Chapter 8
Frank and Stacy were sitting on the porch in the swing. It was after midnight, and dark. The only light was from the full moon, which was bright enough. They had dressed, but Stacy had made Frank leave his fly open, and she fondled his cock as they waited for their respective parents to arrive.
"Wanna get sucked again, Frank?" Stacy said softly.
"They might get here anytime," he warned.
"I bet I can suck you off before they do," she teased, lowering her pretty face to his lap. She swirled her tongue about the head of his cock, then seemed to try and shove the tip of her tongue into his piss hole.
"You wanna get caught with my cock in your mouth, Stacy?" he warned.
"I don't care," Stacy said, her hps close to his prick. "I just wanna taste it in my mouth again."
"Your daddy won't let you stay here anymore," he said. "He might beat the piss out of you."
"He won't," Stacy assured him, running her tongue about the smooth cock head. "Daddy never spanks me."
"Maybe not, but he's never caught you with a mouthful of hard cock either, has he?"
"No," she conceded. "But I know he won't spank me, just the same."
"Then he might knock the shit out of me," Frank said, fearfully."
Stacy giggled. "He won't do that, either."
She closed her lips about his prick, sucking gently, enjoying the hot hardness against her hps and tongue. Frank wanted to make her stop, but he didn't want her to stop, either. He slumped in the swing, enjoying her cocksucking, since there didn't seem to be much he could do to stop her.
His cock swelled very hard inside her greedy little mouth. Stacy fished into his open fly an( pulled his balls out. Leaving his cock, she press ed her lips to his balls, kissing them and gurgling softly. Her wet tongue lapped at them, anc she tried to stuff them both into her mouth. She managed one, and sucked on that ball as h< hand pressed his cock to her cheek. She lov< the hard throbbing on her cheek, his ball in h< mouth. She sucked so hard and strong, Fn felt a slight pain, but not a pain he didn'l welcome.
"Mmmm, even your balls taste good," Stacy whispered with her face in his lap. "I bet I could suck your balls and make you come."
"How?,f "By sucking your balls and jacking your cock," she giggled. "You can come on my face."
"Try it," Frank said, ready for anything.
Stacy began licking and sucking his balls, and jacking his cock against her cheek. She smeared the head of his cock about her flesh, her ear, even in her hair. Her tongue was wet and hot,. her mouth greedy as she sucked from one ball to the other. She pressed his throbbing cock hard against her cheek, her hand rubbing up and down.
Frank shoved his hand down Stacy's back, pulling her dress. Her panties had been left in- side the house, torn to shreds, useless. Her pretty ass seemed white in the light of the moon. He caressed her ass as she sucked at his balls, feeling along the hot ass crack and asshole, then down to rub at her hairless cunt.
Stacy mewled with rapture as she sucked at his balls, jacking his cock, rubbing his prick at her face. She arched her ass into his hand, searching with her asshole for a ringer. When Frank pressed a finger against her asshole, he felt it give way easily and quickly again. As tight and tiny as it was, Stacy's asshole opened willingly every time he touched it.
He plunged his finger into her asshole.
"Mmmmmm!" Stacy moaned. "Ohhh, fuck my asshole with your finger, Frank!" she gurgled into his balls. "Fuck my asshole . . . and Til make you come in my face!"
She pulled a ball deep into her mouth again, pumping frantically at his hard cock, making sure it was on her cheek. She wiggled her ass when Frank began to fingerfuck her asshole, going deep. He leaned toward her ass a bit, and found he could shove a second finger into her cunt. Stacy wailed about his balls as he started fucking her in the asshole and cunt at the same time, slapping his fingers in and out. She squeezed at his cock and sucked in a frenzy on his balls.
Frank knew he wouldn't last long. Being out- side on the swing, his balls, being gobbled by one hell of an eager and hungry girl, was too much for him.
"Stacy, I'm gonna come!"
"Mmmm!" she replied, sucking even harder on his balls, her small fist beating swiftly at his cock.
Frank plunged his fingers deep into her cunt and asshole, and Stacy wailed as she began to come. Her asshole and cunt clutched his fingers in sucking orgasm.
