Chapter 4
"Brad? Oh, come on, sleepyhead, get up!"
Nanci stopped cold, staring into her brother's room at his empty bed.
A tremor of anger swept through her. This was just too much! First he didn't come back last night like he'd promised, and now he was gone already. She'd gotten up early just to get a few stabs of his thick cock.
Hissing her frustration, she slammed the door and dashed back to her room, peeling off her nightie as she went.
Once there, she locked the door and threw herself on the bed, reaching for her itching cunt. She'd show him. Until yesterday, she'd gotten along just fine without his prick, and she could do it again!
Determined to ease the tingle in her wet pussy, Nanci drove a finger completely into it, biting back a moan. Though her flexible cunt was still tight, Brad's prick had loosened it a bit, and before she knew it, she had three fingers wedged in her cunthole, fucking it into a lather.
"Ugh, oh, oh, fuck me, fuck me! Oh, Brad, your cock, never stop, never!"
Nanci's horniness was so great that she climaxed quickly, humping on her fingers, gaining momentary relief. With a sigh, she drew them out and licked them clean, pretending they were a cum-spattered cock.
Then, feeling a trifle better, she pulled on her jeans and tee shirt and scampered down for breakfast.
On her way, she paused to knock on Aunt Sue's door, but there was no answer. Puzzled, she went downstairs and called their names, but the whole house seemed to be empty.
Shrugging off her puzzlement, she went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of orange juice, draining it quickly.
Then a thought struck her. Maybe Brad was out in the yard. And since Aunt Sue didn't seem to be around, they could still get in some good fucking before she returned.
With that idea in mind, Nanci strode out the back door, shading her eyes from the bright morning sun and looking for her errant brother.
She was still looking when a voice called out.
"Well, hello there."
Wrinkling her face against the sunlight, Nanci saw the shoulders and head of the man next door. The rest of him was hidden by a tall hedge that he was trimming with a pair of big shears.
Not used to speaking to strangers, she said hesitantly, "Hi."
The man laughed, giving off warmth even from the distance between them. "You're not going to run away, are you? I know I'm an ugly old bachelor, but I hope I haven't reached the stage where I send pretty girls screaming into the dawn!"
Nanci smiled back and edged closer. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act like that. I was just looking for someone, that's all."
As she drew nearer, she saw that the man was neither old nor ugly. In fact, he was quite attractive, with black curly hair, a fetching smile, and sharp, twinkling blue eyes.
"Are you really a bachelor?" she asked abruptly, with blank disbelief.
His smile widened. "Well, at the moment just separated. But I hope to be one soon, as quick as the papers go through." Then he stuck out a hand over the hedge. "By the way, my name's Phil. And you must be Nanci. Sue mentioned you and your brother would be staying here for the summer. And on behalf of the neighborhood, I guess it's my job to welcome you."
After a pause, Nanci took his hand, stepping up to the hedge. "Uh, thank you. Speaking of my brother, have you seen him?"
Then a gleam behind Phil caught her eyes, and she gasped. "You have a swimming pool!"
Phil chuckled, surveying her vibrant young body with obvious interest. "Sure do. It's about the only possession that bitch Shirley didn't take with her when she left me."
The man's casual, candid manner had a relaxing effect that she didn't usually feel with strangers. Unable to restrain her curiosity, Nanci spoke up. "How come you're getting a divorce, anyway?"
Phil's face fell into a serious pose. "Well, the reason for that is pretty delicate, and I don't know if you're old enough to understand."
"I'm no child," Nanci retorted, flushing. "I'm almost fourteen!"
"Well," Phil said gravely, his eyes twinkling. "All right. It was sex. Shirley didn't like to fuck like I wanted her to."
In spite of her shyness, Nanci had to ask. "How did you want her to fuck?"
His expression broke into a fresh grin. "Hard. And often."
She laughed, and Phil joined her with a chuckle.
"Hey, how about a closer look at the pool? You and your brother might be interested in using it some this summer, and there's a gap in the hedge just down the way there."
Nanci saw the gap, but hesitated at the idea of actually going inside another person's yard. "I don't know..."
