"Back that big fucker up and hit the Goddamned dock again!" he called to the girl and the woman still locked together in writhing passion on the bridge.
There was such confusion, and so much attention on the pair in a lusty tangle on the bridge, no one in the crowd noticed when the grinning old dockmaster stepped off the front of the boat.
And no one noticed that Judd Simpson and his brother Doolie had jumped on at the rear…
CHAPTER FOUR
Judd thought they should stay out of sight until the houseboat cleared the harbor. Thats where it was headed, straight into the main part of the lake as though nothing had happened.
When Alice recovered from the explosive tremors of her climax, she pulled Janey off the wheel and took control, shaken by the experience, too horribly embarrassed by her own sudden lust to even think of stopping and having to face all those who had witnessed the lewd display of wanton, impulsive desire.
Jancy slumped to the floor of the bridge and sat with her back leaning against the wall, her eyes glazed, her lips still trembling. Seeing Alice with her mother had given her a clue that there was a hidden side to the woman's nature that she'd never seen or even suspected before. But never would she have thought she'd do anything like what they'd just done.
The young girl could not help thinking it was a shame Alice was so often ruled by the strictly conventional, almost prudish side of her mind. She had a fantastic figure, abundant and soft. Her long black hair had a faint metallic sheen of silver, a sign of her age that added depth and luster to tbe look of her hair.
Alice was about thirty-five, Janey thought – the same age as her mother, give or take a year. Her flawness skin had the rich color of cream. It contrasted beautifully with her flowing raven hair, a study in sharp contrast just like the rest of her.
Alice took great pains and was obviously proud of her regal beauty. She had her hair done so perfectly, piled and swirled elegantly atop her head. Janey thought it strange to see her now with it worn loose, stirred by the breeze and gleaming with a natural shimmer in the later afternoon sun.
She wore only the most fashionable clothes, trimly tailored suits that were stunning in their simplicity and timeless style. Janey thought she must have spent a fortune trying to make herself alluring to men. But underneath, the girl had thought her to be a frigid bitch.
Alice was wearing tight, flame-red shorts now. The soft fabric swelled with the flare of her hips and strained to cover her lush asscheeks. Above, she wore a crisp white blouse slightly rumpled now and damp with the sweat of lusty exertion. It had a narrow, ruffled collar that plunged into a deep Y between the woman's soft, still heaving tits. Even Janey had to admit, the new Alice looked sexy as hell! And she smiled, wondering when she might get her hands and her hungry lips on her fantastic tits.
Her mother's usual look was a study in the opposite extreme, as though Jana went out of her way to appear dull and uninteresting. She went around with her hair in curlers most of time. She had a closet full of drab housedresses that effectively hid the subtle curves of her girlish figure. In any one of them she looked like five pounds of flour poured into a ten-pound sack.
Her hair was a mousy brown, dull and lifeless looking even when she got it out of curlers. No wonder her father Frank seldom got his cock up any more!
But beneath her drab costume and look of dreary respectability, Jana was a woman unafraid to give vent to her natural desires. Her affair with the repairman showed Janey that, and the way she and Alice had mouthed each other's cunts showed it even more.
Since then, Janey had noticed a subtle change. Her mother did something to enhance the sheen of her hair. When she came aboard the boat, Janey noticed it shining in the sun with a rich, dark luster. Her clothes fit snugly, revealing the slender grace of her lean, athletic body. And what she did with the dockmaster – that completely blew Janey's mind!
Now that the true natures of the two women had been revealed, Janey began to wonder what kind of man it would take to tame and truly satisfy them. One thing the sexy young teen knew for sure – sshe couldn't do it by herself!
CHAPTER FIVE
Judd Simpson stood six-foot-two in his stocking feet and weighed two hundred twenty-five pounds – all of it sinewy muscle spread in rippled waves on his powerful frame. And nature had blessed him with a cock to match his size and enormous strength.
At twenty-five, Judd was the oldest of the surviving Simpson brothers, a somber giant with dark and brooding eyes. An older brother who would have headed the family – what was left of it – had been killed in combat in Vietnam.
Doolie was twenty, slightly smaller and less bitter than Judd. He kept trying to make things work out, but every time he got an idea, some shithead with a thick book of rules slapped him down.
With the money the family had gotten for the land, Doolie thought they might open a little bar and a bait shop at the north end of the lake where the fishing was best. But he found it would take two years to get all the necessary permits. And by then, they didn't have near as much money as they thought they would.
The tax people said they'd made a huge profit selling their land to the state, so they grabbed a big hunk of it. When that happened, the idea of a bar and a bait shop went down the drain. The day they lost their option on the lakefront parcel and all they'd put into permits and an Environmental Impact Report, they got word from the Alcohol Control Board that their application for a liquor license had been denied.
It all gave Doolie one simple answer in every situation he'd faced since. Fuck them! Fuck them all!
Doolie and Judd would have been drawn to the lovely trio on the houseboat no matter what. But when they saw the woman with coal-black hair sucking out a young cunt while the boat roared and crashed its way around the harbor area, that made their appeal irresistible. They thought at last they'd found some hot pussy as wild and reckless as they'd become. The only thing they hadn't figured out was which one to fuck first.
Janey walked into the lounge at the back of the boat, on her way to the second cabin to change. Alice had broken the strings of her tiny bikini, so now she was carrying the loose pieces in her hand when she saw the two rugged men leaning back on the couch with their long legs and heavy boots stretched across the table.
"Holy shit!" she said in surprise. "That old fart said the boat came equipped with everything we needed… but I didn't know that included two great cocks!"
Seeing Janey in just her net top swelled both of their long pricks with sudden lust. And the girl just stared at the bulges in their crotches, making no effort to cover the sweat-glazed curves of her youthful figure.
Judd glared with his dark and probing eyes. Doolie grinned, slightly embarrassed by the rapid swelling of his cock. He looked her up and down, but his lusty gaze kept drifting to the firm little mound of her blonde-fringed cunt.
"You're cute," Doolie said. He liked her little turned-up button nose and marveled the way the hard nipples of her tits turned upward the same way. "You're damn cute!"
Janey answered with her usual brashness: "I know… and you two aren't so bad either."
She liked the younger one best. He seemed less menacing. But she could not help wondering what kind of cock power came with the others' smoldering look.
"I'm Judd," he said in a rough voice. His craggy face looked as tanned and tough as a saddle leather. "This here's Doolie."
Janey didn't think to say her name. She'd begun to feel an instinctive wariness. They way they both leered brought on a tingling chill. She stood rigid like a startled fawn, then suddenly she dropped one hand to cover her downy-fleeced cunt while she swept her other arm up and across her chest to hide her nipples from their lusty gaze.