When Frank's cock spewed, Stacy groaned and pulled her head up slightly. She jacked on his prick, feeling the creamy wetness of his come juice splashing along her cheek, her neck. She darted her tongue out and licked it up the shaft of his cock, closing her lips around his piss hole. She sucked a few squirts into her mouth, then pulled away, taking the rest of his discharge all over her face. She used her palm to smear his come juice into her flesh, then licked at her hand.
"I told you," she giggled. "I love to have a cock come off in my face like that."
"I think you love to have a cock come off anywhere, Stacy," Frank grunted, exhausted.
"I do! Oooo, I do!" she giggled.
Her face glistened with come juice in the moon light, and some had gotten into her blonde hair near her right ear.
"You better go wash your faee before they get her," he warned. "You may not care if your daddy catches you, but I sure as hell do;" Stacy giggled. "I've got a better idea. Do you have to pee?"
Frank remembered his mother, how she had let him piss in her mouth, the way she had licked her tongue in the stream of his piss. She looked at Stacy wonderingly.
"Do I have to piss? What's that got to do with washing your face?"
"Because I wanna wash my face in your piss," Stacy giggled. "I guess you think I'm a terrible little girl, don't you?"
"No, I don't," Frank said. "If you wanna wash your face in piss, that's your business."
"Well, do you have to piss?" Stacy asked eagerly.
"I think I can."
"Ooooo!" Stacy said, jumping from the swing. She started to kneel before him, but Frank stopped her.
"I'll stand on the steps," he said.
Stacy skipped eagerly to the bottom of the steps as Frank stood on the porch. He held his cock, aiming it outward. Stacy stood below him, her face turned up to the head of his cock. Her eyes were closed, but the moonlight illuminated her eager young face.
"What are you waiting for, Frank?"
"You're going to get all wet," he said. He turned his cock to one side of her waiting body, and sent a golden stream of piss near her shoulder. Stacy gave a squeal as she shoved her face into the stream. She caught his hot piss in her cupped hands and washed her face in it. She cupped more golden piss and splashed her face in it.
Frank watched Stacy, finding her one hell of an enjoyable girl. He kept pissing in a strong stream, and wasn't in the least surprised when Stacy opened her mouth and darted her tongue into his piss, lapping and drinking. He saw her small body shaking, and listened to the whimpers she made.
"Are you coming, Stacy?" he asked.
"Ooo, yes!"
There on the walkway, Stacy lifted her dress to her waist, her white little ass flashing in the moonlight, lapping her tongue into his streaming piss, and came hard. She didn't seem to care if someone could see her.
His piss slowed, and, as he dribbled, Stacy twisted her face around and closed her lips around the head of his cock, licking at his piss hole to get the final drops of his piss in her mouth. Her small hands scooted about his hips and clutched at his ass, pulling his crotch tight into her face, his cock in her mouth.
When she began to suck his cock, he shoved her away gently.
"Stop it, Stacy," he said. "You want someone to see you sucking me?" "I don't care," she pouted. "You really get me turned on, Frank. I love your cock in my mouth. I want you to come in my mouth and piss in my mouth and fuck me in my cunt and ..." She paused and lowered her eyes shyly, her hands now behind her ass. She breathed softly for a moment, then said: "I wanna get fucked up my ass, too."
"You what?"
"I want you to fuck me in my asshole, Frank," she said in a low whisper. "I like to feel a cock, a real hard cock, fucking me in my asshole, too."
"Where did you learn all this, Stacy?" he asked. She was much too young to know everything she had done with him, but then he remembered she was about his age, and he had learned an awful lot from his mother.
From his mother . . .
"Stacy," he said softly, sitting on the step. "Are you fucking your daddy? Is that why you don't mind if he catches you with me?"
"I'm not supposed to tell," she said, shuffling her feet on the sidewalk, seeming very shy now.
"You can tell me," he urged. "Are you doing all these things with him?"
Stacy nodded.
Frank stared at her, trying to hold back laughter. He wondered what his mother would have to say when she heard this. He didn't get a chance to wonder for long. Car lights flashed around the corner, then pulled toward the curb. Frank hastily stuffed his cock into his pants, zipping his fly quickly. Stacy turned as her father and Sandra got from the car. The first thing Frank noticed was Jack's fly was still open. The second thing he noticed was his mother's mussed appearance.
