Chapter 4
A few nights later, Jennifer returned to Terry's house at midnight. All she wore was a light summer print dress that barely covered her big, braless tits and rode so high up her thighs that it showed the lower cheeks of her ass.
She was barefoot, and wore no underwear at all. The dress had simply been the first thing available to be thrown on when she'd left her house fifteen minutes earlier. Jennifer didn't care. She didn't plan to be wearing it long anyway.
Tonight both Jim and Terry had promised to fuck her at the same time. As she walked up the flagstone walkway to his house, her pussy tingled wetly with expectation. In the past forty-eight hours she'd fucked Jim several more times, and Terry once as well, but she had yet to experience both of them simultaneously. Jennifer could hardly wait for her first three way.
But when she reached the porch, Jennifer was surprised to see the door opening before she'd had a chance to ring the bell. Standing before her was Terry's father, Kal, a tall, well-built man in his early forties. Ordinarily Kal's gruff features broke into a smile when he saw her, but he wasn't smiling now, and Jennifer immediately suspected the worst.
"Uh, hi there, Mr. Anderson," she said, smiling a little uncomfortably. "I just came by to see Terry. Is he at home?"
"I'm afraid not, Jennifer," Kal replied solemnly. "But could you come inside, please?"
Kal held open the door and beckoned her towards the living room. Jennifer entered with more than a little trepidation. She noticed now that Kal was wearing his bathrobe, and that his ordinarily perfectly-coifed head of gray hair was slightly mussed. Perhaps he'd been waiting for her to arrive.
"Uh, are you sure that Terry, uh, isn't coming back soon or something? He was supposed to meet me."
"I know he was," Kal said seriously. "I sent him to spend the night with relatives. He won't be back until morning. His friend Jim won't be either. I wanted to have a talk with you, Jennifer. Please have a seat."
Feeling as guilty and nervous as an errant schoolgirl, Jennifer perched her ass on the edge of the living-room couch. It embarrassed her now that she hadn't worn panties. She tried to pull her dress down so her asscheeks couldn't show, with little success. Kal sat across from her in his favorite easy chair.
"Jennifer, I'm not going to mince words with you. I know you've been having sex with my son. I don't know what prompted you to give in to his demands, but for your own good I'd like to ask you to stop immediately."
Jennifer felt a crimson blush of shame coursing through her cheeks. Miserably, she lowered her head and stared at the floor.
"I know it's difficult for you to hear this from me," Kal continued. "I can also understand why you might have given in to your desires in the first place. The sexual needs of a teenager can be very strong. But both of you are too young to know what you're doing. You have no idea what might await you if you continue along this path."
Jennifer shook her head helplessly. "But, Mr. Anderson, it feels so good when I do it. I've never felt anything better in my life."
Kal smiled. "A free-fall dive from the Golden Gate Bridge feels good too, Jennifer, but we both know what price a diver would pay for the thrill."
This reasoning was so absurd that Jennifer felt her embarrassment fading. She raised her head and had less trouble meeting Kal's eyes.
"You know it's not like that, Mr. Anderson. What's so wrong about fucking? We don't have VD or anything, and I was on the pill even when I was a virgin. It just feels good, that's all. Nothing is better than coming."
Kal made a harumphing sound and fidgeted on his chair. For the first time, anger crept into his voice. "Jennifer, I'll thank you to keep your filthy language to yourself. I've always considered you a good, wholesome girl. Now I see that I was mistaken. Perhaps it might be best if I kept you from seeing my son altogether."
"You can't do that, Mr. Anderson!" Jennifer said confidently. "We're not little kids anymore. We can fuck anytime we want to."
Kal coughed, flushed and fidgeted again in his chair. This time, however, the sash holding his bathrobe together loosened. The halves opened, exposing his thighs and prick. Kal Anderson was mortified to death as he stared down at his totally revealed, stone-hard cock.
"Oh, no," he muttered.
Jennifer's eyes bulged as she stared at Terry's father's prick. It stood out of his lap with the steely stiffness of an iron rod, throbbing and twitching luridly with its engorgement of blood. Jennifer wondered where he'd hid such an incredible boner. Perhaps he'd had it tucked under his leg. It was hard to believe that he could say one thing and be fantasizing about something so completely different.
Kal immediately struggled to conceal his dick under the bathrobe, but Jennifer was able to get an eyeful of it first. Immediately her pussy started juicing, and her nipples stiffened. Terry's father had an utterly gorgeous cock. It was bigger than his son's, nearly as huge as Jim's. Veins laced the swollen pink shaft. The knob was beet red and flared outwards, and jism dripped from the tip.
