Chapter 4
I slept late Sunday morning -- very late. When I woke up and started to stretch I groaned like an old lady with arthritis. I had to laugh at myself. "If fucking ages a girl this fast, I'll be ready for Forest Lawn before school starts again." I had to pee so bad I was afraid to move.
The bathroom door was shut tight. I pounded on it, screaming, "Save me! Save me! I'll flood the floor! Who's in there?"
After what seemed like an eternity, my older sister Lauri opened the door a crack. I pushed my way in and squatted on the toilet. On the way in I received a quick flash of her naked body as she pulled her robe around her. Was I mistaken, or did I see a hairless pussy between her legs?
She stood there, tapping her foot impatiently on the tile floor. "Are you going to pee the rest of the day away, or do I get some privacy?" she complained.
I deliberately took twice as long to finish. Sometimes she bugs me with her older sister-little kid attitude. She always gets straight A's. I get C's, if I'm lucky. She can twist my daddy around her little finger, but I have to plead and cry and storm all over the house just to get my allowance bumped up another two bits.
I just sat there and let my eyes wander all over the room, whistling softly. There was a razor lying on the edge of the bowl, with black hairs sticking to it. A little light turned on in my head.
I reached out quickly and flipped her robe open. I was right! Her cunt was as bare as a baby's.
"O.K. Lauri, what's the story?" I demanded. "How come your pussy looks like it's ten years old?"
"You are too young to understand about such things," she replied tartly. "What do you care if I shave?"
"I don't," I told her. "You can paint it red if you want to. Just curious."
"Nosy, you mean." Now that I'd seen her, she let her robe hang open. Her full tits stuck out boldly as she began to brush her hair. That was another thing about her that pissed me off. She had tits out to here! And she was only two years older than me.
"Come on, Lauri," I teased her. "I'm not that young any more. Try me. Why do you risk whacking your cunt off, just to have a bare pussy?" She hesitated, and then she moved over close to me and lowered her voice. "Because it feels so neat when Jack kisses me down there."
"Jack?" I asked. Was she fooling around with our brother?
"Jack Graves -- you know. He works in the Texaco station next to the batik."
"Oh!" I said, relieved somehow that she wasn't getting something from our brother that I wasn't.
She apparently decided to take me into her confidence. "Penny, when he licks me and there's no hair in the way, I just about go ape. So does he. He shaves, too!"
"Weird," I muttered. "Positively weird! I waited forever for my cunt hair to grow. I wouldn't shave it off for Paul Newman. Well, maybe for him I would."
"You just feel that way because you've never had a boy go down on you," she told me, standing right in front of me and stroking her soft pussy skin.
"How do you know what I've done with a boy?" I asked her. "You know, you've never told me any of your secrets. Up to now. And I haven't told you any, either."
"Feel me. Go ahead. It won't bite," she teased me. I reached out and brushed fingers over her pouting cunt lips. She shivered a little and her hands cupped her breasts. Her stiff nipples poked out at me between her fingers.
"You turn on fast," I grinned at her.
"I was thinking about Jack while I shaved my cunt," she whispered to me. "We have a date this afternoon. For a picnic at Carter's Creek."
"Guess what Jack's going to eat," I laughed, patting my pussy dry.
"Right! Me! Oh, Penny, wait until you fall in love! There's nothing in the world like the feelings you get."
"I'm in no hurry," I told her. "This chick isn't going to tie up with just one boy. There are too many hard cocks out there, just waiting for me."
"How shocking!" she clucked, knotting her robe around her waist. "Well I'm not going to spread my legs for just any stiff cock that comes along. If you want to make like a nymph, that's your business."
She huffed out of the bathroom, on her way to grass stains on her butt and a boy's hot mouth on her bare pussy. I promised myself to look up the word nymph in my dictionary. It sounded nice to me.
I fiddled around in my bedroom, trying to get my head together. It was still packed full of erotic memories of fucking around with Leland and Eve. I stood in front of my big mirror and absently ran my fingers through my fluffy cunt hair. I had watched myself grow up in that mirror. Along the edge were marks I'd put down, to record my height as the years crept by. Now I was five-foot-four, and the body I was staring at in the glass looked pretty good to me! I had round brown eyes and light golden brown hair that twisted into two pigtails sticking out to the sides so my neck would be cooler. My skin was clear, finally. And my boobs swelled out so nicely I couldn't keep from cupping them and bouncing them a little. My nipples rose up under my fingers and crinkled out so stiff I thought I could hang my panties on them if I wanted to. My cuntlips were full and pinkish. I didn't have to look too hard to see my cunt standing up in my fur. I was wet. I guessed I'd be wet a lot from now on. It seemed to me that almost overnight, I'd turned into a passionate woman. I was no longer waiting for my nerves to start sparking the sexy little messages I was getting now as my fingertips traced over my boobs and down over my belly to my cunt.
