The neighbor's daughter

CHAPTER TWO

Judson Fisher was a banker and his home was one of the most beautiful homes in town. It looked like a mansion to Carol Banister. She always felt a little shy when she walked up to the front door of the huge home. Especially now that Judson Fisher had fucked her. She didn't know how she was going to act when Mrs. Fisher opened the door.

She almost hoped it would be someone else who opened the door, but the gorgeous blond-haired Laura Fisher opened the door. Tonight she was even more gorgeous than usual. She had on a tight green skirt with a split up the side that showed a lot of her long, creamy-colored legs.

It was low cut in front and showed her big, round tits. Carol saw the hard points of her nipples pressing against the soft fabric.

"You're early tonight, Carol," Lois said.

"Yes," Carol stammered. "I suppose I am."

"Come on in. Billy's out playing, but he's supposed to be back by seven."

Carol was blushing as she followed Mrs. Fisher into the living room where her husband was standing in front of his luxurious bar. He was dressed in an expensive-looking suit and was finishing off a drink.

"Hello, Carol," he said, his face friendly.

Carol blushed a bright red. She couldn't understand how he could stand there being friendly after what had happened between them. She expected it to show in his face. Of course, it hadn't seemed to bother him the way it did her. It was as if he fucked teenage virgins all the time.

"We'll try not to be late tonight," Judson said. "I don't know what kind of party it'll turn out to be. You know how these things go. Be prepared."

"I am," Carol said. "I brought some books to read."

"Good."

Carol saw then to the door and waved good-bye. Mr. Fisher kept acting like nothing had happened between them until his wife's back was turned. Then Carol felt him squeezing her ass cheek. Carol felt a tingle go through her body. She knew it was crazy, but she would have fucked Mr. Fisher right then and thered on the soft carpeted floor if he just suggested it. She wouldn't have struggled at all. She would have fucked him even in front of his wife.

Carol waited until their car had left the driveway and then she went into the kitchen. She hadn't eaten and there was always something good to eat in their kitchen. She fixed herself a sandwich and a glass of milk. She was sitting at the kitchen table eating it when Billy Fisher came home.

Billy Fisher was the only thing Carol hated about babysitting at the Fisher home. He was completely obnoxious for a boy his age. He had roaming eyes. He was always looking her up and down as if he knew what she looked like under her clothes. It turned her on when Mr. Fisher did that, but it made her kind of sick when his son did it.

"You're here already?" Billy asked.

"Doesn't it look like I'm here?"

"You're a real smart-ass, aren't you?" Billy asked.

"I wouldn't try to keep using that adult language with me, little boy," Carol said. "I'll wash your mouth out with soap."

At one time Carol had been able to threaten Billy so that he would behave. But Billy had started to learn that Carol was not really capable of violence. He was getting harder and harder to handle. Carol would have stopped babysitting at the Fisher home if it wasn't for the fact that they paid so good, and the fact that she had a real crush on Mr. Fisher.

"You going to fix me something to eat?" Billy asked.

"What do you want?" Carol asked.

"I'm looking at it," Billy said, looking right at the spot where her shapely tits pressed the halter top she wore, Carol tried not to let him see her blush, but it was hard. She looked angry.

"I told you not to talk like that," she said. "Sure," Billy said. "You act real high and mighty around me, but you don't act so high and mighty around all the Fisher men, do you?"

For a moment Carol felt her heart stop. "What do you mean?"

Billy gave her a lewd grin. "Dad was supposed to pick me up the other day, but he was late. I decided to take a ride with a friend. We passed Dad's car near the intersection. I asked my friend to let me out. He didn't mind. I walked the four blocks to your house and sure enough, Dad's car was in the driveway."

"He took me home," Carol said. "What's so wrong with that?"

"He took you lots of places," Billy said. "You see, the door was open so I just walked in. I went upstairs to where I heard the voices. I stood there in the hallway for a long time."

