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Brenda's Lust Fulfilled
CHAPTER 1On her wedding day Brenda stood looking at herself in the mirror. Too bad I can't wear white, she thought. At the moment she was wearing nothing at all. Later there would be a fashionable blue suit, but now she wanted to examine her body, to see what her fiancee, Hal Davis, would see later on.She was a tall girl, five-feet-eight, and superbly built. She didn't have to convince herself of that. The whistles and stares she always got on the streets were evidence enough. If she needed more proof, it was there before her eyes.The full-length mirror showed her long shapely legs, her gently rounded hips and butt, her tiny waist, and a firm jutting pair of 40-D tits. Brenda ran her hands up and down her body, feeling the silky skin, touching the little light brown nipples of her large pointed breasts.She was satisfied. There were no wrinkles or blemishes anywhere. Even her small dainty mons was attractive, a little triangle of tight brown curls. For a woman of thirty, she was in excellent shape.She tossed her long gleaming brown hair and studied her face-dark slanting eyes with heavy natural lashes, turned-up nose, full sensual mouth. She smiled contentedly. No one would guess she was thirty or that she was the mother of a teenage girl.She figured Hal Davis would not be disappointed. She certainly hoped not. She'd been waiting a long time, ten years, for a good husband and a good stepfather for Debby. This marriage just had to work out....Brenda had been married once before, when she was eighteen, to a handsome brutal punk named Billy. She could remember vividly how Billy made her hot and helpless with lust. That was how she got her daughter, Debby, from jumping into bed with Billy so eagerly that she forgot to take precautions. But Billy also beat her whenever he was drinking, which was most of the time.Brenda left him and supported herself and Debby by working as a cocktail waitress. It was the only work she knew, and it wasn't a glamour job like some people thought. It meant hours on her feet, fending off obnoxious drunks, making slave wages. It had been that way for ten years, till she met Hal.As Brenda dressed, she thought of Hal with a mixture of longing and nervousness. At forty he was a very attractive man, tall, muscular, with thick black hair greying at the temples. He made a good living in the sales department of a well-known company. He was bright, fun, and charming. But she hardly knew him.In fact they'd only known each other a month. Something clicked between them the first time she served him a drink at the club, and they'd dated ever since. Brenda had refused to go to bed with him, though, hoping for a marriage proposal. She got it-but now she wondered if she'd made a mistake.What if Hal was no good in the sack? Maybe she should have tested him first. It would be a disaster if he couldn't satisfy her sexually....Those ten years between marriages had been rough in more ways than one. Ten years without steady sex had been almost more than Brenda could bear. She and Billy had done it two or three times a day, till she needed a steady diet. Then-nothing. A few times, when she couldn't stand the horny longing any more, she'd brought men home, but not often. She needed more than a few pick-ups. She needed a lover who could satisfy her at least once a day.Brenda sighed loudly. She felt hot wetness in the crotch of her panties, just thinking about sex. God, she needed a man ... But would her new husband be the man she needed?Idiot, she thought, you should have fucked him first....Well, it was too late now. In half an hour she'd be marrying Hal, and then she'd find out if she'd made a mistake.There was a knock at her bedroom door."Come in," said Brenda.The door opened, and her eighteen-year-old daughter stepped into the room, smiling. "Hi, Mom," said Debby. "I just came to see if you needed help getting dressed."Brenda felt a wave of love for her pretty little daughter. Debby looked just like her, except of course that her figure was still developing-and she had Billy's big green eyes, not Brenda's dark brown slanted eyes.Debby was half a child, half a woman, still only five feet tall, her body slim like a boy's, her tiny breasts just the size of lemons. She wore her brown hair short and curly. She was a pretty little thing, and soon she'd be a beautiful young woman."Why, thank you, darling," said Brenda. "You can help me do my hair."Brenda put on the neat blue suit she'd chosen to be married in, then sat down at her dresser. Debby picked up the brush and began brushing her mother's long gleaming brown hair."You look so pretty, Mom," she said."Thank you, Debby," said Brenda. "I just hope I'm doing the right thing. Most of all, I hope Hal will be a good father for you.""Oh, he will be," Debby said earnestly. "I really like him a lot, Mom. He's a nice guy."Brenda sighed with relief. At least things would be good for Debby, even if Hal proved to be a bad lover. Debby was more important to her than anything....Somehow the time passed, and she and Hal were married in a brief simple ceremony at city hall. They