After that fateful day, Elizabeth's mother took to arriving home at unexpected hours and phoning her husband at his office to make sure he had not sneaked home for a bit of incestuous fucking. So Elizabeth and her daddy were no longer able to fuck every day, although they did manage to get a few fucks in from time to time, when one or the other was feeling so ashamed that it was worth the risk.

Elizabeth, having grown accustomed to steady prick, both avuncular and paternal, found herself constantly frustrated now. She discovered where her mother had hidden the dildo and fucked herself silly with the rubber cock, but it was a poor substitute for the real thing, mainly because the damned thing could not come. She missed having a load of jism at the end of a fuck or suck.

But she soon discovered that cocks were plentiful and easy to come by for a sexy girl. She took to going out in the evening and allowing herself to get picked up by strange men. The men were invariably older, in their twenties, at least, and had automobiles or apartments of their own, or the money to rent a motel room.

That was the main reason why Elizabeth had never fucked a guy, even when she herself was young. There never seemed to be a time and a place in which to fuck.

Sometimes she stayed out all night.

Her mother didn't seem to mind – and, in fact, was just as glad to get the nubile competition out of the house.

Her father could hardly object.

Elizabeth would walk down the street, her hips swaying, her cute ass swinging like a pendulum… and it was never very long before a car pulled up and she was offered a lift. She almost always accepted. It didn't much matter to the randy teenager if the man was good looking or not. She preferred them to be not too ugly, nor too fat, but it wasn't all that important, as long as they had big, hard pricks and balls full of jism.