Kal shoved his dick under his leg, closed the bathrobe, harumphed again and, incredibly, tried to pretend nothing had happened. "Uh, sorry about that, Jennifer," he muttered. "'Where were we in our discussion?"
Jennifer giggled. "You'd just showed me what a fat cock you've got, that's where!"
Jennifer had never believed it possible for a grown man to blush so deeply. "Uh, never mind that," he said awkwardly. "Now ... "
"You want to fuck me, don't you, Mr. Anderson?"
Kal gagged. Jennifer rose to her feet, proud now of the way her very large, firm tits swung loosely under the skimpy dress. She walked across the living room and stood in front of his chair, looking down at him knowingly.
"Jennifer, what ... what are you doing?" Kal stammered. "Go back and sit down. You misunderstood ... uh, now let's be reasonable."
"All the time you were talking to me you were getting a hard-on," Jennifer said huskily. "All this moral stuff is a bunch of crap. You don't even believe it yourself. You want to fuck me, just like Terry does. My body turns you on."
"Jennifer, you have no comprehension of how completely you've misunderstood ... "
"Bullshit, Mr. Anderson."
Jennifer slid her hands down her tapering thighs and held the hem of her dress. Then she simply pulled it up over her shoulders and dropped it to the floor, leaving herself completely naked.
Kal's eyes widened as he stared at her hairy, wet pussy mound, inches in front of his face. Stiffer than ever, his dick popped back out of the robe.
"Mmmm, Mr. Anderson, that's a really nice cock you've got there. Maybe what you'd really like is a nice blow job before we fuck."
"Jennifer, you must stop this immediately!"
Ignoring him, Jennifer fell to her knees in front of the easy chair. Her fingers slid up his hairy thighs, parting them, pulling the bathrobe completely apart so she could see all of his meat and hairy, cum-swollen balls. Jennifer held his throbbing prick in both hands and milked it hard, giggling as several drops of cum cream oozed out of the slit in the tip.
"Unggghhh!" Kal moaned, as his face contorted with lust. "Oh Lord, what's happening to me? Oh, no ... "
"You can let me do it, Mr. Anderson," Jennifer purred. Her hands stroked the bone-like hardness of his cock, expertly jerking him off. "Think of how good it would feel, me sucking your big, fat cock. I don't mind if you come in my mouth. I'll swallow every drop."
Kal stared down at her, imprisoned by his desires. Jennifer extended her tongue and began to lick wet lines and circles around the bloated knob, giggling as his dick twitched painfully in her hands.
"Tell me what you want, lover. Tell me what to do."
"Suck it!" Kal gasped. He thrust his hands into her thick, straight brown hair, pulling her mouth onto the oozing tip of his dick. "I can't take it anymore! You're right about everything! Suck my cock as hard as you can!"
Triumphantly, Jennifer opened her mouth wide. She took the first several inches of his aching hard-on between her lips, stopping when she felt the heart-shaped knob deep inside her throat. Then she clasped her lips around his swollen shaft and feverishly started sucking his dick, puckering her cheeks to increase the suction around his rod.
It had obviously been a long time since Kal had had a good blow job from a teenage girl. His cock was so stiff that Jennifer feared he might start spurting cum before she had a chance to really get started. Yet, even so, she sucked his dick extremely hard, applying every cock-sucking trick she'd learned from her sessions with Terry and Jim. Mr. Anderson was obviously a very lonely man. Jennifer wanted him to remember her for a long time.
She drooled as she rolled her tongue all over the fat, puffy knob of his cock, until every inch of his prick was coated with a mixture of her saliva and his dribbling cum. Jennifer continued to jerk him off as she sucked. Tenderly she Frenched the tip of his dick, then darted her tongue teasingly into his cum slit.
"Unggghhhh!" Kal moaned. His hips quivered as he responded to the tingling, burning sensations of ecstasy coursing through his dick. "God damn, that is good!" He thrust his hands behind her head and began to hump his ass steadily off the chair, fucking her face with his cock.
"Suck it," he muttered. "Can't stand it. You're making me shoot! Suck off my dick!"
Kal's cock was as hard as a cock could get, and his nuts were red and swollen tight between his legs. Jennifer could tell he wouldn't last another minute before shooting his wad. It was time to get him off.
Compressing her lips, she formed a vacuum around his prick so intense that her cheeks flushed darkly with the fury of her sucking. Again and again her tongue swirled slobberingly around the purplish crown of his cock. Jennifer's free hand dropped between his thighs, fondling his hairy balls as she sucked.
