It was late Friday afternoon of the following week, and Brad Livingstone was working in his office. He couldn't keep his mind on his work, however; his stepdaughter, Dee, would be arriving shortly and he would have to have his talk with her. He had been so busy all week that he hadn't had a chance to talk to Brenda, but he was certain that she had had her talk with the boy and that it was all over.
During the week, Brad had caught himself thinking about Dee on several occasions. His cock had stiffened as he thought of her tight little ass, her innocent nipples, and the way he had violated her sweet, body. Yes, it would be hard to give up Dee, but it was really for the best, he reasoned. If he wanted a woman he could always fuck Brenda. His cock stiffened again as he thought of Brenda and their screwing session the other day. He remembered her huge tits flopping above his face and the way his prick had felt when she sucked him off.
Yes, he would tell Dee this afternoon that it was all over and he hoped that she wouldn't cause any problems between him and Betty.
His thoughts went back to the papers on his desk, and just then the door opened a bit. He swung around in his chair to see who had entered the office. Brad stammered, "Hello… Dee… uh… I was just thinking about you. Aren't you home a bit early today, dear?"
Dee looked unashamedly straight at his cock before she answered him. "Oh, we got out of school early today so I took the earlier bus from Key West."
He struggled to keep his mind off Dee and the way she looked. Her trim little body was really turning him on as she stood in front of his desk in her tight shirt that outlined her nipples, and her short skirt that showed off her slim hips and ass. He breathed harder as he thought of her tits, braless, under her shirt.
Forget it, he told himself. You're going to tell Dee what you've planned all week to say. You're going to take her for a drive, get her away from the school where you won't be tempted to fuck her and you're going to by it on the line.
Dee bounced across the room exuberantly and threw her arms around Brad's neck. She began to kiss him. He gently but firmly tried to push her away from him, but she clung to him tightly.
"C'mon, Dee, let's go for a drive, I have something I want to talk to you about."
She smiled up at him. "Sure, Brad, let's go!"
Silently they walked toward his car. Dee was walking a little in front of him as they walked down the path. Her firm little ass swayed underneath her short, tight skirt, and he caught himself thinking about how hard it would be not to screw her any more.
They got into the car and Brad headed south toward Deer Key. He didn't say too much as he kept his eyes on the road, but Dee chatted gaily about school and her sailboat. Out of the corner of his eye, Brad could see her short skirt riding halfway up her thigh. His cock stirred as he thought of the last time he had balled her.
Finally he pulled the car into a side road and started driving toward the beach. He shut off the ignition and turned to face Dee.
"Dee, I…"
She grabbed him around the neck and started kissing him furiously. One hand dropped to his crotch and she began to rub his half-hard cock.
"Dee!" He pushed her away. "Dee, I brought you out here today because I want to talk to you."
"You mean we're not going to fuck?" she asked.
"Don't talk like that!" he ordered.
She looked up at him, surprised by his sharp tone of voice.
"No, Dee. I've decided that what we have been doing is not right. It's too risky and if someone found out about us, we both would be in big trouble."
"You can't drop me, just like that. You didn't think there was anything wrong when you were screwin' me last week. I don't understand. I'll tell everyone what you did to me!"
"Dee, please," be tried to reason with her. He reached over and put his arm protectively around her shoulder.
She began to cry softly.
"C'mon, Dee, let's go for a walk on the beach," he murmured gently. Maybe if he got her out of the car and they walked for a while, he could convince her that he meant business.
He opened the car door for her so she could get out. He held her hand as they walked toward the beach.
"I want you to understand why we can't continue our relationship as before. I think it's about time that you got interested in a boy closer to your age. I'm much too old for you, and besides I don't want to hurt your mother. If the school board ever found out about us, I would lose my job and we would have to leave Keysville in disgrace. Do you understand what I'm saying to you, Dee?"
"Yes," she sobbed, "but I don't want to end things." Her mind was working quickly and she decided that if she made the first move, Brad would not be able to stop himself. She would use all her girlish charms to entice him, and once she had control of him, she would fuck him like he had never been fucked before! She would make it an afternoon that he would never forget, and then he wouldn't want to leave her.
She smiled at him sweetly. "Let's sit down here for a while," she suggested. They walked a few feet further down the beach and sat down on a rock. Neither one of them spoke for a short while. Brad was watching a seagull dipping into the water, and Dee was watching Brad.
