By the second day of her new job, Lita knew she'd have no trouble learning the routine. There wasn't that much to learn, just a little cleaning and sometimes bringing a meal on a tray to someone too hangover to get up. She could do her work fast and have plenty of time for spying.
Lita fully intended to spy on the Barton’s, and she felt no guilt about it, only excitement. After all, it wouldn't hurt the Barton’s if they didn't know about it-and she had so much to learn. On the first full day of her job, she kept her eyes and ears open, hoping for another chance to watch people making love.
There was no action from the master and mistress of the house, who'd stayed too late at the party and had to have breakfast in bed. Poor old Foster was so hangover, he didn't even gawk at Lita's tits, and Carol just grumbled when Lita brought their trays. According to the cook, a sour-faced old black lady, the Barton’s would hobble out of the sack around late afternoon and start drinking again.
Miles the chauffeur pinched Lita's ass in the hallway, but that hardly aroused her. She glared at him, still not liking and trusting the powerful balding man.
"You keep your hands to yourself, pig," she hissed.
"Jesus," said Miles, "it was just a greeting. Just trying to be friendly.”
"Well, greet me some other way," said Lita.
No, it wasn't Miles she wanted to introduce her to sex, though he was obviously willing enough. She'd know when she found the right guy. She was dying to find out all about love-making, but not with just anybody. The man would have to turn her on a whole lot before she'd surrender her virginity to him.
In early afternoon Trish, the lithe brown daughter of Foster Barton, had a visitor, a young man named Willie. They changed into swim suits, and Trish told Lita to bring them drinks at poolside.
When Lita brought the tray of drinks, she couldn't help admiring Trish Barton's body. The girl was tall, graceful and slender, very tan and fit. Her pert apple-size tits nearly swelled out of her skimpy blue bikini top. She had thick lustrous brown hair that fell to her shoulders. It was no wonder that kid, Willie, was gawking hungrily at her.
To Lita, Willie looked like a pimp. He'd come dressed in modish Italian clothes, and now his swimsuit was nothing more than a loincloth. His black hair was thick and greasy-looking, and his little black mustache looked pasted on. He couldn't be more than twenty, but he tried to act old and bored and sophisticated. He was definitely not Lita's kind of guy, but Trish seemed to like him well enough.
"Thank you, my dear," he said when Lita served him a drink.
Trish said nothing, but her bright brown eyes told Lita to get lost. Obviously she wanted to be alone with Willie. That made Lita think there might be some action, so after pretending to return to the house, she hid behind some bushes near the patio. She was only about twenty feet from the pool and had an excellent view of Trish and her boyfriend.
"Your new maid is damned attractive," Willie was saying.
"A little dumpy, don't you think?" Trish said with a scowl.
Willie laughed. "If you mean she has huge knockers, I agree," he said.
"She's too dark," said Trish, whose own deep tan was darker than Lita's naturally olive skin, "too short, and her mouth is too big.”
Willie laughed again. "Darling," he said, "I think you're jealous. But don't worry. I came here just to see you.”
They were lying side by side on a large beach towel, and Willie leaned over and tried to kiss Trish. She scowled and moved away just in time, so that he ended up kissing the towel.
"Willie, for chrissake," she said, "why don't you give up? You've been trying to get into my pants for a year now. Surely you must have learned I'm not interested.”
"Trish," said Willie in a husky horny voice, "oh, Trish, I could make it so good for you. If you'd just let me show you-”
"Forget it, Willie," said Trish. "Let's swim.”
She stood up and dived into the pool. Willie looked longingly after her before getting to his feet and joining her. From her spying place behind the bush, Lita felt just as frustrated as he did. Damn that Trish-she was spoiling everyone's fun. Lita had hoped to see some love-making.
Then she had an idea…
She snatched up her tray and sauntered over to the edge of the pool, swinging her hips, walking so that her full ripe tits bounced enticingly in her tight black maid's costume. She tried to look as seductive as possible, to attract Willie's attention.
She more than succeeded. Willie, poised for a dive on the low board, glanced at her, did a double take, lost his balance, and fell into the water with a huge splash. Trish shrieked as the water hit her in the face, then glared at Lita. Willie surfaced, gawking lustily at the maid.
