"A loving family" - читать интересную книгу автора (Baxter Phyllis)

CHAPTER TWO

Linda giggled as she heard the masculine footsteps resounding on the hardwood floor in the hall outside her room. She knew it was her younger cousin Paul and at any moment he would burst into her room without knocking to try to con her out of a few dollars to tide him over until they received their next month's allowance.

There was plenty of time for the pretty fifteen year old blonde to have slipped on a robe when she heard Paul's footsteps, but she mischievously elected to remain as she was, propped on her bed wearing nothing more than tiny bikini panties. She would enjoy watching his embarrassed expression when he realized she was undressed.

To Linda's surprise and amazement, he knocked.

"Who is it?" she purred coyly. Blossoming into womanhood, Linda was aware of her young cousin's furtive stares at her upthrust cleavage and other intimate parts of her body. She unashamedly used her ample sex appeal on her cousin, prancing her charms on him while at the same time fascinated by his good looks and lithe physique. It was good practice for enticing other young men, she thought.

"Well who the hell do you think it is, dummy!" came Paul's impatient reply from the other side of the door. "It's me!"

"Who's 'me'?" the blonde teased. She could picture him squirming outside the door and could not suppress the temptation to extend her little game with him as long as possible.

"Oh, come on, Linda!" the handsome thirteen year old boy replied. "I'm in a hurry."

"Well then why are you standing outside the door?" she said. "It's not locked."

Paul caught himself just as his hand reached for the doorknob; he was on to his irrepressible cousin's tricks by now after living with her for the past three years. "Are you dressed, Lind?" he asked with a long suffering sigh.

"Why don't you open the door and see for yourself?" she teased, delighted with his obvious irritation.

"Get your clothes on, Goddamnit! I have to talk to you." Linda could tell by the sound of his voice that she had carried on long enough. He actually sounded upset, which wasn't at all like the usually good-natured boy. "Oh, all right," she said, reaching for the filmy robe and hastily covering her nakedness. "Come on in."

"Very funny," he said, opening the door hesitantly at first, and then seeing that she was at least partly covered, entered the room to throw himself down on a chair. Paul looked older than his thirteen years. He had inherited his mother's coloring and his father's tall build; even at thirteen, the tall, dark lad was classically handsome. He was athletically inclined and moved with cat-like grace, yet the greatest part of his charm was the fact that he was totally unaware of his sexual appeal, and Linda knew that beneath his dashing good looks, Paul was actually very shy. She wondered idly if he'd ever had a date or kissed a girl. In truth, Linda loved her cousin very deeply. They had grown very close while their parents were in South America and they'd been living almost as brother and sister with their grandparents.

"All right, I'm sorry," she apologized. "I was just kidding. What's so important?"

"Well, I wanted to talk to you before Grandma gets back. She'll probably make the big announcement at dinner tonight so…"

"I won't be here for dinner," his cousin interrupted. "Have a date with Kenny Meyer, but, go ahead… what is it?"

"Well, you know your dad and my mom will be coming back to the States in a few days and we're going to move."

"In the first place, Paul," Linda said calmly, "it's no longer my dad and your mom… they're both our parents… you should start getting used to that. And in the second place, of course we'll be moving. You didn't expect us to stay here with Grandma, did you?"

"No," the tall youth replied, "but I sort of figured we would be staying here in Texas. Your dad… uh… I mean our dad… bought a ranch in Colorado!"

"What!" Linda's blue eyes widened in surprise. "How do you know? Dad never said anything to me about it!"

"I heard Grandma talking; it's supposed to be a surprise. It really sounds pretty good, once you get used to it, Linda. Up in the mountains… horses… lakes…" Paul looked hopefully at his new sister. He knew she wouldn't like the idea of moving and wanted to give her plenty of time to adjust to the new turn of events before their parents arrived. Although Paul loved his cousin and considered her his best friend in the world, he thought she could be sort of a bitch at times, and the last thing he wanted was for his mother's homecoming to be marred by Linda's resentment.

