Janice saw Pam's father, Frank, the next day.
She saw him washing his car, wearing a pair of trunks. She watched him from the living room window. She gazed at the front of his trunks everytime he was facing her, remembering his cock as it was sucked by his daughter, then the way it stretched Pam's pink, sugary cunt.
She was more and more certain that Frank and Pam knew they had been seen, that the whole thing was staged deliberately. People simply did not leave their drapes open when they fucked, and most especially a father and daughter.
As with past days, this one was hot and somewhat humid. Janice wore a short tennis outfit. Her flawless tits were not confined by a restricting bra. Being drawn to Frank more than ever before, she went into the front yard of her home. She waved to the man and walked across the lawn.
"Need any help with that?" she offered, feeling bold and absolutely shameless.
"Almost done," Frank replied. He held the hose, squirting water over the soapy hood of the car. "Thought I'd take the day off and get some things done around the house. I decided I couldn't put it off any longer."
"You forgot this," Janice said, bending over to pick up the sponge in a pail of soapy water. She scrubbed at a muddy place on the lower fender. Her back was toward Frank, and she knew he could see the creamy backs of her thighs, and, she hoped, her tight panties.
After she scrubbed the mud off, she straightened up and faced the man. Her eyes moved to the front of his trunks, and a slow smile spread over her lips. His cock was swelling, she saw.
She started to say something, but suddenly the hose slipped out of his hand. When he grabbed for it, the spray was turned toward Janice. Within a moment she was soaked clear through. With a lot of squealing and dancing about, she felt her tennis outfit mold her body.
"Sorry about that," Frank said.
"Sure," Janice replied, laughing to let him know she didn't mind.
Her tennis outfit was soaked, clinging to her slender and well curved body. She saw the way Frank was looking at her. When she looked down, she saw the outfit, soaked with water, was almost transparent. The outline of her bikini panties were there, as well as the thrust of her tits. Before she lifted her eyes to his face, she let them linger significantly on the front of his trunks. His cock was swollen hard now. It was beautifully outlined, even the head as it poked up and off to one side.
"I take that back," he said in a hoarse voice. "I'm not at all sorry about it."
Looking him directly in the eye now, Janice said, "I'm not, either." Her words came out husky, filled with the erotic need she felt for this man. "I'm glad it happened."
The hose was dropped, the water squirting over the green lawn. Frank stepped toward Janice, and then she was pressing, against him. She felt his hard cock probing at her stomach, her tits flattening against his chest as he pulled her into his arms, his mouth crushing her lips. Janice wrapped her arms around his waist, and she began to grind her stomach against his throbbing cock.
Pulling away from him, she looked up into his eyes. Resting her hands on his broad shoulders, she said in a whispery voice, "Some nosey people might be watching us."
"We can take care of that," he said, his voice gruff with desire. "Your house or mine?"
"Who cares!" she whispered.
Frank took her hand and they moved swiftly into his house. Janice was dripping wet, but neither of them minded that. After he closed the door, he took her into his arms again, only this time his hands clutched at her swelling ass. "I don't suppose this is any time to act shy," Janice whispered as she shoved her hand between their bodies. She gripped his cock through the trunks, squeezing it. "I don't feel shy, just downright hot!"
She mewled as he began to pull at the zipper in the back of her soaked tennis outfit. As he undressed her, Janice squeezed and stroked his prick, sliding her fingers beneath the elastic waistband. She rubbed the smooth head of his prick, feeling the dripping juices. Her tennis outfit slipped to the floor, then Frank was showing her tight bikini panties down. Janice had to help him; she peeled her panties down, kicking them away, then stood beautifully naked as he quickly got rid of his trunks.
Her eyes went to his cock immediately, seeing it up close for the first time. She gripped his prick eagerly in one hand, the other taking hold of his hairy balls.
"Ohhh, God!" Janice whimpered with heat.
Frank ran his hands all over her steaming flesh, felt the swells of her tits, the curves of her ass, between her thighs and the hairiness of her cunt.
"Here," he said in a thick voice, shoving objects off the low coffee table. He placed Janice upon it, pressing her shoulders down until she was sprawled on her back. Her head hung over one end and her legs over the other. Frank parted her thighs, and then she felt his cock pressing against the heat of her cunt.
"Hurry! Oh, God… hurry!" she groaned.
She felt his weight settle upon her as his cock penetrated her hairy pussy. He was grasping one tit, his fingers digging into the smooth mound as he shoved his cock very deep into her pussy. She felt his heavy, hairy balls smack her ass cheeks and her cunt seemed stretched beyond description. His cock was thick, very thick, and it stuffed her gripping cunt to the utmost limits.
As his hips began to move, his cock fucking back and forth, Janice felt his mouth close on her tit. He sucked at her nipple, his tongue swirling about it. She let her head dangle, her hair sweeping the floor, arching her hips up to meet the fantastic thrust of his cock.
The coffee table was narrow, and she gripped the edges with tight fingers, whimpering and mewling and cooing with delight.