Carol tried to think of something to say, but she couldn't. It was like she was choking to death. She finished off her milk. She knew she was red all the way down to her toes. She kept seeing Billy standing there watching them. Watching them fuck. Seeing her buck-assed naked.

"Does Mr. Fisher know you know?" she asked.

"Not yet. But I don't think I'll tell him, anyway Mother's the one I should tell."

"No!" Carol almost screamed the word. "You can't tell her."

Carol kept thinking that it would ruin Judson Fisher. He might even have to go to jail. That would be terrible. Besides, Carol didn't think it was his fault. It was her fault.

Sure, any man would fuck a woman if she made it obvious that he could. And Carol had made it pretty obvious.

"Why shouldn't I tell?" Billy

asked.

At that moment Carol hated him more than she had ever hated anyone, but she forced her voice to sound sweet.

"You can't tell her because it would ruin your father's life."

"I don't give a shit about my father's life." Billy said. "I think I'd have it made if we kicked Dad out."

"Please don't tell him, Billy," Carol begged. "Please."

"What'll it be worth to me?" Billy asked. Suddenly Billy had made it plain. Carol was being blackmailed. Billy didn't give a damn about his father one way or another. It was Carol he was interested in. Carol felt a flutter of nervousness in her belly.

"What do you want?" Carol asked. "You know what I want," Billy said. "For a start, I want to see you naked. Just like the other night. And then we'll talk about what else I want."

Carol had never felt more disgusted, but she knew that Billy would never accept anything else from her. And she really did love Judson, and didn't want to see him ruined.

"All right," Carol said.

"Let's go into the living room and put on some music," Billy said. "You can do a strip for me."

Carol felt sick as she led Billy into the living room. Billy put on some slow, suggestive music. He sat down on the couch with his hands behind his head.

"Dance for me, baby," he said. "Strut your stuff."

Carol started doing a few bumps and grinds to the music. It was hard peeling out of her tight shorts, but she heard Billy clapping as she kicked them off. She felt his eyes burning holes through her thin panties. She hurriedly reached behind her back and unhooked her halter-top. She wanted to get it over with.

She dropped the halter-top and let her tits swing free. Billy kept urging her to dance wilder, to let her tits shake. For the last thing, she skimmed out of her panties and stood naked in front of him.

"Come here," Billy said. His voice was husky.

Billy had sat up on the couch as she walked over to him. He put his hands on her legs. She felt his fingers stroking up and down her silky flesh. His hand moved around to touch the soft pussy hairs between her legs. She somehow kept herself from running away.

"Sit down in my lap," Billy suggested. "Rub your ass against my cock!"

She let herself be pulled down into his lap. She immediately felt his young hard cock pressed tightly against his jeans. She could feel the thick bulge against her ass cheeks.

"Wiggle your ass, damn it," Billy commanded.

She began wiggling her shapely ass against his cock. She felt one of his hands come up between her legs and start touching the insides of her thighs. He moved his other hand up her body to touch her tits. She felt his fingertips brushing over her nipples. It made them hard and achy. She didn't want to feel anything, but she was.

"You shouldn't make me do this," she said. "It's not right."

"You're going to enjoy it," Billy said. "You enjoyed it when my father did it."

Billy's hand covered her titty. She felt him squeezing as hard as he could. It was almost painful, but it sent another sick shiver through her body.

Billy lowered his head to her tits. She felt his tongue caressing one of her aching nipples. She tried to move her body away but Billy's hot tongue followed. She tried to tell herself how much she hated this young man, but that was hard to do when his tongue was doing exciting things to her.

She had to moan in pleasure when she felt him pulling her nipple inside his wet mouth. It was strange that he could be so experienced for a kid. His mouth seemed to excite things inside her that even his father had not found. And all the while his hand stroked the inside of her creamy thighs, just below her pussy.

"Let's get down on the floor," Billy said.

She was trembling as they got down on the floor together. She had noticed before how softly carpeted the floor was when she had been thinking about fucking Judson. It was hard to believe that she was soon going to be fucking his son.

