Jessica stretched and yawned as she came into the kitchen, and her mother looked at her and grinned.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Mary said. "I thought you were going to sleep all day."
Jessica yawned again. "What time is it?"
"Almost ten," Mary replied.
"I had an eight o'clock class all semester, and this is the first chance I've had to sleep late," Jessica said.
"That's okay," Mary said. "What can I fix you for breakfast?"
"Whatever you've got, Mama. I don't expect you to wait on me."
"Let's agree that I won't go out of my way, honey. I've got some waffle batter left from your dad's breakfast, and there's plenty of bacon."
"That sounds good," Jessica said.
Mary put the skillet on the burner and tossed on three pieces of thick-sliced bacon. "I think you've grown a little. You look taller, anyway."
"When I graduated from high school, I was five-foot-ten, Mama, and I'm still the same," Jessica laughed.
"Well, you look taller," Mary said as she poured batter into the waffle iron. "Maybe it's just because you've been away to college."
"College makes you grow mentally, not physically, Mama." Well, it did make Jessica grow physically, in a way, but she didn't want to get into a discussion of the birds and bees with her mother. "You probably think I'm taller because you haven't seen me in three months."
"Well, maybe so," Mary said. "Do you want coffee?"
"Yes, please, black, no sugar."
"Well, that's a change," Mary said. "You used to drink it with cream and enough sugar to make a humming bird sick."
"I've changed, Mama."
"I suppose you swill beer now, like all the others at college. I can't do much about that, but if I even suspect that you're using drugs of any kind, I'll come down on you like a ton of bricks!"
"I prefer wine, Mama, good wine, and I don't do drugs of any kind. I don't even like to take an aspirin unless it's absolutely necessary."
Mary set the plate in front of Jessica and watched a few moments as she dug into the waffles. "Keith called early this morning," she said, referring to Jessica's former boyfriend.
"He didn't waste any time," Jessica laughed. "Did he leave a message?"
"Just that he'll pick you up at seven," Mary said, her tone tinged slightly with scorn. "Pretty cheeky of him, if you ask me."
"It is, Mama," Jessica agreed, "but I'll fix his wagon tonight. I've told him a dozen times or more that I'm not going to sit around and wait for him, but he just won't listen. Knowing him, he's dating every woman who'll go out with him, but he doesn't want me to even talk to other guys."
"Well," Mary said indignantly, "talk about double standards!"
"My feeling exactly, Mama, and I'll fix him tonight." Jessica pushed her plate away and licked her lips. "Thanks for breakfast. Maybe I'll even get real ambitious and get up early and cook breakfast for you and Daddy."
'That'll be the day," Mary laughed. She leaned over and kissed her daughter on the cheek. "Anyway, it's good to have you home. Your dad keeps telling me that I've got to cut the apron strings, but that's not so easy."
"I'm nineteen, Mama, and all grown up," Jessica said.
Mary looked at her daughter's voluptuous body and shook her head. "Yes, you're certainly grown up, honey, but I can't help the way I feel. All I can promise is that I'll try not to let it get in the way."
"I know, Mama," Jessica said softly, patting her mother on the upper arm, "and I'm not complaining, really. At least you've always paid attention to me and had time for me, and that's more than lots of my girlfriends can say about their mothers."
Keith took Jessica to a young adult club and immediately drifted away to hang with his buddies. Hanging with a bunch of giggling females wasn't her idea of fun, and she dragged him away from the guys for a couple of dances, then lost her patience.
"Let's go," she said. "I don't like it here."
"I don't understand why you wanted to leave," he said as they walked to his car. "You always liked it here before."
"Well, I don't now," she replied. "I wish you could take me to a nice place."
"This place is cool," he said sullenly.
"I mean a place where adults go, a nice restaurant or a night club," she snapped. "I'm tired of pop, and beer makes me pee."
"Well, aren't you all grown-up suddenly?" He started the engine and looked at her. "Want to go somewhere and park?"
"No, take me home. We'll sit on the swing on the front porch and talk."
His face fell. "I had something else in mind."
"I know," she replied, her voice neutral.
They drove to her house in silence. The house was dark and quiet. Early to bed and early to rise makes people dull, and she wondered if her parents got it on any more. They seldom went out, and when they did, their idea of a big night on the town was a greasy spoon and a boring movie. The rest of the time, they stayed home and stared at boring programs on the tube.
Keith plopped his ass on the swing and said, "What do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know." Jessica sat down with her hip touching his and started unbuttoning her blouse. "Anything, I guess."
"Well, at least the swing is padded," he said.
She pulled her blouse open and leaned back and said softly, "Is a padded swing all you can think of to talk about?"
He was staring straight ahead, and didn't see what she was up to. "You're the one with the brains," he said, "straight A's all through high school and all kinds of academic honors and even a merit scholarship. I had to take an athletic scholarship, and to a small school at that. You don't like to talk about sports, and I don't know what to say to you."
"Sometimes, you don't have to say much." She put her hands under her bare tits and teased her nipples with her thumbs.
He finally looked at her, and nearly choked on his tongue. "God damn, Jessica, what are you doing?"
"Playing with my tits," she giggled. "You said you had something else in mind. Do you want to play with them?"
"Right out here," he blurted, "on the front porch? What about your parents?"
"What about them? The lights are off, and the house is quiet, so they're probably sound asleep. I don't think they do it any more. Isn't that a shame?"
"God damn, Jessica, what's got into you?"
I thought you wanted to fuck me." She pulled her blouse closed and held it with one hand and stood. "If you don't, I'll go to bed and do it myself."
"Don't go," he said quickly.
She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips, and he reached up and squeezed her tits. She straightened up and reached under her skirt and smiled coyly as she tucked the hem under her chin and pushed her panties down to her thighs, then brushed her hand over her bush. "Do you want me to take my panties off?"
"You're crazy," he muttered.
"I heard that a woman who's a little off center is the best fuck."
"Where did you hear that?"
"Oh, around," she snickered. "I don't have to study that hard to make good grades." She extended her second finger and held it up to him.
"Do you know what that is."
"It's your finger, silly."
"It's my fuck finger, the one I rub my clit with." She put the tip in the top of her slit and rubbed her clit slowly. "See, like this."
"Jesus," he muttered, staring at her finger.
"Push your pants down," she said quietly.
"If someone comes along, we're going to be in deep shit," he muttered.
"Do you want me to take my panties off? You can't have what's under them unless I do, and I won't take them off unless you push your pants down."
He fumbled with his belt and zipper, then pushed his pants down to his ankles. "I still think you're crazy."
She took off her panties and dropped them on the swing. "But you want to fuck me, so you'll hang around, right? Do you want me to take my skirt off?"
"What do I have to do?"
"Show me how a guy jacks off." She knew how a guy got himself off. One of her professors loved to jack off for her. She just liked to watch a guy jerk his dick.
She waited until he took his cock in his right hand and started stroking it, then unfastened her skirt and let it fall to the floor. "Hmmm, that looks interesting."
She picked her skirt up and tossed it on the swing with her panties, then straddled his legs and pulled his left hand into her crotch. He rubbed his fingers roughly through her luxuriant strawberry-blonde bush, and she wiggled her ass so his fingers touched her pussy lips, wet with her juice.
"Mmmmmm, I like to get felt up," she whispered.
He stopped pulling his pud and reached up to squeeze her tit as he pressed his fingers into her fleshy quim, mashed her clit under his thumb and snaked two fingers in and out of her tight channel.
"Oh, God, that feels good," she whimpered.
He pinched her fat nipple and twisted his fingers in her cunt, and her clit and nipples swelled and her pussy quickly reached the boiling point. She whimpered softly and hunched on his fingers and reached down, wrapped her fist around his dick, and pulled it insistently.
His prick was almost fully erect, partly from her zealous manipulation and partly from the uniqueness of the situation, and her hand vigorously stroking and squeezing his cock befuddled his brain just enough that he didn't much care that they were sitting on the front porch.
She released his cock, turned around and backed over his lap, reached between her legs and grasped his stiff rod.
"God damn, Jessica," he gasped, "what do you think you're doing?"
She giggled and wiggled the tip of his cock through her watery slit. "Can't you tell? I'm going to sit on your cock. You want to fuck me, don't you?"
