick to put 
something under his head, even if it was Susie's skirt and 
T-shirt.  She fell forward onto his frail body, rubbing her 
breasts over his chest and raining kisses onto his face.  
Mrs. Vastos protested in the background but Susie didn't 
care anymore as she glued her lips to the old man's.  In 
this new position she could feel him trying his best to use 
his hips to push his cock into her.  But he was too old and 
weak.  His cock, on the other hand, was young and strong, 
and it throbbed mightily in Susie's deliriously happy pussy. 

    The many hands still caressed her with mounting fervour.  
Fingers poked at her asshole.  The something else.  A cock.  
She didn't know or care whose it was.  She sobbed in 
happiness as the big cock pushed its way into her ass, side 
by side with the old man's in her cunt, and began to move. 
The fuck lasted for a long, long time, and Susie revelled in 
the double penetration.  Her cries of passion mingled with 
the old man's as they both were driven mad by the friction 
of the fat cock plunging into her ass rubbing against the 
one in her cunt. 

    Susie began babbling senselessly, telling Mrs. Vastos 
that her family had the best schlongs in the world, that she 
wanted to have them in her all the time.  She cried out with 
fierce joy as the cock in her ass throbbed and shot its 
painful load into her guts.  There was not much of the 
wonderful liquid, but it made up for its volume with the 
force of its throbbing.  But still the old man did not come, 
though he was squirming and moaning more and more 
frantically beneath her.  Another cock slid easily into her 
ass, and screwed her steadily and fiercely until it too 
humped dryly and slipped away, only to be replaced by yet a 
third one.  When that last cock had fucked her ass as much 
as it could and then given up, the old man was still hard 
and eager within her. 

    Tears of joy filled Susie's eyes.  She could no longer 
talk or think.  She was just a tangled mass of pleasure, all 
focussed on the miraculous pole that filled her cunt.  She 
felt the old man stirring beneath her, pushing at her with 
his hands.  She hoped desperately that he didn't want her to 
get off, and continued to grind her pussy into his crotch.  
Theo Vastos clenched his muscles and with every bit of 
strength left in him, suddenly rolled over until he was on 
top of a surprised Susie.  Her head hit the floor with a 
thud, but she did not even feel it.  Her legs shot up into 
the air and wrapped themselves around the old man's back.  
The only sound that came from her now was a loud, continuous 
keening wail.  The explosions in her belly were too close 
together now to be distinguished from each other. 

    The old man plunged his cock into her with quick, 
rabbit-like thrusts that drove her hard against the floor.  
Susie clutched him tightly to her, glorying in the 
aggressiveness of his fucking.  He slobbered feverishly over 
her titties.  Susie screamed when he suddenly bit down hard 
on her nipple and convulsed on top of her.  His cock 
throbbed mightily, spraying her burning pussy with his pent-
up come.  Jolt after jolt of electricity surged through 
Susie's body as she felt him finally give her the juices she 
had so desperately craved. 

    The loving couple panted together on the floor.  Around 
them was silence.  The old man's sons and his nephew were 
speechless, incredulous, awed.  Mrs. Vastos felt a surge of 
pride swell her already substantial bosom.  Her Theo.  Her 
Theo and his wonderful schlong.  Was there ever another one 
like it?  Susie didn't seem to think so, the way she was now 
showering it with grateful kisses and carefully licking it 
clean.  Then, while Mrs. Vastos hugged her husband proudly 
and wondered if she might not have been premature in giving 
up "that", Susie turned to the three younger men and took 
their limp and soiled cocks into her mouth one last time, 
cleansing them of all trace of her ass and its juices. 

    Finally it was time to go.  The Vastos family all helped 
her dress, but her clothes were a mess.  All that fucking 
while she was still wearing them, and then the fucking on 
top of them had taken their toll.  What would her mother 
say?  She might not notice the absence of panties, but she 
was sure to notice the incredibly wrinkled skirt, stained 
with drying come and other darker stains, the dirty finger 
marks on the front of her T-shirt.  Susie knew she would 
have to do something before she got home but she did not yet 
know what.  Even going into the street like that would 
attract a lot of attention.  But Susie was used to 
attracting attention on the street, so she prepared to 
continue her journey home from school.  Then she remembered. 

    "Oh, Mrs. Vastos.  I had so much fun I almost forgot my 
coke.  How much do I owe you." 

    "Fifty cents.  But you so nice to Theo and the boys, I 
give you for half-price.  You give me only a quarter." 

