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 Hot Family Next Door By Perry Jones









   Chapter Ten



   The next evening after dinner, Skeet was sent to his Aunt Jane's.  He
had to smile at his parents' eagerness to get him out of the way, and it
was fun knowing what they were up to, when they had no idea that he had
already fucked with Phil and Fran.



   "How come you're making me go to Aunt Jane's?" he asked for the fun of
it.



   "We're not making you go," Peg said.  "I thought you wanted to go.  You
haven't seen your cousin Dennis in months."



   "Dennis is a nerd," Skeet said.



   "Never mind," Dave said.  "Have you got your toothbrush?  Good.  See you
tomorrow."



   Skeet wandered down the hall and around the corner to the elevators. 
Before the elevator came, though, he heard his mother and father welcoming
Phil and Fran into the apartment they had just practically evicted him
from.



   Instead of going directly to his aunt's, Skeet went to the drugstore on
the corner and called his cousin Dennis.



   "You coming over or what?" Dennis asked.



   "Meet me at the drugstore on the corner of Second Avenue," Skeet said.
"There's something I've got to show you.  You'll love it.  We'll go back to
your place later."



   "Timmy Clark's here," Dennis said.  "Can he come along?"



   "Well, I guess," Skeet said.  "Hurry up."



   Skeet remembered when Dennis had told him about fucking.  Skeet couldn't
believe it, and Dennis had laughed at him.  Now he was going to show Dennis
something!



   Waiting on the corner, Skeet eventually spotted Dennis coming.  But
there were two boys with him-Timmy and Fred.  Skeet didn't like having all
that company, but it didn't deter him.



   "Hi," Dennis said.  "What's going on?"



   "Follow me," Skeet said without divulging any details.



   Skeet led Dennis and Timmy back to his building.  When the elevator
opened, he found Tony and Boyd in it.



   "Hey, Skeet, we were looking for you," Tony said.  "But your mother said
you wouldn't be back till tomorrow."



   "Yeah, well, I haven't left yet," Skeet said.  "I was just going to show
these guys something interesting."



   "Yeah?  What?" Boyd asked.



   Skeet knew he shouldn't invite any more boys along.  But somehow he
couldn't help it.  Now all five got into the elevator and rode up to
Skeet's floor.



   The apartment Skeet lived in had two doors leading to the hallway.  One
was never used, but Skeet had a key to it.  It led to the hallway off the
bedrooms.  Skeet and his buddies could easily slip into that door and hide
in his room.  From there they could climb out onto the balcony and peek
into the living room, where Skeet figured the orgy would be.



   As silently as a raiding party of Indians, the boys followed Skeet into
his bedroom.  He opened the window and climbed out.  It was a short leap to
the balcony-safe but scary.



   One by one, the boys leaped-except for Dennis, who kept looking down at
the street and measuring in his mind the distance he would fall if he
didn't make it.  The rest of the boys crawled to the doors that offered a
view into the living room.



   Even for Skeet, who knew what to expect, the sight was overwhelming! 
Fran and Peg were dancing together naked.  They had put on one of Skeet's
Rolling Stones albums and were shaking their naked tits to the beat.  Dave
and Phil were naked too, sitting on the couch with drinks in their hands.



   "God!" one of the boys gasped.  "Holy shit!" another croaked.



   Skeet shushed them as they all crouched in a heap, barely hidden by the
lounge chair.  Dennis was still leaning out the bedroom window, wondering
what was making the others gasp.



   The naked chicks began dancing fast.  Then, rather than holding each
other by the hands, they grabbed each other's tits and kept dancing as they
laughed happily.



   The song ended and before the next began Fran and Peg fell into each
other's arms and kissed.  In spite of Skeet's admonitions, the boys gasped
at the sight.



   A crashing beside them attracted their attention, but when they saw that
it was only Dennis sprawling on the balcony, unable to resist despite his
fear, they gazed back into the window.  Now they saw that the men had
joined the chicks in a four-way embrace.



   The chicks grabbed the men's pricks, sharing each of their cocks.



   Slowly, they sank to their knees, then lay on the floor still kissing
and groping.  The boys on the balcony watched every kinky move.



   As the four adults played, the boys watched.  They saw things they had
never even dreamed of.  Mouths wedged into cunts, cocks fucked into the
chicks' mouths, and tits were sucked and fondled.  They changed partners
every few minutes.  Then the four fuckers crawled back up on the couch and
rested.



   The boys remained hidden, too stunned to move.  None of them had even
considered sneaking away as long as a single tit was exposed, except for
Skeet who, now that the show was over, wanted to get away before they were
caught.



   "Come on," he whispered, and he moved toward the bedroom window.



   "Look at that body!" Tony breathed, still in awe even after all he'd
seen.



   Skeet saw that Fran had gotten up and was dressing.  The others remained
on the couch.



   "Come on!" Skeet repeated as he grabbed the guys and began pulling them
away from the view.



   Reluctantly, they followed.  It was harder climbing back into the
window, but they all made it.  From there they crept to the unused door and
back into the hallway.



   "Keep it down," Skeet said as they headed for the elevator.



   But just then the other door to the apartment opened and Fran stepped
out.  She didn't seem surprised to see five boys standing in the hallway.
She closed the door behind her and stood staring sternly at the boys.  Then
she lifted her hand and bade them follow by motioning with a delicate
finger as she walked to her own apartment.



   They followed her into her apartment, not knowing what to expect.  They
only hoped they wouldn't get into trouble-except, of course, for Skeet, who
had a pretty good idea of what was coming.



   "You've been very naughty boys," she said sternly.  "You'll have to pay
the price."



   "Did you know we were out there?" Skeet asked.



   "I saw you," Fran said.  "But none of the others did.  So if you do
exactly what I tell you, I'll keep it a secret.  Now, all of you take off
your pants."



