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Beverly Hills Pool Party	By : HeadHunter Category: 1 through F > The Beverly Hillbillies Views: 13419 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The following is a not-for-profit fictional erotic parody of the TV Show "The Beverly Hillbillies" and the characters within, to which I make no claim of ownership.

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CHAPTER 2
(Spying on the Clampetts)
            Margaret Drysdale was fastidiously trimming the rosebushes that grew along the fence that separated her yard from the Clampetts’ next door. She’d never approved of the boorish bumpkins moving into the neighborhood, but the Clampett account was important to her husband, Milburn, the president of the Commerce bank of Beverly Hills.
            Still, she wished she could find an excuse to evict the Clampetts from the neighborhood, if not from the entire city!
            She approached a gap in the fence where the rosebushes ended and a row of box hedges began. She could hear rude noises coming from the yard beyond the hedges and strained to listen. Glancing around to insure no one was watching, she stepped into the small gap in the greenery and peeked next door.
            The snobbish socialite nearly fainted at what she observed. The wizened centenarian, Granny, was busy brewing illegal moonshine while she watched her granddaughter fellate her own father! And to make it even worse, the buxom blonde was fornicating with the family dog!
            Margaret smiled arrogantly. “Finally!” she said to herself, “An excuse to get rid of those wretched hillbillies! Wait till Milburn hears about this!”
            She started to turn to go back into her house, when suddenly the hulking figure of Jethro Bodine appeared before the gap in the hedge. The brawny but dull-witted young man was a distant cousin of the Clampett’s. The son of Granny’s cousin Pearl, he had chosen to move with the family to find his fortune in Beverly Hills.
            “Hey, Miz Drysdale!” he grinned oafishly.
            Margaret jumped back, startled. “Why, Jethro! I… er…”
            “How come you’re spyin’ on Elly and Uncle Jed?” he asked.
            “S-spying?” she stammered, “Why I wasn’t spying! I just… um…”
            “If’n you wanna join ‘em, all you gotta do is ask!” Jethro offered innocently.
            Margaret was appalled at the suggestion, “Join them!” she exclaimed, “Why, I would never!”
            “Sure you can!” Jethro grinned, “Matter of fact, I was getting ready to join ‘em myself in a while, but if you want some dick, I can give you some right now!” he unzipped his pants and hauled out an immense length of flaccid cock flesh.
            Margaret Drysdale’s eyes bulged in awe at Jethro’s enormous schlong. The pendulous organ measured at least five inches — soft! She could hardly imagine how big it got when it was excited! Apparently, the beefy hayseed not only had the strength and brains of a mule, he was hung like one as well!
            Jethro grasped the thick slab of cock meat and began stroking it slowly. Margaret gawked at the immense phallus as it expanded in his hand, finally swelling to its full nine-inch length. She suddenly realized that her mouth had begun to water and she had to swallow the mouthful of saliva that had accumulated.
            “Oh, my!” she gulped, “I’ve never seen anything like that before! Your cock is absolutely huge!”
            “Aw, shucks!” Jethro blushed, “Thank ya, Miz Drysdale!”
            “You know, Jethro,” she said, unable to wrest her gaze from his throbbing hunk of man-meat, “Maybe I will join your… er… party next door. If your family doesn’t mind!”
            “Heck no!” Jethro said, zipping his pants, “C’mon! We’ll go right over there now!”
            Jethro ushered Mrs. Drysdale thru the gap in the hedge and into the Clampett’s backyard. “Look who I met, Uncle Jed!” he beamed.
            “Well, howdy, Miz Drysdale!” Jed greeted his neighbor as she approached the poolside. He withdrew his dripping cock from Elly Mae’s mouth and smiled.
            Elly Mae turned to look at Mrs. Drysdale, her cunt still firmly affixed to the knot of the bloodhound hunched over her back. Gooey strands of her father’s semen oozed from her lips and dripped from her chin. “Hey, Miz Drysdale!” she gurgled thru her mouthful of cum.
            “H-hello, Jed… Elly Mae!” Margaret replied bashfully. She glanced over at Granny, addressing her bitter adversary with a sheepish smile, “Granny.”
            “Hey, Miz Drysdale.” Granny replied dryly, “Come over to spoil our fun, have ya?”
            “Now, Granny!” Jed scolded as Elly Mae licked the stringy wads of cum from his cock shaft, “Miz Drysdale don’t seem to mean no harm, do ya Miz Drysdale?”
            “Why… why, no!” Margaret replied, “Jethro here invited me to join you and when I saw that prodigious cock between his legs…”
            Jed chuckled, “He does have a whopper, don’t he?”
            “Well, once I saw that, I couldn’t resist coming over!” she said, “Do you mind?”
            “Heck no!” Jed replied, “Make yourself to home! Get your clothes off and join us!”
            “Hey, Paw!” Elly Mae interrupted, “Kin you give me a hand getting’ Duke outta my cunt hole? He’s in there purty tight!”
            Jed tugged at the dog’s deeply imbedded knot, trying to extract the swollen bulb from his daughter’s incredibly tight pussy. “C’mon over an’ gimme a hand, boy!” he said to Jethro, “Get this dog cock outta yer cousin Elly!”