    Susie protested, but twenty-five cents was all Mrs. 
Vastos would take.  Susie was so happy and grateful for her 
wonderful experience that she would have given everything 
she had in thanks, so she made her promise that the next 
time she came she would definitely pay the full price no 
matter what might happen in the kitchen.  It hardly seemed 
right that the poor old couple should lose out when she 
herself had had so much fun.  And she was sure she would be 
back again very soon. 




                     Chapter 4 


    Susie's legs felt a little weak as she walked down the 
street.  She could still feel the Vastos family's huge 
schlongs in her asshole and taste them in her mouth, and the 
memory of the dear old man's cock in her cunt made her pussy 
twitch with remembered pleasure.  She was so glad she had 
stopped at the restaurant and discovered the wonderful 
things they had that were not on the menu.  She would like 
to eat there every day, but she doubted if there would be 
enough for her that often.  Unless Mrs. Vastos had more 
relatives with big schlongs.  She would have to ask.  Her 
happy dreams were rudely interrupted. 

    "Hey sweetie!  Wanna suck my cock?" 

    A delivery van had stopped next to her at a traffic 
light.  The driver's obscenely grinning face looked down at 
her from the open window.  His eyes took in every inch of 
the delectable sight, moving from the rounded slopes of her 
young ass, scarcely covered by the short skirt, to the 
thrusting mounds of her titties.  He spat on the sidewalk. 

    "Ya wanna suck my cock?  I got a big one." 

    The idea delighted Susie.  She broke into a big smile as 
she turned to him and answered: "Sure!  I'd love to!"  A 
look of complete bewilderment flooded the man's face.  She 
wasn't supposed to react like that.  Susie stepped off the 
curb in front of the van and hurried towards the passenger 
door, carefully watching the traffic.  If she had been 
paying more attention to the man in the van she would have 
seen the panic in his eyes as he saw her cross in front of 
him.  Then she wouldn't have been so surprised when he 
suddenly pulled away the moment she touched the door handle, 
leaving her standing in the middle of the road. 

    Susie was disappointed.  Her mouth was already 
salivating in anticipation.  But she had seen the same thing 
happen before.  All too often some man would make a remark 
as she passed, say he wanted to fuck her, and then, when she 
happily agreed, rush away in confusion.  Men!  She really 
didn't understand them sometimes.  But she wanted them all 
the time. 

    The many men she had already had that afternoon: her 
teacher, the janitor,the vice-principal, Pop MacIntosh and 
the two salesmen, the entire Vastos family, were beginning 
to seem like distant memories.  But she was nearly home.  
There probably wouldn't be too many more cocks falling in 
her path, and she still had to decide what to do about her 
clothes.  Maybe she could think up some harmless explanation 
for her mother.  Her father would understand.  Ever since 
she had got up the courage to suck him off in the shower 
last month, he had begun to understand what a hot-assed 
daughter he had, and he knew that she fucked other men.  
Sometimes Susie thought he enjoyed the idea of other men 
fucking his daughter almost as much as he enjoyed fucking 
her himself.  But her mother still didn't know. 

    She was lost in thought as she drew closer to her home.  
The excited barking of a neighbour's dog brought her back to 
reality.  She was in front of the Reynolds house, just two 
doors away from her parents.  Ralph and Lorna Reynolds had 
just moved into the neighbourhood a few months ago, and 
Susie didn't know them very well yet.  However, she was 
quickly getting to know Ralph Reynolds.  Since she had 
noticed that he usually left for work at the same time she 
left for school, she had made a point of joining him in his 
garage several times a week.  Usually she sat in his car 
sucking his cock while he stood in front of the open door;  
sometimes she leaned over the hood of the car while he 
fucked her vigorously from behind.  He was a nice man. 

    Mrs. Reynolds was sitting on the porch with a drink in 
her hand, watching their dog play in the front yard.  The 
dog was bouncing energetically up and down in front of 
Susie.  She bent to hug him, then walked up the walk towards 
the porch with the dog running after her. It was too bad it 
wasn't Mr. Reynolds.  She would have liked to have his nice 
cock inside her right now.  But maybe Mrs. Reynolds would 
help her with her clothes, let her clean them up a bit 
before she went home. 

