fresh," giggled Anne Marie, tongue out, raising her hand to eager
half-open mouth.
“Naughty, naughty!” said Cassy, grabbing Anne’s slim wrist and swatting
her across the ass. “You have to learn to be obedient! Shawn told you
to spoon that cum into your panties.”
While Cassy helped by stretching the white satin taught, Anne Marie
scraped four full teaspoons of cum from her palm into her white
Lycra-Spandex crotch before carefully readjusting skintight panties
over her cute little smoothly-shaved cunt. Cassy got as close as she
could to enjoy the scent of fresh semen that was saturating the satin
crotch. Anne let her sniff, then rubbed her crotch against Cassy’s
lips.
“Oooooou, this is fun! He squirted off in my panties the first time I
made him cum. Like, this feels so super slippery - - especially since
Claudia shaved my pussy. It’s all hot an’ gooey. I can’t wait to get
in front of my mirror.”
Pulling her to her feet, Cassy helped her get dressed so the girl didn’t
have to sit. Then, down on her knees between Anne Marie’s wide spread
thighs, she brushed the warm slippery satin crotch with her lips.
Deeply inhaling the heady aroma of warm cum, she gave the nymph another
stinging swat across her ass.
SWACK!
“All right, Anne Marie, hurry home and masturbate. I want you to stop
at my place tomorrow and tell me all about it while I give you another
spanking - - unless Shawn wants us to come over . . . "
“Get your sweet little asses over here. See both of you tomorrow,” he
smiled. “Now, I’m going to get some rest.”
Cassy looked at his watch. “Oh, my God! It’s almost four thirty. I’ve
got to get home before Ben gets home or he’ll be jealous!” Turning,
but wishing she could kidnap the auburn-haired nymph, she gave Anne
Marie another long sensuous kiss. “My crotch is just waiting for
another tongue-bath, Anne Marie. Come over tomorrow as soon as you
can. I want you to lick me for hours.”
“I will!” beamed the little beauty, palm between thighs, cupped over the
white crotch of semen-filled panties. “I’ll do anything you want, but
right now I gotta get home before all this cum runs down my legs! See
ya!”
“Bi . . . " waved Cassy, “see you tomorrow.”
Watching Anne Marie walking away, she was wishing the girl would be
sitting on her mouth instead of masturbating alone in her room - - that
she’d be the one swallowing all that sticky aromatic semen in the
crotch of the teenager’s little panties. Hand in front of mouth, she
exhaled into the palm, relishing the heady scent of warm cum on her
breath. ‘God’, she sighed to herself, ‘I’ve been a good wife, but that
randy smell of cum makes me so crazy I could just about die just to get
a taste of it. I better get myself under control or have a long talk
with Ben.’ Turning, she tossed a wave at Shawn who was standing at his
front door.
“I really have to go. I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon. You take that
nap and get your strength back. You’re going to need it.”
She saw his sly grin just before he closed and locked the gate.
Robert Summer sat with his head in his hands, his wife Catherine in
front of him, the indictment complete.
“Other than asking you to forgive me and telling you how sorry I am for
jeopardizing our relationship I don’t know what to say. I have no
excuse for letting something like this happen. I should have discussed
it with you the first time I was aware of Anne’s precocious nature. I
mean, it wasn’t like I hadn’t noticed how your daughter has changed
over the last year. The way she dresses. I’m so sorry for being such
a disappointment, Catherine. What do you want to do now?”
“Go to a movie,” she said, standing and offering her hand. “No sense in
beating this issue to death. What’s done is done. We can discuss what
we want to do now that both of us are aware of what’s happened. We
have lots of options in life. Let’s talk about some of them. You may
be surprised about how this all shakes out. Come on, let’s grab a
little dinner and enjoy our evening with each other.”
After four-course Chinese, and a lighthearted comedy, they were laughing
and talking like kids on a date. Half way home, Catherine leaned over
in the seat and gave Robert a kiss on the cheek.
“This was a fun evening. We need to do things like this more often.”
Robert glanced over, then back at the highway. “I had a great time,
sweetheart. Thanks for being who you are - - you’re much better than I
deserve.”
“You’ll get what you deserve,” laughed Catherine. “Be careful, you big
kid. Living with me, you may be in for more than you bargained for.”
If laughter is healing, they were well on their way to good health.
After a minute more in silence, Catherine continued.
“Did you know that Beth Quan is spending the night again with Anne?”
“No,” said Robert, eyes on the road.
“She’s a very pretty girl, Robert.”