"I'm coming," Kal sighed. A lewd expression of ecstasy covered his face as the base of his dick started trembling in Jennifer's palm. "Ahhhhhhh ... "
The gurgling, slurping sounds of the blow job filled the whole room. Still wantonly sucking his prickhead, Jennifer tightened her grip around the shaft and jerked him off in a blurred frenzy of lust, literally milking the cream up the tube inside his cock.
A viscous wad of jism burst from the tip of Kal's prick, gushing violently down Jennifer's throat. The first blast was followed by spurt after spurt of his boiling cum. It was obvious instantly that Kal had held his load for a long time, that this would be the most cum Jennifer had ever swallowed.
Repeatedly the jism flooded from his throbbing cockhead, as Kal's balls contracted and the shaft pumped out its load. His hot cum tasted delicious. Jennifer milked his spurting hard-on as she tried to gulp it all, but she couldn't. Withdrawing his dick from her mouth, she felt the last spurts spray on her face, neck, tits and hair.
"Ohhhhhh, God," Kal sighed. He continued to moan long after the last of his jism had burned out of his cockhead, as if unable to believe the ecstasy the teenager's sucking lips had brought to his nuts. "Can't believe it ... what I've done to you ... oh, Jesus, God ... "
"You loved it, Mr. Anderson," Jennifer giggled. She licked white traces of cum from her lips and stared shamelessly into his eyes, still cupping and fondling his prick. "You can tell me the truth now, can't you? You wanted to fuck me all the long. You don't really want me to stop seeing Terry. Not so long as I keep sucking this big, beautiful cock of yours."
Hotly, Jennifer extended her tongue and used it to tickle his cum slit. Kal gasped and winced as his dick instantly returned to total stiffness, pulsing painfully in her soft hands. It was as if he hadn't fucked in years, as if it would take several comes to drain his need for sex.
"You want to fuck me now, don't you, Mr. Anderson?" Jennifer rubbed his hard-on all over her big, naked tits, smearing her fat, stiffened nipples with oozing cream, capturing the shaft in her ample cleavage.
"Please say yes. Sucking your dick made my pussy all, horny. You don't even have to move if you don't want to. I'll sit on your lap, and then you can feel your cock go up my nice, juicy cunt."
"Do it," Kal moaned. He grimaced as he spoke the words, suffering from guilt and lust at the same time. "I'm so ... so sick. I can't help myself. It's been so long for me. You're right about everything. I wanted your body the first time I saw you. You're such a beautiful young girl."
Kal's choked, helpless compliment made Jennifer blush, in spite of how often her face and body had been praised since her girlhood. It also made her even more anxious to give him the hard, stiff fuck his wife had apparently denied him for so many years.
Slowly she rose to her feet before him, allowing him ample time to drool over the luscious contours of her stacked body. Kal's cock swelled even harder as he stared at the ripeness of her huge tits, the way her long, svelte legs tapered into lithe hips and a slender, girlishly rounded waist. More than anything else he stared at the fleecy-haired triangle of her pussy, now moist and hot with the fuck juices that had slickened the entrance to her cunt.
"I want your body too, Mr. Anderson." Jennifer climbed onto the easy chair and straddled his hips, digging her knees onto the cushions to either side of his upper thighs. She whimpered as he immediately bent his head to suck and lick her large, stiff nipples.
"Oooooh, that feels fantastic! Yes, I want your cock now! It's so big and hard. Give it to me, Mr. Anderson. Stick it up my cunt!"
Kal's big dick throbbed and jerked and twitched as he held it in his fist, as if he'd never come at all. He gasped as he rubbed the bloated knob all over the hair-fringed lips of Jennifer's cunt. Then he steadied his cock shaft, securely fitting the tip between the pouting folds of her pussy.
"Sit on it," he grunted. "Please. I need to come again so bad."
Jennifer teased him for a moment, tightening her pussy muscles to nip the crown of his hard-on. Then her round little asscheeks contracted, in and out. Hotly she bucked her plump ass, forcing her hips downwards, moaning as she took the meaty inches of Terry's father's cock into the sucking sheath of her fuck hole.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Again Kal looked pained as the exquisite tightness of her pussy worked on the veined stiffness of his rod. "Oh, Jennifer! You've got such a tight cunt! It feels so good!"
Jennifer was moaning too, grunting with the animalistic passions that were the first sensations of fucking. She could feel his big dick boring into her, stretching her pussy muscles as her cunt was stuffed by the thickness of his cock.