    The dog seemed intoxicated by Susie's presence, his tail 
wagging furiously.  He was a large, friendly dog of an 
unknown mixture of breeds.  Lorna Reynolds called out to him 
sharply, telling him to leave Susie alone.  But the poor 
animal could not.  The scent that drifted from between her 
legs was setting him on fire.  As Susie walked, she almost 
tripped over him several times; he danced alongside her, 
pushing his head under her skirt.  When his cold nose 
brushed her inner thigh, Susie felt a thrill run through 
her. 

    She stopped at the porch steps.  Mrs. Reynolds was 
looking curiously at her dishevelled appearance.  The dog 
was still nosing around under her skirt, and began to lick 
her cum-coated thighs with his warm rasping tongue.  He 
would not stop despite Lorna's orders to him to behave, and 
the feel of the dog's tongue on her sent strange shivers 
through Susie's body. 

    "It's all right, Mrs. Reynolds, he isn't bothering me.  
But could I ask you a favour?" 

    "Why, of course, Susie.  What can I do for you?" 

    "Well, I'd just like to stop a minute and use your 
bathroom, maybe, to sort of try to clean up my clothes 
before my mother sees them.  They got kind of messed up on 
the way home from school." 
      It was very hard for Susie to talk with the dog's 
strong tongue now nearing her matted pussy hairs. 

    "Certainly, child.  Come right in and we'll see what we 
can do for you.  Rover!  Stop that!  I don't know what's got 
into you.  Leave Susie alone!" 

    She opened the screen door and stepped aside to let 
Susie pass.  Rover followed quickly.  The stains on the 
young girl's clothes very very strange, and Mrs. Reynolds 
could not understand why her dog was so intent to get under 
Susie's skirt, nor why the girl did not seem to protest.  As 
the door slammed behind them, the dog once more pushed his 
head right under Susie's short skirt, lifting it enough so 
that Mrs. Reynolds could see the young girl's naked behind.  
A strange feeling shot through her, one she tried to 
repress. 

    "But how on earth did your clothes get this way, Susie?  
I've never seen anything like it.  And why aren't you 
wearing panties?" 

    Susie reflected a moment, then decided to be honest.  
There really was no other way to explain everything.  If 
Mrs. Reynolds was too shocked she might tell her mother, but 
something in the older woman's attitude suggested to Susie 
that her secret would be safe.  She wanted to see how the 
other woman would react, though she couldn't say exactly 
why. 

    "Well, I guess it's mostly come.  I've been fucking a 
lot on the way home from school.  Usually I get undressed, 
but sometimes there just isn't time.  That's why I got rid 
of my panties to save time." 

    Lorna Reynolds didn't believe her ears.  The muscles in 
her stomach contracted, her face flushed,  and her breathing 
became difficult.  Fucking!  This sweet young girl!  And 
talking about it so openly.  It had to be true, too, she 
thought, looking more closely at the stains and breathing in 
the odour that surrounded the young girl.  Come.  It 
couldn't be anything else.  And there was Rover, trying to 
lick it up, and Susie was letting him.  It was incredible.  
She didn't know what to say. 

    "But . . . your boyfriend?  What does he . . .?" she 
stammered, not knowing what she wanted to ask. 

    "Oh, I don't have a boy-friend, Mrs. Reynolds.  Mom says 
that I'm too young to date.  So I usually just fuck with men 
I meet on the way home." 

    Rover was still trying to push his head under Susie's 
skirt.  His cold nose  ran over her wet pussy lips, bumping 
against her clitoris and making Susie gasp.  Lorna Reynolds 
could see what was happening, but she could not believe it.  
She stared in horrified fascination at the dog's head moving 
enthusiastically under the young girl's skirt.  She knew 
that this was horrible, that she should put a stop to it 
right away, but she couldn't.  Some strange tension filled 
her body. 

    "But . . you're so young.  I can't believe . . . I mean 
who? . . . why? . . . how?" 

    Susie could see Mrs. Reynolds excitement and she wanted 
to see what would happen next.  Calmly, she began telling of 
the adventures that had befallen her so far today on her way 
home from school.  Of course she didn't name names.  Susie 
was very discreet--she certainly would never mention Mr. 
Reynolds.  And while she talked, she caresssed Rover's head 
as he began to lap at her juicy pussy. 

