"I don't think that's right," said Alice referring to the terribly way Bert treated Nick Adams. At least he could have asked Nick in for a drink. After all the boy had saved her from a terrible night.
Going back to her father was such a repulsive thought that Alice suddenly felt weak and slumped down on the devan.
"Are you all right?" Bert asked, crouching down next to the skinny little girl. Alice looked drawn and bloodless. She turned to him and nodded that she was okay and Bert felt the tension knot easing in the pit of his stomach. He rose shakily to his feet and wandered out to the kitchen to fix the girl a cup of hot chocolate.
Once in the kitchen, his composure went to hell and Bert Anderson was again shaking uncontrollably. He wanted to fuck Alice Dilly badly. Even after the hours of exquisite lovemaking with Heidi, he wanted to strip the clothes off his prized swimmer and feel his dick sliding once and for all up into her pussy. He remembered Heidi's sweet young lips sucking his hot cock in to her mouth. And there was no argument that could dissuade him. He had to have her. And what better opportunity than right now in the privacy of his own house?
Putting his hand on the kitchen counter, Bert figured the possible consequences. Her father might be out looking for her right now. Either that or have the police after her. He knew it was a risky proposition. The last thing he wanted was cops busting in the house and catching him with twelve inches of hard meat shoved into a fourteen year-old, runaway girl's cunt! Shit! He'd get twenty years.
So Bert reached for the wine bottle and it was empty. His nerves needed something to calm them down and he opened the cabinet and pulled down the twenty year-old scotch his mother had given him for winning the Olympic gold medal. Jesus, that was over a decade ago he thought uncapping the bottle. The scotch was smooth as well water going down his throat and in three gulps he managed to drink half the fifth. That sent him straight!
Bert reeled out into the living room with a cup of hot chocolate Alice sat on the sofa, her face drawn with fatigue and unhappiness. "You shouldn't have been rude to Nick," she pouted.
The hot chocolate shook in his hand spilling on the saucer as he sat down next to Alice. It was a perverted and dangerous thing to touch this girl. Dangerous yet worth the effort!
"Why do you want Nick," he asked, his voice slowly rising. "There must be some reason."
"He was nice to me," Alice answered truthfully. And it was true.
"Oh," said Bert. "How was he good to you." He smiled secretly knowing how rude he was being, but not caring anymore as the scotch bolstered his bravery. "Was he nice by sticking a hand between your legs and rubbing your pussy?"
"Bert!" She felt her throat catch and almost choked. How did he know that? she thought. She blushed crimson red and crossed her legs awkwardly trying to hide her face.
Bert was so excited his cock almost leaped through his open fly. So she had been fucking the silly bastard! That's why Alice looked so tired and acted so embarrassed. He could thank that overgrown slob for making it easier for him.
Without another word, Bert reached around her shoulder and pulled her close to his chest while he came forward and darted his tongue down her throat. Alice was surprised by his advance and she reacted by working her lips around his tongue sucking on him. Bert reached under her thigh and in a tug had her pants open and in another yank had her pussy naked to his exploring hand.
"Oh don't," sobbed Alice. "It's dirty. Nasty! We shouldn't be doing it, Bert. Please don't."
He pulled away from Alice though he kept his palm on her pussy working the soft hairless mound with his fingers.
"Dirty as hell," he grinned. "But you didn't object to Nick Adams getting into your pants, did you?"
"Well that was different," she responded. "He came to my rescue."
"And I haven't?" he said.
Alice felt caught in a trap. "This is different," she said. "Besides, you're old enough to be my father." The last few words came out in a whisper. Because Bert's finger trailed up from her excited cunt lips and drew a glistening line of cunt juice up between her ass cheeks and stopped only when his finger was pressing against the tight knot of ass muscle.
"So why does that have to ruin us?"
Alice's voice cracked and her ass wiggled as she said, "Don't touch me there! That's… bad!"
Then Bert used a trick that an old whore had told him about. "Why don't you stick your finger there. It wouldn't hurt." He bent over and pointed his butt cheeks at her. "Go ahead stick your finger up my ASSHOLE!"
Alice gasped with horror. She squirmed around feeling her bunghole get all loose and squishy and she knew just knew she couldn't do that.
Bert just laughed. Alice didn't want to because deep she wanted to feel his finger cruising up her butt. Alice would never admit as much but in short time he would have her on the floor moaning and humping like Heidi.
He turned around and looked into the girl's frightened eyes and carefully slipped his hands under her ass cheeks and drew the trembling teenager close to him. Again his finger went between her skinny butt cheeks and disappeared into her butt hole. First his fingernail was gone. And when she did not protest, he pushed ahead deeper into her butt. The second knuckle disappeared and it seemed that Alice's butt was grinding and chewing on his wiggling finger with wild abandoned.
"That's gooood!" she said, surprised at herself. She lifted her ass for his finger and Bert jerked it in and out and Alice moaned and groaned some more. She pushed her butt back and forth making no effort to conceal her pleasure at the throbbing sensation in her rectum. "That's wonderful," she said after her tight sphincter had mushed out and he was slipping in and out easily.
