Chapter 10
Don came out of the trailer bathroom, dripping his way back to the bedroom. Ann was lying on the bed, diddling her slick cunt-hole with Jane's vibrator.
He stood looking at her. Her eyes were bright. She looked relaxed and happy. Every trace of anger had vanished. He shook his head, wondering about the strange girl he had raised.
"Guess I'll be looking for a new secretary," he grinned. "We didn't treat her too kindly."
Ann smiled at him. She flipped the vibrator against the wall and stretched like a cat.
"She'll survive, Daddy. I watched her. So she's got a sore asshole. So do I. She'll heal up. See my tits? Most of the marks you put on me are gone already. Women are tough bitches, Dad. We can take a lot and come up ready for more. Don't feel bad about her."
He smiled and stretched out beside her. "Guess you're right. What a wild vacation!"
He looked down at his rising cock. He grinned at his girl grinning back at him.
"Want to fuck?"
"I thought you'd never ask," Ann giggled happily.
She opened her legs and held her arms out. He came up over her and eased his hard cock into her slick fuck-hole. He sighed.
"Something tells me I'm going to need some help, handling you. You are one wild kid, Ann. I suppose nobody ever died from over-fucking, but there are limits."
Ann's fingers closed around his throbbing prick. Now was the time to get her way with him.
"Skip has a nice cock, Daddy."
"I figured you would pick out the one cock on the block that would fuck you like you like to be fucked. Like this...!"
He picked up speed. Ann growled deep in her throat. Her cunt gripped his cock, squeezing and milking it the way she knew he loved.
"Then ... then...." Ann was beginning to pant and squirm under him, but she had to get something settled before she went out of her head again. "Then ... it's okay if he fucks me? While you're at work, I mean. Just to keep me out of trouble?"
Don was past the point of trying to control his nymph daughter. At least she was going to screw herself silly with a cock that lived right next door. He could still keep tabs on her. He hoped.
"Sure," he panted. "Skip's all right. Now shut up and fuck my cock!"
Ann pulled him down over her. Her legs locked firmly over his back. The grin that spread over her face was the happiest in all of Ridgecrest!
The next morning, Ann was on the phone the moment her dad left for work. Skip answered. "Hello...."
"Hi! This is Ann."
She heard his nervous intake of breath. "Relax, Skip. I talked my daddy out of saying anything to your folks. He even said it's okay for you and me to fuck."
"You're putting me on! No shit? He said that!"
"Honest, Skip. I'll tell you all about it at Pacific Beach. That's where we're going this morning. Grab some towels and your swim trunks. We can take the bus. I got money. Daddy gives me a bundle to run this fucking house. I'm going to be glad to get away from here for a day."
She didn't say anything about her wild vacation at Ridgecrest-or about turning her dad on to pain and whipping and dildos! She figured Skip would shit his pants if he knew she dug such far-out things. If he knew what she planned to do with him, today, he'd hang up the phone and pedal his bike straight out of town!
"Okay! Hey, this will be great! It's hotter than hell around here. I'll be ready in two shakes of a hard cock," he snickered.
Ann hung up the phone. She smiled homily. Another side of her sexy nature was bubbling to the top. She was going to rock the beach right into the fucking ocean! Her cunt juiced hot fluid into her cotton panties.
"Patience, pussy," she giggled hotly. "You'll get yours!"
The sun hung like a ball of fire over the sparkling waves and the glittering expanse of beach. There was not a single cloud in the sky. Long rows of vans butted up against the concrete wall that ran along the beach front. Clusters of teen-agers were sitting on the vans, drinking beer and puffing on .joints. At the end of the van line, motorcycles stretched out for another city block. Then came the mopeds and the bicycles.
The beach was packed. Kids were running everywhere. Beach balls flew through the air. The cheers of volleyball players rang out through the crowd. The smell of burning grass was whisked away by the ocean breeze. Ann sat beside Skip on big beach towels. Two umbrellas they had rented gave shade from the intense rays of the summer sun.
