"Oh, poor Mike," Shari sighed.
She'd forgotten all about him. They'd been going steady for months, but now all she could think about was getting it on with Dave Stone. She wished Mike would find another girlfriend, but she knew that wasn't going to happen.
Mike was obsessed with fucking her. He wouldn't give up till he'd done it. But Shari had no intention of fucking him. The only guy who turned her on was Dave. She wondered how she was going to get out of that dilemma.
The phone rang again, and it was Mike.
"Change your mind about seeing me tonight?" he asked eagerly.
"No, Mike, I haven't," Shari said. "I'm just too tired to go out. Next week maybe."
It was a dumb excuse, but it was the best she could come up with. Then she started counting the minutes till she could see Dave again. The more she thought about him and the exciting things they'd done, the hornier she got.
That night she lay tossing and turning in her bed, unable to sleep because her pussy was on fire with need. She had the wild urge to sneak over to Dave's house and crawl in bed with him. She had to do something to relieve her nagging lust.
Of course she could play with herself. It seemed like kid stuff now that she'd been fucked, but it was better than no relief at all. She slipped her hand up under her nightgown and touched the fever-hot cream-soaked flesh of her gash. She started rubbing the engorged flesh, and it felt great.
"Mmmmm, yessss!" she sighed.
She rubbed her slit all over, using a stiff forger to probe each steamy fold. She'd soon drenched her hand with her sticky hot pussy juice. She started concentrating on her clit, the place she liked to touch the most. Even her lightest strokes gave her a hot rush of pleasure.
She caught her throbbing clit between her thumb and forefinger and began kneading it. That really felt great. She rolled the slick bud faster and faster between her fingers and felt the molten cream spurting from her cunt.
"Ahhhh, yeah!" she moaned.
She closed her eyes and pretended Dave was beating her off. That was a lot more exciting than being alone. She imagined his big strong fingers rolling her clit, squeezing and stimulating it, and she panted and creamed like crazy.
It was so easy to get herself off that way. It didn't take more than a few minutes. Her hips were jerking, just as if she was fucking, and she felt the hot pleasure building in her clit till it just had to boil over. A few more strokes and she'd be coming like mad.
"Unnhhhh, yes, honey!" she wailed. "Do it to meeee!"
Then her mother started knocking loudly on the door.
"Shari," she called, "is something wrong? I thought I heard you yelling."
Shari snatched her hand away from her cream-drenched pussy and called back, "I'm okay, Mom. I was just having a dream."
She waited impatiently till she heard her mother walk away. There was just no privacy in this house, and they treated her like a little kid. Mom sure would have been surprised to learn that Shari had lost her virginity that very afternoon.
Well, soon she'd graduate, and then she could get a place of her own. She could masturbate right in the living room and yell her head off when she came. That would be lots of fun. But for now she'd better put a lid on it and keep quiet.
Panting softly, she began kneading her clit again. She heard her parents' bedroom door close, then her mom and dad talking to each other. Their room was right next to hers, and the rooms were even connected by a closet. That was another reason to be quiet.
"Mark, you nut!" Shari's mother cried.
Shari sat up in bed. It sounded like her folks were horsing around in there. All of a sudden she wondered if they ever got it on any more. They were in their late thirties, and that seemed awfully old to her. She was really curious.
Forgetting her own lust for the moment, she slipped out of bed and went quietly into the connecting closet. She felt her way through the racks of clothes and was careful not to trip over the shoes. The door to her parents' room was open just a crack.
"Aw, come on, honey," her father was saying.
Shari peered into their room. Dad was holding Mom, trying to kiss her, but she had a frown on her face. Shari thought how attractive her folks were, even though they were, well, almost elderly. They made a really handsome couple. Again she wondered if they ever fucked.
"Carol," Dad went on, "you're so serious tonight. Is something on your mind?"
"I'm worried about Shari," Mom said. "She's so young, Mark, and soon she'll be going away. I'm just afraid she'll get into trouble."
"You mean get laid?" Dad laughed.
"Mark!" Mom cried, turning red.
"Admit it, honey, that's what you're worried about," Dad said. "But there's nothing you can do about it. It's human nature. If we weren't human, we wouldn't have had Shari."
"Oh, Mark, we shouldn't have done that," Mom sighed. "We should have waited till we were married before we went all the way."
"Oh, I don't think so," Dad leered. "Sure, we had to get married early, because Shari was on the way, but it sure was fun."
He kissed her, holding her tight so she couldn't get away. He slid his tongue into her mouth, and she gave a little low moan. Then she snaked her arms around his neck and started rubbing her body against his. They kissed for a long time, and Shari watched with great excitement.
She'd just learned something important. Her folks hadn't been married when Mom got pregnant. Shari couldn't help grinning. Here Mom was always preaching to her about keeping her virginity for marriage and being a good girl, but now it turned out that Mom herself had been very naughty.
Now she was getting naughty again. As she and Dad kissed, she was shamelessly rubbing her mound against his cock. They finally came up for air, and they were both flushed and breathing hard. They turned away from each other without a word and started taking off their clothes.
Shari shivered with excitement. She'd never seen her parents naked before. They were such proper, modest people. They didn't even let Shari come out of her room unless she was fully dressed. It was hard to believe that people like that even had a sex life.
Mom still had a gorgeous figure. She was tall, blond and stacked. Her big ripe tits wobbled enticingly as she walked naked to the bed. Dad watched her with hot hungry eyes and got the rest of his clothes off as fast as he could.
Shari ogled her father's powerful muscular body. He wasn't built as nicely as Dave, but he was older, and he sure was in good shape. She stopped breathing as he skimmed out of his shorts and exposed his cock. It was stiff as steel.
"Look what I've got for you, honey," he leered.
Carol eyed his prick and blushed. But she kept staring at his massive prick as he came over and joined her on the bed. She couldn't take her eyes off it. He stretched out beside her, grabbed her hand, and placed it on his stiffstanding prick.
"Play with it, honey!" he said, his voice husky with lust. "I love it when you do that!"
Carol started running her fist up and down his wrist-thick boner, but she still wasn't totally relaxed.
"We'll have to be very quiet," she said. "I don't want Shari to hear us."
"Oh, don't worry about it. She's sound asleep by now, and you know she sleeps like a log."
Surprise, Daddy, Shari thought wickedly.
Maybe it wasn't very nice of her to spy on her parents like this, but she couldn't resist. No way was she going to stop now. She wanted to see everything they did. Her pussy was steaming hot, and she remembered how horny she was. It was making her so excited to watch her folks in bed.
"Ahhh, yeah!" Mark sighed. "That's great!"
Carol had her fingers wrapped tightly around his big thick cock, and she was pumping it eagerly. Soon glistening globs of cream began oozing from his piss hole. Carol leaned down and lapped them up with the pointed tip of her tongue.