"God, I didn't think you would go this far, not out here."
"Don't be so dense, Keith. Where else did you think we were going to do it, in the living room, or maybe in my bed?"
She held his cock upright and sat down abruptly, taking him to the hilt in her slick sheath with a loud sigh.
"God damn, Jessica, I don't know who you are anymore."
"Maybe you never did," she replied calmly. She wasn't about to tell him that she liked to fuck older men, men at least in their thirties, and doing so changed her whole outlook on life.
He wanted to stop her, before she went too far, but her tight cunt aggressively squeezing his cock rendered him nearly helpless, and all he could do was go along with her titillating behavior. A form materialized on the sidewalk and took shape, and he held his breath, sure they were going to be discovered.
"Oh, look," she whispered, "a man is walking by. Do you think he's going to get any nooky tonight? Maybe he's already had some, and that's why he's out walking."
"God damn, Jessica, he can see you!"
"Of course, he can," she whispered harshly. "Don't talk so damn loud."
The man stared at the porch, sure that his eyes were playing tricks on him. Damned if it didn't look like a young woman was naked and sitting on a man's lap. But that couldn't be, that would mean they were...no, they couldn't be doing that, not on an open front porch! His steps slowed, then stopped.
Jessica squirmed on Keith's cock. "What if he came right up here on the porch and watched us?" She wriggled again, harder, and giggled softly, lewdly.
Keith didn't know what came over him. He should have left, right then and there. Instead, he put his right hand between Jessica's legs and found her erect clit with his middle finger. He couldn't have missed it if he had tried, it was so big and hard and slick. He cupped one of her tits with his left hand and kneaded it and slowly frigged her clit.
Feeling positively brazen, Jessica added a gentle, short-stroke up and down motion to her squirming. Keith's prick felt so good, and if she didn't think about it, she wouldn't know that it wasn't hung on an older man. The more she squirmed and humped, the better it felt, and she grew more daring and moved up and down more boldly, sliding her fiery cunt slowly up his cock until only the head was still inside her, then slowly impaling herself completely on him again, sighing with contentment.
The man shrugged and walked on, and Keith started breathing again.
Jessica wondered what she would've done if he had come on the porch to see what they were doing. Suppose he discovered they were fucking, and instead of raising a ruckus, he had taken his cock out and stuck it in her mouth? The idea of two men fucking her at the same time nearly blew her mind. "Damn, he left," she hissed, "just when it was getting really good."
"It's still good," Keith muttered. "Since you've gone this far, don't you dare stop now."
"Ooohhh, no, baby," she groaned, "it's good for me too."
She swung her ass more furiously, widening the circle as she levered herself up and down faster and faster, and when she went all the way down on his rampant rod, she twisted her body vigorously, making her tits jiggle crazily. She stared into the dark, wishing another man would come along and watch her get off. Or even a woman. Anybody. She wanted someone to watch her fuck and cum!
She put her hands on Keith's knees and fucked faster. More wanton pleasure flooded through her exuberant body, and she tightened her cunt muscles and rode his cock harder.
"God damn, you're hot," he muttered.
"like a firecracker, baby." She felt so experienced, so mature! "Hang on, and I'll take good care of you."
"Yeah, you already are," he grunted, levering his hips to drive his cock deeper into her. He really didn't know her. She was totally different than the person who went away to college six months ago, and the difference bothered him.
She relaxed her cunt and excitedly worked it up and down his cock faster a few moments, then went down about halfway and stopped and clamped her pussy around his prick, leaned back against his chest, and rotated her hips in tight circles.
He grunted out loud and grabbed her tits and nearly pulled them off her chest.
"See," she whispered hoarsely, "fucking out here isn't so bad after all, is it?" She clenched his prick with her tight cunt muscles, harder than ever, and held on.
"As long as no one else comes along," he grunted. "What are we going to do if your old man comes out here and catches us?"
"I don't know what I'll do," she giggled, "but you'd better run like hell!"
She thought about that earlier, briefly, for less than a moment. The possibility of someone catching them excited her. If it was her father, she would deal with it, if and when it happened. In the meantime, what she wanted was stuck up her cunt, filling it, stretching it so delightfully.
She sat up, planted her feet on the floor and twisted her ass as she pumped up and down, screwing her snug sheath on his lovely lance. "Oh, yes, baby," she moaned, "your cock feels so fucking good! Fuck with me, baby, make me cum, make me cum real hard!" She grabbed her swollen tits and slid her searing cunt up and down his rampant rod faster, with more fervor.
"Yeah, baby, yeah," he growled, "go, get off on my hard cock and take my cum!" He worked his hips up and down, pistoning his prick in out of her pussy, driving his shaft deep into her each time she dropped her wriggling ass heavily and impaled herself completely.
"Ooohhh!" she grunted. She bit her lower lip to keep from yelling as her orgasm spread through her rapidly and shattered her senses with rapture. She bucked and jerked furiously with each contraction of her torrid pussy and gasped, "Give me your cum! Give it to me now!"
Another orgasm whipped through her and she squeezed her tits and her head tossed this way and that, making her long strawberry-blonde hair fly wildly. Her legs weakened, her strokes grew shorter and less powerful, but she managed to fuck him satisfactorily, skewering herself completely on each downward thrust.
He continued to drive his prick into her ruthlessly, sending his cockhead as deep into her cunt as it would go. "I'm going to cum, baby," he rasped.
"Ooohhh, fantastic, baby," she moaned. "Shoot it in me, I'm cumming again!"
She felt his hard cock swell and throb hard, and her pussy quaked again as ecstasy washed over her. He rammed into her and lifted her feet off the floor, and his scorching jism gushed into her. She bit her lower lip again and continued to impale herself on his cock until it stopped squirting.
She closed her eyes and leaned back against his chest, her cunt muscles instinctively rippling and milking his prick. Her tight sheath stopped twitching and she gave her tits one more squeeze, then twisted her head around. He kissed her and thrust his tongue down her throat, and she moaned deep in her chest, then broke the kiss and put her head on his shoulder.
"That was so good, and so exciting," she said softly.
"You scare the hell out of me," he mumbled. "Why, because I fucked you on my front porch?"
"Well, yeah, but you're like a different person."
"I am different, Keith. I've been gone six months, and I've grown up."
"Yeah, but there's something else about you. All that business about wanting to go to a imagine restaurant and night clubs. I don't like that stuff. And I don't see why you can't transfer to my school so we can be together all the time."
"Why don't you transfer to my school?"
"You know that I can't," he said, almost whining. "I'm on an athletic scholarship, and I can't transfer it. It's easier for you to transfer."
He put an extra letter in athletic, but she didn't correct him. "Keith, I told you, I'm studying geology, and your school can't compete with The School of Mines."
"Well, why don't you study something else? Why do you want to be a geologist anyway?"
"I won't change majors, and I won't change schools," she said firmly, "so that's that."
"Are you kissing me off?"
She got off his lap and gathered up her clothes, then leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. "Yeah, that's exactly what I'm doing. Count this as your farewell fuck. See you around."
She sauntered to the door without a backward glance. She didn't like being so rough on him, but he wanted to impose restrictions on her that she couldn't live with. If he didn't already have one at school, he'd find another girlfriend, one more his speed, with a body like hers, but one not nearly as smart, a dumb Dora with a strong libido.
CHAPTER TWO
"So, little sister," Hillary said, "how do you like college? I call you little sister advisably, and only because you're three years younger than me."
"College is just fine," Jessica replied, "and I'm doing okay, if I do say so myself."
"Mom says that you're maintaining the standard you set in high school and are getting straight A's, so I'd say that you're doing better than okay."
"How about you," Jessica said, "how's married life?"
"Super fantabulous," Hillary said happily. "But I'm one of the lucky ones who got themselves a super fantabulous man."
"Warren won't get upset that I'm going to have dinner with you, will he?"
"Hardly," Hillary laughed. "He-likes you, maybe nearly as much as he-likes me. He talks about you all the time."
Jessica passed off the remark. She didn't know how to respond to it "I'm surprised you could settle down with one guy. You were always so wild, and Mama thought sure that you'd never settle down. You know, I'm pretty sure that during the last year you lived at home she saw through all the excuses I made up to cover for you, but she never said anything."