"Oh, come on," Phil urged. "We're going to be neighbors all summer, aren't we? And you can trust me. I promise not to bite-unless specifically requested, that is."
Nanci couldn't help but like the man, despite the impulsive fear of strangers that her stepfather had ground into her.
"Well, all right. For just a little while."
Delighted at overcoming her initial fear, she darted down to the gap and slipped through. Phil walked toward her. He was wearing nothing but cut-off shorts, and his well-muscled tan body rippled as he strode forward.
Nanci had just a moment for a speculative glimpse at his bulging cut-offs before he stood in front of her, hands on hips.
"Well, what do you think?"
Realizing that he meant the swimming pool, she turned to examine it. Blue-green water glimmered and glinted, lapping an invitation that she could hardly ignore.
"It's wonderful," she breathed. "I could just jump in clothes and all!"
Phil's lips twitched. She was aware that as she observed the pool, he'd been doing some observing himself, and his smile had grown even wider with approval.
"Swell idea," he said lightly. "Now that you mention it, how about a little dip?"
Arching her eyebrows, she faced him with a sexy boldness that surprised even her. "Just what pool did you have in mind, Phil? Yours, or mine?"
That startled him, and this time he laughed. "My, you are a sharp one. Just my luck, always mixing in with women who can grab me by the balls! Why, I meant my pool, of course. How about it?"
The notion was tempting. And she was thoroughly enjoying Phil, the way she'd never been allowed to enjoy a strange man before.
Then an obstacle sneaked in. "Oh, I didn't bring a suit with me!" she blurted sadly. "The nearest thing I've got is a hundred miles away!"
"No problem." Phil shoved that obstacle aside. "Bra and panties would do just as well as a bikini, you know. And I can't say I'd mind that one bit."
Nanci started to smile, then blushed furiously. She hadn't put on any underwear!
Avoiding his gaze, she spoke in a small voice. "You wouldn't happen to have an extra pair around, would you?"
This did stun him. "For chrissakes, you are full of surprises, aren't you? Well, we'll have to think this through."
Taking a thoughtful pose, he looked her up and down in a way that had her cunt warming with embarrassment and desire.
"Oh, no," she joked at his questioning look. "You're just determined to get me in your pool, aren't you?"
Phil threw his arms up in exasperation. "All right, I surrender. It happens that I do have an old one-piece of Shirley's, but I can just about guarantee it'll be a bad fit. Toward the end of our marriage, she was developing a shape like a pyramid."
She paused, torn between her shyness and the shimmering call of the pool. The pool won out, hands down. And besides, what if the suit wasn't a perfect fit? There might be a little fun in that, too.
"I'll try anything once. Just to get out of this heat!"
"That's my girl." Phil went over to an old shed and rummaged around, then came back with a bundle of black fabric in his hand.
"Here, try this on for size. I'll just stand back and watch."
"Only if you're watching in the other direction," Nanci bantered lightly, making him chuckle again as he turned his back to her.
Quickly she shed jeans and tee shirt, then struggled into the suit, glancing nervously at all the houses around her.
"You don't think anyone can see, do you?"
"I doubt it," Phil said, his back to her. "Everyone else who's awake is at work. And besides, what if they did see? This neighborhood needs some waking up, and I don't know anyone who could wake them up faster."
Smiling at his compliment, she slipped the straps over her shoulders and spoke. "Okay, you can look now."
Phil turned. And broke out laughing uproariously.
Joining him, Nanci shrugged and flapped her arms wildly. The suit was several sizes too large, its top hanging down until almost the whole top half of her tits showed, her nipples hidden only by the thick straps themselves. The whole bottom half hung loose about her thighs, and there was enough room in the crotch for both her small fists and Phil's large ones.
"Well?" she asked teasingly, striking a model's pose. "Think I can win a beauty contest?"
Barely controlling his laughter, Phil nearly choked. "I have to admit, Shirley's taste was only succeeded by her figure. But I can't think of anyone who could make that thing look more attractive."
"Beat you to the water!" Nanci shrieked, luxuriating in their lighthearted fun. She dashed for the pool and dove in without a pause.
