Chapter 11
Hiding his secret affair with Cindy was easier than Joe had imagined.
Even during those times when Cindy would bend over his chair and crush her lips against the side of his jaw, or tickle his ear with her finger didn't seem to raise a wave of suspicion with Laura.
"You and Cindy must have got along just fine while I was gone," Laura commented once, looking up from her sewing after Cindy had given Joe a particularly warm hug.
"Yeah, fine," Joe admitted, casually.
"Girls always do seem to get along better with their fathers," his wife noted, innocently. "I think I read that someplace."
Joe smiled inwardly, wondering if the article Laura had read also said anything about how much daughters could learn to like fucking their fathers!
But despite the fact that Laura had no glimmer of the real relationship which had developed, Joe and Cindy had to maneuver like hell to get any kind of enjoyment out of their new freedom. Once, while Laura was working out in the flower bed in front of the house, Cindy went so far as to unzip Joe's pants and give him a long, delicious blow job while he stood in the kitchen with his ears peeled for any sound of his wife coming in the front door.
There had been something extra erotic and exciting about having his big prick sucked off in such an improbable place as the kitchen-and at such a dangerous time. But both he and Cindy had relished the experience. In fact, his cock had swollen up so hard and hot in her greedy young mouth that in only a minute or so he was blowing hot spunk madly down her throat!
He remembered how lovingly Cindy had then licked his strong penis, even squeezing it to take the last good drop or so of prized sperm onto her tongue.
Then one afternoon he had managed a fast fuck while Laura was talking on the phone downstairs to one of her friends. Laura was always good for fifteen or twenty minutes once she got into one of her marathon gossip sessions. It was the kind of opportunity both he and Cindy had been waiting for, and the second Laura picked up the phone he had Cindy's panties down and was poking his furiously horny cock solidly up into her cunt from behind. He would never forget how good that screw had been, with Cindy bending over with her arms and head resting on an upstairs table while he dog-fucked her from behind with deep, powerful strokes.
He had made Cindy cum three times that afternoon before filling her clutching little cunt with a savagely hot discharge from his balls. Good stuff, all of it!
It all promised to be a wicked, successful little game that could go on forever-until the day he got the phone call from Rick.
The call came on a Sunday afternoon while he was down in his workshop. Cindy and Laura had gone to some kind of music recital at the high school, so he was fortunately alone when the call came.
"Hey, old man," Rick's arrogant young voice drawled over the phone, "I want you to come over to the apartment. Got somebody over here who wants to meet you."
"Look, Rick, if you've fixed me up with Linda again-"
"Naw, man. This chick is better than Linda. Besides, didn't you know? Linda's folks caught her out in that motel with her uncle, and they sent the silly little bitch off to live with her grandmother back East."
Joe was glad to hear that!
"The gal I want you to fuck is Sally Horton," Rick said, casually.
Joe had trouble finding his voice. "Sally Horton! How the hell did you-?"
"Hello, Mr. Foster," Sally's voice said, breaking in over Rick's breathy presence on the phone. "What Rick said is true. I want you to come over here and show me a good time."
"Sorry, Sally. No can do."
"I don't like no for an answer, Mr. Foster." His first impulse was to say, Tough shit, baby, but he thought better of it. There was something he didn't like about the casual tone of Sally Horton, as if she knew something he didn't. And now he found himself wondering why the hell he had ever screwed her in the first place.
"Didn't Cindy tell you that-uh-what we did that afternoon over here was just a mistake."
Sally chuckled softly. "That was no mistake, Mr. Foster. That was good-time fucking, and I want some more of it."
"Sorry, maybe Rick has what you want."
"Oh, he does, and I've already had plenty of it. But I keep remembering that big talent of yours, too."
Joe took an uncertain breath. "How did you know about Rick?"
"A little bird told me."
"What bird, damnit."
"I'm the bird, pops. Remember me?"
It was the voice of Billy Wilks on the phone now!