"Well," she said angrily, "they're just full of surprises, aren't they?" Surprisingly, Paul had taken the news about his father's death and his mother's marriage to his uncle much better than his older cousin. Although Linda was very close to her Aunt Jean, now her new mother, she couldn't help but feel a little resentment at her father's decision to marry her without even consulting his own daughter. Fortunately, Linda was mature enough to realize that her confused emotions over the situation were the result of normal feminine possessiveness and the fact that she and Paul would be brother and sister instead of cousins was more than adequate compensation for her mild jealousy. But moving to Colorado! That was something else!

"That's not fair!" she complained bitterly. "It sounds so isolated, so far away. There probably won't be any other kids around. I don't want to be cut off from all my fun just when I'm getting rolling!"

"You don't have to worry, Linda," Paul said with sincere admiration. "With the kind of body you have, you won't be lonesome!"

His cousin gave him an appreciative smile as she bounded from the bed to rummage through the chaos of her room to dress for her date. She certainly was a delicious piece of girl-flesh, Paul thought with some pride as he watched her full breasts jiggling beneath the flimsy robe she wore. Her long blonde hair hung down straight and sleek all the way to her tapered waist and Paul could see the twin mounds of her rounded buttocks move enticingly with every step she took. The young boy couldn't help feeling a pang of envy for the boy she was dating. Her long graceful legs tapered beautifully toward her crotch, visible between the open robe and her sheer panties showed the sparse blonde fuzz surrounding the opening of her vagina. The thirteen-year-old boy sucked in his breath at her girlish beauty and wondered if he was thinking dirty about his cousin. He couldn't help it… she was beautiful… and sexy. The thought flashed across his mind whether or not her body was like his mother's. He remembered her well enough, but he'd never paid any attention to her body.

He smiled wickedly from his point of observation. "What are you and Kenny going to do tonight?" he asked. "I mean, before you go to the old highway to park…"

"Dinner, I guess," Linda answered, turning her back to her cousin to slip on her bra.

Paul couldn't help laughing as he watched Linda struggling to fit her full young breasts into the lacy bra. "I don't know why you bother with those things, Linda, you don't need them."

"Oh how do you know!" the pert blonde teenager retorted, grinning back at her cousin. She went to her closet and pawed through the clothes hanging inside. Then turning to face him, she said more seriously, "I mean it, Paul… I really can't think of a more horrid place to live than a crummy old ranch! You love all that stuff, but I need more… activities." Paul eyed the fifteen-year-old girl. He knew what she was referring to by "activities". Linda discussed sex openly with him and he felt happy that she trusted him, but he was a little jealous of her obviously superior knowledge about sex. "There's got to be a town or something nearby," he offered. He knew that her chances for sex were much better than his. She always dated older guys, and although Paul didn't like most of the boys she went out with, he tried to keep it to himself. Linda was physically mature, but had a girlish sense of humor that appealed to most guys. His only chance, he felt, was to score with some of the younger girls in school, but compared with his beautiful cousin, nobody else could even come close. Besides, he reasoned, around here a guy too young to drive just didn't stand a chance. Maybe up in Colorado things would be different…!

"Well, you're just going to have to get used to the idea because that's where we're going to live," he said, getting up to leave her alone to finish dressing.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I might as well give it a chance," she agreed. She slid her dress over her shoulders and patted it down. "Wait. Zip me up, then tell me how I look," she ordered. He obeyed, impressed at her beauty. Then he sat back down to stare at her. "You're really beautiful," he said in an awed tone. He meant it. The dress fit her like skin, revealing her trim hips and tiny waist, while the low cut bodice barely contained her lush rounded breasts. "You're sweet," Linda cooed, "but will Kenny like it?" Paul felt a stirring in his cock and a slight twinge of jealousy as she bent over to reveal the deep cleavage between her melon-like breasts. He brushed aside the pang of guilt he felt and said gruffly, "Any guy in his right mind would." Then, remembering his own evening activities, he added somewhat sheepishly, "Say, Linda, another thing I wanted to talk to you about…"

"Sure, Paul," she said smiling, "I'm loaded." Linda fumbled in her purse on the dresser and commented, "Consider it payment for all your flattery," she said, tossing him a five dollar bill.