"What do you want?" Trish snapped at Lita.
"Would madam care for more drinks?" Lita said primly.
"No, dammit, leave us alone," said Trish.
"Yes, ma'am,” said Lita, walking away with her saucy little ass twitching, knowing Willie was watching her. She hid again in the bushes and listened eagerly to find out if her little-act had had any effect.
"You can stop staring, Willie," said Trish. "She's gone now.”
"Jesus," said Willie, "what a body. What a walk. I bet that girl is dynamite in bed.”
Trish climbed out of the pool and shook herself, looking pouting and angry. "I thought you came to see me," she said. "How dare you make an ass of yourself over that little Mexican bitch?”
Willie finally seemed to catch on. Lita saw a mischievous cunning look come over his face. "Hey, baby," he said, "I'm sorry, but I thought you weren't interested in me. I mean, like you're frigid or something-so naturally I was looking for other action.”
"Frigid?" Trish said indignantly. "Like hell I'm frigid.”
Willie got out of the pool, grinning. As Lita had hoped, he'd figured out how to play on Trish's jealousy. He walked over to the beach towel where she was lying and began drying himself off, trying to look calm and indifferent.
"Trish, dear," he said, "you don't have to lie to me. We're old friends. I dig now that you don't like sex. So I'll just go see what that little maid has in mind and-"
"Willie," Trish said darkly, "take off your suit.”
"What?" said Willie, dropping his towel.
"You heard me," said Trish. "Oh, never mind. I'll do it myself.”
She rose to her knees beside him and started tugging down his wet skimpy bathing suit. Willie stared down at her, half surprised and half delighted. Lita grinned in her hiding place. As she'd planned, Trish was determined to show Willie she wasn't frigid. At last there was going to be some action.
Trish finally managed to tug the clinging suit down to Willie's feet, and he stepped out of it rather dazedly. He had a small black bush, small limp rosy balls, and a soft little pale prick no bigger than Lita's thumb. His flaccid little dick wagged lewdly with his movements.
“I’ll show you I'm not frigid," Trish said determinedly. "You just hold still, Willie. By God, you'll get your proof.”
"Whatever you say, sweetheart," Willie replied hoarsely.
He looked down in amazement as the lovely tall brunette slipped her hands between his legs and fondled his soft red balls. With her other hand Trish picked up his doughy little pale prick and let it lie on her palm. She bent over it, and her little pink tongue flashed out. She started licking Willie's cock from base to head in small quick lapping motions.
"Oh, Jesus," Willie moaned.
Lita was moaning, too, more softly. Those girls in the convent, the ones who’d fucked, certainly hadn't told her about all these delicious refinements of love-making. People just didn't jump on each other and ball, she was learning. There were all kinds of exciting things you could do first-like licking a guy's cock and playing with his balls. The idea turned her on powerfully.
It had the same effect on Willie. As Trish loudly and rapidly licked his pale little peter and massaged his small limp nut sacs, he grew flushed with excitement and swayed dizzily. A horny triumphant grin came over his face. If he'd been trying to seduce Trish Barton for a whole year, this must indeed be a moment of triumph for him.
"Are you getting off on this, Willie?" Trish said huskily.
"Oh, Christ, yes," Willie sighed.
"Well, it's just for openers," Trish purred. "I can beat that Mexican bitch any day of the year, darling. And I'll prove it to you.”
"You just go right ahead," Willie said blissfully.
Trish bent even lower, nosing into his crotch, urging his legs apart. Willie cooperated instantly, standing straddle-legged, and her glossy brown head dipped between his muscular thighs. Again her pink tongue flashed out wickedly and skittered over his flaccid rosy balls. She licked and lapped, making his soft nut sacs fly and flop, drenching them with her spit.
"Awwwww, baby," Willie whined.
His tight little ass clenched, his eyes rolled crazily, and then Lita could see him getting hard. His cock and balls were responding to Trish's loud greedy tonguing. His flaccid nuts suddenly swelled up tight and round. His pitiful little limp dick lurched and twitched, then started swelling up and stiffening. The doughy useless organ became a stiff five-inch rod, skinny but hugely rigid. The head of his cock went purple with engorgement.
