Isobel put on a great act, Eddie thought; if he hadn't known better, he would have sworn she was smashed to the ears when Beth led her wobbling from the room. But once beyond hearing of her old man, she came erect smiling and whispered to Beth: «Good luck.»
Beth took her time returning to where a put-out man waited, making a trip to the kitchen first, killing time while she was supposed to be tucking Isobel into bed to sleep it off. Then she drifted back down the hall where Eddie and Isobel crouched. Linda was hidden in the living room closet, waiting her chance to ambush Clayton Zachary, who didn't have the faintest idea of what was going on.
Leaning close, Beth murmured, «I'll get him to screw me, don't worry. I think he's already interested.»
«If he's not,» Isobel hissed back, «he's lost his balls. You're simply devastating in that dress. Go get him, tigress.»
And after she was gone, Isobel said into Eddie's ear, «I suppose I should feel evil, or something, because I'm encouraging another woman to seduce my husband. But I don't feel like that; I'm only very glad for them both.»
He put one arm around her slim waist and she dropped a hand into his crotch, but it wasn't quite the same while they were both wearing clothes. When they heard the subdued buzz of talk in the living room, they eased down the hallway to where they could peep beneath the ornate room divider. There were potted plants below it, good camouflage to hide behind.
Clayton was a good-looking guy, Eddie admitted; the man was even taller than his wife, with good shoulders and no pot belly, and he dressed pretty mod. There was grey in his hair, especially just over the ears, but that didn't detract from his appearance, and Eddie hoped he wasn't too old to really ball. He had no idea how old a guy had to be, before he stopped raising a hard.
From where he and Isobel were hunkered down, they could see and hear everything that went on in the living room; they watched and listened, both of them anxious for everything to go all right.
«I'm sorry about Isobel,» Clayton said. «Usually she holds her liquor far better than that.»
«That's all right,» Beth said, sitting down on the couch beside the tall man. She looked terrific in her short dress, Eddie thought; it was light blue and hung to every curve of her body, besides showing off a lot of spectacular leg. «Isobel has been moody of late, as if she's lonely.»
«Lonely?» Clayton's laugh was edged with bitterness. «Not her; she has plenty of friends, mostly men.»
«I don't know what to say about that,» Beth said. «Maybe it's better we don't talk about your wife. Let's talk about us. I've always thought you an extremely interesting man, Clayton.»
His eyebrows went up. «You have? You've never shown it, Beth. And with that chilly attitude of yours, nobody would ever suspect.»
«That was before I knew better,» she said, her voice dropping almost to a purr. «Try me now.» But she didn't wait for him to make the first move; she turned on the couch and slid into the man's arms with her ripe mouth uplifted.
Isobel's hand tightened upon Eddie's thigh and she breathed it into his ear: «Damn! He never knew what hit him.»
Eddies eyes were fixed upon his lovely aunt as the woman went to work on Clayton, her mouth hotly mobile and her tongue lancing against the man's. Her hands were busy, too, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding next to his bare skin, exploring his shocked flesh while Clayton seemed numbed by surprise.
He might be numb, but the guy wasn't dead, Eddie saw, because the sudden bulge in his pants was plain, and he was feeling over the ripely rounded curve of Beth's hip, his hand drifting down to her uncovered pale thigh. Beth broke the kiss and looked up into his eyes to say, «Take me, Clayton. Oh, I'm so hot for you, darling. Let's fuck.»
His eyes widened, «Beth! I never expected to-«
She was at his zipper, whipping it down and plunging a hand into his pants to bring out his stiff prick. It was nowhere as big as uncle Brad's, Eddie saw, but a good sturdy one with a reddish head and heavily veined around its throbbing shaft.
«Right here and right now,» Beth panted, fondling his cock.
«But the children,» Clayton protested. «And we don't know if Isobel-«
«Screw the kids and Isobel too,» Beth said, and Eddie damned near choked as Isobel whispered into his ear: «Now there's a great idea!»
Then Beth was on her feet, whipping her dress over her head. She wore nothing beneath it, and her fine, strong tits sprang free, their dark pink nipples vibrant with passion, her golden mound heaped so generously with beguiling pubic hair, her white thighs spread proudly apart. Hands upon her hips, she swayed her body, rolled its pristine belly in suggestive motions, grinding her mossy crotch at the man, humping her pussy appealingly at him.
«Get undressed, Clayton,» she whispered, sliding her hands up over her writhing flesh to cup and proffer her full tits. «But hurry, please. I can't wait to feel your hard prick inside my hot cunt.»
