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CHAPTER SEVEN

"Oh, Goddamn," Steve piped. "What a fucking time for visitors!"

Cynthia ran into the house behind him, rushing into her room and closing the door. She threw on her robe as voices rose from downstairs. She wandered who her father was talking to. The minutes ticked away. She became more anxious for her father to come tell her what was happening. After about ten minutes, she heard his footsteps coming up the stairs.

He rapped on the door, then entered. She was surprised at the grim look on his face as he sat down next to her.

"Unhhh… we gotta problem," he began.

She looked at him expectantly, wondering what was up.

"It seems that our neighbor behind us saw what we were doing. Here… look at these pictures." He threw them on the bed.

She picked them up, gasping. There were about a dozen clear photos of them doing it all. In a way, they turned her on. One in particular showed her with a dreamy expression on her face, her ass held up and out as her father fucked her asshole good.

"You mean… Mr. Welch took these?" she asked, thinking of her, friend Karen's father.

He nodded. "Yeah, that's him."

She knew she hadn't heard all of it yet. "Well," she began hesitantly. "What does he want?"

"He… he wants you to take care of him, too, Cynthia," he told her.

He was her good friend Karen's father. Karen was a tall, slender young girl with honey blonde hair and golden skin. If there was one thing the girl loved more than anything else, it was playing with her pussy. Her father had the same hair and skin, his hair short and his eyes blue. He was well built, his body muscular and burly. She remembered the way he had looked at her more than once when she'd been at their house. And now she knew why. He had been lusting after her.

She wondered if he and his daughter had anything going. But she thought not, for Karen would probably have told her.

"He's Karen's father," she reflected aloud. "Karen and me have played with each other like you saw me and Jody doing, Dad. Did you know that?"

"No, I didn't." He thought a moment, getting ideas. "Maybe, just maybe we can get something worked out." He thought of Karen's lithe, slender body, her sweet, pretty face. No doubt about it, the young Welch girl definitely had what it takes. Long, tanned legs, and a high, pert little rounded ass. Yeah, he thought. "All right, I'm glad to hear that. Maybe we can get her to play with both of us sometime," he suggested.

Her eyes widened again. But then, she wasn't all that surprised at his words. "You want me to feel her out, huh Dad?" He nodded. "Well, okay. I'll start working on her. But right now," she said, "let's take care of her father."

"You don't have any objections, honey?" Again she thought of his good looks and strong body. "No… I don't think so."

Steve smiled. The thought of watching her with the other man excited him. And he would be getting in on it, too, of course. "Let's go downstairs. He's waiting for us," he said.

Terry Welch knelt as Cynthia approached him. She stopped right in front of him. His hands went around her waist.

"Did your father tell you what I want you to do?" he asked.

"He gave me an idea," she told him. "Now, you just tell me what you want me to do. I'll do anything."

Terry smiled back at her, his cock already surging in his pants. Steve had been right. She would do anything that was wanted of her. That's what he liked, girls who, were obedient and submissive. He pulled her to him, pressing his face into her warm belly.

She stood there waiting, butterflies forming in her belly. Her body tingled where he touched her.

"Open your robe," he said, leaning back. "I wanna see your body."

Looking him in the eyes, she pulled her robe open. The man gasped. His eyes roved up and down the front of her body. His stare lingered on her pert, budding tits, and her pussy.

Fuck, her body's great, he thought, turning on as he looked at her.

His hands slid around her, grabbing for her ass. He squeezed her firm ass-flesh, spreading her ass-cheeks and then pushing them together.

Moaning, he pulled his face into her belly. His lips began kissing, his tongue lightly tickling her. The warmth of his face and the soft wetness of his mouth against her skin excited her. She could feel the juices filling her cunt, her nipples swelling in arousal. She groaned as his mouth moved to her tits. There, he licked and kissed, pushing his face into them. She arched her back, thrusting her tits out to him.

"Uuhmmmm… oh, yeahhh," she purred, looking over at her dad.

He watched them, the front of his robe open, too. He was jacking off. His cock already reviving from the ass-fuck. As he fondled it, it slowly grew bigger. She watched his balls swinging, imagining herself licking them, as Welch's kisses moved from one nipple to the other. Then she closed her eyes as his mouth slid wetly down to her pussy.

The man breathed deep, the smell of her fuck lust rising into his nostrils. Her soft, downy cunt-hairs tickled his nose. He pressed his lips into them, puffing and biting them softly. She gasped in response, her hands going around his head. She gapped her legs, wanting him to eat her now in hunger, he pushed his mouth between her legs. His tongue snaked out, sliding wetly over her clit. She moaned, pushing her cunt at him. His tongue circled her clit, then rode back and forth over it. Her little fuck-nub surged, hot blood rushing to engorge it. His thumbs spread her cunt-slit. Her clit bulged out obscenely. He began suckling on it softly, while his tongue twirled sensuously.

"Uhhhh… uuhhhmmm," she purred. "Oh, yes, Mr. Welch. Oh, yes, Mr. Welch eat my clit."

"Mmmmm… mmmmm…" he mumbled. He loved the feel of her throbbing clit and the taste of her fuck-juices. When she began undulating against him, he leaned back. "Listen, Cynthia. I want you to put on a show for me, okay? Start dancing. Take off your robe as you go. I want some good views up your cunt. And be sure and give me plenty of shots of your ass and asshole, okay?"

She nodded. Her father was looking at her, too. The way his cock was hard told her he liked the idea. She was going to enjoy herself, she knew.

"Okay, Mr. Welch. You know I'll do whatever you want. But first, why don't you get more comfortable? Here, let me help you get those clothes off!"