"Would you like me to suck your cock, Willie, darling?" said Trish.
"Frankly, my dear, I would love it," said Willie dizzily.
"Then you'd better lie down," Trish said. "I'm afraid you're gonna fall.”
Willie lay down on his back on the big fluffy towel, and Trish knelt beside him grinning wickedly, admiring the results of her work so far. His pale skinny prick was standing straight up, pointing at the hot cloudless sky, weeping a big tear of juice. Trish dived for it, lapping up the creamy bubble and swallowing it. Willie flinched, then moaned.
"Oh, baby," he said hoarsely, "blow me a little, okay?”
"In just a second, dear," Trish said teasingly. "I thought I'd take my suit off first.”
"Oh, yes, do,” said Willie, gawking eagerly at her.
With tantalizing slowness Trish Barton reached around and untied the tiny top of her bikini and drew it off. She had the prettiest tits Lita had ever seen, perfect little globes, slightly uptilted, with tiny brown nipples. Her breasts were tan like the rest of her-and Lita wondered where she did her nude sunbathing.
"Oh, God," said Willie.
He appreciated her lovely round tits as much as Lita did. He reached out and cupped them gently, almost reverently. He stroked the silky mounds tenderly, moaning, and his stiff skinny prick wept another big glistening glob of juice. Trish tolerated his tit-fondling for a moment, then pushed his hands away.
She started inching down her skimpy bikini panties, and both Lita and Willie watched wide-eyed. For a moment Lita was wondering if she had any pubic hair at all, but finally Trish uncovered the smallest most dainty bush Lita had ever seen, a cute little puff of glossy brown fur. She stood up to kick away her bikini bottoms, and Lita had a brief glimpse of her pretty narrow pink slit.
Willie was moaning incoherently by now, reaching for Trish as she knelt beside him again-but Trish frowned and pushed his hands away.
"Be patient, Willie, darling,” she said. "I want to prove to you I'm not frigid.”
"I believe it," Willie babbled. "Let's ball.”
Trish's frown deepened. "Willis," she said sternly, "you're not being a gentleman. You'll either do it my way or not at all. Now, are you going to behave?”
Willie moaned loudly, "Yes, Trish, whatever you say.”
"That's better," said Trish Barton.
While Willie gawked hungrily at her superb lithe naked body, Trish knelt beside him and ran her small fingers teasingly up and down his rigid pale prick. He whimpered and trembled. After a few moments of this teasing, she bent lower over him and applied the little wet tip of her tongue to his drooling purple cock-head. She lapped around and around the dribbling knobby head, and Willie groaned hoarsely.
"Please, baby, please," he panted, "I want you so bad… ”
"Behave, Willie," she said sternly. "Before we ball, I want to eat your cock.”
"Yes, dear," he sighed.
Lita had an excellent view of Trish's pretty pink gash as the girl knelt low over Willie. Although her pussy was dainty and delicate, Trish was obviously no virgin-her shadowed cunt mouth was open and mobile, creaming and gasping. Trish was aroused and eager, but she was also a tease, an expert at tantalizing men.
"Now I'm going to suck your cock," she said primly, "but I don't want you to come in my mouth. I don't like that. Do you understand, Willie?”
He replied with a loud anguished moan, obviously fighting down the impulse to come right in her face. Trish fastened her little pink mouth around the slippery dark red head of his cock and slowly sucked it inside. Willie gave a sustained moan and arched his body stiffly upward, pushing his eager dick into the hot wet pulp of her mouth. He gritted his teeth fighting not to come.
Trish started blowing him, her brown hair flying as she bobbed up and down, sucking Willie's cock swiftly and loudly.
Lita felt her panties going soaked with eager cunt juice, and she knew just how poor Willie must feel. Personally she was so horny she could have come if she sneezed. She would have loved to change places with Trish, to see what it was like to suck a guy's prick and taste his juice. God, if only there were some way she could beat off…
Lita looked around quickly. There was no way anyone could see her behind that bush. She could take the chance… Quickly she slipped her hand under her short skirt and down inside her panties, feeling the thick silky hairs of her muff. She wriggled a finger inside the furry lips and touched the tiny red-hot button of her-clit.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned softly.
