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CHAPTER FOUR

Early Monday morning, Frank returned to the city and work. Louise spent the morning walking through her summer job at the drug store. Her mind was in turmoil. She waited to tell her mother about her father and Alice Hays, but she was afraid if what might happen if she did.

She also sensed that there was more, that perhaps she didn't know the whole stow.

At one o'clock, she got a call from Eunice Wilson.

"I'm here, Louise, I'm here! When can you come over? I've got so much to tell you about last winter!"

"I get off in an hour," Louise excitedly replied. "I'll see you right after, and I've got a lot to tell you, too… an awfully lot!"

Louise replaced the receiver on the pay phone and turned to stare directly into the handsome face of Paul Hays.

"Louise."

"Uh… hello, Paul," Louise said nervously, and wanted to add, "did you hear about your little sister fucking my father?" But instead, she slid by him and walked to the fountain.

"Hey, what's wrong? Am I poison or something?"

"Yes… I mean, no. Oh, damn, I don't know. Do you want anything?"

"How about a Coke and a kiss?" Paul said, sliding onto a stool and flashing Louise a wide smile to show her his perfect white teeth.

"The Coke yes… the kiss no," Louise was in a turmoil as she fixed the drink. Why, all of a sudden, did the best looking and most popular guy at the lake want to kiss her?

She knew Paul Hays had a reputation of only going with girls who put out. And it was a well-known fact among the summer young people that Louise was a virgin, and intended to stay that way.

But Louise hard harbored a crush on Paul Hays for a long time. If the truth were known, she would have liked to kiss him… and perhaps do a lot more.

But, how could she even think that way now, when the knowledge that his sister was fucking her father kept preying on her mind?

"Here's your Coke. That's twenty-five cents."

Paul laid the money on the counter. When Louise reached for it, he caught her arm and pulled her around the counter until she was very near him.

"How about that kiss now?" he said, again flashing that beautiful smile.

"Don't Paul… please!"

His nearness was really turning her on. She could feel the familiar swell in her titties and the itch in her pussy. He was in tight, white swim trunks and wore no shirt. He had a muscular, slender boy's body, with a deep tan. The long strong legs, the even, almost perfect features, hair turned light by the sun, made him a little too unreal to believe.

Then he whispered in her ear how much he really liked her. Before Louise realized what was happening, he was pressing his mouth to hers, kissing her passionately, puffing her close so that the large bulge in his swim trunks rubbed against her belly.

His tongue was like hot fire in her mouth and the hardness of his chest rubbed against her nipples, making them spring to erect hardness. Louise knew that her panties were soaked through with the juices from her heated pussy.

Involuntarily, she began to rub back against him, rising to her toes so that the hardening lump of his cock came nearer to her pussy.

"Jesus," he gasped, lifting his face from hers, "you are a hot little number."

"Wha… what do you mean?"

"I mean, it's about time you got some real man-type lovin', and I wanna be the one to do it!"

Louise started to slap him. But, before she could, he again pulled her against him and kissed her, hard.

Louise moaned. His body crushed against hers. Suddenly, she felt the warm presence of his trembling hand beneath her skirt. It moved upward, at last to her panties, his other arm tightly engulfing her, its hand caressing her tit while his mouth remained glued to hers.

"Goddam," he moaned, at last breaking the torrid kiss.

"Oh, Paul," Louise gasped, "do you mean it? Do you really like me?"

"You're damn right I do, honey." He stepped back a step or two. "If you don't believe me, just look at what you do to my prick!"

Louise looked down. He had rolled his trunks down enough so she could see the head of his cock. Beneath it, still hidden by the material, was the thick bulge of the barrel running down the length of his belly to his groin.

This time Louise did slap him, and sprinted for the rest room in back of the store. She slammed and locked the door behind her and buried her face in her hands.

They're all alike! All boys and all men are the same! All they want is pussy!

There was a tap on the other side of the door.

"Go away!"

"I will," Paul raid. "There's a dance at the Pavilion tonight. Be there, Louise. Be there and you won't regret it!"

"Never!" she hissed back at him. "Never in a million years!"

"We'll see," he laughed, and then she heard his footsteps moving away.

She waited a few more minutes and then emerged from the rest room. He was gone. She went about her duties like a robot for the next hour, and then left.

She sprinted across the village and, minutes later, rushed into the Wilsons' summer house. Eunice was waiting for her and the two girls exchanged gasping, tearful hellos.

"C'mon up to my room," Eunice said. "I've got so much to tell you!"

"Where are your folks?"

"Sailing. They won't be home for hours." The moment they were on the bed, sitting cross-legged across from each other, Louise spilled out all the details of the recent encounter with Paul Hays.

"Wow," Eunice said when her friend had finished. "I wish Paul Hays would come after my pussy!"

"Eunice!"

"Well, it's true! I didn't get fucked last winter. Did you?"

"No."

"Well, then, why not Paul Hays?"

"I'll tell you in a minute. What I'm wondering about is why, all of a sudden, Paul wants me. Last summer, he didn't even look at me!"