"I think she gave up on me," Hillary laughed, "and just decided to let me run. If I hadn't met Warren, I probably would have come to no good."
"So, he's as good a husband as you thought he would be?"
"Better," Hillary replied. "He's everything any woman could want, and then some, and he caters to me something terrible. We don't have all the money in the world, but we live comfortably, and we're deliriously happy with each other. How about you, how's your love life?"
"Mostly in my head," Jessica laughed.
"Well, good sex is ninety percent mental, so you don't have far to go."
"That ten percent is a doozy," Jessica said. "First, you've got to find the right guy, and then you've got to persuade him that you're worth the effort without giving away everything in advance."
"Oh, come on, Sis, you can't make me believe that you have any trouble finding guys."
"Oh, they're all over the place and falling all over themselves to date me, but so far, I haven't come close to finding the right one."
"Don't make finding Mr. Right the reason for living, honey," Hillary said. "You're only nineteen, so you've got your whole life ahead of you. Are you getting all you want, when you want it, and is it good?"
Jessica sighed softly. "Oh, yes, and quality isn't the problem, not since I started dating some of my professors."
"Oh, you're hung up on older guys, huh?"
"Guys my age are always in such a hurry, and I got tired of having to go back to my room and work it out by hand." Jessica grinned and wiggled her middle finger. 'To tell you the truth, I think that Uncle Chuck is responsible for at least part of my problem."
"Oh, what did he do?"
"Nothing, and that's the problem," Jessica laughed. "I think he's so cool, and if he thinks of me at all, it's as a knobby-kneed brat."
"Obviously, he hasn't seen you lately," Hillary said wryly. "I imagine the fact that he's Mom's brother has more to do with it."
"I don't care if he is," Jessica said, "if I ever get the chance, I'll spread for him without thinking twice. Not that I think I'll ever get the chance," she added ruefully.
"Well, you never know what strange turns life might take," Hillary said.
"I guess you think I'm pretty kooky, huh?"
"No, not at all," Hillary replied astutely, prophesying her own intentions. "Warren has taken up a new hobby, by the way. He discovered the joys of photography, and he's even got his own darkroom and everything. Would you like to see some of his work."
"Sure. Is he any good?"
Hillary got a photo album and handed it to her sister. "I'll let you be the judge," she said.
Jessica opened the album to the first page and looked at the pictures of her sister. "You make a good model. These look professional."
"They get more interesting as you go," Hillary said.
Photos of Hillary filled each page, and in each photo, she wore less.
"I had no idea that you were so uninhibited," Jessica said.
"There's a lot about your big sister you don't know," Hillary said. "Keep going."
Jessica turned the page and looked at the photos of Hillary posing demurely in the nude, then turned the page and looked at the large photo of Hillary sitting on the couch with her legs wide open, proudly, brazenly displaying her pretty pussy and smiling mischievously.
"Holy shit," Jessica said softly. She couldn't keep her eyes from zeroing in on her sister's legs and trying to look up her skirt.
Hillary smiled coyly and winked. "Turn the page," she said.
Jessica turned the page slowly, took a deep breath and shivered and whispered, "God, Hillary!"
In one photo, Hillary was holding her pussy open with the tips of her fingers, showing lots of pink and her big clit, and in succeeding photos, she was diddling her clit or stuffing a vibrator up her cunt. Wordlessly, Jessica turned the page, and sucked her breath in sharply as she looked at the photos of her sister sucking Warren's cock.
"What do you think of my husband's cock?"
"It's beautiful," Jessica said. She turned another page, and nearly dropped the album. Half of the photos showed Hillary sucking and fucking another man, and half of them showed her licking another woman's pussy. "Oh, my God!"
"They're friends of ours," Hillary said. "We belong to a little group that gets together most every weekend. Nice way to have fun, huh?"
"Well, it certainly keeps life from getting dull," Jessica exclaimed. She had no idea why her sister was showing her such racy photos. If it had been any other woman, she'd have thought she was leading up to something, but the idea that Hillary would try to seduce her into a threesome with her and Warren was simply too kinky to believe. Wanting to get it on with her uncle wasn't nearly the same as getting it on with her sister. She didn't even do women! She cleared her throat and said quietly, "I always envied your free-wheeling sexual lifestyle, but I never suspected that you were into something like this."
"Do you disapprove?"
"God, no," Jessica laughed. "If anything, I'm even more envious." She turned the page, to four photos of Warren taken from different profiles. In each one, his handsome cock stood fully erect, and she murmured, "Hmmm."
"Warren will be home in a few minutes," Hillary said softly. "He's taking the afternoon off. Color photos are fine, but the live thing is so much better, don't you think?"
Jessica looked at her sister, dumbfounded, and said in a hoarse whisper, "What are you telling me, Sis?"
"You know what I'm telling you," Hillary said serenely. "Are you willing? We can have a lot of fun together."
"My God, Hillary, we're sisters!"
Hillary crossed to the couch and sat by Jessica and caressed her cheek tenderly. "Oh, honey, I don't have to tell you that men love to have two women at the same time. Maybe you don't know it, but a lot of them think that having sisters or a mother and daughter is a dream come true. Please, say yes."
"Now, I see why you think my fantasy of fucking Uncle Chuck isn't so crazy," Jessica said. "Are you sure that Warren wants to fuck me?"
"I know he does," Hillary replied. Talking to her sister about the two of them fucking her husband really turned her on, and she couldn't help squirming and rubbing her thighs together.
"You don't mind?"
"Not as long as I get to watch," Hillary laughed.
Jessica closed the album and kissed Hillary on the tip of the nose. "Oh, what the hell," she said softly. "I thought I was just going to visit with you and have dinner, then go home and get myself off. Live and learn, huh? I want to fuck your husband, and I want you to watch! I've never done it in front of anybody, not even a threesome, but I think it will be a real blast."
"It will be, darling," Hillary said. "I love sex, in every way, shape and form. Warren says that I'm now utterly uninhibited. I sure try to be! Watching him fuck another woman excites the hell out of me, and the thought of watching him fuck my sister makes me all mushy inside. I always pick up a few pointers when I watch him with another woman, and I think I can learn a hell of a lot watching him with you."
"I'm not so sure," Jessica replied. "Something tells me that you've become a damned fine piece of ass."
"I always do my best," Hillary said, "and so does Warren. You won't be disappointed."
"No, I don't think I will be," Jessica said.
Warren came in the door and Hillary rushed over to give him a big kiss.
"Come on in, darling, and say hello to Jessica," she said, smiling like the fox in the hen house.
A faint blush crept into Jessica's cheeks. She stood as Warren approached her. She didn't know if she should offer him her hand or hug him.
"Hello, lovely lady," he said. "Got a kiss for your favorite brother-in-law?"
"You're my only brother-in-law, silly," she laughed.
"Then I win by default." He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed the tip of her nose.
She punched him lightly in the stomach and teased, "Is a kiss all you want?"
"Honey, I can get a kiss most anywhere," he teased right back.
He took her into his arms and gently touched his lips to hers and ran his hands over her shapely ass. She put her arms around him and hugged him tight, and his tongue snaked between her lips as he cupped her ass and pulled her mound against his groin. After a few moments, he broke the kiss, but kept his hands on her ass.
"Hmmm," Jessica said softly, "I love the way you kiss. Hillary said that you've got other designs on me, and she was right."
"You're trembling," he said with a chuckle.
"With good reason," Jessica chuckled softly. "It isn't every day that I get find out why my sister thinks the sun rises and sets in your ass."
"Yeah, I thought that my darling wife had arranged a little party," Warren said. "She couldn't keep a secret if her life depended on it. Her sly smile gives her away every time. Did she shock you right out of your panties?"
"No," Jessica said quietly, "I'm still wearing them, but probably not for very long. Letting my sister's husband have his way with me is sort of kinky, but I like the idea. And I'm sure that my sister will want to lick me a little."
"More than a little," Hillary laughed.
"Oh," Warren said, "she showed you her photo album, did she?"
"She sure did," Jessica said, "before I'd been here half an hour, and talk about being surprised. I had no idea that you two were swingers, let alone that you want to fuck me. The situation does fluster me a little." She wiped her hand across her face. "Hillary and I have always been so competitive, as sisters usually are, and I don't have any experience with this. I don't know what I'm supposed to do."