She held his brawny shoulders for support and bucked hard, slamming her spongy asscheeks onto the cushions of his upper thighs. Then his cock was all the way inside her, impaled within the juicy confines of her warmly dripping pussy.
"I love your cock inside me, Mr. Anderson," Jennifer mewled. She paused for several giddy seconds with all his prick inside her pussy, savoring the indescribable, filled-up sensations that were perhaps the best part of fucking.
"Ummmm! What a big dick you've got. My pussy's so wet! You're going to make me come without even moving."
"I want to," Kal sighed. His hands clawed her asscheeks. He wrapped his strong fingers tightly around the soft, firm globes. Then his hips heaved feverishly off the easy chair cushion, fucking his throbbing prick in and out of her pussy. "Fuck me, baby," he gasped. "Please, Jennifer. I can't stand it. Fuck me now."
"Oh, Mr. Anderson!" Nimbly Jennifer started bucking and humping, biting her lip in delicious frustration as his cock pumped wetly through her clutching fuck tunnel. "Ungghh! I want it now, too! Oh yes, oh fuck ... unggghhh! Fuck me, lover! Fuck my pussy! Do it haaaaard!"
Expert now with the experience of three fuck mates behind her, Jennifer steadily pistoned her naked ass in a shameless frenzy of lust. Kal stared wide-eyed at the wet, blood-gorged shaft of his hard-on, watching it thrust in and out of the teenage girl's enveloping pussy. He raised his head and ogled her huge tits, bouncing and swaying on her slender chest with the rhythmic thrusts of their fucking.
"Suck them, oh please!" Jennifer cried. She cupped her mammoth tits and raised them, offering the dusky-pink nipples to Anderson's lips and tongue. At the same time she fucked him faster, forcing her cunt muscles to suck his dick with every stroke. "Nnnggggg! I'm so horny, Mr. Anderson! Suck my tits, it makes me so hot!"
Opening his mouth wide, Kal took nearly half of her huge right tit between his lips. He sucked it furiously, slurping as he tongued the rubbery tip, digging his teeth gently into the creamy, spongy flesh of her tit.
Jennifer squealed as the sensations in her dick-filled pussy and tits seemed to merge into a single body of lust.
"Harder!" she cried. She fucked herself on his cock like a machine gone mad, bucking and pumping and grinding her cunt onto the aching hardness of his prick. "Harder, Mr. Anderson! You're so good! Fuck my pussy haaaaaaard! You're gonna make me come!"
Anderson redoubled the intensity of his thrusts. Then they were both fucking as hard as they could, gasping and groaning as their bellies slapped together, slick with Kal's oozing cum and the fuck juices pouring from Jennifer's drenched, hairy cunt.
Jennifer was so horny that even her rubbery little asshole puckered in and out in time with the savage thrusts of Kal's big dick into her pussy. She could hear the chair creaking obscenely on the floor, the sound of her swollen cunt lips slurping as they squeezed around his pumping cock. Then the spasms exploded deep inside her belly, and she knew she was coming, very hard.
"Fuck me, oh Mr. Anderson, I'm coming!" Jennifer clawed his shoulders with her long nails and pistoned her hips in a blur. She was fucking so fast that her tit shook out of his mouth and jiggled wildly on her chest.
"Ungggghhhh! Oh yes, oh shit, fuck me ... nnnnggggggg! Awwww, you fucker, I'm coming! I'm ... nnnngggg, cooommmiiinnng!"
Her pussy felt as if it were exploding on his stiffly trembling cock, clutching its bony stiffness again and again as the spasms pumped through her ravaged pussy. Kal winced and lifted his ass off the chair, slamming his pulsing, drooling hard-on as far into her cunt as it would go.
His balls contracted painfully. The second load of jism squirted from the tip of his cock, making Jennifer squeal as she felt the hot liquid splashing on the walls of her pussy. Slow and hard Kal worked his squirting dick through her cunt tunnel, letting all the jism drain from his tightened, finally emptied nuts.
Jennifer kept pounding her pussy onto his dick, long after his fuck-wilted prick had begun to soften inside her. She was still horny, in spite of the fantastic come he'd given her. She felt as if she could fuck all night.
First her father, then Terry, then Jim, and now this. A few short weeks ago she'd been a virgin. Now she was like a nymphomaniac, a bitch in perpetual heat. A little worriedly, Jennifer wondered what was becoming of her. She could hardly wait to find the man she could fuck next.