"Shit," Billy moaned. "You got a body on you, honey. I never thought I'd be able to get you naked on my living-room floor. You always acted so stuck-up."

Billy kissed her mouth and didn't give her a chance to answer. She felt his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. She opened her mouth wider and allowed him to push his tongue in and out of her mouth. She felt both his hands moving up between them to caress her hot tits.

Billy's fingers seemed to make her tits hotter and harder. She started pressing them against his fingers. He moved one hand down her side and slipped it underneath. She felt his fingertips stroking her ass cheeks.

"I've dreamed about getting a piece of your ass for a long time," Billy said. "My cock started hurting the first time I looked at those big tits and that sweet little ass of yours!"

His tongue kept stabbing deep into her mouth. It was going so deep that she was almost choking. She finally started pushing her tongue back against his. She could feel how excited he suddenly got. He was pushing his crotch against her naked thigh and she could feel the pressure of his throbbing cock.

"Take it out, baby," Billy moaned. "Take it out and play with it. It's getting so fucking hard!"

She put her hand on his cock for the first time. It was really hard. She could feel it hot and throbbing against her fingertips. It felt nice. She hadn't thought that a youngster could have a cock that big.

She found the zipper of his pants and tugged it down. Her slender fingers slid inside the opening and she found his cock bunched in his shorts. Billy moved his body so that she could reach his cock easily.

She fumbled in his shorts until she could get his cock out. She slid it out of his shorts and the tiny opening in his trousers. It was even bigger than she had expected, bigger than it had felt in his trousers.

She wrapped her fingers around his thick, throbbing prick and began to move her hand up and down. Billy was moaning. She could feel him moving his hips back and forth. Her fingers formed a tight circle, almost a vise around his cock.

"Oh shit," Billy groaned. "I can't hold back! I'm going to shoot my cum! I'm going to shoot my fucking cum! OH SHIT!"

It happened so suddenly that she couldn't stop moving her hand. Suddenly his thick white cum was shooting all over her hand and fingers. She moved her hand away as she felt the last of his cum dribbling out onto her fingers.

"Shit," Billy said. "It was too soon. Now I'll never get to fuck your sweet ass off!"

But Carol wasn't going to give up that easily. She was too turned on. It wouldn't fair for him to stop now. She immediately started undoing his trousers and peeling them down his legs. His shorts followed. In a few moments she had the youngster completely naked. Of course he didn't have the strong, muscular body of his father, but it was still enough to make her hot. His cock looked long and was already starting to feel a little hard again.

"Don't worry, baby," Carol assured him. "I'll make it hot and hard again. I'm horny and I want it!"

"Oh shit," he said. "That's the way I love to hear you talk!"

She knew that he was young and it wouldn't take her grasping fingers long to make him hard again. She wrapped her fingers tightly around his cock and began to move her hand up and down. She wasn't that experienced at making cocks hard, but she didn't have to be that experienced.

In a few moments she felt his cock getting stiff. She moved her fingers down to his balls and started caressing the heavy sac. She felt him moving his hips. Her fingers made a tight vise around his cock and his thrusting hips showed her that he was enjoying fucking her hand.

"Baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, that feels good. It feels so fucking good, baby!"

His hips moved faster and she was afraid he would come again before she got that fat cock inside her pussy. She released his cock and pressed him back on the floor. She kissed his mouth and rammed her fiery little tongue deep into his throat. She could feel him lifting his hips so that his hard prick rammed her belly. She could already feel him leaking cum.

She raised her head. "Do you want to fuck me?"

"Oh yeah," he answered. "Fuck yes. I never wanted anything as bad as I want your hot pussy!"

She rolled over onto her back and pulled his young body over on top of her. She felt his hard prick moving up between her legs to press against her snatch. She opened her legs, easily and felt his cock nudging between her hot cunt lips.

"Stick it in me," she moaned. "Stick your fat cock head in my cunt. I want to feel it."

