She took a long time, opening her own can of beer after she had opened his. Then she came around the table and sat down close to him on the couch. “Who's winning?” “L.A.,” he answered, hoping they still were. He hadn't really paid attention to the game since Mary Kay arrived. She used one hand to lift her heavy, dark hair from the back of her neck, then scratched the back of her head. The motion of her arm lifted and shifted one heavy boob in an incredible circular motion. When she brought her hand back down, she let it rest casually on his thigh. His cock swelled. He felt he should move her hand off him, but didn't. “Hot today,” she commented.
“Very,” he agreed. “Makes me wish I was naked. Do you like being naked?” “Uh…” “It's so cool being naked,” she went on. “I love the feel of nothing but air, all over my body. It's a very sexy feeling. Does Jan go around naked a lot?” She didn't wait for an answer. “My family goes around, naked a lot. I sleep naked, and when I get up in the morning, I just walk downstairs the way I am, and have breakfast that way. Some days I go around naked all day, from morning until night.” Harry was sweating as heavily as his can of beer.
His mind was full of images of Mary Kay nude, eating, walking, sitting. “I've got very big breasts,” Mary Kay continued. “But I don't need a bra at all. I'm glad-'cause that way I can get away with wearing almost nothing when I go out. Sometimes I wear just a thin dress, and nothing at all underneath it. I can feel the air go right through the cloth, touch me between my legs and everywhere. It's a neat, almost naked feeling, even while I'm in a crowd. I brush up against men and can feel how warm they are. I get really hot that way.” “Uh, I don't know when Jan'll be back,” Harry stammered.
“That's all right,” Mary Kay said easily. “I don't mind waiting.
Besides, she's a girl. What would it matter if she saw me naked?”
“Huh? I don't…” “I'm going to get naked, Mr. Chambers,”
Mary Kay announced. “You've seen naked girls before, and I don't mind you seeing me naked. It's too hot to have all these clothes on.”
Leaning forward, she set her beer on the table. Her back to him, she lifted her heavy hair and exposed the tie at the back of her neck.
“Would you untie me, please, Mr. Chambers?” she asked softly.
Harry leaned forward like he was in a trance, and undid the knot.
She held the halter against her breasts with one hand. “Do the one on my back, too, please,” she asked politely. Harry did. His heart was hammering and his cock was throbbing. The baseball game was completely forgotten. Mary Kay's back was very tan, very smooth, very soft, and very alluring. Sitting back, she casually removed the bib that concealed her breasts. Harry wheezed stupidly at the sight of her huge, perfect boobs-full, rounded, with large areolae, and pert, erect nipples. There were triangular pale patches from where her bathing suit had covered her. Mary Kay didn't stop. She unbuttoned the big brass button at the waist of her hacked-off jeans.
She ran the zipper down, and pale skin, then dark hair, came into view. Hooking her thumbs in the waist of her now loose pants, she lifted her hips and shoved her jeans down and off, completely exposing herself to him. She sat back, and propped her feet up on the coffee table. Her legs were graceful, curvy and full, yet not fat. Her thick black bush huddled between the tops of her thighs. Her belly was lushly rounded. Because of the way she was sitting, her breasts did sag a little-but not unattractively. After taking a drink of beer, Mary Kay set the cold can on her pubic bush. Harry watched as she eased her thighs apart and worked the can down between her legs, twisting and turning it, blatantly stimulating herself. It was an insane situation. There he was, fully clothed, sitting next to a naked eighteen-year-old girl while she masturbated herself with a beer can.
Still working the beer can against her hairy cunt, Mary Kay drew her knees up slowly and let her thighs open even farther. Her nipples were rock hard. “So-o hot!” Mary Kay purred. Still working the beer can against her pussy with one hand, she slid the other over into Harry's lap and squeezed the thrusting tower of his cock. Then she deftly unzipped his fly and exposed his bulb-capped penis. Her hand looked very small curled around his master prick. A few wisps of black pubic hair had escaped with his organ. She pumped her hand up and down on his phallus. A thick drop of lubricant spilled down over her fingers, making them slip sensuously along his hot flesh. She smeared his meat with the slippery fluid. The purple glans shone brightly with a high gloss. Setting her beer aside, she twisted and turned and straddled Harry. Her open cunt was directly over his cock. Her full breasts were inches from his face. He buried his head in the soft, delicately scented valley between her boobs. Turning his head, scraping her soft skin with his whiskers, he groped around for a moment, then located one of her nipples. As he sucked on it, he felt pubic hair around the head of his cock, then hot wet flesh. She sank down on his prick, and his meat was engulfed by her vagina. She settled down on him until the full length of his cock was in her body.
She moved, up and down, up and down. The friction of her hot vaginal walls brought his prick to the flash point in moments. She felt him coming and jammed down on him so he spurted his thick waves of come deep into her belly. She milked him with her vagina, but he knew, even as he jetted his sperm into her hole, that she had not come. She had brought him off with deft skill. And Mary Kay was part of the crowd Jan was running around with? Harry was suddenly terribly uncertain of his daughter s innocence. “Now it's my turn,” Mary Kay said, lifting off him. His cock drooped out of her pussy, dribbled thick fluid onto his pants. She lifted higher, and higher, and higher. Her torso passed slowly in front of his face, and then her pussy was right in front of him. Her thick black curls were matted and sticky from the quick screwing, and there was the heavy odor of sex-semen and female lubricant. “Eat me,” Mary Kay whispered, stroking Harry's head, combing her fingers through his silver hair. “Eat me,” she repeated, pulling his head forward. Harry's nose drove through her thick bush, his mouth found her soft, hairy labia. He pressed his tongue into her hot, steamy nest, licked the wet, slick folds of her flesh.
He bored into her hot tunnel. He worked his jaw in her soft, quivering pussy. “Stick your tongue in my vagina,” Mary Kay moaned. “See how far you can reach. Taste me! Taste my juices, and your come! Eat it all up!” Smothering in her humid folds, Harry tried his best to do as she asked. He found the act fiendishly exciting. He drove his tongue deep into the wet, salty-metallic folds of her vagina. His cheeks and nose blanketed by her hot, soft, moist pussy, he drilled his tongue into her cunt. Mary Kay was tangling and twisting strands of his hair around her fingers. Then she jammed him into her crotch and pressed her pussy down on his face. Harry managed to look up. She towered over him. Her monster breasts shook and shuddered as she writhed and twisted in the throes of her ecstasy. “Now my clit,” Mary Kay moaned. “Suck my clit!” ' Harry tipped his head back farther, yanked his tongue from the streaming depths of her vagina and ripped it up along her hot wet slit. He stroked it across her protuberant bud and she convulsed violently. Flattening his tongue against her nerve button, Harry stroked it hard. “Aawww,” Mary Kay growled. “Now suck it, suck it, suck it, SUCK IT!” Harry pursed his lips around her clit and sucked, drawing it away from her body and into his mouth. When the little bud was out of its shielding hood, he applied the suction she had pleaded for. Maintaining the vacuum, he battered the resilient little bump with his tongue.
Then Mary Kay's full weight came down on his face, jamming his head into the back of the couch. Her pelvis began to squirm and twist, making it hard for him to keep hold of her clitoris, but somehow he managed. He felt thick waves of fluid pouring out of her. They streamed down over his chin where it ground into the end of her vagina. His face sinewed with her fragrant secretions, he tried to suck her clit right off her. He was also tonguing it at the same time.