The Trucksmore Family, what a piece of work they were. You know the type of family, the one that even dysfunctional families want to stay away from. They would give the Munster from TV the cold chills.
How did I get hooked up with a bunch like that, you ask. Well, take a fifty seven Plymouth, a drive in movie, add Betty Trucksmore to the back seat, stir in a blowjob that would have taken the chrome off a bumper hitch and there you have it. I was a hooked fish and fresh meat for the family. I was all of eighteen and full of come, piss, and vinegar, and not necessarily in that order.
Betty met me at one of the local teen hangouts and had latched onto me in a heartbeat. At six one and two hundred and five pounds, I kind of stuck out like a sore thumb anyway. With a twenty-eight inch waist and a forty-two inch chest, Betty was all over me and what Betty wanted, Betty got.
Now don't get me wrong, Betty had the bait to catch any man, I don't care what his age. She was five seven and built like a brick outhouse. Long black hair down to her waist, a pixie, heart shaped face with large brown eyes, and tits that stretched the imagination. Add a cute, tight ass and legs down to there and you have Betty in all her glory.
I was standing around, bullshitting with a couple of my buddies when she walked up behind me and covered my eyes with her hands. "Guess who?" She asked in a deep sultry voice and moved forward until her breasts were planted against my back.
"I don't have a clue." I said and then added, "But you're about to get a one legged salute if you don't quit rubbing those against my back." I was a smartass back then, I still am now, but I'm subtler about it.
There was nothing subtle about Betty, her hands came away from my eyes, dropped down under my arms, and ended up on my chest. One of them then slowly slipped down across my stomach and ended up caressing my semi hard on through my tight jeans.
My two buddies where wide eyed and had their mouths hanging open as she asked, "You mean this leg?" And she gave my growing hard on a gentle squeeze.
I grinned and replied, "Yeah, that's the one."
She released me and moved over to stand next to me, one arm still around my waist. She grinned at my buddies and told them, "Why don't you little boys get lost so me and my new friend here, can get better acquainted?"
Looking at me, she said, "Hi, my names Betty. Why don't we get out of here and go somewhere a lot more private, so you can fuck my brains out." My buddies still hadn't moved but she ignored them.
"Sounds good to me." I said as I slipped my arm around her and we headed for the door.
*****
That's how we ended up on the back row at the drive-in and in the back seat of my old Plymouth. It hadn't taken her long to get out of her dress and to get me out of my jeans. She was on her knees in the floor a moment after that, my eight-inch dick half way down her throat. What she didn't know about a blowjob hadn't been written. She would bring me right to the edge, then stop until I calmed down, and then do it again.
This went on for most of the first movie and during intermission; she lay back on the seat and had me eat her pussy to three screaming climaxes. When the movie started again, she had me sit on the edge of the seat while she climbed up and sat down in my lap and on my manhood. As she slowly lowered herself onto it, she let out a long moan and when it was all the way inside her, she groaned and slowly rocked her hips back and forth.
When I would get near to cumming, she would sit still and kiss me. Then she would go back to rocking. This went on for almost that entire movie. A few minutes before it was over, she suddenly lifted her hip until just the head of my dick was inside her, and then she dropped herself back down, impaling herself on me.
She yelled loudly and lifted her hips to do this again. About the fifth time she did this, I came like a fire hose with the nozzle off it. I didn't know I could shoot that much. She was yelling and rocking so hard that the car was moving.
As the house lights came on and people started, starting their cars, she got off me, reached in her purse, and got out a soft cloth. She cleaned me up first and then spread her legs wide and cleaned herself. Then she slipped her dress on over her head and smiled at me.
"You can take me home now." She said in a soft voice. "I want you to meet my family."
My head was still swimming from the orgasm I had just had and it took me a moment longer to get my body to move. By the time I had my jeans back on, she was in the front seat. I climbed over with her and started the car. We headed for her house. If I had known then what I know now, I would have dumped her in her yard and ran like hell.
*****
I parked in her driveway and followed her up to the door. It was a little after midnight and I figured her parents would be asleep in bed like most everyone else's. Boy was I in for a surprise.
She stopped with her hand on the door and said, "My parents are a little weird but don't let it bother you, they're harmless and mean well."
I followed her inside thinking, what the hell? Everyone I knew had weird parents; they were supposed to be that way. It was a law of nature or something.
We entered a dimly lit entry hall and followed it to the living room. The living room was a little brighter but not much. A couple of small lamps were on and there were a lot of lit candles around. When my brain registered what was going on in that room, I froze. There were a dozen people scattered around the room engaged in all kind of different sex acts.
"Damn, I figured their little party would be over by now." Betty whispered.
"Betty, baby, why don't you come on in and join us." I heard a woman say from across the room. She had a man fucking her from behind, as a woman lay flat on her back under her, eating her pussy. She moaned softly and thrust her ass back against the man. "The party got started late but it's going strong now." She said and moaned again.
"That's all right mom, my friend and I are just going to my room to study." Betty said.
"Study my ass." I heard a young sounding male voice say. "You're going to fuck his brains out, that is if you haven't already."
Betty's mom said, "Hush, Brian, leave your sister alone. What or who she does is her own business."
Brian replied, "Oh mom, you take all the fun out of it."
