She reached between his legs and found his balls and began to knead them softly, gently, urging his come. He sucked air into his lungs loudly, like he was struggling hard. She would have smiled if her mouth wasn't so full of him. He'd grabbed one of her tits now and was mashing at it furiously, kneading the tender flesh as though he'd gone crazy with Ms need for her.
He moved so suddenly she couldn't stop him, He flung himself back, pulling her head up and forcing her to let go of his cock. Then he shoved her, rolling her sideways and climbing over her and coming between her outspread legs. He was panting and heaving for breath, his lips pulled back in a grimace, baring his teeth.
'Open it.'
She watched him, her legs spread, as he aimed his hard penis to its target. His flesh was hot, burning hers, shoving roughly past her cunt hair and dragging some of it along in the path of the driving tool. He had his hands on her, spreading her labia and fingering her clitoris as he slammed his prick into her cunt. Her heat was building to match his, and he was eager in her, humping hard. He leaned forward, holding his weight with his hands near his shoulders, his face over hers, his eyes glazed with lust.
He felt the hot tunnel close around him. There was no cool water to dilute his flaming desire this time. Her cunt was slippery and hot, slick with the excitement he'd helped her gain with his foreplay. Her pussy wrapped around him, loving him and eating him up. He was all the way in,.jamming his length into the depths of her cunt, feeling the thick walls of muscle hug him and bathe him in hot joy juice. His cock head stabbed repeatedly into the hot pulpy wall of the little hole, the kid cunt that he'd discovered was so damned fucking exciting.
'Uuummm, yeah, oh God, yeah… ' Her eyes were bright and she was. moving with him now, riding his beat and matching his tempo. Her knees were tight at his hips, hoping her to him and keeping them hard together.
'Fuck me, fuck me!'
Her fingers clawed at his flesh but he didn't feel them. He was too far gone. His whole being was straining with the orgasm that pounded for release.
'Here it comes, kid, here it comes!' His hot sperm spurted, pouring into the hugging hole and burning his flesh as it smeared all over his cock. He drove into her like a madman, spilling his come and feeling it ooze out and dribble between her legs and mat his pubic hair and hers. He couldn't stop. It was too good, too complete. His breath was a hot stabbing pain in his chest, his vision was blurred. He no longer saw her features, only the pale golden blur of her face and the bouncing tits beneath him.
When he finally slowed, totally drained, he fell atop her and panted for breath. She clamped her legs and arms around him and held him tight.
He struggled back to consciousness, wondering how long he had been lying with her like this. She was still hot against his skin, and her pussy was soaked and dribbling but she didn't gush him away. With great effort, he finally moved and let his cock slip out of her. It slapped limply against his balls, one tired organ. He fell back on the bed and sighed.
She cuddled into his arm, putting her lips to his cheek and kissing him lightly. He turned to look at her.
She smiled. 'Was it good?'
'You crazy? You know it was!'
She wrinkled her face in grimace. 'Me too. God, I came like crazy, right down to my toes.'
'You're a wild little number.'
She laughed. 'You didn't mind a couple of minutes ago.'
'This is absolutely crazy, you know that, don't you?' Some of his reason was returning.
She made another face. 'Why? You said you liked it. So why is it crazy?' She threw one leg over his body, letting her warm thigh caress his crotch and rub in the sticky hair.
'Come on now, you know what I'm talking about. You're smart enough to understand.'
She put a finger to his lips and shushed him, lifting her head and listening.
A sound? He sat up, panic filling him. It was a car door slamming.
'Holy Christ!'
She was already off the bed, running for the door and snatching up the beach towel she'd dropped. 'Start the shower running,' she told him. No one will wonder why you don't come out then!'
'What about you!?' He could seethe thick sludge of his come and her cunt juice running between her thighs. She dabbed at it with the towel.
'Don't worry, I'll be all right. I'll tell them you wanted to clean up after your trip.'
She was gone then, pulling the door shut behind her and running swiftly down the hall toward her own room.
Jeff forced himself to move, running into the blue and purple bathroom and reaching to turn on the water taps in the tiled shower. He remembered the door, and he ran back to lock it. He listened for a second but there was no sound in the hall on the other side. Had she gotten to her room before whoever it was came in downstairs? Would anyone -be able to look up the stairs and.see her? He was sweating and he felt cold suddenly. Suppose someone had already entered the house and was on hand to see the naked, disheveled girl run from his bedroom? God!
Under the shower, he closed his eyes and stood for a long time letting the needle spray wash over him. He'd played a dangerous game, and it had to come to an abrupt halt. He was trapped now, if that was Edythe who'd just come home. There'd be no way of running out and he knew she wouldn't accept any hastily concocted story about his leaving so soon after he arrived. He'd have to stay, a couple of days at least; but one thing sure, he had to stay away from that crazy kid! He'd wind up with more problems than he could handle if he didn't.
He grabbed the soap and began to lather his body.
Chapter 4
Sally ducked into her bedroom and made straight for the bathroom. She had to get herself cleaned up before she saw anyone. Who the hell was back,at this hour? Everyone had said they had plans for the entire day. Jeez, suppose it had been a few minutes sooner? They could have been caught right in the middle of humping! Of course, she'd locked the door so no one could have gotten in, but it would be enough to stand outside and listen to those sounds of joy. Sally knew she'd been making plenty of them!
She scrubbed at her vagina with a washcloth, not daring to take time to shower lest it raise some suspicion. She grabbed a swim suit from her dresser and pulled it on, then hurried downstairs.
Her mother was in the rumpus room, a tall cool drink in her hand. 'Hi, darling, going swimming?'
'Yeah. How come you're home so early? I thought you were gone for the day?'
Edythe shrugged. 'Change of plans.'
She said it with a trace of annoyance, and Sally wondered if her boyfriend had stood her up. Sally was positive her mother was fooling around with some young guy. Not that it mattered. God knew daddy had been doing it for years; and Mr. and Mrs. Larry Sommerfield no longer slept in the same bedroom. They got together once in awhile for fun and games, but they seemed to enjoy extra bed activities more than each other. Sally knew that for a fact.
'Uncle Jeff arrived.'
'Oh! So that's whose car it is. Where is he?'
'Upstairs. I heard the shower. Maybe he'll go swimming with me.'
Edythe shrugged. 'Run along darling.'
Sally exited quickly, spotting her halter and shorts on the ground and quickly ducking them under the chair cushion. Had mom seen them? Probably not; she'd barely had time to fix herself that drink before.Sally got down. Even if she had noticed, she wouldn't have realized what the garments were or figured out why they might be there.
Sally dove into the pool and swam a couple of quick laps, then pulled herself up and lay hi the sun again. Her heart was pounding, and not from the exercise, at least not the exercise she'd just had hi the pool. She closed her eyes and stared at the red of her lids, thinking about him. Mmm, what a hunk of man! She had the feeling maybe they'd play lots of fun games together.
Thinking about the feel of that big prick in her gave her goosebumps. She did prefer older men, just like
