Donna Allen: Back door neighbours

"Christ, I'm not that old!"

Lauren giggled. "You're old enough to have a grown daughter."

"And a busted marriage. I think Helen and I are going to split."

"Really? Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Mmmm, your balls are big, aren't they?"

"Come on, let's go to the bedroom."

Her fingers gripping his nuts, Lauren chuckled. "All right, let's."

She held his cock with her hand as they walked to the bedroom. When they were on the bed, their arms encircled each other. Their lips fused in a hot kiss. Lauren ran her fingers back I and forth over his hip. Ben slipped a hand inside her panties to grab her ass. What an ass she had. A meaty hot ass made for fucking.

He was hot for assfucking these days. He'd fucked Pat Reed's ass and now he wanted Lauren's. He had an idea she would go for it. In his experience, women who had meaty asses usually liked to get the workout in there. Lauren intrigued him because she had such a clean girl-next-door look. Nice All-American girl with a lush ass.

Lauren tickled his cock as he peeled her panties off, he continued fondling her asscheeks. Then his hand slipped around to cover her cunt. He curled his fingers between her thick cuntlips, the tip of his middle finger traveling up and down inside her gash. Her snatch began to quiver and in a moment she groaned and shoved her tits in his face.

One finger in her cunthole now, his finger up to the hilt in her cunt. When she spread her thighs apart, his knuckles jammed against her gash, his finger jerking in and out of her cunthole.

She rolled away from him, rolled over on her back and moaned as she squeezed her tits with her hands. She opened her legs wide to fully expose her meaty cunt. Brew lowered his head to kiss the insides of her thighs. He ran exploring finger up and down her thighs and over her belly. Then his face moved and kissed the blonde fur of her plump pussy.

She hunched her ass off the bed as his tongue lapped at her open cunt. Her thighs spread wider, her ass rising up, her pussy humping at his face as his tongue worked in her pussy.

The tip of his tongue narrowed and entered the slot of her cunthole. Then it was out again, crawling between her cuntlips, then back down again to push inside her cunt-channel.

Finally it was time for him to get started on what he wanted. Clutching her asscheeks with both hands, he ran one fingertip back and forth over the puckered rise of her asshole.

Lauren groaned as his finger pushed in. "Oh yes!"

"Just the tip."

"I don't care, do what you want!"

"You like getting fucked there?"

She groaned again. "You can do it if you're careful."

He made her roll over on her belly, and then he scrambled around to jam his knees between her thighs. He lowered his chest over her back, pressing against her as she lay there with her cheek on the pillow.

He wriggled his hard cock inside her asscrack, holding her shoulders as he breathed on her neck. "What do you like to use? Vaseline?"

"There's some in the nightstand."

Ben snickered. "You get it from Jim, huh?"

"Don't talk about Jim."

"Hell, he's probably giving it to Helen too." He pulled away from her to get the tube of lube out of the nightstand drawer. A twitch of lust went through his belly as he looked over at her. She looked so beautiful like that, bent ever with her tits hanging down and her ass in the air.

"I'd like to see you in a waist-cincher sometime. One of those things that pull a girl's waist in. Bare tits on top and bare ass on the bottom. I bet you'd look great in one of those things."

Lauren was amused. "Come on, lover! Hurry up and fuck me!"

He greased his cock with the lube, and then he moved behind her and dabbed some of the lubricant on her asshole.

She thrust her ass up from the bed. His cock slid down the valley of her asscrack until his knob was poised just under her asshole. He raised up on his knees, balanced his weight on one elbow and used his free hand to aim his prick. She moaned as his cockhead nestled against her asshole, and then he drew her legs up under her so that she had her ass hanging and her legs bent like the legs of a frog.

"That's the way, baby!"

"Fuck me, you bastard! Get your cock in there!"

His knob sank into the hot tunnel of her ass.

He drew back and shoved forward again, sinking another few inches up her burning asshole. Her ass began swinging from side to side, her asshole puffing his cock back and forth. For a moment he watched her ass moving without doing anything, then he started moving again, wiggling his ass, ramming his cock home until his balls pressed against her blonde-fringed cunt.

"How is it?"

She groaned. "Oh God, it's good!"

"Why don't I hold still and you do the moving. Just keep sucking on my cock with your asshole."

She did what he wanted, churning her ass, then pulling and pushing to get her asshole sliding over his cockshaft. He gazed down at it with hot eyes, at the way her asshole seemed stretched a mile wide by his thick cockshaft, at the way her asshole pouted like a hungry mouth each time she pulled forward.

Her ass began to ripple. Her asshole was like a cunt now. He felt his cock stroked by the ripples and spasms in her ass, his cock squeezed and milked by her shit-chute.

He was too hot to hold out much longer. He clenched his teeth and grunted. His ass flew back, then shot forward. Her ass met him, her asshole sucking at his throbbing cock. He skewered her, his hipbones smashing into the cheeks of her ass with each thrust, the thick base of his cock stretching her asshole another fraction of an inch as he ground himself against her body.

No end, he thought. Her ass had no end. If his cock was a foot long he could still use it in there. And she would love it. All that hot cock jammed up her shitter.

"Now," she said.

"Now what?"

"Do it now, you bastard! Shoot it up my ass!"

He roared like a bull as he came. He slammed in, grinding against her ass, crying out as the hot juice poured out of him to flood her shithole.

Christ, what a fuck he thought. Damn Helen and the trouble she was making for him. Here they were having such a good time and Helen had to go spoil it.

"Here's to a nice afternoon," Ben said.

He smiled at them. He'd brought his daughter with him to Pat's house. Cindy hadn't been too keen about it and she was still reluctant. But when Ben insisted, she agreed to do it. "Just for you, Daddy."

Pat's eyes were bright. She'd been playing tennis all morning and she still wore her tennis outfit. She smiled at Cindy, her eyes on the thrust of the teenager's young tits, on her blonde peaches-and-cream complexion.

Pat was hungry for the girl. She'd never made it with a girl so young, at least not since her high school days. And in those days of course she'd been too young to know much. Now here was this luscious teenager with that sexy body and a hot look in her eyes. Oh yes, Pat thought. What a lovely dish of ice cream.

They chatted a while, Pat seated beside Cindy with one of Cindy's hands in hers.

Finally Ben said he was glad they were all together.

"We'll have a ball," he said.

Cindy looked coy as she smiled at them. "What are we going to do?"

Ben snickered. "What would you like, honey?"

"Well, it's not up to me, is it?"

"We'll have fun," Pat said, her eyes on the swell of the girl's tits under her blouse. "You like having fun, don't you?"

Ben was amused. He was dying to see them together. Cindy had already admitted to him that she'd had her pussy sucked by a lesbian teacher at school. What he wanted was to see the two women together, Pat and his daughter, two of them sucking each other off. Maybe they would work on him too, but the important thing this first time was to get them together.