“Um-hummm . . . "
“Nice figure . . . " Catherine added.
Again Robert nodded but didn’t comment. He was picturing the sultry
little Chinese doll, that sensuous hardly five foot tall child-like
teen - - eighteen, but who would have believed her. An image had been
branded into his memory, a picture he’d never forget. Beth Quan,
wearing nothing but white thigh-highs and spike-heeled ankle-strap
sandals. The hard-bodied waif with nearly flawless golden olive-tone
skin, kneeling on Anne Marie’s big bed, face and shoulders on the
blanket, both hands spreading the firm little cheeks of that incredibly
edible ass, begging him to fuck her! God damn! He pictured her
licking those voluptuous glossy lips of that more than ample
cock-sucking mouth - - heavy-lidded dark Oriental eyes teasing him to
the point he’d lost all reason. She’d talked like one of those teen
Hong Kong whores he met when he was in the Navy - - urging him to
“shove that big hard cock up my ass and give me a nice load of cum so I can squeeze it out afterward and let you watch me eat it.” She knew
exactly how to act and talk like a slutty little tramp. His cock
hardened as he recalled taking the teen up on her offer, fucking her
like an animal up her cute little ass until she’d made him stop so she
could suck two loads of cum from his cock.
Catherine’s voice brought him back to the present. “Remember when I
mentioned having an affair with a girl? When I was Anne’s and Beth’s
age - - eighteen, my first year in college? About Elizabeth and I
picking up that sailor boy from Kansas?”
Mind still reeling and dick stiff as wood, Robert nodded again. Another
minute of silence.
“Well, actually, I had an affair with three different girls, so I
suppose I have no right to criticize my daughter,” she said, fishing a
tissue from her purse.
Robert said nothing.
“It was fun . . . " smiled Catherine, “three in bed.” Robert drove in
silence. “What do you think about that?”
“About what?”
“Three in a bed? Be honest, Robert - - I’m not trying to trap you into
some kind of confession.”
“Well - - it’s fun, but there are other considerations . . . "
“Such as?”
“Well, like making sure it’s all right with everyone.”
“What if I told you I wanted to go to bed with you and another female?”
“You want to have sex with a woman?”
“Maybe. And maybe I’d like to see you having sex with another woman . .
. "
“Really?” He turned this time to look at her as they drove through
light traffic. “You want to watch me with another female?”
“Maybe,” smiled Catherine. “That might be very arousing to me. I’m
really not a jealous person and I don’t think you’re planning on
running off with a younger woman like my last husband did . . . "
Robert drove in silence, thoughts of Anne and Beth making his blood
nearly boil, knowing they were up in Anne Marie’s room at this very
moment, probably 69ing like little lesbian tramps. He knew it wasn’t
incest, but he still felt the hot pangs of remorse mixing with those of
lust as he envisioned his step-daughter swallowing the load of cum he
was blowing into her wide-open mouth. He could still hear her begging
for more as Beth Quan went at her ass with that obscenely long tongue,
tongue-fucking his step-daughter as she performed fellatio like some
porn-star.
“Is there someone you want to have sex with?” he asked, pulling into
their garage and turning off the engine, cock so hard it almost hurt.
Catherine didn’t answer until the garage door had closed and they were
sitting in near silence. “Sure - - I’ve thought about it,” she said.
“I like touching feminine flesh. I like how it feels and tastes. You
wouldn’t be jealous, would you - - seeing me with another woman?”
“I don’t think so . . . " he answered, toying with car keys, remembering
how aroused he’d become as the two teens performed girl/girl sex while
he watched, waiting for him to decide which one would get to swallow
his next load. “Who do you have in mind?”
“You know that Anne Marie and Beth spend quite a bit of time with each
other. My daughter has become very sexually active this last year.
She’s had sex with an older man; she’s discovered that she likes
girl/girl sex and she’s definitely a little oral maniac. She and Beth
have become an ‘item’. They’re both in the same curriculum at school.
I wouldn’t have been surprised if she became openly gay except for the
fact that I think she’s addicted to semen. Don’t laugh, sweetheart.
We’ve had a couple of long talks. She told me all about it. She’s
even made an adult video with some of her friends. There’s not much we
con do about it now, is there? She is eighteen.
“She said she’s being ‘careful’,” Robert offered. “What should we do?
I really feel terrible about not using better judgment where Anne’s
concerned. She’s just so - - so - - I don’t know how to explain it.”