    Lorna could take no more.  With a little moan of 
frustrated passion she pulled the girl away from the dog and 
pushed her towards the bathroom, hoping to escape the demons 
that were bedeviling her.  Her mind was full of images of 
big cocks sliding into Susie's girlish cunt.  It upset her 
and excited her terribly.  She didn't know why, but her 
husband had scarcely made love to her more than once or 
twice in the past month.  Now, her unreleased sexual 
tensions were making her tremble.  
    While she had been at university she had had a brief 
lesbian affair with her room-mate one year.  It had not 
lasted long.  Both had found boyfriends quickly.  But it had 
been sweet and satisfying.  The memories came flooding back 
as she looked over Susie's luscious body.  Her pussy ached. 

    Angrily, she pushed the protesting dog out of the 
bathroom, but they could both hear him whining behind the 
door.  Susie said nothing, merely smiled and waited.  She 
could tell that this was going to be another wonderful 
adventure. 

    "O.K. now let's get those clothes off.  We'll put them 
in the sink to soak, then we can just pop them into the 
dryer.  If we need it, I can get out my iron.  You'll soon 
be good as new." 

    Her voice was strained and her gestures awkward and 
stiff as she reached out to help Susie with her clothes.  
Her hands brushed nervously against the sides of the young 
girl's breasts as she pulled the T-shirt over her head, 
noting with suppressed excitement the traces of many hands 
where the fabric bulged around the swelling titties.  
Lorna's mouth watered when she saw those two delicious 
mounds.  She bent to help pull the hopelessly wrinkled and 
stained skirt off those lovely legs.  Her face was right in 
front of Susie's delicate young pussy.  Its pink lips, still 
swollen  from her fucking with Mr. Vastos, gleamed with 
Rover's saliva.  Lorna could see spots of dried come that 
matted the silken hairs framing the delicious slit.  She 
wanted to plunge her face into that marvelous valley, taste 
it with her own lips.  But she could not bring herself to do 
it. 

    Slowly and reluctantly getting to her feet, she took the 
two discarded pieces of clothing and dropped them into the 
sink.  Mechanically she sprinkled them with soap powder and 
ran the water.  She had to get away or she would do 
something foolish. 

    "Here, Susie.  You look after this.  I'll go and find 
you something to wear in the meantime." 

    It hurt to tear herself away from that lovely body.  
Maybe if she's dressed, it will be easier, she thought.  Her 
mind did not want to let her give in to her desires.  All 
that had been long ago in the past.  Now she was a married 
woman, respectable housewife.  She should be reprimanding 
Susie, not lusting after her.  But she couldn't stop the 
ache in her loins. 

    As soon as Lorna had hurried away, Rover managed to push 
his way into the bathroom.  Susie was leaning over the sink, 
washing out her clothes.  When she felt the dog's cold nose 
again on her warm flesh, she gasped and leaned over even 
further, thrusting her ass back at him to give him access to 
her slit.  The dog began licking feverishly, sending his 
whole muzzle deep between her ass cheeks, sweeping his rough 
tongue from her pussy to her asshole, slurping up the 
remains of the gallons of come that had been squirted into 
Susie that afternoon.  Susie squirmed her ass and sighed in 
pleasure. 

    When Lorna Reynolds returned with a bathrobe in her 
hand, she stopped outside the open door, hypnotised by the 
shocking sight in front of her.  She couldn't move.  The 
bathrobe dropped from her hand, and that same hand pressed 
tightly against her crotch and began rubbing.  Susie 
suddenly cried out in pleasure.  The dog's licking had 
already pushed her to an orgasm. 

    "Susie!  Rover!  Stop that!  How can you let him do 
that, Susie!  It's horrible, and I won't have it." 

    "What?  Oh, I didn't notice," said Susie, turning to 
face her, letting the older woman take in a full view of her 
naked breasts and pussy.  "But don't be mad at Rover.  he 
was only playing.  I don't mind." 

    Lorna pushed the dog away, even more angrily this time.  
She was aroused and jealous and she was trying desperately 
to fight both feelings.  Seeing the dog with his tongue 
between susie's ass cheeks only made her desires seem that 
much more horrible and animalistic.  Susie was sorry to see 
the dog go.  Not only had his tongue felt so good on her 
pussy, but she had just noticed the long, red cock that had 
appeared beneath his belly.  Even though it looked very 
different from any of the men's organs she had known, it was 
undeniably a cock, and Susie hated the idea of being so 
close to a hard cock that wasn't in her body someplace.  
Since there were always lots of men willing to fuck her, 
susie had never even considered the possibility of animals.  
Now she did and the very idea excited her enormously.  But 
she couldn't very well tell Mrs. Reynolds that she wanted to 
fuck her dog.  Or could she?  Mrs. Reynolds was looking at 
her very strangely. 

