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 Hot Family Next Door By Perry Jones









   Chapter One



   Peg lay in bed, her eyes wide, her toes wiggling with excitement.  Her
breath rushed in and out of her lungs, lifting and lowering her tits so her
erect nipples rubbed on the sheet and covered them.



   "Honey," Dave called.  "Honey?"



   But Peg didn't hear her husband's voice.  She was too excited.



   Sticking his head out of the bathroom, Dave looked at his wife in the
bed.  He smiled.  She could almost lose touch with reality completely when
she was reading a good book.



   "Yoo-hoo!" Dave called as he walked to the bed and sat down on the edge
next to his oblivious wife.  "Dave calling Peg.  Come in, Peg.  Can you
hear me?"



   "Um?" Peg said, furrowing her brow and peering more intently than ever
into the book she gripped with white knuckles.



   "Peg, honey," Dave said.  "Time to fuck.  Put the book down,
sweetheart."



   "Um?" Peg said again without looking up.



   Dave envied Peg's ability to lose herself so totally in a book.  But he
was in the mood for fucking-his favorite way of relaxing.  He knew that Peg
loved to fuck too, but sometimes it was difficult to get her attention.



   Dave began tugging the sheet that covered his wife.  Peg, if she noticed
what he was doing at all, didn't try to stop him.  The sheet moved down
over the curves of her luscious body.



   Dave watched as his wife's tits were exposed.  His prick stirred in his
pajamas as he looked at Peg's white tits lying on her chest, sagging
slightly to the sides.  Her tits looked so soft and inviting!  Their crowns
of pink, puckered flesh made Dave's mouth water.



   The edge of the sheet slipped down to Peg's belly, and she continued
reading.



   Dave moved the sheet down slowly, teasing himself, making his prick
throb.



   Peg was still completely engrossed in her book, and although she had
lifted her wrists a bit so Dave could slip the sheet down her body, she
gave no indication of noticing what was going on.



   The receding edge of the sheet revealed Peg's belly button.  Her tummy
was flat and firm.  Dave was grateful his wife was still in such great
shape; she was forty years old, after all.



   Dave's eyes focused intently at his wife's crotch.  He could see the
texture of the bristling pussy hair through the sheet as it slid over her
cunt.  Then, slowly, her triangular patch of cunt hair was revealed.



   As the sheet moved down Peg's creamy thighs, Dave's gaze remained on her
pussy.



   Peg's ginger-colored pubic hair rose in a gentle curve, covering her
plump cunt mound.  Dave's mouth watered.  But he remained merely an
observer.  He enjoyed the tension of his horniness and was in no hurry.



   Peg's thighs were slightly spread, and Dave could see the cleft of her
pussy peeking out at him.  Most of Peg's pussy hair was on the frontal
region of her cunt, and between her legs her cunt lips were almost bald. 
Dave loved that about her cunt because the sight of her smooth, fleshy
pussy lips always filled him with joy.



   Although he longed to dive into the moist warmth of Peg's crotch, he
resisted the urge.  He looked up at Peg's face.  Incredibly, she was still
reading with as much interest as ever.  She gave no sign of being aware her
body was now exposed to the lustful gaze of her horny husband.



   Dave smiled.  He saw Peg's eyes moving back and forth as she followed
the lines of type.  Her tits rose and fell with the steady rhythm of her
breathing.



   Lowering his face to his wife's thighs, Dave breathed in the funky aroma
that hung over Peg's cunt.  His prick twitched as the scent of pussy fired
his passion.



   Kissing one of Peg's thighs, Dave realized he'd stumbled onto something
interesting.  There was a weird pleasure in kissing the thigh of a woman
who wasn't even aware of him.  And when he nestled his face between her
thighs, enjoying the warm, smooth skin against his cheeks, his fuck-lust
multiplied!



