Wanna Order a Pizza?

A few more strokes and he was frantically grasping for his discarded gym shorts to shoot his load into. He grunted so loudly as he came, that he was sure he saw Dana Lee's ears perk as she stood and looked around toward the house.

He wiped his cock clean as he forced himself away from the window and quickly pulled on an old tee shirt and a pair of faded Wranglers. For some reason, he chose not to put any boxers on first but just stepped into the Wranglers commando style. Then he went ahead and shoved his feet back into his running shoes and loped down the stairs and out the back door, clearly anxious to be back in the presence of the teen beauty from across the street.

Once in the yard, he was impressed that Dana Lee had managed to dig and pull two of the broken posts out of the ground. Not bad. I couldn't get Julie to help me do this in a million years. Fuck. I can't believe I'm in total lust for Julie's friend. I've got to get to work just so I can clear my mind of fucking this girl.

He began mixing cement in two separate buckets while she worked on the third broken posts. Once the cement was mixed to his satisfaction, he centered a new post into one of the holes from where Dana Lee had pulled the broken one. As soon as it was placed to his liking, he poured the cement from one of the buckets into that hole so that it could form around the post as it began to set.

He repeated this process with the second post. By then, Dana Lee had the third broken post removed from the ground. She then helped him mix the third bucket of cement. Then she placed the last new post into the ground where the old one had been and held it in place as Bob poured the freshly mixed cement around it. When that was complete, she helped him rinse out the buckets so they'd be free of any residue.

By then, she was sweating profusely in the ninety-five degree heat, but there was no towel for her to wipe her face. To Bob's amazement, instead of asking for a towel, she stepped to him and lifted his tee shirt up so that she could pull it to her face and wiped her face with his shirt. Then she released the shirt, smiled at his dazed expression, and said, "I think you owe me a beer."

At this point, it didn't even faze him that an eighteen year old girl was asking him for a beer. Did she tweak my nipple when she slid her hand under my shirt? She did. The little bitch tweaked my nipple. Whether she did, or whether she didn't, his cock was growing hard again at the sight of her own nipples standing proudly erect and poking against the fabric of the blue bikini top that was drenched with her sweat. "Yeah," he said, unable to take his eyes from her nipples. "I could use one too." Oh my god. What the fuck am I doing? I'm going to do it. I know I'm going to fuck this girl. I don't even care if my wife finds out I've done it. Get a grip, Bob. You can't do this. She's just fucking with you anyway. Little fucking tease is what the little bitch is.

He let her lead him into the house. Partly so he could watch her ass and partly so he could just figure out how to get out of what he'd gotten into. What have I gotten into? She's been in my house a hundred times. It's as natural for her to be here as it is for either of my own daughters. Why am I freaking? So she's teasing me a little bit. She's always been a tease.

As he followed her perfectly round ass into the kitchen, his eye fixed on it. Look at that fucking gap between her legs. It's got to be two inches wide. Two fucking inches. Oh fuck I want that pussy. He was so fixed on that gap, that he didn't even realize Dana Lee had pulled two beers out of the refrigerator, opened each, and was trying to hand him one. When she twisted around to face him, the gap was even more prominent, and just as prominent as the gap was the camel toe the outline of her pussy formed as her shorts molded with her vulva. He could even make out the tantalizing bump of her clit. His mouth began to water.

"Mr. Spenser," she said. "You do want this beer, don't you?"

Her words broke him out of his daze. He quickly moved his eyes from her pussy and looked up to reach for the beer. In so doing, he made eye contact with her as she handed him the beer and found himself convicted by her knowing smile. Shit! I'm busted. So fucking busted.

Dana Lee drank half her beer in one swallow, sat it down on the counter and said, "If I don't get out of these clothes, I'm going to get a major heat rash."

Then she picked up the bottle again, put it to her lips, and tilted it to down the second half of her beer. Bob breathed a slow sigh of relief. Oh thank god. She's going to leave. "Yeah," he said. Finally beginning to relax. "That's a good idea. You don't want those sweaty clothes rubbing against that delicate skin of yours."

"Glad you agree," she said as she set her empty bottle down onto the counter. Then she reached behind her back and slowly untied her bikini top and dropped it to the floor as she kicked off her high-tops. As Bob stared open mouthed at the creamy white perfection of her naked little breasts, she slowly, teasingly, rolled the black Lycra shorts down her slender thighs until they were all the way to her ankles and she just as slowly stepped her feet through them. Bob's jaw rested on his chest as she stood before him totally nude except for her white ankle socks.

