Chapter 2
The next morning Suzy got up to a quiet house. The adults had partied till very late and were sleeping it off. After making herself some breakfast, she put on her bathing suit, grabbed a beach towel and a book, and went down to the lake. She didn't want to face any bad-tempered hungover grownups.
Suzy read and swam and daydreamed for a couple of hours before she heard someone coming down the path from the cabin. Something prompted her to grab her gear and hide in the bushes near the beach. It was just possible that she might see something interesting, if the grownups thought she was off hiking somewhere.
All she saw, at first, was Jerry Van.
Jerry was jogging down the path, wearing only shorts and sneakers. He huffed and puffed, flexed his muscles, and acted like he was being filmed. She'd already noticed that the famous TV star always acted like he was on camera, but in the bright morning light she noticed something else—Jerry Van was actually getting old.
Oh, it wasn't easy to see, especially on TV when he wore makeup, but now she could detect the fine wrinkles in his face, some greying hair on his chest among the gold, and she saw that he was easily winded. He stopped on the sandy beach and panted. Then, looking at the inviting cool water, he started to undress.
Suzy's attention picked up sharply. What a kick it would be to see one of the most famous men in America without his clothes ... She crawled closer in her hiding place and peered out intently through the leaves. She felt a little prick of excitement. Jerry Van was still plenty handsome, tall and heavily muscled, deeply tanned, with golden blond hair.
He kicked off his sneakers, unzipped his fly, and quickly skinned out of his shorts. He wasn't wearing anything underneath them. Suzy had an all-too-brief glimpse of his cock and balls. His pubic thatch was the same bright gold as his head, and from it swung his soft limp prick, just a lazy little worm of pale flesh. His balls were small and limp, too.
Suzy felt a little disappointed. Somehow she'd expected that a guy who was a hero to millions would have an enormous cock. Jerry ran down the small beach and plunged into the water with a bellow. He swam around noisily, maybe pretending he was Tarzan. That was one role he'd never played.
After a while he got out again and lay down on the warm sand, on his back. His cock was still tiny and soft. Suzy wished she could see it when it was hard, like she'd seen Uncle Charlie's. Possibly it would be bigger then. She was going to crawl closer for an even better view, but a noise distracted her.
She heard someone sneaking down the path near where she was hiding. She looked over there and saw that she wasn't the only one spying on Jerry Van ...
Her Aunt Martha had stopped at the last turn in the trail and was staring down at the naked TV star. He didn't see or hear her. Martha was looking right at his cock, staring almost hungrily, and she was licking her lips. Suzy in turn watched Martha, wondering what she was up to.
Suzy remembered yesterday, watching her aunt and uncle in bed, and how they'd seemed bored with each other after twenty years of marriage. No doubt Aunt Martha was wondering how it would be to get it on with another man. The sight of Jerry Van naked must have been pretty tempting.
Martha's face underwent a variety of changes as she looked at Jerry. Once she blushed hotly, and once she sighed. Finally with a look of determination, she continued on down the path, onto the beach, and walked right up to Jerry. Only then did he open his eyes and notice her.
"Good morning, Jerry," Martha said huskily.
"Oh, hi, Martha," he said. He didn't seem surprised or embarrassed, and he made no attempt to cover himself. "You come down for a swim?"
"I-I thought I might try it," Martha said. "I'm afraid I've got a bit of a hangover."
Jerry chuckled. "Me, too," he said, "but the swim helped."
He just lay there, smiling lazily at her, and Martha blushed a little. Then she started to undress. Suzy guessed that her red-haired aunt had had no intention of swimming, that she'd just followed Jerry down to the beach in hopes he'd make a play for her. He hadn't, so Martha had no choice but to confirm her lie.
She got out of her jeans and blouse rather shakily, probably because Jerry Van was watching her all the time. He wasn't rude about it, just friendly. Martha hesitated as she stood there in only her bra and panties, but apparently she didn't want to be chicken, so she unhooked the bra and drew it off.
Suzy sighed, once again wishing she had big grapefruit-size tits like her beautiful aunt. Martha's lovely pale boobs wobbled into their natural shape, firm and pointed and thrusting. Her large cone-shaped pink nipples were a little rigid from the cool air. Jerry Van's eyes widened a little as he looked at his hostess's superb ripe tits.
