Though Billy had had no inkling of it, he too had been followed to Mrs. Carter's house. His girlfriend, Ellen, had seen him following his friend Richie down toward the sand dunes. She had immediately become suspicious of her boyfriend's behavior. Having nothing else to do, she decided to follow the parade. It was some time before she decided it was safe to check the window and see what Billy was doing inside. It had never occurred to her that she would find what she did.
Billy was screwing Mrs. Carter from behind while Richie was playing with her tits and her clit! Ellen saw red! Though only fifteen, Ellen had already had several boyfriends. The one thing she demanded from each in his turn was fidelity. It made her sizzle to think that Billy had snuck off on her to go screw a woman old enough to be his mother!
As she crouched outside the bedroom window, Ellen entertained several plans that might give her a proper feeling of vengeance. She thought of barging into the house right now and spoiling the fun. But that wasn't enough. She wanted something more – something that would fix Mrs. Carter good for stealing away her boyfriend!
But before she got around to her revenge against Mrs. Carter, Ellen wanted to get her own satisfaction. She knew she would never let Billy screw her again. But her pride demanded that she go put and prove to herself that she could do what he had done. She could get herself a grown-up too. A man just as handsome as Mrs. Carter was beautiful!
She chose for her target Ben Firth. She had long been attracted to the brawny older man, but wisdom told her to steer clear of such complications. She had always chosen her lovers from the summer crowd, for the island was a small place and once she got involved with a local, gossip and the local custom would tie her down. Ben Firth was a local, but he kept his mouth shut. Ellen knew for a fact that he too had had several affairs with summer tourists. She thought she would risk Ben's discretion now that a situation had arisen that made the risk worthwhile.
Her anger gave her energy, and Ellen reached Ben's small remote cabin in record time. The girl had never been able to understand why the big man chose to live in such a small place when he owned half the property on the island. His cabin was small and neat, but it was not nearly so comfortable as, for instance, the house he had rented to Mrs. Carter for the summer holidays.
Ben looked surprised to see the blonde girl on his steps. "Why, it's little Ellen! Come on in. What can I do for you?"
He had been calling her "little Ellen" for as long as she could remember. She had longed for him to notice the fact that she was turning into a woman and sometimes she thought she saw blatant admiration in his eyes. But then he would go ahead and call her that silly name again, and she would fret and turn her back on him and pretend she didn't care. This time, though, her tactic was different.
She did not turn her back. Instead, she thrust out her full womanly tits and smiled at the man who towered over her. "I don't know if you'll understand this, Mr. Firth, but I had to talk to someone. And I didn't know who I could trust. I've always admired you, my dad says you're the best man on the whole island…" She hoped she was coming across sincere. The look of pleasure on his face told her she was heading in the right direction.
"I'm pleased you'd come to me, Ellen. I only hope I can help you out. It does a man good to help a little lady in distress."
He was doing it again, but Ellen ignored him. Her young cunt was throbbing with her bold scheme. She sat on the couch and broke into sobs. As she had hoped, he sat down beside her and put his arms around her. She leaned into his shoulder and cried harder than ever. Her hand went down around his waist, low down, near the hiding place of the cock she had never seen but often dreamed about.
"It's… it's my boy, my boyfriend!" Ellen was studying drama at school, and she was impressed with the job she was doing. The further she got into it, the more she was moved by her role of wronged woman. She began to cry real tears. "He's… he's making love to another woman… I saw him… just now…" The tears were unstoppable at this point.
Her small hands clenched into fists that gripped Ben Firth's clothing as if they would never let go. In one fist was his fly and the first lurchings of his responsive cock.
Ben tried to shift his position without being too obvious about it. It was no good. The girl had an iron grip on him. He tried to console her as best as he could, stroking her blonde head and telling her how everything would look better in the morning.
But try as he might, he could not forget the growing excitement in his pants.
If he had not known better, Ben would have thought the girl was doing it on purpose. But this was "little Ellen"! He had known her all her life. When she had started to change into a desirable young woman, Ben had had difficulty ignoring her developing charms. He had immunized himself against her by always forcing himself to think of her as the child he used to take fishing. It had worked, until right now. Right now, Ben was having a hell of a time ignoring the many charms of "little Ellen".