left Debby with Brenda's mother and set off for their honeymoon at Hal's beach cabin. Alone with Hal in his little red sports car, Brenda felt her nervousness returning.She'd taken care of her financial future. Hal was well fixed, and she'd given thirty days' notice at the club. She'd never have to work again. And Debby was assured of a good father. Hal was good to her, and the girl was fond of him. There was just one big question in Brenda's mind-could Hal take care of her in bed?She'd know very soon. It was only an hour's drive to the cabin.Hal, at the wheel, glanced over at her. "Hey," he said, "you're awfully quiet. If you've changed your mind, we can run back to L.A. and get a divorce."Brenda laughed. "Not on your life, mister. I worked too hard to bag you. It's, nothing really, Hal. It's just that we really haven't known each other that long. It's kind of scary."He cast her a sympathetic look. "I'll never lay a hand on you, Brenda. I'm not Billy," he said. "You don't have to worry about that."She leaned over and kissed his tan leathery cheek. "You're a darling," she said, "and I'm being silly."Of course she couldn't tell him what was really bothering her. She couldn't just say, "Hal, are you any good in bed?"As they drove down the coast, she studied her new husband. He was outrageously handsome, his body ideally masculine-broad shoulders, muscular arms and legs, small neat hips and ass. His face was rugged but sexy, his eyes piercing and dark blue. She was damned lucky to have a man like him.It'll be all right, she told herself nervously, it'll be fine....They reached the cabin just as the sun was going down. It wasn't large, just one big spacious room with a kitchenette and a fireplace and a king-size bed. Brenda looked nervously at the bed."Do you want something to eat before we-uh, before we-" she said, stammering.Hal laughed. "No, I'm not hungry," he said, "except for you." His dark blue eyes seemed to undress her. "Let's just have a glass of champagne, then hit the sack.""All right, Hal," she said timidly.He opened the champagne and poured two glasses. Brenda almost gulped hers and held out her glass for more. Plenty of champagne on an empty stomach might help cure her jitters."I hope you don't think I'm rushing you," Hal said, "but I've been waiting a month for this, ever since the moment I saw you." He reached out and gently fondled her large soft breasts through her blouse. His voice got husky. "I want you so damned badly, Brenda."She blushed. "I know, darling," she said. "I want you, too. It's all right."Was it? She should have been hotly horny by now, aching for him. She, too, had wanted him the moment they met. She'd been dreaming of their first lovemaking. Only now she was scared, fearing it would be a disaster. Her cunt was dry and tight."Then let's go to bed," said Hal, tossing off the last of his champagne. "I don't think I can wait another second."Brenda couldn't stop blushing as they undressed. She felt like a virgin again. They were seeing each other naked for the first time, and they gawked at each other like curious children.Hal's body was even more attractive than she'd dreamed. He was deeply tanned and muscular and trim all over. His chest was thickly matted with black and grey hairs. And his cock....She blushed even deeper as she looked at his cock for the first time. Many nights she'd lain awake wondering if he was well hung. Her doubts were gone now. He was hung like a horse.Even in its semi-limp state, Hal's long rosy prick was impressive. It dangled heavily from a thick nest of salt-and-pepper curls, the circumcised head thick and purple. His balls were large and swollen, dull red in color. For the first time that day, Brenda felt a jolt of sexual excitement. He was built, all right-and she prayed he knew how to use it.Hal ogled her as eagerly as she studied him, his eyes jumping back and forth between her huge thrusting creamy breasts and the neat little furry triangle of her mons. He took in her tall lush figure with undisguised delight."You're beautiful, Brenda," he said. "I'm a helluva lucky guy."He drew her onto the bed, not bothering to turn down the covers. His hands slipped over her warm silky tits, caressing and molding. He rubbed her light brown nipples with his thumbs, coaxing the little soft nubs into hard erection, sending little shivers of pleasure through her body.Brenda sighed and ran her hands up and down his hard tan body. The champagne was getting to her, and she was more relaxed. Hal's touch was expert, light but sensual, and she felt herself getting rapidly turned on. Quickly she calculated how long it was since she'd been to bed with a man. Almost six months-that was too damned long. She was overdue for a long hard fuck. She prayed her new husband could give it to her.Hal chuckled softly. "I always wondered if your tits were padded," he said. "I couldn't believe they were for real. I mean, a beautiful girl plus a huge pair of knockers-too fuckin' much. But now I see you weren't faking."Brenda pretended to be pouting. "Well," she said, "I like THAT! I'll have you know, sir, that I wondered about you, too.""Oh?" said Hal, grinning. "What