Cool wetness closed over her, making her shiver with sheer delight as she paddled for the bottom, enjoying the first swim she'd had this summer. It was only after she'd touched bottom and was stroking for the surface that she realized both her straps had slid away, and she was entirely topless.
Whooshing out her breath, she broke the surface, treading water furiously as she struggled back into her suit.
"That was very nice." Phil grinned from the side. "Very nice indeed."
Nanci's first reaction was total embarrassment. "You saw?"
He nodded. "You bet I did, and loved every moment of it. And you'd take that look of disgust off your face if you saw the fat slob I was married to. You just don't know how it warms an old man's heart to glimpse a vision of beauty like you."
Nanci had to giggle. "I'll bet that isn't all that's warming. You'd better come in and cool off!"
Phil dove expertly, and the next thing Nanci knew her feet were being pulled, dragging her under.
Gulping water and laughing, she and Phil played like children, splashing and ducking each other exuberantly. And without real surprise, she found their play growing more and more sensual by the moment, their bear hugs becoming caresses and their slaps changing into brief fondling touches. Her young pussy was still damp from her morning's frustration, and she quickly felt herself creaming at Phil's groping touches.
At one point, when she laughingly dove to escape a dunking, she came up with the straps dangling loose again. Only this time she had shrugged out of them on purpose, just to see the half-hidden look of lust that crept over Phil's face.
"Oh!" Nanci looked down in pretended surprise, observing her bobbing wet tits and their hard-pointed nipples. "They're loose again, damn it. Well, they'll just have to stay that way. I give up!"
"Ah, my favorite words," Phil joked. But his jokes could no longer hide the growing hunger in his expression, and Nanci thrust her little tits out in a proud dare.
"I guess fate's against me. You were meant to have a look, so just look all you want! I don't care anymore!"
Phil was doing just that, his face serious for once. "Oh, shit, they're beautiful. You don't know what you're doing to me, lady." Then he smiled again. "Or maybe you do, at that. And I guess turnabout's fair play, isn't it?"
With that he made a deep dive, and a moment later Nanci saw a small heap of denim float to the surface briefly before it sank.
Then Phil's voice spoke behind her. "Here's looking at you, Nanci."
She spun in a swirl of water as his strong arms reached out to grasp her tits. Nanci tried to give out a playful scream, but it became a groan as she felt his big wagging cock nudge against her thighs.
"Oh, you're awful!" she gasped, as his fingers plucked at her nipples. "I knew you just wanted to fuck me all along! What a horny neighbor you're going to be!"
"And that's a promise," he teased. "So why don't we get started, right now?"
And with that, he grabbed the loose bottom of her suit and began to jerk it down.
Nanci's cunt creamed harder than ever then. But she had no intention of surrendering so easily. Shrieking wildly, she tried to break the hold on her suit.
But Phil's grip was firm, and the suit peeled away entirely as she kicked out of its confines and made for the edge of the pool.
She just managed to reach the concrete ledge at the shallow end and haul herself out, totally nude, as Phil came swimming up.
By now her pussy was gushing and itching with familiar need, and she leaned tauntingly back on her elbows and spread her thighs wide, displaying her pink dark-curled cunt as he swam up between her legs and crouched level with her drooling pussy.
"Well, now that you've got it," she announced, relishing his stare, "what are you going to do? And I only hope it's hard and often!"
"Oh, it will be," he promised. "But first I've got a little thirst that needs quenching. And I think I've just found the perfect little hole to drink from."
Nanci didn't understand, until she saw his head diving between her thighs and felt the first tentative thrust of his tongue against her soaked cunt.
"Ah, oh, yeah," she groaned as his tongue stroked her clit and collected the fresh gush of pussy juice that dripped out. "Oh, I've never been eaten before. Do it, do it real good. Eat my pussy out and stick your tongue up my hole. Oh, baby, yeah!"