Frank fucked her with powerful thrusts. His cock was so huge and long that she was going through orgasms from the first penetration of that smooth, huge head. His hairy balls banged and bounced upon her hot ass cheeks, the thick hairs tickling her. It seemed to Janice that Frank's cock fucked all the way into her stomach. She boiled with the starving need for his prick, and her ass churned up and down. She had placed her feet flat on the floor, her knees wide, and with the bunching muscles of her stomach and thighs, she flung her cunt up and down, meeting his movements with a reeling mind of wanton ecstasy.
Every inch of Janice's body burned with delight. Goosebumps rippled up and down her naked flesh. She gurgled and moaned, her cunt sucking at his cock. Her cunt was so sensitive, she felt him throb with the lips of her pussy, felt the ridges and grooves, and the swelling of his cock head as it slipped along the hot, wet, satiny walls of her cunt.
"Oh, God! Ohhh, God!" she wailed as her hips thrashed and churned beneath his pounding prick. "So good, Frank! So fucking good! Ahhh, fuck me, Frank… I love it so much!"
She could hear Frank mumbling, but the words didn't penetrate the erotic fog of her mind. The only thing that penetrated her was that enormous, deliciously hard cock.
The excitement that had been building within Janice ever since she had been watching this man jack off by the window, then seeing him fuck his daughter, had reached its climax.
What she didn't know was Frank had been looking at her every chance he had, desiring her, wanting to fuck her with a desperation. The tension within him was as great as it was in Janice. Their fucking was turning into a contest of erotic ecstasy.
Frank drove his cock deep and powerfully into her gripping wet cunt. Janice churned and thrashed with exploding orgasms, her cunt convulsing hotly about his stretching cock. Her hips lifted and banged, grinding against his pelvis as he plunged as deep as he could. She could hear him snorting about her nipple, and she flung her arms around his waist, holding him tightly as her hips swung in wild abandon.
With a bellow, Frank slammed into her cunt and his body went rigid.
Janice felt his cock swell, then it jerked. And hot, gushing come juice began to flood her cunt.
"Ohhhh, yes!" she screamed, hugging him tightly. "God, yes! Come… oh, fill my fucking hot cunt with your come juice! Fill me… fuck me…"
The come juice seeped from the tight opening of her cunt lips and flowed along the cheeks of her shaking ass, but she didn't care. Her pussy was sucking frantically at his gushing cock, drawing every drop of his precious come juice deeply into her still burning cunt.
When Frank's body relaxed, she ran her hands up and down his back.
"You don't know how long I've been wanting this," she murmured.
Frank pulled from her, sitting on the floor next to the low coffee table. Janice mewled softly as his hands moved about her naked body, fondling her swelling tits. He molded her right tit with both hands, making her rigid nipple stand up. As he circled his tongue about it, Janice shivered. When he pulled her nipple into his mouth and began to suck, his tongue flicking the tender, sensitive tip, she writhed her naked ass on the table. As he chewed gently on her nipple, his hand moved along her trembling stomach, down her creamy thigh, tenderly along the inner surface where her flesh was almost like satin.
"I know," he murmured, kissing her smooth tit. "I know, because I've been wanting you, too."
Janice dropped her hand over the coffee table. She searched about until she felt his cock. Taking it in her hand, she slowly stroked his prick, feeling the head and all those wet juices clinging to it. Working her fist back and forth, she squeezed his cock with pleasure.
"You're a hot one, Janice," he said, sliding his hand up between her thighs, cupping her cunt and pressing into it. "I knew you'd be hot the first time I saw you."
"I can't help it," she whispered, feeling his cock grow in her hand.
"I understand that," he said, rubbing her clitoris. "Probably better than you think."
She shivered as his fingers rubbed at her throbbing clitoris. Arching her ass up, Janice felt Frank slip his finger into her cunt, and then it was moving in and out the way his cock had done. Sliding bet hand down, she cupped his hairy balls, tugging and twisting them, causing Frank to groan in delight.
Janice scooted back on the coffee table, her head hanging over the end, her hair brushing the floor.
"Frank, I want to taste it," she whispered throatily. "I want to taste your cock! Please, put it in my mouth!"
"I'm still wet from your cunt, Janice," he said.
"I want it anyway," she hissed wickedly. "I want to feel your cock inside my mouth with all that juice on it! I want to lick it off… suck your cock until you come!"
"Are you sure?"
"Do it, Frank!"
He stood up and moved to the end of the coffee table. Looking down, he saw the passion on her lovely face. Janice looked up between his thighs as he straddled her dangling head. His balls were beautiful, so hairy and heavy looking. His cock, shining with moisture, stood outward from that thick patch of wiry hair, the head so round and smooth. She could see the cheeks of his ass and the deep crack between them. Sliding her hot, eager hands up the backs of his thighs, she cupped her palms on his ass cheeks, her fingers slipping into the crack. His thighs, rubbing lightly against her head, thrilled her as she gazed upward.
