The little blonde paused at the door. Her heart was beating like a trip-hammer. She wondered if she ought to knock or just go on up. She hesitated a moment, then decided that it would be less risky if she went on inside. She opened the door quietly, then climbed the stairs, taking special care to make as little sound as possible.
He would be expecting her, she knew. Well, maybe it wasn't her he expected. He was after a little nooky, though. He would be waiting for his pussy to show up. Wouldn't he be surprised to see the new package? The thought sent a shiver of excitement up the girl's spine.
She'd been lucky. She'd been lucky all around. First, she had been lucky that they hadn't known she was sunning on the patio. She'd been in a different spot than usual. She had pulled a chaise lounge off to the side. Karen had been laying quietly, almost hidden up against the hedge that separated the gardens from the pool and terrace.
Nina hadn't seen her. Roger couldn't have seen her. She had stirred from her light nap just in time to catch the maid slipping across the stones and easing into the garden. Something about the stealth made Karen suspicious. Nina kept glancing back toward the house like she wanted to be sure that no one was watching her. Since she hadn't wanted to be watched, Karen watched her. She watched through the hedge as the maid went into the garden and walked softly up behind Roger. She caught him unawares, wrapping her arms about him and hugging him tauntingly. She rubbed those immense tits an against him while a broad, pleased smile broke across the boy's face.
"Hey!" he laughed. "Cut it out! If you want to play, then let me get around facing you. I've got a big piece of meat I'd like to rub against you."
"Not here!" Nina scolded him. "You get that pecker moving against me and we'd be here all day."
"Great idea!" Roger answered, breaking free of her embrace and turning to face her. Karen felt a pang of jealousy and resentment as he pulled the brunette against him and hunched his hot prick against her. At least the blonde assumed it was hot. From the reaction of the brunette it must have been steaming. Nina pulled back like she'd been scalded. Her eyes smiled, but the rest of her body acted angry.
"Stop that!" she hissed at him. "You'll get plenty of time to do that!"
"When?" he asked, reaching out and cupping one of her tits while he stared at her. "Damn, woman! You come out and rub those beauties all over me, then my to keep cool."
"For now," she replied. "Isn't this your afternoon to work on the books?"
"You know it is," he agreed. "I'll be upstairs for an hour or so, balancing the account. Can't have Mr. W. getting mad because I spend money without giving account. Why?"
"I just thought you might need a little help," Nina told him, a faint smile playing about her mouth. "Since you'll have an excuse to be inside, I thought I might supply more reason."
"Just be sure the girl doesn't catch you again," Roger muttered. "You've been getting careless. We don't want the family to know about our fun times. You let Karen keep seeing you coming out of the garage and she'll get suspicious. Let her tell her old man and we'll both get fired."
"You think so?" Nina asked. "I don't. I don't think Mr. Wilson would want to fire me. Maybe his wife wouldn't let him fire you."
"Shut up!" the boy snapped, giving her a quick slap on the ass. "Don't talk that way!"
Nina posed her body for him, thrusting her tits provocatively toward him for a moment, then turning away. She looked back over her shoulder and winked at him.
"Ill see you this afternoon," she promised. "We ought to have a couple of hours to play before I have to get back to the kitchen."
Karen was not sure of the meaning of some of their banter. She suspected that they both had been teasing her parents a little bit. She knew that her mother did enjoy the company of younger men sometimes. And her dad had never turned down a piece of young pussy according to the talk around school. Maybe the two servants suspected the style of life her parents had adopted. She shrugged her shoulders.
That had been her first piece of luck. The second came at lunch. They were just finishing when her mother called the maid back from the kitchen. She told Nina that she would be needing her for the afternoon. She wanted the brunette's assistance with one of her projects. Karen was never quite sure what these projects of her mother's were all about. She thought they might mean decorating for one of those parties her parents were always attending. Today she couldn't have cared less. All she knew was that Roger was expecting some pussy and Nina wouldn't be around to handle his needs.
Karen had remained downstairs keeping an eye on the maid. She didn't want to give Nina a chance to slip out to the garage and explain to Roger. She would do the explaining herself. The teenager breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her mother and the brunette drive off. Everything had been working right. Her mother's car had even been parked in front of the house. Poor Nina didn't even have a chance to signal the boy from the drive.
She looked out and saw Roger coming from the garage. Karen remembered that he came over to the house every day for lunch. He and Nina ate together in the kitchen after the family had been fed. A moment of terror swept through the girl. The kitchen! Nina would have left a message in the kitchen!