“I do. She’s an aggressive, curious, adorable little girl who has more
hormones than a dozen her age. She told me about what happened - -
about what they did to you while I was talking care of mother. You
know the rest. She told me that they both liked it, Robert. Anne said
they liked everything about it. She said you were quite the stud,
sweetheart. It’s true. You are. You’ve been very attentive to all of
my pleasures - - maybe more than I’ve been to yours. Anne said you
give good back-door sex. She said you wished I’d let you do me. I
just wanted you to know I’m game for anything, Robert.”
“Really?” he said, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks, knowing she
couldn’t see his face since they’d been left in darkness when the
garage door opener light went off.
“Really. I’m in the mood for it, Robert - - to do the ’three in a bed’
thing. If Anne and Beth are still awake, let’s see if Beth would like
to spend the night in our bed. I haven’t mentioned this to Anne, but
she won’t care. She knows I’ve had homosexual experiences when I was
her age. She knows I like young girls - - I told Anne I wanted to do
Beth - - than I wanted Beth to do me. As soon as Anne told me about
the things Beth loved to do - - oh, my gawd, I was just Jello! Anne
told me Beth has a marvelous tongue and loves to use it. She licks
everything, Robert - - everything. I want her to use that tongue
everywhere, Robert. I want it from behind like Elizabeth used to do
me. I want that little girl’s tongue up my ass while I’m masturbating.
I have just the best orgasms when I get it like that.”
Robert was fighting to keep from cumming in his pants. “Catherine,
you’re driving me nuts talking like this. First I feeling guilty about
everything that’s happened and now you’re making me so horny I could
fuck a rock! You’re not worried about Beth’s parents - - about what
they might think?”
“You weren’t. I think the secret’s safe with us.”
“Well - - what are we going to do about Anne?”
“How horny are you?” laughed Catherine.
“Don’t tease,” said Robert, trying to adjust the uncomfortable angle of
his growing erection. In the darkness he could hear her fingers moving
under her panties, the sound of her masturbating. “You’re as bad as
your daughter. Now I know where she got it.”
Able to hear the conflicting emotions, Catherine moved quickly to ease
his mind. “Robert, do you want to have sex with her?” she asked,
neither able to see the other in the darkened car.
“What do you want me to say?” he asked. “I thought you were already mad
at me for being so stupid, for messing around with those girls.”
“I just asked if you still wanted to have sex with my daughter,” said
Catherine. “I know it isn’t incest, sweetheart. I understand the
attraction she has for you and you for her. She’s drop dead cute! You
aren’t her father - - and I’m not cross-examining you. You can say
whatever you want and I’m not going to be angry.”
“If you didn’t mind, I wouldn’t turn down an offer,” sniffed Robert,
remembering the first time he’d felt the girl’s tight little cunt
swallow the entire length of his erection, how they’d fucked like dogs
in heat until he filled her with semen. He also remembered the feeling
of guilt - - the remorse for fooling around with his new wife’s
daughter, but the girl had teased him out of his mind. How could he
have said “no” as she played with herself in front of him like she had
- - miniskirt up and fingers in the crotch of her panties. How could
he have said “no” when she lay over the arm of the couch begging him to
fuck her while Beth Quan watched. He’d fucked her nearly senseless,
then watched the hot little redhead reach back with both hands and
spread those small hairless lips just so he could watch her squeeze his
semen out of the perfect pink sheath - - could watch her raven-haired
girlfriend suck all of his cum from the smoothly shaved pussy. Robert
shuddered with pleasure in the security of total darkness. “But I’m
not going to hit on her any more.”
After a long silence, Catherine took his hand. “Don’t think me weird -
- but it would excite me tremendously to see her going down on you,
sweetheart -.- to watch you cumming off in my daughter’s mouth. Don’t
think me perverted. I’m just as sexual as Anne Marie. I love her,
Robert. I love you, too. I really am a voyeur. Watching the two of
you pleasing each other in my presence doesn’t seem wrong.
“You really wouldn’t be jealous? This wouldn’t come back to haunt me?”
“Not on my account. I told you I’m not the jealous type. I was only
angry at first because you’d both gone behind my back.
He coughed twice and covered him mouth with his hand. “Excuse me.”
“You really make a lot of semen, Robert,” whispered Catherine. “I can’t
imagine her being able to swallow all of it when you cum. She says she
can. She told me she swallowed it all. I’ve never been able to
swallow all of it. It’s not that I don’t like the taste. You always
taste good. I just can’t swallow fast enough. Know what? I want to
see her taking your orgasm in her mouth. That would probably make me
have a most intense orgasm myself."
