Chapter 10
Joe and Cindy were in bed together the following morning when the phone jangled harshly out in the hall.
"I'll get it, daddy," Cindy purred, sleepily.
Joe slitted open his eyes just enough to see his daughter's smooth, nude young buttocks waggle as she walked out of the bedroom. The sight of her naked, quivering butt always produced a lewd throb in his cock, and this morning was no exception.
He decided that she was destined this morning for another long, delicious fuck before he went to the office. And he only wished that evil little mink, Sally Horton, was here to enjoy it with them.
He was thinking such sexy thoughts, enjoying the way his prick was stiffening between his legs, when Cindy popped her head in the bedroom with a terrified look on her face.
"Mom's on her way home! She'll be here in twenty minutes!"
"Oh, Jesus," Joe groaned, "why the hell didn't she-"
"She said she couldn't get the flight she wanted, so they put her on a midnight plane, and that was too late to call us."
"Okay, honey. Go muss up your bed, throw stuff around. Try to make it look like you've been sleeping there!"
Cindy went bounding off, then remembered that she had left her panties and bra in Joe's room, and came back.
"I wish mother would stay away forever," she said darkly.
"Wishing won't get you anywhere," Joe snapped. "C'mon, we've got a helluva lot of tidying up to do before Laura arrives."
Cindy watched her father fishing around under the chairs for telltale signs of her presence in the room over the past few days. He was naked, and she felt a hot surge of passion at the sight of his strong, hairy legs, his muscled chest and arms, the exciting curls of dark hair in his armpits. And she grooved most on the big prick swinging between his legs, her own daddy's cock that she had sucked and fucked with such joy while her mom was gone.
"Daddy? We'll still have fun?" she stammered, hopefully.
"Sure, baby. Sure. We'll just have to watch ourselves. Now where in hell did I put those two fuck magazines I bought yesterday."
"I let Sally take them home with her," Cindy said.
"You what? Christ, what if her parents-"
"Don't worry about that. Sally is too smart to get caught. She said she had a perfect place to hide them."
"I sure hope so."
"Sally likes you, too, daddy. She said she wanted you to fuck her as often as-"
"Cindy! For Christ's sake, your mother will be home in a couple of minutes, and you're standing there naked as sin talking about fucking like I'm some kind of sex machine!"
Cindy grinned. "You are, daddy. You sure seemed like one last night."
"Well, you can tell Sally Horton that the old machine is temporarily out-of-order as far as she's concerned. I can't play stud-hoss to every goddamned filly on the block."
"You mean you won't fuck Sally again?"
"That's exactly what it means. It's too crazy, too damned dangerous."
"Sally won't like that."
He gave a short, snorting laugh. "Tell Sally to go stick it. If she wants a piece of ass, let her fuck Billy Wilks."
He finally got Cindy out of his room, telling her to get some clothes on. Then he dressed himself and sprang downstairs to put the coffee pot on.
When Laura Foster finally arrived home, she was met at the door by exactly what she expected, her daughter and her husband, both smiling and affectionate. And if somebody had told her that only hours before the same two people had been wildly fucking, she'd have laughed out loud!
When Joe got to the office, Rick was waiting for him with a note.
"Linda called," Rick grinned, "and left you a message."
Joe took the folded paper and read the telephone number written on it.
"She wants you to call pronto," Rick said, winking.
The second Rick was out of the office, Joe called the number, hoping to hell it wasn't Linda's home he was calling.
"Yeah, whataya want?" a thick, male voice growled at him from the other end.
"Uh-I was asked to call this number."
After a pause, the voice growled again: "Is this Joe callin'?"
"Yes."
"Hold on."
He waited, and then Linda's whispy voice came purring on the line. "Hi, Joe, thanks for calling."
"Where the hell are you, Linda?"
"At the Windy Springs Motel."
"The where!?"
"It's a real neat place out on Sheridan Drive, way out at the far end of town."