"What the hell is this?" Joe stammered.
"What it is, you fucking old hypocrite, is something everybody on our block would be very interested in knowing about. How you've been fucking and sucking your own daughter's hot little cunt, and how you gave me that goddamn song and dance down in your basement about staying away from her. Now I know why."
"Listen, you dumb little bastard-"
"Nasty, nasty," Billy interrupted, laughing mockingly. "No, you listen to me, you big stud. Old Sally and me both want something from you. She wants your horse-cock to ride on, and I want to get some of what you've been hoarding all to yourself. Cindy's pussy."
"You can both go to-"
"Yeah, I know. Hell. But in the meantime, gramps, you'll go to jail. You know what the price of fucking your own daughter is in this state?"
"You don't know a damn thing about me and Cindy."
"No, but Sally does, and the only thing that will keep her quiet is about nine inches from you anytime she wants it."
Joe could feel his heart pounding against his ribs. He hated both of the teenaged monsters-and Rick Roberts, to boot.
But he also knew they had him by the balls-literally and figuratively!
"W-what do you want me to do?" he asked, meekly.
"For openers, hero," Billy said, "you can get your ass over here to Rick's place right now. She wants all three of us to show her how much fun a gang-bang can be. And then we'll talk about Cindy and me."
He was in a hot sweat when he finally hung up the phone, but he lost damned little time in heading for Rick's apartment.
When he reached Rick's place, the first thing he asked for was a drink.
Billy Wilks and Sally were both on Rick's big sofa when he arrived, and both of them were naked as sin. It was obvious that they had been making out for some time because Sally's oversized young tits were swollen and pointing, the nipples strongly erected and pink. As for Billy, he had one leg curled high up over Sally's thigh, and his substantial teenaged prick was half-hard, as if the girl had either been teasing it with her fingers or sucking on it with her mouth.
"Hi, Mr. Foster," Sally grinned, "glad you could come over."
"Just hope he can cum," Billy added sarcastically.
Rick looked a bit embarrassed at the position he had put Joe in, but since his own morals were about as elevated as an alley cat's at midnight, he didn't bother to apologize.
Rick was naked himself except for one of those jock-type bathing suits popular with French males. His large prick was out-lined crudely and prominently, making Joe wonder if the bastard had already fucked Sally a couple of times himself.
He made Joe a strong drink, then grinned as Joe downed almost all of it in one gulp.
"Hey, man, don't get so drunk you can't get it up for the little lady. Hell, she's been filling my ear for a week about how good a lay you are. Boy, whatever you've got, you oughta bottle it and sell it to little dicks like Billy over there."
"Fuck you," Billy said, grinning.
Joe watched as Billy put his hand down between Sally's legs and rubbed her soft, young pussy as if he owned it. Sally only smiled and let her fingertips run along the back of the boy who was pawing her. When Billy lay back again on the sofa his prick was up as hard as granite.
Despite his recent irritation, Joe felt himself being drawn into the erotic atmosphere in Rick's apartment with a helpless and growing lust. After all, he told himself, he'd been invited over here for the sole purpose of satisfying-or helping to satisfy-the insatiable pussy of a fourteen-year-old girl who obviously had the hots for him. And that wasn't exactly like being sentenced for life to Siberia!
"Why don't you horse out of your clothes," Rick suggested boldly. "Hell, we might as well get this show on the road."
"About time," Billy groaned. "I've been sitting here horny as a goddamn wart-hog."
Joe had to smile. "You mean you two studs haven't warmed Sally here up for me?"
"Hell," Rick breathed, "she wanted to wait until all three of us could work on her at the same time."
"Brave girl," Joe said.
"Not brave," Sally insisted huskily, "just itchy."
"I've got your fucking itch hanging right here," Billy joked, grabbing his firm balls with one hand and pointing at his prick with his other hand.