Before another word could be said, he was lifting her by the armpits and pinning her against the refrigerator. She wrapped her legs around his hips as he mashed his lips into hers and violently shoved his tongue into her mouth. She hungrily sucked his tongue as if it were a short, flat dick and moaned as he dry humped his denim covered penis into her neatly trimmed blonde pussy.

He continued to dry hump her against the refrigerator door as she ripped at his tee shirt and tore it from his torso. She took a brief moment to playfully tug at thick tufts of his gray chest hair. Then she frantically found his belt buckle and hurriedly worked it loose so that she could just has hurriedly pull at the button and zipper of his jeans. Eventually, she was able to get his jeans off of his hips so that she could grip his steel hard cock and guide it to her dripping cunt.

As she rubbed the length of her slit with the head of his cock, he backed away from the refrigerator and, with her arms and legs still wrapped around him, walked her over to the sofa where they fell together onto the sofa cushions. She lost her grip on his dick as they rolled around until she was on the bottom and then as he lifted up from her, she pushed herself backward until her head and the back of her shoulders rested against the arm of the sofa. After that, she grasped his cock again and guided it back to her moist slit.

Bob gasped as the head of his cock parted the damp lips of her eighteen year old pussy and slowly eased its way into her. Oh gawd. She's so fucking tight. Brenda hasn't been this tight since we were virgins in the front seat of my car. Oh fuck! Is Dana Lee a virgin? Fuck. Am I taking her virginity right now? When he'd finally eased his entire dick into her, he stopped and let her adjust to the full impalement of his girth. When he felt her heels dig into the back of his thighs and pull, he knew she was ready for the real fucking to begin.

He slowly eased his cock back until just the tip was inside her. Then he eased one inch back inside her. Stopped. Eased it back out and slowly stroked the lips of her pussy with the head of his cock. She moaned and begged as he again eased his cock back into her, this time stopping when he had two inches inside her. As she tried to push up to fully impale herself with his cock, he eased back and again pulled out and used his head to stroke her drenched pussy lips. This time when he eased back into her, he continued until half his cock was inside her. Then he eased it back out until only the tip was left inside.

"Oh my god," she moaned. "Fucking fuck me. Please. Fucking fuck me."

"I've got condoms upstairs," he said. "Do I need one?"

"No," she moaned. "Fuck me just like this. I like it raw."

Cool. She must be on the pill. Bob smiled. She may have been in control on the basketball court. But in here, my dick is in control. He slowly eased his entire cock inside her, let it sit for a moment and then eased it all the way out. Eased it all the way in. Eased it all the way out. Eased it in a little faster. Eased it out even faster. Rammed it in. Pulled it out. Rammed it. Pulled it. Soon they were humping and grinding like two berserk bunny rabbits.

Oh fuck. This bitch is so fucking tight. So fucking tight. He groaned as he pumped in and out like a piston. Can't believe this is happening. Oh fuck. I'm actually fucking Dana Lee Pruitt!

That's it, motherfucker. Fucking fuck me. "Oh yeah, motherfucker," she moaned. "Fuck me. Oh yeah. Fucking fuck me."

She wrapped her legs tightly around his back and groaned and he kept pumping into her. He'd go fast. Then he'd ease off and go slow. Then he'd slowly build the pace back up again. Finally his mad piston like pumping drove her into an mind shattering orgasm and she began to scream, "OH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! THAT IS FUUUUUUUCKING ITTTTTTTTTTT!!"

Upon hearing her screams, he grunted and shot his load deep into her pussy. When he collapsed and went limp atop of her, she gasped, "Oh my god. Oh my fucking god. That was fucking incredible."

Then she rolled from beneath him and fell to the floor. The a/c was set to seventy-two degrees. The combination of the cold air and hot fuck had her nipples popping to their full inch of length. Goose bumps formed on her bare ass and thighs as she lay on the cool marble tile and searched the floor for her purse. Amused, he watched for a moment and finally asked, "What are you looking for?"

"My purse," she said. "I need a cigarette."

Bob laughed and said, "You didn't bring a purse with you, but I think Brenda keeps a pack or two in one of the drawers under the microwave."

Dana Lee stood and walked in her socked feet to the kitchen and searched the drawers until she found a half empty pack of Marlboro Reds. She felt Bob's seed oozing out of her pussy and dripping down her thigh as she extracted a cigarette from the pack. After placing the cigarette between her lips, she struck a match to the tip and inhaled deeply, held the smoke briefly in her lungs, and then sent a long, slow stream of smoke floating to the ceiling.

