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So far, Cal had no regrets about moving into the West Virginia trailer park he now called home. He enjoyed his comfortable, well-built trailer that was insulated well from the heat and cold, and also from any sounds from the outside (or from the inside getting out!). He'd gotten laid more in the first two months in the park than in the last ten years of his marriage, and he was enjoying a milf and a very hot high school teen. Life was good.
His little teen friend Kaylee had been visiting once or twice a week after school and would have come every afternoon if Cal had not decided he wanted to keep his options open, and he did not want her to become too “in love” with him and want him to be exclusive with her. After eating her teen pussy, and fucking her vise-tight teen pussy to multiple orgasms one afternoon, he explained to Kaylee that it was better they stay as “friends with benefits” than become a couple, as that would complicate things for her, and raise suspicions that might put an end to their fun. Kaylee had sighed in agreement and said as long as he would keep fucking her, they would just be “friends with bennies” as she put it.
From Cal's perspective, he also was having fun exploring all the possibilities in this trailer park. The isolated community was brimming with raging-hormone teenage girls seeking new experiences and experimenting with their budding sexuality, not to mention the many hot young moms who were reaching their sexual peak in their late twenties and early thirties, some without a man to satisfy their stronger sexual appetites - like his friend Shelli. Others had husbands, but if he was a trucker or similar, he was often not around nearly enough to satisfy their cravings. Why limit himself to just one hot fuck partner, when there were dozens more to sample?
Cal loved the super casual dress style of the trailer park, which bordered on “hillbilly” style. Isolated as they were from the city, and even several miles from the nearest shopping center, people didn't bother dressing up, and they tended to wear as little as necessary to keep covered and covered even less as the summer heated up. For everyone, that meant shorts and a t-shirt was plenty, and for the girls, they seemed to like to minimize even those. Whether intended or not, the girls dressed so that there was not much of their body left to the imagination, and they seemed to understand how to best display their bodies even in the old and worn tees and shorts they favored.
Sitting on his tiny porch that stretched half the length of his trailer, Cal often sat outside with a cool iced tea and watched the girls of the trailer park as they walked, biked or drove past on their daily routines. He now knew at least eleven or twelve of them by their first names, plus Kaylee and Shelli, whom he knew considerably better. There were two others he decided he wanted to get to know, and he set out to make it happen.
The first was Kelly, a late-twenties redhead who rode her bike around the park all the time, keeping herself in great shape. He had chatted a few times with her and understood that she had married her high school boyfriend eight years ago. He was an over-the-road trucker, gone for a week at a time, as she stayed home and took care of their five-year-old daughter. She had begun biking, after the baby, to get back in shape, and as far as Cal was concerned, it was working. Kelly's long lean legs looked to be about half her five-foot-ten height, and her bike shorts showed off her strong thighs and her tight little ass. The biking shirt she wore tended to flatten her breasts against her chest to keep her aerodynamic, but from the substantial mounds, it was clear that the shirt was hiding some lovely tits. She wore her dark red, almost mahogany-colored hair pulled back and tied into a single ponytail in back. She often stopped to chat when she saw him on his porch, usually just stopping and stretching her long legs on either side of the bike, the stretchy bike shorts outlining every inch of her flat tummy, slightly bony hip bones, and the slight mound of her pubis between her lightly muscled thighs. Cal was never sure if she was intentionally giving him a show or just being natural, but he enjoyed looking, whatever the case.
Kelly must have noticed his look of appreciation, as he didn't hide it and occasionally remarked on her great shape. She had also complimented him on his fitness, as Cal had indeed kept himself fit with thrice-weekly early morning gym visits.
On a bright June morning, Kelly rode up, smiling, and said she had just taken her daughter off to summer camp, and so would have some more free time. Cal couldn't help noticing that instead of the usual bike shorts, today she had on a pair of the looser-fitting jersey-type shorts popularized by Victoria's Secret-- bright pink with the word “JUICY” in stitched on letters across the ass. Cal thought they were called “booty shorts” since they tended to show off the booty. On the bike, the shorts rode up to the point where the firm round contours of Kelly's ass peeked out from the pink fabric on the sides, and her legs looked even longer and sleeker than usual. The “JUICY” shorts were probably about six or seven years out of date, and Kelly had likely owned them for at least that long. But if they were a little worn, and thin, they still looked amazing on her. Instead of the biking shirt, today Kelly had on a thin tank top, white with the word “PRINCESS” across the top, pushed out by the firm swells of her breasts. She really looked breathtaking.
“Wow,” said Cal, “don't you look super cute on this lovely summer day?”
“Thanks,” she said, smiling as she dismounted from the bike and stretched her legs to each side of the bike. “I like your plaid shorts, Cal,” she said as she looked him over, noticing the lump in the plaid shorts.