The tension in the big man's body told Ellen that she was having the desired effect on him. Her hand, clutching his swelling cock, began to knead his lap. She could feel his cock growing steadily more stiff and engorged with blood.
"Ellen… little Ellen… oh…" The excitement soaring through his system was flashing alarm bells throughout Ben's body. He was almost certain now that the pressure of the girl's hand on his cock was no accident. He suspected she was seeking the kind of solace that a wronged woman often pursues. She wanted to soothe her hurt in the arms of another man.
But Ben did not dare let himself be that other man. He had been friends with Ellen's father for years. He knew the other man would not approve of his taking advantage of the girl's seduction, even though Ben knew personally that Sam would slap him on the back for his good luck if the teenager in question were anyone but its own daughter.
He tried to ease the girl away, but she was insistent. The pressure she was applying to his cock was more than a reasonably responsive man could resist. Ben knew that. He was exercising every ounce of willpower he possessed, but still his groin was vibrating with the thrill of the hungry young hand on his cock.
"I need you… need you to make me feel better. I know you could, Mr. Firth."
Somehow the blonde had gotten the jump on him. Her deft fingers pulled down the zipper of Ben's fly. They started to stroke the pulsing shaft of his cock. Ben knew he was lost. There was no resisting her now.
In his aroused state, the big man could not even remember the good reasons for resisting her. The way her hand worked along his cock told Ben he was in store for a treat. Ellen knew what she was doing. And she was young enough to give him a new perverted turn-on.
"Your cock feels so nice. It's so big and thick. So much bigger and harder than my boyfriend's."
Ben knew that comment was thrown in as a piece of spite against her unfaithful boyfriend, but still he felt flattered by the teenager's praise. She was concentrating so hard on the way her fingers investigated his rubbery cock-shaft that he did not notice, the moment when her head deserted his shoulder and dove for more erotic territory.
The first inkling he had of the girl's plan was the hot stab of her tongue against the tip of his cock!
"Ellen… holy shit!" Ben could not believe it! He looked down at her blonde head bent over his throbbing cock. Another blast of pleasure hit him as she took his whole cock-tip into her mouth and began to suck him. The very thought that this was the girl who used to tie her hair in pigtails and go fishing with him brought taunting pressure to Ben's testicles. Without thinking, he lunged his hips forward. He forced his cock all the way into her mouth. She moaned and worked her mouth to accommodate his fleshy shaft. The enthusiasm with which her lips coated his cock with shiny saliva told Ben how much she was enjoying herself. Ben decided there was nothing for him to do but sit back and let the feelings flow through him.
If they were both discreet, there was no reason why Ellen's father ever had to know what had happened here. Ben did not have to worry about that. Not really. He wanted so badly not to worry that he managed to soothe his edgy conscience. With that in order, he could rest his head back against the couch and concentrate on the skill of the girl's supple tongue and fluttering lips.
He was astounded by how well the girl knew her way around a hard cock. He had concentrated so hard on trying to keep Ellen a child in his thoughts, it had not occurred to him that she might already have acquired a full-blown sex life. Now he had to face the fact that "little Ellen" was all woman. She knew how to please a pulsing cock.
Her cheeks bloated and hollowed as she noisily sucked Ben's cock. His cock was getting even harder in response to the abandon of her efforts. Forgetting his qualms about letting his friends' daughter suck his cock, he grabbed hold of Ellen's yellow hair and thrust his cock deep into her mouth again and again. She grunted and flickered her tongue around the resilient shaft, but she never once lost the rhythm of her erotic seduction. Her energy never faltered. No matter how ardently he tested her devotion to his swelling cock.
Ellen was enjoying herself thoroughly. Her hurt forgotten, she was feeling almost grateful now to Billy for forcing her to take the awesome step of seducing her father's best friend. She felt very wanton and very impressed with herself as she heard the big man moaning with pleasure above her. She tried out every trick she had ever learned to please his bloated cock-shaft. Every stab of her tongue, every nibble of her lips seemed to swell his cock just a little more. Until his cock inside her mouth felt like a rod of flesh-coated steel.