Frank bent his knees, lowering his crotch to her waiting face. Janice spread her legs wide, drawing her feet up onto the coffee table, but keeping her knees wide apart so he could look at her hairy, pink cunt. She felt him place his hands on her firm tits as she turned her head slightly and kissed the inside of his thigh, her tongue flicking over his flesh. His balls brushed her face, and she turned her mouth to them. For a few moments, she thrilled herself and him by licking his hairy balls, her tongue swirling hotly and wetly. Sucking one of his large balls into her mouth, Janice mewled as her nose probed the crack of his ass, his cock throbbing heavily. She felt his prick dripping moisture down her neck, and that sent a ripple of ecstasy through her.
Releasing his balls, she lapped at them, probing the tip of her tongue behind them and very near his asshole. She loved having his balls on her face, the heat of them sending erotic signals down to her bubbling cunt. Her tongue swirled and licked every inch of his hairy balls, behind them, and at the base of his intensely hard cock.
Frank moved slightly, and the head of his prick was aimed at her mouth. With a gurgle Janice sucked the large head of his cock between her lips. The skin was hot and very smooth against her tongue. Her lips stretched widely, more than they had ever stretched around a cock before.
Janice whimpered with ecstasy as Frank pressed more and more of his cock into her mouth. She felt her mouth becoming stuffed, filled almost to capacity. Frank continued slipping more of his cock into her mouth. His hands kept up a relentless squeezing and caressing of her tits, inflaming her even more.
Feeling the head of his cock probe at her throat. Janice was sure she couldn't take any more. But Frank moved deeper, and then she felt her nose at his balls, and his cock seemed as if it went into her stomach. Janice's cunt spasmed with erotic pleasure. Her ass pumped up and down, knees still wide.
Frank began to fuck her mouth, lifting his cock up and then shoving it down. Janice did not have to keep her lips tight; his cock was so thick, they were already tight around it. She gave a mewl of wanton hunger when he started fucking her mouth. With every downward plunge, his balls banged at her nose, sending rippling thrills through her. She clutched at the cheeks of his ass, pulling and clawing at them as her passion grew hotter and wilder.
While Frank fucked Janice in her greedy mouth, he ran one hand over her shaking flesh, the other still squeezing a spongy tit. She felt his hand moving up and down the puffy lips of her cunt, rubbing at her swollen clitoris as she twisted her steamy ass. Her tongue pressed at his cock as he fucked her mouth, her cheeks clinging to his prick desperately. She felt his cock throbbing as he drove it deep. She was not at all uncomfortable with the thick length of his cock in her mouth.
"Suck me, suck me!" she heard him urging in a thick voice as his hands moved over her spongy tits, down her body and into her crotch. "Suck my cock, Janice! Ohhh, what a hot cocksucker you are! Oh, baby, you've sure got a hot, wet mouth! Suck my prick… oh, suck it hard!"
Frank was fucking her mouth more than she was sucking him. Her mouth had become a cunt for his cock. She would let him fuck her mouth or cunt anytime he wanted, she decided.
With her fingers digging into the cheeks of his pumping ass, Janice shoved one into the crack. She rubbed it furiously against his tight asshole while he fucked her mouth, urging him to thrust faster and harder. Orgasms burned through her cunt as his hands moved over the puffy lips, twisting and pinching at her sensitive clitoris. Janice was making soft, muffled sounds around his prick, sounds of intense ecstasy.
Her neck was at an awkward angle, but she was not at all uncomfortable. His cock banged into her mouth. As long as she had his huge, hard cock in her mouth at this moment, he could do anything with her. The taste of her own cunt clinging to his cock added to her pleasure.
"Oh, suck my cock, Janice!" she heard him grunting as his fingers pulled at the lips of her cunt, making her clitoris stand out in tight, tingling orgasms. "Suck it… suck it! I'm about to come, Janice! Oh, I'm going to give you a mouthful of come juice."
And his cock went off.
Janice felt his prick jerk once, then there was a hot, foaming splash of come juice flooding her mouth. The precious thick taste coated her tongue and filled her mouth with jetting spurts. She swallowed in moist, gurgling ecstasy. She arched her crotch up into his hands, her cunt convulsing in spastic reflex. The sounds she made told Frank that she was an intensely erotic woman, one who loved to suck a hard cock and taste it squirting down her throat.
She was reluctant to let his cock go. She gave a disappointed mewl as it slipped out of her mouth. Frank sat on the floor once more, but this time at her head. He leaned over and kissed her lips, running his tongue over them.
"You know, Janice," he said, "you're one hell of a good cocksucker. I'm partial to getting my cock sucked, I think."
Looking at him from her upside-down position, she smiled with warmth. "I'm kind of partial to sucking cock, too."
"What else turns you on?"
"Anything!" she replied. "Anything you can think of turns me on!"
He laughed, but it was a laugh of delight, not derision. "I knew it! I knew it from the time I first saw you."
"Then what took you so long to let me know?" she asked, still looking at him with her head dangling over the edge of the coffee table.
"Wanted to make sure, that's all."
He started to say something else, but he lifted his eyes as the front door opened.