The rock was large and flat and Dee moved closer to Brad and leaned her head on his shoulder. He turned to look at her. Without a word she reached over and unzipped his trousers. She reached for his half-stiff cock. He didn't move away.
Brad was trying to reason with himself. Get up and walk away from her. Don't let her grab your cock. If she starts to kiss your prick, you've had it! You'll never break off with her. Don't let her do it to you!
But as she stroked his now firm prick, he kept thinking about the last time he had screwed her and he decided this would be their farewell; that it would never happen again.
Brad closed his eyes and leaned back against the rock as Dee tossed her long hair over her shoulder and leaned forward to grasp his stiff cock into her mouth.
"Oh… so good," he moaned as the girl knelt in the sand and sucked his hard cock noisily. His body quivered and he tightened his grip on her shoulders as she sucked his cock in and out of her mouth. She would stop licking his shaft for a second or two and concentrate on his balls, but she seemed to derive most of her pleasure from licking his cock from top to bottom.
"Let me fuck you, Dee," he groaned. "Please let me put my cock into your cunt," he begged. She dropped his cock from her mouth momentarily.
"No, I want to suck you off," she replied.
His body writhed as her sucking mouth pulled him deeper and deeper into her. His hands tightened their grip on her shoulders as he pushed his pulsating cock deep into her throat. "Oh, Dee… you suck cock… so… so…" He hesitated as he almost began to come.
He closed his eyes and dug his nails deeper into her as he forced his throbbing cock into her warm, moist mouth. Brad's body began to tingle as he felt the beginning of his orgasm. "Dee… I'm coming coming!" he gasped. His body tensed and he felt hot all over as he felt the first surge of liquid shoot up his shaft and spurt into her waiting mouth. She continued sucking him, harder and harder. She swallowed time after time, lapping up the last of his cum. Brad leaned back, his satisfied prick still in the girl's mouth.
Thoughtfully, he pulled his prick from Dee's mouth and straightened his clothes as he stood up. Dee didn't say anything more to him. Silently they walked back to his car and drove back to Keysville.
Early Saturday morning it rained. The rain blew in gusts from the Gulf side of the island, and for a while, the committee thought they might have to call off the beach party that was scheduled for three that afternoon. But the rain stopped around one and the sun was shining brightly in the blue Florida sky.
Preparations were underway for the beach party. The boys had been busy all morning gathering dry wood to build their bonfire that night. Supplies were being carried down to the boathouse where there was a refrigerator for cold drinks and food.
All the students were busy scurrying back and forth carrying whatever was needed to make the beach party a success. The boys had been anxiously looking forward to the affair. Many of them had invited girls from nearby schools and they were all busy getting everything prepared before the first guests began to arrive.
Paul didn't have a date for the beach party. He still remembered how it had been the last time he had been with Miss Andrews. His boyish prick stiffened as he thought of how he had hammered in and out of her hungry pussy. Forget it, Paul, he told himself, Miss Andrews told you it was over.
He couldn't believe it was all over. She had really wanted him and his cock. He had fucked her and fucked her and still she cried out for more. She was just waiting to be penetrated, fucked in every way imaginable. He couldn't believe it was over. She had spread her legs for him and let him do all kinds of things to her. He blushed as he remembered some of them. His cock stirred as he recalled the way her tongue had inched its way into his mouth and the way she had moaned beneath him, gripping his naked back with her fingernails as he shoved his cock into her hungry pussy. No, it can't be over! I'll find her at the beach party…
Now it was almost three, and the boys, the faculty members and their guests were winding their way down the path to the beach. The sun was bright in the sky and the boys and girls were swimming and diving, playing volleyball in the sand and generally having a good time. Paul wasn't. He was sitting in the sand, his back propped against a tree and he was watching for Brenda Andrews. She didn't arrive at the party until almost six. By the time she got there the fire was ready and some of the people were beginning to roast their hot dogs. A table had been set up under the trees and food and cold drinks were there waiting for the hungry crowd.
Paul turned toward the path as he heard Brenda say something to one of the other teachers. She was wearing a pair of light-blue shorts and he caught his breath as he noticed the outline of her cunt through the flimsy material. He couldn't believe that it was the prim and proper Miss Andrews. Why, she was wearing short shorts and a tight-fitting knit shirt that really showed off her knockers to good advantage! He stared at her as she walked down the beach, her hips swaying seductively and her great tits moving freely. She nodded to him as she passed him, and walked further down the beach to join some of the other faculty members. Paul could see her laughing and smiling at Brad Livingstone and he wondered where Mrs. Livingstone was. She still had not arrived at the beach, although her daughter Dee had. Yes, every boy had tufted and looked at Dee as she had sauntered down the beach seductively. Paul also noticed that Brad looked at Dee, and he felt certain it was more than a fatherly interest he displayed.
