Chapter 7

Melinda gave a frightened little squeal, but Tish recognized Don Jones' voice and lifted her head to see him standing by the car, smiling in their direction.

For an instant she blushed beet-red at getting caught. But then she remembered that from where he stood Don couldn't possibly have seen very well through the screen. From the casual way he waved at them, he must only have caught a glimpse of movement and known it had to be her.

Relieved at that thought she brazenly rose and spoke out, not at all embarrassed. "Hi, Mr. Jones. Melinda and I are just playing around, keeping out of the sun and waiting for Mom to get home. How are you?"

"Oh, fine." Don wiped a trickle of sweat from his face and loosened his tie, then continued the conversation on impulse. "Sorry I haven't been over to see your mother since she started that job of hers. How does she like it?"

Tish felt her cunt creaming all over again at the naughty sensation of standing here absolutely nude before her unsuspecting neighbor and carrying on a normal everyday conversation. She answered without hesitation. "She seems to like it well enough, I guess. But it sure tires her out. I think ... I think Mom still gets kind of lonely now and then. She could use some company once in awhile, something to get her mind off things."

Don coughed politely, only too aware of Tish's constant efforts to throw her mother and him together. Actually, he'd never really minded the girl's attempts at matchmaking a bit. The idea of being with Gloria Wells had crossed his mind more than once. But she had always seemed a trifle distant, uninterested, and he'd finally given up the hope as a lost cause.

Still, he tried to assauge her daughter. "Well, I'll have to do something about that the first chance I

get. Maybe one of these nights we'll see what we can do."

As he spoke, Don had unconsciously taken a few steps nearer. As he did, his face drew into a slow frown of concentration. Shading his eyes, he could more clearly make out the shapes of the two girls through the screen partition: Melinda seated on the lounge divan, and Tish standing before him. From where he stood now, it looked almost as if—Christ, they were both nude!

His throat constricted abruptly, eyes going wide with surprise. Neither girl was making the slightest attempt to cover herself. And though he couldn't really see much more than their shadowed outlines, the fact that those two lithe young bodies were so near and unconcerned had his prick leaping up in his slacks, making him lose the thread of their conversation entirely.

Noticing the look on his face, Tish knew now that she and Melinda had been caught for certain. But instead of cutting the episode short, she was suddenly eager to continue this cunt-tingling game. "We were just agoing to sunbathe a little. But I wanted to get a tan all over, and the only way to do that is without a suit. You don't think the neighbors would mind if we laid out like "that, do you?"

"Uh ..." Don found his voice with difficulty. "No, no I don't think they'd mind a bit. In fact, I

think quite a few of them might enjoy it—me included. But . . . well, don't you think it's a little hot for that right now? I mean, you wouldn't want to have all that pretty skin sunburned, would you?"

Pleased at his reaction to her game, Tish pretended to look thoughtful. "I guess you're right. Anyway, it's lots cooler like this right here on the porch. Want to try it?"

He hesitated, torn between common sense and the sudden throbbing in his prick, and unwillingly shook his head in a stiff wrenching motion. "I'd better not, Tish. I don't believe you realize what the sight of you girls does to a man!"

They both smiled at that. Melinda, who'd been shyly listening all along, abruptly spoke up in a husky excited vocie. "Come on, Mr. Jones. Tish made some lemonade, and that ought to cool us all off! And . . . and anyway, it would be more fun if we had someone to talk to ... "

"Well ..."

Don knew he shouldn't even be considering the offer, no matter how innocently it was intended. Though not exactly children, Tish and Melinda obviously had no idea how the sight of their naked young bodies could affect a man.

Or did they?

Either way, the flush of heat that swelled in him now was from far more than the sun's effect. He was homy as hell—because of a couple of kids! Christ, they were just girls! What was he so scared of?

Pushed by that rationalization, he relented. "All right then. I could use a cold drink, and it's beginning to look as if you two need some adult supervision until Gloria gets here."

With that lame attempt at a joking attitude he moved around to the back door and reached for it.

However, Tish was already there. The screen door swung open, and Don found himself staring at the unobstructed sight of her nude body.

"What are you waiting for, Mr. Jones?" Tish spoke cheerfully, almost wanting to laugh at the expression on his face as his eyes travelled up and down her body, taking in the rigid pink points of her tits and the dark wet-tinged fur of her cunt. "Don't just stand there. Come on in!"