"Well, honey, this year you've got those tits."

"Eunice!"

"It's true," the young girl replied. "Hell, if I were a boy I'd love to play with those big titties of yours. Don't you ever want to get fucked, Louise?"

"Yes," Louise breathed, trying to keep the embarrassment out of her voice.

"Then, now's the time and Paul's the best around. All the girls last summer said he has a terrific cock and he really knows how to use it!"

"That's what I've got to tell you about," Louise said, and launched into a detailed recitation of what she had seen on the beach between Alice Hays and her father.

When she finished, she was shocked at Eunice's comment.

"So what?"

"So what?" Louise gasped. "Eunice, my father is committing adultery!"

"Oh, shit, Louise, everybody fucks everybody. I'll admit that Alice Hays is a little young, but hell, she probably wants a mature cock. I hear she's gone through all the boys around here. She probably got tired of them!"

Louise was shaking her head. "I can't believe what you're saying."

"Shit, Louise, I watch my folks fuck all the time. I've even watched my father fuck our next door neighbor back in the city."

"What?"

"Sure," Eunice said, a beaming smile on her face. "They were going at it like I don't know what down in the playroom during a party. Mother had gone to bed with one of her headaches. He may be old, but it doesn't seem to stop him from screwing!"

"Eunice!"

"Well, that's what it is… screwing. Don't be so old-fashioned. Listen, they're having a party tomorrow night, and if you want to stay over, I'm sure we can catch them together. I mean, you sure can learn a lot by watching!"

"Well, I guess…" Louise stopped. "Eunice, are you sure you've never…"

"I told you, no. At least, I haven't done it with a boy yet. But I did do it with another girl. In fact, a woman… one of my teachers at school."

"You mean, you fucked with another girl?"

"Sure," Eunice said. "Oh, I'm sure it's not as good as it would be with a guy's cock, but it was good. I must have come ten, times at least!"

"But… but how?" The left-over tension from being with Paul combined with the talk of girl-to-girl fucking made the juice in Louise's pussy start to boil again.

"I could tell you," Eunice grinned. "But I'd rather show you."

Eunice was smaller than Louise. Her blonde hair provided the perfect compliment to Louise's dark, shoulder-length tresses. She had an almost boyish look except for the small apple-shaped buds of her tits and her soft, feminine features.

But there was nothing boyish about Louise, who filled out her clothes so fully that she had to keep rebuttoning the top of her blouses, because the weight of her tits kept pulling the button from the hole, exposing her deep cleavage to the view of anyone who happened to be looking. She was still vaguely ashamed of her tits, not quite sure just what to make of them. But they were too big to ignore, even though so far they had been more of a bother than anything else. When her friend's hand slipped beneath Louise's skirt and up her thigh, she was shocked. But she was giddy with desire and the hand felt good running up her leg, closer and closer to her panties. "Oh, Eunice, we… we shouldn't."

"It's okay," Eunice said. "You'll see, Louise, you'll like it! It'll really feel good and it'll all come natural after we get started!"

Louise was about to object again when Eunice's hand brushed against her pussy through the material of her parities. She gasped and felt her knees fall apart.

"That's it, Louise, that's it!"

Louise felt a violent thrill run through her. There was a hand on her leg, close to her pussy. She wasn't surprised when the hand went up so that it could slip under the leg band of her panties.

"Owwwwww, Louise, your pussy is really hairy!"

Louise didn't answer. She couldn't. She remained completely still, holding her breath and letting the exploring fingers creep slowly into the moistness of her pussy.

"Oh, God," she gasped as Eunice's finger slid over her budding clit. Then she groaned aloud as her friend repeated the fucking motion.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yeah… oh yes, real good!"

"Pretend I'm a boy," Eunice gasped. "That's what I do. Pretend I'm Paul!"

Louise only sighed. The fingers were tracing such fantastic patterns along the lips of her cunt that it was hard for her to catch her breath. Then, Eunice's words brought the image of Paul to her mind. It was Paul touching her pussy. Yet it was all right, perfectly all right, because it wasn't really Paul… it was Eunice!

"Let me do it to you, too," Louise breathed. Eunice had her on her back on the bed now. She was rubbing into her open cunt like crazy.

"Yes, yes, let's do it to each other at the same time!" her friend squealed.

Louise's hand moved to find the blonde silky triangle that nestled between her friend's slender thighs. She found it quickly and immediately set about giving her friend the same pleasure she was receiving.

She found it interesting to discover how pleased she was when Eunice began to utter small moans of pleasure at her inexperienced manipulations. Louise didn't know just what to do, but whatever she was doing, she knew that it must be all right, for the two of them had developed a beautiful, steady rhythm between them now.

They slipped down lower to allow better access to each other's damp and excited young cunts.

"You pretend I'm someone, too… someone you really like!" Louise whispered, her fingers encountering Eunice's swollen pussy lips and beginning a steady up and down motion among the soft wet folds. "Ohhhhhh! It's wonderful!" Eunice sighed. "Yesssss!" Louise replied.