"You mean where all those honky-tonk bars and cheap-"
"Uh-huh, one of my uncles runs the motel."
Uncle, my ass, Joe thought.
"Joe," Linda breathed, "could you come out here on your lunch break?"
"Are you out of your mind? I can't come to a motel at high noon just because you've got the hots or something."
"Yes, you can, Joe. This is the safest place in town. My uncle owns this place, and he certainly won't care."
"Look, Linda, I-"
"Joe, I'm just twitching all over for you. It's been two whole days since we had that nice time in the supply room, and as you know, most of the fun was on your side."
He did remember how nice she had been to blow him, and the memory of that hot, cunning little mouth of hers sucking the stiffness out of his prick wasn't something a guy was likely to forget soon.
"Baby, you know I'd like to satisfy you, but-"
"I'm in Room Six, Joe. Just park your car around in back. I give you my word that Uncle Todd won't care." She lowered her voice to a husky whisper. "I'll eat you again, Joe ... and you can fuck me any way you want to!"
He felt his damned cock growing stiff as lead in his pants.
"Honey, you sure make it hard on a guy," he said, not even realizing he had made a joke on himself!
"You'll come?" she purred back. "You're goddamn right I will."
When he left at noon, he told Rick he might be taking an extra long lunch break.
As usual, Rick was way ahead of him and gave him the sly smirk he deserved.
"Don't do anything with Linda I wouldn't do," Rick grinned.
"And just what wouldn't you do, Romeo?"
Rick grinned again. "I wouldn't fuck in a cactus patch."
Joe smiled. "Like hell you wouldn't!"
"Hey, old man. What if your wife calls. What the hell do you want me to tell her?"
"Tell her I'm on my lunch break. Just don't tell her what I'm eating."
Rick laughed out loud "Okay, comedian. Enjoy your meal!"
He had to drive almost thirty minutes to get over to Sheridan Road and then to the end of it. He passed one cheap hotel and bar after another until he finally came to the one with the name of Windy Springs. And it was about as rundown and grubby as motels can get, obviously the kind of place most people would look for when they wanted a one-night stand. Maybe even the kind of dump that rents by the hour!
He parked his car behind, where Linda had suggested, and then he walked quickly around to Room Six. He rapped on the door, and Linda immediately opened it.
She was dressed in a shortie silk robe and naked as the day she was born beneath it.
"Hi, Joe," she hummed.
Before he could even answer, she had the door shut and double locked.
She turned back to him and let the robe fall from her shoulders. Her nude, teenaged body gleamed white and tempting before him. There was something extra-special about seeing her in a cheap motel like this, Joe thought. Something that added the spice of vulgarity to her forbidden fruit!
Joe let his eyes gravitate from the twin peaks of her luscious, firm young tits to the softly tufted hairs covering her pussy. Right on cue, his cock twitched eagerly in his shorts.
"Let's fuck, baby," he breathed.
He started to unbuckle his pants, but to his surprise Linda stopped him.
"Joe, I didn't want to tell you over the phone, but there's something-kind of crazy I want you to do."
"Name it, baby."
"Would you mind watching me fuck Uncle Todd?"
He couldn't believe his ears, but finally did find his voice. "What the hell for?"
Linda smiled, "Don't get mad, Joe. I just do it for my uncle because he's been so nice to me. He buys me things and takes me on trips. He's been doing it since I was twelve, and mom and dad think he's wonderful, too."
"Has he been fucking you since you were twelve, too?"
Linda flushed, but he knew by the wicked twinkle in her sensuous brown eyes that he had uncovered nothing but the truth.
"Uncle Todd and I have had fun for a long time," she breathed. "I like to do things for him, and I only found out a few months ago that he likes for some stranger to watch him while he has sex."
Joe frowned. "Baby, I don't really mind if you uncle wants to screw you, but I don't relish the idea of sitting around watching."