“Really?” Catherine felt his grip increase as he held her hand. “You
really want to watch your daughter giving me head?”
“That’s right.” She said it as though a student had given her the
correct answer to a question. “I want to watch her; to see her face -
- and yours, too, sweetheart, especially when you’re having an orgasm.
That would excite me to no end. Well? What do you think? Am I crazy?
Is your wife completely insane”
“You actually want me to,” he said, bemused. “You only want to watch?”
“Robert - - I want to have sex with Beth Quan,” she said, his grip
indicating growing excitement. “I want you to watch us. I have this
thing about being watched. I like how it makes me feel. It makes me
act like such a slut, sweetheart. I want to have oral sex with her - -
while Anne is giving you head. I can’t think of anything that would be
more exciting. This is my choice. I’ve thought about this a lot. I
don’t want to be left out any more. If you’re getting it on the side I
want to be in on the act. I want to enjoy everything you’re enjoying.
We can decide how to handle Anne in the future. We should discuss this
with her, too. She’s growing into quite the young woman. Let’s go
upstairs, Robert. Let me talk with the girls.”
Even in the dark Robert easily found the kitchen door and they stopped
to grab some bottled water. “I’m going to take a shower,” he said,
heading for their room, anxious to cool down and relieve the pressure
on overloaded emotions, but desperately eager to unload what he was
sure was a huge load of cum in his overloaded prostate in his
step-daughter’s willing and always grateful mouth.
“Be right there . . . " responded Catherine, tapping on Anne’s bedroom
door.
“Mommy?”
“Yes, Anne, it’s me - - may I come in?”
“Sure.”
The room-light was dimmed, the two girls under covers, faces straight as
poker players holding a Royal Flush.
“How was the movie, mom?”
“Funny,” smiled Catherine. “We had a wonderful evening, sweetheart.
That’s one of the reasons I poked my head in your door. How are you
two tonight?”
The girls looked at each other and giggled. “We’re fine, mommy,”
answered Anne, expression so comical, Catherine almost laughed.
“Did you have a nice evening while we were out?”
“Un-huh!” giggled Anne, her response making Beth blush so hard, the
color in her cheeks showed even in low light.
Walking over to her daughter’s bed, Catherine sat on the edge. “Well,
Beth, did Anne tell you I know about what you two have been doing with
my husband?"
Almond-shaped dark eyes downcast, Beth blushed even redder, but nodded.
“So, you like having sex with my husband?” smiled Catherine, brushing
Beth’s ebony-black hair away from the girl’s child-like face. “And you
like my daughter, too. Perhaps you might even like me. How would you
like to join my husband and me in bed tonight? Sound like fun? You
might find me as much fun as Anne Marie.”
Beth was so at a loss for words she turned wide-eyed to look at Anne.
“What about me?” whined Anne, face mirroring dismay about being left out
of some sizzling action.
“Well, sweetheart, I spoke with your step-father and we’ve made an
agreement.” Anne waited nervously. “I told him I wanted to watch you
go down on him. Why not tonight? I’d like to get to know Beth better
while you do what you said you like doing best.” Looking Beth directly
in the eye, Catherine lifted the girl’s chin with a fingertip. “I want
to get into your tight little panties, Beth Quan. You’re a very sexy
young girl. You have to keep this a secret if we’re to have a
wonderful time. What do you think? Are you ready to play grown-up
games with me?”
“For sure,” giggled Beth, squirming with excitement. “you both are too
fun! This is going to be far out! You’re really pretty, Mrs. Summer!
I can tell where Anne got all her good looks. You two look like
sisters!”
“That’s what Anne said,” smiled Catherine. “You’re a very pretty girl,
yourself, Beth.”
Pulling down the covers, she found both girl’s wearing nothing but
skimpy little skintight white satin panties, Beth’s conical nipples
peaked and hard, Anne’s longer and pinker, both pairs appearing as if
they’d recently been sucked.
“Cute panties - - and pretty nipples,” she smiled, rolling one of Beth’s
between thumb and forefinger. “You both are just real lookers. Come
on, follow me. Mr. Goodbar is taking a shower. Let’s go surprise
him.”
“I know he’s not my real daddy, and that there’s nothing too weird about
me having a little crush on him - - but you really want to watch me
give him head?” asked Anne, fearful of treading on thin ice.
“That’s right, sweetheart. I want to see what got him out of our bed
and into yours. I’m not inviting you to make a habit of this. I want
to be there when anything sexual happens. I want to know about it
first. Understand?”
