Sandy woke up in the middle of the night. She was still sprawled out across the wooden bench in the rec room. Cum had dried on her tits and her smooth belly and all over her thighs. Moonlight glistened across the shallow water in the redwood hot tub and in the pools of water Sandy and Mr. Schultz had splashed out onto the floor during their furious fuck-session.
Groggily, Sandy got up off the bench and walked bowlegged back into the house. Her sister Candy was waiting for her when she stepped into their bedroom.
"Well. Where have you been all night?" Candy asked, toying with her ponytail. "And what's that shit caked all over your tits?"
Sandy collapsed onto her bed and sighed heavily. Her wispy pussy-hairs were stuck fast to her cuntmound, stiff with dried jism. And a trail of blood and pussy-sauce had dried the inside of her thighs.
Candy jumped off her bed and ran over to get a closer look at her slow-moving sister. Then she held her nose and made a face. "You stink, too. You smell like Mom's dirty underpants."
"But it felt so good. Ohhhh."
"What are you talking about?" said Candy. "You look like somebody beat you up."
Sandy just rolled over and smiled, rubbing flakes of dried jism off her tits. Then a loud, slurping pussy-fart bubbled from between her raw cuntlips, followed by a thin stream of Mr. Schultz's cum.
Holding both hands over her mouth, Candy inhaled sharply and gasped. "You were out fucking!" she said, remembering the scene she had witnessed earlier between her mother and her horny brother.
"Where did you think I was? At church?"
"But Mom fucked at church once."
"Yeah, but did she get paid for it?" Sandy said, holding out the twenty-dollar bill.
Candy took it and unfolded the soggy paper. "You got all this just to fuck?"
"No, stupid," Sandy said. "I had to baby-sit, too."
"That's no fair," Candy said, pouting. "We're supposed to do that together."
"Mom gets all the money, anyway, so what difference does it make?"
Candy then looked down at her twin sister's wounded pussy. "What was it like? And who was it? Tell me, tell me!"
"It was just Mr. Schultz."
"Mr. Schultz! Mom said he has the biggest dick in the whole town. How did he get it all inside you, anyway? I bet you're lying."
Sandy sat up quickly and snarled at her sister. "Oh, yeah? Well, just look at this. I can prove I was fucking." She reached down and pulled back her tender pussy-flaps. Bits of her torn cherry and gobs of cum oozed out of her cunt-hole. "See?"
Candy stooped over and peered intently at her sister's pussy. "Okay, I believe you. But since you snuck away by yourself, you can't baby-sit with me tonight."
"What do you mean?"
Candy crossed her arms at held her chin high. "Mr. Karp called right after dinner and he needs a babysitter tomorrow. And you can't go."
"I don't care," Sandy said.
"And I'm going to fuck with him, too!"
"You are not."
"Yes I am."
"Unh-uh!"
Then the two girls started wrestling, hitting each other with pillows. It wasn't long before they fell asleep, exhausted from their playful flatting.
When she heard the horn honk outside, Candy ran to the door. "Bye, Mom!" she yelled, making one last-minute adjustment on her new bra before leaving. "I'll be home late!"
Opening the back door of the Karp's big station wagon, Candy climbed inside. She leaned over the back of the front seat – as close to Mr. Karp as possible.
"Well, hello Sandy," he said.
"I'm Candy," she replied, blinking her eyes like she had seen an actress do in a movie on TV.
"Oh, yes, I'm sorry. I always get you girls mixed up."
"You won't after tonight," Candy said, winking.
"I beg your pardon, young lady," said. Mrs. Karp, suddenly turning around to glare at the young girl.
"It's just that I'm such a good babysitter, you'll want me to come back all the time."
Mr. Karp reached over and stroked his wife's knee. Then he turned back to Candy and said, "Don't mind Mrs. Karp, dear. She's not always like this. Lately she's just been a little…"
"Shut up, Andy. Shut up and drive."
Winking at the girl, Mr. Karp shifted the car into gear and sped down the tree-lined suburban street. Candy tried to look over his shoulder and stare at his cock without Mrs. Karp noticing. When Mr. Karp shifted his leg over to hit the brake pedal, Candy got a good glimpse of his bulge. Just then, she breathed hotly with excitement across the man's neck – and she could have sworn she saw his prick twitch in his pants.