She casually, cigarette in hand, strolled back to the sofa and nudged Bob's legs open so she could sit between them with her legs crossed in front of her Indian style. By then, he had pulled off his jeans and shoes so that he was just as naked as Dana Lee. As he lay on his back with his hand reaching up and playfully pinching and tweaking her left nipple, she used her free hand to just as playfully stroke his cock. By the time she finished the cigarette, his cock was about half hard again. Then she dropped the cigarette into her empty Budweiser bottle and lowered her lips to his cock. He gasped and dug his fingers into her blonde scalp as she let her soft, wet lips slowly suck his cock deep into her mouth. Once she had swallowed the entire cock and her lips were wrapped around the base, she slowly slid her lips back up to the tip and then back down to the base. Up to the tip and down to the base. He gasped again and gripped her scalp even tighter. Oh my god. This little bitch sucks cock like a fucking pro. If Brenda ever gave me even one blow job like this, I'd be the happiest motherfucker alive. Fuck. Thirty years ago and my cock would be like a piece of iron by now instead of just three quarters hard in her mouth.

Dana Lee took his cock from her mouth and smiled to set his mind at ease. She kept stroking with her right hand as she said, "I guess we need a little more time."

Thankful for her understanding, he said, "A little, but keep that up and it won't be too much longer." Shit. I shouldn't have masturbated upstairs. I'd be ready by now.

She switched his cock to her left hand and continued to stroke and said, "You're incredible you know. Brenda said you were, and I believed her."

Bob was certain that he'd heard her wrong. "Uh, Brenda said... what?"

She giggled. "She said you were an incredible lover, but I had to experience it to know just how incredible incredible really was." She leaned forward and gave him a kiss with her lush lips.

Bob blushed. "You talk to my wife about me?"

"Yeah we talk about sex all the time. We sit out on your patio and we smoke and we talk about fucking."

"You and Brenda?"

"Yeah. Julie too."

"You and Julie?"

"Yep. And me and Brenda and Julie."

Bob laughed. "You're fucking with me."

"Nope. A few years ago I came over to jump on the trampoline with Julie, but it started raining. We ended up sitting on the porch with Brenda, and pretty soon we were talking about sex. Brenda started it. I think she was trying to find out if Julie was fucking around yet."

"Was she?"

"Not at the time, but she was verrrrrrry curious. Fuck, we both were. I guess we grilled Brenda pretty hard, and maybe if she hadn't been tipsy on wine coolers she might not have been so open, but she was, and we heard all about how you took her virginity in the front seat of your car after your team won the state championship."

"She told Julie about that?"

"Brenda said she was only gonna give you a blowjob but once she saw your beautiful cock, she just had to let you fuck her." Dana Lee wrapped her fingers around his semi-stiff cock, and said, "She's so right. It is beautiful."

Bob was stunned. He had no idea that Brenda and Julie were so open with each other. He might have believed Brenda was sharing details with their wild older daughter Nikki. But not with his sweet little angel Julie. But how would Dana Lee know these details if it weren't true? "Brenda actually tells you guys sexual details about me?"

"Yep. For instance, she says you're so good at eating pussy you should give lessons on it."

He felt his whole head blushing. "Shit. She told Julie that?"

"And Julie shares her details too."

"Details?"

"Like when she lost her virginity her junior year on the choir field trip."

"She... what?"

Dana Lee giggled. "I guess I shouldn't be telling you Julie's secrets."

Bob blinked, trying to process this new information. He'd always been under the irrational illusion that Julie was a virgin. "It's okay. I guess... it's good for me to know what's going on around here. So, Julie's not a virgin. And Brenda actually knows about it?"

Dana Lee giggled, and chuckled and laughed out right. Then she switched back to stroking his cock with her right hand. "Yeah," she said after she stopped laughing. "Brenda knows. In fact, she had to have all the details. I mean, all of them. It got so fucking graphic, I think all three of us were on the verge of masturbating in front of each other."

Bob's cock jumped at that image. "And what about you? I honestly thought you might still be a virgin, but there's no blood on my dick."

Without saying a word, she leaned down and kissed the tip of his dick. It still wasn't quite hard enough to fuck, but it was getting there. She slowly lowered her lips over the length of it once, twice and then three times, before sitting back up and asking, "You got any weed?"

He shook his head and said, "Nope. No weed in my house."

She smiled. I guess I won't tell him I'm sure I could find some in Bobby's room, and I know I can find some in Julie's. "Okay," she said. "And, no. I'm not a virgin. Hell, I'm the class slut."

"I doubt that," he said.

