“Why is your stepdad up there, stroking his cock?” asked Olivia of her friend sprawled to the right of her on the couch.
Both were naked, like the man on the balcony. Both sixteen-year-olds were playing with themselves, also like the considerably-older-than-that man on the balcony.
“He has qualms,” replied the redheaded girl. “And he’s pumping his cock because it, you know, that’s how men masturbate.”
“I know about that, Chloe,” said Olivia in that exaggerated, exasperated vocal tone teen girls have perfected over the centuries. She continued to rub her clit, now wet with excitement. “But what does ‘qualms’ mean?”
“It’s like, he has morals, limits on what he can do,” replied Chloe. “As my step-dad, he doesn’t think he can have sex with me, but he’s fine with jerking off while watching me jerk off. He keeps his distance, and that makes it all right. In his perverted, fucking little mind.”
This was first time Chloe had invited her best friend to come over and tease Mr. Hamilton. School was out for the day and the redhead’s mother was away on one of her frequent business trips.
“Is he going to spurt?” whispered Olivia.
“He has the past couple of times. Takes a while, but yeah.”
The house-guest tried to visually figure the distance and angles. “Is his … spunk … going to reach us over here on the couch?”
“He hasn’t before,” Chloe replied, “but this is the first time watching two girls diddle themselves, so he’s extra excited. It might just reach.”
Up on the balcony, the sweaty Mr. Hamilton was definitely excited, but also definitely trying to delay his explosion. Plus, as an older man, he was not on a hair trigger. Chloe was getting bored, and wanted to speed things up.
“Have you ever had a boy cum on you?” she asked her friend, loud enough for her step-father to hear.
“Not on me, but Jamar came inside my mouth at that party last week. That fucker didn’t warn me.”
“Damn,” Chloe said, still loud enough for even the grey-haired man to hear. “Jamar is soooo hot. I wish he were here right now. We could both suck his dick, licking it a long time like on those porn sites.
“Yeah,” said Olivia, getting into the spirit of things. “Driving him fucking crazy while we lick him and suck him and take his balls all the way into our mouths. Deep throat him. And kiss each other while we’re doing it.”
Mister Hamilton’s legs were shaking. His mouth was literally drooling. He wasn’t going to last much longer.
Chloe took her friend’s hand and moved it over to her own crotch, putting her own over Oliva’s pussy.
“Let’s do each other,” she said. “More fun that way.”
The two had done this before, but not with someone watching. The heat was on.
Keeping one eye on the balcony, Chloe rolled part-way over and kissed her friend. Closed lips at first, chaste kisses, then deeper and with tongue.
Within seconds, the teens started getting into it, squirming and rubbing each other’s clits with vigor.
“We should call him over here,” said Chloe during a break for breathing. “Show this fucker what a big hard cock Jamar has. Maybe we can make my dad suck him. Or Jamar can fuck the shit out of him. You like big, black dick, Daddy?”
Mr. Henderson thought he was having a stroke. The blood that wasn’t caught up in his cock was rushing past his eardrums, with a “thomp-thomp-thomp.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Chloe was catching his reaction. She knew a huge raise in her allowance was in the cards. Maybe even a car from the old man, once she got her license. Maybe some dough for Olivia.
She had no qualms about using the fucker’s desires for her own desires.
That old man exploded just before the girls did. The question of whether his spunk would reach the girls was answered.
It sure did.
