Unknown to Louise, Alice Hays had seen her white face and wide eyes staring at them through the hedge. She didn't tell Frank about it for fear of scaring him off.
Now that she'd finally gotten an older man to believe that she'd keep her mouth shut about fucking him, she didn't want him scared off.
Alice had indeed fucked the whole football team. In fact she'd fucked practically every boy in school, and none of them had done her any good. She had a big cunt and a big appetite for sex. It took a man, not a boy, with a big cock and a big appetite as well, to satisfy Alice.
The only boy who had ever been able to satisfy her was her brother, Paul. But she couldn't get her kicks from her brother forever, and anyway, he'd be going away to college this fall.
That left going back to the boys at school for cock… or Frank Mills. Frank wasn't the ideal older man Alice would have chosen. But, at the moment, he was the only one she was sure of who would give her all the mature cock she wanted for the coming winter.
After she saw Louise steal away, she dropped her head into Frank's lap and sucked his dick hard again.
"Want it in your pussy again, baby?"
Actually she did, but already a plan had begun to formulate in her little blonde head – a plan to keep Louise from spilling the beans to someone, maybe even her mother, and messing up Alice's fucking.
"No, Frank, honey, I just want to get you off once more tonight. I want to taste your sweet cum rolling down my throat!"
Frank Mills gasped as her beautiful young face again covered his dick. "Goddam, baby, you are good. You are the best fuckin' I ever had."
Up and down went the young girl's head over his cockmeat. Finally his eyes rolled back into his head, and the thrill of another impending come singed through his balls.
"Oh shit, oh, oh, sheeeiiiit!" It shook his body from head to toe and brought a lusty growl from his throat as his balls pumped up hot cum. The thick fluid gushed out the end of his spasming prick and flooded down Alice's throat. She gulped and gurgled. She kept sucking and fondling his nuts.
He sent gushes of cum splashing into her mouth until finally his balls ached from the exertion. He lapsed back with a deep, blissful sigh, and his softening cock oozed out of her mouth to flop on top of his belly.
Alice raised her head and looked at him. She smiled and pointedly licked her lips. She knew from the look on his face that she held him in the palm other hand.
"We're gonna fuck a lot this summer and next fall, aren't we, Frank?"
"Yeah, baby, an awful lot."
"And your wife isn't gonna fuck us up, is she?"
"Never," Frank said, and threw back his head in a throaty laugh. "Shit, old Jennie thinks I can't even get a hard-on any more!"
"That's why I want you to fuck her tonight when you get home, Frank."
"Huh? But why?"
"Just because, that's why," Alice replied, smiling at him and spearing a drop of cum from the head of his dick. "Let's just say I think it's important."
Frank laughed again. "Why should my mistress think it's important for me to fuck my wife?"
"I just think it is, that's all. Call it a woman's intuition. Promise me, Frank, when you get home tonight, you'll fuck Jennie's ass off!"
"But, Alice honey…"
"Promise me!"
"Jesus, okay, okay…"
Alice Hays arrived home in the wee hours of the morning. Her parents were asleep and she could hear Paul snoring in his room.
She rushed into her own room and stripped. Then she took a quiet shower, douched out her pussy, and perfumed and powdered her beautiful young body.
She had a perfect plan in her mind now to buy insurance that Jennie wouldn't interfere with Alice fucking her husband.
But she needed her brother, Paul, to do it. Silently, she padded into Paul's room and crawled into his bed Paul was sound asleep when she slid in beside him, but she grasped his limp prick and began to pump it.
"Uuuuuunh!" he moaned, and rolled onto his back.
She tossed the covers over the foot of the bed and leaped astride the young man. She'd gotten only one come when she was with Frank and, though it had been a good one, all the fooling around that had followed had worked her up again. She'd even diddled herself as she streaked home. Now she needed Paul's long, stiff cock inside her.
"Come on!" she hissed. "Get your prick up, damn you!" She tugged at it fiercely, jerking it up and down in the circle of her hand.
"Hey, what the…?" Paul's eyes snapped open. "Sis! What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm trying to give you a hard-on, damnit!"
His sleepy face broke into a grin. "Well, why didn't you say that's what you wanted?"
His prick immediately went stiff and, with a cry of delight, Alice lunged forward and impaled herself on the rigid meat. She began to bounce, her big tits jiggling up and down, her blonde hair whipping across her face.
"Oh, baby, ride it!" Paul yelled.
"Shit… ohhh, fuck!" Alice cried. "What a prick! Christ!"
Up and down, up and down she pumped on his husky, young cock. He banged it upward. She fucked even harder.
Paul Hays smiled in delight as he gazed across the room and into the mirror, where he could, see his sister's beautiful, plump ass bouncing up and down on his dick.
Of all the girls Paul had fucked in his nineteen years, his sister was still the best piece of ass he'd ever had. She was also the only girl he knew who liked to fuck as much or more than he did.
Slap, slap, slap went Alice's ass against his thighs as she rode his dick like a maniac. The bed shook and creaked beneath them.