Dee sat down next to Paul and tried to strike up a conversation with him. She thought he was a good-looking boy, but much too shy. She automatically glanced toward his crotch. Dee could see the protruding outline of his cock in his swim hunks.
He looked her over carefully. Her small tits were shoved into a much too small bikini top, and an even tinier bottom barely covered her nail, round ass. Dee, was a cute chick, he decided. Maybe Miss Andrews was right… maybe he should find someone his own age to ball.
Just then Ron walked toward Paul and Dee. He grabbed Dee by the hand, and before she could protest he pulled her toward the water. "C'mon, Dee, let's go for a swim," he urged. She glanced at his cock as he pulled her toward the water.
"Okay," she said. She looked back at Paul for a second to see if he was watching them, but Paul's eyes were seeking out Miss Andrews and he didn't pay any attention to his classmate.
Ron and Dee swam out from the shore several hundred fret. In the distance they could see the bright-orange flames of the fire and could hear the voices of the other kids as they laughed and kidded around with one another.
"C'mon, Dee, I'll race you toward the raft," Ron challenged. They had been floating on their backs as they rested from their swim out from shore. Dee couldn't help but notice Ron's partial erection as he floated on his back. In fact she was getting turned on looking at Ron. I wonder if he'll try to fuck me? she thought.
"Okay, I'll race you to the raft," she answered back. "Last one there is an alligator," she chuckled, and started swimming toward the raft with sure, firm strokes. Ron was right behind her and the two of them reached the raft within seconds of each other. He jumped up on the raft and held a hand out to Dee. Gracefully, she swung up onto the raft, and he couldn't help but notice how her tits almost burst from the confines of her bikini top as she pulled herself out of the water.
Panting, they both lay side-by-side on the raft and looked toward the beach. It was growing dark now and there would only be a few minutes of daylight left. Ron wondered if anyone had seen them swim to the raft. He looked at Dee out of the corner of his eye, taking in the saucy little body that she moved so gracefully. She leaned back and moved her head onto his lap; she could feel his cock stirring beneath her head. Neither one of them spoke.
After about five minutes of silence, Ron tried to pull himself up to a sitting position, but Dee pulled him toward her. Momentarily, he lost his balance and fell against her. Her eyes were closed, but he could detect a smile on her face.
This is going to be easier than I thought, Ron mused. For a second I thought I might have to tell her that I saw her with Mr. Livingstone, but from the looks of things, she appeared to be quite willing.
He moved closer and put his arms around her. One hand reached inside her bra top and he fondled her breast. He could feel her nipple become erect under his touch. She didn't resist his move. In fact she took his other hand and pushed it under the leg band of her bathing suit so that he could feel her furry cunt. He sited as his prick stiffened.
Ron was kissing her gently, but Dee had other ideas. Her tongue was digging deep into his mouth and she forced his mouth open wider with her tongue and lips.
He hesitated. For a moment he thought of pushing her away, but her hand felt good on his cock and she was leaning against him with one small boob brushing against his arm.
Dee's hands were caressing his smooth back and he felt tingly from her soft touch. Finally, the two of them stretched out prone on the raft. He moved closer to her. Her love-starved pussy was rubbing up against his leg, and it was obvious what she wanted from him. She reached inside his swim trunks and maneuvered them down over his hips. He lifted his body up from the raft to assist her, and with a gasp she buried her head in his crotch and in one sucking motion, pulled his erect dick into her waiting mouth.
He sighed and settled back. He couldn't believe it! She was actually holding his cock in her mouth and rubbing his hard, firm balls with her hand at the same time.
Her hands were kneading his balls gently, and she sucked quietly on his erect cook as he writhed with passion alongside her. She managed to murmur, "Does that feel good, Ron?"
"Mmmmm…" He murmured. His eyes were closed and he sighed as she continued to mouth-fuck his prick.
She pulled his bathing suit down past his knees and dropped his prick from her mouth. It stood up from his crotch and seemed to waver momentarily. Without a word, she pulled her bathing suit bottom off and climbed astride his cock. Her hand curled around it greedily as she lowered her body onto his shaft Ron moaned as she thrust him inside her hungry cunt. Her caresses became more insistent as she touched his balls, and ran a finger probingly toward his asshole. She explored his body with growing excitement and Ron let her do what she wanted with hint.