While the talk rambled on, with Sally and Billy both trying to outdo each other with dirty remarks, Joe casually climbed out of his clothes. By the time he got his shorts off, his mature cock was about two-thirds hard, and he smiled when he noticed how hungrily Sally was staring at it.
Rick hooked his thumbs into his swim suit and stripped quickly out of it. His prick rose very quickly into a solid pole of hard flesh.
"What do we do," Joe asked, "draw straws?"
"That's up to the little lady," Rick grinned. "What's your pleasure, honey? Wanna suck us or fuck us, first?"
It didn't take long for Sally Horton to show them just how much thought she had given to having an opportunity like this-something most fourteen-year-old nymphos only dream about!
She had Rick bring out one of the straight-backed breakfast chairs. She sat in it with both her legs drawn up and open so that the heels of her feet were lodged just under her buttocks and her pussy pooching out a few inches over the edge. She directed Billy to get on his hands and knees in front of her so that he could suck her cunt, and then she told Joe and Rick to stand on either side of her and stick their hard pricks up within inches of her mouth.
The very thought of a girl her age wanting to savor two big prods at the same time, and while she was having her pussy licked, made Joe and Rick grow savage with male pride and lust.
They willingly did as she said, standing so close to her that their legs touched the sides of the chair, and both offered her their swollen, throbbing cocks to eat.
As for Billy Wilks, he was very pleased with the role he had been assigned. He quickly got into position and glued his ambitious young lips to the inviting slit before him. It was obvious that what he lacked in experience in eating pussy, he was going to make up in energy. Almost at once, the room was filled with the slurping, sucking sounds his bold tongue was making between the relaxed folds of Sally's cunt.
Then Sally went to her joyous work.
She moved her head from side to side, licking first on Joe's stoutly erected penis, then giving Rick's equally hard tool its share of feathery, wet tonguing. The more she lapped on their lusty meat, the more excited they got.
She would toy teasingly on just the head of one cock, worming her tongue slowly, languidly until the big rod would throb uncontrollably upward. Then she would grin like an evil little imp and concentrate on the other long, fat prick.
She kept this kind of game up for a full ten minutes, while all the time Billy slobbered happily away between her legs.
Joe could have taken another hour of that kind of fun. His older, lustier tool might have stayed stiff forever under the minnowing strokes of Sally's clever tongue, but Rick was a different can of worms.
He wanted sucked off.
"C'mon, baby," Rick pleaded, finally, his breath coming in short, hot pants, "let's see you really get after that big pecker of mine. Suck on it! SUCK IT!!"
In answer to his need, Sally merely put the tip-end of her tongue under the bursting glans of Rick's cock and moved it lightly back and forth.
The teasing drove Rick wild.
"Goddamnit, SUCK IT, YOU LITTLE BITCH!!"
With a wide grin, Sally reached up and grasped both the large pricks lightly in her fingers. Then she pulled them both into the oval of her mouth, so close that the two glans touched like cooking apples.
Then she began to lick at them with the flat of her tongue, at the same time applying teasing pressure with her fingertips to the gorged columns.
"Oh, Jesus!" Rick groaned, his voice a croak of passion. "I can't stand much more of that! Lick it, baby! Lick the SHIT out of that thing!"
Only a few more lewd strokes of her tongue and Rick gasped loudly, his horny cock growing rigid as stone. Then he shot his sperm like a pistol, spurting the hot globs of cream violently against her lips, tongue, chin, face!
Sally made kittenish, pleased sounds as the hot spunk flooded from Rick's rod, and she gave several greedy swipes just on the slit at the tip of his cock and was rewarded by one or two late spurts of sperm.
Then she went to work on Joe's hard-on.
She was starving for his meat, and the way she began to devour his delighted prick with deep-sucking strokes of her mouth and throat brought him quickly to terms. He timed his climax to when she had his cock as far down her gullet as she could cram it, then he let his balls explode with thrilling release.
His juice bolted like boiling gravy down her throat, making her choke and gag. But she swallowed it all, sucking and licking his gleaming prick with the devotion of a sex slave.