"You know, Martha," he said casually, "I've always wondered why you didn't go into show business. You're a very beautiful woman."
Martha blushed fiercely. "Why, thank you, Jerry," she said. "As a matter of fact, I was a dancer before I got married, but Charlie wanted me to stay at home. Anyhow, I was nothing special."
Uncomfortable under his scrutiny, she quickly finished taking off her clothes. As she slipped out of her panties, Jerry Van frankly eyed her thick coppery muff, and Martha's blush deepened. Again he wasn't offensive about it, just curious, as if he were examining a thoroughbred horse.
"You're a real redhead, too." he remarked.
Martha began to look a little annoyed. "Yes, dear," she snapped, "just like you're a real blond."
Jerry only chuckled. Martha raced down the beach and plunged into the lake, giving a shrill screech as her warm naked body met the cool mountain water. She swam around frantically, no doubt trying to get her circulation going. Jerry stayed right where he was, naked as a jay bird, belly to the sun, lazily watching her swim.
Suzy was disappointed in the scene. She'd been watching Jerry Van on television since she was a tiny kid, and he'd always played men of action, men who were forceful with women and got whatever they wanted from them. It seemed that in real life, however, Jerry Van was a pussycat. He'd had Aunt Martha naked and panting right in front of him, and he hadn't even touched her.
Soon Martha came running out of the water, shivering and blue. She sat down in the warm sand next to Jerry and hugged herself, teeth chattering.
"Well," she said dryly, "at least I got over being horny."
Jerry was taken off guard for the first time. He stared at her, then said awkwardly, "Horny? Shucks, ma'am, how come you didn't ask your husband to take care of you?"
"Oh, Jerry, don't pull your cowboy bit on me," Martha said irritatedly. "You know how it is when you've been married to someone for a long time. The excitement just isn't there any more."
Jerry nodded. "Yeah, I know," he said. "Always happens to me that way. Why, Penny and I've only been married four years, and it's already getting that way. Seems a shame."
"Yes," said Martha, "but it's easier for you to do something about it than for me. You're an actor-you must have hordes of women dying to go to bed with you."
Jerry looked pained. "Not so much any more," he said. "You'd be surprised. They're all going for the younger guys now. They think I'm over the hill."
Very deliberately Martha put a hand on his bare hard-muscled thigh. "I don't think you're over the hill, Jerry," she said huskily.
Jerry Van blinked at her, and Suzy, wriggling in her hiding place, gave a sigh of impatience. My God, what did Aunt Martha have to do—draw the guy a picture? She'd come down here alone, stripped naked in front of him, told him she was horny, and finally touched him—and still he didn't catch on. Uncle Charlie had said before that Jerry Van was not exactly a genius. Now Suzy believed it. She wondered how he managed to memorize his lines for his TV show.
"Why, thank you, Martha," he said.
Martha sighed, struggling against horny impatience. Her hand crept slowly along Jerry's thigh, heading for his crotch. Her big ripe breasts seemed to be swelling up with arousal, the pink nipples going erect and pointed. She had her legs a little apart, and Suzy could see the bright gleam of pussy juice on her scarlet slit.
"I've always had kind of a letch for you, Jerry," Martha said softly, "but then I suppose a lot of women do ... "
"Very nice of you to say so, Martha," Jerry replied stupidly.
Martha sighed more loudly, as if making a decision, and then her hand quickly settled on his pale limp cock. Very slowly she curled her fingers around it, trapping the soft warm lump in her hot hand. She gave his flaccid meat a little teasing squeeze.
"Yes," she said, "I'm like a lot of women, always wondering what the big star is like in bed."
Jerry seemed a little puzzled by the fact that she was holding his cock, but he tried to act cool about it. "Oh, we're no different from any other guy, I guess," he said.
"Oh, yes, you are," Martha said wistfully.
Suzy knew what she meant. Any ordinary guy would have gotten her point minutes ago, but poor dumb Jerry didn't seem to understand that she wanted him. Sighing, obviously hotly aroused, Martha squeezed his limp cock again. She slipped her other hand under his rosy limp balls and began to massage them gently. Jerry blinked at her again.
"Uh, that feels nice, Martha," he said at last.