   Dave slid his face nearer Peg's cunt.  Now the odor was stronger, and
Dave knew her cunt was wet.  So, she had noticed his lips on her thighs, at
least subconsciously.



   Peg's book hid her face from Dave's as he burrowed his nose into her
curly cunt hair.



   With the fuzzy softness of Peg's pussy pressed to his face, Dave stuck
out his tongue and searched through her cunt hair for the wet slot of her
pussy.  He soon found it.  Salty cunt juice mixed with his saliva.



   "Ummmmm!" Peg moaned from the other side of her book.



   Looking up, Dave saw Peg drop the book to one side.  Her expression had
changed from concentration to blissful lust!



   "Keep reading," Dave said as he reached up and took the book from where
Peg had dropped it.



   He placed the book upright on her stomach and told her to hold it.  She
did as he said, going along with his game.



   "Now read it to me out loud," Dave ordered before sticking his tongue
back into Peg's flowing pussy.



   "Ohhhhh!" she sighed.



   "Go ahead!" Dave said.



   "Not far away," Peg began reading, "There w-were other cases of
similar-ahhhh-similar occurrences.  One involved-ahhhhh!  One involved an
eighteen-year-old girl.  Ohhhhh, Dave!"



   "Keep reading!" he insisted as he covered her soaking cunt gash with
eager laps.



   "The girl's neighbors" Peg read on in a trembling voice, "reported
hearing .  .  .  hearing.  .  .  hearing .  .  .  ohhh, God, Dave!  Uhhhh!"




   "Read!" he called from his cunt-lapping station at his wife's cunt.



   Now Dave was wiggling the tip of his tongue over Peg's swollen clit.  No
one could read with that sort of attention being paid to her most sensitive
organ.  But Peg liked this kinky game, and she knew she deserved what she
was getting.  It was a good book, but she didn't have to ignore Dave in his
horniness.



   Dave fucked his tongue up Peg's tender cunt.  When his tongue was high
up her pussy, he wiggled it with all his might.  Peg shook her hips in a
spasm of ecstasy.  Still, though, she tried to keep reading.  Peg read in a
breathless rush before she began gasping and moaning with kinky pleasure
again.



   Peg spread her thighs wide and drew her knees up near her tits.  Her
pussy lips spread over Dave's face as he tongue-fucked as high as he could
up his wife's cunt.  His nose touched her clit, and his chin was wedged
between the bottoms of her ass cheeks.



   Dave slid his hands up Peg's sides, beneath her shaking arms to her
quivering tits.  His fingers spread over her soft tit globes and captured
them in a firm embrace.  Feeling the shimmering weight of her heavy tit
flesh in his hands added spice to his already overwhelming passion!



   "Ahhhhhhh!  God!  Dave, I'm coming!"



   Dave loved to hear his wife cry out in bliss and tell him that she was
coming.  The shrill tone of her orgasmic wails filled him with both pride
and excitement.  He was envious, too, because he thought Peg's climaxes
must be even greater than his own-he never screamed with such desperation!



   "Eeeeeee!" Peg wailed like a siren.



   Peg's entire body was quivering now, making the bed pitch and shake. 
All Dave had to do was hold his face still and his tongue out.  His wife's
grinding, writhing hips kept her cunt in motion on his tongue.



   Now the game of reading while having her cunt sucked was forgotten.  Peg
dropped the book on her chest where it bounced with her writhing.  She
clapped her hands on Dave's, which were still gripping her tits.  She
pressed his hands more firmly onto her tits as they leaped and rolled with
their own rhythm as Peg went wild with ecstasy.



   "Ohhhhh!  Ohhhhhh!" she repeated constantly in a haunted and breathy
wail.



   Her orgasm raged on and on.  And when it passed its pinnacle, it
subsided very slowly.  By the time she lay still and sated, Dave was
gasping with the effort of his pussy-sucking.  The root of his tongue
ached, and his wife was covered with warm, slippery pussy fluid.