"Lift your ass a little, Louise! I want to slide my fingers way up your pussy!"

Louise scooted up, trying to raise herself higher in order to get more of her friend's driving fingers into her straining curt.

"Eunice," she suddenly screamed. "Oh, Eunice, I'm creaming! Oh fuck, I'm coming!"

Her orgasm wasn't complete, but it was wild. The more experienced Eunice sensed it and began to undress quickly.

"C'mon, Louise, get naked! I'm gonna show you how it can even be better with a girl!"

As if in a trance, Louise began to take her clothes off. "How? How can it be better?"

"We're gonna eat each other and fuck each other with our tongues!"

When they were both naked, Eunice pushed Louise onto the bed and joined her.

"What do I do?"

"Just lay back, for now," Eunice replied. "You'll know what to do when the lime comes!"

Louise laid back and Eunice began to kiss and fondle her. The blonde's soft lips tugged at Louise's rigid nipples and rolled the hard stems on her wet tongue. Her caressing hand slid up and down the brunette's slender form, stroking her belly and the curly tuft on her undulating cunt mound.

Finally Eunice lowered her position so that she hovered over the other girl's hips. Louise's cunt had flared open by this time, the lips filled with blood, her clit erect and throbbing.

Eunice placed one of her firm tits against Louise's meaty, moist cunt and wriggled her nipple up and down, rubbing it repeatedly across the tip of Louise's clit. The girl nearly went crazy from the erotic stimulation. Her pussy mound bucked and bobbed toward the teasing tit.

After Eunice had both of her nipples well coated with the other girl's cunt juice, and had excited her to a state of near-frenzy, she substituted a hand for her tit. Her fingertips gilded into Louise's oily meat and wiggled the pliant lips as they stroked slowly up and down the groove and across the brunette's tingling clit. They deftly pressed back the flesh that covered the tip of the clitty, then rolled and pinched the slippery little bud.

Eunice could feel it throb, and the delicious pleasure-pangs which raced through Louise were too intense to endure in silence.

"Ohhhh, Eunice, that's wonderful!" the brunette panted. "More! Do it some more!" Eunice obeyed, rolling and tickling the little button.

"Now lick it!" Louise begged. "Please lick it! Oh, please, I want your tongue!"

Eunice bent, stuck out her pink, hot tongue and flicked it moist, abrasive tip against the other girl's throbbing clit.

"God!" Louise gasped, and grasped her lover by the head. "Oh, Eunice, it is good. SO GOOD! Your tongue feels like fire on my clit!" She grabbed one of Eunice's dangling tits and squeezed it, milking downward across the congested nipple, tugging at the pink tip. Eunice let her tongue glide down into the hot, slick core of her friend's pussy and slurp up tongueful of honey. She fucked her tongue wetly and noisily in and out of the slippery flesh.

"Oh, oh, oh, Eunice, I see what you mean… a cock tongue! Oh, fuck me, Eunice! TONGUEFUCK MY PUSSY!"

Eunice continued tonguing her friend's juicy cunt until Louise's excitement reached a breathless peak and her own lust was strongly aroused. Then she suddenly stopped and rolled onto her back.

"Now do it to me, Louise! Do it with your mouth on my pussy like I did to you!"

Louise quickly sat up and bent over her friend to return, in kind, the kisses and caresses which she had just received.

Eunice played with the huge balloons of Louise's tits while the dark-haired girl's mouth bore down on her pussy. Big tits turned Eunice on, and her young friend had the biggest pair she had ever seen.

"Ohhhh, that's it, Louise! Chew it! Chew my clit with your lips! Ohhhhh, shit, yesssssss!"

It got so good for both girls that soon they clasped each other around the hips and snuggled into a cozy sixty-nine. Their tousled heads bobbed between each other's thighs as their tongues licked. They chewed at each other's cunts, and the stimulation combined with the unique scent and taste to produce an extreme state of excitement in both girls.

Their tongues fucked the yielding flesh, sinking in and out of the wet, soft cunts. The encircling pussies seemed to suck at the slippery tongues. The room was filled with the juicy sounds of lapping and slurping.

Each girl clutched her partner's ass, letting her fingers sink into the rubbery mounds and spreading them apart. Finally, when the excitement became too intense, they concentrated on each other's clitties – sucking and licking, blowing and biting. They kept this up until they began to heave and blubber into each other's pussy meat. Louise tickled Eunice's asshole with a fingertip, then Eunice did the same in return. They clutched and undulated, tonguing and fucking each other, until their orgasms mounted in strength, consuming them in a passionate fire.

"There! Didn't I tell you it was good?" Eunice said, lifting her cunt-juice-smeared face from between her friend's thighs.

Louise nodded, her tongue still scooping syrup from Eunice's slit. "Yeah, ft's great. But I'll still bet it's not as good as a cock!"

"Maybe not," Eunice grinned. "But, it'll do until the real thing comes along!"