Only when she had satisfied both of their big tools did she reach down and pull Billy Wilks away from her dripping cunt by his hair.
"Aw, lemme eat it some more," Billy groaned. "I was just getting to the good part!"
"Fuck me instead, dummy," Sally purred.
Billy was certainly ready for that service. His adolescent cock was sticking out from between his legs like a hammer!
Rick and Joe watched in silence as Sally wrapped her legs around the boy's naked buttocks and allowed him to shove his hard prick into her to the balls.
Joe had forgotten how exciting it is to be a boy Billy's age getting a piece of willing, enthusiastic pussy. But he got a refresher course in the next five minutes. He watched Billy Wilks pump his lusty young butt with every ounce of strength he had, plowing his stiff cock balls-deep into the girl's cunt with each and every thrust. He seemed to be fucking like a young, wild animal. His mouth was open and his tongue was clenched in his teeth as he pumped-pumped-pumped the deliciously hot hole between Sally's legs.
Sally enjoyed it almost as much as Billy, and when she felt his fiery prick throb and spurt its boyish vigor deep into her slit, she sighed and spasmed to meet him.
After Billy fucked her, it was Rick's turn. With his larger, longer, wider cock, and with her pussy well lubed with Billy's molten spunk, he easily rode all the way up to her womb on the first thrust. His prick made a clucking sound as he rhythmically pounded her ripe young twat.
Getting screwed twice in less than ten minutes brought out the deepest, most prurient lust in Sally's nature. Her cheeks deepened to a coral color, and as the excitement of Rick's big dick began to work her pussy into a froth, she reached out and grasped his buttocks with both her hands. She dug her fingernails deep into his firm ass, as if trying to make him thrust his cock clear out her rectum!
"Fuck me!" she gasped, her voice a monotone of lust. "Fuck! FUCK! FUUUCCCKK!!"
Hearing and watching that kind of fornicating turned Joe's prick solid again. He knew he was next in line to fuck that witchy little snatch, and he intended to please her right to her evil toes.
Rick got his balls off in record time, shooting one throbbing glut of sperm into her dewy cunt after another. When he pulled his swollen, wet cock from the pouting lips of her pussy it came out with a slopping sound. And as he turned away, both Billy and Joe saw how the outer lips of her sex protruded, thick and hot, dripping slowly with Rick's sperm. Joe was next.
He took his time with her, giving her the same kind of sadistic treatment she had given him and Rick when she licked their two cocks. He didn't hurry. When she wanted him to go faster, he slowed down. When she seemed to be begging for deep, slow strokes from his big prick, he gave her instead rapid, crude thrusts that left her gasping for breath.
It was a cruel but pleasurable game, and both Rick and Billy enjoyed watching it. They even made dirty jokes about her, taking turns squeezing her tits and sucking them.
After fifteen minutes of fucking her, Joe had succeeded in turning the cynical young Sally Horton into a quivering mass of erotic jelly.
She no longer made coherent sounds. She moaned, mumbled, croaked out syllables and thrashed under him like a tender virgin getting fucked by a bull.
He mouth panted open and her tongue wagged wetly from side to side, an invitation which Billy Wilks was loathe to pass up. He took advantage of Sally's overheated ovaries to shove his six inches of boyish prick down her throat. Then, as Joe continued to brutally fuck her, Billy put both hands behind her head and had sexual intercourse with her throat!
The orgy lasted for a long time. Even Rick got further into the act by rubbing his prick over her tits until it was up stiffer than ever. Then he made a little joke by trying to put his big cock into her ear.
Joe and Billy more or less climaxed at the same time, but Joe kept his huge dick horsed up her distorted cunt until Rick had jacked off and let his hot sperm shoot over her tits.
Then they left Miss Sally Horton sprawled in the chair, her legs apart, her pussy and mouth and tits all dripping with male seed.
They had given her, in short, exactly what she'd wanted.