"Oh, I'm glad," Martha said dryly. "Does it remind you of anything?"
He frowned in thought while Martha went on squeezing his soft pale prick and petting his flaccid rosy balls. "Gee, I dunno," he said at last.
Martha rolled her eyes skyward in exasperation, and Suzy writhed with impatience in her hiding place. She wanted so badly to see Aunt Martha get it on with Jerry Van, but the stupid jerk acted like he didn't even know how. Suzy felt like shouting, "She wants to ball, you idiot." But she stayed still in her hiding place, hoping that Martha could eventually make her point.
"Doesn't remind you of anything, hah?" Martha said wearily. "Well, maybe this will."
She bent over him, her heavy swinging tits grazing his thigh, and brought her face down to his lap. Jerry watched with interest as she stuck out her little pink tongue and applied it to his soft pale cock. She started to lick the doughy little prick all over, from the cherry-red head down to his glistening blond thatch. She licked slowly, teasingly, leaving his flaccid meat gleaming with her saliva.
"Hey, that really feels nice," Jerry Van sighed.
He lay back limp blinking in the sun, and allowed Aunt Martha to lick his cock thoroughly. She did a good job of it, Suzy thought, swirling and swishing her greedy little tongue all over his soft warm meat, not missing a spot. Jerry had a little grin on his face, like he was really enjoying himself.
Suzy wished she could be in Aunt Martha's place. She could really get off on something like that. She made up her mind that as soon as possible she was going to look at a boy's cock first-hand, touch it and lick it and everything. Of course she'd have to wait till Fall, when she was back in school, since there were no boys here. What a drag ...
Martha licked right down through Jerry's golden bush till she was lapping his red wrinkled nut sacs. When she started doing that, Jerry gave a loud snort of pleasure and grinned even wider. Her little pink tongue flew over his sensitive balls, lapping them greedily, making them flop and bounce.
"Wow, that really feels great, Martha," he sighed.
"Umm-hmm," Martha purred. "Does it remind you of anything now, dear?"
Again the frown of concentration. "Not that I can think of," said Jerry. "Is it supposed to?"
Suzy sighed right along with her Aunt Martha. Martha didn't answer Jerry's question. She held herself rigid for a moment, checking her anger, and then she plunged her face into his crotch again. She opened her red lips and sucked his limp pale prick deep into her mouth. Jerry Van practically shot into the air.
"HEY," he said. "Oh, hey, wow ... Oh, boy, that's nice ... "
Martha was sucking loudly and wetly on his cock, just like she'd done for Uncle Charlie yesterday. Her fiery-red head bounced up and down over his lap, tousling her hair. Her red mouth zipped up and down the pale stalk of his cock. She sucked the limp prick out long and thin like a piece of elastic, then let it snap back. She sucked it hungrily, as if she loved the taste. Suzy wondered how it tasted ...
Meanwhile Jerry Van was grinning very broadly, and his blue eyes were rolling around crazily. His face started to flush, and he began to breathe hard and loud. Suzy could tell, from him and Charlie, that men really enjoyed having their cocks sucked. She vowed to try it the first chance she got.
"Oh, man," Jerry moaned, "that sure does feel great, Martha ... "
After some minutes of noisy juicy sucking, Martha let Ms wet limp cock escape from her mouth. "Now is it reminding you of anything, Jerry?" she said.
"Uh, yeah," he said brightly. "It reminds me of sex."
"GOOD," said Martha.
She curled up beside him on the sand, pressing her big pointed tits against his chest, gently petting his limp wet cock. She kissed his ear and nose and cheek, and she mischievously rubbed her coppery muff against his thigh.
"You are interested in sex, aren't you, Jerry?" she said.
"Oh, yeah," he said enthusiastically. "I really digit."
"That's wonderful," Martha sighed. "Would you be interested in getting it on with me?"
"Huh?" Jerry said.
"Fucking," said Martha. "Balling. Would you like to fuck me, Jerry? I'd like it a whole lot."
Light finally dawned in Jerry's eyes. He grinned and said eagerly, "Oh, is that what you wanted, Martha? Gee, why didn't you say so? I guess I just didn't catch on."
No shit, thought Suzy.