"This is really living," Skip sighed happily. He waved with exaggerated carelessness at guys older than him who never talked to him at school. Now that he had a gorgeous chick lying beside him, they suddenly wanted to be very friendly. Even girls smiled at him, and stared at the bulge in his swim trunks. He was half-hard with excitement, just from looking at Ann's pert tit-mounds falling out of her too-small bikini top.
Ann settled back against the beach backrest. She spread her legs wide, watching the guys stumble in the sand as they kept walking back and forth past them. She knew her cunt-hair was fringing out of the tiny strip that covered her crotch. She knew the thin material was darkening with her flow of hot cunt-juice. It turned her on to show her wet pussy to the boys. She kept closing and opening her legs, making the strip get wetter and bunch up. Now it covered only her cunt-slit. She stared back, boldly, at the boys staring between her legs.
She had her eye on one tall, good-looking blonde stud who sat down ten feet from her towel, and kept looking at her brown cunt-hair that showed on either side of the wet strip of her bikini bottom. She smiled brightly at him. He smiled back. He opened his legs. Ann caught her breath. She could see the outline of his huge cock against his thin wet trunks.
Skip was so busy being content, he didn't even notice the blonde guy in the crowd of tanned legs that kept crossing his line of vision. Ann bothered him a little. She had flirted a lot with the kid who rented them the backrests and the umbrellas. He was proud of her trim body and her uplifting tits, but it bothered him to have the guys stare so hungrily at her. "Fuck off," he muttered under his breath. "This chick is mine!"
Ann turned on her side. She eased her tit almost all the way out of her top. She saw the blonde guy starting to get a real hard-on!
She smiled sweetly at him.
"Skip, are you going to stare at the chicks, or are you going to pay attention to me?" Ann said softly.
Skip turned on his skide. His eyes widened. "Your nipple is showing," he whispered. "I know that."
"Well, ... geez Ann. Guys will see it."
"So?"
She slid her hand between his legs. Her finger dipped under his swim trunks. "I'm getting hard," he groaned. "Yes, you are. Isn't it a nice feeling?" He bit his lip. "Uh ... yeah. Guess so."
Her fingertip rubbed under his trunks. He felt his cock swelling even more. She pinched his cock-tip, tugging his prick out of his trunks.
"Jesus, Ann!" he muttered.
"You have a beautiful cock, Skip. Be proud of it. Let the girls see it."
He flicked a nervous glance at her tits. His cock suddenly grew even harder. She had one tit all the way out of her top. She was smiling at him and teasing her nipple with her fingernail. She rolled toward him, her hand going to the back of her neck.
"Lick it," she whispered.
He opened his mouth to protest, but she jammed her hard tit-peak into his mouth.
He sucked on her nipple. His cock throbbed in her hand. He suddenly realized his girl was a fucking exhibitionist! She loved to have the boys see her getting it on a public beach!
"You're going to fuck me, Skip," she hissed. "Right here. On the sand. In the bright sunlight."
He twisted his mouth away. He looked down at his cock sticking straight up in the sunshine. Her hand stroked him ever so gently.
"We're going to be carted straight off to the can," he groaned. "They'll bust our asses seven ways from Sunday!"
Ann turned her head and smiled very sweetly at the blonde giant holding his cock and grinning at her. She stuck her tongue out at him. His grin got wider. He silently clapped his hands together.
"Listen," Ann hissed in the boy's ear. "What do you suppose those chicken assholes are doing in those vans? Didn't you hear the girls panting when we walked by? Why do you suppose so many kids were sitting in the van doors? So no one could see it, dummy."
"Getting laid in a van is one thing," Skip mumbled. "Out here...."
"Out here is better. It's exciting. See how the kids are gathering around us?"
Skip lifted his head. He sighted past his upright cock clenched in her hand. Oh, God! They were sitting packed five deep in a wide circle, right at his feet!
"Come on. Fuck me!" Ann encouraged him. "Show them you're a man!"