    "Here.  My God!  Your whole body is covered with that 
stuff.  How many times did you . . . no, never mind, don't 
answer.  Just let me wash you off." 

    Lorna began to rub at Susie's skin with a wet washcloth.  
Over her breasts and down across her belly to the mound of 
her pussy, then around and over the firm cheeks of her ass, 
then back to her proud young titties. The friction only 
added to Susie's excitement.  She had already been brought 
to the boiling point by the dog.  Now the lady of the house 
was making her boil over.  Suddenly a small orgasm rippled 
through her.  Susie closed her eyes and moaned. 

    When she opened them again, Lorna Reynolds was kneeling 
on the bathroom floor in front of her.  The washcloth lay on 
the floor forgotten.  The older woman's eyes were glazed.  
Slowly she leaned forward and touched her lips to Susie's 
pussy.  Instinctively Susie grasped at her head.  Few of the 
men she had known had done anything like that, and their 
lips were so different that it was another experience 
altogether.  Susie wanted more of it.  Lorna's hands moved 
up to clutch the firm contours of Susie's ass.  She buried 
her face in the young girl's pussy and began madly sucking 
and licking. 

    Over and over again Susie's pussy exploded into orgasm 
under the woman's tongue.  Her legs grew weak, her vision 
blurred.  While Lorna frantically worked at her pussy with 
lips and tongue, Susie sank slowly to the bathroom floor, 
lost in a fog of pleasure such as she had never known 
before.  Then the kissing stopped. 

    Lorna pulled the dazed young girl to her feet and led 
her quickly to the bedroom.  She did not see an eager Rover 
follow them.  Susie lay back on the bed as the older woman 
hurriedly striped off her own clothes.  But while she was 
doing so the dog suddenly leaped up onto the bed.  Without 
thinking, Susie reached out and pulled him over her.  His 
hairy belly rubbed sensuously against hers; his panting jaws 
fell between the twin hills of her titties; his long, red 
cock throbbed against her thigh.  

    "No Susie . . . Rover!  No! No! You can't!" the woman 
cried out. 

    But Susie couldn't stop herself.  Before Lorna's 
horrified and fascinated eyes, she reached down and set the 
dog's hard cock right at the entrance to her cunt.  Despite 
the bizarre position, Rover reacted to the heat of her pussy 
lips on the end of his cock and, with one quick thrust, 
drove his dog prick deep into Susie's cunt.  The girl let 
out a cry of delight and clutched his head to her breasts.  
His cock felt so hot within her it almost burned her pussy.  
It was so different from a man's and so good.  The dog's 
rear end worked away like a jack-hammer, frantically 
pounding his long, thin cock into her as if she were a bitch 
in heat.  Which she was. 

    It was wonderful.  Susie writhed beneath her doggie 
lover, loving the feel of his fur, his claws on her, 
relishing most of all that incredible rapid-fire cock 
plunging into her like no man had ever done.  Lorna could 
only watch.  Never, in her wildest dreams had she imagined 
such a scene.  Her fingers dug into her cunt, already 
leaking the juices of her passion, while her pet ploughed 
his animal cock into the sweet pussy she had just kissed.  
Susie's moans of pleasure drowned out all other sounds until 
the dog suddenly began to yelp and whine strangely.  Susie 
hugged him even closer as she felt his cock jump within her 
and begin to shoot its fierce jets of dog-come into her all-
devouring cunt.  When she felt the knob of his cock swell up 
to gigantic proportions within her, Susie burst into another 
orgasm and blacked out from the overwhelming wave of 
pleasure that flooded over her. 

    When she awoke a few seconds later the dog was gone, 
though her body was still quivering in the after-effects of 
his fucking.  Instead of his fur against her skin she felt 
the warm smooth flesh of Lorna Reynolds.  Susie was so happy 
with her wonderful new experience that she impulsively threw 
her arms around the woman and kissed her lips.  

    Lorna was on fire.  She had never felt so aroused and 
horny.  Passionately she kissed Susie back on the lips, 
plunging her tongue into the surprised young girl's mouth.  
Then she moved her impassioned  lips to the girl's 
tantalizing titties.  In a frenzy of lust she licked and 
kissed those delicious mounds, biting at the nipples that 
shot into sudden erection as Susie felt arousal building in 
her again.  Lorna wanted more than anything to plunge her 
face back into Susie's pussy, but the knowledge that it was 
now running over with dog come both excited her and repelled 
her.  She didn't know what to do so she continued to gorge 
herself on the flesh of Susie's breasts. 