"Oh shit, get it, Sis! Rub that clit against my prick!"
He grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard, causing her to squeal again. He bucked upward as rapidly as he could, sending his long, bone-hard cock jabbing into the very entrance of her womb. She kept fucking like there was no tomorrow.
She screamed and came, throbbing wildly, grabbing at his cock so hard that it hurt him. He withstood one spasm, two, then let out a vicious growl and squirted his hot cum into her. He kept pumping and pumping, geysering into her pussy as her marvelous cunt-muscles squeezed him, threatening to suck out his very life.
Finally Alice calmed down and rolled off him, tumbling onto her back.
After he'd caught his breath, Paul rolled over and faced her. "Hey, where were you tonight?"
"Never mind," she said. "But I got a problem and I want you to help me solve it."
"Sure. How?"
"With this," Alice smiled, and gripped her brother's still-hard dick.
Paul chuckled. "Who do I fuck?"
"Sweet Louise Mills, for one."
"And?"
"And her mother… Jennie!"
Frank Mills hadn't fucked his wife in weeks, so his young mistress' request – that had nearly taken the form of a command – nearly repulsed him.
That is, until he walked into their bedroom and saw her sprawled naked across the bed. He didn't stop to think or wonder why, on this particular night, she hadn't bundled herself up in panties and nighties as she usually did. Nor did he notice the drops of white, male cum dripping from the hole of her pussy.
The fact that her legs were spread and her pink gash was gleaming wetly up at him was enough.
It was causing desire to course through his body. This in turn made his dick rise in lust for the first time in a long time.
Quietly, he disrobed and moved to the bed. Guiding his dick with his hand, he ran the dripping head back and forth across her lips.
Jennie woke up sputtering and pushing him away from her. "Frank, what in the hell are you doing?"
"It's what I'm about to do… fuck you, Jennie!"
"Are you drunk?"
"No, just horny."
"You're crazy," she said, rolling to the other side of the bed. Jennie really didn't want to fuck him, but the sight of a hard cock, any cock, even Frank's, always had an effect on her. She could feel the juice start to run in her pussy.
"C'mere!" Frank growled, reaching across the bed and grasping her shoulder. Roughly, he pulled her toward him.
"Don't, Frank," Jennie shrugged. "Let me sit up. I don't want you to touch me like this."
Frank only tightened his fingers. She labored for breath and squirmed harder, only pushing the wet and swollen lips of her pussy down against the bed and making herself more aroused than ever.
"Oh, God, Frank, don't! You're hurting me… stop!"
"Goddam, Jennie, I wanna fuck you!"
"Why now, at this time of night?"
"Because you're my wife, that's why!"
The pungent aroma of Frank's erection continued to make streams of erotic desire rush through her, but they didn't move her, not until her mouth was pulled down over his throbbing cock. Then she started sucking. It wasn't only because of her husband's superior strength, but also the fact that Jennie loved having a cock, any cock, in her mouth.
Towering above her, Frank relaxed and enjoyed the ecstasy provided by his wife's wildly working mouth. He grasped her huge tits and lifted them so that her erect, ruby nipples stood up like hotly glowing spike-tips. The sight turned him on even more. Shit, he thought, I should have been fucking her more often. She isn't a bad cocksucker at all! His meat felt fantastic in her mouth.
Then, suddenly, he wound his fingers in her hair and yanked her head away sharply. "All right, bitch, that's enough!"
Jennie gasped at his brutality. All she was doing was following orders! "Frank, what the hell is wrong with you tonight?"
"Nothing that some of your pussy won't cure." Jennie felt the steady upward force of his hand puffing her hair. She was forced to rise. She was then forced to twirl around and was thrust unceremoniously to her knees. Her tits were mashed down upon the sheet and her ass was defenseless and exposed. She began to whimper as she felt his knees force her calves apart. A small gasp of fear escaped her wet lips as she felt his blood-bloated cock press against the tightly clenched lips of her cunt.
"Jesus, Frank, can't you be gentle for once?"
"Sure, sure, baby, I'll be gentle."
Looking down at his cock, Frank saw the head pressed so tightly against those quivering lips of tender flesh that he himself wondered if it would hurt. But, throwing caution to the winds, he began to press forward, placing his broad and powerful hands on her trembling, soft hips. As he watched, the skin of those wet cuntal lips opened, titillating him and arousing him to further lust.
"Aaarrgghhh!" Jennie shrieked as she felt his abrupt shove against her delicate pussy. "No, Frank, stop! It hurts!"
Frank smiled, pretending not to hear her cries. With a fast fuck of his powerful hips, he shot the apple-sized head of his tremendous dick right into those clenched cuntlips, causing her to scream even louder.
"Aaaaeeeeee! God, you're killing me!" Jennie began to sob and beat her hands on the bed, trying to wriggle free. But her wild flailings only served to excite him more.
"You're an animal, Frank!" Jennie hissed. "You always were and you always will be!"
