David Crane - Every guest was good

He grinned, seeing the clever logic in her statement. Now he was grateful that the storm had allowed them to spend the whole night together.

And the idea excited the voyeurs, too.

Seeing a handjob was as good, in a way, as seeing some fucking and sucking – because Anna got to see all the jizz when it spurted out.

Barbara bent over Nick's groin, her tits jiggling saucily, staring at his meatrack fondly. Whacking him off always gave her a thrill, and tonight it would be all the better. Knowing that his second hot load was destined to be spilled in her pussy.

She began to frig him rhythmically, and he humped up from the couch, fucking her fist.

Preliminary goo washed down his meaty cockshaft, greasing her strokes. The heel of her hand hit his balls, then she pulled up to the cock-knob. His cockhead was flaring out, lathered with a spunky seepage. It looked like a fat purple plum coated with whipped cream.

She leaned lower and twisted her torso from side to side, brushing her tit-tips against his cockhead. He nudged his prick into her cleavage and shoved up again, fucking her titty tunnel.

"Cum, Nicky!" she moaned.

Her blonde head was hovering over his cock, eyes glazed with lust, lips parted and panting. Her breath was wafting over his. "You're gonna get a faceful!" he warned.

"Ummmmmm – good!" she sighed.

She jacked faster, squeezing his throbbing cock-stalk as she pumped merrily away.

"Milk my meat, Barb!" he croaked.

"Ummmmmm – shot off for me!"

His balls surged and exploded violently.

His prick jolted in her hand as the fuckjuice came spurting up through the core of his cock.

A creamy geyser of goo shot out and splashed on the blonde girl's chin. She squealed with joy and pumped away, jerking him off steadily.

Jizz sprayed all over the place, drenching her tits, soaking into her cleavage, skidding along her chin and lacing her parted lips. She had cum in her blonde hair and a squirt went up her nose, making her sputter.

His cock was pouring the stuff out like a cornucopia full of cum. Her face and tits were lathered, glistening like a glazed donut.

His nuts drained off slowly and a final squirt skidded over her cheek.

Nick gasped and slumped back, grinning with pleasure. She kept on frigging away to make sure that she had coaxed out the last drops.

His balls were deflated – but his big cock was still standing rampant and tall. A single handjob had hardly diminished his virility at all.

Barbara was sure glad of that.

So were Richard and Anna.

Anna was pressing her nose to the window, fogging the glass with her heated breath.

Richard was standing behind her, his groin jammed tight to her solid ass. He held her by the hipbones and ground his hard-on against her ass.

Anna reached behind her and fumbled around, opening his fly and hauling his cock out. His prick was huge and hard as if he hadn't gotten his rocks off in a week, despite the lavish load he had spurted into her mouth just moments ago.

Anna yanked her skirt up above the hips. Richard tugged her bikini panties down her legs, and she kicked them off.

Holding his cock by the root, she guided the bloated crown into her cuntslot. She worked it around, using the knob of his prick like a ladle to stir her honeypot of a cunt. He grasped her hips again, ready to hump.

She leaned back, resting her head on his shoulder and moaned. "Shove it up me, darling…"

Richard shoveled the cock to her, sinking in balls-deep on the first thrust. He held it all buried as she fondled his balls in her groin.

Her cunt was working on his prick, the inner rings rippling up the length of his cock as if she were jerking him off with her pussy. The wet walls of her cunt molded to the contours of his huge cock.

He started to slide his cock in and out, feeding it to her pussy.

She took a few fuck-strokes, then tightened her grip on his balls, restraining his movement.

"Wait, honey! Don't fuck me yet! Just leave it all up me for awhile – while we see what those naughty kids are going to do next."

Richard, who shared her enthusiasm for voyeurism, figured that was a good idea.

They stood there, coupled, his flat belly tight to the curves of her ass, waiting for the teenagers to put on another erotic performance.

They didn't have long to wait.

But first there was an interruption.

The phone rang again.

"Jeez, I hope your mom and dad ain't changed their minds." Nick groaned.

"Me, too," she whimpered.

What a fucking tragedy to have jerked him off if they were soon to be interrupted!

The naked blonde jumped up, tits bobbling, ass wriggling, her cuntjuice spilling down her inner thighs. She bounced over to the telephone and answered cautiously.

Then she smiled and spoke.

She returned to the couch, her attitude telling Nick that all was well.

"It was your mom," she said. "She was worried about you trying to get home in the storm. I told her you were gonna stay the night in the spare bedroom and she said that it was okay."

The storm had worked its wonders again. And it was also more than okay with Nick Hannible's parents.

Gus and Gloria Hannible liked to fuck and suck a lot, and it was always embarrassing to have their son home and know that he could hear them – which he sure could, because his sexy, redheaded mother was a real loud fuck, especially when she was creaming off.

Gloria returned from the phone and told Gus that they had the house to themselves tonight.

"I wonder if Nick is fucking that sexy little Curtis girl?" Gus mused.

"Jealous, darling?"

Gus grinned sheepishly. "Wouldn't you love to screw her yourself?" Gloria asked, as she began to undress.

"Well… she is a doll," he admitted. Gloria shoved him down and squatted over his face, moving her pussy around enticingly. His tongue snaked up to meet her pussy-muff and he began to suck her cunt with relish.

Gloria knew that her husband was probably thinking about their son's sexy girlfriend as he munched merrily away in her cunt.

But she didn't give a damn what he was thinking about, as long as he pumped her pussy dry.

And she screamed so loud when she melted that even the neighbors could hear her noisy joy.

Barbara sat down beside Nick again and kissed him with her spunk-soaked lips. His cock was half hard. She avoided contact with it, not wanting to take a chance of bringing him off a second time by hand.

But she played with his balls, feeling them balloon, as another arm load seeped into his sac.

To titillate him and speed up his revival, she drew back and ran her tongue across her lips.

"Your cum tastes scrumptious!" she sighed.

Nick stared at her in awe. He knew that Barbara had fucked a few boys before they met, but he had never been sure if she was a cocksucker or not.

Barbara cupped her bouncy tits in both hands, lifting her tit-mounds and deepening the cleft between them. Her head bobbed down, and she licked her swollen, cumsoaked nipples, still watching Nick, thrilled by the look of lust that masked his face.

"Ummmmm! Yummy spunk!" she sighed.

She was putting on quite a show for her boyfriend – and for the people on the porch, too.

Richard Wellington would have dearly loved to sink his cock into the nubile teenager's cunt.

And Anna was thinking what a treat it would be to stick Barbara's tits and cunt, right after she had fucked her boyfriend.

The Wellingtons weren't humping, but Richard's prick was pulsating in Anna's pussy, and her cunt muscles were sucking on it, giving bun a meat massage.

It took a lot of willpower not to start ramming away in a randy rutting.

But they waited – and watched. "Jeez! You like the taste of jizz, huh, Barb?" Nick asked.