"Enjoy yourself," Hillary trilled. "My motor started running the moment you said yes and the crotch of my panties got so wet, it's actually stuck to my pussy!"
"Your motor runs all the time," Warren quipped.
Jessica slipped her arm around Hillary's waist and pulled her into a group hug and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "You're a devil," she laughed, "conning your sister into a threesome with your husband."
"Warren says that I'm a witch," Hillary chuckled. "I didn't have to work very hard to seduce you. The way your eyes lit up when you looked at the picture of Warren's cock in those pictures, I knew you would say yes."
Jessica laughed and kissed her sister on the lips again, a little longer this time. "What else could I do? By the time I looked at the third page in that naughty album, my pussy was running over."
Hillary licked Jessica's lips, then kissed her lovingly. "Will you help me undress my husband so we can get this bawdy show on the road?" Without waiting for her sister to reply, already knowing what the answer would be, she started unbuttoning her husband's shirt.
Jessica's hands trembled as she unzipped Warren's pants and unbuckled his belt. She glanced quickly at her sister, then knelt and pulled his shorts and pants down together.
Warren held his licentious wife's face tenderly with both hands, kissed her passionately and ran his tongue into her mouth, and shivered visibly when Jessica's mouth closed over the head of his cock.
Hillary broke the kiss and looked down at Jessica and whispered, "My sister doesn't waste any time, does she? She looks so pretty with your big cock in her mouth."
"Feels pretty good, too," he muttered.
Hillary removed Warren's shirt, then moved him slowly to the couch, and Jessica shuffled along on her knees, keeping his cock in her mouth. She knelt by her sister and watched her intently as she removed her husband's shoes and socks and pulled his pants off, then stood and gave her husband a dazzling smile and a big bawdy wink. "Jessica, open my zipper for me, darling," she said softly, turning her back toward her sister.
Reluctantly, Jessica gave up Warren's cock and stood, and her hands trembled more as she ran the zipper down the back of Hillary's dress. She stepped away and watched her sister, getting more excited by the moment.
Hillary faced her sister and let her dress fall to the floor. Her splendid tits rested on a lacy blue half-bra, and her saucy hard nipples pointed directly at Jessica. Her luxuriant brown bush filled the crotch of her filmy blue thong panties, and the thin material looked as if someone had poured a quart of water on it.
"You're so beautiful, so sexy," Jessica said quietly, her voice already hoarse with passion.
"From what I can see so far, I'm going to have plenty of competition," Hillary chuckled. She turned her back to her husband and ran her hands over her bare buns, then bent forward and spread her cheeks.
Her puckered little ass-hole peeked out from under the thong of her panties, and he stared at it and licked his lips. 'Tease," he laughed.
Hillary straightened up and turned to face her sister again. "You have to undress, too," she said softly. She unfastened her bra and shrugged it off her shoulders, and her tits bounced gently. She cupped the fleshy mounds and caressed them and ran her thumbs over her stiff nipples as she watched her sister. "You can have him first. I'll watch and maybe play with my pussy. Warren-likes to watch me jack off."
Jessica quickly yanked her dress over her head and tossed it aside, then unsnapped her bra and her tits fell free with a sexy jiggle.
"Your tits are bigger than mine," Hillary said softly, fighting the urge to reach out and fondle them. She knew it was better to wait, to get her sister really turned on before she made her move. If she moved too fast, she might scare Jessica and spoil the party.
"Mine might be a little bigger," Jessica said, "but yours are just as pretty."
"Let's give Warren a little show by facing him and removing our panties at the same time," Hillary said.
"Oh, I like this game," Jessica laughed.
Jessica stared at Warren's rampant rod rising from his lap like a bar of iron as she and her sister faced him and pushed their panties down, and the sight charged her carnal desire. She looked at her sister as Hillary lifted her panties on the toe of one high-heeled pump and flicked them into his lap, and she kicked her panties in the air and they landed on his cock.
Warren wrapped his hand around Jessica's panties and stroked his cock with the sensuous material. "Anyone seeing you standing there together naked would certainly know you're sisters," he said. "God, you're both magnificent."
"You're full of it," Jessica said, "but I love it."
Hillary looked at her husband and batted her eyes sexily. "Darling, don't forget that I want you to tell me how my sister's pussy feels when you put your cock in her."
"It might be a while," Jessica said. "We're going to do a lot of things before he fills my pussy with that gorgeous hunk of meat."
"Good," Hillary said, nodding, "I want you to give him a first-class, all-out fucking."
Warren grinned. His sexy young sister-in-law was a real firecracker and he wanted badly to fuck her. His wife came across as a real prude when he met her, and when he suggested joining the swinging lifestyle shortly after their marriage, he had no idea how she would react. To his great surprise, she agreed eagerly, and the more swap parties they attended, the more wanton she became. Now, she had even brought her titillating young sister into the fold.
"He's all yours for a while." Hillary sat in a large overstuffed chair facing the couch and looked at her husband with a devilish twinkle in her eye. "Darling, I think you're in for one hell of a ride. Enjoy my sister, but don't embarrass me by giving out too soon."
"I'll keep him going until I'm satisfied," Jessica assured her. She eyed Warren's prick. "How long is his cock? You have measured it, haven't you?"
"A little over nine inches long and three and a half inches around," Hillary said. "Believe me, I've measured it every way known, and it fills my mouth and stretches my pussy so delightfully."
"Getting your pussy stretched is always delightful," Jessica chuckled, "and that thing will do the job very nicely. Spread your legs, darling, and let him look at your pussy while I make love to his cock. While you're at it, you might as well play with yourself."
Hillary put her legs over the arms of the chair and opened her crotch wide and said teasingly, "Anything special you want me to do?"
"You know what to do," Jessica said. "You said that he-likes to watch you jack off, so get with the program. My mouth is watering for his cock, and I've wasted too much time talking." She pushed Warren's legs wide apart and knelt between his knees and gripped his shaft with her right hand. "I like undipped cocks." She hefted his large balls in her left hand as though weighing them. "Hmmm, nice and heavy, and so full of tasty cream. I'm going to enjoy emptying them."
She kissed his nuts, licked them, then took them into her mouth one at a time and sucked tenderly. Beginning at the base of his cock, she licked the shaft all over, touching it only with her tongue and giggling as it bobbed and weaved. She covered the head with her lush lips, held them tight, and slid the foreskin back as she slowly lowered her head.
She licked the bare knob, then loosened her lips and they glided down the shaft and kept right on going lower as she swallowed his entire stalk. She paused and let the knob soak in the wet, feverish confines of her gullet a moment, lifted her head just as slowly, then went back down again.
"Jesus," Warren moaned, staring at his horny wife as she dabbled nonchalantly in her pussy with two fingers of her right hand.
Jessica lifted her head and took Warren's hands in hers. "Come down here with me," she said, pulling him to the floor.
She rolled him onto his back and bathed him with her tongue, licking his ears and sucking the lobes, licking his face all over, licking his neck, then to his chest, licking from side to side and pausing to nip his hard little nipples sharply.
CHAPTER THREE
Hillary watched her sister carefully, both to see how Jessica went about giving a man oral pleasure, and from simple curiosity. She enjoyed watching another woman make love to her husband, and watching her sister gave her an added kick. She had a perfect view of her sister's horny slit, and she studied it carefully, mentally comparing it to her own. Every chance she got, she looked at another woman's pussy, and always found the comparison interesting. Jessica's pussy had the same basic configuration as her own, of course, but her clit was a little bigger and her inner lips were a little longer and thicker.
As always happened, looking at another pussy stimulated her, and looking at her sister's pussy, knowing that she was going to lick it, kicked her passions into a higher gear. The lips of her pussy gaped open, her clit tingled, her love sap flowed freely, and she felt her emotions rising quickly toward a crescendo. She slowed down so she wouldn't cum too soon. She liked to let her passion build slowly, then erupt like a volcano.
Jessica's head swung slowly from side to side as she licked Warren's body, and when she reached his bellybutton, she paused and stuck the tip her tongue into the small hole and vibrated it. His cock twitched and bumped against her chin, but she ignored it and licked his crotch, went down the inside of his left thigh, back to his crotch, down the inside of his right thigh and back to his crotch.