“Yes, mommy,” said Anne, climbing out of bed, Beth crawling out on the
other side.
“All right,” said Catherine. “Let’s go, girls. We have a hunk in the
other room in need of our feminine attention.”
“Okay!” they giggled in unison, holding hands as they followed the
pretty woman into her bedroom.
Catching her cute auburn-haired daughter by the tresses, Catherine
pulled her close to her side. “This may never happen again,
sweetheart. I want to see you suck my man off like it’s the very last
time. Give him something to remember you by. Make it good,
sweetheart. You’re just lucky you have a voyeur mother!”
“Mommy!” giggled Anne Marie, blushing like a June bride. “You say the
silliest things!”
When Robert Summer came out of the bathroom, his hot young wife was
semi-naked on the bed between Beth’s smooth wide spread legs, mouth
over the young girl’s smoothly-shaved pussy, Beth’s little panties down
around trembling thighs. Cumming again, face flushed with excitement
as Catherine Summer licked the swollen clit, the teenager’s narrow hips
were bucking like a never ridden before pony being saddled for the
first time. Sitting next to them and wearing her favorite white satin
panties, his step-daughter was masturbating furiously, watching her
mother going down on her best friend. The sight had a profound effect
on Robert. His cock sprang to life, a mind of its own. Before taking
another step he was sporting an erection as large as either Anne or her
mother had ever seen.
Aware of his entrance, Catherine stopped licking Beth’s pretty little
pussy and looked up, then patted the bed next to the teen. “Come over
here and lay down next to Beth,” she smiled, licking cunt juice from
her lips. “Have you tasted this little girl? She’s as sweet as
springtime! I hope you took time to taste her little puss.”
He was up on the bed in a New York second, smile on his face like a car
salesman who’d just sold a fleet of trucks. “Is that an invitation?”
he grinned, slipping an arm around Beth’s shoulders, the little girl
snuggling her cheek into his freshly showered slightly hairy chest.
“Isn’t she a sexy beauty?”
“To see her is to lick her,” smiled Catherine, tongue stabbing into
Beth’s warm, wet nooky, thumbs spreading the recently shaved lips,
bright pink cleft like a freshly opened watermelon. “What a sweet
pussy!” she sighed, lapping at the slit, sucking the copious vaginal
juices from the young girl’s pulsing cunt which was spreading open
further with each tongue stroke. Licking her own lips, Catherine
looked her husband in the eye. “What are you going to do with that?”
she grinned, indicating his flag-pole erection. “Make us salute it?”
Once again laughter broke any remaining nervous barriers, and all four
giggled for over a minute.
“Look, Robert, if my daughter is going to be sucking you off, I at least
get to watch. Well, Anne, are you just going to look at it? Show me
what you do with an original like that!”
“I suck it!” blushed Anne, climbing up onto the bed next to her mother,
wiggling between step-daddy’s legs and wetting eager lips. “I love
making daddy hard, and sucking all the cum right out of his cock.”
“Let me watch you, sweetheart - - show me how you do it. Jesus, you
have such a pretty mouth. Can you really take that big thing all the
way down? Let me watch you make him cum in your mouth, sweetheart.
Show me how you sucked him off when I wasn’t here. I want to see him
cum!"
Hand under furry balls, the young girl went down on her step-daddy,
mother watching and playing with Beth’s slippery hot little crotch. To
demonstrate oral talents, Anne didn’t hurry, taking no more than the
swollen crest in her mouth, slowly and deliberately milking the shaft
with her hand, fingertips forcing a serious amount of pre-cum to ooze
from swelling tip. As soon a huge crystal tear formed on the ruddy
crest, she sucked it up - - then milked another from the shaft. That
clear syrupy fluid plus saliva created all the lubrication needed and
she slowly took him deeper. Catherine watched in near disbelief as her
husband’s massive erection disappeared between her little daughter’s
pillow-soft lips. Almost ten inches of hard-on was buried to the hilt
as the teenager positioned her curly head to take the entire length
deep into her throat. The sounds of the teen sucking and swallowing
were the sexiest sounds Catherine could remember. Here she was,
watching her cute little daughter sucking cock with absolute devotion,
a sexual supplicant begging for a warm mouthful of her step-daddy’s
semen.
After holding him in as deeply as she could take it, Anne slowly let him
slip out.