"You shouldn't though."

"How many guys have you fucked?"

"You're number seven," she said, just before she leaned down to take his cock back into her mouth. She sucked for two or three minutes until it was fully hard, but still not quite as hard as it had been.

Bob watched her lush lips sliding up and down his cock, gasping with pleasure. Then a thought occurred to him. "What about Bobby?"

She took his cock from her mouth and said, "What about him?"

"Is he one of the seven?"

"Nope. I have sucked him though," she said just before she took his dick back into her mouth.

"When?" Bob asked as he closed his eyes and enjoyed what her mouth was doing to him.

She removed his cock from her mouth again and said, "You want me to tell you this, or you want me to suck your dick."

"Suck my dick," he said.

She smiled. "I've been sucking him off every night when he comes back from Amber's for about a month now. He'll text me when he's almost to the house, and I'll come down and meet him and we'll sit in his car and smoke a joint. Then I'll suck his dick and let him cum in mouth."

"I see," Bob said. "So Amber won't let him fuck her?"

"Oh she'll fuck," Dana Lee said. Amused that Bob seemed to have ignored what she said about she and Bobby sharing a joint before she sucked him off. "She's almost as easy a lay as I am. She just gives lousy blow jobs." Then she took him back into her mouth and sucked him with complete attention.

Bob held her beautiful head in his hands and worked her up and down his cock, inexplicably thrilled at the thought that this very mouth had also sucked his son's cock.

Dana Lee pulled off his cock again, and asked, "How many girls have you fucked, Mr. Spenser?"

He hesitated.

"Come on," she said, "it's not like I'm going to tell Brenda about any of this."

"Well, before Brenda I guess I fucked maybe ten girls."

"Maybe?"

"Five that I remember for sure, but there was this one basketball party where I got totally plastered. The next day I couldn't remember a thing, but my buddies told me that I got into an orgy with five cheerleaders from Sandalwood. I didn't believe it, but later I got a call from one of the girls saying that she was pregnant. Then a few days later she called to say it was a false alarm. Maybe they were all just fucking with me, I don't know. But I stopped drinking after that."

Dana Lee laughed, then she asked, "And how many since you got married?"

He looked at her blankly and blushed. "Since...?"

"Yeah," she said. "Since Brenda."

He paused. He'd never told anyone, not even his best buddies. But it's only fair. She's been so open with me.. "Two. You make three."

"Oh, Mr. Spenser," she said. "You're a dog."

He blushed, feeling a sharp pang of shame. "It's been about ten years since I've cheated on her."

"Actually," Dana Lee said. "It's been about ten minutes." She laughed, and a moment later he joined her. Then Dana Lee said, "Okay, details. Give me the details."

He shook his head. "No, I shouldn't."

Dana Lee let go of his cock. "Maybe I should go back home."

Bob didn't want this to end, so he thought for a moment, trying to decide which story made him look less horrible. "Well, I'll tell you one story. But that's it."

She grinned, and wrapped her hand around his cock again. "Okay. But don't skimp on the details."

"Well, this happened about ten years ago, when Nikki was a senior. I think you were friends with Julie by then. Maybe you remember one of Nikki's friends. Jadora Browne."

Dana Lee gasped, "You fucked Jadora? I thought I was your first eighteen year old pussy!"

He laughed. "You are, at least since I was a teenager. I didn't fuck Jadora. I fucked her mother."

Dana Lee giggled. "I remember Mrs. Browne! Thick black woman with huge tits, right?"

Bob said wistfully, "Biggest tits I ever saw. Bigger than my head. Absolutely epic tits."

"So how did you end up fucking her?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Browne invited us over to break in their new hot tub. Damn, I can still see that woman's boobs bobbing around in that bubbly water, fairly spilling out of her one-piece swimsuit. She was sitting to my left, so even though it was dark in their back yard, the light from the house was glittering off her chocolate brown body. I got a total boner. Brenda worked with her husband back then, so they started talking about office politics, and I just zoned out for a while. Suddenly I felt a hand on my leg. I looked at Brenda, but her back was to me. Then I looked over at Mrs. Browne. She was staring off into space as if nothing was happening, but she was running her hand slowly up the inside of my thigh. I just sat there in disbelief as Mrs. Browne's hand went higher and higher. Finally she pulled my waistband down and wrapped her hand around my cock, which was throbbing hard by this time. It was totally mind-blowing. I never had a clue she was into me. She just started jacking me off like you're doing right now." He looked down at Dana Lee's narrow hand sliding up and down his rod. "She just kept doing it, minute after minute, until I came."