She took his hand and slid it down between her legs. His fingers closed over her wet cunt. His cock instantly throbbed like hell and seemed to grow three feet long. His mind went blank. He shut his eyes. He wanted to fuck so badly he would have cheerfully exchanged a whole year's income from his paper route for a motel room.
Ann shoved his finger up her slick cunt-hole. She spread her legs wide, looking at the blonde stud rubbing his cock.
"Hey! Relax! No one can really see. I mean, the umbrellas block the view from the van row. Those kids will let us know if the fuzz wanders by. Fuck me. Right now!"
She slipped her bikini bottom off. Her hands pushed his trunks down. She nestled close to him, lifting one leg. Skip felt his hard cock sliding into the hot swamp of her cunt. Her leg closed.
"Isn't this nice?" Ann whispered hotly in his ear. Her hips moved. She fucked him with gentle, long movements, dragging his throbbing cock out until it almost got away from her, then sliding him in again. He was turning on in spite of himself. He felt his cock getting hard as a steel bar.
"Don't you come," she hissed. "If you go off, I'll break your neck. Fuck. Fuck me, Skip. Move, man!"
Now, he didn't care if the Mormon Tabernacle Choir was watching him. He jerked out. He shoved his trunks clear off. He fell back down and pushed his aching cock into her slick pussy. He stroked slowly, like she seemed to want him to. All the way in. She shuddered and ground her clit against him. Back out. Not too far. Gotta do this right. Oh, shit! This will be the talk of the whole fucking school!
Look at the bright side, he told himself. You'll have more hot chicks wanting to sample your hard cock than you'll be able to handle if you live to be a hundred. He grinned, imagining himself shaking his head and waving away crowds of hot, panting chicks-all of them showing him their bare tits and their wet cunts, begging him to fuck them.
"Get with it, Skip. Fuck! Fuck me!"
His mind snapped back to reality. She had slid lower down, bending his rigid cock. She rubbed her clit frantically on his slick prick. Her nails raked his shaking ass. He fucked her faster. His ears tuned in to the faint murmurs of the crowd of hot kids watching him fucking. His cock swelled even fuller. Wow! He'd show them.
Ann was caught up in the thrills of taking a hard cock. She didn't even hear the horny kids in the tight circle at her feet. She was mindlessly fucking Skip's rigid cock. It was getting hotter, harder-ramming clear to the bottom of her cunt!
"This is it!" Skip muttered.
Ann jerked away. She fell on his cock, grabbing it with both hands. She took his hot load, sucking him so hard her cheeks pulled in. She drained him completely. Ann sat up. Her hands gripped his slick cock, jacking him furiously.
"Don't let it fall down," she whispered hotly. "Come again. You can do it. Show these bastards you're a real stud! You got a hundred eyes watching you. Give them a real show!"
Ann came up on her knees. She turned her head, searching for her blonde. There he was. He had his fucking cock out! He was beating the hell out of it! Not a single soul around him even noticed. All their eyes were riveted on Skip's flaming hot cock.
"Do it! Come! Now!"
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Skip strained and grunted. His hips bounced up and down on the sand. The crowd was utterly silent. Watching. Waiting.
Suddenly, his cock shot a quick hot jet of jism straight up into the air. He heard the sigh of relief from the watching kids. It didn't compare to his own sigh. Ann pumped him dry, licking hungrily. This time, she let his cock go. It throbbed and twitched and slowly collapsed.
"Wasn't that terrific!" Ann smiled.
He lay watching her calmly putting her bikini back on. What a wild and crazy bitch he had found! Well, not really. She had carried the ball right from the start. But playing on her team had put him in the limelight. He grinned, lying naked and smiling at the eyes that were smiling back at him.
"Don't push your luck," Ann whispered. "Get your trunks on. I think it's time to go. There's a big blonde dude who would sell one of his balls to jet into me. I know!"
Skip reluctantly jerked his swim trunks up his legs. He felt ten feet tall. He hefted the umbrellas like they didn't weigh an ounce. He followed Ann's swaying ass toward the rental shack. They didn't make it.