He was delighted. His shirt, shoes and socks quickly came off. She began tugging at his pants. He was excited now as she slid them down. His cock sprang into view, almost hitting her in the face. Her soft, warm hands grabbed for it.

"Ohhhhh… oh, God, yes," she smiled.

"This cock's a fat one!"

She stared hungrily at it, while Welch smiled proudly. His hard fuck-tool was about the same length as her father's. But it was much thicker, almost as thick as her wrist! Her pussy tingled, fuck-juices dripping don her thighs hotly. In her mind, she could already feel it fucking her.

"I wanna suck it," she purred.

"Uhhh… go ahead, put it in your mouth!"

Steve watched, his hand moving faster on his prick as his daughter opened her mouth. An animalistic moan came from her throat as she brushed the man's cock with her lips. Her tongue began running down its length, and Steve imagined it was he who was receiving the wet benefits of his daughter's sweet mouth. His cock swelled stiffer as he jacked off to the sight.

Cynthia loved sucking cock, and she was aroused now, feeling this one with her lips and tongue. She breathed his smell, the smell of power that surged through it. She aimed her tongue so she could lick underneath. Her other hand began cupping his balls gently.

"Uummmm, Cynthia, God, yes! Goddamn that feels good!" he groaned, his big fat cock throbbing hard.

Finished wetting it, Cynthia pushed her lips over his piss-hole. Her lips slid wetly, stretching open to suck his cock-knob. Her lips yawned open wide, wider than they did over her father's.

His massive cock sank into her mouth. Her tongue flicked soft and wet over the rubbery cock.

She loved to feel his cock throbbing as it expanded and contracted excitedly. She loved the velvety texture of his hard fuck-tool as her lips suckled on it.

"Yes… oh, God, yes!" moaned Welch. "Suck it… more! More! Suck all you can, baby!"

"Mmmm… mmm!" she mewled. She slid her lips down. Her jaw yawned more widely to slide over his cock's thickness. Gently, like a suckling baby, she nursed on it. Her tongue lightly traced the underside. His cock surged harder, throbbing powerfully. With her hand, she manipulated his, cock-root, her grip firm as she jacked it into her mouth. She sucked and licked, cupping his balls gently. She thought she could suck his cock forever.

"Damn, Cynthia. You suck good, honey. But I wanna see a show, okay? Dance for me!" he ordered. He settled back on the sofa to watch, holding his prick.

Steve held his cock, too, sitting in the armchair to enjoy the upcoming performance. His cock was hugely swollen.

Cynthia slyly looked at the two horny men. Her legs began to move, her ass swaying from side to side sexily. She raised her arms, stretching her body tautly. She was gratified to see their stares of lust directed at her tits and pussy. Slowly, she began moving. Then she twirled, the loose robe flying out to give them a shot at her ass. She began moving faster. The cock-teasing instincts inside her took over.

The men's hands massaged their cocks as she rushed towards them, throwing the robe off. Her ass was creamy and smooth as she thrust it at them. Bending over, she pulled her asscheeks apart. They stared hungrily at her sweet pink asshole, and then she whipped away. She came at them again, falling to the floor and spreading her legs high and wide. She felt for her cunt-lips, spreading them wide apart until her cunt-hole gaped. Her cunt-flesh glistened with thick, creamy fuck-juices.

She rolled over onto her belly, arching her ass high into the air. Slowly, she spread her asscheeks wide, pulling them until they stretched far apart as she rose to her knees. Her asshole was relaxed and open now, tantalizing them with the open brown invitation. Welch remembered how the girl's father had just fucked her there. His cock swelled at the thought of fucking deep into her shit hole.

Now the two men were jacking off slowly. Both had thoughts of fucking her. She knew it, and she smiled in delight and excitement. She came back towards them, undulating from side to side. Leaning far back, she arched her pussy towards their faces. Her hands slid up to cup her tits, her fingers pinching her nipples. Then she spread her cunt-lips again, tickling her cunt-slit with her fingers. She began rubbing up and down, groaning almost uncontrollably as she frigged her clit.

Then, two fingers from her other hand worked into her fuck-hole. The men's eyes bugged out. Then she pulled out her fingers. They were slick with fuck-cream. Smiling devilishly, she put them in her mouth and sucked them. Again reaching for her pussy, she made her cunt-lips gape apart so they could see up inside her wet, juicy cunt-hole. She undulated, offering Karen's father the use of her gaping cunt.

He was stunned for a moment. But then he fell to his knees, moaning, "Ohhhh… oh, yes!" He wrapped his hands around her asscheeks. Then he pulled her to him, planting his mouth in the slot of her open pussy.

His tongue slid out, gliding over her cunt-lips and into her cunt-slit, tasting her flavorful fuck-juices, he began gobbling and sucking. His tongue swirled into her cunt-hole, lapping hungrily at the inner walls of her pussy. He lapped deep inside her, trying to eat all of her sweet fuck-cream.

Feeling the nibbling and sucking, Cynthia's body responded. Her body was so excited it needed the release. And that blissful release was upon her as Welch's mouth began servicing her pussy the way she liked it.

"Oh… ahhh… Suck my pussy, Mr. Welch… oh, yes, suck it! Oh… oh, God… uuhh… Ummmmmmmm… uunngghh!" she cried, pumping into his face.

Her body shuddering, she came. She yanked his face hard into her cunt, thrusting it into his mouth. She mashed his lips, her pussy spasming inside. Juices flooded from her cunt-hole, the thick, slippery cum oozing off her inner cunt-walls and into his gobbling mouth. Her tits were heaving, her legs pumping as she grunted her lust again and again. He sucked her hungrily, lapping up her hot fuck-juices as she came.

When it was over, he stood. His cock swung, huge and menacing. Chuckling, he knew it was going to be a tight fit. But he would make sure she took it deep.