He moved jerkily, fumbling at his clothes and somehow managing to get them all off, but not without casting an apprehensive glance at the hallway where his wife had disappeared. Then he didn't have much chance to think about anything else except the sleek and scented flesh that descended upon him. Beth pushed the man back upon the couch and lay down on top of him as she kissed him hungrily, her hands trailing up and down his tensed skin.
Then she was lifting her upper body, thrusting a gorged nipple into his mouth for him to suck upon, all the while ticktocking her steaming pussy against some part of his body. «You're nice and hard, Clayton. There darling – that's right; suck my tit a little while I reach around behind us and find your stiff cock. Oh, I have, it.»
Eddie watched his auntie gripping the guy's shaft, saw her rubbing the distended head back and forth into the humid fur of her thatched pussy, and knew that Clayton must be feeling hot thrills all the way up into his asshole. Beth was wasting no time getting it on, and Eddie wondered how Linda was taking the scene they were all observing, whether his little sister was fingering herself in the dark closet.
«Look at her starting to feed my husband's prick up into her lovely pussy,» Isobel said softly. «I don't think I've ever seen Clayton's cock that hard, even when we were first married.»
Eddie watched the distended rod being pressed up into Beth's hairy cunt, the glans slowly penetrating the thick barricade of shaggy hair and finding the hot opening of her labia. Clayton shivered when his cockhead touched into that delicious wetness, and he reached around to cup Beth's ass in both hands, digging his fingers into that silken and giving flesh.
The guy's prick slipped up inside the searing juiciness of Beth's receptive cunt as she brought down her crotch; then she was straddling him, her cunt lips mashed against the root of his cock, the rug of her pubic hair into his upper balls. He was buried inside that gorgeous vagina, Eddie saw; Clayton's shaft was being caressed by the rippling velvet walls of her pussy so soft and suctioning.
Beth's modeled ass pumped sensuously up and down, and Eddie eyed the way the man's prick glistened with her lubricating juices as it was about halfway exposed with each stroke. Beth began to talk to him then: «Oh, you feel so wonderful, so hard and strong. It's so good to fuck you, Clayton – so very good. Stick it to me deep, darling – ah yes, let me roll my pussy around your cockhead like this, and like this – ahh, it tickles my clit so much.»
«Beth,» he hissed, «oh good lord, Beth! You don't know how long I've dreamed of getting into this marvelous cunt, how often I stared at your superb ass when you walked and envied Paul for being able to fuck you any time he wanted.»
«Listen to him,» Isobel whispered against Eddie's neck, her hand probing inside his jeans now as she stared at her husband fucking her best friend. «He never let on that he was hot for Beth, not once.»
«He's hot now,» Eddie answered softly, «and I'll bet Linda is, too. Please don't jack me off, Isobel. I want to save it for later, when we all get together.»
«Then do it to me,» she pleaded. «Here, I'll drop my slacks and pull off these damned panties so you can get a finger up my cunt.»
Eddie cupped the damp pussy in one hand, not looking away from the pair screwing in the other room. He felt Isobel's cunt lips wet against his palm, and felt between them with his middle finger, slipping it up into her flowing vagina. How about that, he thought: while Clayton Zachary was feeding the meat to Beth, here was young Eddie, feeling up into Mrs. Zachary's pussy at the same time. And it wouldn't be too long before the man would know what was going on, before he'd actually see a kid getting into his wife's hotly dripping snatch.
On the couch, Beth was heaving her lovely ass and twisting upon the buried prick, flattening her breasts into Clayton's chest and burrowing her mouth greedily into his gasping one. Eddie could tell that his darling auntie was close to coming, and he thought that Clayton couldn't hold out much longer, either. The first feel of a strange, eager cunt really turned any guy on and made that initial fuck quicker than the rest would be. Still, the man was getting a priceless hunk of ass right there.
Slipping his finger around inside Isobel's searing vagina, Eddie found the clit and rubbed it, stroked it while the woman wiggled and humped, her breath gushing hotly into his ear. She was identifying with Beth being fucked by her old man, Eddie thought, just as he was somehow a part of that stiff cock pistoning into his aunt's fabulous cunt.
«Beth!» Clayton cried out «Oh Beth, you hot, beautiful bitch – I'm coming, coming!»
«Me too!» Beth said huskily, blurring her pussy frantically upon the pounding rod until she suddenly went taut and stopped grinding her crotch. Her orgasm was rocking her body, Eddie knew, making her sweet pussy do wild tricks around the embedded prick it clasped so tightly.
He saw Clayton's balls contract, and sensed the power of the onrushing semen that went thundering up through the pulsing shaft to hurtle from the flexing cockhead, spitting the greasy load into Beth's snatch. It would be thick there, geysering up to the basket of her cervix and spattering the woman's vaginal walls, clinging there like white glue as Beth's pussy shuddered in honeyed convulsions.
