Tod gawked at her a moment, then hurriedly began to strip. Carol shrugged out of her rumpled sarong and lay naked on the grass, watching him hungrily. Tod had a hard time getting his skin-tight pants down over his huge erection, but he finally made it. To Lita's surprise, his cock was only average size, a thick six-incher. It was plenty hard, though, pale and blue-veined, bloated almost to bursting.
Carol Barton looked at that fat hard young cock and licked her lips. Her cunt gushed a big flood of creamy juice. She looked like a lioness about to devour a gazelle. There was no tenderness here, no romance, just a powerful mindless lust that could have been satisfied with any good stiff cock.
"Come here, darling," Carol said in a husky purr.
Tod didn't waste any time. He was humble again, anxious to please, and obviously thrilled to be making love to this gorgeous older woman. He started to crawl between her legs, but Carol put out a hand and held him off. She reached for his hugely swollen pale dick and curled her fingers around it, teasingly running her hand up and down the thick milky-white stalk. Tod shivered and moaned softly.
"Let me fuck you," he chanted hoarsely, "let me fuck you… ”
"Don't be impatient, darling," Carol said calmly. "I want to admire your cock first. It's a beauty. I bet it drives the girls wild.”
"I don't care about other girls," Tod said, gritting his teeth as he tried not to come. Carol's hand pumped steadily up and down his achingly swollen prick. "I just want you. Dammit, Carol, stop torturing me. Let me ball you.”
Carol laughed wickedly and slipped her hand under his swollen rosy balls. The huge hot bags rested lightly on her palm. She gave them a little squeeze, and Tod moaned loudly. A big glob of juice bubbled from the hugely swollen head of his cock. His huge muscular body was quivering like a leaf.
"Nice balls, too," Carol purred.
"Dammit, Carol, dammit," Tod whined. "You keep that up, I'm gonna come before I even get into you.”
"Oh, well, we can't have that," said Carol. "That would be terribly frustrating.”
She took her hand away from his crotch and lay back on the grass. Slowly she opened her long legs to him exposing her deliciously pink slit with its fringe of golden curls. Her cunt mouth was small but wet, leaking a little trickle of cream. Tod gawked hungrily at the shadowy little hole, his bloated dick lurching and creaming.
"Now, darling," Carol said huskily. "Put it in me now… ”
Tod moaned and quickly crawled between her legs, his huge pale powerful body dwarfing her slim frame. He slipped his big hands under her pert little ass and raised her a little, bringing the soaked mouth of her twat up to touch the huge bulbous head of his erect cock. He started to push into her, whining. Carol's dainty pink pussylips looked stretched almost to bursting.
"Awwwww, Jesus," Tod moaned, "you're hot in there, baby, so damn hot… "
Carol was no longer cool. As Tod worked his thick rigid meat into her, she arched her slim body to take it, and her teeth gleamed in an ecstatic grin. Her eyes rolled crazily, then closed. She began to whine, a shrill sustained lusty noise. He completed his penetration, his fat red balls sliding to rest against her soaked slit, and she clung to him, clawing his shoulders.
"Christ, are you hung," she moaned. "Not like poor Foster… Ohhhhh, yes, fuck me, darling, fuck meeeee… ”
Tod balled her like a pile driver, slamming his thick meat hard and fast in her juicy little hole. Lita winced, wondering how Carol could take those hard deep powerful lunges-but Carol loved it. She wailed her pleasure and slammed her greedy pussy in time to his strokes.
"Yes, yes, HARD," she wailed, "fuck me hard, rape mee… I love it… ”
Carol's hot excitement was contagious. Lita felt the crotch of her panties getting saturated with her gushing cunt juice, till the sticky steamy stuff leaked right through and trickled down her inner thighs. She was so maddeningly horny, she could hardly lie still. It was definitely time to go find Tony Barton and get him to take care of her dizzying lust.
She waited till Carol and Tod were coming, wailing and moaning so loud they wouldn't hear her retreat. Tod, dripping with sweat, rammed his thick squirting cock savagely in Carol's little gushing hole, and their combined hot juices dripped from her convulsing twat and splattered on the ground.
"Aaaaawwwwwwwwwww," Tod bawled, "Awwwwwww… ”
Lita could still hear him in the distance as she crept away. She hoped for Carol's sake that Foster Barton didn't hear him, too. But from what she'd seen of this crazy family, Foster was probably off behind some other bush committing his own little infidelity. She hurried toward the mansion in search of Tony.
Chapter 5
Lita hadn't noticed Tony Barton among the crowd outdoors, hadn't recognized his voice from behind any of those bushes. She reached the house and slipped inside, making her way quickly through the ground floor. No one paid any attention to her in her maid's uniform. She was just another piece of furniture to them. One drunk old fellow tried to pinch her ass, but she was far too quick for him.
The rooms were crowded with noisy drunken guests, but she didn't see Tony anywhere. She went to the second floor, using the servants' stairs. As she'd expected, all the bedroom doors were closed, and when she pressed her ear against them she could hear the now-familiar sounds of love-making. This wasn't a party, it was a goddamned orgy!
She'd almost given up on finding Tony when she noticed a glass door at the end of the second-floor hall, leading out onto a small balcony. It was the only place in the house she hadn't checked. She crept quietly down the dark hall and peered through the slightly open glass door, out onto the moonlit balcony.
Tony was there, all right, but he wasn't alone.
He leaned against the railing, talking to a very young slim girl with short black curly hair. They were both sipping drinks, chatting away smartly, and looking perfectly calm and correct-except that Tony had the girl's dress open in front and was playing with her tits. He idly fondled and cupped the small pointed breasts, occasionally tweaking her little brown nipples. Lita stopped still, feeling a rush of anger and envy.
Why, that girl's tits were no bigger than lemons, little-girl boobs easily covered by Tony's caressing hands. The girl was skinny, dammit, with little narrow hips like a boy. Even her legs were skinny, extending long and coltish from her short miniskirt. What did Tony want with her when he could have Lita's lush ripe body?
"Well, I guess you know what you're doing, Danielle," Tony was saying, "but it doesn't sound like much fun. The guy's old enough to be your grandfather. It won't be much of a trip being married to him.”
"His money will be a trip," Danielle said coolly. "He's wild about me, buys me everything. I'm getting a silver Jag for my wedding present. Anyhow, Tony, you can't expect me to wait around for you. You're obviously not the marrying kind.”
"You better believe it," Tony grinned. "But I'll miss you, baby. We had some good times. I won't see much of you when you move to France.”
Danielle sighed softly. "Yes, I'll miss fucking you, Tony," she said. "The poor old Baron can't even get it up, at least not long enough to do me any good. But I’ll find some young studs to amuse me. I certainly don't intend to stay faithful to the old goat.”
"Of course not, darling," Tony chuckled, "that would be so old-fashioned." He set his drink down on the railing and moved to embrace her. They kissed, using their tongues deeply. When they drew apart Tony said, "How about one for the road, baby? A goodbye fuck… ”
Danielle laughed. "I'd like that," she said. "Make it a good one, Tony. It can be your wedding present to me.”
"Don't I always make it good?" Tony grinned.
Lita, watching from the crack in the door just a few feet away, seethed with jealousy. Dammit, she wanted Tony's cock for herself tonight. She was achingly horny after watching all those other couples. She wanted to seize Danielle by her short curly hair and fling her right over the balcony. But there was nothing she could do, not if she wanted to keep her job.