"Mmmmmmm," the girl moaned as she looked up at him. Her hand held tight to his pounding cock. She no longer worried that he would try to push her away. She knew she had him hooked. "I love sucking your cock, Mr. Firth. God, it's the biggest one I've ever had in my mouth."
Her cunt throbbed excitedly as she took his cock back up into the back of her throat. Her lewd words turned her on. She wondered if Ben Firth was impressed with her worldiness. Already she was pretty sure she would not have to worry about his calling her "little Ellen" again… unless he used it only as a trick to deceive nosy locals.
Ben was shocked by the shameless abandon of the girl. He would never have guessed that "little Ellen" had got herself such a well-rounded education in the skills of cocksucking. He thought grimly of what her father would do to her if he ever found out what a little whore she had become.
Ben could have no complaints about her acquired knowledge. She was devoting everything she had to the pleasure of his hard cock. Ben was grateful. He lay his head back and moaned up at the ceiling. He could feel the excitement flaring from his cock-shaft. Every inch of his body tingled with the arousal of what the girl was doing to him. "Ooooohhh Ellen… baby that's good!"
Chills ran up and down the girl's spine as she thrilled to his praise. Often, boys her own age had told her how good she was at lovemaking. Ellen always took their comments with a grain of salt. She knew the boys were beginners, less experienced than she was in discriminating between a good and a bad lay.
She had no choice, though, but to believe the praise of a man like Ben Firth. She had seen the way the tourist women flocked around him. She had seen the naked desire in their eyes. She knew Ben had taken a lot of the favors offered him. He would know what made a woman a good lover. When he said she was doing good, she believed it!
Her eager young pussy flared hotly inside her shorts. Her obscene occupation was exciting her intensely. The ecstatic response of the groaning man made her feel weak with building desire. Much as she was enjoying sucking his cock, she wanted more. She wanted to make her conquest complete. She wanted to enjoy the same forbidden triumph that Billy had experienced that afternoon. She wanted to feel Ben Firth's swollen cock splitting her cunt-lips wide!
Boldly the girl stood up and began to peel, off her clothes. She watched with pride the admiration in Firth's eyes as she unveiled her well-ripened woman's charms.
Though some small voice was trying to tell hint he ought to put an end to this, Ben was mesmerized by the sight unfolding before him. Not since his own teen years had he seen a nakec woman as young as Ellen. Her tits were perfectly firm and poking straight out at him. Her tiny waist flared into well-shaped hips, separated by the blonde triangle that signaled the hiding place of her cunt. Just looking at her brought his steel-hard cock close to the bursting point. He tried to look away, but it was no good.
He knew his desire for her was just as great as her determination to get him.
Ellen felt very sure of herself now. Mr. Firth's face told her that she had won. He was totally under the spell of what her mouth had done to his cock and what the sight of her naked body was doing to his erotic hunger. She felt no shyness in sitting down on the man's lap, his big cock squeezed in between her thighs. She enjoyed the frustrating thrill of having his cock caught there, so near and yet so far. She decided to wait and see if he would take the last step of embedding his cock in her eager pussy.
"Jee-zuz!" Ben exclaimed and gazed heavenward for a moment, as though asking the relevant Gods for forgiveness. The ache in his cock was almost unbearable. He raised her up. She felt light as a feather. He sat her back down on the thick hungering shaft of his cock. "Uuuuuuhhh…" Her young twat gripped his cock like a second skin. From that moment on, Ben had no other rational thoughts. Only the impulses of overwhelming lust. "Oh God… little Ellen… Ellen… yes, fuck me!"
The girl whined with pleasure as she immediately set up a rough rhythm over Ben Firth's cock.
She raised her hips up just far enough to keep only his cock-tip inside her cunt. Then she sat down heavily, whinnying with the thrill of filling her pussy with thick hard cock. The pace she had established for herself might quickly have exhausted a less eager girl. But Ellen was relentless and bottomless in her appetites. The more she got of Mr. Firth's filling cock, the more she wanted.