Jessica had Warren going bonkers. Goose bumps sprang up all over his body, he trembled and his legs fidgeted, and his joy stick twitched and throbbed heavily. She slurped the stiff rod down her throat again and reached back between her legs and fingered her clit as she blew him artfully.
The pretty hair-covered slit between Jessica's thighs held a special fascination for Hillary, and she was very interested in watching her sister strum her clit, in seeing how she got herself off. She thought about licking her sister, and shivered with pleasure and watched Jessica's finger raptly as she put her left hand in her crotch, stuck two fingers up her slick channel and applied more pressure to her own clit.
Jessica held Warren's prick in her mouth and sucked and licked cleverly as her finger danced quickly over her clit with a light pressure. She extended her finger full length between her cunt lips with her clit under the last joint, and the long lips of her pussy closed over her finger and her entire mound moved as she frigged herself.
Jessica's scintillating, humid mouth was about to shatter Warren's control. He watched her ass wiggling and guessed what she was doing, then looked at his wife and grinned like a fool.
Hillary snickered and jiggled the finger on her clit a little faster. "Is my sister a good cocksucker, darling?"
"Fantastic," he moaned. "I don't know how much more of her mouth I can endure before I explode."
"You can't cum until she says you can, darling," Hillary warned. "Close your eyes and think of something else, like a really ugly woman sucking your cock, for example."
"Silly," he gasped, "it doesn't matter what the woman looks like when she's sucking my cock so well and making it feel this good!"
Jessica stopped sucking and merely held Warren's cock in her mouth and opened her legs a little wider so Hillary could watch her jack off. Her body vibrated, her finger flashed faster over her clit, her legs twitched and she gurgled and snuffled around his cock as her orgasm reached its peak. She held herself at the pinnacle of passion for a few moments, then her finger slowed.
Jessica heard Hillary's squeal of fulfillment, started sucking Warren's dick again, and he smoothed her hair back and murmured happily. She felt Hillary's hands caressing her bare ass, and lifted her head and looked down her sister's pretty face between her legs. She gave Hillary an enchanting smile and whispered, "Do you want to lick your younger sister's pussy, darling?"
"I've wanted to lick it ever since I found out how much I like the taste of pussy," Hillary replied sweetly, then pulled her sister's ass down and glued her mouth to the succulent hairy slit between Jessica's legs.
Warren put his left hand behind Jessica's head and held his cock upright with his left hand. "You're her little sister only in terms of age," he said.
"Yeah, I am pretty big," Jessica panted.
"You're breathtaking," Warren said.
Warren applied light pressure to the back of Jessica's head, and she cut her eyes up at him and sighed with ecstasy and let him pull her head down and took his prick back into her mouth.
Hillary's tongue slithered through Jessica's seam and landed on her clit, and her explosion came immediately. She paused on Warren's cock, then lifted her head and cried out with rapture as she leaped into the land of enchantment. "Oh God," she wailed, "I'm cumming!" She laid her head on his thigh, held his prick against her cheek and scrubbed her pussy all over Hillary's mouth.
"As if we couldn't tell," Warren said with a chuckle. He smoothed her hair, caressed her shoulders and back. "My wife really knows how to lick a clit, doesn't she?"
Jessica couldn't reply. She was cumming so hard, she could hardly breathe. Goose bumps prickled her skin, her nipples puffed up and got longer and her ass twisted in circles and humped back and forth and she gnawed Warren's stiff rod mindlessly.
Hillary's tongue slurping away loudly in her pussy thrilled Jessica beyond belief, and she wanted her sister to just eat her up, hole and all. She arched her back and lowered her ass to get her cunt tighter to Hillary's mouth and smeared cunt juice all over her face, panting and gasping and shivering and soaring through the pink clouds of nirvana.
The suddenness, the intensity, of her sister's orgasm startled Hillary. She expected it to come on slowly, after lots of licking and loving, but those things happened when she ate pussy. She held onto Jessica's shapely ass and valiantly kept her rapidly moving tongue right on top of Jessica's clit, wondering if she'd pop again. She simply loved to make a woman cum.
Jessica's orgasm tapered off slightly, and she bent Warren's shaft and stuck the head in her mouth and sucked gently, keeping her cunt mashed against Hillary's mouth as carnal tremors continued to ripple through her body.
Hillary pushed Jessica back until her ass rested on her chest, just above her tits, and rubbed her stiff nipples against the silky cheeks of her sister's ass. "Boy, you really got off," she gasped. "I thought you were going to smother me."
Jessica lifted her head and looked down between her swollen tits at her sister. "Oh, I'm sorry, darling! I guess I got carried away."
"Yeah," Warren agreed, "you nearly pulled my cock out by the roots with your fantastic mouth."
Jessica straightened up and kissed him on the mouth, then scooted back, bent over and kissed her sister on the mouth. "I didn't mean to," she said contritely. "I didn't know what I was doing."
'Tell us something that isn't so obvious," Hillary said with a giggle. She pulled Jessica down full length on top of her. "Don't you just love the feel of our tits mashed together?"
Jessica squirmed around and sighed. "Yeah, it feels great. Soft smooth skin against soft smooth skin, like hot satin on hot satin." She felt a gush of liquid fire in her hole. "I'm so fucking hot, I can hardly stand it," she whispered. She scrambled onto the couch, threw her legs open wide and held out her hands. "Come on, baby, I want to see if you can get me off as well as your wife did."
"When do I get to cum?"
"You heard your wife," Jessica said with a teasing laugh, "not until I say you can."
Warren decided two could play her game. If she was going to make him wait to cum, he would turn her sweet pussy inside out. He knew her exquisite box would taste delectable. He grinned mischievously and crawled up between her long, shapely legs.
Hillary got up and sat by her sister and looked down at her crotch and grinned. "God, I've never cum so hard on my own fingers. Eat her pussy good, darling. I want to watch you get her off with your tongue. I like to watch my sister cum."
Warren lifted Jessica's legs in the air and licked the crack of her foxy ass, leaving a trail of saliva through the deep gorge. She bucked and he chuckled, stabbed the tip of his tongue into her ass-hole, then licked the puckered opening energetically.
"Oh, fuck," Jessica moaned, "it really gets to me when somebody licks my ass-hole."
"He does that to me and I go wild," Hillary said. She scooted closer to her sister, spread her legs and started diddling her clit again.
Warren licked the inside of Jessica's thighs slowly and lovingly, then gave her entire crotch a tongue bath. He washed her lower belly, then slipped his tongue into the top of her hairy groove. His tongue slithered over her clit on the way south, and she jerked so hard, she nearly levitated off the couch.
He wrapped his arms around her thighs and tongue-fucked her watery love hole, and her frisky cunt clenched and sucked and quivered. She was flowing like a river in spring, and he had to swallow rapidly to keep up with the flood of juice. As he had expected, she tasted wonderful. He slithered his tongue up to the top of her slit and swiped it across her superb clit. She put her legs around his neck and kinked her knees out to keep herself wide open for him, and he licked her entire crotch again, pausing on her clit to lick it furiously.
Jessica moaned and twisted and humped and murmured with bliss. She seldom found a man who knew how to love her pussy with his tongue, and when she did, she'd do anything he asked. She felt another stupendous orgasm hovering just beneath the surface, and knew it would burst over her with enough force to take her breath away. She welcomed it with open arms and legs, awaiting the glorious explosion with eager anticipation.
Hillary pulled her sister around and cradled her head between her tits and kneaded her sister's big tits and played with her bloated nipples.
"Oh, fuck," Jessica whimpered, then her orgasm hit her like a tornado thundering through a mobile home park.
Hillary felt the orgasmic vibrations of Jessica's body in her own tits and yelped, "Fuck her! Oh, darling, fuck my sister while she's still cumming so hard! I want to see your gorgeous cock sliding in and out of her cunt! Fuck her now, darling, please!"
Visions of hairy, juicy slits danced in Warren's mind, and he couldn't resist such an impassioned plea from his lovely wife, especially when fucking his young sister-in-law was precisely what he yearned to do. He reared up on his knees, and his cock stuck straight out from his loins, so hard that it pulled his scalp back and kept him from closing his eyes.
"Oh, darling," Hillary moaned. "Just look at that superb hunk of meat. Have you ever seen a more beautiful cock?" She reached out, wrapped her dainty fist around her husband's prick and stroked it lovingly. "It's going to feel so good in your pussy."