Feeling his cock expand to stretch the crotch of his slacks taut, he followed her up on the porch and let the door swing closed behind him.

"Hi, Mr. Jones."

Still seated on the divan, Melinda smiled hesitantly at him. Filled with a giddy mixture of shyness and excitement, she made no effort to hide her body from him. Instead, she brazenly let Mr. Jones take in her big heaving tits and their enormous nipples, then the golden juncture of her cunt that closed into a sharp vee between her squeezed-together thighs. With an effort to be as unconcerned and bold as her friend, she let her thighs open just a bit to display the slippery filmed gash of her slit.

Don felt as if he were choking. These girls didn't seem to have the slightest idea what they were doing to him. The spectacle of those luscious young pussies had his prick lurching up as if threatening to burst with reaction. Yet neither of them seemed to take the least notice as Tish led him to the divan, her round little ass swaying delectably.

"You just sit down here while I go get the lemonade," she directed, darting for the door. "Be right back."

Don hesitated, almost afraid of seating himself so near Melinda and her huge tits. Then, trying to jonvince himself that neither girl knew what was going through his mind at the moment, he shrugged and sat down.

Almost immediately Tish returned with a brimming glass and handed it to him, planting herself with legs spread apart before him. "Drink that down, and you'll feel lots cooler."

Trying not to stare at the fur-trimmed cunt fcovering before him, Don raised the glass to his Ips. The lemonade was sweet and cold, and almost instantly he drained it.

"Ann," he grinned, handing the empty glass back to her. "Chri—I mean, wow, I really needed that." Then he tried again to turn the unexpected situation into a joke. "Of course, it isn't going to make me as cool as you two seem to be!"

His words, and the way his eyes were greedily scanning her body, gave Tish an idea. Eyes suddenly glinting with mischief, she glanced over at Melinda. "Oh, we can fix that, can't we? You'll see!"

The blonde caught her tone immediately, and without warning Don felt the tenseness in the air. He cleared his throat, only too aware that something odd had passed between the two girls. "I don't know what you—hey!"

Two pairs of hands stabbed out on that cue, pulling at his clothes.

Don tried to put up a struggle, but it had happened too quickly. Suddenly the two nude girls were giggling and squirming all over him, their fingers everywhere. Long hair streaming and firm pliant tits bouncing, they attacked his shirt and clothes with a determination that had him writhing and gasping with laughter.

"Christ, what's going on—stop it, come on—oh: shit!"

Before he could stop them his shirt was undone and being pulled off him as his slacks were immediately unfastened and unzipped.

The three of them tumbled onto the spread-out beach towels that covered the floor, and he was helpless to resist as slender bodies wiggled against him and firm stiff-peaked tits pressed against his skin.

"We'll show you how to get cooled off!" Tish gasped, her hands tugging fiercely at his slacks. "Hold him down, and we'll make him just as cool as we are!"

Obeying quickly, Melinda moved into a straddling position, pinning Don's arms down with her dainty fingers. It was a hold he could easily have broken if he'd had any desire to, but by now Don was enjoying the game just as much as they were. Dimly, he knew it was wrong. The last thing he should want right now was to be stripped naked in front of these innocent game-playing girls. But with Melinda's youthful body holding him down, her vibrant hot cunt gliding over his chest and leaving a sticky trail of arousal, for the first time he let himself admit that this was just what he wanted—and what they wanted as well.

In the next instant he felt his slacks jerked down, and then off.

"That's it," came Tish's voice, a bit husky as his cock strained up hard and veined before her. "Wow, you have a beautiful pecker! This is what we really need, oh yeah ..."

The next thing he knew a pair of inquisitive hands had swooped to grasp his stiff prick, and began tugging on it hungrily.

"Jesus!" he managed in a last feeble attempt at resistance. "You girls are asking for more than you bargained on. If you keep that up—"

"Oh, I don't think we'll have any trouble doing that!" Tish purred, pumping her fists up and down on his swollen shaft. "Do you, Melinda?"

Melinda, who was sprawled atop him with her mammoth jugs dangling temptingly before his face, let-out a little giggle of delight at her own uninhibited actions. "I don't think so. What you need is something to keep you busy, Mr. Jones. Let's see, what can we do for fun?"

As she spoke, she leaned forward even more, teasing him with her big tits. Their pink shining nipples trailed across Don's face, brushing his lips with tantalizing bluntness. Suddenly he was no longer able to pretend that this was just a game. His head bobbed up greedily, and Melinda found one of her hard long nipples captured in his mouth.