    Susie solved the problem for her.  Twisting around on 
the bed, she rubbed her face against the older woman's 
large, heavy breasts, suckling at the big rubbery nipples as 
she had done at her mother's not too many years before.  
Then she kissed her way down across Lorna's round belly, 
nuzzling at her navel, before unhesitatingly plunging her 
face into the dripping mass of hair between the older 
woman's widespread thighs. 

    Only once before had Susie had sex with a woman, and she 
had liked it very much.  Miss Betterton, her phys-ed 
teacher, had fucked her almost to death with a huge plastic 
cock before asking Susie to suck at her cunt.  While it was 
nothing at all like taking a big fat cock into her mouth, 
Susie had quite happily licked away at the fragrant pussy 
until her teacher was ready to plunge the big dildo into her 
again.  But she had never touched Susie's cunt with her 
mouth--only her hands and the grotesque plastic dildo. 

    Lorna Reynolds did not have a dildo, but she did have an 
active tongue and an overpowering thirst for the juices of 
Susie's pussy.  As soon as Susie's tongue touched her cunt 
lips, she forgot about the dog come and began licking wildly 
at the girl's dripping cunt.  The idea that her dog had just 
fucked that tiny hole, that she was probably sucking up a 
dog's come was so indescribably filthy that it plunged her 
into an erotic trance where every touch of Susie's tongue on 
her pussy sent new shudders of delight through her body.  
Susie slurped happily on the juices that flowed so copiously 
from this housewife's cunt, revelling in the sensation of a 
tongue in her own pussy.  Her delirium was not in the same 
league as that of Lorna Reynolds, however.  Something was 
missing. 

    The woman and the young girl rolled about wildly on the 
bed, heads locked to pussies.  Being smaller and lighter, 
Susie usually ended up on top.  Their first paroxysms had 
been dissolved in a dozen orgasms and they were both now 
quietly kissing each other's pussies, feeling the pressure 
begin to build again.  Only then did Susie become aware of 
something else caressing her skin.  Rover had been eagerly 
licking indiscriminately at their joined and sweaty bodies 
while they rolled about in their passionate frenzy, not 
noticing anything but each other. 

    When Susie lifted her face for a moment from Lorna's 
enveloping cunt, she caught sight of the dog's cock flopping 
again beneath his belly.  She wanted it.  She tried to reach 
it with her mouth but the dog had already moved away.  
Lorna's moans of frustration sent Suzie back to licking 
enthusiastically on the older woman's juicy cunt, but she 
tried at the same time to push her round little ass higher 
in the air and wiggle it to attract the dog's attention. 

    It worked.  Soon the dog was licking at those ripe 
globes, pressing his narrow snout as far into Susie's ass 
crack as he could.  His long tongue sometimes slipped over 
an unheeding Lorna's forehead, sometimes poked at Susie's 
asshole.  Then she felt the sharp prick of the dog's claws 
digging into her skin  as the animal awkwardly tried to 
climb on top of the tangled pile of human bodies.  The white 
cheeks of Susie's ass, raised high in the air, triggered 
some instinctive mechanism in his head and soon he was 
straddling her body, poking at her hips with his hard cock, 
trying to find an opening to plunge it into.  One desperate 
lunge sent his cock skidding down Susie's ass crack and in 
alongside Lorna's nose where it was caught between the older 
woman's face and the cheeks of Susie's ass.  He moved in and 
out of that warm channel for a few strokes before his long 
red prick flopped free again.  Rover continued pumping 
furiously, bouncing his hard prick off Susie's tender ass, 
almost bruising her with the strength of his lunges.  But he 
could not find an opening. 

    Susie moaned in frustration.  The dog couldn't find her 
hole.  Lorna's face completely covered her pussy, and her 
tiny little asshole was too small a target.  Lorna had felt 
the heat of the dog's hard prick as it rubbed against her 
cheek, but she did not know what it was.  She opened her 
dazed eyes and found herself looking directly at the dog's 
balls, as they swung back and forth with his every lunge.  
When she realized what it was, she turned her eyes up and 
watched in horror as the hard red prong pounded the young 
girl's ass.  Now that Lorna had stopped licking, Susie 
wanted the dog's prick more than ever. 