Isobel hunched violently against his hand, twirling her pelvis and groaning through her teeth as she also came. He felt her abundance of juices drip down into his palm and between his other fingers. She could really bathe a guy with her love oils, he thought, and wondered how it would feel to have that slippery and aromatic fluid all over. They'd have to try it soon, sliding around in her cunt juices as they fucked.
Beth climbed off the supine man, allowing his still rigid prick to plop out of her pussy, one knee bent at his right side, her left foot on the carpet and that leg straight as she posed radiant and provocative above him. «There,» she said, «that was the first time, darling, but there will be more – lots more. All the pussy you can ever desire.»
His voice was subdued as Clayton answered. «It was wonderful. Beth – even more so than I had ever dared to dream. But we'll have to be careful, very careful; even though Isobel and I haven't been getting along all that well lately, she's still my wife, and could cause an ugly scene.»
«Oh?» Beth smiled back over her shoulder as she walked away from him, her ass swinging in fascinating arcs. «Somehow, I don't think she will. But please excuse me now, Clayton. I'll go upstairs and check on her.»
Isobel humped at Eddie's finger as he removed it from the slippery depths of her dripping cunt. «Now for little Linda: that's her cue. She'll scare my husband silly.»
Beth joined them then, squatting upon the carpet and nudging Eddie with the fullness of one soft breast. «How'ed I do?»
«Terrific,» he whispered. «Now to see if my sister can carry off her part.»
Beth kissed his cheek. «How can you wait so patiently? I thought of you while I was fucking him, of your poor, aching cock.»
«Later,» he said. «Linda's opening the closet door right now.» He watched her slip out and make it half-way across the room before Clayton saw her.
The man had been reaching for his shorts, but he stopped in mid-motion, his eyes snapping wide and his mouth falling open. On top of literally being caught with his pants down and his prick still hard, he was staring at a totally naked young girl.
Linda said. «Don't blow your cool, mister. I watched it all from over there, and saw everything you did to my auntie. You really use that cock pretty good, once you get started.»
Clayton swallowed audibly, unmoving as Linda sway-hipped toward him, soft lights gleaming from the polished tan of her nude body, reflecting from the feathery brown curls of her pubic mound. He said then, «But what – why – look, you'd better go hide again. If your auntie catches you here with me like this, young as you are-«
She kept coming, and was right up on him before he shrank away from her and tried to pull his shorts over his upright shaft. Linda said, «Don't worry about her, or your old lady either. They're both out of the way. Besides, if you don't fuck me, I'll scream rape.»
«You wouldn't!» Clayton's eyes darted around the room, seeking some kind of help that wasn't in sight. Limply, he allowed the girl to take his hands and draw him off the couch on his knees. Eddie grinned as he saw how neatly his baby sister was handling it, how she was forcing the stunned guy into screwing her, and doing it very deftly, very smoothly. Now she was down beside him, taking his head in her hands to kiss him savagely.
The man didn't have a chance, Eddie thought; Linda tongued him and pulled him down as she felt of his cock and cupped his balls. Even though he had come only minutes before, this new hot body and this strange, eager young girl were doing things to him.
Deftly, Linda slipped beneath the man, spreading her slim legs and tugging at his prick with one anxious hand. Clayton still appeared to be stunned, as if he were caught up in a dream that he couldn't even try to control. But the writhing, heaving body of the delectable young girl beneath his own was overpowering, and he didn't struggle as Linda guided his smeared cockhead down into the hot, rubbery lips of her nubile pussy.
«Fuck me, fuck me,» she panted, lurching up with her eager pelvis to force the man's knob into her tight young snatch. «Stick this hard prick to me just like you stuck it to Auntie Beth. Ah yes, lover – there it goes, right into my hot cunt. Oh, oh – shove it all the way, man – push it up into me right to your balls, because I can take it.»
Silently, Clayton jammed his cock home, gasping as he felt the narrowness, the blazing contraction of the girlish pussy close around his strange rod. She bucked against him, wheeling her trim ass and gyrating her crotch as his prick began to stroke inside her lithe body. Eddie thought that the guy was hypnotized by his sister, that he had never experienced a girl so young coming on so strong, and that now he wouldn't take his cock out of that clenching vagina even if all hell broke loose around him.
Beth nuzzled into his cheek on one side, and Isobel breathed into his ear on the other. «Now we've got him,» Beth whispered. «If any man was ever trapped by a couple of juicy cunts, Clayton is.»
«Good,» Isobel hissed, «because after he comes in her, we're all going out and surprise him some more. It's going to be a long, lovely night.»