Phil knew what he was doing. His slick tongue teased the girl's cunt lips until they were swollen and aching, dribbling cream down the crevice of her pliant ass. The tip of his tongue shoved briefly between the tight shining gates of her pussy, just far enough to make her purr with lust. Then he attacked the nub of her clit, delicately nibbling its sensitive hardness until she was groaning and wiggling with complete abandon.
Nanci slid her legs up and propped them on his shoulders, feet dangling feebly in the water as he tortured her clit until she could stand no more.
"Oh, fucking shit, put it inside me!" she sobbed, clutching his head. "I want to feel your fat tongue digging up my fuck-hole and eating my cunt. Oh, Phil, do it. Stick it in meeee!"
Phil jabbed his tongue into her pink cunthole, then began to slide it in and out like a cock. At the same time, he traced his thumb over her clit until he had her coming wildly, his lips fastened to her cunt lips in an ultimate exploring kiss.
"Oh, God, I'm fucking coming! Oh, yeah!
AANNNHHH!"
Nanci wrapped her thighs around his head and hunched his stabbing tongue in delicious oblivion. At last her legs slipped into the water as she lay dazed, mind reeling.
"Oh, fucking cock, that was ... mmmm."
"You like that?" Phil grinned.
Her head rolled up, and she smiled weakly. "You bastard, you know I did. I've never been eaten. I could come forever like that!"
"Then you may like dessert even better. Just roll over like a good girl, and let your horny old neighbor have some more fun."
Without thinking she did as she was told, wiggling onto her stomach so that her waist reached the ledge and her legs hung limply in the water, perfectly displaying her taut ass-hole.
"That's it," she heard Phil say huskily. "Just what I like. The perfect dessert spread."
Nanci didn't know what he was up to until she felt his tongue slide along the entire length of her, from clit to ass-hole. Then he stopped at that small winking hole, and his slurping tongue shot out and buried itself in her ass-hole.
"Ah, what are you ... oh, fucking piss, you're eating out my ass!" she squealed, automatically hunching up to part her little butt hole as far as it would go, all pink and open and shining with Phil's saliva.
His tongue dug in and out, drinking all the cunt cream that had escaped to its recess, then stabbed up her damp ass-hole until she thought he would never stop.
Right now Nanci was ready for anything, and she found herself coming harder than ever before as her ass-hole received its tongue-fucking.
"Ba-baby, don't stop! Oh, God, I'm going to piss! Oh, eat my shithole ... aaaahhhh!"
An explosive series of climaxes tore through her shuddering body as she came for the second time in mere minutes, frantically crying out.
At last he pulled back and she slumped, groaning, totally fulfilled. And totally ready to go again as he placed his inflamed cocktip against her cunt and heaved.
It sank to the hilt, and she let out a shrill wail of horny lust. "Aaaahhh!"
Grasping her slender hips, Phil rammed his stiff cock into her cunt in powerful building strokes, fucking her sweet young pussy the way he'd promised.
Nanci lolled in twisting oblivion, coming for a third time. That was too much for her to handle.
"Ahhh..." she whimpered, hunching on the concrete. "I'm pissing!"
Phil felt the sudden warm wetness that soaked his slickened balls and made a hot yellow trail over the edge of the pool. That turned him on even more.
"Now, honey," he grunted. "Just relax and take all my cum, because I've got one luscious load stored up!"
"Uuuhhhmmm!" she screamed as fiery jizz flooded her pussy and spilled out on the ledge. And still it came, over and over, blast after blast.
She was still hunching when Phil slipped back, drained and heaving for breath.
At last, her whole body trembling and cum overflowing in her cunt, she turned her head to him and spoke with puffy lips.
"Is that all?"
Phil laughed weakly. "Oh, shit, you really are too much. But I'll tell you what. Come back just as often as you like, and I'll see if I can't give you your fill of cock."
Slowly Nanci sat up. She was weak all over, and jism ran from her pussy in a white river.
With a little smile she scooped it up and drank, to Phil's pleased surprise.
Then she rose, regaining her strength, and struggled into her clothes before bending to give him one last kiss and a parting line.
"Don't worry," she said. "I've just had the 'hard' part. I wouldn't miss the 'often' for anything!"
Then, laughing, she darted merrily home.