Jessica eyed Warren's rampant prick and a shiver ran up her spine as she thought about taking that gorgeous tool up her cunt. She rubbed her cheek against Hillary's tit and said softly, "It's gorgeous, darling, and I'm going to love riding it. Put it in me, let me feel it driving me out of my mind."
"Get on his lap with your back against his chest," Hillary said, her voice quivering with sympathetic arousal. "I want to show you a special way to fuck."
Hillary got on the floor on her knees in front of her husband and Jessica straddled Warren's legs with her back to him. She put her hands on his knees and bent way over and her heavy tits dangled under her chest, swaying and jiggling sexily as she stared between her legs at his cock.
Hillary reached between her sister's legs and grasped her husband's towering love lance. Jessica lowered her ass and Hillary rubbed the bulging crown of his cock between her cunt lips several times, watching avidly, her lush tits heaving with excitement.
"Your pretty clit is so big," Hillary murmured. "It looks like a little finger sticking out of the top of your slit."
"Her cunt is really tight, too," Warren said. "It grabbed my tongue like a fist."
"Good," Hillary said, "I want you to enjoy fucking her."
Jessica cooed with exhilaration and went lower, taking the cockhead a mere inch into her slick love tunnel. She paused, then chewed on her lower lip as she lowered herself slowly, groaning with supreme satisfaction as his prick filled her slippery depths. Her ass went all the way down until the cheeks of her ass rested on his thighs and the end of his cock hit bottom, then wiggled her ass and flexed her cunt muscles sharply.
Hillary looked at her husband and smiled. "Watching you fuck another woman is so thrilling, darling," she whispered.
Warren gasped. "Outstanding cunt," he muttered, "so tight and hot and wet, like a velvet glove around my cock."
Jessica twisted her head around and kissed him on the lips. "Your cock feels fabulous, darling. The best I've ever had."
"You probably tell all the guys the same thing," Warren quipped, "but thank you anyway."
Jessica slid her cunt up and down Warren's prick slowly, savoring every delicious moment, every nuance of feeling, rocking and rotating her ass gently as she went up and down, sending feverish surges of ecstasy through her loins.
Warren reached around Jessica, cupped her majestic tits and rubbed his thumbs over her taut nipples, and she looked down at Hillary. Fucking her sister's husband made her shiver with delight. The added excitement of her lascivious sister watching her do it made her blood run hotter.
Hillary knelt in front of them, her face a mask of wild lust. She leaned forward and kissed the top of her sister's crack, and Jessica gasped and slammed her ass down hard.
Hillary's tongue probed Jessica's slit and caressed her swollen clit lovingly.
The stimulating sensation made Jessica moan with ecstasy, and the double delight of her brother-in-law's great big prick stretching her frenzied love hole and her sister's tongue on her agitated clit nearly blew her mind.
Jessica hugged her sister's head tightly between her thighs and cooed and moaned and bucked rapidly, then locked her turbulent cleft tightly on Warren's cock and jerked frantically as she felt another orgasm building in her belly. She didn't think it could get any bigger, but she felt his cock swell, signaling his climax.
"Yeah, baby, you can cum now," she whined, "and I'm going to cum with you!"
She lifted her ass high in the air, hovered a moment before lunging back down with all her might, and felt Warren's burning eruption sting the walls of her cunt. She went wild and came at the same instant, tugging at her sister's head and groaning and jerking and fucking furiously. Delirious carnal agitation warped her mind and seared her senses as her ass danced a jig on his lap and her voluptuous body twitched and trembled. Then she had to get her sister's maddening tongue away from her overly sensitive clit before she went totally crazy. She pushed Hillary's head back and slumped against Warren's chest, trembling all over.
"No more right now, darling," Jessica pleaded in a hoarse whisper, "please!" She caressed her sister's cheeks and sighed with consummate contentment. "Oh, darling, that was magnificent. Nobody has ever licked me better. I thought your tongue was going to drive me out of my mind."
"My friends tell me that I have a magic tongue," Hillary laughed.
"I believe them!" Jessica leaned forward and started to get up.
Warren grabbed her hips and held her in place. "Stay right where you are, lady. My cock is still a little hard and it feels pretty damn good in your pussy."
Jessica giggled and flexed her cunt muscles. "Yeah, it feels pretty damn good to me, too." She pulled away and stood up. "But I want you to fuck your wife. All she's had is her fingers, and that doesn't feel nearly as good as your cock."
Hillary chuckled happily and grabbed Warren's hands and pulled him onto the floor, and he lay behind her and lifted her right leg over his shoulder.
Jessica bent his dick down and stuck the head in her sister's humid hole, then made a circle of her thumb and index finger and held his cock loosely as it slid in. "Now, baby," she said amorously, "ream your horny wife's cunt the way you reamed mine."
The feel of his sister-in-law's fingers around his cock sent shivers racing up and down Warren's spine. Of all the threesomes he'd done with his wife and another woman, none compared to the licentious experience of fucking two wild and crazy sisters. He shivered harder as the tip of his lance split the lips of his wife's cunt and slid into her drenched love tunnel.
Hillary moaned and gurgled with pleasure and wiggled her ass energetically as he slid more of his rigid prick into her hungry hole. "Ooohhh," she whispered passionately, "my husband has such a wonderful cock, Jessica! None of the other men who fuck me can compare with him."
"I know, darling," Jessica said softly. "I feel the same way. You really lucked out when you found him."
Her face twisted with carnal enchantment, Hillary moaned and flexed her sheath around her husband's love wand and humped her pretty ass up and down and swung it back and forth.
Jessica stuck her finger in her slit and rubbed her clit urgently. "Oh, darling, you look so wanton," she breathed, "and I feel so wanton! I'm going to stay with you all night, and we're going to fuck ourselves silly!"
Jessica leaned down and licked her sister's clit, and Hillary wailed with pleasure.
CHAPTER FOUR
As Jessica came into the kitchen, Mary looked up and frowned.
"You were out all night," Mary said, then held up her hand as a signal that Jessica shouldn't interrupt her. "I know, you're all grown up, and I can't keep tabs on you every moment, but I can't help worrying when you don't come home."
"I'm sorry, Mama," Jessica said, "I should have called. I was with Hillary and Warren, so I was perfectly safe."
"Well, if you spent the night with her, you must not be at each other's throat," Mary said. "You two used to drive me to distraction with your constant squabbling. I thought I'd never get you raised."
"We were competitive, Mama, as most sisters are. We kissed and made up." Jessica suppressed a snicker. Wow, did we kiss and make up, and if you knew some of the things we kissed, you 'd be shocked right out of your pantiesl
"Well, at least you don't have to lie and make up excuses for her any more. What do you think of
Warren?"
"I think he's just what Hillary needs, Mama. He's very good to her, and for her, but he won't let her push him around the way she used to do her boyfriends."
"The way she used to carry on, I was surprised when she brought him home and said that she was going to marry him. I'll be even more surprised if it lasts, she's so defiant and unruly."
"Oh, I think it will last, Mama. Warren has taught her to channel her wildness and turn it into an asset, and she thinks the sun rises and sets in his ass."
"Jessica!" Mary turned around so Jessica wouldn't see her sly smile. "I taught you better."
"Well, it's true, Mama, and I don't how else to say it."
"Do you want breakfast?"
"Thank you, Mama, I ate with Hillary and Warren." I also ate Hillary and sucked Warren off, but I can't tell you. You 'd have a fit if you thought we even talked about sex, let alone try to fuck each other silly.
"Carol Shelton called right after you left yesterday," Mary said. "I feel like your social secretary or something, the way I take messages for you."
In high school and the summer before she went away to college, Jessica baby-sat for Carol Shelton, and they had become fairly good friends. She hoped that Carol didn't think she was available again just because she was home from college. Her kid was a handful, and even if she wanted to babysit-which she definitely didn't-she wouldn't sit for Carol.
"Mama, you've taken two messages for me," Jessica said. "What did Carol want?"
"She invited you over for coffee this morning. In fact, if you don't go right now, you'll be late."
Jessica stood and kissed her mother on the cheek. "Well, then I guess that I'd better go. See you later."
"If you're not going to be here for lunch, call me," Mary said.