She leaped up and raced to the kitchen, anxious to get there before Roger came in the back door. She ran in, her eyes sweeping the room frantically. Yes, there it was! A note had been left beside the boy's plate. She grabbed it quickly, not taking time to read it. She had already torn it three times and was dropping it in the trash when the door opened. She turned and smiled at Roger as he looked about for the brunette.
"Nina here?" he asked, still looking about.
"She and Mom ran to the store I think." Karen lied. "They should be back in a half hour or so. She left your lunch here for you."
She debated remaining. She hesitated, then walked out, leaving him to eat in peace. Why not? Hell, she was going to have him all afternoon. Instead of remaining and tormenting him, she ran upstairs and took a hurried shower. She pulled out her best cologne and lavished it over her body. This was going to be a good fuck. She wanted it to be the best he'd ever had. She rubbed the exotic smell into her skin, then slipped into her tightest shorts. She pulled on her most seductive halter and checked her appearance in the mirror.
Hell yes, she looked all right. She looked as appealing as hell. She mustn't rush this, however. Shit! Roger hadn't even finished eating and she was all set to start banging away. The blonde laughed at her impatience, then stretched out across her bed. She propped her head on both pillows and waited anxiously until the time she figured he'd be expecting his caller.
Now she eased up his stairs, knowing that he was above her. Was he already naked? Was he, perhaps, waiting naked in his bed? The thought sent another beautiful chill along her spine. Karen made it to the top of the stairs and discovered another door. She tested the knob, found it unlocked, and opened the door into his small apartment. She looked around, amazed at the strange taste Roger showed. Huge, fake fur rugs were spread everywhere. Pictures of naked girls covered the walls. Incense was burning in two small iron pots. The whole apartment reeked with the heady aroma. Karen was glad that she had used the cologne. If smell intrigued Roger, then she would give him plenty of that. She didn't see him, however. Roger wasn't in the room. A frown creased Karen's forehead as she stepped toward the bed with its heavy fur coverlet.
"Be right there," Roger's voice sounded from a room beyond. "I didn't hear you come back. Get ready, baby! I've gotten hornier than hell waiting for you."
Karen giggled and slipped out of her halter. She stopped at the edge of the bed and pulled her shorts down. Her panties followed immediately as she heard his footsteps coming across the next room. The blonde hopped onto the bed, the rich, furry cover sending a tingle all over her body. She lay back, waiting as he stepped into the room.
"What the hell!" he gasped. "What the hell are you doing here?"
He hadn't been waiting naked. He hadn't been dressed, either. Roger wore only a pair of jockey shorts. They didn't conceal much. They sure the hell showed a huge wad of cock and balls down in his groin. The heavy, black hair showed through the white cloth, giving an added touch of excitement. He had dark hair across his chest, too. Somehow it looked heavier, more lush than the light blond hair on her brother. Karen shivered, wondering if all that hair would tickle her when she rubbed her tits against it.
"Get out of here!" Roger demanded. "Get your clothes back on and get out!"
His face was livid with anger. He was panting. His nostrils flared as he looked at her. Damn right he was looking. He might be acting like he was mad but he sure was staring the hell out of her tits and pussy. Karen smiled sweetly, as though he had only told her that she was beautiful. She arched her back, thrusting her tits upward. She lifted one knee to pose her softly rounded thigh and calf for his inspection.
"Out!" he repeated, stepping closer. His breath was coming rapidly. "Come on, hurry up! Get out of here!"
"No way," she answered him calmly. "I came as substitute. You want someone else to substitute? You want maybe Anne? Maybe you want Mom to come up here."
He staggered backwards as if she had slapped him. Karen didn't understand why. She would later. All she saw at the moment, though, was that he was on the defensive. She quickly followed up her advantage.
"Come on," she cooed softly. "You tell me which one you want and I'll send her instead."
"You!" he stammered. "You… you…"
"Stop blubbering," Karen laughed. "I'm getting chilled, laying here all naked. Get on over here and warm me up."
She saw him hesitate. She watched him take a step backwards, then take the same step towards her. His eyes were still glued to her body. She could hear the intensity of his breathing. She rolled slightly from side to side. Then he sent a thrill of excitement through her. He started pulling his shorts off. The teenager moistened her dry lips as she watched the luscious cock come up from his groin as he pulled the shorts away. She smiled at him, then opened her arms as he slipped down beside her.