"Dee… Dee… I'm going to come!" he groaned as she rocked up and down the length of his cock. The pleasurable feelings he was experiencing were driving him wild, and he felt like his cock would burst if he didn't get his load off soon. If she didn't stop her frantic motions, he knew he would explode at any second, but he wanted to keep on fucking her, it felt so good.
His cock was plunging in and out of her and the friction it was creating was making Dee writhe with passion. "God… it feels so good!" she gasped. "Ron, oh, Ron… your cock is so hard and good!" and she lifted her body away from his before settling back down on his cock once more.
"Yes… yes… keep on fucking me harder and harder," she groaned. "Shove your big prick up me and make me come!" she shrieked.
Ron cooperated by shoving his prick as far up her cunt as he could. Pleasurable feelings were jolting through his prick and he couldn't imagine how it could be any better. He raised his head from the raft and watched Dee working above him. She was rhythmically hoisting herself up and down the length of his cock, and moaning with pleasure. He smiled as he saw the look of excitement on her face, her eyes closed. She was wild with passion and Ron was fucking her for all he was worth.
Their fucking seemed to go on and on. In the background, Ron could hear voices on the beach, but he was too blissfully engaged in fucking Dee to pay attention to the rest of the world.
Each stroke made him cry out, and his body began to buck frantically to keep up with the tempo that Dee had created. Her legs were outstretched and her hungry little cunt was grasping his hard cock like it would never get enough.
"I'm going to come," he groaned. He couldn't stand it any longer. "Dee… Dee… oh, Christ, I'm going to come!"
"Ron, oh, Ron… stuff me with your prick!" she howled, and their bodies both lurched as a simultaneous orgasm overtook them.
"God… oh, so good," he groaned as his cream spurted into her pussy. He bolted upward and she again tightened her grip on his cock, holding it tightly in her cunt as he pulsated and shot stream after stream of his cum into her body.
Exhausted, they both lay quietly on the raft for several minutes. Finally, Dee got off of Ron and leaned down to lick the remaining cum from his limp prick. She smiled happily as she licked his prick and balls clean. Then she rested her head on his chest as her hand stroked his cock reassuringly.
Finally, Ron broke the silence. "C'mon Dee, I guess we'd better swim back to shore. The rest of the gang might be out looking for us by now."
The party was in full swing as the swimmers came out of the water and dried themselves off with towels they had left on the beach.
Brad was watching Dee with interested eyes as she laughed and joked with Ron. He felt a twinge of jealousy as she looked up at Ron and laughed at something he said. Brad's crotch ached as he thought of Dee and Ron together. I wonder if they… sure… the kid probably fucked her.
Brad's cock stirred with excitement as he remembered how Dee had sucked him off that first time in her girlish innocence.
Couples were sitting around the fire eating their hotdogs and potato salad. Several boys and girls had wandered away from the group and the chaperones were busy keeping an eye on everyone. Actually someone should have been keeping an eye on the chaperones because suddenly Brenda and Mr. Livingstone disappeared from the group. Brenda had gone toward the beach house to get some more paper cups, and Brad had followed her there.
He reached out and grabbed for her huge tits as she came out of the beach house. Brenda gave a little gasp as she realized it was Brad. For a moment she was hoping that Paul would have followed her them, but he seemed more absorbed in watching his friend Ron and Dee together. Now as Brad pulled Brenda to his chest, his hand rested on her big breast and she sighed contentedly as he touched her through her knit shirt. His tongue probed inside her mouth. He pulled her closer to him. His half-hard cock rubbed provocatively against her. She moved her body to meet his and unashamedly began to grind her pelvis against his hard-on.
That did it! His cock was growing bigger and harder and he wanted to shove it in her mouth or up her cunt as soon as possible. He knew she wouldn't mind, but they didn't want to be seen together. What if someone came looking for them?
He pulled his hand away from her tit and pulled her with him deeper into a thicket of trees. Roughly he shoved her toward the ground. At the same time he pulled his slacks down and Brenda gasped with excitement as she came face to face with Brad's huge hard-on. She got to her knees and nicked Brad's erection into her moist, waiting mouth. She licked him excitedly, her tongue running up and down the length of his cock as her hand patted his balls gently. Her tongue flicked out rapidly as she grabbed for his surging cock. With quick sucking motions, she slid her tongue the whole length of his cock as her hand patted his balls gently. Her tongue flicked out rapidly as she grabbed for his surging cock. With quick sucking motions, she slid her tongue the whole length of his organ and then licked back up to the head again.