"Oooooohhh… Mr. Firth… your cock feels so good in my pussy!"
"Call me daddy, you little whore," he said huskily. He was surprised that had come out of his mouth. But she ate it up.
It was the most shameless seduction Ellen had ever made. She felt good about it. For once, she had not felt she had to put up her usual token resistance with a lover. This time, she had known exactly what she wanted, and she had gone ahead and taken it. And the obscenities that he was now spewing at her fueled her fire even more.
Boys, she knew often made judgments about a girl who seemed to be eager to go ahead and fuck. She had known instinctively Mr. Firth would appreciate her unbridled sexuality. Besides, she had enjoyed shocking the older man. It had been fun to see the struggle in his face as he tried to resist her naked beauty. It had been more fun to see the surrender as he made his decision that he had to have her… and even more fun to feel his bloated cock stretching her cunt-walls to capacity.
She put her arms around the big man's neck as she rode him like a horse. She kissed him on the nose, the eyes, and the neck. Her wanton grin was contagious. She forced the man to smile back at her, a smile that was weak with the effort of distracted lust. "This is fun, Mr. Firth. I like screwing you even better than I like fishing with you. Riding your cock is more fun than baiting your hook." She teased him with her little babyish voice.
"Uuuuhhh… you're a little devil, Ellen," he teased her, "but didn't I tell you to call me daddy?" He held her hips steady for a while and thrust his cock up into her cunt at his own rhythm. The wide-eyed, impressed look on her face pleased him. He just wanted Ellen to know that he could have things going all his way any time he wanted to. It pleased him, for now, to let the girl take charge of their erotic coupling. He had to admit that she had seduced him, fair and square. She deserved the reward of getting to plunge her pussy down onto his cock any way she liked it! "Oooooohhh, you little slut! Your pussy is so sweet and young and tight!"
Ellen was pleased. He was playing hard with her. Giving it back to her just as hard as she was dishing it out. It excited her to feel his strength for the short time he held her steady and shoved his cock up into her cunt. She knew there was a great reservoir lurking there. She felt brave and carefree, riding him the way she was. She knew how a cowgirl must feel when she has tamed a bucking bronco!
The screwing came to be less play and more serious business when Ellen realized how insistent the pleasure-pangs were getting. They teased at her hot cunt. They made her naked nipples stand straight out. She wriggled her hips faster and more erratically. She felt his cock getting harder inside her clasping cunt. She knew what that meant. The excitement of having him about to blow in her pussy sent her shooting right off the edge. She shrieked and tossed her head frantically from side to side as her orgasm swept through her.
"Oooooohhh my-y-y God-d-d-d! I'm cumming! Yes, daddeeee!"
Watching the young ex-tomboy tossing off her tumultuous orgasm caught Ben off-balance. The heat inside her convulsing pussy lured the juices from deep in his balls. He held her hips tight and shot his load into her cunt. A strained grin twisted his face. The excitement was all the more intense for being completely unpremeditated.
"Uuuuuhhh… you little whore! You made daddy cummmm!"
While his orgasm made Ben groggy, it gave Ellen more energy than ever. She felt the devil taunting her with the urge to reyeal the information she had been holding back. She brought Mr. Firth a beer and knelt before him as he drank it. "Know who it was screwing my boyfriend?" she asked innocently.
"Uh-uh." Ben was wishing the girl would put her clothes back on. Now that his excitement was past, he felt definitely nervous about what he had done. He was unprepared for the shock of the girl's next words.
"Mrs. Carter. That's who it was. Billy's probably still over there right now. And Richie too. She was doing both of them at once, can you believe it?"
The information was too fantastic for Ben to doubt it for a moment. He jumped to his feet and was in his car before Ellen had time to figure out what was going on. The girl smiled as she finished the rest of the older man's beer. Mrs. Carter was in for it now! She would learn the locals did not want any perverts around who would do things like screwing two boys at once! When Ben Firth was through with her, she would be barred from the island for life!
That was just what that older tramp deserved for stealing her guy!