"You don't have to be in the same room, Joe," she promised. "See that picture on the wall over there. There's a hole behind it. Uncle Todd and I will be in the next room. All you have to do is watch. Uncle Todd doesn't even want to meet you. I think it just excites him to have some man watch him while he does it."
Joe grinned. "Different strokes for different folks, eh?"
"Exactly, Joe. Will you do it?"
"Hell, why not? But only on one condition."
"What's that?"
"That you save some of that good pussy for me.
As she climbed back into her robe, Joe lit a cigarette and stripped down to his shorts.
"Just peek through the hole," Linda whispered, right before she went out the door.
He locked the motel door behind her, then strolled over and took the badly painted picture down off the thin wall.
He put one eye up to the hole just in time to see a large, hairy guy-buck naked-opening the door to let Linda in. When the man turned around, Joe could see that he was bald and about fifty. He had hair all over him, even on his powerful shoulders, and beneath his pot-belly was a great mane of dark pubic hair, out of which swung one of the biggest pricks Joe had ever seen. It was one of those whopper cocks, uncircumcised and heavily veined, and it rested atop two large, very hairy balls.
The idea that the old, perverted sonofabitch was going to fuck such a beautiful, delicate young girl as Linda both turned him off and turned him on!
He watched Linda take off her robe and kneel in front of her uncle. She assumed exactly the same position she had in front of him that day in the supply room. A prick-sucking stance!
Joe's eyes bulged a bit as he watched through the sneak-hole in the wall the thing which happened next.
Linda took the big cylinder of soft meat in her small, white fingers and held the cowled end of it up to her lips. From where Joe was watching, it looked as if she might be holding a sleeping snake, a fat nine or ten inches of lax flesh.
Ovaling her pretty lips over the monster in her hands, Linda began to gently suck just the head of it.
Joe felt his own cock stiffening by the seconds as he watched the incredibly lewd performance in the next room.
It beat anything he had seen in a fuck magazine!
As Linda nibbled and tongued the tip of the long, hairy prick it started to swell and grow fat. It seemed to push out the girlish fingers holding it, growing finally into a huge pipe of solidly erected meat.
The stiffer and longer the prick grew, the more Linda seemed to enjoy siffoning more of it into her mouth. The grossly oversized penis bloated out her cheeks, but she rode it with real pleasure and greed.
Joe could see how the man's brutally distended cock glistened wetly every time the girl pulled back her lips.
"Jesus," Joe whispered to himself, "where the hell is she putting that big bone!"
The longer Linda sucked on the large prick, the stiffer it seemed to grow, and when she finally pulled her lips away it was sticking out from under the protruding beer belly like a wet braunschweiger!
All that cocksucking was obviously just the prelude to the fucking the two of them intended to do.
Joe couldn't resist the throbbing hardness of his own tool as he watched Linda lie back on the cheap motel bed and open her wanton young legs to receive the guy's immense rod. With a throaty moan, Joe fished his prick out of his shorts and began to slowly jack off, keeping his eye glued to the hole in order to miss nothing next door!
The bald uncle came between Linda's slender legs and pushed the head of his cock into the tender snatch he had probably enjoyed a thousand times before. But no matter how many times he had fucked that cute slit, it also probably never found it easy to take him.
To facilitate things, Linda put her fingertips down to her cunt and spread the breach open.
Joe got one wild glimpse of Linda's pussy stretched wide. Wine-dark and wet-and obviously very hot-her twat seemed to open like a whiskery little mouth, begging for the big prick aimed stiffly towards it.
The man held the base of his super-sized penis with one meaty hand, then forced the head of it stubbornly between the sappy folds of the girl's cunt.
Joe watched the huge cock force its way inch by inch into that tight, delicious hole.
He had never witnessed anything more erotic than this in his life!
It was like watching an giant, ugly toad fucking Snow White!
When the enormous pole of meat was crammed out of sight into the sucking gap between Linda's legs, she lay back with a slack grin of pleasure on her face. She had taken every inch up into her womb, and no doubt her excitable young pussy was throbbing with ecstasy!
