"Right on!" Billy accepted her offer with a big smile and closed the door.
CHAPTER SEVEN
As eventful as her first week at her new home had been, Sandy could not believe how dull the next week was. Uncle Jack cast a lot of glances her way, but there just never seemed to be enough time to be together when Aunt Ronda and the boys weren't around for anything good to happen.
It was the same story with Billy and even Brad. The frustrated little nymph was so horny that she could barely restrain herself from attacking one of the boys as they passed her in the hallway.
"Man, I gotta figure some way to get some cock!" Sandy muttered as she lay by the pool. She eyed the boys and Uncle Jack hungrily.
"Anything wrong dear?" Aunt Ronda asked from her deck chair across the pool. "That's a mighty big frown!"
Sandy smiled at her voluptuous aunt. "No, I was just a little homesick there for a moment," the teenager lied convincingly to her beautiful guardian.
"Well, that's understandable, dear," Ronda replied. "But we are doing everything possible to make you feel at home here."
Sandy kept her phony smile on her face and nodded. The first week I sure felt at home! she thought to herself.
"Too bad we can't take Sandy with us to the party tonight at the Chestersons'," Jack said. His wife shot him a glance that was both curious and slightly hostile. "But she wouldn't exactly fit in with all us old fogeys, of course!" he added hastily.
"Of course she wouldn't!" Aunt Ronda laughed tensely as she got up and motioned for her husband to follow her into the house.
Billy looked at Sandy, then his mother. He knew he had to go to the game, a double-header. It was the last game of the regular season and his team had to win both games to get into the play-offs. He let out a deep, regretful sigh in Sandy's direction, then followed his parents into the house.
Sandy watched them disappear inside. Her gaze turned toward Brad, her good-looking, cruel cousin. She wasn't really crazy about the idea of fucking him, but her pussy wanted a cock in it tonight and Brad's massive prick would more than fill the bill!
"Well, what are you up to this evening, studly?" she asked Brad in her lowest, most seductive tone.
"Unfortunately, hot stuff, I have to go over to the college and get my ass orientated tonight," Brad said with a sardonic grin, knowing that he was blowing all of Sandy's plans.
"Couldn't you go some other night?" Sandy asked quickly, crushed that he would rather tour a campus and attend some boring orientation lecture than stick his thick cock up her tiny pussy.
"I'd love to, baby, but duty calls!" the boy stood up and started for the house. "See, there's a couple of us that are supposed to go to this shit college if we don't get accepted pretty soon at some place out of town, and I'm driving them tonight. They'll get a little pissed if I don't pick 'em up like I'm supposed to, and these boys are big!"
The tall, lanky eighteen-year-old sauntered across the patio and stopped in front of the little blonde's chaise lounge. She could see the bulge in his tight swimming trunks as he stood in front of her, rocking back and forth on his toes and heels.
"How about a quick suck off before I leave, just for old time's sake, kid?" he asked nonchalantly.
"Here?" Sandy's eyes widened. "Your mom might come out those doors any second, or your dad! Or they might look out their window and see me sucking your cock! Is that what you want?"
Brad grinned. "I don't give a fuck about them, baby!"
Sandy felt herself wavering. She was so horny that the feel of a man's prick in her mouth and the taste of his spurting jizz would probably cause a mini-orgasm in her tight little cunt. But, on the other hand, the chances for getting caught were tremendous and if she did, there would probably be an explosion so big it would blow her well rounded ass right back to her dull hometown. Then she would never get a chance to fuck Uncle Jack or cute cousin Billy, again!
"I've got an idea!" she told Brad with a sexy smile as she stood up. The girl edged around so that she was on her way into the house. "Since you it such a sexy… studly… dude. Why don't you… suck yourself off, asshole!"
Giggling at the way brad's confident smile had faded to an enraged grimace, Sandy trotted into the family room and down the hall. She heard the muscular boy running a few paces behind her. Only her head start made it possible for her to get into her room, slam the door, and lock it a second before Brad's fist hammered against it.
"You little prick-teaser!" he whispered angrily. "I'll get you for that! I promise!"
Sandy laughed aloud and heard Brad muttering curses as he headed for his room. She giggled and left the door locked until everyone, including her hot-headed cousin, had left for the evening.
Sandy switched off the vibrator and drew it out of her soupy cunt. She licked off her dripping cunt-honey until the slender white cylinder was clean.
Temporarily satisfied, Sandy slipped the artificial cock back into its hiding place beneath her mattress and turned out the lamp beside her bed. The hot little blonde looked at the clock next to the lamp. It was ten-thirty and no one was home yet.
Sighing, Sandy nestled her naked body into the covers and closed her eyes. The vibrator was good, but she would have eagerly gone after a fucking from Billy's stiff, cunt-pleasing cock if the boy were home. After all, this was the eighth night in a row that she had been forced to settle for the plastic tickler instead of a man's warm, plunging prick!
Knowing that she would never get to sleep if she let her mind dwell on fucking, Sandy thought about other things. She let her mind drift back to her hometown, Weaverville, and what she would be doing there tonight, if she still lived there. Soon she fell asleep.
The light was blinding as it flashed on above her head. Sandy groaned from the unpleasant brightness and shaded her eyes to see who had turned it on. As she raised her arm, the covers were torn away from her nude body in one powerful tug.
"Now! Now, you see I wasn't bullshitting, man!" a bragging, familiar male voice said. "Is that a hot, little piece of cunt, or what?"
"Brad!" Sandy shouted. "What are you doing in here?"
Sandy tried to cover her nakedness with her arms, but it was little use. She looked up defiantly, her eyes adjusting to the sudden glare.
"Who… who are you?" The girl choked as she saw the boy standing next to Brad.
The boy looked about the same age as Brad, and just about the same height. But there, all resemblance stopped. This boy had arms as big around as Sandy's thighs. His chest was huge, but his waist was very narrow. He was a big brute, built like a heavyweight boxer.
"Oh, my God! Who is this?" Sandy cried. She was terror-stricken.
"Well, now," the muscular boy chortled. He smiled at the terrified, naked girl on the bed. "Well, now. This fine little bitch looks scared, doesn't she Brad?"
"She sure does," said Brad. They laughed loudly and stared down at Sandy. Then they moved closer to the bed.
"She sure ain't got no class, does she, Bull?" Brad asked.
"No. She definitely needs a lesson in class," replied the hulking teen named Bull. He glared at Sandy, eyeing the little blonde's pert tits and pussy.
"A lesson in humility. That's what she needs," said Brad. He laughed. He had a cruel look in his eyes.
"Yeah," Bull chuckled, taking off his shirt slowly. "Maybe it would do her good to suck my big cock all evening. Maybe that would teach her a sense of humility. What do you say to that, little darlin'?"
"Nooooooo! No, I won't!" Sandy screamed, jumping up from the bed.
But Brad was too fast for her. In one step, he had the frightened girl tucked under his arm and thrown back roughly onto the bed. Bull was laughing, undoing his trousers with slow, deliberate ease as he eyed the struggling girl. Brad held her on the bed almost effortlessly.