It always felt so great to touch herself there when she was aroused. She began to frig herself, rubbing her fingertip fast and stiff over the moist slick nub of her clit. Melting hot pleasure ripped through her belly. It was a terrific turn-on to play with herself while she watched others make love.
Willie looked about ready to explode with the effort not to come. His eyes bulged, his jaw was clamped shut, and he was shaking all over as Trish loudly and juicily sucked on Ms swollen prick. She sucked him fast and hard, making a lewd slurpy noise that Lita could hear even twenty feet away.
Lita thought it was rather cruel of Trish to tease the kid like that.
"Baby, baby," Willie moaned, "gonna come… Can't hold out… Oh, Jesus, let me come in your mouth, Trish… ”
Trish immediately jerked her head away, letting Willie's rock-hard spit-soaked cock snap from her lips to point lewdly at the sky. Willie whined with frustration, his engorged dick weeping a steady stream of thick steamy juice. Trish yawned elaborately and lay back on the towel, not touching him again.
"Oh, my God, my God," Willie panted.
Yes, Trish Barton was not a very nice young lady, Lita decided. She'd teased ^he poor kid into nearly coming, then abandoned him. There was a word for it-cockteaser? Lita couldn't remember. She only knew she'd never leave a guy high and dry like that. It was cruel. Poor Willie looked ready to cry with frustration.
"Is-is that all?" he said weakly, looking at Trish.
She yawned again. "Willie, dear,” she said mildly, "do you eat pussy?”
He stared at her. Trish looked at him almost without expression, as if she could care less what he did, but she slowly parted her long tan pretty legs, and Willie's feverish eyes locked onto the lovely gleaming narrow line of her slit, Trish continued to move her legs apart until her pretty moist gash was lewdly exposed.
"Trish," Willie moaned, "oh, Trish… ”
He got tremblingly onto his knees and crawled between her legs, his stiff pale prick dripping juice. Lita could tell that he wanted desperately to mount the girl, stuff his ready cock into her, but he had learned to do what Trish wanted. Already he was pussywhipped. He sighed longingly as he gazed at the small moist mouth of her cunt, but he didn't attempt to fuck her. Instead he lowered his head into her crotch.
Lita heard a loud wet slurping noise-and she saw a remarkable transformation coming over Trish Barton. The cool expressionless girl suddenly arched her belly upward, meeting Willie's busy mouth and tongue, and she broke into a lewd grin. Her brown eyes fluttered and rolled. As Willie's dark head bounced briskly up and down in her crotch, Trish broke into a low husky moan.
"Ohhhhhh, that's nice, Willie," she crooned, "very nice… Yes, darling, lick my pussy… Lick it all over..,”
Willie was doing just that. Lita could see his wet red tongue racing hungrily up and down the full length of Trish's crotch, from the dainty pucker of her asshole to the bright red button of her clit. Lita gasped and stifled a moan of longing. She'd never heard of this practice, either, but it looked like incredible fun.
She tried to imagine how it would feel to have a man licking her there between her legs, licking and tonguing her most sensitive parts. The idea was so exciting, she creamed hotly all over her hand. She kept rubbing her aroused stiff clit, close to bringing herself off, and she watched Willie loudly sucking Trish's pussy. Oh, God, what she wouldn't give to have some guy do that to HER…
"Oooooo," Trish wailed, "yesssss… Dammit, Willie, I never dreamed you'd eat pussy so good… Oh, God, YES… Lick my cunt, baby, lick my cunt… ”
Willie was forcing his thick red tongue right up into Trish's juicy little box. The girl wailed and writhed with pleasure-and Lita could well understand why. She knew it would feel incredibly good, much better than her finger, to have some man's thick hot tongue deep in her twat. She frigged her horny little clit faster and faster, very close to coming.
Then she heard someone behind her. She held absolutely still. The patio door was sliding open softly. Willie and Trish didn't hear it. Any possible noise was drowned out by Trish's hoarse moaning and Willie's loud juicy slurping as he worked his tongue deep in her hot little cunt.
"My God," said Carol Barton, "that looks like fun.”
"Sssshhhhh," said Foster. "Let's not spoil it for them." He chuckled softly, "Looks like ol' Willie scored at-last. How long has he been after her?”