Cal, licked his lips inadvertently, as she stood over the bike with the slightly too-small pink shorts revealing the outline of her pussy as she stood before him.
“Why don't you get off your bike and join me on the porch for a few minutes?”
Kelly, smiled and leaned over the bike to put down its kickstand, giving Cal an eyeful of her firm butt cheeks peeking from below the booty shorts. When she stood up, her firm tits pressed out the thin top, and he could clearly distinguish the puffy nipples atop each lovely boob. As the shirt was a bit tight, it was stretched between the tits and suspended from them at the same time. Breathtaking was not an adequate word, Cal thought. Fuckable was probably more accurate.
He quickly went in to get Kelly an iced tea, and when he returned, she had taken a seat in his second lawn chair, and he noticed that her lightly freckled skin was glistening with a thin veneer of perspiration from her bike ride.
“Looks like you had a good ride this morning, eh, Kelly?” observed Cal, smiling at her and looking with obvious appreciation at her tits and long legs.
“Well, I had a good bike ride, I guess,” she replied, emphasizing the word 'bike.' “But, can I be honest with you, Cal?”
“Sure,” he said, with some curiosity.
“I really am needing a different kind of ride,” she continued, quietly.
“My husband, Jason, has been gone for almost two weeks and doesn't get back till the end of this week.” She looked down and crossed one delicious long leg over the other, allowing her foot to sway back and forth.
She continued, “And when I ride my bike, it rubs me -- down there, you know -- and I get frisky. Know what I mean?”
Cal smiled with a leer and said, “Yes, I think I do. Sometimes, when you ride your bike around here, I get frisky too!”
Kelly looked up, smiled and winked at Cal, and stretched her long leg toward him, placing her little tennis shoe right up on his lap. “What can we do to deal with all this friskiness?” she giggled.
“Step into my office, and we'll discuss it,” Cal said, winking back at her. He rose and held the door open, letting Kelly step in front of him. She walked slowly and with a distinct sway in her hips as she stepped through the door. Cal's eyes were glued to the smallish pink shorts that were pulled seductively into the crack of her ass, distorting slightly the embroidered word “JUICY” that swayed delightfully as she walked.
She stopped, just inside the door, so that as he entered he could not help but run into her. As he did, his midsection pressed up against her butt and he put his arms on her shoulders to keep from falling. He suspected she could feel his cock, which by this time was straining against the boxer briefs under his shorts as he stood literally against her. He leaned down, brushed aside a few strands of fine red hair from her ear, and whispered, “I've always wondered whether the word “juicy” on those shorts was just decoration, or whether it was meant to be descriptive.”
She reached for his right hand, took it from her right shoulder, and pulled it down toward the shorts, saying, “Why don't you find out for sure?”
Cal didn't need any more of an invitation, and he let his hand fall to her flat and toned tummy, palmed her tummy and gave it a sensual back-and-forth rub, then slipped his hand under the band of the shorts and cupped her pubic mound firmly in his large hand. Indeed, if not juicy, it was clearly moist and very hot. With his left hand, he reached around, slid it under the thin top, and cupped a firm breast, kneading it slightly before finding the nipple with his forefinger and thumb and rolling the engorged puff between them. Kelly moaned softly as his hands massaged her sensitive nipple and her pussy lips.
After a few moments, and feeling Kelly lean into him, he slid the finger along her slit and gently pried the lips apart, slowly inserting his finger deep into her delicate cunt. As he did, he whispered into her ear, “Yes, it does seem that you are nice and juicy down here.”
Lifting his finger to her ear, and running the wet digit softly over her earlobe, he then brought it to his mouth and sucked on it gently, making a slurping sound right next to Kelly's ear, and said, “I'd love to get a whole mouthful of that delicious juicy cunt of yours.”
Kelly was incredibly aroused by his touch and his seductive talk, and she visibly shuddered a bit as he slid his index finger back down into her booty shorts and into the now very slick slit of her hot pussy.
“Oh, you can have as much as you want,” said Kelly, rubbing her toned ass against his increasingly hard manhood. “I'm a very dirty girl, and you are going to have to lick me clean, now that you have gotten me so wet and dirty.”
Cal understood that she wanted to be treated like a dirty whore, and so he spun her around and pulled the shirt over her head, letting her C-cup titties spring free, where they invited him to suck them into his hungry mouth. Meanwhile, his other hand roughly grabbed the waistband of the booty shorts and pulled then upward, pulling some of the fabric into her wet slit, while the rest of the thin fabric was pulled tightly around her mound, outlining clearly the fat lips of her labia. The whole area was wet with her juices, and the front of the shorts was quickly darkened and became nearly transparent as the juice continued to flow.