"You drive a hard bargain," he muttered. "Damn if you don't."
"I'm not interested in a hard bargain," she told him. "I want that hard pecker of yours."
She emphasized her comment by reaching out and grasping his throbbing meat. Karen cuddled the pulsing cock in both hands, slowly pumping the skin along it while she felt his hands go for her tits. Roger leaned over her, his hands cupping and fondling both tits while his lips came down on her mouth. He parted her lips with his tongue, darting it hungrily into her mouth and rubbing it along her own excited tongue. Karen moaned her delight, rolling her tits beneath his sensuous caresses.
"Mmmmmmm," she groaned, sucking on his tongue as he ran it farther into her mouth. She met it with her own tongue play, sucking on it greedily and throbbing as he cuddled her tits with rough appreciation. He broke off the kiss and ran his lips down the line of her jaw. He kissed along her neck and shoulders, then sought for her heaving breasts. Karen moaned as she felt his lips close over one tit. He kissed and sucked on her for a minute, then began widening his mouth and trying to see how much of her delicious tit he could draw inside. Her nipple rubbed against the roof of his mouth as his hands mashed and stroked over her tit in a frantic groping.
"Oooooo!" she panted. "They're getting big and full, Roger. They're getting ripe for you."
He switched to the other tit, pulling the same maddening stunt with it. The blonde lifted herself upward and mashed the satin flesh of tit over his face. She twisted her body to increase the thrill that ran all through both tits. She pumped his cock more firmly, more deliberately. One hand went after his balls, tugging at the soft sac and fingering his nuts.
"Ohhhh, baby!" he gasped. "You know how to turn a guy on! Damn! You're sure built for getting a guy horny!"
"Sure took you long enough to discover that," Karen replied. She pulled gently at his pecker, then ran her hand along the pulsing shaft. She traced the big, thick head with her index finger, then grabbed his cock in her hand once more. She pumped him roughly, eager to get him wild with his passion.
"Hell," he muttered, "I've had a hard-on for you all summer. You parade around in almost nothing. It's been all I could do to keep from grabbing you and pulling you into the bushes."
"Then what?" Karen asked eagerly. "What would you do once you got me in the bushes, Roger?"
"What I'm going to do this afternoon," he muttered breathily. "I'd have fucked the shit out of that gorgeous body."
"Promises! Promises!" Karen laughed. "Everybody says what they'd like to do. Hell, you didn't have the nerve. If I hadn't come up here, if I hadn't almost made you, you'd have done nothing but run away every time I walked out."
"You're a smart talking little pussy!" he panted. "I ought… I ought to… I…"
"What?" she demanded. "Come on, Roger. Show me what you'd like to have done. Show me what I made you feel!"
He lifted his face from her tits and looked deep into her eyes. Then he planted his mouth over hers again. This time he really worked on her. The teenager was afraid he would suck the breath completely from her. His lips sucked on her mouth with deep, powerful force. His hands worked at her tits with violent intensity. He mashed and rolled her tits about, thumbs pressing roughly against each nipple. He made her throb wildly, anxiously. Her tits were full and pounding. Her nipples were sending sparks of wild pleasure through her.
Karen worked at his cock with equal ferocity. She pumped him roughly and rapidly. She pulled and tugged at the steaming prick. She caught his balls and twisted them about. She sucked back on his mouth just as demandingly as he was drawing on her breath. They rolled and tossed on the bed, lunging and twisting with the surge of raw lust.
"Have to try out those tits!" Roger muttered. "Have to get my hot pecker into them!"
He wrestled with her for another moment, then got his leg over her. He came upright, sitting across her waist. Karen watched the glow of lustful delight on his face as he leaned over her. He pressed his warm meat between her tits, then pulled the two globes over it. She shivered at the sensation. This was something new to her. She remembered Nina talking about a tit fuck. The girl wondered for a moment if Nina had been talking about Roger. Sure, she had been. She hadn't been talking just about Roger, though. Anyway, Karen told herself, what did it matter? She'd never been tit fucked. This was a new experience for her. It was new and different and she enjoyed it. She enjoyed the hell out of it!
"Ohhhh, they're sweet!" the boy panted as he thrust his cock back and forth through the soft flesh. "Ohhhhh, sweetheart! You've got a hell of a pair of boobs hanging on you!"
Karen tucked her chin against her chest. She could just manage to see what was going on. The sight of his big, red cock coming out from between the two golden breasts was beautiful to her. She shuddered in pleasure as he pressed her tits more tightly about his prick. He plunged the firm pecker more wildly through her.