She knew that Billy had never heard any woman talk this way. She could feel the excitement rocking his body. He started stabbing her pussy but his cock wasn't getting into the proper place. She finally had to lower her hand between them and find his cock. She wrapped her lingers around his prick and pulled it against her pussy hole.

"Now put it in my cunt," she moaned. "Stick it in deep!"

She forgot that he was blackmailing her and that she hated him. The first time his cock slipped into her sweet twat made her forget everything but the sweet memories of being fucked. She clamped her pussy walls together and heard him groan.

"I've never felt anything like this," he groaned. "Oh shit, I've never felt pussy like yours!"

Everything seemed to be natural to her, even though she was inexperienced. She raised her legs so that his small cock could get deeper inside her. It didn't feel that small anymore. She could feel his prick throbbing inside her. It wasn't as big a cock as his father had, but it was capable of giving her satisfaction.

"Now go ahead and fuck me, you bastard!" Carol screamed. "Fuck me hard! Give it to me, baby!"

Billy lost control and he began slamming his cock into her pussy as hard as he could. Carol closed her eyes and listened to the exciting sounds his cock made as it went in and out of her pussy. Her pussy was already dripping.

She could feel the insides of her thighs getting sticky.

"Do I fuck as good as my father?" Billy asked.

"You do," Carol groaned. "You fuck good! You fuck so damned good!"

Billy slipped his hands beneath her and he got two good holds on her ass cheeks. His fingers started stroking the crack of her ass, one finger touching her tight little asshole. She shivered as his finger caused new shivery sensations through her body.

She raised her head and started licking at his neck like an animal. Her teeth nipped at his throat. She felt the hot fires in her belly getting out of control. She bit his neck a little harder, but he didn't seem to mind.

"You sweet little bitch," he moaned. "You piece of ass! I've never felt anything like this! You move your ass so fucking good! You move your fucking big ass so good!"

She kept moving her ass while Billy kept driving his fat prick in and out of her pussy. Now she could feel his leaking cum mixing with her juices and making the insides of her legs even stickier. She closed her cunt walls, together again. It was like her fingers held him tight. She could feel every inch of his cock with her tight pussy lips.

"Oh baby," she whispered. "Oh baby, I can feel it coming!"

She started twisting wildly as if she wanted to escape his cock. She could feel the wild spasms of pleasure growing inside her. She felt her pussy juices starting to flood his cock.

"Oh yeah!" she cried out. "Oh yes, baby. This is it. This is what I love! Oh, it feels so good! Oh yes, it feels so fucking good! Put it in me deep, you fucking bastard! Put that big fucking prick in my cunt hole!"

She felt her entire body being rocked by hot spasms. She started moaning and sobbing. She wrapped her arms around him tightly and made his chest flatten her tits. She kept turning her body from side to side as the last sweet spasm went through her.

"Oh, good," she moaned. "Oh that was fine!"

She wanted him to be satisfied and she kept lifting her ass to take his fat cock. In a few minutes she could feel his cock getting thicker. She dug her fingernails into his back.

"Come in my pussy," she whispered. "Shoot all your hot cum in my cunt. Come in me, baby! Come in me!"

Her words made him hotter and he began ramming his prick into her even faster. She felt his cum leaking inside her cunt. She kept moving her ass against him.

"Shit, baby," he moaned. "Shit, I'm ready. I'm going to shoot my fucking come! Fuck, you hot-assed bitch! I'm fucking coming!"

He rammed into her deep and she felt the jerking rhythm of his hard cock. His prick began to spurt hot cum into her pussy. She clamped her pussy walls tight around his cock and worked her ass up and down to milk his cock completely dry.

"Oh fuck, baby," he said. "I've never felt any fucking thing like this!"

He kept his cock inside her for a long time before it went soft and slipped out of her. Then he stayed on top of her for a while until she finally eased him off.

"We've got to get up," she said. "Your parents might be home soon."

"Oh, all right," Billy said reluctantly. But from the sound of his voice, Carol was sure that it wouldn't be the last time he wanted some of her pussy!