Then the hairy old bastard began to fuck his niece.
Joe had a good angle from which to watch the whole damned thing. The man was in a half-standing, half-crouching position. He had both his hands cupped under Linda's lifted buttocks, and each time he thrust his sizeable prick up her pouting cunt he pulled her thighs deep in toward his own.
There was something so stimulating about seeing a real Beauty and the Beast in operation that Joe just couldn't stop fist-fucking his cock!
Her Uncle Todd's great penis oiled very crudely in and out of the surrendering pussy, usually ramming so deep up between her legs that his great shag of pubic hair completely covered her cunt. As for Linda's enjoyment of such brutal fucking, there was little left to doubt.
From the first time her uncle drove his prod into place, her cheeks had begun to grow pink with pleasure. Now, with the fucking going hot and heavy, her whole body seemed to be turning a rosy, heated color. She had her mouth partly open, and when his big prick gave her a particularly thrilling sensation, she would throw back her head and let her girlish tongue wag wetly out.
The fucking went on for a fell twenty minutes before the old bull could get his rocks off.
But Linda had juiced and spasmed almost continually. And despite the fact that her hair--rimmed cunt lips were stretched to capacity, a steady stream of dripping hotness exuded from the enchanting oval. Joe could see the spunky liquids of her lust running down the sides of her legs and into the crack of her ass.
Finally, her uncle tensed, fucking her with faster, harder thrusts.
Such strokes from a prick the size of his would have made most young girls faint in agony. But not Linda. The harder he pounded her hungry gap, the more she seemed to like it!
Joe could see the girl whispering things to her uncle, grinning up at him as she moved her thighs in a sensuous counterpoint to his solid stroking. And quite obviously whatever it was she was saying to him was pouring fuel on his already roaring lusts.
He began to bore his huge cock into her like an animal.
It took only a few minutes of that kind of all-out fucking to bring the uncle's nuts off, and right before he reached his climax he reached down and took Linda's firm young tits in his hands.
Then he spasmed like a bull elephant!
Joe watched as Linda's pussy seemed to bloat out with each violent squirt of her uncle's sperm!
Almost at the same time the hairy old fart he was watching got his kicks, Joe got his. Since he had been steadily jacking off as he watched the debauchery in the next room, he found an easy triggering for his own orgasm in the sight of Linda's cunt filling up with hot jism.
He shot his wad with frantic jerks of his fist, and his boiling sperm hit with ugly splats against the motel wall, and dripped down in slow, creamy trails.
He allowed himself one final glance through the hole in the wall, and he was glad he did.
He looked just in time to see the enormously swollen prick of her uncle being pulled out of her slack-lipped, satisfied young pussy. It came out gleaming with the sticky gushering of his own juice and the mixed nectar of Linda's heated hole.
Joe saw her empty, stretched cunt dripping like a leaky faucet as her uncle dropped to his own hairy knees and glued his mouth snugly up against her sex.
For several long minutes the bald-headed old satyr sucked the humid hotness of the young girl's freshly violated slit, pulling his lips back only long enough to lick her with his long, thick tongue before ramming it deeply in again.
Getting her pussy eaten put the final touches on Linda's erotic need, and Joe watched her wrap her slender legs tight around her uncle's head, holding him to his lusty task.
In a few minutes a dark flush came to the girl's face. She wriggled her trim little buttocks from side to side, then up and down as the constantly thrilling movements of the hungry tongue far up her pussy brought her once more to the brink of yet another climax.
Joe heard her produce a series of soft, throaty moans as one spasm triggered another.
She stuck both her legs out in the air as far as she could, and her uncle buried his lecherous face almost out of sight in the trough of her thighs, sucking her wildly as she creamed.
Just watching such maddeningly erotic stuff drove a fresh stiffness into Joe's prick, and when Linda finally came back to Room Six, he was ready for her.
Before she could even speak he threw her down on the creaky old motel bed and fucked her like a horse!