"How did you know that's what I wanted to talk to you about?" Paul asked, pocketing the money.

"It's your usual Friday night topic of conversation…" she laughed, brushing her long blonde hair and tying it neatly at her neck.

"Well, thanks Linda. I can pay you back Monday."

"Right, then hit me up again on Friday. Forget it; it's a gift," she said gaily, her previous ill humor forgotten for the moment.

"Gee, that's really nice of you Linda. And you really do look super," he complimented her. "I'm not just saying that because you gave me money either!"

Linda kissed him impulsively on the mouth and patted his cheek.

"Enjoy yourself… and behave!"

"Me?" the thirteen-year-old said in mock surprise. "You know what a goody-goody I am. It's you that better watch your step."

"Don't you worry… I can handle Kenny Meyer," she said grinning lewdly. Mike ignored the implication of her words and moved towards the door. He was a bit troubled, but looking at her, he knew Linda was able to take care of herself. She was quite a girl!

"Okay, see you later!" he said as he left her room, striding down the hall. He looked the perfect athlete, and at times, Linda wished she could meet someone as handsome and virile as her cousin. Well, she thought to herself, Kenny Meyer will just have to do for now.

Linda wasn't especially looking forward to her date with Kenny Meyer, although he was considered a big wheel at school. He was a handsome devil, she had to admit, and he knew it. They had a lovely dinner at a nice restaurant, and in spite of the fact that Kenny didn't seem able to talk about anything other than himself and his car, Linda had enjoyed the first part of the evening. In a way, she didn't blame him for being excited about his flashy sports car, but then she'd been out with a lot of guys with great cars, none of which seemed to worship their automobiles the way Kenny did. What's more, she thought sourly, a girl could expect a guy to give her a little more attention on a date. After all… she was hardly the wallflower type. Nor was she the kind of girl who fell all over a guy. It was up to him to come to her.

As he walked her out of the restaurant and to his car, she wondered what he had in mind for the rest of the evening. As if reading her thoughts, he said, "How about a drive? It's a nice night…"

"Sounds great," she conceded. "Maybe we could go out to the old highway…" She glanced at him to see if he caught her hint. The place was a notorious rendezvous for lovers.

Kenny shot her a sharp look, a new gleam in his eyes. "Fantastic idea, sweetheart! Sort of had it in mind myself."

As they drove through the town, Linda thought he shifted gears unnecessarily so he could rub her thigh and knee, and she wondered if he had the idea that she was an easy lay. I guess I am, she thought to herself, barely able to suppress a giggle, but still, she refused to be taken for granted. He had already admitted that his intentions were to drive out to the old highway, and that told her a lot. He acted like he expected her, or any girl for that matter, to open her legs for him, just because he was a big football wheel and owned an expensive car. Linda resolved quietly that he had a surprise coming. He wasn't going to get into her pussy just by snapping his fingers and batting his eyelashes at her.

She had been to the old highway too many times, with too many guys like Kenny to get all carried away. This was going to be her night. They would play the game her way or not at all… if he wanted to play by her rules, she just might let him fuck her, but if he got too smart, he would lose out on the best lay he'd ever had.

The beautiful blonde teenager was getting bored with her date's constant chatter about cars, and she wasn't favorably impressed by his inept efforts to rub her thigh. He was a phony, she decided. He hadn't been out with half the girls he'd like everyone to think he has. She wouldn't be surprised if the creep were a virgin!

Shifting about in her cramped quarters, Linda wondered why guys bought these kinds of cars. They were too small to do anything but sit and drive!

