Jeff Collins: Hot to trot neighbors

Up and down went the young girl's head over his cockmeat. Finally his eyes rolled back into his head, and the thrill of another impending come singed through his balls.

"Oh shit, oh, oh, sheeeiiiit!" It shook his body from head to toe and brought a lusty growl from his throat as his balls pumped up hot cum. The thick fluid gushed out the end of his spasming prick and flooded down Alice's throat. She gulped and gurgled. She kept sucking and fondling his nuts.

He sent gushes of cum splashing into her mouth until finally his balls ached from the exertion. He lapsed back with a deep, blissful sigh, and his softening cock oozed out of her mouth to flop on top of his belly.

Alice raised her head and looked at him. She smiled and pointedly licked her lips. She knew from the look on his face that she held him in the palm other hand.

"We're gonna fuck a lot this summer and next fall, aren't we, Frank?"

"Yeah, baby, an awful lot."

"And your wife isn't gonna fuck us up, is she?"

"Never," Frank said, and threw back his head in a throaty laugh. "Shit, old Jennie thinks I can't even get a hard-on any more!"

"That's why I want you to fuck her tonight when you get home, Frank."

"Huh? But why?"

"Just because, that's why," Alice replied, smiling at him and spearing a drop of cum from the head of his dick. "Let's just say I think it's important."

Frank laughed again. "Why should my mistress think it's important for me to fuck my wife?"

"I just think it is, that's all. Call it a woman's intuition. Promise me, Frank, when you get home tonight, you'll fuck Jennie's ass off!"

"But, Alice honey…"

"Promise me!"

"Jesus, okay, okay…"

Alice Hays arrived home in the wee hours of the morning. Her parents were asleep and she could hear Paul snoring in his room.

She rushed into her own room and stripped. Then she took a quiet shower, douched out her pussy, and perfumed and powdered her beautiful young body.

She had a perfect plan in her mind now to buy insurance that Jennie wouldn't interfere with Alice fucking her husband.

But she needed her brother, Paul, to do it. Silently, she padded into Paul's room and crawled into his bed Paul was sound asleep when she slid in beside him, but she grasped his limp prick and began to pump it.

"Uuuuuunh!" he moaned, and rolled onto his back.

She tossed the covers over the foot of the bed and leaped astride the young man. She'd gotten only one come when she was with Frank and, though it had been a good one, all the fooling around that had followed had worked her up again. She'd even diddled herself as she streaked home. Now she needed Paul's long, stiff cock inside her.

"Come on!" she hissed. "Get your prick up, damn you!" She tugged at it fiercely, jerking it up and down in the circle of her hand.

"Hey, what the…?" Paul's eyes snapped open. "Sis! What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm trying to give you a hard-on, damnit!"

His sleepy face broke into a grin. "Well, why didn't you say that's what you wanted?"

His prick immediately went stiff and, with a cry of delight, Alice lunged forward and impaled herself on the rigid meat. She began to bounce, her big tits jiggling up and down, her blonde hair whipping across her face.

"Oh, baby, ride it!" Paul yelled.

"Shit… ohhh, fuck!" Alice cried. "What a prick! Christ!"

Up and down, up and down she pumped on his husky, young cock. He banged it upward. She fucked even harder.

Paul Hays smiled in delight as he gazed across the room and into the mirror, where he could, see his sister's beautiful, plump ass bouncing up and down on his dick.

Of all the girls Paul had fucked in his nineteen years, his sister was still the best piece of ass he'd ever had. She was also the only girl he knew who liked to fuck as much or more than he did.

Slap, slap, slap went Alice's ass against his thighs as she rode his dick like a maniac. The bed shook and creaked beneath them.

"Oh shit, get it, Sis! Rub that clit against my prick!"

He grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard, causing her to squeal again. He bucked upward as rapidly as he could, sending his long, bone-hard cock jabbing into the very entrance of her womb. She kept fucking like there was no tomorrow.

She screamed and came, throbbing wildly, grabbing at his cock so hard that it hurt him. He withstood one spasm, two, then let out a vicious growl and squirted his hot cum into her. He kept pumping and pumping, geysering into her pussy as her marvelous cunt-muscles squeezed him, threatening to suck out his very life.

Finally Alice calmed down and rolled off him, tumbling onto her back.

After he'd caught his breath, Paul rolled over and faced her. "Hey, where were you tonight?"

"Never mind," she said. "But I got a problem and I want you to help me solve it."

"Sure. How?"

"With this," Alice smiled, and gripped her brother's still-hard dick.

Paul chuckled. "Who do I fuck?"

"Sweet Louise Mills, for one."

"And?"

"And her mother… Jennie!"

Frank Mills hadn't fucked his wife in weeks, so his young mistress' request – that had nearly taken the form of a command – nearly repulsed him.

That is, until he walked into their bedroom and saw her sprawled naked across the bed. He didn't stop to think or wonder why, on this particular night, she hadn't bundled herself up in panties and nighties as she usually did. Nor did he notice the drops of white, male cum dripping from the hole of her pussy.

The fact that her legs were spread and her pink gash was gleaming wetly up at him was enough.

It was causing desire to course through his body. This in turn made his dick rise in lust for the first time in a long time.

Quietly, he disrobed and moved to the bed. Guiding his dick with his hand, he ran the dripping head back and forth across her lips.

Jennie woke up sputtering and pushing him away from her. "Frank, what in the hell are you doing?"

"It's what I'm about to do… fuck you, Jennie!"

"Are you drunk?"

"No, just horny."

"You're crazy," she said, rolling to the other side of the bed. Jennie really didn't want to fuck him, but the sight of a hard cock, any cock, even Frank's, always had an effect on her. She could feel the juice start to run in her pussy.

"C'mere!" Frank growled, reaching across the bed and grasping her shoulder. Roughly, he pulled her toward him.

"Don't, Frank," Jennie shrugged. "Let me sit up. I don't want you to touch me like this."

Frank only tightened his fingers. She labored for breath and squirmed harder, only pushing the wet and swollen lips of her pussy down against the bed and making herself more aroused than ever.

"Oh, God, Frank, don't! You're hurting me… stop!"

"Goddam, Jennie, I wanna fuck you!"

"Why now, at this time of night?"

"Because you're my wife, that's why!"

The pungent aroma of Frank's erection continued to make streams of erotic desire rush through her, but they didn't move her, not until her mouth was pulled down over his throbbing cock. Then she started sucking. It wasn't only because of her husband's superior strength, but also the fact that Jennie loved having a cock, any cock, in her mouth.

Towering above her, Frank relaxed and enjoyed the ecstasy provided by his wife's wildly working mouth. He grasped her huge tits and lifted them so that her erect, ruby nipples stood up like hotly glowing spike-tips. The sight turned him on even more. Shit, he thought, I should have been fucking her more often. She isn't a bad cocksucker at all! His meat felt fantastic in her mouth.

Then, suddenly, he wound his fingers in her hair and yanked her head away sharply. "All right, bitch, that's enough!"

Jennie gasped at his brutality. All she was doing was following orders! "Frank, what the hell is wrong with you tonight?"