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Chapter 47
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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Second Best
Part: 047
Universe: Second Best
Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their
families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom.
Keywords: MF
Keywords for full story: F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg-
inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc
Chapter 47
Friday Night/Saturday Morning: the Giannelli's
Denise brushed past Rick and Mandi, who were 'dancing' in the living
room. The pair were grinding their pubic mounds into each other. Mandi's
skirt and Rick's pant leg were both wet with her secretions, and Rick's
hands had disappeared up Mandi's blouse. Denise wondered wryly how many
times they'd tripped over furniture - no way they could see anything with
their eyes closed and their tongues buried in each other's mouths. As she
mounted the stair, she ran into Bobby and Dina, cuddling at the top of the
staircase. "Why don't you two get a room?" Denise asked, grinning.
Dina giggled. "We've been listening to Bobby's Dad give Auntie Helen
a hard time!"
Bobby snickered, "Yeah, several inches worth!"
Denise smiled gently, "Then Momma's a very happy woman about now..."
Dina nodded, "From the sound of things, I'd agree. Bobby's gonna take
me home... I don't think Rick plans to go anywhere else tonight."
Bobby added, "Tell Dad to call in the morning, and one of us will pick
him up. Okay?"
"Sure," Denise replied, "No problem. I'm going to bed. See ya!" She
walked past her mother's room, where, through the open door, she could hear
"Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh..." over the sound of the creaking box
spring. This brought another smile as she entered her room and closed the
door.
30 minutes earlier, while Big Al had been urinating copiously and
loudly in the bathroom at the end of the hall, Dina and Bobby had entered
Helen's room to obtain the truck keys. They found Helen lying on the bed,
smiling through tears. "What's the matter, Auntie?" Dina asked, gently.
"That was wonderful - and it's over!" Helen sighed.
"Howcum?" Bobby wanted to know.
"Dear, your father may have seen me through the eyes of a man with
several years' worth of pent-up sexual frustration a few minutes ago, but
now, reality will set in and he will see me as I really am," she waved her
arms vaguely over her nude torso, "and he'll be in a hurry to get out of
here and forget what he's done. If I'm lucky, he'll get hard up enough in a
couple of months to try again..."
Bobby and Dina locked glances. Bobby again regarded Helen, declaring,
"I think you underestimate both yourself and my Dad! In the first place,
you're pretty good looking for your age and size. And in the second place,
Dad LIKES big women! He spends a lot of time on-line scoping those BBW
websites!"
Dina chipped in, nodding, "I saw him a while ago just after he came
in. He was cool as a cucumber with you, but when you turned around to go
get Bobby, I watched his eyes swivel tracking your ass all the way through
the kitchen door - and he was drooling a puddle on the rug in the process!"
Helen was nonplussed. "But..."
" 'Butt' is right, and you've got a nice one, if you like 'em good
sized - and I've NEVER seen tits like that!" Big Al strode through the
door, still unashamedly buck naked. He reached for his coverall, looking at
Bobby. "You get the keys?" Bobby shook his head.
Helen watched her recent lover grab his coverall and begin orienting
it, expecting him to don it, MAYBE kiss her, and leave, making whatever
empty promises he felt were prudent. Instead, he fished in the front pocket
and came up with a wad of keys. "Take Peanut, there, home," he said, waving
at Dina, "I've got business to attend to."
Bobby nodded, took the keys, and walked out. Dina trailed him,
winking at Helen. Big Al tossed the coverall back on the floor, and stood
regarding Helen. Helen blinked when the coverall hit the floor, looking
surprised. After a moment, she asked cautiously, "What're you doing?"
Big Al smiled and replied, "I'm trying to decide what I'm going to
worship first..." He thought a moment, then asked, concerned, "You don't
want me to leave, do you?"
"OH GOD, NO!" Helen cried, reaching for him.
Al smiled and crawled onto the bed, grasping a handful of Helen's left
breast and shoving his tongue into her welcoming mouth as he draped himself
across her. Helen stopped trying to analyze the situation and began dueling
with his tongue happily as she felt the unmistakable imprint of his iron-
hard erection press against her belly.
By the time Denise passed by, Al had Helen up on her knees with her
head resting on a pillow while he steadily laid pipe from the rear, holding
onto her generous hips as he drove into her doggie style. Helen had already
had two of her gigantic orgasms, and was now in a plateau of stimulation,
where she was basically cumming constantly, new spasms being caused by Big
Al's balls swinging into her clitoris at every stroke. Big Al had emptied
himself into her once again, and was working on another mind-numbing orgasm.
If there was a happier woman on the face of the planet at that point, she'd
have been hard pressed to prove it to Helen.
3 a.m. came, and Rick and Mandi played host to the departure of the
other two couples. Bobby and Dina left in the tow truck soon after Denise
went to bed. Everyone had had one helluva time. Rick and Mandi, who had
been almost restrained to this point, retired to Mandi's bedroom, where Rick
collapsed in Mandi's sleeping arms after providing her with 45 minutes of
the sweet sex that they had been anticipating all evening.
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