His face was serious. 'I've been thinking.' He picked up his drink and took a sip. 'If you're enrolled at Greenwood Manor, won't they expect you back there tonight?'
Now, why did he have to bring that up, Penny wondered. Couldn't he just forget about the school bit so that they could enjoy each other here, alone in this wonderful house?
Penny decided that a little he applied at the right time would forestall the need for a big he later on.
She said, 'During the week's vacation we're allowed to do what we want to do, and to go wherever we choose. After all, what are vacations for? Isn't that why you came here on your vacation-to go and to do what you really wanted?'
'Yeah.'
'Sure, that's it.' Penny walked out of the kitchen. 'I'll find something to put on for dinner.'
Brad's mouth opened as though to speak, then closed again. He wanted to ask Penny not to mess up the clothes in Betty Warren's closets. Then Brad decided to forget about it. After three drinks he felt a lot better now.
He poured himself another jolt from the bottle, enjoying his feeling of warmth and relaxation. What did it matter that Penny might have lied to him, trying to convince him that she didn't have to go back to the school tonight? He didn't want Penny to leave him. He'd already remembered the loneliness and boredom he'd felt shortly after he'd arrived at the Warren house.
While Brad stood at the sideboard and sipped his drink he began to grin, thinking about his luck. What more could he ask for on his vacation? A comfortable house hidden away in the country, plenty of food and booze, and a horny blonde teenager that loved to screw. Any man, given the same opportunity, would be a fool not to take advantage of everything.
'Is this all right for dinner?' Penny asked.
He turned around and caught sight of her standing in the doorway. She'd found and slipped into one of Betty Warren's shortie nightgowns. Through its black sheerness Penny's naked body had taken on a dusky hue. The luscious tits jutting outward against the silk resembled a pair of huge chocolate cones. There was a shadow at the juncture of her thighs, then her sexy, mounded cunt and thatch appeared tawny.
Brad stared hungrily at her while the heat and lust steeled his cock. It began to swell and twitch, thickening and lengthening under the folds of his towel. When his throbbing cockhead began to shove out of the towel he loosened the knot at his hips, and let the towel drop to the kitchen floor.
His cock stuck out from his crotch like a gorged mast. His flared cockhead bobbed up and down, moved by the rhythm of his pulse.
Penny squealed. 'I can see that black turns you on!'
'Yeah.' He nodded vaguely as he walked towards her. 'You guessed it-I've got a thing about black.' He placed his cupped hands over her jutting tits. Slowly he spasmed his fingers, their tips gently massaged the hard mounds. The silk's soft sheerness, heated by her tits and rubbing sensually against his palms, was an erotic experience. Ecstasy crackled through his groin and then prickled up his spine.
Penny's hands had already gone to his crotch. While the fingernails of one hand lightly scraped and tickled the skin just inside his right hip, the other hand closed around his throbbing shaft. Sensually her hand moved up and down. She pulled the sensitive skin upwards on his staff, then drew it back down again so that his cockhead flared out like an opening umbrella.
'Black!' Penny panted. 'Pretend-pretend I'm a black girl, Brad-while you fuck me.'
His hands slipped away from her thrusting tits and moved down the sides of her swaying body. Under his moist palms he pushed the black sheerness tightly against her skin. Her nipples resembled black olives under the silk. In fact, her entire body had miraculously darkened and become even more seductive. It would require little imagination to pretend that she was black while he fucked her.
'That's what I want, Penny. I have to fuck you-while you're wearing the black nightie.' He picked her up and carried her hot, wriggling body into the front room. He put her down, and the moment her feet settled onto the rug he sat down on the edge of the couch.
His voice was raspy. 'Get on top-that's what I want.' He swung his legs up and stretched out on his back. 'Come on-let's fuck!'
'Yes, yes,' Penny agreed.
Her legs brushed against his as she crawled on top of him. With her knees positioned at the sides of his legs her thighs formed a luscious angle above him. Her hot fingers tubed around his throbbing erection and pulled back on it so that the rigid mast stood straight up from his groin.
'In it goes, Brad,' she whispered excitedly.
'I'm ready.' His hands firmed against the sides of her body, pulling the black silk tightly against her skin so that she appeared dark and lusty. He felt his shaft quiver in the gentle grip of her fingers. 'I've been ready ever since you put that on.'
His buttocks twitched and his hips began to rock. In the dim light of the front room Penny resembled a dark and savage girl crouched above him. Her tits were dusky, the gorged nipples like ebony marbles.
'Your cock's so big and hard,' Penny marveled, 'and my cunt's so soft and tiny. Look at it, Brad. Watch your big cock, going into my little pussy!'
His chin rested on his chest as he looked downward. His hands held the black sheerness tightly to her body just above the waist; but as Penny leaned slightly forward the hem of the black nightie draped straight down, like a filmy veil.
Peering through it he noted that her delicious pussy appeared dark, erotic, and seductive. Penny began to lower herself. Carefully she guided the flared tip of his cock towards the lowering target. Brad groaned raggedly. Watching through the black veil, his cock now appeared to be an ebony stump about to penetrate her nearing pussy.
His ecstatic gasp matched Penny's lusty moan as the moisture laden cockhead pressured against the clotted entrance to her cunt. The rim of his cock, black and huge, shoved apart her dusky pussy lips. She lowered herself slowly, and slowly the sensations became more intense. Behind the filmy screen it seemed that her small, moist pussy was about to split open as it tried to accommodate the penetration of his flared knob. The glistening cunt lips became oval-shaped, then rounded; and suddenly delicious rapture jolted through his groin as his cockhead slipped into her hot, wet opening.
'Did you see it?' Penny wailed.
'I saw it, and I felt it!' He began to rotate his hips, matching the circular motion of her pelvis. She continued to settle on top of him; behind the dark veil his black shaft corkscrewed itself into the slippery, spasming sheath. 'It's-better than ever!' he panted.
'Yes!' Penny shrieked.
She'd suddenly lowered her entire weight on top of him, and his shaft was now completely imbedded in her channel. Her body writhed sensually under his hands.
She caught her breath and whispered huskily. 'Let-let me rub my titties against your chest while we're fucking.'
'No!' he objected. 'Stay right up there. Sit up-right and ride me. Let me feel it!'
Her mouth was open while she stared hotly down into his face. Although she was motionless, the spasms and contractions of her vaginal channel around his cock keened the wondrous sensations. 'Sure, I know,' she panted. 'You want to watch me-watch me in this black nightie.'
He shoved his quivering buttocks together and powered his pelvis upwards. The top of her head rose a couple of inches higher, and the additional probing of his cock into her honeyed depths made the sensations exquisite.
'It feeeeels so goood,' he mumbled. 'I'm ready to come.'
'No-no!' she answered. 'You can't. Not yet. Wait for me!'
She'd begun to move up and down on top of him, riding him slow and easy. While she spoke the tempo increased; the movements punched his thick long hardness in and out of her.
'That's good, Brad! Deep and wonderful! Your cock's way up inside of me-it's wild-terrific-ohhhhhh, it's sooooo good!'
She bobbed energetically up and down. Under the black silk her tits jiggled and bounced. The hard, distended tips of her nipples rubbed sensuously against the inside of the nightie. The rapturous tingling across her chest matched the wonderful keening of her orgasm.