Bert wiggled his cock and brought her hands over the flickering crown. She immediately went to work frigging the hard, supple shaft while he tended to her asshole. His balls bounced up and down as she pulled on the wrinkled skin and after they had curled up and gotten to know each other he inserted a second finger into her channel.
"Aaaaahhhhhaaaa!" she moaned. She never realized until this moment that her butt could stretch out so wide. She humped back and forth using her asshole as a second cunt. Something was happening inside her asshole that was exciting her cunt. She felt the thick, hot lubricant rushing out of her slit to grease her hot little twat.
"Say that's goood," she said honestly. "Sooooo gooood!" And Bert was digging it too. "Grind against me, baby. That's it keep that butt of yours moving. Fuck it, fuck my fingers!"
If Alice got turned so soon, there was no telling where it could lead. Her body jerked back and forth as her channel got smaller and smaller. Suddenly, her jerking thrusts become convulsive, like flesh flinching on the tip of an electric charge. Bert felt it, laughed like crazy, and brought his mouth down on her twat mound.
"Yaaaaa!!!" Alice shouted. It was all she could do. Drilling her rectum was the most exciting thing to happen to her. And his tongue! Oh, my God his tongue against her cunt! The lights in the room seemed to blink on and off as his fingers made deep sucking noises in Alice's asshole.
She fucked and fucked and fucked and when her body could no longer move and every muscle was worn to a frazzle Bert popped from her butt and softly stroked the distended clitoris.
"Ohhhhh, please!" she moaned, unable to drag his hand from her mound. Her butt was so big that she licked her lips wondering what Bert had in store for her, now that she was worn out and defenseless. God, she just didn't believe that so much joy could be taken from rubbing her butt hole. So much joy!
She buried her face in his arms and collapsed in a heap while Bert calmly clutched her breast in one hand and pulled on the whiskey with the other. Instinctively, she let her dripping wet mouth surround his rigid cock. The tip was so thick and hard that she wondered if it would go into cunt. It was twice as big as his two fingers and thick as a baseball bat. She fondled his balls just like she did Nick's and found that the effect was the same for both men. Bert groaned loudly and rolled his head back and forth dribbling scotch down his chest. The booze made him dizzy and closing his eyes he had a dream: thousands of little Vietnamese were sprawling all over his body licking and sucking every inch of his cock and balls and asshole and feet. They kept sucking him until his hot cream exploded from the end of his prick and then they swallowed his ejaculation and kept sucking licking. When he opened his eyes, the little Vietnamese disappeared, but Alice was still glued onto his cock, her lips still working their warm magic against his fuck pole.
He shivered slightly feeling cold in the early morning air. Somewhere upstairs Heidi was fast asleep. It seemed a waste not to have her down here so he could fondle her big boobs and round, seductive ass and firm, fuzzy cunt. He looked at the mop of hair sprouting from his crotch and wondered if Alice would like seeing Heidi.
Without bothering to rise, he turned his head in the direction of the stairway and shouted, "Hey, Heidi get your ass out of bed!"
Upstairs, he heard the rustle of bedding and the deep sonorous voice of Heidi. She was half asleep, but she was still his girl. In a few minutes, he heard the paddling of feet on the stairway and when she reached the bottom of the stairs, her voice rose in deep indignation.
"Who is that?" Heidi demanded. It didn't matter who belonged to the white, creamy butt hunched on the couch. It was a girl, she was naked, and her face was buried in Bert's crotch. Heidi found her knees were shaking and for the first time she thought that Bert might throw her out. She was mad enough to kill. She looked at Alice's swaying butt and wanted to take a baton and ram it up her ass.
"Well!" Heidi demanded.
Alice brought her head up at the sound of Heidi's voice. The older woman stood naked, her breasts swaying slightly with anger. Alice's eyes were glued to Heidi's crotch which was covered by a fluffy, golden rug of pubic hair. It was beautifully luxuriant and Alice felt very small and puny because her twat was nearly bald.
The tension was heavy enough to feel. If Bert had not intervened when he did, Heidi might have killed Alice.
"Ok, girls," he said, upset that the warmth around his dick was gone. He knew how to get it back, plus have a few more thrills along the way.
He introduced the two girls. Both girls tracked his cock with their eyes and it felt good to have so much attention. His rod flashed silvery in the dim light and turning to the girls he jerked the glans several times.
"Heidi," he began, "I want you and Alice to get to know each other better."
Heidi stared at Alice murderously. She wanted to take the skinny bitch and lynch her right then. Instead, Bert brought the two together and made them kiss.
Alice didn't understand and feeling another woman's warm, wet lips surprised her. It didn't feel like anything. Just a moist mouth, something like her own.
"Now," he said, "you've kissed and made up. I want you two to really share together."
From under the couch he brought a funny instrument. It looked like a baton only with a long thin cord attached to it. It was a nifty device from the Orient which he had brought down to use on Heidi, but had failed to get around to.
"Heidi, get down on all fours," he instructed, petting the stewardess on the thigh. "Now, Alice, come here and take this."
Alice didn't know that the instrument was an electric dildo capable of sending a thousand volts of electricity shooting out the end. But that was all right.
Bert would show her how to use it. And everything would be fine after that.