   But Dave's effort had brought His own lust to an explosive level!  He
had to bury his prick in his wife's body and seek the release he longed
for.



   So he began crawling forward from the heat of Peg's cunt.  Peg had just
enough strength left to hold out her arms and take Dave's body into a
welcoming embrace as he settled down on top of her.



   Bringing his prick to Peg's cunt, Dave swiveled his hips forward.  Since
her pussy was loosened by Dave's tongue, and since it was awash with
slippery cunt juice and saliva, Dave's cock fucked into her tight cunt gash
effortlessly.



   "Mmmmmmm," Peg moaned softly, her energy gone, but her lust still
smoldering.



   For a few seconds, Dave lay still, his body cushioned on Peg's tits, his
prick held snugly by her cuntal sleeve.



   Nothing could be as exciting as feeling the tender lining of a hot cunt
wrapped around his taut and throbbing boner, Dave realized.  But he was too
eager to feel those satiny cuntal walls sliding over his bloated cockhead
to leave his prick lying motionless.  So he began fucking.



   "Ooooooo, Dave!" Peg sighed as her cunt was stretched over his prick.



   A wild cunt-lapping was the best way to get into the mood to fill a
pussy with jism, Dave knew.



   Now as he fucked his prick back and forth in the slippery grip of his
wife's pussy, he was being rewarded with pleasure for the pleasure he'd
given her.



   Dave fucked the fat head of his prick deep into Peg's cunt.  The
backstroke brought his cockhead to the entrance of her pussy before it was
sent back into the depths of her body.



   Dave pressed his mouth onto Peg's.  Their tongues joined in a frenzied
celebration of sexual joy.



   "Ahhhhh!" Dave gasped as the first wave of ecstasy swept over him.



   His prick head began to tingle as it was massaged by the tender, wet
cunt flesh it glided back and forth in.  From the root of his cock, a glow
of rapture spread throughout his body.



   "Ohhhhhh, Dave!" Peg croaked.  "I'm coming again!"



   Dave loved to be joined in bliss by his wife, especially when her cunt
began spasming, gripping his fucking cock with powerful grabs, as it was
doing now.



   Both of them were working hard, thrashing their hips together to make
Dave's prick fuck as fast as possible.  They gasped and grunted with the
effort.  Their tummies slapped together.  The bedsprings creaked.



   "Ohhhhhh!  Ohhhhhh!  Ohhhhh!" Peg cried with the ripping pleasure of her
second orgasm.



   "Ahhhhh!  Ahhhhh!" Dave answered in their conversation of orgasmic
excitement.



   Dave's prick became a rod of pure electric ecstasy!  It was rearing up
to begin spewing jism.  Peg's pussy was on fire, and her clit was buzzing
as Dave's cock bush swept over it.



   Dave filled Peg's cunt with jism, flooding it with the gushing heat she
loved so much.  Now their pleasure was at its peak.'



   Again the fucking slowed and finally stopped.  By now the fuckers were
limp and spent.  Dave remained on Peg, his prick shrinking in her cunt.



   "What was that book that was so interesting?" Dave asked when he'd
caught his breath and rolled off Peg's body.



   "It's about witches," Peg said.  "It's fascinating!  You should read it
when I'm through."



   "Not my bag," Dave said.



   "How do you know, if you haven't looked into the subject?"



   "You know I don't go in for that sort of thing.  Witches, ghosts,
goblins: all hooey!" Dave said.



   "See, you don't know what you're talking about.  Witches have nothing to
do with ghosts or goblins.  There are still witches around today, you
know."



   "I know," Dave said.  "A bunch of weirdo's using witchcraft as an excuse
to run around naked."



   "Oh, you're impossible!"



   Dave wrapped an arm around his wife, pressed his soft prick to her hip
and fell asleep.  The next morning, he didn't tell her that he'd dreamed of
naked men and women dancing around and chanting strange incantations.


   To Be Continued