I pulled a chair up to the mirror and sat down and spread my legs wide. I took a hard look at myself. Now, when I opened my legs, my cuntlips opened up a bit too. Leland had made that change! I teased a finger up into my cunt and nearly fell off the chair with surprise at how quickly my pussy grabbed it and held it tight inside me. That would feel fantastic around a boy's cock! I thought I made my hips move, like I was fucking. But just for a second. Too much! Wow! In a flash I'd gotten myself so damn turned on all I could think of was fucking. I began to understand why Lauri got so hot thinking about her date with Jack. But I still couldn't see the point in shaving a cunt so bare. My hair was long but kind of sparse. I could see through it like it wasn't even there. And it was so soft it didn't get in the way of the zingy feelings I got from my fingertips teasing between my wet cunt-lips.
Enough! Get dressed, you dummy, I told myself. Go out and get laid. You have a whole summer to mess around with before school starts again in September. I was starting to sweat, but not from the July heat. I was just plain hot to fuck!
I didn't know if I was glad or sad when I spotted the note Mom had tucked in the edge of my dresser mirror. "Gracie Adams bumped into me at the market. She wants you to baby sit tonight -- 8:30. I told her you'd be there. Luv, Mom."
Instantly I began to think about Chuck Adams, her husband. He was just about the best looking guy on our block -- six feet tall, blonde, muscular. He was deeply tanned from working on roofs, as an expert shingler. I wondered if they were swingers or if they were square. They had a baby boy, old enough to sleep the night through, though I figured she was still nursing him. I guessed Chuck was about twenty-six and Grace no older. They had a neat home with a pool and a big patio and a fantastic collection of rock records. It wouldn't be a bad evening. If it got too dull, I could get on the horn and gossip with some of my girlfriends and catch up on who was getting it from who.
I decided to push my door shut and take a nap for a while. I had the feeling something sexy was going to happen to me tonight. Or was it just wishful thinking? I drifted off to sleep with my finger in my cunt, thinking about sneaking into the pool bare-assed, and swimming in the moonlight. I guess I was still bushed from my last babysitting job, because when I woke up it was almost dark outside.
I picked out the thinnest cotton dress I could find in my closet. It had buttons all down the front. It was so short I debated with myself about putting some panties on. I decided the heck with them. I wanted what breeze there was around to blow on my hot cunt.
When Gracie came to the door she looked at me, surprised. "Penny! Didn't your sister tell you we cancelled?"
That dum-dum Lauri! Her head was so full of thoughts of Jack sucking her cunt, she never told me Gracie had called.
"Come in a minute anyway, Penny," Gracie told me. "We were going to a meeting of the Contractor's Club, but the speaker got rear-ended in his VW."
"I'll bet that was painful!" I cracked.
She looked at me blankly for a second, and then she got it. "Penny! Shame on you!" She laughed so hard her milk-full breasts jiggled half out of the tiny bikini top she was wearing. She settled them back in while she led me through the house to the patio. "Anyway," she continued, "After his accident I guess he wanted to keep his sore bottom at home, so the meeting was cancelled." She giggled, rubbing her curvy ass. "Could anybody really manage to get butt-fucked in the back seat of a VW, Penny?" she kidded.
"I've never tried, Gracie, but I guess where there's a will, there's a way. So you are staying home?"
"Yes. We decided to have a barbeque and just mess around on the patio tonight. Please stay and have something to eat with us. It's the least I can do for you, since I guess I messed your evening. Did you maybe cancel a date to sit for us?"
"No, Gracie. And I'm not mad. Hi, Chuck!"
"Hey, Penny! How about a juicy hamburger and a cool Coke?" It took me a minute to find my voice again. Chuck was poking the coals and blowing on the fire, but that wasn't what I was staring at. He had on just a terry wrap-around, open at the side. It was real short. I could see the white edge of his butt where his tan ended. Better than that, the material fell forward when he bent over, and I had a clear view of his sturdy cock resting on top of two full, hairy balls.
"That-that would be great!" I told him. "What can I do to help?"
"Just sit a spell and chat with us, Pen. The burgers are almost burned enough."
He waved his arms around in the cloud of smoke rising from the grill, making his cock swing under his wrap-around. "I don't know, Grace. You have a brand new range in the kitchen and every device known for sophisticated cookery, and here we are scorching our food over a fire like cave men."
"Well, this was your idea Chuck," Gracie laughed, pulling me down beside her on a big double lounge and thrusting a frosty Coke in my hands. "I would just as soon call the deli and have them whip over with the food. I think we can persuade Penny to stay for the evening, if we're nice to her. She didn't know your meeting was cancelled."
"Oh. Sorry about that Penny." He peered at me through the smoke, and then moved off to one side of the grill. I was sitting with my knees up and my legs slightly apart. I knew he could see my cunt hair, but I didn't let on I knew he was looking between my thighs. "Well Gracie, we'll just have to think of some fun things to do. And I think we should pay you anyway, Penny."
