(Continued.)
Some things in life can be expected. They occur with such frequency that a person may gain a certain level of familiarity about what might take place on any given day, or what the weather might be like in certain locations, or even what another person might be wearing in a given situation. This specific moment in time was not one of them. Even Junior, who had been told more or less what was coming their way, could not help but be flabbergasted. With open mouths, the two brothers watched the approach of their cousin and her blonde friend. The two girls sauntered toward the car like eager young hussies.
Sheila had on a navy blue vest with an open collar, a button-up white shirt underneath that, all over a maroon skirt that ended just past the knees. Her ensemble was finished up with white stockings and polished black shoes. On her lips she'd dabbed a striking rouge lipstick that matched her skirt. The blonde looked like a teenager walking home from Catholic school, complete with her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail, and a couple of folders pressed close against her enormous chest.
Leaning at the waist, Sheila drew her sweet face toward Junior's open window. "Excuse me, sirs, but our moms weren't able to pick us up after class. Would it be at all possible that you might give the two of us a ride home?"
Both young men shifted about lustily in their seats, as Sheila was positively oozing sensuality from her being. It was pouring out of her.
"Get out of my way, bitch." Diamond pushed her aside.
Their petite cousin wore a Sailor Moon outfit in navy blue with white accents. White stockings, polished shoes and a Sailor Moon backpack finished her look. Diamond's hair was done up in pigtails that extended on both sides of her hair. The girl wore no make-up. She didn't need to, really, as she looked pretty enough with the cherry-colored lollipop she was sucking on.
"I need your phone." Junior said.
Without a word, Frankie handed it over, all the while wondering how the two young women had been brazen enough to dress that way out in public. With her short stature and tiny frame, Diamond looked like she was in elementary school!
The two girls posed outside for Junior, before Diamond poked her head through the open window. "Frankie, get your ass in the back seat."
"Junior doesn't have a license." Frankie automatically responded.
"Do I look like I give a fuck about that?"
Think like a stud, Frankie reminded himself. He made sure the car was in park before he said, "You've got the wheel, bro."
Frankie slid out from the driver's seat, as Junior hurried around the front of the car.
"Here's your phone." Junior returned the item before he hopped in.
Frankie stuck the device into his pocket as his little cousin joined him in the back seat.
"You know what happens in the back seat?" Diamond asked him.
"Everything." Frankie replied, as he found that he was entirely turned on by his cousin's masquerade and boldness.
"That's right, Frankie." Diamond replied. "Everything!"
Up front, Sheila had just shut her door and was now strapping herself in.
"What's with the get-up, anyway?" Junior asked. "I mean, you told me you were going to dress up like schoolgirls, but you didn't tell me you were going all out like this."
"My mom thinks I'm going to Diamond's house to study for a test." Sheila revealed. "She left with my older sister, so she never even saw what we put on."
"And besides, both our moms think we're lesbians." Diamond added. "Because we know how to play the part, and we keep both our moms stupid like that."
"Where to?" Junior looked into the back seat, where he knew the orders would be coming from.
"The golf course over in South Park." Diamond answered.
Junior put the car in motion, while beside him Sheila began to fumble with the radio stations.
Diamond crept closer to Frankie. "You know how wet you made me, by sending me a picture of your cock?"
Think like a stud, Frankie told himself. "I'm about to find out."
In one of the more audacious moments of his life, Frankie reached out and put his hand on Diamond's thigh. He rubbed on her flesh vigorously. Since her skirt only reached to a few inches before the knee, he was soon feeling up her upper thigh. His cousin pulled her skirt higher up, both to show him that she wore no panties, and to prod him into exploring her further. She began to mewl as she'd done over the phone. This pleasing squeal intensified as Frankie's hand crawled between her legs and began to rub on her bare mound. Frankie poked into her with a finger, and found that she was indeed moist and receptive.
"Here." Diamond held out her lollipop. "Put this in my pussy."
The moment he had the piece of candy in his hand, Diamond leaned back and lifted her legs up on the seat. She pressed her thighs close to her chest and left her sex on full public display. Frankie brought the lollipop down close to her wet opening, using a finger to find the spot he'd just explored. He slipped the piece of candy into her a moment later.
