“Yeh. I came over to see you, but you’d gone shopping with your mother. I was kinda drunk and we got to necking. I was playing with her pussy and she was pulling on my dong.”
“Why didn’t you fuck her?”
“Because I couldn’t hold off. I came all over her arm. She giggled and licked it off.”
Beth was hunching rapidly. She had her legs up around Andy’s back. “Jesus, you sonofabitch, you dirty sonofabitch. I’m getting close. Slow down– make it last a little longer. Tell me about the first time.”
“Well, it was after I’d brought you home from a date. Some guy dropped her off just as I was getting in my car. She came over and got in. She’d been drinking. I chewed her ass out for drinking so young. She just sat and giggled. She wanted to sit in the car with me and sober up a little, said she couldn’t go in the house in that condition. I tried to keep her away, but the little minx was all over me.”
“She wasn’t a virgin?”
“Not by a long shot. She told me the boy who had brought her home had fucked her in his car. She said she was naked under her jeans and promptly took them off to prove it. Christ, honey I’m only human, and when she pulled her blouse off, too, and just sat there stark naked with her legs spread apart… shit, I just couldn’t keep my hands off her.”
Beth’s legs had fallen from his back and she was writhing against him. “Keep talking, keep fucking, I’m… oh fuck, I’m coming. It feels so good. Don’t cum yet, keep fucking!”
“Stay loose, honey,” Andy said, “I’m not even close. Talking distracts my coming, even if it is about sex, and don’t forget I came not too long ago. In your sister’s mouth.”
He fucked steadily, drawing in and out with long, slow strokes. She was sloppy wet and his cock moved easily. It felt good to fuck her with such abandon.
“Anyway, I sat there staring at her and before I knew it we were kissing and I had my hand between her legs. Her cunt was snug but I got two fingers in. We tongue kissed for a while and then I moved down to her nipples. I didn’t go down any further, though. Today was the first time for that. While I sucked her tits and finger fucked her, she took my cock out, and started masturbating me. God, it felt so damn good I just fell back in the seat and let her pull on my prong. I came so fucking quick. She cupped her hand and caught my jizz as it spurted out, and then leaned back and licked it out of her palm. She said she likes eating a man’s goo. She sucked her first cock when she was twelve, been doing it ever since.”
“I always knew she was boy crazy, but…” Beth moaned.
“She told me she lost her cherry when she was just thirteen. She likes to fuck.”
“You sure you haven’t fucked her?”
“I said I hadn’t. I wasn’t lying.”
Beth almost wished he had. Strangely, she wanted to watch him plug her, tried to imagine what it would be like to sit and watch while he screwed her baby sister. She knew she wouldn’t feel this way later, knew it was just caused from the heat of his fat cock shoved up inside her cunt. She started to move again.
“I think I can make it again if you can hold out,” she said.
“I’m getting close myself, but I’ll try.”
They both were close and breathing hard. She brought her knees up again and squeezed with her thighs to hold him in tight and felt it start. She gasped from the pleasure. It was better even than the first one.
Andy knew she was coming and let go. He could feel the stuff coming out of the end of his prick. It felt so good.
“Let me up, this fucking table is breaking my back,” she said after they had caught their breath.
Andy got off and she slid from the table. She leaned back with her legs apart and felt the goo leaking down her thighs.
“God, that was good, Andy. I think that last time was the hardest cum I ever had.”
“We were both pretty stimulated.”
“Yeh,” she said. “But don’t fuck around with my little sister anymore. Okay?”
“Okay,” he said.
“Just fuck around with me. Let’s have another drink.”
CHAPTER THREE
Molly Burns was a very attractive woman. Her tits were quite large, their dark nipples plainly visible through the sheer blouse.
She danced very close to the man, flattening her big tits against his chest. He unzipped the back of her pants and slid his hand inside.
“You really turn me on, Molly,” he said, and kissed her wetly.
Doc Burns stood several feet away, talking on the telephone. “That’s right, Beth, my briefcase,” Doc said. “It’s in the top drawer of the file cabinet. You know where the keys are. Yeh, bring it right over to the house. Of course, you’ll have to lock the office. No, Evelyn won’t be back any more today, said she had a headache and was going home. Okay, I’ll see you in a few minutes.” He hung up the phone.
A bald, heavyset man sat in a huge overstuffed chair. Evelyn sat on the arm of the chair. She was minus her blouse and bra and swayed back and forth, her erected nippes grazing the fat man’s cheek. She had gorgeous tits, smooth and white, and they were huge. Evelyn was very proud of her tits.
“Suck it on the end, honey. Yeh, like that. Oooh, that makes me so hot, makes me do anything you want,” Evelyn said.
“Anything?” the fat man said.
“Anything,” Evelyn said.
He had his hand under her short skirt. She slid off the arm into his lap, her legs open.
Another man, older than the others, sat on the couch watching.
“My secretary is bringing the papers right over, I don’t know how I forgot them. Would you like another drink?” Doc said.
“Yeh,” RJ said, “and get another for the girls. They aren’t drunk enough.”
Doc went to the bar and clunked the ice into the glasses. He glanced at his wife dancing with the tall man. She had both arms around the man’s neck. He had both hands in the back of her pants. He was getting a good feel of her ass while he pressed her against his groin. They were still kissing. Then he looked at Evelyn. The fat slob had her panties off and was holding up her skirt for the old man to see. She had a knockout of a cunt, too. The lips were long and fat and pouted for a prick. The hair was blond and curly and soft like spun silk.
He delivered the drinks and then sat on the couch beside RJ. He was an old man, but his cock bulged hard against his pants.
“How are you making out with the Arab?” RJ said.
“Slow,” Doc said. “He’s definitely interested, but still holding tight to his dough. I’ve gotta come up with something to soften him up.”
Beth climbed from her VW, Doc’s briefcase in hand. She thought it was stupid to lock up the office just to bring him his briefcase. No, it was stupid of him to forget it. And that lazy Evelyn, shit, she was gone half the time. She went to the front door and rang the bell.
Molly answered the door. “Hi, Beth, step in,” she said.
Beth was surprised at Molly’s appearance. She had a drink in her hand, her hair was mussed, her lipstick smudged, her slacks a size too tight, and her blouse transparent. She’d never seen Molly in a see-through blouse and no bra before. She was usually so chic.
Before Beth could answer, Doc stepped into the hall. He came over and took the briefcase.
Another man, one whom Beth had seen in the office several times, stuck his head into the hall. “Hey, Molly, get back in here. I’m lonesome.”
“I’m on my way, honey,” she said, and hustled down the hall. “Bye, Beth,” she called over her shoulder.
Beth noticed Molly’s zipper was all the way down, the crack of her ass visible through her tiny panties.
“Some business meeting,” Beth said.