"Well, here we are," he said, stopping in front of his house. "There's leftovers in the fridge and Rosemary bought a bunch of Cokes for you and the kids. Make yourself at home, and we'll be home early."
Candy bounced out of the car and waved goodbye. After making sure she got in the house all right, Mrs. Karp turned to her husband and said, "You know, that Fildert girl is growing every day. And she'll probably turn out just like her mother – a big dirty slut! I still don't know why you hired her. Andy… Andy! Wipe that stupid grin off your face and get this car moving!"
"Yes, dear."
After finally getting the bratty Karp kids to go up to bed, Candy went into the kitchen to get something to eat. Opening the refrigerator, she stared at the shelves of food and drinks before opening up the crisper. Reaching into the pile of vegetables, she brought out a big juicy cucumber. The thought of Mr. Karp's fat cock had been bothering her all night, making her pussy drool constantly. And now she had to do something about it.
Hopping up onto the counter next to the sink, Candy hiked up her skirt and pulled her panties away from her cunt-hole. Then she eased the end of the green cucumber against her wet pink cuntlips. Holding on to the faucet with her other hand, Candy leaned back to get a better angle for the cold dildo.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhh!" she moaned, feeling hot flashes of desire rush through her drooling cunt. "Ohhhhh, sooooo good!"
Faster and faster she fucked herself with the cucumber until almost half of it was hidden in her tender young pussy. A small pool of cunt-sauce puddled between her legs on the slick Formica counter top. Then she remembered how her sister Sandy had looked when she returned from her thrilling fuck-session – all plastered with dried cum and blood and fuck-fluids. Oh, how Candy wanted to get fucked! Oh, how she wanted Mr. Karp's big fat cock reaming out her pussy.
She rammed the cucumber up her cunt as far as she could, grinding it against the back of her pussy on the end of the downstroke. With the big vegetable thrust in all the way, she rubbed her throbbing clit with her thumb. Then she began bucking her hips as the first spasms of orgasm racked through her cunt. Up and down she thrashed, smacking her pert asscheeks into the spreading puddle of pussy-sauce on the counter.
"Ahhhh! Ohhhh, yeahhh!" she moaned, her eyes locked tight in bliss, her lips quivering in ecstasy.
And then a sharp tap on the window glass of the kitchen door snapped Candy out of her impending come. She slipped back and thudded against the wall, knocking down pot holders and utensils that had been hanging above her head. The cucumber slipped out of her slippery pussy and rolled onto the floor.
Mr. Karp stood outside, waving and smiling at her, signaling Candy to open the door. She shook her head and took a deep breath before jumping down off the counter. Straightening out her dress, she walked over and let Mr. Karp into the kitchen.
"Oh, hi," she said, still a bit dazed. "Is anything wrong?"
"Well, yeah, I guess so," Mr. Karp said, gently rubbing the heel of his hand across his crotch. "Ah, I had to leave the party early. There's something the matter at my gas station – and I need your help."
"Sure, Mr. Karp. After all, I guess I'm still on duty. The kids are all asleep, so let's go."
It was exciting to ride next to Mr. Karp in his big car as they raced through the neighborhood on the way to his filling station. All the way there, Candy snugged up close, accidentally on purpose gripping his meaty thigh whenever he illegally passed another car or dashed through a blind intersection. It was all she could do to hold herself back from reaching up and grabbing his crotch. Oh, if only he knew what she really wanted, she thought. The heat waves passing through her hand were practically driving her crazy!
With a screech of burning rubber, Mr. Karp halted in the front of his office. The back of the big station wagon fishtailed around, knocking over a bubble-gum machine.
"I got a call saying some suspicious characters were seen over here," the big man said. "Come on, let's look around."
Mr. Karp grabbed the girl around the waist and carried her out of the car. He took her into the back and set her on a dirty workbench behind a stack of new radial tires.
Candy looked up at him and cast a sideways glance. Crossing her arms, she said, "Mr. Karp, are you sure something's wrong?"
"Well, ah, I guess… oh, you'll never understand. You see, when you get to… to be my age… you…"
"You what?" Candy said, licking her lips and running her tongue all around the outside of her mouth. "Maybe this will make you feel better."
Spreading her legs, Candy pulled back her skirt and revealed her wet crotch. Then she grabbed the side of her panties and exposed her pink pussy. Mr. Karp sighed and slapped his forehead, trying to keep his balance.
"It's okay. Mom says we can fuck whenever we want to. Really."