did you wonder about?" by way of answer, Brenda slipped her hand into his crotch and gently rubbed his half-limp prick."Uhhuh," said Hal, his grin broadening. "Well, now you see the real thing. What do you think?"Brenda looked down at the big rosy sausage that throbbed warmly under her fingers. "It looks good to me," she said huskily. "But I haven't tested it yet."Hal quivered hornily at her words. His prick began to twitch under her hand, and then before her widening eyes it rose into taut stiffness. Brenda watched it hungrily, watched it grow long and hard and thick, the dark red glans getting huge and fat. Christ, he was a good eight inches long, a dream prick. Again she prayed he'd know how to use it....His rising cock pushed her hand upward, the big knobby purple glans nuzzling her palm. She felt a drop of juice spurting out of the dark slit mouth, wetting her hand. She smeared it over his silky hard glans, rubbing his cock into full erection.Hal sighed loudly. "Baby," he said hoarsely, "you are gonna get so well fucked, you won't walk for a week."I hope so, thought Brenda.She snuggled down lower on the bed and stuck out her little pink tongue. Mischievously, lightly, she began to lick the big purple head of Hal's cock. She did it partly because it turned her on, and partly because she wanted to delay. Once he began fucking her, she'd know right away if she'd made a mistake. She wasn't in a hurry to find out."Ohhh, baby," Hal said, "that's nice...."She licked in feathery little wet strokes up and down the long hard stalk of his prick, tasting his light salty juice, enjoying the silky taut texture of his flesh. She ran her tongue lower, onto his hot swollen nuts, and tickled them with the wriggling tip of her tongue."Awwwwww, Christ," Hal said, moaning.Brenda was glad to please him. She'd never actually blown anybody before, but she liked to lick and taste. She kept it up, bathing his cock and balls with her saliva, making Hal moan and sigh. Then she felt his hand sneaking between her legs.He cupped and pressed the puffy curls of her mons, and then he worked a stiff finger inside the plump lips and touched the little red bump of her clitoris. Brenda flinched with sudden pleasure. She loved to be touched on her little joy button. Hal began to rub and tickle it with his fingertip, and hot pleasure melted her belly."Ohhh, darling, yes," she said, "touch me there...."Hal obeyed, running his fingertip briskly around the highly sensitive shaft of her little red clit. She began to cream heavily and helplessly, gushes of steamy juice pumping from her cunt to wet his finger. She moaned and rubbed her horny little pussy against his hand, seeking more friction.Meanwhile she went on licking his swollen rosy cock, and his juice bubbled out steadily. She lapped it up and swallowed it, enjoying the taste. She thought briefly about taking his cock in her mouth, sucking it, but the idea repulsed her. She'd never been tempted to do that. Instead she went on licking and kissing his wonderfully long thick prick.'very soon now it would be in her. She thought about that, and her aroused twat gushed another flood of steamy juice onto Hal's hand. It had been so long since she'd been laid. She needed it desperately.Hal's finger crept into her steamy little cunt, inching slowly upward, probing and exploring the silky wet passage. Brenda shivered with pleasure."Oooooo," she moaned, "yessssss...."In her excitement she wriggled her wet little tongue tip into the slitted mouth of his glans, burrowing deep, reaming out his tasty juice. Hal groaned."Baby," he said huskily, "that's great-but if you keep it up another second, I'm gonna cum. You better get it while it's hard."The moment had come. There was no more delaying. Hal rolled her over onto her back and gently but eagerly parted her long lovely legs. He was about to fuck her, about to let her know what kind of man she'd married....He glanced for a moment at her exposed pussy. With her legs wide apart like that, he could see everything. Brenda knew she had a pretty slit. Others had told her so. It was narrow, scarlet, and delicately fringed with fine brown hairs. She needn't worry about repulsing him. Still she blushed.It was crazy. She was thirty years old, the mother of a teenager, and she must have fucked at least a dozen different men in her life-but she felt like this was the first time. She trembled with nervousness.Hal noticed it, noticed her staring anxiously at the heavy hard pole of his dick which weaved lewdly in his lap. The huge purple head was aimed menacingly at her little shadowed cunt mouth, dripping big blobs of juice."Hey, take it easy, sweetheart," he said soothingly. "It's not THAT big...."Brenda managed a nervous smile. Then Hal was letting himself down on her, flattening her big thrusting tits with his hard chest. She felt the enormous rock-hard head of his cock pressing tightly into her narrow cunt mouth. It felt huge and thick as it went into her."OOOOOO," she moaned.It was a cry of delight. That huge thick pole felt so damned good inside her. She hadn't realized how starved she'd been for sex, how much she needed it. She dug