Description
Susie Cue is a sexy blonde who lives with
Jimmy Boxlicker. One day, Jim's father comes by with his son's mail, lets
himself in and sees her toweling herself off after her shower. The blonde hotsy
and the older man are so taken with each other they share sexual pleasures on
the son's bed and, when Jimmy comes home, he eagerly joins in a father and son sex
banquet with Susie as the main course.
Excerpt
There he beheld a truly alluring sight. A naked woman was standing on
the bathmat, drying her face with what he recognized as one of the good bath
towels Jim had taken with him when he moved out. She was short, just over five
feet tall, with succulent appearing breasts and blonde hair that cascaded over
her shoulders and down her back. He couldn't tell whether she was a natural
blonde or not because her crotch was hairless, having been either shaved or
waxed, but he gave that question no more than a minimum of thought.
As he looked at her, he was mostly thinking of how he would love to go
down on the gorgeous body of the woman in his son's bathroom. George was quite confident
she was not a burglar or other kind of desperado because, for one thing, she
was too beautiful and sexy and, more important, such a person would never have
stopped to take a shower. He didn't speak to her, preferring to watch the
erotic sway of her lovely breasts as she finished toweling her face and neck.
"Hey!" the young hotty blurted out as she lowered the towel and saw the
unknown man standing less than six feet away. Quickly, she held the heavy white
terrycloth in front of her nakedness and wrapped it around herself, even though
she knew he had already feasted his eyes on the parts of her body most likely
to interest a man.
"Who are you?" she challenged him.
"George Boxlicker. I'm Jim's father. Now, who are you?"
"My name's Susie Cue and I'm his girlfriend and I live here."
As Susie looked closer, she could see the family resemblance. George had
the same pale blue eyes she admired so much in Jimmy, several shades lighter
than her own. The two men were both just over six feet tall, and had the same
athletic build. She was quite taken with Jimmy's receding hairline, having
something of a fetish for baldness, but the head of his father far exceeded
that. What he had was a great, sexy sweep of skin extending all the way back from
his eyebrows, with just two narrow strips of hair above his ears.
She also noted his bristly mustache and had a sudden deliciously wicked
thought of how she would love to be lying naked on her back, looking down at
that bald head between her legs while George's mustache tickled her clit and
his tongue stroked her swollen labia. Susie had gone to have her pubic area
waxed that morning, and she hoped and anticipated that, in a few hours, she
would have Jimmy's tongue caressing her smooth, ultra-sensitive bare skin, but
she had no objection to somebody else licking her there first, especially if it
was a member of his family.
She wondered if George could eat pussy as well as his son, and fervently
hoped she would have a chance to find out. She and Jimmy had once discussed the
possibility of including his father in a threesome, but Susie had been a bit
reluctant. She liked the idea of being in the middle of two or more men, and
had done so many times, but it seemed rather quirky to be fucking a father and
son at the same time. After seeing the man who had been proposed as their
partner, her reluctance disappeared. In fact, just then she wanted nothing more
than to persuade him to join her on the bed in the adjacent room for some
one-on-one sex. The next time she saw Jimmy, she would agree to the threesome
but first she wanted a chance to try his father out on her own.
"You do look a lot like Jimmy," Susie continued. She released one corner
of the towel she was holding and it unfurled itself, exposing her gorgeous body
to him again. To make sure he got an even better look at her large breasts and bare
genitals, she spread her legs and moved her other hand, the one that still held
a corner of the towel, as far from her body as she could reach.
"Oh, excuse me. How clumsy I am," she said, obviously without an ounce
of sincerity. Grinning lewdly at the man in the doorway, she stood there for
several seconds, giving him a good, long look at the sexy body that he couldn't
help but know was available to him, before slowly starting to wrap the towel
around herself again.
"That's okay. Would you like me to dry off your back?" George stepped
forward, sure of an affirmative answer.
"Oh, how sweet of you. Yes, that would be nice."