Karp gripped her knees with his rugged mechanic's hands and lowered himself toward the smiling girl's crotch. He closed his eyes and guided himself in on scent alone, wagging his tongue and drooling.
When the tip of his hot tongue finally touched her slick pussy-lips, Candy cried out wantonly. "Ohhhhh, yessss! Fuck me with your tongue. Pleeease!"
The big man slid his hands down to cup her sweet asscheeks, pushing her pussy harder against his face. He strained to lick his tongue as far up her pussy-tunnel as he could, gnawing on her clit with his upper teeth. Her wispy blonde cunt-hairs tickled his nostrils, and to keep from sneezing he inhaled raggedly and deep, breathing in the pungent aroma of her pussy fumes.
"Aaaawwwwhhhh! Mnmmmhhhhh!" he moaned, slobbering all over her crotch.
"Yeah, oh yeah." Candy gasped, running her hands through his hair. Then she clutched the back of his head and pulled him tighter up against her wet cunt. "Suck meeee! So gooooood!"
He inched his hands along the back of her asscheeks, still maintaining his fierce grip as he searched for her asshole. Karp thrust two fingers inside her puckered shitter, digging in viciously with his rough fingertips. Smashing his face down tighter again her cunt hole, the big man could feel his fingers working inside her ass tunnel as he scoured her pussy-walls with his fat tongue.
"Ahhhhh, shit! You're killing me!" Candy screwed, beating on the top of Mr. Karp's head with her fists. "Stop it! Aggghhhh!"
But he only increased the pressure of his face against her cunt. Karp's nose rasped against the girl's clit as he wallowed in her mushy pussy. A puddle of slobber and cunt-sauce pooled between her soft thighs, dripping off the edge of the oil stained workbench.
Then the horny men pulled his mouth from Candy's cunt with a loud slurping sound. He twisted his fingers deep into her asshole one last time before yanking them out. Holding his shit-stained fingers under his nose, the man inhaled deeply, arching his back and raising up on his tiptoes.
"Ahhh, what a smell. You're delicious, baby," he said, sighing dreamily. "What a sweet ass you got."
Candy found herself suddenly confused. Flashes of pain were searing through her tender asshole, but the hot itchy feelings in her cunt and the sight of Mr. Karp's lewdly throbbing bulge were getting her horny. She reached down and began massaging her pert tits until her nipples were standing up hard and erect. With her other hand, she teased the tip of her clit, producing delicious waves of desire that began shaking against the walls of her juicy pussy.
"Now I got a treat for you, little lady," Mr. Karp said, wiping off his mouth with the back of his hand. "And a great big surprise td go with it, too."
With that, the big man unzipped his pants and allowed his massive cock to flop out. He jacked it a few times, working his drooping foreskin up over the end of his red prick-tip and then sliding it back down again. A clear drop of pre-cum began oozing out from between the tender flaps of his piss-slit.
"Oooo, Mr. Karp! Are you gonna fuck me now? Huh?" the girl asked, unbuttoning her blouse.
"Heh, heh, not yet," he said, laughing and reaching down to squeeze his hairy ball-sac. "You're gonna suck me first. Yeah!"
After Candy removed her bra, Mr. Karp stepped up and spread her out on her belly along the edge of the workbench. Pushing stray tools and old coffee cans filled with oil out of the girl's way, Karp gripped her head and then forced the end of his meaty cock between her lips.
A look of utter satisfaction lit up his face as Candy swallowed the first few inches of his prick. She moved her tongue all over the dome-shaped head of his prick and squeezed her lips tight around his veiny cock-shaft.
"Yeah, that's it. Now you got it! Ohhhhh, suck it harder. Juice it up, you slut! Aanahhh!"
Candy ran her hands up and down the sides of Mr. Karp's hairy, heaving thighs. The feel of his crinkly leg hair sent warm thrills through her pussy and she began gushing cunt-sauce. The hot, sticky fluid oozed between her legs and she rubbed them together, spreading the slick juice all over.
Karp noticed her cunt creaming up nicely and he reached down to scoop up a handful of the musky pussy-sap. Then he spread the wet stuff all over his cock-shaft, applying a goodly amount to Candy's face and even forcing same into her mouth.
"Suck me like your mouth was a cunt," the man demanded. "And suck me good. Yeah!"
