As soon as the elevator doors closed in her brother's apartment building, Al's hands were all over Amy's body.
"Wait – wait, stop!" she pleaded, fighting for breath and self-control.
"What's the matter – I thought you were hot?" he said.
"I am, but I can't find the keys!" She'd spilled her handbag as they were leaving the hansom. She'd tried to make a point of finding the keys, but in the dark, with both Al and the driver shoveling the various miscellany back into her leather purse, she hadn't been sure everything was back in place… though she was fairly sure they'd been jangling inside. "Phew – here they are!" she said triumphantly.
But she knew she'd forgotten something in the hansom…
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Begrudging the delay, Amy, never-the-less, paused to ring the apartment doorbell a few times… just in case her brother and Roberta were back.
They weren't.
"Hot damn!" she breathed and fumbled the keys into the locks. As soon as they were inside, Al had gathered her up into his arms and was prowling around the apartment in search of a bed. He found it, and it was better than anything he'd hoped for.
"Waterbed!" he gasped. "Waterbed!"
"But…" His mouth on hers cut short the protestation – then he was dropping her onto the undulating surface and driving his tongue into her mouth as if he meant to explore her throat with it. His hands were feverishly unfastening, unbuttoning and otherwise undoing her clothes Amy pushed off his jacket and tie and shirt.
Amy lay naked and sprawled before him. He gazed down at her, pure awe in his face. "Jeez, what a beautiful body," he whispered. "And that gorgeous, luscious little pussy…"
"Chow time," Amy hinted.
Al gripped her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed so that her legs were draped over the side. He then positioned her sweet little ass on the upholstered frame. Her pink, lightly-furred cunt dripped, and he fell reverently to his knees between her spread legs, slinging her knees across his shoulders and nibbling his way up the insides of her quivering, sleek thighs.
Al ate Amy's pussy with an expertise the young teenager had never known before from a man. Only Roberta had been better, and she'd had the natural advantage of knowing exactly how a woman likes her cunt eaten.
Again and again, Amy felt as if she were going to explode with the pleasure of the cunt-lapping tongue, rocketing to the very brink of her orgasm. Time and again, Al would keep her hovering there for long minutes before letting her drift slightly back.
Her cunt was boiling, the juices bubbling out of the hair-fringed pussy. Al used his thumbs to open the petals of her pussy, then he traced the inner edges with his tongue tip. Amy writhed and gasped, her hands fastening to the sides of his head. She forced his face hard against her eagerly offered cunt.
When he pushed his long tongue into her cunt the first time, Amy damn near exploded on the spot, but he knew exactly how to do it. She was more turned on than she'd ever been without actually having her orgasm – and he was driving her higher.
Time and again he thrust his tongue into the constricted tunnel of her cunt. Amy felt her cunt muscles closing down on his tongue, squeezing and treating it to all the pleasures his cock had only too briefly experienced.
As Al ate her, he was slipping out of the remainder of his clothes. Finally, he stood, his prick still stiff and towering over her welcoming pussy. Her knees were still looped over his shoulders, and as he stood, her ass came up off the side of the bed. Reaching down, he used one hand to spread her cunt and the other to fix the thick cocktip just inside the grip of her tight pussy lips. Releasing the opened pussy, Amy was sure she could hear her cunt lips snap closed on his prick.
Al moved his hand to her clitoris and rubbed it lightly, maddeningly, the dry friction doing its work. Amy jerked and bucked up at him, swallowing more and more of his turgid member into her soaked pussy well.
"You're so damned tight!" Al groaned as he sunk his cock into her teen-aged cunt. "You're tighter than a virgin!"
"But I'm no virgin, and I want to get farther from being one!" she gasped back and heaved her ass up at him again. She'd gotten all but the base of his prick into her cunt. He couldn't get to his cockbase in their position. She had to content herself with wriggling her slender hips from side to side, chafing and rubbing his hard cock inside her with the changing angles. Al reached forward to grasp her nipples between thumbs and forefingers. The girl nearly screamed with the feeling. A tinge of pain in the gesture only enhanced the intense pleasures.
Al shifted, spreading his feet. Amy felt her ass touching the upholstered frame again. Her cunt was reamed by the rapid pistoning of Al's rock-hard cock as he slammed in and out of her. Her pussy sucked audibly on his prick shaft as it surged back and forth, in and out of her hot pink cunt. Again and again, Amy felt the wiry mass of dark hair, surrounding the base of her fucker's cock, press against her sensitized clitoris. She arched towards him, levering herself on her legs to get more and more of his cock.
Al leaned forward. His hands rested on the bed each side of her. All the time, he never varied the pile-driving pace of his furious fucking. Each heave of his loins pushed Amy farther back onto the bed.
He shuffled onto the edge of the bed, his knees between her legs, and kept on fucking like some machine gone mad. Amy gasped and puffed, unable to draw a complete breath before he was pounding into her again.
Al slowly lowered himself atop the petite teenager, crushing her overdeveloped tits beneath his chest as he kept on feeding the hard cock to her. Now the ripples in the waterbed contributed fully to the action, redoubling the pace of their fucking. Amy's cunt lips sanded up and down over the sides of Al's blood-filled erection. Her cunt began to flutter.
"Come!" she grunted. "I'm gonna – gonna – uh gonna cum!"
Al, feeling her cunt doing its muscular dance over his prick, suddenly went into double-time. His strokes were short, almost viciously violent. Amy felt his dick swelling inside her, knew he was going to cum soon, and ached to feel his jism once again overflowing her tight young pussy. The slap-slap of balls against her upturned ass syncopated with their groans and gasps of pleasure and exertion. Both were coated with the lubricating perspiration of their fucking. Amy wriggled beneath him like a slippery, wiry young eel.
