Sunny went into the living room and just stood there, looking around at the big color TV that was her mother's fixation. Sunny couldn't understand that, because there was too much romance available, too much good, heavy sex around for the taking.
And it wasn't that her mother was ugly-looking. She was beautiful, if she'd fix herself up and stop trying to hide the sexy features of her body. Her mother was only thirty-two, eight years younger than Judd, who really knew what to do with his sex organs. Her mom should do the same with hers.
Suddenly an idea hit her: Why not get the two of them together, her mother and Judd Lorimer? The thought was a good one, and she scooted back upstairs to clean up, to get her body ready for anything, in case she had to bargain with Judd. Besides, she was feeling a little sticky from her exertions with George and the ass-fucking the dog had given her.
She flung off her things and got into the shower, soaping her body and scrubbing bubbles so they floated from between her legs. Sunny hesitated about washing her hair, then thought she'd better; she didn't want anything to keep her from being her sexiest. Scented and powdered, her cunt washed out and all traces of dog cum gone, she tripped into her bedroom for fresh clothing.
Choosing a wraparound skirt that wasn't quite mini, but which would break apart to exhibit a lot of thigh, she dug out her prettiest lacy panties to wear under it. The blouse was one of those almost see-through kind, and she left off her bra.
Sunny liked the way her nipples poked into the blouse; no guy could miss them. They weren't as big as her mother's, but they were plenty sexy, and Judd liked them. She shivered at the memory of his hot mouth sucking on her boobs, of the weird feeling she got when he pulled one of them completely into the widened ring of his teeth.
Wearing a pair of the new cork-soled shoes with funky high heels, she went back downstairs and straight over to the Lorimer house. In the backyard, she ran into Betsy, and the other girl blushed.
"Hey," Sunny said. "You don't have to feel funny with me. I screwed George, too – remember?"
Betsy lifted her eyes. "Okay. Gee – you look terrific. Did you come over to see me?"
Sunny sat down beside the other girl. "You always look terrific, Betsy. Look – let's be all the way up front with each other, okay? I mean, we weren't friends before, but we can be pretty tight now, because we know things. And we both dig George. Right?"
Betsy nodded, her dark eyes wary yet. "All right, Sunny. What do you want?"
"Not much," she said, conscious of the warmth where Betsy's thigh was touching her own. "Just to have your daddy screw my mom."
Betsy jumped visibly. "W-What?"
"Hey – it's not like he's a real straight arrow, you, know. Your daddy has already fucked me twice – and he made me go down on him, too. But he paid that back by eating my pussy later. So, I guess he can do the same things to my mother that he did to me. She's real lonely, and kind of straight, so I figured to get her out of her rut and turning her on to your dad. I mean, he's a fantastic fuck."
"Wow!" Betsy breathed softly, her dark eyes going wide. "This is too unreal. You mean – you my daddy and you?"
"All the way," Sunny said. "He's a real horny guy, and when I asked him if he'd ever looked at you that way, you know what he said?"
Betsy asked in a taut whisper: "What did he say?"
"That he thought you were sexy and beautiful, but you were his kid, so of course there'd be no chance for him to ever fuck you. So he took it out on me, because he wanted some young ass – because he wanted your young ass. I don't mean that he doesn't dig fucking me, because he really does. I turn him on in a far-out way. But you could turn him on even more."
The other girl swallowed, making a dry noise. "I-I could?"
Sunny took her hand. "Believe it. But we have to get him used to the idea first. That's why I want him to screw my mom, to get him more loose about swinging with other chicks."
"You're just going to ask him right out?" A pulse was beating in Betsy's lean and tanned throat, and high excitement was threaded into her voice now. "Why don't we – I mean, you and me – if you can spend the night, maybe we can get him into your bedroom and I can change places with you in the dark – after he screws you, of course."
Sunny grinned and fondled the hand she was holding; Betsy's fingers closed upon her own, and Sunny knew she had a real friend now, one she could share all her secrets with, a girl who would never want to fink on her, because they'd be too closely tied in. "That's a great idea, Betsy. I guess my mom can wait to get fucked. She's waited this long, so she can do without that good cock a little longer. How are we going to work it, tonight – and where's your mom?"
"My mother is staying over at granny's house until tomorrow. That gives us all night!"
Putting their heads together, they whispered plans and discarded them, buzzed excitedly over new ideas, and finally ended with the most simple one: Sunny would lure Judd Lorimer into the guest bedroom and either screw him, or slip out to the bathroom in the dark, so that Betsy could take her place. Judd wouldn't know he was putting the prick to his own daughter until it was too late. Hot as the man was, Sunny thought, once he buried the length of that hard prick into a cunt, he would fuck it until his cum flowed.
"Hey – how about your brother Harry?"
"Late movie at the drive-in," Betsy said. "He goes there to pick up girls, but he usually just comes home late to jerk off in the bathroom."
"Then we have it made," Sunny said. "Poor Harry. Doesn't he get to fuck anybody? He's a nice-looking guy."
"He's okay, I guess. But he gets up-tight around girls."
Sunny said, "He won't, in time."
"Him, too?" Betsy asked, then answered her own question: "So why not? He'll save a lot of handkerchiefs if he makes it with you."
"And you," Sunny said. "Fuck them one, fuck them all."
Betsy giggled. "I'll bet it would scare the shit out of Harry if I just walked up and grabbed him by the cock."
Sunny stood up. "There's my mom, pulling the car into the garage. I'll have to go eat dinner with her, and tell her about me staying over with you. And then…"
"Yeah," Betsy said. "I can't wait. Imagine – my own father. I think he's the sexiest thing alive, and I've listened to him put it to Mom some nights, so hard that they bump the bed into the wall. He – oh wow, Sunny! I'm wetting my pants just thinking about it."
"Save all your juice," Sunny advised. "Your dad's prick is every bit as long as my dog's, but a lot rounder and thicker. He'll stretch your pussy good."
"I'll love it," Betsy said softly. "If I don't chicken out."
Sunny patted her bare shoulder. "I won't let you cop out. Got to run now, and make sure my mother stays in front of the TV all night." She laughed. "Your dad has a rerun to make himself. Whoever he gets to fuck first, he has to screw the other. And he won't have any trouble. Like I said, he's a real horny guy."
***"But I have to go pee," she told him. "No, don't turn on the light. Betsy might see it and think I can't sleep, then she'll come in to check on me."
"Okay," Judd told her, reluctantly letting go of her naked body. "But be quiet, now. Damn it – I shouldn't be in here at all, and if you hadn't kept shaking your ass at me all night…"
"Shhh," she warned, and slipped from the bed. Feeling her way across the room, she found the other door. Beyond it, Betsy waited; Sunny could hear the girl's ragged breathing. Reaching out, she found her in the darkness and pulled her close.