Daughter on top – chapter 6

It was a warm October evening, and Anne was sitting alone on her front
steps. Jolyne was spending the weekend with her father, and Anne was
wishing she had someone to fuck her. She’d been sitting there about ten
minutes when Burt Foster, her neighbor, came ambling over with a can of
beer in his hand.

“Hi, Burt,” she smiled as he sat down on the step just below hers.

“Hello, Anne,” he grinned, taking a sip of his beer, “D’ya mind if I
join you for a little while?”

“Hell, no,” beamed the beautiful brunette. “Jolyne’s spending the
weekend with her dad and I could use some company.”

“I’m alone, too,” he smiled. “My wife’s gone to visit her sister for a
couple of weeks.”

Sitting on the step just above Burt’s, Anne crossed her legs, exposing a
nice portion of naked thighs beneath her short, tight skirt.

Burt had often thought what a hot piece of ass she’d probably be when
he’d seen her walking with her softly rounded ass wriggling
provocatively under the tight skirts she habitually wore. Now, sitting
on her steps and looking up between her legs, he wondered how hard it
would be to make her. With his wife out of town, he’d sure like to get
into this beauty’s pants.

Seeming to read his mind, Anne slowly recrossed her legs to give him a
lingering view, pleased that because of the warm evening she wasn’t
wearing any panties. A delicious little tingle rippled through Anne’s
loins when she saw the wild lust in his eyes as he stared at her
blatantly exposed cunt. There was nothing that the attractive slut
enjoyed more than a brand new cock, and the prospect that this big burly
neighbor might fuck her was making her cunt churn with desire.

“Oh, Burt,” she whispered, her eyes glowing with mischief. “You have
some naughty thoughts on your mind.”

“What do you m-mean?” he stammered.

“You want to get at my hot little pussy,” the pretty woman giggled.

“What makes you say that?”

“I can tell by the way you’re staring at it,” she grinned. “Do you like
it?”

“I sure do!” he blurted, nervously licking his lips.

“I’ll bet there’s not a hotter cunt in town,” she giggled, pulling her
skirt up around her hips and spreading her legs wide apart to give him a
better view. “Why don’t you touch the little devil and find out how hot
the fuckin’ thing is?”

Unable to believe what was happening, Burt was trembling with excitement
as he reached up and inserted his fingertip into the slut’s lewdly
exposed twat.

“Stick it all the way in,” she panted. “Twist it around in there.”

The man couldn’t believe the sucking hotness of her slippery slit when
her moistly clinging cunt-flesh closed deliciously around his deeply
embedded finger.

“How are you hung?” she whispered, moving down next to him on the step
when he pulled his finger out of her sopping hot cunt slit.

Before he could answer, she reached down and cupped her hand around the
big bulge that was throbbing in the front of his pants.

“Jesus, Burt,” she giggled, giving his cock a loving squeeze. “There’s
nothing I like better than a big new cock, and this one feels like a
real beauty.”

Shivering with excitement as the hot juices leaked out of her pussy,
Anne lowered his zipper, and after a short struggle, she finally hauled
his big blue-veined prick out of his open fly.

“Oh, Burt, baby,” she whispered, leaning down and swiping her wet tongue
across the bulbous surface of his lust-swollen knob. “Are you gonna
stuff this big hard thing into my hot juicy twat?”

“You’re not shittin’,” he panted. “You’re gonna get every fuckin’ inch
of it.”

“Then let’s get in the house,” she giggled, stuffing his cock back into
his pants and taking his hand. “I’ve never felt so fuckin’ horny in my
life.”

When they entered the house, Anne felt her throat so parched with
excitement that she hurried into the kitchen for a glass of water.

Watching her as she stood with her back to him by the sink, Burt stared
excitedly at the soft roundness of her lovely ass and the bare flesh of
her legs beneath her extremely short dress. Not only was she a beautiful
woman, but she was probably a real wild fuck. He could certainly have a
good time screwing her until his wife came home.

Walking up behind her as she stood by the sink drinking her water, Burt
felt his cock throbbing violently in his pants. Putting his arms around
Anne’s waist, he pulled her sweet ass back against the big bulge in his
slacks. Moving his hands up, he cupped her big full tits, squeezing her
succulent flesh, feeling her nipples harden under the material of her
dress.

Realizing the neighbor was really hot for her body, Anne was getting
hotter and wetter between her legs.