"A little over a year," said Carol. "I'm glad to see his patience rewarded. But I wish they'd find a less public place to do it. My God, Foster, what would the neighbors think?”
"Oh, they already think we're a bunch of sex fiends," Foster said lazily. "Come on, let's split before the kids notice us.”
The patio door slid shut, and Lita breathed again. She agreed with the neighbors-this family DID seem a little sex-crazy. She wondered about Foster Barton, standing there calmly while he watched a boy go down on his unmarried daughter. Wouldn't most fathers be a little upset about a thing like that?
Well, it wasn't her problem. She just wanted to watch the exciting scene by the pool and bring herself off. Willie was licking and sucking Irish's soaked pink pussy faster and louder than ever, and Irish's pretty tan face was screwed into a grimace of lust. The girl moaned steadily, holding her long coltish legs wide open, obviously enjoying intense pleasure.
"Ahhhhh, God, Willie," she whined, "yeah, yeah, stick your tongue in my ass…”
Lita's face flamed. Would a person actually do THAT? She looked, and sure enough, the excited boy was wriggling his wet red tongue right into Trish's clenched brownie. Lita watched wide-eyed as his tongue snaked clear to the root in the girl's small asshole. Trish wailed shrilly and creamed all over his face.
"Enough," she gasped, "that's enough, Willie… I'm gonna faint… Take it out… Ohhhhh, God… ”
Reluctantly Willie raised his flushed cream-soaked face from Trish's pretty gash, wiping his face with the back of his hand. His poor cock was as stiff as ever, drooling a steady stream of juice. He looked at Trish's gasping little cunt mouth with moody longing. Trish moaned and went limp, catching her breath.
"T-Trish," said Willie shakily, "Trish…?”
“Yes, Willie?" she said coolly. "What do you want?”
Don't tease him NOW, you little bitch, thought Lita.
"I-I wanta ball you, Trish," Willie begged. "Oh, please, Trish, I want it so bad… ”
Lita decided that if Trish didn't put out for him, after all that hot enticement, she'd leap from her hiding place and punch the brat in the mouth. Trish looked lazily up at Willie for a long moment. Then, to Lita's relief and Willie's delight, she parted her long legs again, exposing her soaked pink gash.
"All right, Willie," she said, "ball me. I guess you've earned it,”
Willie threw himself on her with a lusty howl, He scrambled between her legs, butt wriggling, stiff pale cock poking around frantically. In a moment he hit the target, sinking his rigid skinny dick in the pulpy wet sheath of her cunt. He moaned hoarsely. His tight ass began to work, pumping furiously.
"Awwwww," he wailed, "awwww, God… ”
Trish looked a little contemptuous of his boyish excitement, but in a moment she was enjoying it, too. She grinned and threw her long legs up around Willie's writhing ass, digging his cock deep into her. She pumped her slim hips in time to his frantic strokes. Her brown eyes went glazed and lusty.
"Ball me, Willie," she panted, "bail me hard, you cute little bastard,… Harder, dammit, HARDER… ”
Willie obeyed, fucking her so fast and rough that their flat young bellies smacked loudly together. Trish moaned with pleasure. She kept her legs wrapped tightly around Willie's jerking ass. Willie whined and whimpered as he dug his eager hard cock in the delicious tight hot sheath of her cunt.
It was too much for Lita. She rubbed her soaked clit furiously, and in a second she was coming, clenching her teeth to stifle her moans of pleasure. For a moment she was blinded with it, and when she looked up again, Trish was coming, too, slamming her wanton pussy hard and fast around Willie's jerking prick. The girl wailed incoherently. Then she pushed Willie away. The surprised kid fell backwards, just in the act of coming, his cock shooting a thick spray of jism into the air. He looked bewilderedly at Trish, who was already putting on her clothes.
"I said you could ball me," she told him coolly. "I didn't say you could come in me.”
Lita shrugged. Trish was welcome to her weird games, but Lita didn't see the fun in them. Personally she was ready for a plain old-fashioned fuck. Yes, the time had definitely come. After watching Trish's wild pleasure, she knew she wanted to try it for herself, to give up her virginity at last.
All she had to do was find the right man…