Kenny turned the car into a narrow lane overhung with trees and drove a short distance into the woods. They pulled up in a moonlit glade beside the river, and the moss-laden trees gave the spot an ominous feel at night. Linda listened to the sound of the water and the night birds, and suddenly, her thoughts were far from Kenny Meyer. She began to think about her father… her wonderful father who she hadn't seen for so long. He would be returning very soon now, and Linda wondered if he would still love her as much as before. She had never had to share her father's love with another woman, not since her mother, who she hardly remembered died. She knew she would have been much more resentful of his marriage if it had been to anyone other than her Aunt Jean; she was okay, really okay… and besides, she was Paul's mother!

"It's really beautiful here," Linda said dreamily. It was truly a romantic spot, a remnant of long ago when the world was a less complicated, easier place to live.

"Speaking of beautiful, baby, you're up with the best," Kenny smirked. It was the first word he had spoken all evening that directly concerned her, and she had been miffed, earlier that he hadn't commented about her dress.

Linda smiled and Kenny reached over to kiss her. He was surprised by Linda's instant response, shoving her tongue into his mouth and making him jump. As his hand slid down over her breast, she flicked her tongue in and out of his gasping mouth. She thought he would reach for her thigh or crotch, but he just rubbed her breast, as if to see if it were real.

She moved her hand down to his waist and expertly unzipped his pants. Then she put her hand inside and grasped his thickening cock, maneuvering it so that it came out of his pants. She moved the loose skin up and down and almost giggled as he began to moan deep in his throat as if he were in pain. Linda wondered if he would ever get around to grabbing at her pussy, but he seemed hung up on her firm breast. He had slid his hand down inside her brassiere and was playing with the taut nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. She liked the feeling, but it didn't compare with having her cunt played with.

She began to move her hand up and down on his cock, squeezing it hard and bringing the thick shaft to full, stiff erection. Then she made a tight ring with her thumb and fingers and encircled the swollen head, working her hand firmly over the cock-head. She was beginning to warm up to the young man, but was becoming a little irritated that it took him so long to get with it.

The blonde teenager worked harder on his turgid cock, liking the feel of it as it jerked convulsively. She found herself wondering vaguely if any girl had ever done this to her cousin, Paul, and how he would react.

Kenny suddenly pulled his mouth away from hers, and gasped, "I have a blanket in the back. Let's get out of here and lie on the ground."

Linda felt a pang of disappointment. Damn! She thought, he isn't even able to get me warmed up and he's ready to jump right in and fuck me! But she released his stiff cock and climbed out of the car, showing him as much of her well-rounded buttocks as she could, hoping it might give him some ideas about kissing her pussy and getting her really turned on before he got down to fucking her.

He had grabbed the blanket and was spreading it on the grass, his cock – sticking out from his fly – was bobbing wildly up and down, and Linda could see that it really was a nice one… long and round and capable looking. She turned and headed deeper into the trees, following the dirt road. "Come on, let's get closer to the water… less likely for the cops to find us," she said, turning her head to be sure he would follow. Kenny gathered the blanket and headed down the road behind her sighing in exasperation. He wanted to fuck this hot little bitch right now! Suddenly, the scene was lit up by the glaring headlights of the patrol car that cruised the area. Kenny tried to hide his bulging cock behind the blanket while Linda only stared angrily at the rapidly approaching headlights. Didn't the Goddamn cops have anything better to do than go around busting up lovers, she seethed. It was none of their business, anyhow… if people wanted to fuck; it was up to them she reasoned.

"All right you kids!" a voice bellowed. "You know this area is patrolled. No messing around up here. Now get back in the car and move it!" The policeman sounded more bored than angry. He saw the frozen Kenny and yelled again, "Come on, mac, put that thing back in your pants and get this girl out of here. She looks pretty young to be up here anyway!"