Brad groaned with each lick of her tongue. She certainly could suck cock, he thought.
Brad almost lost his balance, but just in time moved backward to lean against a tree. Brenda did not let go of his prick but eagerly mouth-fucked him as he writhed with passion.
"Mmmmmmm…" Brad groaned. His prick felt so great, Brenda was doing all kinds of pleasurable things to his cock and balls and if she kept it up any longer he was going to come in her mouth and he wouldn't be able to fuck that beautiful cunt of hers.
"Ahhh… oh!" he gasped, and dug his fingers deeper into her shoulders. His prick felt like it was ready to explode at any second. Sensing his tenseness, Brenda momentarily dropped his prick from her mouth and moved her hands toward Brad's balls. He sighed deeply as she touched his balls and flinched as a probing finger touched his asshole.
"More cock," she groaned. "God, Brad, let me suck your cock some more!" She lunged toward his stiff prick with her open mouth. He pushed his cock into her mouth and his hips began to push forward as he fucked into her mouth, deeper and deeper.
The sensations he was experiencing were about to drive him berserk. He couldn't stand much more of her sucking and nibbling.
Deliberately she sucked in the whole length of his cock, and then with a smooth movement let its slippery length out of her mouth, only to pounce upon it again and slurp it back into her hungry mouth. As she sucked, she moved her tongue rapidly in a circular motion, and Brad squirmed delightedly as she flicked and licked his entire rod.
"Oh, Brenda… I'm going to come, if you don't stop!" He was pushing his cock harder and harder into her sucking mouth.
"Okay, Brad, fuck me!" she yelled. She let go of his cock mid fell to the ground. Quickly she pulled her shorts down. Brad gasped as he viewed her hairy mound. Conveniently, Brenda had not worn my panties, and as she pulled her shorts down her slim legs and threw them beside her, Brad hurried to his knees and fell forward, burying his face in her crotch.
Brenda's cunt was moist with her juices, and he flicked his tongue in and out of her hungry pussy. Brenda groaned and moved her body rapidly as he shoved his tongue in and out of her cunt. He paid particular attention to her clit, and drove her to the heights of passion with his licking and sucking. She reached for his balls and massaged him gently as he knelt over her. Excitedly her finger probed his anus. Brad was dizzy with passion; there were so many good sensations coming from all directions that he was about to blow his mind, not to mention his load.
"Brenda, I'm going to come!" he warned.
She lay back quickly, her head resting on the pine needles as he aimed his hard cock at her gaping pussy. "Yes… yes, Brad, I want your cock in me!"
He shoved his rod into her and she tightened her grip around his shaft as he pumped into her. The movement was too much for Brad and he bucked violently as he rammed his cock into her wet cunt. He felt the pressure of her vagina as it enveloped his cock, and his whole body shook with convulsions as he began to unload his cum into her eager pussy.
"AHHHHH!" he screamed. "Brenda, oh, Brenda… I'm coming! Oh, Brenda baby…"
Brenda didn't want Brad to come so soon. Her passion was mounting with each rough thrust of his hard cock and her cunt felt so marvelous that she groaned and gasped with each new plunging of his prick.
"Ahhh… Brad, oh, Brad!" she gasped. "Brad… I'm going to…" She flung her legs outward so that he could shove his prick into her depths, and she screamed loudly as the first wave of bliss hit her body. Her cunt tightened around his prick. He felt it milking him of his juices. He yelled aloud as his jism pumped into her receptive cunt. The pleasure they both felt was mind-shattering.
Exhausted, they both lay on the ground. Brad lay on top of Brenda for a long time. Finally his wet, limp cock slithered from her cunt and he rolled over on his back and looked skyward. Without a word, they gathered up their clothes which they had strewn on the ground and dressed. Brenda walked back to the beach party alone, but she couldn't miss Paul's eyes as he looked at her. It was obvious that Paul knew what she had been up to and the hurt look on his face confirmed her feelings.
"Paul, can you come here for a minute and help me," she finally said.
"You don't look like you need any more help from me," he called back over his shoulder as he hurried away from the beach party and back toward his dormitory.