“Unggghh,” Kelly moaned as Cal pulled her over toward his big couch and then pushed her forward over the back of it, her ass now in the air with the word “JUICY” stretched across the firm cheeks, her long legs splayed out against the couch back.
Cal grunted, and in a dirty growl, said, “I think you need to be bent over and fucked like a dirty little whore, don't you, Kelly?”
“Oh, yes. I am a dirty little whore, and I deserve to be spanked and fucked hard with that big hard cock of yours,” Kelly said in a hoarse whisper, as he slapped her tight ass with his big hand, making the exposed cheeks almost as pink as the fabric of the shorts after a couple of hard smacks.
“Oh, so you like big cocks, do you, Kelly?” he grunted as he held his cock and waved it in front of her face as she tried to look up from her bent-over position. “Maybe you'd like Cal to put this big cock up your dirty little ass, you dirty fucking whore.”
“Oh, not my ass, please,” Kelly mock-pleaded, but it was likely too late. Her sweet, toned ass was in the air, and he was now slapping his cock on it playfully while he fingered her hot pussy around the leg opening, stretching the shorts to their breaking point.
As she moaned, he pulled upward, tore the booty shorts open, and brought his finger up from her pussy and slid it slowly into the little pucker of her ass, widening the hole and lubing it up as he slid his finger in.
“Yes, you are a dirty little slut, and dirty sluts like to be fucked in the ass,” Cal said gruffly as he continued fingering her ass. “I think you are going to love the feeling of this cock up your ass, and you'll be begging for more.”
As she whimpered and tried to wriggle from him, Cal placed his cock at the entrance of her little hole and began pressing it in, feeling her sphincter trying to keep it out.
“Ahhh...ohhh...fuuckk!” she managed to whimper as Cal's fuckstick drove deeply into her ass, filling her completely. Meanwhile, he was massaging her pussy and sliding a finger in and out to keep her juices flowing.
The tightness of her ass was driving Cal nuts, and he knew he could not last in her tight butthole. He wanted to shoot a load of cum up her ass and watch it drip out, so as she seemed to shudder as her orgasm approached, he let go and shot what felt like three or four giant spurts, right up her butt.
Kelly felt the explosion, her butt tightened around his cock, and she let out a yelp as she came and her pussy began leaking its juices down her leg.
As soon as Cal pulled out, his hot semen began dripping from her ass, mixing with her cunt juice and running down her long legs.
He looked at the mess, scooped up some, and reached under to wipe it over her tits. He scooped some more and told her to stand up and turn around. She did and faced him leaning up against the couch, her tits now glistening with the goop from her butt, and the mess from both holes slowly running down her leg. His cock, which had drooped from its recent exertions, began to bounce forward a bit, as he looked at her and said softly, “You are a dirty little whore, with a filthy little cunt, aren't you, Kelly?”
“Yes, I am,” she said, looking down at the mess on her body.
“And your dirty little booty shorts are ripped and torn, but you are going to have to wear them home, aren't you, you dirty little slut?”
“Oh, don't make me go home like this,” she pleaded.
But he picked up the torn pink "JUICY" shorts and slid them up her legs, wiping some of the cum and pussy juice as he did so. Then he picked up the shirt and put it over her head, wiping the cum-covered tits as he pulled the shirt down, so that the thin fabric stuck lewdly to her tits and hung limply from them. The word “PRINCESS” looked a little out of place, streaked with the sticky cum and juices that he had slathered on her tits.
He mocked her a bit, saying, “Look at you with your 'princess' shirt and your 'juicy' booty shorts. You're a little cock princess, aren't you? A dirty, filthy fuck princess. From now on, that's your name: princess. Whenever I call you princess, you'll be ready for some dirty fucking.”
“Yes, Cal,” she said softly, “I'm your dirty little fuck princess.”
He was aroused by her filthy look, and that she smelled like sex. In fact, the smell of her sex was so strong that he couldn't help becoming aroused again, as his glistening cock began to rise again and point its purple head at the sexy slut that leaned against the couch in front of him.
“Pull off those filthy shorts, my little fuck princess,” he growled. “Cal wants to fuck that dirty pussy before you go.”
And so she leaned back on the couch, pulled off the booty shorts, and spread her legs and thrust her pussy mound toward him. The mound glistened with juices, and the dark pubes that had been shaved into a landing strip above her pussy were matted from the mess. Cal grabbed some lube, slathered it on his sticky cock, lubed her equally sticky and messy pussy, and slowly drove his cock into her as she moaned again.
“Oh yes, I'm your dirty little fuck princess,” she said as he fucked her, first slowly and then more vigorously, as he watched the sticky “PRINCESS” shirt glued to her tits bouncing with the rhythm of his fucking, as he pistoned in and out of her dirty love socket.
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