Peter Jensen - The boyfriend_s Dad

The woman on the screen, her mouth open wide in ecstasy, worked one finger… then two into the glistening moistness of her cunt hole, and at the same time stroked the throbbing bud of her clitoris with her other hand, her face tightening as she masturbated in open capitulation with her craving desires, her alabaster skin wet and shining with perspiration, her dark brown pubic hair matted to her pink fleshy vaginal lips as she strove for orgasm. Her driving fingers sunk deep up into her widely stretched opening, thrusting harder and harder, but they were not enough. Tamera could see the woman's face clenching with frustration and purpose, eyes tight, teeth gritted, every sinew and muscle in her body spasming in her longing for release…

Tamera fuzzily tried to convince herself that she still had control of herself in this situation, and that somehow she'd be able to stop the liquor and marijuana in her from overcoming her natural prudence. But her own face and body shone in a luster of sexual sweat, a trickle of which ran down between her breasts that her date was kneading and squeezing. She knew that she had to demand to go home, to shut off the movie at least, that she'd gone too far in allowing the boy to fondle her breasts – for now he was snaking his fingers up inside her thin brassiere, and there was nothing in the way of his probing fingers except whatever mental resistance she could muster. But she couldn't seem to move away or to make her body obey the warning bells in her mind – and she squirmed down tighter into the seat as Eddie's fingers caressed the soft underside of one whitely exposed mound, then his fingers and thumb were wickedly tweaking her already hardened nipple. Her breasts ached with swollen desire, and she felt tiny, unwanted throbs of tell-tale desire pulsing hotly in her belly and vagina, and she bit her lip to hold back any more of the lewdly forbidden sensations.

Eddie's hand came to rest on her lap now, and though she tried to fight off his caresses by raising her knees, his fingers moved insinuatingly closer to her panty-covered crotch, kneading the softness of her naked thighs and legs which were exposed by the shortness of her mini-skirt, while at the same time caressing abandonedly the now open and tremblingly free mounds of her throbbing breasts with his other hand. She sucked in her breath in ragged, fevered gasps from the crawling, insect-like contact with her lower flesh, and guiltily she glanced over to the other couch.

The lewd sight she beheld made her freeze, and the dimly lit scene of Nancy and Jason together held her in perverted fascination. She felt as if she could reach out and touch Nancy, and that if she did, that Nancy would not notice: the girl's head was rolling back and forth in a trance-like limpness, her face as contorted in the same way as the woman's on the screen. Jason's middle finger was disappearing rhythmically into the soft dark curls of her pubic hair. Nancy's legs spread slackly outwards to allow him full access to her naked young cunt. Her thin white nylon panties were stripped past her knees so that she could bend them outward. Tamera thought that what she was actually witnessing live was worse then the movie. This was her own girlfriend she was watching being… being finger-fucked by a boy. Tamera tried to blot out the obscene spectacle, but couldn't, for the lasciviousness of it caused more strange little electric tingles to run deep in her belly, and the seeping moisture in her cunt to increase. Her heart beat like a tom-tom, mesmerized as the boy on the other couch lewdly fingered the nakedly squirming pussy of the girl who was her very best friend.

God, surely they would go no further. She certainly couldn't allow Eddie to go any further with her own body. But his hotly searching hand pressed tighter and tighter against the mound of her own crotch, unable to slip lower because of her tightly clenched thighs, the pleasures he raised began to break down her will to resist, for it was so good, so wickedly good, and she turned her eyes once more to the movie while his fingers teased like tiny squirming snakes in the crevice of her skirt. She dully promised herself she would force him to stop if he tried more – but then came the terrible realization that should she make a scene, her breasts were completely naked and would be seen by Jason and Nancy if they looked up to see what the commotion was about. There was no more she could do except squirm down helplessly against the cushion and squeeze her legs together…

Then, to her horror, Tamera saw that from out of the side of the film bounded a large German Shepherd dog. He leaped upon the bed, tongue lolling, and the woman sat up in shock, her hands still frozen in the position of her masturbation. The giant animal bared its fangs in a menacing warning for the girl not to move, his panting head just above her exposed, defenseless vagina.

Tamera tensed, and only Eddie's firm grip kept her from bolting from the couch. "My God," she whispered. "What's that dog doing there?"

Eddie grinned. "Watch and see, baby. Watch and see."

She squirmed helplessly, a blush of shame washing over her at the sudden indecent pleasure overcoming her revulsion at the presence of the beast. Eddie's hand became still bolder, and he hooked his middle finger still further into her trembling thighs, sensing her slow surrender. The woman in the movie was still horrified, moaning as the German Shepherd lowered its head and sniffed the wetness of its nose against the lips of her open cunt. Then the dog snaked out a long, pink tongue and licked wetly the full length, up from the woman's tiny puckered anus to the fluted little cuntal lips surrounding her clitoris. The animal wagged its long tail and flicked its tongue again and again up between her trembling, wide-splayed legs. She jerked beneath his lewd attack spasmodically and squirmingly raised her arms in fear and indecision.

Tamera groaned aloud, grinding her buttocks harder down into the cushion, and as she did so Eddie's hand was suddenly up under her skirt and covering the crotch-band of her desire-moistened panties. She quivered as her tender young cunt walls secreted more fluids of sexual excitement around his fingers, and in response Eddie moved his fingers in circled, precise motions which made her vaginal area pulsate with ever-increasing desire. She was almost out of control with passion now, and didn't think she could stand another moment of his maddening tease of her barely covered genitals. She was ready to spread her legs like Nancy and allow his touch to quench the fires which raged through her hotly contracting cunt, and the marijuana and alcohol boiled through her veins, stoking the furnace of her arousal.

It was too much for the young, pot-drugged virgin to take! In a last-ditch attempt to stop, she desperately gasped: "No! No, Eddie, don't touch me there! Please let me alone!"

"Why not, baby? You know you love it."

"I'm… I'm not that kind of girl, Eddie!" she whimpered.

"All girls are that kind of girl – if they're not in diapers," the boy sneered. "And baby, from what I can feel, you're not in diapers anymore…"

"Nancy," she choked, knowing further argument with Eddie would be useless. "Nancy, please… please we have to go home!"

Eddie thought that was funny. "Are you joking? Look at your hot pussied girlfriend and tell me if she wants to leave here now."

The young teenage-girl gasped with agony as she saw what was taking place on the couch now. Jason, having brought Nancy to a whining pitch of raw nerves, had removed her panties entirely, and they lay along with her blouse and bra in a useless heap on the floor beneath her feet. Jason was straddling the girl's erotically heaving chest now, his greedily smiling face scarcely inches from her widespread cunt, and Nancy's mouth was open and her eyes were waxy nothings of drugged lust. As Tamera watched, Jason pressed the flat plane of her stomach and massaged the outer flanges of her vaginal lips with his thumbs pressing outward to expose the moist pink slit of Nancy's pussy with its firm, erect little clitoris clearly in view just above the shadowed mouth of her cunt – just as Tamera had seen a moment before in the movie.