            “Yessir!” Jethro complied. He grasped the dog by the hips and tugged forcefully, finally removing the captive knot with a squelching pop. Canine cum gushed from Elly Mae’s gaping cunt and spilled onto the towel beneath her.
            “Thank ya, Jethro!” she smiled sweetly.
            Jed looked over at Jethro, “What you still doin’ with your clothes on, boy? Get nekkid and give Miz Drysdale some of that cock!”
            “Yessir, Uncle Jed!” Jethro grinned. He began to undress, kicking off his shoes and dropping his trousers onto the concrete poolside.
            Margaret followed Jethro’s example, disrobing and placing her clothing in a neat pile on one of the poolside lounge chairs. She watched as Jethro stripped naked, her eyes exploring every inch of the young man’s muscular physique.
            Jethro’s massive erect cock protruded stiffly at an angle from his body, swaying with every movement of his body.
            Margaret stood in front of Jethro and knelt down on the beach towel, the hunky hillbilly’s hefty cock swinging less than an inch from her face. She could feel the heat on her cheeks as it emanated from Jethro’s throbbing member and her cunt juiced at the musky aroma that arose from his hairy ball-sac.
            “Go ahead, Miz Drysdale,” Jethro invited with a grin, “Help yourself to some cock!”
            It was an offer that Margaret Drysdale couldn’t resist! Grasping the base of Jethro’s enormous penis, she slowly stroked up and down the hot meaty shaft. A bead of pre-seminal dew appeared at the opening of his purplish cock head and she licked it up greedily, leaving a strand of clear fluid connecting her lips and the tip of his cock.
            Margaret parted her lips and lowered her head, enclosing Jethro’s livid glans with her mouth. She had never had a cock quite this big before, and for a moment she was afraid she’d be unable to get the flared head fully inside her mouth. She took a deep breath thru her nose and, relaxing her jaw, thrust her head forward steadily, finally inserting half a foot of the fleshy pole inside her mouth.
            She placed her hand on the shaft that protruded from her mouth, astonished to find that one third of Jethro’s colossal cock was still outside! She withdrew the massive cock from her mouth.
            “My God, Jethro!” she exclaimed, “How on earth do the girls swallow this monster?”
            “Well,” he said, “so far, Ellie Mae and Granny’s the only ones to swallow it all the way. Most girls can’t take it as far as you just did!”
            Margaret looked aside at Granny and then at Elly Mae. There was no way that Margaret Drysdale was about to be bested at cocksucking by an ancient crone and a mere girl! She licked her lips and widened her jaw, engulfing Jethro’s colossal prick with her mouth. She managed a full seven inches of the huge cock before gagging.
            She relaxed her throat and plunged her head forward forcefully, driving the entire length of Jethro’s choking phallus down her gullet. Her eyes watered from the strangling mouthful of man-flesh and she was having difficulty breathing, but by God, she’d done it!
            Margaret Drysdale had swallowed a nine-inch cock to the hilt!
            “Land sakes!” Granny exclaimed, “Danged if she ain’t took Jethro’s tonsil-tickler all the way to the balls!” The old woman had suddenly gained a newfound respect for her spiteful snobbish neighbor.
            Once her throat had acclimated to Jethro’s stifling cock, Margaret began sliding the huge member back and forth in her mouth. She accelerated her sucking, slobbering over the meaty shaft to lubricate her furiously thrusting mouth.
            Jethro’s hips began to hump back and forth, fucking Mrs. Drysdale’s face at a frenzied pace. He gripped the back of her head, sliding her mouth back and forth over his bloated cock shaft. He could feel his engorged balls twitch and tingle in preparation for his imminent orgasm.
            Tears streamed from Margaret’s eyes and she struggled for breath as Jethro savagely pounded her face. She eagerly anticipated the flood of man-cream that she knew would soon be filling her hungry mouth.
            Suddenly Jethro tensed, his cock swelled within Margaret’s mouth and exploded, spewing a scorching geyser of syrupy jizz. The blast of viscous goo filled Margaret’s cheeks and she swallowed quickly, just in time to receive another blistering mouthful of glutinous cum.
            Jethro plunged her head down and fired the last two bursts of briny slime down Mrs. Drysdale’s gullet. He pulled her head from his cock, drawing the thick slippery shaft out from between her sticky lips.
            Margaret gasped breathlessly, gargling the last mouthful of briny sludge and gulping it down her throat. “My, goodness!” she panted, “I’ve never had such a brutal face-fucking in my life!”
            Jethro grinned sheepishly, “Sorry, Miz Drysdale!” he apologized, “Sometimes I just get carried away!”
            “Oh, dear, no!” Margaret grinned, “Don’t apologize, Jethro! I loved it!”
            “So, Miz Drysdale,” Jed asked, “You up for some fuckin’?”
            “Oh, my!” Margaret blushed, “I really must get back before Milburn gets home!” She glanced down at the stream of semen that had drooled from her mouth and splattered upon her heaving breasts. Rivulets of cum and saliva dribbled down the front of her body and she chuckled. “I suppose I should take a shower before he arrives!”
            “Well, we’re plannin’ another little get-together tomorrow afternoon, if you wanna come.” Jed invited.
            “I’d love it!” Margaret agreed, “I want you both to fuck me tomorrow until I can’t walk straight!”
            “Six o’clock then?” Jed asked.
            “You’ve got a date!” Margaret winked.
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