Candy continued slurping around his fat cock as best she could, gently nipping at his vein-riddled shaft with her teeth. She found it hard to breathe, choking and gasping occasionally, but she was determined to give the man a good blow-job. His hot cock-knob began battering at the back of her throat more brutally, but she never let up. Reaching around behind his pumping legs, Candy dug her fingers into the man's clenching asscheeks, trying to keep her mind off the pain in her mouth as Mr. Karp increased his grinding thrusts.
Then the horny gas-station owner reached into his shirt pocket and extracted a handkerchief. As Candy kept on sucking his cock, he carefully tied the white fabric into tiny knots. When he had constructed an evenly spaced string of knots, Mr. Karp reached down and began searching for Candy's asshole.
The girl rolled over to accommodate the man, making sure she didn't miss a stroke of his rapidly pumping cock. Spit and pre-cum leaked out from between her tightly clenching lips. And now Karp's balls were smacking wetly against Candy's pointed chin, adding another thrill to the delicious cock-sucking session. The pain in his balls agitated his boiling cum, and Candy could feel the cum-tube on the underside of Mr. Karp's big cock begin to spasm and grow taut.
Then her eyes suddenly bugged out as Candy felt the man trying to open up her asshole again. It was still tender from the last time he had reamed it out, and she clenched her asscheeks in surprise and pain. But as his massage became deeper and more rhythmic, Candy felt warm sensations of pleasure throbbing throughout her relaxing asshole.
"You're gonna love this, baby!" he hissed from between clenched teeth. "Yeah, yeah, ooooooow, yeah, bitch!"
Then Candy felt weird and clammy as she felt Mr. Karp begin to ram the knotted handkerchief into her asshole. One by one, he pushed the knots in as far as they would go, tamping them down with his thick thumb.
"Mmmphhhff! Hmmmphhh!" she moaned, protesting the sudden intrusion of the knots into her ass.
"Don't worry about it, kid," Karp said, pumping his cock into her face a little harder. "It's good for you, believe me. Seven knots to heaven, it's the greatest. Whoa!"
Mr. Karp felt himself about ready to blast off into Candy's tightly sucking mouth, so he forced the rest of the handkerchief into her asshole as fast as he could, leaving just the end sticking out. Then he jammed his thumb into her sopping-wet pussy from behind, digging his fingers into her asscheek. Then he tore his blood-engorged cock free of Candy's hot mouth.
"No, please!" the girl cried. "I could almost taste it. I wanted it so bad, Mr. Karp!"
He grinned at her lewdly as his erect cock throbbed up against his hairy belly. "You're gonna get it, baby, don't you worry. I'm gonna fuck your pussy right off!"
"Oh, yeah, do it! Fuck me so hard, Mr. Karp! Make me come and fuck the shit out of me right now. Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
The big man jumped up onto the workbench and jammed his knees between Candy's legs. He held her down on her back by pushing on her delicately rounded shoulders with both hands. Then he looked deep into her eyes while gently teasing the smooth skin of her belly with the tip of his wet cock.
Candy moaned with delight as warm flutters rippled through her belly and triggered another fresh rush of pussy-sauce. She arched up her hips, trying to rub her cunt against Mr. Karp's hairy ball-sac. And the wad of knotted handkerchief filled her asshole deliciously, sending flashes of heat up and down her ass-channel.
"Come on, please!" Candy pleaded. "Put it in me. Put your big cock in me now! And fuck me! Aaaahhhh!"
Karp inched his cook down and trailed his pricktip through the edge of her raspy, wispy pussy bush. Wet pre-cum stuck to her cunt-hairs. Then he moved his big cock down lower until he was nuzzling her sensitive clit.
"Yesssss! That feels so good!" the girl screamed. "Now put your fucking cock inside my pussy! Please!"
Candy reached down and dug her fingers into her outer pussy-lips. She held her juicy cunt-flaps wide apart, revealing her wet cunt-hole. It was winking, and spasming, oozing a continuous flow of thick lubricating juice.
Karp slipped his cock-head down the slimy furrow of her parted cunt-flaps, feeling the thrilling heat of her slick pussy blaze into his cock-flesh. Then he gently cased the tip of his prick into her hole, fucking in just the head. His balls tightened up against the base of his throbbing dick, boiling with the massive load of cum he almost blasted into the girl's mouth.
"Now, baby, now," he said softly, his eyelids half-closed in ecstasy. "This is fucking it. And it feels so fucking good!"
