Jeff Collins: Hot to trot neighbors

"Nothing that some of your pussy won't cure." Jennie felt the steady upward force of his hand puffing her hair. She was forced to rise. She was then forced to twirl around and was thrust unceremoniously to her knees. Her tits were mashed down upon the sheet and her ass was defenseless and exposed. She began to whimper as she felt his knees force her calves apart. A small gasp of fear escaped her wet lips as she felt his blood-bloated cock press against the tightly clenched lips of her cunt.

"Jesus, Frank, can't you be gentle for once?"

"Sure, sure, baby, I'll be gentle."

Looking down at his cock, Frank saw the head pressed so tightly against those quivering lips of tender flesh that he himself wondered if it would hurt. But, throwing caution to the winds, he began to press forward, placing his broad and powerful hands on her trembling, soft hips. As he watched, the skin of those wet cuntal lips opened, titillating him and arousing him to further lust.

"Aaarrgghhh!" Jennie shrieked as she felt his abrupt shove against her delicate pussy. "No, Frank, stop! It hurts!"

Frank smiled, pretending not to hear her cries. With a fast fuck of his powerful hips, he shot the apple-sized head of his tremendous dick right into those clenched cuntlips, causing her to scream even louder.

"Aaaaeeeeee! God, you're killing me!" Jennie began to sob and beat her hands on the bed, trying to wriggle free. But her wild flailings only served to excite him more.

"You're an animal, Frank!" Jennie hissed. "You always were and you always will be!"

"Shut up and fuck me back!"

He grasped the quivering, screaming woman by the hips even harder, and jammed in again, sinking his shaft and knob an inch farther into the almost ripped sheath of the lightly clasping cunt. God, she was tight!

A film of glistening perspiration covered his face as he jammed in, harder and more savage each time. He pulled almost all the way out, and then, with all the brute force he could muster, he slammed forward, sinking his dick all the way into the hilt. His pelvis smacked against her ass cheeks with a wet slapping sound and then, a split second later, the room was rent by a screech, the like of which few men have ever heard.

"You shitass, you prick sonofabitch!"

"Take it, you cunt, take my big dick!"

Now, slithering in, his pelvis smacked wetly against the cool white orbs of her ass cheeks. All the way in, he would flex his tremendous prick, teasing her. Then, almost frighteningly fast, he would withdraw. After a short pause, he would slam in once again, his hot hands completely full of her luxurious tits.

Each thrust dashed another shred of Jennie's reserve as each thrust increased her body temperature, until she was almost on fire. She found herself biting her lip to keep from calling out for more.

Frank had more staying power than he had ever shown before. It became more than she could stand. Jennie involuntarily bucked back, trying to coax him to go faster into her. Perversely, he seemed to pause just at the crucial moment, and she was burning with erotic desire. It wasn't fair! With a cock like his, he should go fast and hard, fucking her for all he was worth!

"Damn it!" she finally exploded, her voice coarse and husky with sex. "Fuck me harder! Go faster, you bastard!"

Behind her, Frank laughed loudly. "So you like old Frank's dick after all, huh?"

"Yes, yes, you bastard, fuck me! Fuck my brains out!"

Each thrust of his magnificent rod rasped against the erect nerve end of her clitoris, making her writhe in lust. Jennie thrust her buttocks back, rotating those white cheeks in an attempt to grind her, inner cuntal muscles against that monumental shaft of Frank's erect dick.

"You want your fucking real fast, is that it, you bitch?" Frank crooned as he held his cock still in her gyrating cunt.

"God yes! PleeeaaasssE!" Jennie cried out. She was desperate. She simply had to be totally fucked, even if it was by her asshole of a husband.

"Beg then, bitch! Tell me that you'll do anything! Say that you'll do anything I say if I fuck you good and fast with my cock! Say it, bitch!"

"Yes!" she blurted without hesitation. "God, yesssss! I'll do anything to have you fuck me with your cock! Fast, Frank, fast! Hard! Hard!"

Every last shred of anger had been stripped from her now, and all she desired was that hot, throbbing meat surging into the craving depths of her pussy. "Oh Godddd yessssss!!!!" she shrieked.

"That's it, Frank! Ooohhhhhhh, God, yesssss!"

All of a sudden she was coming, coming like a bolt of lightning on his ramming, skewering dick.

"Goddd! Oh shit! I'm coommminnnng! I'mmaaaaakiiiinnnnng it!" She slammed back to meet his every thrust. Her body was exploding. The whole world seemed to be crashing in on it suddenly, squashing it into a mass of pure sexual energy.

Frank was also coming, but as his balls released their straining load of squirming cum and sent it slithering up his shaft and spurting like scalding steam into the buttery depths of her insanely working cunt. Jennie had slumped forward and, for all he knew, she was dead.

He shot his load into her.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh, eyahhhhhh!" he bellowed, arching and straining against the white softness of her ass cheeks, his hands still clutching her creamy tits. Spurt after spurt filled the lush canal of her sucking cunt. Finally he was done and fell over her.

They lay like that for a long time, until Jennie heard Frank's low, guttural snores. Then she rolled him over and slid from the bed.

"You bastard," she hissed down at his sleeping form, and crossed the room to the bath.

Through the other door to the connecting bath, Jennie saw Louise. The young girl's eyes were wide with fright. "You heard?"

"Yes," Louise gulped. "Are you… are you all right?"

Jennie smiled. "Yeah. Yes, honey, I'm all right. A little sore, maybe, but all right."

"What happened?"

"Louise, baby, it's time you grew up. Your father decided he wanted to rip off a morning fuck, that's all. We were fucking, baby."

"It sounded as though he was killing you!"

"Yeah," Jennie chuckled. "It probably did. That should be a lesson for you."

"What?"

"Be careful about the first man you let in your panties, and be very careful about the one you marry!"

"Mother!"

"Oh, baby, go to bed."

"Mother, I… I want to tell you…"

"Yes? What is it, honey?"

"Nothing."

Louise turned and closed the door behind her. Jennie slipped into the shower, almost thankful that Louise had heard the whole thing. It was about time the girl started to grow up.

On her bed, Louise buried her face in her pillow and wept.

"I should have told her," the young girl gasped. "I should have told her! God, how can he do it? How can he fuck a young girl like Alice Hays and then come home and practically rape his wife?"

Again that night, Louise dreamed that she was getting fucked. And, once again, the man fucking her was her father.

Early Monday morning, Frank returned to the city and work. Louise spent the morning walking through her summer job at the drug store. Her mind was in turmoil. She waited to tell her mother about her father and Alice Hays, but she was afraid if what might happen if she did.

She also sensed that there was more, that perhaps she didn't know the whole stow.

At one o'clock, she got a call from Eunice Wilson.

"I'm here, Louise, I'm here! When can you come over? I've got so much to tell you about last winter!"

"I get off in an hour," Louise excitedly replied. "I'll see you right after, and I've got a lot to tell you, too… an awfully lot!"

Louise replaced the receiver on the pay phone and turned to stare directly into the handsome face of Paul Hays.