Then she and Martha saw something extraordinary. Jerry's cock, which had remained limp and useless in spite of all Martha's delicious sucking, gave a violent lurch. Now that he understood what Martha wanted, the message not through to his prick, and it started to twitch and swell and stiffen. Martha watched it hungrily as it turned from a soft pitiful little lump into a thick pale six-inch column of hard flesh.
Jerry looked down at his erection and smiled proudly. "Is that what you wanted, Martha?" he said.
"Yes," she sighed, "that's it, all right."
"Well, shit, you should have said something," Jerry said, "and I woulda got it up a lot sooner. I've always had the hots for you, Martha. I've always thought Charlie was a pretty guy. I-
"Never mind, darling," Martha said quickly. "Let's just make love, okay?"
"Okay," said Jerry Van.
The next thing Suzy knew, Martha was on her back, looking amazed, and Jerry was holding her long shapely legs wide apart. Her whole ripe red pussy was exposed, juicy and wet and swollen, with its fringe of red curls. Jerry stared at her slit for a moment, licking his lips, and then he plunged his face into her crotch.
"Jerry, wha—" Martha gasped. "I meant— OHHHH ... Oh, my God, yes, that's good ... EEEE ... "
Suzy could see Jerry's blond head bouncing up and down in Martha's crotch, and she could hear loud lewd slurping noises. He was eating her pussy, just as Uncle Charlie had done to her yesterday. And like yesterday, Martha was enjoying it enormously. She drew her legs as far apart as she could, giving him plenty of room to work, and she fell back limp on the sand, her lovely face contorted in a wide grin of horny satisfaction.
"Ahhhh, yesss," Martha moaned, "yes, eat meeee ... "
Suzy crawled closer for a better view of the action. There was a lot to see. With her legs thrown wide apart, Martha's whole ripe red slit was exposed, from her small light brown wrinkled asshole to her little pink clit which poked out saucily between the red-furred lips of her mons. Her cunt mouth was deep and shadowy, oozing a big stream of thick juice.
Once Jerry Van understood what he was supposed to do, he did it well. His big thick red tongue was all over Martha's gash, licking and tickling and probing. Suzy saw him rim the tightly clenched mouth of her bumhole, then tickle upward and snake into the plump red lips of her cunt. He swiftly and expertly rimmed the gushing twat mouth, then lapped upward again to tickle her small erect pink clit.
"Ooooo," Martha wailed, "oooo, darling, I love it ... My God, can you eat pussy ... "
Jerry pressed his mouth firmly to her stiff squirting slit and sucked it between his lips. He sucked fast and loud on the tender little button, and Martha went wild, clawing the sand, screaming her pleasure. Her cunt cream gushed out in steamy blasts to soak his face. Her voice became hoarse with pleasure.
"Ahhh, yes, yes," she whined, "suck my clit, darling ... Ohhh, Jerry, I love that ... "
Suzy began to get that strange swollen wet feeling in her virgin pussy, like when she saw an attractive boy at school. She was thinking how great it would feel to be in Martha's place, to have that big slick tongue licking all over her sensitive pussy. What a drag that she had to wait three more months before she could try that with a boy. She knew plenty of boys at school who'd be willing to do it, but that was a whole long summertime away ...
Still she could pretend. As she avidly watched Jerry Van sucking Martha's pink stiff clit, Suzy reached down inside her bathing suit and touched her plump hairless mons. She pried the hot fat lips open and seized her own tiny moist clit between her thumb and forefinger. She began to knead the small joy button, imitating the action of Jerry's lips on Martha's clit.
"Ooooo," she squeaked.
Fortunately they didn't hear her, Martha was making so much noise, though Suzy was only about ten feet away from them in the bushes. It had felt so unexpectedly good to knead her clit like that, she hadn't been able to suppress her shrill cry of excitement. She went on eagerly fingering her little bud, feeling sharp pangs of pleasure.
Well, it probably wasn't as much fun as a boy's tongue, but it felt damned good. She felt her virgin cunt oozing hot juice, felt her dainty little pussy swelling up tight and hot. Her fingers were soon soaked with her own horny cream. Briskly kneading her clit, she felt so good, she could hardly stifle her moans of pleasure.