Diamond started moaning, as he began to swirl the lollipop within her.
"That's going to be your dick, in about three minutes." She mewled.
More like in thirty seconds, Frankie thought.
"Take the lollipop out." Diamond ordered. "And stick it in your mouth."
Frankie soon had her semi-sweet moisture within his lips.
"I can't believe you really did it." Diamond lowered her legs and leaned toward him. "I want to know what I taste like." His cousin said, as she brought her mouth up close to his. "With your tongue."
Frankie removed the lollipop and stretched his tongue into the open, as Diamond lashed out with hers. She positioned herself on her knees. It took Frankie a moment to realize that her frenzied wiggles were the effects of her jilling herself off. She squealed as Frankie's hand reached between her thighs and past her hands. Two of his fingers penetrated her. Diamond held him by the wrist and began fucking his fingers, even as she struggled to keep her lips close to his. He felt his cousin start to cum, judging by her rising voice and her hasty movements. Frankie quickened the pace of his fingers until her cries rang out in the cramped space of the car.
Unexpectedly, Diamond pulled away, leaving his hand sticky and hot. She lay back on the seat with both her legs ending up on Frankie's lap. Frankie made to lift her legs and press up against her, so he could impale her with his cock. His cousin soon figured out what he was up to.
"Not yet!" She said, firmly.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm not going to wait a fucking half hour for you to get it up again." Diamond returned. "I could be waiting all night if you're anything like Junior!"
"Oh, yeah?" Frankie was not about to shrink back from anything, not when he wanted to cut loose and get some much needed revenge on his cheating wife.
He did shove Diamond's legs up and away from him, but instead of slamming into her with his cock, he shoved his face between her legs. Forget about being comfortable, for the innards of the car were awkward enough to begin with. Still, he managed to get into a spot where he could ravage her with his mouth, as long as he kept her ass aloft and her legs nearly up to her head. His actions had an immediate effect, as Diamond kept caterwauling until the car came to a halt.
"We're at the park, you horny fucks!" Junior announced.
A second later, both of the front doors opened up. Junior and Sheila exited and made a run for it. Having left the doors open meant that the interior lights had flooded the car with their glare. The occupants of the back seat quickly righted themselves.
Diamond glanced at her cousin. "You have my cum all over your face."
"I'll wipe it off." Frankie said, as he started to open his door.
"Wait, I'll lick it off." Diamond jerked him back.
Soon enough, she was lathering the lower half of his face with her tongue.
Junior had said that their cousin was wild, but that small word did not begin to cover her actions. Diamond was a rampage of blatant sexuality and ferocity. She was an out of control car on a rollercoaster, where a rider had no choice but to weather through all the twists and turns that came at him frequently and unexpectedly. When she'd had enough of covering his face with saliva, she pushed open her door and hopped out. Diamond headed in the same direction the others had gone.
"Don't you dare keep me waiting!" She called out behind her.
As quickly as he could manage, Frankie shut all the open doors and locked up his car. He too ran off into the night. He could just imagine what he looked like, chasing after what looked like a little girl in pigtails, who wore a skimpy outfit that was way too small for her. But you know what, Frankie thought. I don't care!
Thanks to Carmela, he'd been keeping himself caught up in this idea that he was ultra-conservative, fashionable, and upwardly mobile. That was all a showy and ritzy farce, and Frankie had enough of it. From now on, he would be taking charge of his own fucking life, and nobody was going to tell him what to do!
He paused to take a look around. The car was parked on the eastern edge of the Balboa Park Golf Course, where a long, narrow sliver of the course had been sectioned off and made into a public park. Low wattage streetlamps had been spaced out along the sidewalk, every thirty feet or so, to keep late-night joggers on a steady path.
Unfortunately, the stiff yellow lights only illuminated a fragment of the grounds. He had the barest inkling of which direction the others had gone. Frankie started down the sidewalk because he figured that was his best bet for finding them.
The young man walked about a dozen yards, when he saw a silhouette sitting alone on a bench. For the first few seconds, he wondered who that was. The question was answered when the person on the bench called out to him.
"Hey, stranger." Sheila's sweet voice floated over. "I think I'm lost. I'm all by myself out here, and I'm worried that somebody might do something bad to me."