Kenny suddenly snapped out of his frozen pose. He mumbled, "Sure… I mean, yes sir!" His mind had been stalled at the vision of being taken down to the police station and his parents called. Most horrible of all was the possibility of his father taking his car away from him as punishment… it was just too dreadful a fate to imagine. He walked quickly back to the car and Linda followed reluctantly behind. She couldn't resist the temptation to mutter under her breath, "Why don't you go fight murderers and rapists!" to the policeman.

"What was that you said, young lady?" the officer replied with a warning tone to his voice.

"I said good night, sir…" Linda said in mock respect, climbing sullenly back into the car.

The patrol car remained where it was as they drove away, and Linda sneered when she saw the lights turned off. "He's probably sitting there watching and playing with himself!" she said sarcastically.

She looked over at Kenny, realizing that he was embarrassed and chagrined. Linda was frustrated. She had just begun to warm up and was looking forward to a good, if amateurish, fuck. Now, he had put his cock back in his pants, but she saw that there was still a big bulge in the crotch of his pants. Maybe it can still work out, she thought, if we can find another place.

"What a lousy break!" she volunteered.

"We couldn't help it," the young man commiserated. "You can never tell when those guys are going to show up and spoil the fun."

Kenny felt as though he had let her down and was embarrassed. He was also angry. He thought that she was probably the hottest little number he'd ever been out with. Suddenly, he heard her giggling loudly.

"You looked so funny, standing there trying to cover your cock with that blanket!" she laughed, fighting her own disappointment now. Kenny chuckled nervously and tried to concentrate on the narrow road ahead. He was distracted momentarily as he felt her hand again fumbling with his zipper. He startled, but she said, "Drive, Kenny. Find another place." Her cool fingers found his cock, and she pulled it from his pants. It was particularly hard, and the burgeoning shaft grew rapidly harder as she began to stroke it again. Linda was getting hot again, and she couldn't wait to feel that nice looking cock up deep in her pussy.

The young man glanced over at her as her nostrils flared, and she grew hazy-eyed with passion.

"Man!" he breathed in awe, "You really do want it, don't you?"

"You bet baby," Linda gasped. "Find a place and pull over!" She felt her pussy growing damp and warm, and she moved her hand up and down on the teenager's elongated shaft with faster strokes. He started to breathe heavily and he pushed his hips upward to meet her forceful stroking. She held his throbbing cock firmly, peeling back the foreskin and revealing the heart-shaped, blood-filled cockhead.

Kenny felt as if he were going to pop his load of cum into her hand if she didn't stop, and he began to search frantically for a place to pull over. He wasn't thinking straight. He was remembering the feel of her naked breast, and the arousing sight of her firm, rounded buttocks. He had to get into this little sexpot, he had to!

Her hand was driving him wild, and for an instant he thought of letting go and spilling his boiling juice into her hand! Her dress was pulled up now, and he thought he could dimly see the vee of her soft blonde pubic hair through her sheer panties. He wanted to reach out and grab her pussy, running his fingers up into it until she squealed with pleasure! Better yet, he wished he could ram his aching cock up into her cunt to the hilt and fill it! He was moving jerkily, trying to keep up with her fast-moving hand and still drive the car. The beautiful blonde teenager squirmed as she played with his cock, moving her thighs against one another to create friction in her pussy-lips. Her cunt was flowing wet with her own juices now, and she knew that if he didn't do something soon, she would have to shove her own fingers up into her pussy and quench the fire smoldering there.

She peered down at his hard cock, moving up and down through her fingers, and wished it were driving deep into her cunt instead. Suddenly she leaned over and began to kiss his neck and ears, nibbling at the lobes and sticking her tongue into his ear. The young football player groaned with desire, and he was driving erratically. His hips rolled in counter motion to her stroking, and he could feel his cum boiling up inside his loins.

"Stop! Anywhere!" Linda cried.

He moaned as he jammed the breaks and slid to the side, halting under a tree among some tall brush. He was moaning with the pain of denied fulfillment, and sharp fires of lust were shooting through his groin. He couldn't wait another second. He could feel the sperm beginning to shoot upward through his cock-shaft, and it began to spurt out from the slit in the end of his cock.