"Oh, I'm sure that I'll be back a long time before then," Jessica said confidently. "Carol and I are friends, but not good friends. I'll have a cup of coffee to humor her, then come right back."
Carol answered the door with a big smile and said brightly, "Hi, Jessica. Come in, the coffee just finished brewing." She took Jessica's hand and led her into the kitchen and held a chair for her. "You just sit right down here, and we'll get re-acquainted. Would you like cognac in your coffee?"
"Well, it's a little early, but if that's what you're having, I will too."
Carol poured a dollop of cognac into a cup and filled it with coffee. "At least Jack now buys the good stuff," she said. "The stuff he used to buy would peel the paint off the house. I guess it makes me a snob, but I prefer French cognac. I don't think the Americans know how to make it. Or maybe it's the grapes they use, I don't know." She put the cup in front of Jessica and sat down to her left. 'Taste it, see if I got it the way you like it."
Jessica took a sip of coffee and smacked her lips softly and said, "Just right."
"You must be wondering why I asked you to come over," Carol said.
"I thought maybe you were going to ask me to baby-sit for you again, and I was going to say no."
"You've changed," Carol said. "You never used to be so upfront. I like you better this way. So, tell me, how do you like college?"
"I like it just fine, Carol. It's so much different than high school, different than I expected I guess, but I haven't had any trouble fitting in, and the freedom of being away from home is wonderful."
"Are young people still as wild as they were when I was an unruly coed?"
"I don't know how wild you were," Jessica laughed, "but yeah, some of them are pretty wild. I guess it goes with the territory, of being away from home and out from your parents' thumb the first time."
"I had some really great times in college," Carol said wistfully. "If I could turn back the clock and do it over again, I might do some things different, like maybe not getting married so soon, but I wouldn't change the sex part. I really had some super sex in those days. How about you, do you have a good social life?"
"Do you want to know about my social life, or my sex life?"
Carol refilled their cups with cognac and coffee, and when she sat back down, she put her hand on Jessica's and said, "May I speak plainly, get sort of personal, the way women friends do with each other?"
Hillary got real personal, the way women do with each other, and it led to a wild threesome with her husband. Jessica wondered what Carol meant. Surely, she wasn't going to suggest a threesome with Jack.
"Sure, I think we're good enough friends to speak plainly. Just remember that I'm younger than you, and we probably see things from a different perspective."
"Age doesn't make so much difference once a woman turns eighteen, dear," Carol said. "Males are another matter. We mature so much faster, and some of them never grow up. Tell me something about your sex life. Do you date a lot? Are the guys still as obsessed with nooky as I remember?"
"Guys have been obsessed with nooky for millions of years," Jessica laughed. "I don't know what you mean by a lot, but I date often, as often as I want to. Mostly older men, though. Guys my age are too impatient and rough. I shouldn't generalize or stereotype, but I haven't dated any who weren't."
"Yeah, that's the way I remember them," Carol said, "but all that youthful vigor and stamina have their good points. By older men, do you mean older students?"
"Once in a great while, if I meet one that I really like," Jessica replied, "but mostly professors. "But not the ones who teach classes that I'm taking," she added hastily. "I don't want them to think that I'm putting out to get good grades. I get those anyway."
"That's a good policy. I dated a couple of my professors, but I remember them being pretty staid and stodgy."
Jessica chuckled softly and said, "Times and people change, Carol. Remember, a lot of the professors today are from your generation. One of them that I date certainly isn't staid and stodgy. In fact, he's a real butt nut."
Carol's eyes widened and her pupils dilated slightly. "Do you mean what I think you do?"
"Yeah, he-likes to bang my back door," Jessica said.
"And you let him do that to you?"
"That's his favorite way," Jessica chuckled, "but I don't date him that often, so it doesn't get tiresome." She wondered if Carol had some specific purpose in mind. So far, the conversation seemed to be just drifting, with sex at its center. "It's kind of fun at times, though. You know, a little variety now and then, that sort of thing."
"When I'm feeling real naughty, I use a little vibrator that way, but I'd like to try the real thing, just once, to see what it's like."
"Painful, if you're not ready for it," Jessica said, "especially if the guy's well-hung. Fortunately, my professor isn't, so taking him the first time was no big deal. Is Jack well-hung?"
"About average, based on my past experiences," Carol said.
"If you really want to know what it's like, maybe you ought use a bigger vibrator and break yourself in gradually, then ask Jack to do you that way."
"In a pig's eye," Carol laughed ironically. "If I ask him to, he'll go down on me, but he would never do anything that kinky."
Carol refilled their cups with cognac and coffee, and Jessica noticed that she put more cognac in her own cup this time.
Carol sat back down and was silent a few moments, then said, "Do you remember the last time you baby sat for us, just before you went away to college?"
Jessica grinned. "Oh, yeah," she said, "I don't think I'll forget."
"I acted like a one hundred percent ass that night," Carol said contritely. "I'm sorry."
"Apology accepted," Jessica said. "I didn't let it get to me. You were a little tipsy, and I just figured it was the booze talking."
"Yes, I did have too much to drink that night, but it wasn't the booze talking. I have a funny little quirk that drives Jack bananas. I have to get a little tipsy before I can relax and enjoy sex." Carol took a sip of coffee, and continued, "We got in a fight that night because he hadn't taken me out in over a month, and I went overboard and drank too much champagne. Then I came home and saw you, and I just lost it. Jack's tongue drags the floor when he sees big tits, and mine aren't half as big as yours. You intrigue me. You were so calm when I dared you to prove that your tits are real."
"What else could I do?"
"Well, indignant is one word that comes to mind," Carol laughed.
"I didn't mind showing you my tits."
"Jack saw them, too."
"Yes, but he didn't count, I was showing them to you and he just happened to be there.
CHAPTER FIVE
"I'm not an alcoholic, Jessica," Carol said firmly. "I like to get a little tipsy so I can relax and enjoy sex. That night was an exception. I drink too much so rarely, I can't remember the last time I did before then, and I haven't since then."
"I didn't say that you are an alcoholic, Carol," Jessica replied softly, "and getting tipsy once in a while doesn't make you one."
"Well, just so you know, I've had several sessions with a counselor, and she says that I'm very normal. I don't know if anyone is normal, but it makes me feel better." She took another sip of coffee. "Your body fascinates me. I mean, you're tall, but your tits are so big and firm."
"I inherited them, Carol. My mother's are big. All the women on her side of the family have big tits. In high school, I tried out for the cheerleading squad, and the faculty adviser said that I jiggled too much. I'm a pretty good swimmer, but they slowed me down, so I didn't make the squad. I took refuge in books, and became a straight A student."
"You're so smart," Carol said. "You weren't wearing a bra that night. Do you ever wear one? I mean, I can't tell if you're wearing one now."
"I'm not. I can't find one that doesn't pinch. They stand up all by themselves, so I said to hell with it. I don't know what I'm going to do when I get older and they start to sag."
"Maybe they won't," Carol said. "I know a couple of women in their forties who're built like you, and theirs don't sag." She took another sip of coffee, then said quietly, "Will you show them to me again? I mean, if it wouldn't embarrass you. You flipped your top up and down so quickly that night, I didn't get to look at them as long as I wanted to."
Jessica pulled her top up and arched her back slightly to make her tits stand out further.
Carol gazed steadily at the large, firm mounds. "They're beautiful," she said softly. "You're very proud of them, aren't you?"
"I might as well be," Jessica laughed, "I'm stuck with them."
"I wish mine were as big. May I touch them?"
Everything started coming together for Jessica. Carol got tipsy so she could relax and enjoy sex, and she was tipsy now. Since Jessica was the only one present, she had to be the one Carol wanted to make it with!
"Sure, I don't mind," Jessica replied.
Carol caressed both tits lovingly, then leaned over and kissed each nipple. "Ohhh, they're delightful," she whispered.
"Flattery will get you more than you might expect," Jessica teased. She didn't know what caused her to act so boldly. She didn't have much practice at it, not with another woman anyway. Maybe the session with Hillary and Warren had something to do with it. "You make it with women, don't you?"
"Yes," Carol said quietly. "I don't often get the chance, though."
"Does Jack know?"
"Good God, no," Carol exclaimed. "He'd shit his pants if he even though that I do."