"Shut up and fuck me back!"
He grasped the quivering, screaming woman by the hips even harder, and jammed in again, sinking his shaft and knob an inch farther into the almost ripped sheath of the lightly clasping cunt. God, she was tight!
A film of glistening perspiration covered his face as he jammed in, harder and more savage each time. He pulled almost all the way out, and then, with all the brute force he could muster, he slammed forward, sinking his dick all the way into the hilt. His pelvis smacked against her ass cheeks with a wet slapping sound and then, a split second later, the room was rent by a screech, the like of which few men have ever heard.
"You shitass, you prick sonofabitch!"
"Take it, you cunt, take my big dick!"
Now, slithering in, his pelvis smacked wetly against the cool white orbs of her ass cheeks. All the way in, he would flex his tremendous prick, teasing her. Then, almost frighteningly fast, he would withdraw. After a short pause, he would slam in once again, his hot hands completely full of her luxurious tits.
Each thrust dashed another shred of Jennie's reserve as each thrust increased her body temperature, until she was almost on fire. She found herself biting her lip to keep from calling out for more.
Frank had more staying power than he had ever shown before. It became more than she could stand. Jennie involuntarily bucked back, trying to coax him to go faster into her. Perversely, he seemed to pause just at the crucial moment, and she was burning with erotic desire. It wasn't fair! With a cock like his, he should go fast and hard, fucking her for all he was worth!
"Damn it!" she finally exploded, her voice coarse and husky with sex. "Fuck me harder! Go faster, you bastard!"
Behind her, Frank laughed loudly. "So you like old Frank's dick after all, huh?"
"Yes, yes, you bastard, fuck me! Fuck my brains out!"
Each thrust of his magnificent rod rasped against the erect nerve end of her clitoris, making her writhe in lust. Jennie thrust her buttocks back, rotating those white cheeks in an attempt to grind her, inner cuntal muscles against that monumental shaft of Frank's erect dick.
"You want your fucking real fast, is that it, you bitch?" Frank crooned as he held his cock still in her gyrating cunt.
"God yes! PleeeaaasssE!" Jennie cried out. She was desperate. She simply had to be totally fucked, even if it was by her asshole of a husband.
"Beg then, bitch! Tell me that you'll do anything! Say that you'll do anything I say if I fuck you good and fast with my cock! Say it, bitch!"
"Yes!" she blurted without hesitation. "God, yesssss! I'll do anything to have you fuck me with your cock! Fast, Frank, fast! Hard! Hard!"
Every last shred of anger had been stripped from her now, and all she desired was that hot, throbbing meat surging into the craving depths of her pussy. "Oh Godddd yessssss!!!!" she shrieked.
"That's it, Frank! Ooohhhhhhh, God, yesssss!"
All of a sudden she was coming, coming like a bolt of lightning on his ramming, skewering dick.
"Goddd! Oh shit! I'm coommminnnng! I'mmaaaaakiiiinnnnng it!" She slammed back to meet his every thrust. Her body was exploding. The whole world seemed to be crashing in on it suddenly, squashing it into a mass of pure sexual energy.
Frank was also coming, but as his balls released their straining load of squirming cum and sent it slithering up his shaft and spurting like scalding steam into the buttery depths of her insanely working cunt. Jennie had slumped forward and, for all he knew, she was dead.
He shot his load into her.
"Aaaahhhhhhhh, eyahhhhhh!" he bellowed, arching and straining against the white softness of her ass cheeks, his hands still clutching her creamy tits. Spurt after spurt filled the lush canal of her sucking cunt. Finally he was done and fell over her.
They lay like that for a long time, until Jennie heard Frank's low, guttural snores. Then she rolled him over and slid from the bed.
"You bastard," she hissed down at his sleeping form, and crossed the room to the bath.
Through the other door to the connecting bath, Jennie saw Louise. The young girl's eyes were wide with fright. "You heard?"
"Yes," Louise gulped. "Are you… are you all right?"
Jennie smiled. "Yeah. Yes, honey, I'm all right. A little sore, maybe, but all right."
"What happened?"
"Louise, baby, it's time you grew up. Your father decided he wanted to rip off a morning fuck, that's all. We were fucking, baby."
"It sounded as though he was killing you!"
"Yeah," Jennie chuckled. "It probably did. That should be a lesson for you."
"What?"
"Be careful about the first man you let in your panties, and be very careful about the one you marry!"
"Mother!"
"Oh, baby, go to bed."
"Mother, I… I want to tell you…"
"Yes? What is it, honey?"
"Nothing."
Louise turned and closed the door behind her. Jennie slipped into the shower, almost thankful that Louise had heard the whole thing. It was about time the girl started to grow up.
On her bed, Louise buried her face in her pillow and wept.
"I should have told her," the young girl gasped. "I should have told her! God, how can he do it? How can he fuck a young girl like Alice Hays and then come home and practically rape his wife?"
Again that night, Louise dreamed that she was getting fucked. And, once again, the man fucking her was her father.