Sandy felt her breath coming in short gasps as she saw the girl's head lowering into Brad's lap. The redhead ground her tits against her lover's massaging fingers and kissed his cock. Sandy's eyes were wide as silver dollars as she saw the red-baked girl suck the gooey head of his hardening prick into her mouth.
"Ughhh!" Sandy recoiled aloud.
The nervousness gripping the girl was clearly not shared by the redhead. Sandy had seen that the girl was reluctant to suck his cock at the outset, but she was really warming to her task now!
Brad's greasy prick slid in and out of the sucking, hollow-cheeked redhead at a blinding rate now. His cock was hard again and he was giving little involuntary thrusts up into his girlfriend's mouth as she sucked his cock like a hunk of long, red candy.
The kneeling girl tickled Brad's balls with her long fingernails and worked her head up and down his twitching cock even faster. Sandy could see her tongue making bulges against the sides of her cheeks as she whirled it around and around the hunk of prick-meat splitting her lips.
Vowing to remember every cock-pleasing movement, Sandy leaned closer to the window and watched in amazement as the redhead took every inch of Brad's pulsing prick into her mouth and throat with each stroke. Sandy was beside herself with excitement as she realized what the couple was up to.
"He's gonna cum in her mouth!" Sandy whispered in shock.
The thought blew Sandy's mind. A sexy, super-heated wave of sensation broke over her as she thought about what a depraved, exciting act she was witnessing. She pressed her face right up to the window and tried to tell the exact moment the white fluid started boiling out of Brad's balls and into the red-haired girl's mouth.
Feeling her cunt aroused to nearly the same boiling point by the lewd show, Sandy was turned on enough to overcome her normal fears and revulsion. She dipped a finger into her juicy twat and brought it to her lips just as the redhead opened her eyes and looked at her lover in triumph.
"Ooooh! It… it's happening!" Sandy groaned as she realized the other girl was swallowing her cousin's hat cum.
Sandy opened her mouth and sucked her finger clean. The heady, almost sweet flavor of her cunt-juice surprised and excited her.
A sharp, cunt-ripping orgasm tore through the blonde as she sucked down her cunt-cream and watched the girl on the patio gulping in Brad's ball-gushings. The redhead took Brad's cock from her lips at that moment and jacked the last, dribbling wad of cum out onto the head of Brad's steely prick. She licked her lips eagerly and bent in once more to swipe the pearly drop off with her tongue.
Sandy waited for his big cock to get hard and the couple to resume their incredible sex games, but Brad and his girl were apparently through for the day. They picked up their suits and got dressed.
Sandy grabbed her suit and ran to her room.
CHAPTER TWO
"Come on, let's have a quick one and get the fuck out of here," Sandy heard Brad's voice drifting down the hall into her room as she shinnied into her bikini.
Sandy was excited again as she imagined the two lovers together in the family room. She wondered what "a quick one" meant in Brad's sexual dictionary.
Creeping down the hall on bare feet, the inquisitive little blonde spied on the lovers in the family room. A wave of disappointment broke over Sandy as she saw that Brad had been talking about booze, not sex. The couple was seated at her uncle's well-stocked bar, downing shots of tequila with salt and lemon chasers.
After a few belts, Brad put his arm around the redhead and pulled her off her stool into his embrace. Sandy's hopes rose again.
"Let's go down to the river and find a secluded spot," Brad said. "My little cousin from the sticks will be here any minute. Let's be gone before she and the old man make their appearance!"
"Sounds fine to me, lover," the redhead grinned back.
The couple made their way through the kitchen and out into the three-car garage. Sandy heard the hum of an electric garage-door-opener, then the roar of a sports car coming to throaty life. There was a squeal of rubber, then the steady hum of the door closing again.
"Shit!" Sandy growled in disappointment, alone now in the gigantic house.
Looking at the clock, Sandy saw that it was only a little past three o'clock in the afternoon. She would be stuck alone in this massive, plushly furnished barn until at least four from what Uncle Jack had said. Aunt Ronda got home then.
Noticing the stereo components covering half of the shelves on one wall in the family room Sandy finally figured out how to turn the monster set on. She switched the speakers on out in the patio-cabana area and opened the sliding door to listen. Heavy, driving rock music flooded the sunny deck.
"This could be okay after all!" Sandy grinned. "If it's private enough to do what Brad did out here, it's sure as hell all right for nude sunning!"
Sandy had never taken her clothes off outside before, except for nude swims in the creek back home, and then all the girls took their suits off under water and put them back on before they got out. She eyed the tequila bottle on the bar and decided to try a shot of liquid courage before going outside and removing her swimsuit.
Remembering the way she had seen Brad do it, Sandy put a coating of salt between her thumb and forefinger and took up a wedge of lime in the other hand. She had poured herself what amounted to a double shot of the Mexican liquor. The clear fluid tasted like fire, until the salt and lime did their work.
"Gee, that's not bad!" Sandy grinned, pouring another glass two fingers high. She downed the heady draught in one swallow and went outside, dipping her hand in the big blue pool to wash off the remains of the salt.
"Don't feel nothin' yet!" She rolled the chaise out onto the deck where she could get a full shot of the afternoon's broiling rays.
Still too nervous to remove her suit, Sandy plopped down on the lounge and put her hands behind her head. In minutes, the sweat was thick on the girl's sensuous little frame and the booze in her empty stomach was boiling into her bloodstream. A flash of wooziness shot through Sandy's reclining form and she grinned crookedly at the burning ball in the sky.
"Ohhhh! Fuck, I feel it now!" Sandy giggled crazily.
Each pump of her heart put more of the alcohol in her brain. She suddenly sat up in the lounge and undid her top. She flung the garment toward the patio door and raised her hips up toward the glowing sun like an undulating, virginal offering.
The writhing teenager slipped her tight bikini bottom off slowly, her cuntal mound still moving in a tantalizing sensual circle. She tossed the triangle of blue cloth back over her head and opened her knees, reveling in the cool kiss of the afternoon air on her overheated pussy-slit.
"Oh, it must be a hundred degrees out here, and my cunt is still warmer than the sunlight!" Sandy sighed aloud, her finger invading her twat. "I'm as wet as before!"
Sandy's gliding finger brushed her half-erect clitoris, sending a lightning-like shock through her thighs and swampy cunt-tube. The high-flying teenager moaned and stirred her finger in her seeping pussy socket as if she were mixing a batch of erotic martinis.
"Arghhhhhh! That feeeels soooo fiiiiine!" the little blonde wailed, her ass jerking up off the lounge's taut straps.
Sandy's other hand stole up onto her jutting nipples, her fingers caressing the aroused buds until the hand near her cunt was awash in pussy-oozings and the moaning teen was teetering near another climax. She drove her trim ass up into her thrusting fingers and mashed downward with her other hand until her pulsing breasts were forced flat against her heaving chest.
A long, thick shadow fell over the gyrating girl at that moment. Her blue eyes fluttered open and she looked up to see the towering figure of her uncle blocking out the sun.