"Wait till you see how much I can eat," I laughed. "I'll owe you money!"
"You can't beat home-burned burgers," he laughed, pulling up a chair opposite us. He crossed an ankle over his leg. My view was terrific! Gracie noticed, too.
"Chuck," she told him, "your popularity is showing!"
He just laughed, but he didn't move a muscle. "Well, so far she hasn't fainted, Grace. I think she's seen a man's cock before. You have a brother don't you Pen?"
"He's not built as nice as you," I blurted out. I let my legs drift open a little wider, just to see what would happen.
He grinned at me, and I saw his cock begin to swell a little. "Would you like to go skinny-dipping in the pool after chow?" he asked me softly.
"Chuck!" Gracie protested.
"Sure I would," I replied very quickly. "I'll bet the water's super nice! And it always seemed dumb to me to get dressed to go swimming."
Gracie smiled at me, her eyes taking in my stiff nipples poking out at Chuck through my thin dress. "I was just thinking about Carter's Creek, Chuck, I was about her age when I met you there."
"Were you swimming bare-assed?" I asked her.
"Not when we first met. But about a half hour later, yes!" she laughed. "Chuck was super smooth and persuasive. He made it all seem so right and so sensible. You can really zip through the water when you don't have a soggy wet suit dragging you down. Penny wait and you'll see!"
"Let's eat. Right now!" I urged Chuck.
"Marvelous idea," he laughed. "Soup's on!"
"Well, I'm not going to get hamburger drippings all over my new bikini top," Gracie said. "Besides, I'm so full of milk this thing is killing me." She slipped it off and stood up, heading for the kitchen and the burger trimmings. Her full tits bounced delightfully, and she hummed a few bars from The Stripper while she strolled across the patio.
Chuck's eyes followed her round ass through the kitchen door. "There goes one sexy wench," he grinned at me. "I'm the luckiest guy on the block. And she has so much milk, she's feeding one little boy and one big boy. I'll gain ten pounds!"
He stood up and flipped the burgers. My belly flipped right with them! He had a full hard-on. At least, it looked mighty full to me. His wrap-around stuck straight out, and he didn't mind me staring at him at all. I reached down and undid the two lowest buttons on my dress, and leaned back again.
He looked over at me. "I'm only human, you know," was all he said.
"And I'm horny," I grinned at him.
"I'd never have guessed," he teased me. "Well, we will see. Gracie... well... I never mess around this close to home. At least, I haven't up to now."
"And now?" I prompted him.
His voice was low, but it carried over to me. "Unless Gracie raises hell, I'm going to eat that beautiful pussy of yours until you scream for mercy," he promised me.
"And then?" I teased him, pushing for all the evening might be worth.
"You are something else, you little dickens," he grinned. "Are you..."
"Almost. I've done it one time," I told him honestly. "I'm still terribly tight."
"Oh Christ!" he groaned, reaching under his wrap-around. "Poor Charlie will never know what he started, getting smacked in the ass in his VW."
"I haven't done that," I told him quickly. We both broke up, laughing.
"What are you two talking about, I'm afraid to ask?" Gracie smiled as she slid a well-filled tray onto the patio table.
"Just talking about eating," Chuck grinned at her.
"Well now, let's stop talking and do it," Gracie smiled, not knowing we weren't discussing hamburgers.
Chuck put his arms around her, lifting her full jiggly breasts in his two strong hands. "Doesn't she have a gorgeous set of knockers, Penny?" he asked me.
"I'm green with envy," I told them. "But maybe for fifteen, what I have isn't too awful."
I looked at them both, smiling at me and hugging, and I slowly unbuttoned my dress all the way down, and flipped it aside.
My nipples stood up stiffly under their gaze, just like I knew they would. Chuck stood there blinking at me and licking his lips. Grace surprised me. Her nipples stiffened as hard as mine, between Chuck's fingers. Her hand dropped down to rest on his crotch.
"Isn't her little body just delightful?" she murmured to him, lifting his cock in her soft hand. "And I haven't felt you this hard since... since Carter's Creek. You want her, don't you Chuck?" she asked bluntly.
"Well."
"Chuck! The truth?"
"Well, Penny and I spoke briefly about the possibility."
She undid the one button on his wrap and slowly tugged it away. She looked down at his hard cock bobbing straight out and then she looked at me looking at it. "I'm amazed at myself, darling, but... I want her too. God! Me, a mother! Talking like a shameless lesbian."
I handed my dress to Grace. I could feel myself trembling inside. I saw no reason to try to play it cool and experienced. "I..." I swallowed real hard, clenching my fists so I wouldn't spook Gracie by reaching out for Chuck's stiff cock. "Why don't we eat? Then, maybe a cool swim..."
"Good idea," Chuck grinned, "We'll need our strength. This is going to be one helluv an evening!"