"Yessss!" she sang back to him. "OOoeeee! Fuck them, Roger! Work my tits into a frenzy! Oooooeeee! Yesssss!"
They laughed together while he fucked the globes more and more rapidly. Karen could feel the heat generating inside the long shaft. She tingled as his meat throbbed between her tits. She rolled from side to side as he lunged and plunged. Her hands roved about his hips and ass, trying to encourage him to further, more violent actions.
"Mmmm!" he panted. "You've got me hotter than a firecracker. I could shoot off any time. That wouldn't do at all, would it?"
His eyes met hers. They laughed into her face. He shook as he released her tits. His anxious prick leaped upwards from her, shaking frantically in front of her eyes. Roger slid down her body, then pushed his knees inside her legs. Karen gasped with pleasure as he pressed the head of his cock against her pussy. He didn't ram it into her at first. Instead, he rubbed the lusciously warm instrument against the quivering cunt lips.
"Mmmmmm!" she panted. "Ooooo, yesssss! Get me ready, Roger! Oooooo! Get my pussy flowing!"
"Hell!" the boy snorted. "You're already about to drown my prick! I never felt so much juice in my life."
She hadn't realized it. She'd been so enraptured watching his cock work her tits that she hadn't even realized her pussy was responding. It was responding even more wildly now. She felt the panting throbs of delight running through her. Her inner walls quivered juicily as he rubbed his cock deliberately and tauntingly against her pussy lips.
"In me!" Karen pleaded. "Get it in me! I want to feel it! I want my cunt to suck the hell out of that beautiful meat!"
"All right, baby!" he answered her. "You asked for this!"
He gave a quick lunge and drove his cock into her. The angry shaft tore through her small, tight opening. The first sharp pain became a fiery pleasure a moment later. Roger drove his pecker deep into her, then drew it back almost completely out of her throbbing pussy. Then he drove in again. He kept fucking her that way. He would draw back so far that the bulge of his cock head flipped at her clit, then ram that glorious length of hard meat back at her with even greater fury.
"Ahhhh!" he gasped in intense passion. "Ahhh! Ahhhh!"
"Fuck me!" the teenager urged him passionately. "Come on, baby! Ride me! Fuck me! Oooooeeee! I love it! I adore it! Oooooo! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me!"
She began to tremble more uncontrollably as her orgasm swept through her. Karen lost her breath with the roaring, surging power of her climax. She could barely see Roger's beaming face through the swirling mist of her desire. She trembled and tingled, her entire body throbbing and shimmering with blazing delight.
"Mmmmmm!" she cooed. "Ooooo! Yesss! Oooooo! Feed it to me! Lay it in me! Blow it all out, baby! Ooooeeee!"
He didn't blow it into her, however. At least he didn't at that moment. Roger kept fucking her while she shook with her orgasm. He kept fucking her until her climax had passed. Then he smiled at her softly. His hands came up to her tits and began slowly rolling each breast. His fingers taunted and teased her nipples.
"Now that we've gotten our hot little blonde off the edge," he laughed, "we can get down to some serious screwing."
Karen had heard of double orgasms. The thought of having one sent a thrill racing up and down her spine. She knew immediately that she was going to have a second climax. Hell yes, she knew it. She was absolutely certain of it when Roger dropped one hand from her tits and inserted it between their bodies. He kept his cock buried deep inside her pussy and ran his finger along the top of his shaft. She could feel the added pressure at the gates of her cunt. The blonde tingled all over as he squeezed the tip of his finger inside her pussy and began to rub slowly at her clit. This was wild! This was beautiful! His cock filled the furthest depths of her cunt while his finger drove her clit crazy.
"Ohhhh!" she gasped as her second orgasm built up to the point of exploding, "Ohhhh! Yessss! I'm ready! Ohhhhhh, I want it!"
"This time you get it!" he muttered hoarsely. "I couldn't possibly wait again. Get ready, beautiful! Here it all comes!"
He pulled his hand from her cunt and hugged her tightly. They rolled on the bed as his body erupted in lustful passion. She felt her climax already starting when his cock began spurting its cum inside her. Roger caught the soft skin of her shoulder in his teeth. His pressure added to the intensity of her orgiastic delirium. She throbbed and pounded with the power of their final throes. She felt his cum boiling into her, even as her pussy went into the most gorgeous hysterics she could imagine.