her nails into Hal's shoulders and wrapped her long legs around his waist, forcing his thick meat even deeper into her seething eager cunt."Ohhh, Hal, YES," she gasped, "yes, FUCK MEEEEEE....""You bet I will," he said.In his eagerness he couldn't be slow or tender. Her silky wet cunt was deliciously tight, and clinging, fiery hot around his swollen dick. He began to bang her in deep hard strokes, with almost savage speed. Their bellies smacked loudly together."Yes, YES," Brenda wailed, clinging to him. "Oh, God, Hal, that's GOOD...."In another moment she was cumming, her body wracked with violent pleasure-and her doubts were gone. She'd married the right man. He was everything she wanted-rich, handsome, bright, and a fantastic lay. She couldn't have been happier.Hal held off his own climax, bringing her off several more times before he came. Brenda, lost in her ecstasy, didn't notice that he was studying her almost clinically. He watched her body, her expression, her movements.He decided he'd made an excellent choice. Once he'd been married to a dowdy fat woman who was like a corpse in bed. He didn't want to make that mistake again. He wanted a beautiful sexy chick who loved to fuck. He'd looked a long time before picking Brenda.She'd make a fine wife-a pleasure to look at, a pleasure to ball-but she wouldn't be his only woman. Hal Davis had never confined himself to one woman. The world was full of pretty girls to seduce.For instance, Brenda's daughter, Debby, was a very attractive little chick....CHAPTER 2Three days later Hal and Brenda came home to the new house in suburbs which Hal had bought especially for his new wife. They stopped to pick up Debby and take her with them.When Hal saw Debby again, he felt ashamed of himself for having sexual thoughts about her. He hadn't really paid too much attention to the kid before and had somehow imagined she was older. Now he realized she was hardly more than a child. He put her out of his thoughts.Hal wasn't out of Debby's thoughts, however. Debby already had a big crush on her new stepfather. She thought Hal was the most attractive and exciting man she'd ever seen. When she grew up, she wanted to marry someone just like him.They got to the new house in late afternoon, and Brenda went right to the kitchen to start making dinner. Hal brought in the luggage and then said to Debby."Well, young lady, how about a tour of your new home?""Super," said Debby.He took her through the lavishly furnished ranch house, where she was to have her own room, not to mention a sauna, a tennis court, and a swimming pool. Debby was dazzled by it all. She and her mother had always been poor, living in cramped apartments. Suddenly, thanks to Hal, they were rich. Debby looked adoringly at her handsome new father. In her eyes, he could do no wrong."How about a swim before dinner?" Hal said."Great," said Debby. "I'll change into my suit and meet you at the pool."Debby hurried to her room and dumped over her suitcase in her eagerness to find her swimming suit. It was brand new, a gift from Hal, and she hadn't even tried it on yet. When she took it out of the suitcase, it seemed awfully tiny, but she supposed that bikinis were all like that.Debby quickly stripped off her jeans and shirt and sneakers and kicked them into an untidy pile. She'd clean her room later. She glanced at herself in the full-length mirror and sighed. WHEN was she going to grow up?Having Brenda for a mother wasn't always easy. Brenda was beautiful-and stacked. Debby looked in the mirror at her own adolescent body and felt like a skinny little kid compared to her mother. Her young body was just slightly curved, just emerging from childhood. Compared to Brenda, she had no tits at all.Debby stepped closer and looked critically at her newly developed breasts. They were the size of lemons, ridiculous little points of flesh capped with tiny pink nipples. She didn't even need a bra yet. She sighed and tapped her foot impatiently, as if waiting for her tiny boobs to grow.She glanced lower and sighed again. Brenda sometimes went naked around the house, and Debby knew her mother had a luxuriant brown bush of curls at the base of her belly. Debby had nothing at all, just some faint golden down. Her plump little mons lips were hairless and naked, like a ripe peach. She wondered how long it would be before she truly became a woman.Well, perhaps the new bikini would make her look more grown up. She got into the tiny blue suit, looked at herself in the mirror again, and blushed. It hardly covered anything. The panties were so small that most of her butt showed, and she could almost see the beginning of the shadowy slit between her mons lips. The bra barely covered her little pink nipples.Oh, well, she thought wistfully, I don't have anything to cover up anyway....Debby went out to the pool, wondering if she'd grow up to be beautiful like her mother and attract men like Hal....Hal was waiting for her, wearing a skimpy pair of black trunks. He'd been in the water already, and the tight suit clung to him, boldly outlining his cock and balls. Debby found herself gawking at the big bulge of her stepfather's crotch.