"Ohh," she groaned delightedly, wiggling on his chest and shoving her boob to his lips. "Oh Mr. Jones, that feels so good, keep doing that, suck me hard, ahhhh ..."

Doing just that, Don received a new surprise when he felt the tip of his cock encompassed by a warm wet mouth.

"Mmff—"

Letting out a groan of amazement, he sucked fiercely on Melinda's quivering nipple as Tish began to bob her head up and down on his shaft, taking in inch after inch of it with surprising expertise.

Within moments the three of them were a tangle of unleashed lust. Don's hands slid along Melinda's ample body, one of them pushing into her glossy wet mound of fur and exploring her wet snatch. She groaned happily and rose on all fours, her tit still mashed to his face, as Don plowed a finger up her twat and started to move it in and out. She gasped and gyrated on his fucking probe, totally releasing all the needs that Tish had aroused.

"Yes, oh yes that's good, do it to me Mr. Jones, faster, fasterrr—"

At the same time Tish was busily working over his prick, sucking on its massive length with all her might. It was even bigger than Randy's juicy stem, stretching her lips around it and pumping up with little twitching motions as Don reacted immediately, gliding his stiff cock in and out with growing intensity.

"Uuummm ..."

Their movements quickly built to a frantic pace. With his mouth fastened to Melinda's tit and his finger stabbing up her cunt with a friction that had her panting, he succumbed entirely to the two horny young women whose demanding bodies squirmed insatiably over him.

Tish's head was bobbing furiously now, riding up and down on her neighbor's prick and making it as stiff and hard as a board. She could hear him groaning deep in his throat, could feel his body surging beneath her with increasing vigor. Then she felt his veined cock ripple against her lips and tasted the first droplets of approaching climax on her tongue.

That was the moment she'd been waiting for. Abruptly she jerked her head up, gasping with her own need.

"Now sit on his face and give it to him good, while I take care of this!" she blurted hoarsely, already moving.

Melinda agreed instantly. "Oh, yeah!"

Even as Don sank back in frustration the blonde was in motion. Plucking her tit from his mouth and shifting forward with a tiny gasp as his finger slipped from her hole, she scooted across his chest until her pink wide-spread cunt gaped above his face.

He reacted instinctively, shooting his tongue out to bury it in her creamy depths.

"Ohhhh!" she panted hoarsely as Don's wet probe rammed between her split-open cuntlips and plunged into her. "Oh yeah Mr. Jones, eat me! Eat me up, oh fuck that's it, more!"

Even as she undulated in delirious joy on his tongue, Don was well aware that Tish was having her fun too. He felt a slender pair of young thighs pressing against his hips, and arched upward as a slick fur-lined pussy captured the weaving head of his prick and began to ease down over it.

The teenager moaned softly as her cunt was filled with his hard thrusting cockhead. "Ahhh, that's right, now we're going to fix it real good . . . unh—oh, baby, yes!"

She lunged down, driving his stiff pecker entirely into her.

Don surged up as his youthful neighbor began to pump on his rigid shaft, reaming herself on it with wild seesawing undulations. His tongue dug harshly up Melinda's gushing cunt, and within moments they were all thrashing in hot urgent climax.

"Yeah," Tish purred, riding ort his cock harder than ever. "Yeah, fuck us both nice and hard, oh your pecker is so nice and big, it's making me come! Faster, faster, I'm going to—I'm coming, oh baby stick me hard, now now now-w-w-w-w!"

Orgasm drove the teenager to whimpering release as she slammed down on his prick with all her strength, crying out in sheer bliss.

"Mmuuff—" Don groaned loudly as his built-up load of jism blasted into the bouncing girl, surge after surge of hot streaming cum erupting deep in her clutching pussy. At the same time he gouged his tongue into Melinda's pink frothing hole with a frenzy like nothing he'd known for years, and the young blonde was instantly gyrating on his face in mutual gushing climax.

"Oh Mr. Jones, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"

For what seemed an eternity the three of them hovered like that, in endless satiation. Writhing and sobbing and surrendering entirely to the blasts of joy that tore through them, they didn't stop until the last shuddering wrenches of orgasm had been ripped entirely from their ravenous bodies.

At last, satisfied and gasping with joyful delight, the two girls released him and slid away.