"No!" Linda cried. The idiot couldn't even wait another minute so she could enjoy his cum too. She looked with anger at the wet liquid that was spewing from his cock, feeling the frustration flood her body.

The young girl had never before seen semen shooting wildly into the air, and it excited her, even as she moaned with frustration. She continued to pump away at his exploding cock while Kenny groaned and thrust his hips upward. His fists gripped at the steering wheel tightly and he fucked his cock rapidly into her tightly clenched fist.

The sight of his cum flowing whitely over her fingers frantically aroused her, and her belly jerked as her cunt twitched madly. She reached down and massaged her pussy lips hungrily, shoving aside her panties and inserting her extended middle finger up inside her pussy to massage her clitoris.

"Cum, you bastard… cum!" she exploded, fascinated at the amount of cum he was spewing all over his pants and her hand.

Kenny grated, "Oh God, baby… what a sweet fuck you are!" Linda wondered derisively how the hell he could know, but she kept on draining his cock of its cum with diminishing strokes, fervidly wondering if he could get it up again so he could fuck her.

The young blonde felt cheated. She continued to play with her clitoris, but she knew it would be a poor cum, even if she managed it, and she was livid with anger at her date.

Kenny Meyer was shaking from the tremendous effects of his explosive orgasm. He had never had a girl pump his cock to orgasm before and it was sensational. The selfish boy continued to moan with joy, oblivious to Linda's needs.

She had become so aroused by now that she actually considered climbing on top of him and stuffing his now deflated cock up into her cunt in an effort to satisfy her burning lust.

The frustrated girl sighed with unsatisfied desire as she realized the car was just too damned small to do anything. And besides, his cock was soft now as the last few dribbles of his cum ran down the shaft and trickled onto her hand. Kenny collapsed in a limp heap, breathing heavily, wallowing in the slowly ebbing sensations of gratification.

Linda finally released the limp cock and slouched back into her seat, her hand still caressing her pussy. She closed her eyes to fantasize, but it wasn't any good. She lay there in utter frustration. She heard Kenny stir and looked over to see him trying to wipe off the spots of cum with his handkerchief. He carefully removed the spot from the dash and the seat, caring little about what had spilled on his own pants. Linda would have laughed aloud at the absurdity of his priorities, but she didn't want to insult him… she still needed to be fucked, or at least, tongued!

"I guess I got carried away…" the young girl ventured hesitantly. "But I did sort of enjoy it… and I know it must have been good for you."

Kenny stared straight ahead in embarrassment, not knowing what to say. It had been good, but it wasn't what he'd brought her out here for and he felt inept and, in a way, cheated.

"Well…" Linda said lamely, hoping he would grab the hint.

"Yeah," he mumbled hoarsely. "It was good for me." He didn't say any more, but started the car and drove back onto the road. He knew that she expected more, but he wasn't capable now. He suddenly felt like she was really angry at him and would blab it all over school if he didn't fuck her right… she would probably tell everyone about what happened tonight for that matter. She was a bold one… not at all like most of the shy girls he'd known. He drove silently until they arrived at her grandmother's house. He really didn't want to walk her to the door with his pants all stained with cum, her grandmother could be waiting in the livingroom or something and see him. Linda was angry and unfulfilled. "Thanks for dinner," she said coldly, jerking away from him as he leaned over to kiss her.

"Right," he retorted, equally as strained.

Linda slammed the door as she got out to walk by herself up to the house. That dumb bastard had treated her like a whore, the son-of-a-bitch! She didn't consider the fact that she may have done something to give him that impression. To hell with him, she thought. He blew his chance to fuck a real hot pussy tonight!

"Wait, Linda…" Kenny called after her, but the angry young blonde kept walking. She stopped halfway up the path leading to the old two story house and turned around to call out softly, "You lose, baby…" Swinging her hips she walked up the steps to the door, anxious to get to the privacy of her room where she could still the roaring fire inside her loins.