“I talk nasty to him, too, mommy. Men like girls who talk nasty. I
tell him I’m a cock-sucking nympho who just loves swallowing men’s
thick sticky cum. He likes to hear me say nasty things. He likes to
watch me being nasty, too. I always make sure the light is on so he
can see my lips around his cock. Men like watching their cocks going
in our mouths. They like knowing we’re gunna drink all their cum - -
that we LIKE swallowing it - - that we love the taste and smell - -
that we’ll suck until they can’t cum again.”
Sucking cock-head and lavishing tricky tongue strokes around crest, she
took him all the way back down her throat.
“Holy Mary!” laughed wide eyed Catherine. “Where did you learn to do
that?”
Licking shocking-pink non-smear lipstick pout, Anne just grinned, green
eyes twinkling merrily at Beth.
“Well, no wonder he likes you,” snickered Catherine, watching her
daughter perform fellatio on Robert like it was an Olympic event.
“What man wouldn’t like getting head like that.”
Looking back up at her husband she watched the expression on his face,
eyes narrowly focused on Anne’s mouth, grimacing in pure pleasure as
her teenage daughter sucked him closer to orgasm. Sweat was forming on
his upper lip and forehead, a small trickle of perspiration running
down his cheek.
“God, Robert, she has to be making you very hot,” said Catherine, eyes
wide, looking back at her daughter sucking with long, full-length
strokes, her step-daddy’s cock pistoning in and out of her throat as
she bobbed her head up and down faster over his groin. “God, I bet
that feels good!”
Sucking and eager mewing sounds filled the otherwise quiet room.
Masturbating openly Catherine looked back into his blue-gray eyes.
“Are you going to cum in her mouth, sweetheart?”
“Jesus, honey - - how can I not? Look at her! look at your daughter
suck! Jesus, she makes me cum so hard it feels like it’s cumming all
the way from my toes!”
“Then do it!” urged Catherine, pussy so hot her panties were wet, more
excited than she’d been for over eighteen years. “Let me watch you.
God, Robert - - that’s so fucking exciting! Look how she takes you all
the way down her throat. She’s a natural. We have a hot little Linda
Lovelace Debbie Diamond daughter. You two are making me very aroused.
When you cum, I want you to shoot it right in her mouth, Robert. Do it
while she’s sucking you!”
“Ggggggggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!” chortled Anne, green eyes opening
wide, the massive surges of semen so large and sudden, copious white
wads of cum spurted from both nostrils.
Taking cock to its base, she swallowed as fast as she could, then left
the shaft glistening with saliva and semen, a shaft fountaining cum!
Angelic face under the geyser tip Anne, caught the descending white
torrent of cum in her open mouth, a crystalline lake of semen,
pearlescent and shimmering in the soft bedroom light. Two cloudy
luminous strands oozed from her nose.
“Ahhhhhhhhgggggg,” she gulped, smiling and swallowing half of the
mouthful before climbing up on the bed. Arms around her girlfriend,
she kissed Beth on the girl’s open mouth. Like sex staved kittens, the
two swapped big mouthfuls of warm semen, Beth ardently licking cum from
Anne’s tongue and face.
Returning to the pleasure of cunnilingus, Catherine crawled back between
wide spread legs, opened and sucked Beth’s pink-lined cunt with such
delight she was having what felt like one long continuous orgasm, a
climax lasting over ten minutes. In the same state of mind Beth was
cumming, too, climax in harmony with Catherine’s. Like choreographed
dancers, the two changed places. Crawling down between Catherine’s
lovely thighs, Beth pulled the woman’s little panties down and started
sucking pussy with complete abandon.
Catherine, eyes closed, was holding the hot little slut by the hair,
humping the nymphette’s plump mouth with ongoing pleasure.
“Oh, Beth - - you’re an absolute treasure! Why haven’t we been doing
this sooner! Use that sweet little tongue, baby - - take me to heaven!
Lick my hard clitty. Ooooooo, like that! Here I cum, Beth! Make me
squirt, too!”
“Jesus - - lick her good, Beth,” urged Robert, watching his wife’s face,
her surrender to pleasure greater than he’d witnessed. “Let her make
you cum good!” he encouraged, arm around her, teasing hardened nipples,
kissing her mouth as she orgasmed on Beth’s fluttering tongue, tasting
the teenager’s delicious cunt on his wife’s generous lips.
“You have such pretty red pubic-curls,” giggled Beth, licking pussy
juice from her lips. “You have a pretty pussy an’ you kinda spray like
Anne Marie.”
Twenty minutes later, Catherine was performing analingus on Beth, the
teenager on the bed on hands and knees, Anne holding the girl’s