Chapter3 can I suck ur cock sir?

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.