    "Oh help him!  Help him, please, Mrs. Reynolds.  Oh 
please help him put it in me.  Oh I want it so much.  Lick 
me, suck me, too.  Don't stop.  Only help him!  Help me, 
please!" 

    But Lorna could do nothing.  It was too horrible.  She 
closed her eyes and began to suck on Susie's delicious pussy 
again, trying to shut out of her mind the vision of the 
dog's long, red cock.  Susie squirmed against her tongue and 
Rover continued to thrust.  Finally he found the target.  
Susie gasped as the head of the dog's cock pushed suddenly 
against her asshole.  She pushed back against it and it 
popped right inside.  Then, as Rover whined excitedly, his 
furious thrusts drove the entire length of his prick into 
Susie's receptive ass. 

    Every once in a while the dog's balls brushed over 
Lorna's forehead.  She could feel the bristly hair and the 
inhuman heat of his flesh but she tried to pretend it wasn't 
there.  She could feel that Susie had stopped sucking her, 
and she moaned unhappily, but she couldn't stop herself from 
wanting to keep her lips glued to that wonderful young 
pussy, no matter what awful things were happening.  But 
every time she felt the dog's balls rub over her head, she 
shuddered violently and sucked even harder on Susie's pussy 

    Susie had stopped licking because, soon after Rover had 
finally penetrated her ass, she had heard someone else come 
into the room.  She cried out as Rover thrust particularly 
deep into her and opened her eyes.  Ralph Reynolds stood 
there in the doorway in shocked silence, watching the 
obscene trio on the bed.  After the last few weeks, nothing 
Susie did in the realm of sex would have surprised him, but 
he had never imagined the sweet young girl being screwed by 
a large hairy dog.  His dog.  And his wife.  He didn't 
believe it, but his cock did.  It throbbed with sudden 
urgency in his pants.  Susie's lust-dazed eyes were focussed 
right on his crotch and she licked her lips even as the 
tongue in her pussy and the dog cock in her ass drove her to 
another orgasm. 

    Ralph dropped his briefcase and fumbled frantically with 
his zipper.  In a few seconds he was on the bed with them, 
kneeling between his wife's outstretched legs, squatting 
over Susie's face and feeding his hardening cock between her 
lips.  Susie sucked voraciously as he began driving in and 
out of her mouth.  Every thrust pressed Susie's chin against 
Lorna's clitoris, and let his balls slap against his wife's 
cunt lips.  The sight of the dog below him, digging his 
claws desperately into Susie's back as he drove his prick 
into her asshole was incredibly exciting. 

    Ralph Reynolds fucked her throat, Rover was furiously 
pounding his dog-cock into her asshole, and Lorna Reynolds 
was sucking more desperately than ever at her cunt.  It was 
too good to be true, but Susie welcomed them all.  Her body 
convulsed with pleasure.  Her titties dug into Lorna's 
stomach while the woman's larger, softer breasts pressed 
against her.  Rover was shuttling his long hard cock in and 
out of her asshole faster and faster while she sucked avidly 
at the cock buried in her throat. 

    Then Rover barked wildly and his cock jerked deep in 
Susie's ass as he sent sharp jets of come into her for the 
second time.  His swelling cock stretched her asshole 
deliciously, especially when he tried to immediately pull it 
out.  As the dog scrambled from her body, his still 
dribbling cock was dragged over Lorna's face, leaving a 
trail of sticky dog-come on her forehead and in her hair.  
Lorna felt it and shuddered into her own orgasm at the 
thought of what it was.  

    Susie concentrated her efforts on the prick that filled 
her mouth.  Ralph was so aroused by the scene that he 
couldn't hold back.  He grabbed Susie's head and plunged his 
cock as far into her throat as he could, holding it there as 
it throbbed and spurted its load directly into her belly.  
Then he pulled it back and Susie sucked happily on the 
shrinking cockhead until it became too painful for him and 
he had to pull it out.  Rover sat in a corner, licking at 
himself.  The two women were left alone, still entangled in 
their passionate sixty-nine.  With no other distractions 
they both brought each other to yet another orgasm before 
they fell limply apart.  Ralph watched them, lying wearily 
side-by-side on the bed, lazily showering kisses on each 
other's pussies.  But these were kisses of gratitude, not 
passion. 