Probably they wouldn't have heard her anyhow, Martha was screeching so loud. It was a miracle they didn't hear her half a mile away at the cabin. Suzy's pretty red-haired aunt was trembling violently, clawing the sand, her eyes rolling crazily. Jerry Van went on loudly sucking her tender red clit, his face soaked with her hot pussy juice.
Suzy had a good view of Jerry's crotch, too. He had Ms tight muscular ass raised up, his thighs parted, as he bent over Martha, and Suzy could see everything. His light brown clenched bumhole was no different from her own, but everything else was new to her and very interesting.
Like his cock, his balls had swollen up with arousal, till they became two tennis ball size globes with taut stretched skin. The flesh was bright red, glowing, with a light golden thatch. His nuts were so tautly swollen, they hardly even quivered with his vigorous movements.
Suzy could also see his swollen cock, so heavy that it waved low before him. It was a little bigger and thicker than Uncle Charlie's prick, and it was drooling big globs of shiny juice. Suzy would very much have liked to touch it, play with it, but she was still turned off by the idea of fucking. It made her cringe to think of taking that enormous thick pole into her tiny tight cunt.
At last Martha gave a hoarse prolonged moan and cried, "Darling, that's enough ... I'm going to faint if you don't stop ... "
Jerry Van raised his head from her crotch and wiped her sticky cream off his face. Martha's ripe red gash was soaked and gleaming with her gushing cunt juice, the flesh swollen and steamy. Her recessed cunt mouth was opening and closing swiftly and greedily. She moaned and held out her arms to Jerry.
"Fuck me, darling," she whined, "hurry, please ... Oh, Jerry, I want it so badly ... "
With explicit directions like that, Jerry had no trouble understanding what to do. He grinned and crawled closer between her legs. He seized his big stiff cock and gingerly bent it down to aim at her cunt. He wedged the big bulbous purple head of his dick into her gasping wet cunt mouth, Martha moaned hungrily and slammed her soaked pussy up to meet his cock, forcing the big pale rod a few inches into her greedy hole.
"Oh, God, YES," she gasped, "yes, get into me, Jerry, fuck me, please, please ... "
"Yes, ma'am," Jerry said in the voice of one of his more famous TV roles, a tough sheriff who always got the bad guys. "I'd be mighty pleased to do that, ma'am," he drawled, sinking his thick pale cock into her clear to his balls. He started to fuck her in deep hard thrusts. "Anything to oblige a lady," he went on, panting happily. "I always say it's a gentleman's duty to—"
"Jerry," Martha moaned, "just shut up and fuck me."
"Oh, okay," said Jerry, rather surprised.
He quickly got back in stride, though, humping Aunt Martha almost violently, their bellies meeting in loud smacks. Suzy could see his thick wet rod moving in and out of Martha's plump red cuntlips, stretching them widely. She wondered how Martha could take that huge hard thing in her little hole, but Martha didn't seem to mind at all.
"Oh, yes, YES," she wailed, "ball meeee ... I love it ... "
Suzy shrugged. Maybe there was something about fucking she didn't understand yet. She went on pleasantly frigging herself, kneading her hot wet little clit, while she watched Jerry Van balling her aunt. Her pussy got more and more wet and excited, and suddenly she felt a powerful orgasm ripping through her body. She clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle her excited cries as she came.
Again it probably didn't matter, they probably wouldn't have heard her anyhow, they were making so much noise themselves. Martha was screeching shrilly and continuously as she started to come. Her steamy cunt juice gushed out all around Jerry's jerking meat. Then Jerry started to come, too, bellowing like a bull.
"AWWWW," he shouted, "AWWW, JESUS ... "
His ass jerked violently for a moment, and then he grinned, fell heavily onto Martha, and within a few seconds began to snore. Martha gawked at him, then glared. She seized his powerful shoulders and shook him.
"Jerry," she said, "wake up."
"How come?" he said sleepily.
"They'll be wondering where we are," Martha said nervously. "We'd better get back up to the cabin."
"Shit," said Jerry.
He rolled off her, and they got dressed and left. Suzy, still writhing happily from the second orgasm of her life, was more determined than ever to experience sex for herself. She was more than ready to try some of that delicious stuff that Martha had done with Charlie and Jerry.
All she needed was a man ...