"Oh fuck, that was good!" Tish gasped, slumping back on her beach towel and groaning as his prick flopped free of her steamy cum-drenched cunt. "You really screw nice, just the way I like!"

Chuckling hoarsely, Don grunted in a gravelly tone. "This is crazy . . . you girls . . . oh, shit ..."

That was when Melinda, drunk now with horny lust, unexpectedly crawled over to Tish and moved between her legs, pushing her thighs wide apart. "It's not fair for you to get all his cum," she giggled, kneeling forward. "I deserve some too, and I'll just get it like this . . . mmmmmmmm-uuuuummmmmmmm ..."

"Yeah!" Pleased, Tish watched as the hungry blonde swooped down, darting her pink wet tongue straight for her friend's jism-leaking pussy.

By this time Don would have believed he was beyond surprise. But his jaw went slack with amazement as Melinda attacked Tish's pussy furiously, gliding her tongue over the girl's drooling snatch and dipping it between her cuntlips to capture his load of cum.

Instantly Tish began to moan with renewed arousal, leaning back on the towel and tangling one hand in Melinda's long silky hair to urge her on.

Instead of shocking him, the sight of Melinda's mouth plastering to Tish's cunt had his prick stiffening in immediate reaction. The girl was on her knees, bending forward so that her ripe young pussy and glistening pink puckered ass rim sparkled up at him.

That spectacle, combined with his hardening dick, quickly had him eager to join in.

Which he did without hesitation.

Making a sound deep in his throat he moved for her, speaking in a voice that was now harsh with need. "Now it's time I showed you sweet-assed little girls some real tricks. And we'll just start with this."

These words hardly past his lips, he was already pushing his inflamed cocktip at Melinda's jutting cunt.

"Mupppfff—"

The girl gave a muffled wail, wiggling as his prick wedged in her unfucked pussy and sank deep into her. She'd never had a real man's cock inside her before, and at first that was a sharp tearing pain, a splitting that made her want to shriek in mingled pain and joy. But the pain vanished almost instantly as he pumped his prick to her, and before long the blonde was sobbing and eating Tish's slick twat with new hunger as she got the first real fucking of her life.

"Yes!" Tish cried, hunching up to her best friend's face. "Fuck the bitch real good, oh yes do it hard, harder ... oh you fucking beautiful bastard, screw her!"

Don did just that, sliding his stiff meat in and out of Melinda's sopping tight hole as if he'd been screwing her all her young life.

It didn't take much of that to have Melinda exploding in fresh climax, reaming out Tish's cunt and arching backward to impale herself on Don's throbbing big dick. Her sobs grew into stifled screarns of bliss as she came in lurching spasms, driving both her partners to simultaneous release.

"AAAAAHHHHH!"

Tish twisted wildly up off the beach towel, blasting fresh floods of cream all over the blonde's face as she came deliciously.

Not to be outdone, Don chose that moment to unleash his own newly-regained load of jism. Pumping viciously into the girl's grasping hot cunt, he gasped as his cock jerked and erupted in her, shooting its geyser of white steamy cum in pounding bursts of completion.

"GGGUUUMMMPPPHHH!"

Melinda shrieked ecstatically, tongue writhing in Tish's pussy and ass crashing back to grind against Don's cockbase.

Bodies taut and meshing in shared culmination, all three of them soared to oblivion amidst groans and whimpers and gasps.

Finally, when the last little surge of jizz had been sucked from his prick, Don pulled wetly free and slumped back, drained.

"Jesus," he gave a cracked laugh. "When I said you two needed adult supervision, this isn't exactly what I meant!"

Melinda giggled, reaching down to finger her soaked cunt and feel the gobs of jism that oozed from it. "You can supervise me anytime!" She was already thinking of Cliff Porter, and the fun they were going to have tonight.

Realizing how late it was, Don reached for his clothes. Zipping up his trousers, he looked down at the two happy girls with a twinkling gaze. "Anytime you ladies want to get together for some more supervision, just let me know. I think we may just have found the perfect way to fill the generation gap!"

Tish smiled sexily, enraptured at this new possibility. "Oh, I expect we'll want it filled again. Just as often as possible!"

Laughing, Don walked off on weak legs, overwhelmed by this new turnabout of events.

And as he left, Tish was thinking of her mother and all her attempts to get the two of them together. If Mom only knew what she was missing!

For the first time she was glad the old saying 'like mother, like daughter' didn't necessarily have to be true. Did it?