Helen's tits jiggled as she moved. God, her tits are luscious! Linda thought.
She watched her aunt take a robe out of the closet. She knew that now Helen would go into the bathroom. Creeping on the porch, Linda moved to the bathroom window and peered inside.
Helen walked in. She closed the door behind her and took off her robe. Now she bent over the tub and showed Linda her hairy cunt from the rear.
Linda gazed fascinated at her aunt's ass. She watched as Helen turned the water on and stepped into the tub. The woman sat there as the water filed the tub. She leaned back. Linda could see her knees. She knew that Helen's thighs were spread.
Now Helen seemed to be looking down at her pussy. Her hands were near her cunt. Her aunt began a rhythmic pumping motion, and Linda gasped as she realized that Helen was jerking off.
The older woman's arm moved faster now as she finger-fucked herself in frenzy. Linda could see that her cunt was close to coming. Helen's features were distorted with passion.
Linda could hear the water splashing around in the tub as Helen continued pumping her hand. She regretted not being able to see more. She wanted to see Helen's fingers rubbing her cunt.
Now Helen was groaning. She looked like a wild bitch in heat, sitting there in the bathtub playing with her pussy. And then the orgasm came. Helen stiffened and moaned. She slumped down in the tub and raised her knees up.
For a moment Helen's head was lost from view, and Linda giggled as she wondered if her aunt had drowned. Then Helen's head reappeared. There was a soft smile on her face. She began humming.
Linda chuckled softly and crept away from the window. What she really wanted was to see her aunt fuck. God, what a blast that would be!
Returning to her room, the teenage girl stretched out on her bed with her fingers fluttering over her cunt lips. Watching her aunt masturbate had turned her on. She began strumming her clit, moaning softly and writhing on the bed as she remembered the lushness of her aunt's naked body. Her finger working frantically in the wet swamp of her young pussy, she soon brought herself off. When she recovered her senses, she giggled and started finger fucking herself all over again.
CHAPTER SIX
The first time Linda found herself alone in the Dawson house with Frank, her pussy quivered with excitement. Frank was stretched out on a chaise lounge on the back lawn.
"Have a beer," he grinned.
"I don't drink beer," Linda said.
"Well, then have a Coke," he said. "In any case, sit down."
She blushed. She was irritated at herself for being turned on so easily. She was conscious of the way her skimpy haltertop revealed her tits.
"You've got a great little figure," Frank said, his eyes roving up and down her body. Linda's pussy fluttered. Of all the men in the Dawson family, Frank turned her on the most. He was the only one she hadn't fucked. She wondered if he really found her attractive. She wondered if he ever fucked teenage girls. He was certainly friendly enough. He had a dazzling smile. The way he looked at her certainly made her pussy quiver!
She remembered how she had watched him fucking Marcia. The excitement of the memory made her tremble. She remembered what he looked like with his clothes off. She remembered his thick dangling cock and his hairy balls.
She had fucked each of his three sons, but she knew that fucking Frank would be much more exciting. She blushed when she thought about it. She imagined him between her thighs pumping away at her pussy. She was conscious of the way his eyes feasted on her scantily clad body.
They made small talk. Frank asked her a number of questions about her aunt. He seemed very interested in Helen. Linda was a little jealous, but she was amused at the idea of Frank fucking her aunt. What a gas that would be.
"I've got some work to do in the kitchen," Frank said. "Come on inside and keep me company."
Linda followed him inside. She quickly found out about his so-called work. As soon as they were in the kitchen, he put his arms around her and kissed her. She was shocked. She found herself pushing against his body. She could feel the bulge of his cock pressing against her belly. When the kiss was, over, Frank looked down at her with a mischievous grin.
"We've got all afternoon," he said. "Marcia and the boys on the other side of town. Let's have a little party, honey."
Linda stood there dumbfounded and watched him strip off his clothes. The sight of his big cock swaying back and forth like a heavy baseball bat made her pussy twitch faster. Her heart beat with excitement. She knew she'd be a fool to pass up a chance like this. The problem was that she had no idea how to act with him. He was old enough to be her father!
"I don't know about this," she mumbled.
"Hell," Frank chuckled, "just relax and have some fun, kid. You like to fuck, don't you?"
That she did! It was a perfect opportunity. She had no idea when she'd be alone with him again.
She kept her eyes on his big cock as he moved toward her now. Wrapping his arms around her once more, he kissed her again. His thick tongue pushed into her mouth. Her body melted against his.
She shivered as his hands moved down to clutch her ass cheeks. She was feverish with lust. She could feel the hot cunt juice gushing out between her swollen cunt lips.
Stepping back, Frank grinned at her. "Come on, kid. Get those clothes off. If I do it, I might rip something!"
Trembling, Linda kicked off her shoes. She avoided his eyes as she slipped off her haltertop and peeled down her shorts and panties. When she looked at him again, she could see the hot lust in his eyes as he ogled her heavy tits.
"Christ!" he grunted. "You've sure got a pair of tits, haven't you, kid?"
Linda blushed. She stared at his stiff cock, at his pale blue-veined cock shaft, at his fat purple cock head. She could see the juice brimming in his piss hole. She feasted her eyes on his big hairy balls. Her pussy quivered. Her cunt ached to be filled. The insides of her thighs were wet with her warm cunt juice.
Pulling back her shoulders, she stuck out her big tits as though to challenge him.
Frank chuckled. His heavy cock swaying, he moved towards her and grabbed her tits.
He cupped her heavy tits, squeezing and molding them. He pinched her large pink nipples.
Linda closed her eyes and trembled under the touch of his fingers. God, how good it felt! "You're a hot little piece!" he grunted.
She giggled. "Does that bother you?"
"You've been screwing all the boys," he said.
She giggled again. "Only one at a time."
He ran his hands down her back to cup her ass cheeks. He groaned at the lovely feel of her flesh in his fingers. She was a gorgeous little dish, a hot young cunt who loved to fuck.
Moaning, Linda pressed herself against his body and wriggled her ass under his hands. She let him lead her to the master bedroom. She was eager for it now. Her cunt throbbed with anticipation.
They walked down the hall with one of his hands holding a jiggling tit and his thumb massaging her nipple. By the time he got her to the bed, she was shaking with lust.
She stretched out and opened her legs to show him her creaming pussy. She held her big tits in her hands and squeezed them.
"Fuck me!" she groaned. "Do it now!"
Frank chuckled. He had no intention of rushing things. A girl like Linda had to be tasted piece by piece.
Linda gazed at him through half-closed eyes. She lay there trembling, waiting for him, sure that he would know how to drive her wild. That was what she wanted. She wanted him to fuck her blind!
She still found it difficult to believe that they were actually doing it, that she was actually about to fuck Frank Dawson. Fucking boys was one thing. This was a grown-up man. She'd never fucked a man his age and she was a little afraid.