Sandra and Jack came up the walk hand-in-hand.
"What are you two doing, waiting up for us?" Sandra asked.
"We thought at this time you two would be asleep." Jack smiled. He stopped near his daughter, his arm about her shoulders as he hugged Stacy to him. She was very short, and it seemed as if her head was a few inches beneath his armpit.
Sandra lifted on tiptoe to kiss Jack. "It's been a wonderful evening, Jack," she said. "I enjoyed myself."
Jack put his arm about Sandra, and Frank caught the quick feel the man gave his mother's ass. "You're terrific, Sandra," he said. "I hope I can keep seeing you."
"Of course you can," Sandra said. "And you can leave Stacy with Frank anytime."'She looked up at her son. "That's okay, isn't it, Frank?"
"Sure anytime," Frank said, grinning at Stacy, who was pressing her face against her father, but looking at him.
Sandra became aware she was standing in a puddle of wetness. She looked up at her son, her eyes holding a question. Frank gave his mother a nod and a grin. Sandra, her head turned from Jack, poked her tongue playfully out at her son. Turning back to Jack, she said, "Your fly is open, Jack."
But before Jack could close it, Stacy's small hand moved to the front of her father's pants, and she pulled the zipper up. Sandra looked at Stacy, then at Jack.
"Well, goodnight, Jack," she said, and kissed his cheek. "I'm exhausted and ready for bed."
She stood in the puddle of piss, watching him go to the car with his arm about Stacy's shoulders. Stacy had her arm around her father's waist, but just before they reached the car, she dropped her hand down and squeezed his ass. Jack jerked, shooting a glance over his shoulder at Sandra. She grinned at him, shaking a finger no-no, then turned to her son.
"It looks as if you enjoyed yourself, honey. What happened?" She pointed to the puddle.
"I pissed in her face," Frank said. "She wanted me to, Mom."
"Oh, she did? and did you get your cock up her little cunt, too?"
"I fucked her, Mom," he replied as his mother came up the steps. "I had to show her how to suck me off, though."
"Was she a virgin?" Sandra asked, taking her son's hand and leading him into the house.
"Fuck no!" Frank laughed. "She wants to get fucked up the ass next time. She's tight and hot and wet as hell, and crazy for cock."
Inside, Sandra began undressing. Frank watched, finding himself excited, as always, when he watched his mother undress. "Guess who she's fucking, Mom?"
"I don't have to guess," Sandra said, standing naked. "She's fucking her father."
"How did you know? Did Jack tell you?"
Sandra shook her head, cupping her tits in both hands tengerly. "He didn't have to; I saw how she zipped him up. He wouldn't have allowed her to do that if they weren't fucking."
"You get some cock tonight, Mom?"
"Oh, and how!" she wiggled her naked ass. "Is Stacy a"good fuck?"
"She's great, but not as good as you, Mom." Frank grinned, running a hand over his mother's swelling, shapely ass.
"Come and shower with me," she said, pulling his cock from his pants. "And tell me all about it. Did she really ask you to fuck her in the asshole?"
"Straight out," Frank said.
In the bathroom, under the soothing spray of the shower, Sandra fondled her son's cock and balls as he felt her up. "You know, I've had a big cock in me half the night. I've had a cock in my mouth, up my cunt, and Jack almost sucked my cunt dry, but I haven't had a nice hard-on up my asshole. You wouldn't be too tired to fuck me in the ass, would you, honey?"
She twisted in his arms, pressing her warm ass against his cock, wiggling playfully. His cock swelled against his mother's ass, between the cheeks.
"Mbwi, I guess you aren't too tired at all," she purred as her son pressed along the slit of her ass with a growing cock. "At least your cock isn't tired."
"Let's hurry and get on the bed," he said, wrapping his arms around his mother and clawing at her firm, full tits. "I wanna see how tight your asshole is."
Sandra giggled lewdly and stepped out of the shower. "Don't dry off," she said. "Let's stay nice and wet." .
Frank followed his mother from the shower, watching her ass sway suggestively.