    When she looked up and saw her husband standing there 
with his limp and dripping cock hanging out of his pants, 
Lorna was shocked and totally confused.  She hadn't even 
known he was there, too lost in Susie's pussy and thoughts 
of the dog to notice the late addition to their games.  A 
pang of jealousy shot through her.  Susie must have sucked 
her husband's cock.  But jealousy was quickly replaced by 
fear.  She had been caught completely naked, sucking the 
cunt of a thirteen-year old girl, sucking dog-come out of 
that cunt.  And she, the responsible adult, had let it all 
happen.  What would her husband say or do?  What could she 
say?  Would she go to jail?  How would she ever live down 
the shame of it all?  And what was worse, would it never 
happen again? 

    Ralph said nothing.  The same sort of thoughts had run 
through his head at first.  Now he had other ideas.  He 
slowly undressed.  Rover sat in his corner and watched.  
Susie's eyes went from husband to wife.  What was going to 
happen?  Whatever it was, she was ready for it. 

    What happened was the following:  Ralph Reynolds sat on 
the bed between the two women.  At his suggestion Susie took 
his cock into her mouth again and began sucking it back to 
life.  Mrs. Reynolds couldn't resist the sight of Susie's 
round white ass in the air and, with her husband's blessing, 
she began sucking, this time at the girl's asshole, 
savouring the viscous liquid that flowed from it.  Before 
Ralph was ready to come he pulled his cock from Susie's 
mouth and pushed his wife away from the girl's ass.  Then he 
knelt behind her and plunged his cock into her cunt, fucking 
her as vigorously as he had that morning over the hood of 
their ancient Ford.  Susie squirmed about until she could 
get her mouth on Lorna's twat, and sucked the wife's pussy 
while the husband reamed her cunt from behind.  When Ralph 
finally spilled his load into her belly, both Susie and 
Lorna were quivering with orgasm. 

    The three of them sat and talked then about what had 
happened.  Lorna was so ashamed she could hardly speak.  She 
didn't even look at the other two as Susie tried to tell her 
that it had all been wonderful and perfectly natural.  
Neither Susie nor Ralph mentioned their meetings in the 
garage--it didn't seem appropriate.  Rover came back 
unnoticed to the bed and suddenly thrust his long tongue 
into Lorna's gleaming pussy.  With a horrified cry she 
pushed the dog away and leaped to her feet.  Susie's 
clothes, she babbled.  She had forgotten all about them.  
Susie started to get up but Lorna insisted on going herself.  
She had to get away from Rover.  She couldn't let herself 
give into such horrible lusts.  

    When she returned a few minutes later, she found Susie 
kneeling on the floor over Rover's body, with his long red 
cock deep in her throat.  Behind her, Ralph was plunging his 
re-invigorated cock into the girl's asshole.  While Lorna 
watched jealously, the dog erupted in Susie's throat and the 
man exploded in her ass.  Susie happily swallowed everything 
they had to give her. 

    Neither man nor dog was capable of more, but Lorna was 
terribly excited again.  She got on her knees and sucked her 
husband's come from Susie's ass while the young girl cleaned 
the man's cock and balls with her questing tongue.  When 
Rover began licking at his mistress's ass, she was too 
overcome with lust to make him stop--or even to want him to 
stop.  Later Susie helped the dog mount a kneeling and 
trembling Lorna and fuck her to a mighty climax while her 
husband fed his limp cock to her voracious lips. 

    Finally it was time for Susie to go.  Mrs. Reynolds 
could only watch in limp exhaustion as Susie slipped into 
her sparkling clean clothes.  Susie kissed the husband and 
wife goodbye, hugged the dog and headed out into the 
twilight, leaving the three of them on the soiled and messy 
bed.  The Reynolds family would never be the same again.  

    She was very late.  Her mother would be worried, then 
angry, Susie knew.  But she didn't mind.  It had been a 
lovely walk home from school.  Even nicer than yesterday 
when she had met that motorcycle gang.  She bounced happily 
into the house. 

    "Hi Mom! I'm home!" 

    "At last!  Where on earth have you been?  You know how I 
worry when you're late.  And you've missed supper." 

    "Oh, I just stopped to talk to some people.  And I 
played with the Reynolds' dog.  Nothing special.  Don't 
bother about supper, I'm not really hungry.  I had some hot-
dogs to eat." 

    "Nothing special?  You've been coming home later and 
later the past few months.  I don't know what's gotten into 
you lately." 

    Susie laughed and her father looked pained.  She knew 
exactly what had got into her and it had been great.  But 
tomorrow was another day.  She could hardly wait. 


                      The End 

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