"Hey baby, take it easy," she begged. "Don't let yourself go yet. Hold back... wait for me to get my cunt all fired up before you go shooting your gun!"
Her words fell on deaf ears. He was beyond talking, too, much less reasoning with. She wasn't even sure he heard her talking to him in spite of the fact that her mouth was only inches from his sweating face.
He started making funny noises in his throat and she knew she had to catch up now or never. She squeezed her wet cunt lips as tight as she could around the ramrod that threatened to explode any second, and crammed her firm, muscular little ass into high gear.
"Oh Jesus," she moaned, "... oh please wait... I'm getting there, please don't drop your load yet... Rex... Rex!"
"Ungh... uuuungh!" he groaned heavily, driving on faster and faster toward release.
"Rex, I'm so close," she screamed, her tits drenched with sweat and her pussy smoking. "I gotta have it just a few minutes... oh shit, just a few seconds longer, lover... oh God, I'm gonna die if you shoot your nuts off now. Rex... Rex!"
But it was too late. She felt the warm gush of his jism flood into the quivering abyss of her cunt like a river of molten lead. Rex wheezed hard, an expression of bliss crossed his face, and he fell on top of her like a dead soldier.
Kelly's pussy was melting with desire but the instrument of that desire was now utterly gone. It made her feel like a slut to do such a thing, but she couldn't wait for him to recover from his orgasm and help her out -- she jammed her fingers between her legs and went to work. Her face was frozen in intense concentration as she gazed ecstatically at her plump little skin-purse and flipped her fingers in and out like crazy. The juice was running from the bottom of her excited slit as thick as hot piss.
She was whispering to herself, her words barely audible. Air hissed from between her teeth and the expression on her face made her look as though she was taking a yardstick up her ass.
"Come on, pussy," she lisped, "come on and lemme have it... oh Jesus, do I need to come... I'm gonna -- oh my God, I gonna freak out if I don't get my cookies... oh... ooooh!"
She had been at her task longer than she knew. Because Rex had not only recovered from the intense pleasure of his climax, but had raised a half-hard again. He couldn't believe what Kelly was doing to herself right there in front of him. He'd heard her mumbling intensely to herself and looked up to see what was going on, to discover the girl lying on her side with her hand between her legs. She was so involved in what she was doing he could tell she didn't give a damn if he saw what she was doing or not.
He stared transfixed at her as she beat her pussy lips and urged herself on with little words and whimperings. It was the first time in his life he had ever seen a girl masturbating... he wasn't even sure girls did such things. The very thought of Kelly stripping naked and giving herself a hand job would have been sufficient to raise his temperature several degrees. And here he was actually seeing it in person! Her hair flew like a wild woman's, her long legs were clinched together tightly, the sweat poured down in streams from her plump, bobbing tits -- and her fingers were frigging the wet, flapping lips of her cunt faster and faster.
What had been a half-hard very quickly became a full-hard. Rex was young enough to recover virility pretty fast, and the sensual sight Kelly was displaying before his eyes made it happen for him in an amazingly short time. He crawled to her and feasted his eyes on a close-up of her nimble fingers churning away inside the steamy red folds of her excited cunt. The purplish end of his cock pulsed with energy and his balls swung heavy with spunk.
"Goddamn, Kelly," he cried, "you're working on that thing just like a man does, ain't you? You ought to know I can't lie here and watch that kind of shit without needing some more pussy myself!"
Her eyes were rolling and he could see that she was only dimly aware of his presence.
"Come on, honey," he urged, "lemme back in the saddle and this time, by God, I'll keep popping it to you till you come off... come on, lemme sock my prick in there and do you some good!"
He rolled her flat again and put his hand on hers. For a few seconds he contented himself with accompanying her hand as it went about its delectable task. Then he insinuated his fingers under hers so that he was soon doing it for her. Now she was hip to what was happening and she welcomed his participation.
The sight of his newly hardened prick made her eyes light up like Las Vegas. She was too far gone to be interested in doing any talking, but when she saw he was ready to go again she flopped her legs apart and held out her arms for him. Never for one second had he let his fingers stray from her burning cunt. Now he rolled on top and gratefully accepted the new position of her thighs. She felt his prick plowing through her pussy hair and in seconds it was right beside his active fingers.
"Now you're gonna get what you need, you hot mama!" he cried, lowering himself onto her wet front and burying his thick organ deep in her sweating canal.
A low groan escaped from her lips.
"Take it, baby," he yelled, "take a good hot fuck off me! Take my prick all the way up your snatch!"
Kelly roiled her ass sideways and pumped it up and down to meet him with increasing speed. Her tits bounced like new melons, her legs arched to soak up every ounce of prick-meat he was putting out, and she felt a fire swelling slowly but surely from somewhere deep inside her guts. Her throat was dry and her entire body trembled from the intensity of her scorching hunger for his driving prick.
When she opened her mouth, nothing came out except a low-pitched wailing sound. She gritted her teeth and hugged his hard muscle deeper and deeper. Now she could do it, now she felt it coming, now she could give herself up to what she needed so badly.
Upstairs in the foyer, Curt unlocked the door and let Karol and Lilly in after him.
"What's that?" he asked. "Do you hear voices in the basement?"
Chapter Nine
Meanwhile, in the basement rec room, Kelly was humping on towards her climax in total ignorance of her parents' arrival. Rex could see she was about to explode, and he was now about to get his nuts off for the second time.
He hugged her beautiful naked body close and felt the exciting pressure of her tits grinding into his chest with each fierce pump of her energetic torso. She needed fucking, needed it bad, and finally she was getting it and getting it right. The edge of the orgasm was upon her. She let out a piercing scream and flowed with it.
Rex shot his load deep into her pulsing cunt and kept on jamming his cock into her even after it was soft as a noodle. The pair rocked up and down in the warm afterglow, hugging each other and sweating like pigs. The pleasure of touching each other's body was too great for them to give it up and let go.
Curt was as far as the kitchen when he heard her yell, but still couldn't imagine what it was. He tore down the basement steps and, with Karol and Lilly hard on his heels, reached for the rec room door.
"Stay back," he yelled over his shoulder to his wife and daughter. "Might be dangerous -- a burglar or something. Go back and wait upstairs in the bedroom together and lock the door behind you!"
They scurried away as he directed and he burst open the door.
There on the big leather couch lay his beautiful daughter and secret sex-mate -- with her lovely long legs wrapped lewdly around the ass of her boyfriend. They had already come, so weren't actually fucking, but it hardly made any difference. Their clothes were strewn on the floor and they were both wet as fish. Kelly's hair was a wild, tangled mass that made her look like some nubile, teen-aged witch. And her tits, the sweet tits that Curt loved so much to touch and suck, were plastered against Rex's chest.