   Skeet began and the others followed.  Looking at his friends' faces,
Skeet saw they expected the worst.  But he knew better.



   When the boys' pricks were exposed, Skeet's was the only one hard.  The
others were in various stages of stiffness as their owners tried to make
sense of what was happening.



   When Fran began stripping, however, the pricks began growing.  Soon,
Fran was surveying five hard pricks pointed at her as she stood naked in
their line of fire.



   Then she walked past the boys, grabbing each of their pricks in turn. 
When she got to the end of the line-Dennis was in that position-she dropped
to her knees and began sucking his prick.



   The other boys broke formation and gathered around.  Now their pricks
throbbed around Fran's head like a crown of thorns.



   "Uh, uh, uh!" Dennis grunted as Fran's lips slid back and forth on his
cock.



   Standing at attention, shaking and trembling, Dennis was sucked to a
climax in no time.  Then Fran swallowed his jism and grabbed another prick,
Timmy's.



   As she sucked Timmy's prick, the other boys began to understand what was
going on.  Now, as Fran sucked her second prick, they knew they were all on
for the same treatment!



   Timmy began groaning in ecstasy.  Suddenly the others couldn't wait
calmly.  Tony dropped to the floor beside Fran and grabbed one of her tits.
Boyd dropped to his knees on Fran's other side and grabbed her other tit,
then began sucking it as Fran sucked on Timmy's jizz-spewing prick.



   Finished with Timmy, Fran grabbed Boyd's head as he sucked her tit. 
Then she reached down to Tony's stiff cock as he fondled her other tit. 
She caressed his cock in her unique and sensational way.



   "Fuck me, one of you!" Fran said as she stuck her ass out behind her
like a bitch in heat.



   Skeet was the only one experienced enough to take matters in hand.  It
seemed that the others didn't recognize Fran's position as an invitation to
fuck doggie-style.



   Skeet scurried behind Fran and brought his prick to her crotch.  Feeling
his way with his fingers, he spread Fran's drooling cuntlips and rammed his
prick home.



   "Ahhhh!" Fran cried, welcoming his cock inside her pussy.



   Tony and Boyd now stared at Skeet as he made Fran moan.  Dennis and
Timmy stared too, the sight stiffening their already-spent pricks.



   Even after all the fucking she'd done at the orgy, Fran seemed as eager
and horny as ever.  And the boys were very glad to be able to provide what
she needed!



   A cock up her cunt wasn't enough for Fran-not while there were four
others wagging at her.  So she grabbed Tony and forced him down on his
back, his prick below her face.  Then she dropped her opened, moaning mouth
on his cock and began sucking.  Her long fingers wrapped around his balls.



   Boyd had to relinquish his sucking now that Fran's tits rested on Tony's
thighs.  So Boyd waited for Skeet to finish fucking, ready to take over.



   Fran's body, bent over as she was, moved with two distinct motions.  Her
hips churned back and forth, meeting Skeet's fuck-thrusts, slapping her ass
loudly against his belly.  At the same time, her head bobbed up and down
over Tony's crotch, making his prick, shining with her saliva, fuck deep
into her throat.



   "Aaaaah!" Skeet moaned as he came.



   Boyd hovered at Fran's side, eager to fuck his prick up her cunt as soon
as Skeet's was removed.  Skeet, seeing his friend waiting, abandoned Fran's
cunt as soon as his prick stopped firing.  Boyd almost knocked Skeet over
as he rushed to fill the void in Fran's pussy.



   "Ahhhh!" Tony cried as Fran coaxed his jism into her mouth.



   She drank Tony's cum as Boyd fucked into her cunt with his blunt prick.
And as soon as Boyd began fucking his prick back and forth, Fran realized
this was his first time with a woman.



   Now each of the boys had either come or was working on it.  But Dennis,
the first to reach an orgasm, was waiting to take Boyd's place behind
Fran's pistoning ass.  And Timmy was lined up behind Dennis.



   Now that her cunt was full again, Fran lifted her face from Tony's
prick. She licked her lips and looked around for another cock to suck.



   "Skeet!" she called in desperation.  "Bring me your beautiful prick!"



   Tony made way for Skeet, who sat down in front of Fran, spreading his
legs beside her.  When she took his prick into her mouth, Skeet felt the
jolts that traveled through her body from where Boyd was fucking his prick
up Fran's cunt.  Still, Fran was able to give him an expert blow-job.  And
even though he had filled her cunt with jism minutes earlier, she was able
to bring him to another climax, and a very powerful one!



   After two orgasms, Skeet limped to the sidelines.  He watched his
friends swarming over Fran's body tirelessly-he thought they each must have
come three times.



   Tony was fucking Fran now for the second time after two blow-jobs.  But
he was panting with the effort and it didn't look as though he would come
again soon.  Dennis had his prick in Fran's mouth again and she was
gobbling his prick hungrily, but Dennis seemed stuck at the threshold of
coming without getting there.



   Suddenly the door opened and Phil stepped in.  As he had the last time,
when Skeet was fucking Fran, Phil only seemed slightly surprised.



   "We were wondering what happened to you," Phil said.  "Dave and Peg are
getting horny again.  So am I."



   "Oh, I'll be right over," Fran said as she lifted her face from Dennis's
prick.  "Tell them I was looking for my vibrator and that I've found it."



   Phil left and Fran got up, popping Tony's prick from her cunt.



   "You boys will have to excuse me," she said.  "I've got to go back next
door.  It wouldn't be polite to walk out so early in the evening."



   As Fran pulled her clothes on, it was clear she wasn't only concerned
about being polite-she was eager for more fucking.



   "Come back soon," she said as she left the boys.  "All of you."



   End