Candy reached around the man's broad shoulders and began hitting him with her tight fists. "Fuck me! Come on! What's the matter? Are you scared to fuck? Huh?"
Karp moved his hands in from her silky smooth shoulders and eased his fingers around her neck. He could feel her tendons bulging out and her pulse began throbbing harder.
"I'll show you who's scared," he said through tight lips.
With one mighty lunge, Karp was ball-deep in Candy's tight cunt. He held his cock inside her, smiling like a madman, watching a red flush tinge Candy's chest.
"Aaaaaggghh! Ohhh, that's… more… like it," the girl gasped, starting to grind her hips against Karp's hairy groin. "That's… what I call… a cock! Ohhhhh! Fuck meeeee! Ohhhhhh! Fuck meeeee!"
As the big man began a furious fucking tempo, he cased his hairy chest down to grind against her hard nipples. Then he started kissing all over the top of her head, trying to lean down and slobber into her earlobes.
Candy's pussy was so fresh and tight that each time Karp withdrew his tock after ramming her deep, her cunt would still be stuck fast to his shaft. There was practically an air-tight seal on his big prick. And every time he slammed back down, Mr. Karp smacked Candy's ass hard against the workbench. Splinters poked her in the butt and pained her at first, but as the tempo picked up and the fucking became more mindless, Candy found that the pain had been transformed into gut wrenching pleasure. She shrieked out her delight as the furious pace of the fucking increased.
Harder and faster he drilled his cock into Candy's cunt. Now his load of hot cum was beginning to flow into his thick cum-tube on the underside of his glistening cock-shaft.
The sudden swelling of Mr. Karp's cock triggered new thrills in Candy's pussy. "Ohhh, I can feel it! I can feel it so good! Shoot it in me so I can come!" the girl pleaded as she felt her climax building and building.
Mr. Karp grunted and blew hot breath all over her face. He was fucking so hard that the wrenches and hammers hanging on the wall began rattling. Each time he hit bottom in her cunt, he would grind his hips against her pussy-mound, trying to thrill her clit by rubbing across it.
"Ohhh, I'm coming now, Mr. Karp!" she screamed. "Please shoot out that hot stuff into my pussy. Ohhh, I have to come so bad!"
As he grunted with delight, feeling the first jet of his jism rip through his cock-shaft, Mr. Karp reached down to find the end of the handkerchief that was still crammed inside Candy's asshole. Then his cum splashed the back of her cunt as he began freely shooting his load. He could feel her cunt-walls spasming around his cock-shaft as she began to come.
"Now, baby!" he said hoarsely. "Hang on, bitch! Ripcord!"
With one quick tug, Mr. Karp jerked the hanky from Candy's ass. Then her cunt went into a riot of convulsions around his spurting prick.
"Aaaaogoghhhh! Ohh, shit… so gooooood!" the girl screamed, thrashing around out of control as super-intense sensations ripped through her cunt and asshole. She dug her fingernails into Karp's back and bucked her hips wildly. And her pussy began gushing wave after wave of cum-sauce. Soon, the whole garage was filled with the constant squishing and slurping sounds of Mr. Karp's cock sluicing in and out of Candy's mushy cunt.
The big man brought the soiled hanky up to his nose and inhaled deeply as he spurted the last wads of jism into Candy's pussy. He rubbed the handkerchief all around his nose until the edges of his nostrils won tinted brown.
"Ohhh, baby, what'd I tell you?" he sighed, licking the end of the knotted fabric. "Ohhhh, so damn good, I can't believe it!"
"Mmmmmm, I love it," Candy cooed, kissing his chest.
They fucked slower and slower, enjoying the sloppy feeling of cum and fuck-sauces squishing around between their compressed bellies. Mr. Karp was breathing deeply and Candy pressed her ear up against his warm furry chest to listen to his heart beating frantically. Then they wound down together, purring in each other's arms.
Then Candy coyly tapped Mr. Karp on the shoulder. When he opened his eyes and smiled at her, the girl said, "We better get back now. I left the lights on in your house and the door is still open."
The big man grinned. "I could give a big fat shit," he said, laughing. "All I want to do is fuck."
Candy giggled. "Okay, but first I have to blow my nose," she said sweetly.
Karp frowned and then his face lit up when he got the joke. Slapping the knotted handkerchief across her forehead, he said, "You're a clever cunt."
They both laughed happily and then hugged each other tight.