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.