Suddenly, Al buried the length of his prick inside her. He held his stiff cock there. Amy could feel his balls jerking and jumping between his legs, against her asscheeks. He was starting to come, inside her!
That did it! Amy heaved up at him as powerfully as the waterbed's yielding surface permitted. Her cunt grasped his prick and squeezed it furiously, the muscles rippling over the length of his cock, milking every last drop of the young man's copious explosion. Again and again, she felt his prick expanding against the elastic walls of her underaged cunt. He fired bolt after bolt of his juice up into her hot cunt. As before, his load overflowed her pussy and dripped down into the ripe, tight juncture of her spastically clutching asscheeks.
The two collapsed, spent at last, into each other's arms. Amy had to fight to keep from fainting, but it was necessary, because if her brother were to return and see her with Al… there was no telling what might happen. One thing Amy suspected had not changed since Les moved away from home: his temper. And when Les blew his stack, the best place to be was elsewhere and moving fast.
Al, to his credit, rolled off her before letting himself lightly doze. But Amy only gave him a couple of moments of rest before shaking him. "C'mon, Al, have to get going. They might come back any time."
"Who? What?"
"They can't see us here like this, Al," she persisted.
"Who? That fox with you today? Listen, she'd like to…"
"No, her boyfriend – my brother."
Al was up and gathering his clothes. Amy didn't bother dressing beyond wandering into the room where she slept to get a robe though she didn't put it on when she returned.
Al was fully clothed. "Come here," he said, smiling cheerfully. He folded her into his arms, and they kissed long and deep. Amy felt his prick hardening again against her.
"Horny, aren't you?"
"You do it to me, baby – you and that pussy."
She was silent.
"Hey, how old are you, anyhow?"
"Listen, Al, it's getting late…"
"You told me you were seventeen."
"I will be – in about four years."
Al paled. "Cripes. I'm sorry, baby, but this is the last time for us."
"I figured. Besides, I'm leaving town soon, but it was terrific, Al!" She kissed him, but he recoiled as if afraid her nearby young cunt would burn him.
Amy giggled. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."
He shook his head in wonder. "Take care of yourself, baby, because if you do, you're going to be the sexiest thing on legs when you finish growing up!"
Amy locked the door behind him, straightened her brother's bed and then took a long, hot, leisurely bath.
Roberta had been right about their return. She and Les crept back into the apartment just after dawn.
"I'm so tired I don't have the strength to pee," Les mumbled. "But I better."
"Yeah, well, on your way, look in and see if Amy's okay," Roberta said. "I feel kind of bad about leaving her in alone last night."
"Me, too," Les agreed. "Have to make it up to her." He stumbled wearily off in one direction while Roberta quickly slipped into his bedroom. She had to do something there before Les hit the sheets. Once inside, she discovered a second item that required attention – a quick removal of the sheets and their replacement. An obvious – and recent – stain had to be hidden. And then there was that other, original reason for the diversion into the bedroom…
"Les?" she called quietly. Roberta peered out through the door. Her lover was standing, raptly staring, at the open doorway to the room where Amy slept. Roberta started toward him and then decided to wait.
After a moment, he went on to the bathroom and Roberta slipped to the edge of Amy's doorway. What had caught Les' attention so completely that he'd forgotten about the pressure in his bladder?
And then she saw.
Amy had obviously gone to bed wearing only the pajama tops and a pair of panties. The tops had been completely undone, and she'd kicked off the sheets. Now she lay, partially curled, her luscious, firm young tits completely exposed. Her rounded little ass was thrust outward. She had one leg drawn up almost to her ripe tits. In that position, viewed from the door, the wonders of her barely furred pussy were completely exposed through the material of the lightweight panties. The material had become bunched between the firm cheeks of her ass. She made an altogether fetching sight, especially with her long, soft blonde hair scattered about her on the sheets framed the childlike innocence of her fresh, young sleeping face.
Roberta's lips went dry as she remembered the taste of that lovely pussy and the expression on Les' face as he'd stared at it. She was even more determined now to see her plan through to ultimate success.
Roberta hurried back into the bedroom and stripped, then padded barefoot down the hall. Les was washing his face when he looked up to see Roberta's naked loveliness in the mirror.
"Join me for a shower?" she asked, knowing his answer in advance. Any other time, Les might have pleaded weariness, but she knew the sight of his sister's sexy, nubile young form, in repose on the bed, had brought the juices flowing again.
"Since you insist," he said, squeezing her tits and quickly stripping off his clothes. The two wasted little time in pretense at washing in the shower. Thirty seconds under hot spray and Les had Roberta crushed against the wall. Her legs were lifted high and around his trim waist. He was fucking the full length of his large, thick prick into her as if he were trying to skewer her.
"What's got you so turned on?" she gasped as he surged into her again and again. "AHHHH!"
"Just remembering how Maria looked while she sucked my cock and you ate her cunt! Damn!" he groaned, heaving into Roberta again. She knew that it wouldn't take much more of this kind of treatment before she'd be cumming all over him.
"It's funny," she breathed, "but Maria reminds me of Amy – oh!"
Les surged into her, driving his prick farther into her cunt than she'd ever felt him before. His cock was totally rigid, without the slightest yielding to it. She felt as if he were going to tear her apart with it – and then she came.
As Roberta's well-drilled cunt worked over Les' prick, his balls lurched and fired their heavy cum far up into her hot pussy. Still locked together, the two slowly slid to their knees beneath the hot shower spray.
But even as they staggered into the bedroom and fell across the freshly changed sheets, Roberta was exulting.
Her plan was going better than she'd hoped!