"You aren't swingers, then?"
"I wish we were," Carol said, "then everything would be so much easier for me, but Jack would have a stroke if I even mentioned it to him. He can't stand it when men ogle me, so you can imagine how he would react to the idea of another man fucking me."
"Or watching you go down on another woman." Jessica started to pull her top down.
"Don't," Carol said quickly, "let me look at them some more. They're so pretty, so enticing."
Jessica smiled. "Do you want to lick my pussy? Is that why you invited me over here this morning?"
Carol looked at Jessica a long time without speaking, her eyes soft, her expression thoughtful.
Jessica drank her coffee and waited. After a while, she began to think that she'd misjudged the situation. "Penny for your thoughts," she said.
"Yes, I want to lick your pussy," Carol said quietly. "I want to make love to you." She scooted her chair over and rubbed her knee against Jessica's. "Have you ever made it with a woman?"
Jessica breathed a silent sigh of relief. "Yes, once, but not one-on-one," she replied. "Her husband was present. I've known her a long time, and we've always been so competitive. I spent the night with them, and we tried to outdo each other, but it was friendly competition, and we all had each other so many times, I thought my knees were made of sponge rubber. The next morning, after breakfast, I ate her out and sucked him off, then they had to go to work."
"God, that sounds like fun," Carol mused. "Was that your first threesome?"
"Yes."
"Did you like it when she did you, and you did her?"
"Yes, very much. Eating her pussy and making her cum gave me a unique thrill."
"Did you cum every time? When he fucked you and she ate you out, I mean?"
"Oh, yes," Jessica said, "every time I did anything with either of them."
Carol patted Jessica's cheek tenderly. "Let's go to bed, darling, and make love. Just the two of us, without having to worry about satisfying a man or protecting his fragile ego. I'm very good, and I can make you feel so good."
"You won't have to work at it," Jessica laughed. "I'm an easy lay. Touch me just right, and I can guarantee an explosive orgasm."
"Intelligent and beautiful and sexy, and a wonderful sense of humor. Having you as a friend and lover is going to be loads of fun."
"I have to go back to college in the fall," Jessica said.
"But you'll come home between semesters and during the summer," Carol said. "I can live with that." She took Jessica's hand and led her to the bedroom, then hugged Jessica and kissed her passionately. "Darling, will you introduce me to the woman you did the threesome with?"
"I'll have to ask her," Jessica replied.
"I understand," Carol said. "I really would like to meet her. I know so few women who go both ways."
"She might want you to do a threesome with them. She-likes to watch her husband fuck other women."
"Oh, darling, if she licks my pussy, I'll do anything she wants," Carol exclaimed.
Carol kissed Jessica on the lips, then smiled with anticipation as she undressed her and kissed each part of her body as she bared it. She stepped back and looked at the stately young blonde with sparkling eyes.
"You're so beautiful," Carol said softly, "and I simply love the color of your bush. Did Jack ever try to fuck you?"
"No," Jessica replied softly.
"I think he probably did, and you're just trying to spare me, but that's okay. I don't care one way or the other. If he didn't, he's a damn fool. If you want him to, that's okay, I won't make a fuss. Just don't let him do it to you in the car. Make him take you to a nice motel and treat you right."
"If I had turned you down, would you make a fuss about Jack fucking me?"
"You're very perceptive," Carol smiled. "I don't care if he fucks you as long as I can. I'll even tell you what he-likes and dislikes if you want. But you must never tell him that you and I are lovers. He'd never understand."
"It isn't my place to tell him anything," Jessica said, "but tell me something. You're his wife, and if you don't think he's a good lover, why would I want him?"
"Oh, you're priceless, darling," Carol laughed. She started undressing. "You do want me naked, don't you?"
The question was superfluous. Jessica was eating Carol up with her eyes, and followed every move her hands made as she undressed.
When the last of her clothes were gone, Carol posed for Jessica, displaying her body proudly. Although smaller than Jessica's, by a lot, Carol's tits were beautiful, and her plump little mound was completely bare.
Jessica had seen Hillary's hairy pussy up close and personal, and the prospect of looking at Carol's bald pussy as long as she wished was terribly exciting. "I've never seen a bald pussy," she said softly.
"One of my two girlfriends-likes to lick a bare pussy, so I let her shave me," Carol said. "Once I got used to it, I liked it."
"I think it's pretty," Jessica said.
"I had a hell of a time explaining it to Jack. I don't know why he made such a fuss. He doesn't really care one way or the other, and he makes me almost beg before he goes down on me." Carol cupped her tits and caressed the shapely mounds. "I get hot just looking at you, Jessica. We're going to have a wonderful time. Do you like to look at my naked body?"
"Yes," Jessica whispered, her mouth dry, her throat constricted, "very much."
"You're as much a bisexual as I am," Carol said.
"Yes, I guess I am. I didn't know until I did that threesome, and the woman went down on me. To tell you the truth, she licked my pussy better than any man I've ever been with."
"That's been my experience, too," Carol said.
"That's one of the reasons I like to make it with women. That night when you flashed your tits, I wanted you so badly, but I couldn't say or do anything without letting Jack know the truth about me, and then there would have been hell to pay. I had to sneak into the bathroom and get myself off twice before I could go to sleep."
Carol pulled Jessica to her and hugged her, and their tits rubbing together made Jessica's blood race faster and hotter. Carol put her hands under Jessica's ass and stood on her toes and pressed their mounds together and began a gentle grinding motion.
Jessica put her arms around Carol's back and held on tight, her passion building and her pussy getting wetter by the moment. The more Carol rubbed and hunched against her, the shallower and faster her breathing became, and she experienced such delightful sensations, feelings that she'd never felt. She wondered if Hillary knew about rubbing pussies. She was a committed swinger and bisexual, so she must, but they hadn't dry-fucked each other. She liked it, and had to remember to mention it the next time they got together.
"You must have a pretty big clit," Carol said softly. "I can feel it rubbing against mine."
"I don't know," Jessica whispered. "I've seen only one other one, besides my own, I mean."
"It's going to feel so good between my lips," Carol said. "Do you like the way our tits feel rubbing together? Do you like the feel of my pussy rubbing on yours? Does it excite you as much as it does me?"
"Oh, God, yes," Jessica exclaimed in a hoarse whisper. "Yes, it excites me, and I like it so much, I'm going to cum!"
"Super, darling," Carol whispered hotly, "that's exactly what I want you to do!"
CHAPTER SIX
Carol clung tightly to Jessica's foxy ass, holding her in position as she continued her slow grinding motion, making sure she rubbed her clit against Jessica's clit, staring into her blue eyes as she hunched against her cunt.
T want to hear you when you cum," Carol said hotly. "I want you to tell me how much you like it."
"I love it," Jessica moaned, "God, I love it!"
Jessica's passion took hold and eyes glazed over, her mouth fell open, and she tightened her grip on Carol's body and hunched her cunt vigorously.
Carol slid her left index finger into the crack of Jessica's ass and tickled the tight brown ring lightly, barely touching it.
Jessica's hips jerked harder and she hissed, "Yes, baby, oh, fuck, yesss!" The words exploded from her mouth, and her pussy exploded an instant later. "I'm there, baby, I'm cumming.
Carol continued to rub her cunt against Jessica's with the same slow, steady motion, grinding their clits together and murmuring happily as she got her young lover off.
Jessica's orgasm passed about as quickly as it had come, serving mostly to take the edge off her hunger, a hunger that started earlier that morning when she ate Hillary out and sucked Warren off, then they rushed off to work so they wouldn't be late and she was left to take care of her own raging craving. She figured she would have to do herself, then happily discovered that Carol was going to do it for her. Even though she was a novice bisexual, she much preferred Carol's tongue to her own finger and vibrator.
Carol kissed Jessica on the mouth and said tenderly, "Are you okay? Cumming standing up can be hard on the legs."
"I'm fine," Jessica replied. "It didn't last long, but it sure was good!"
"Let's get on the bed where we can be more comfortable while we fuck, and I'll make sure that you cum all you want."
"You didn't cum," Jessica said.
"Don't worry about me, darling, I'll cum plenty just making love to you." Carol kissed the sexy young blonde full on the mouth.
Jessica automatically thrust her tongue into Carol's mouth, and they hugged tightly and kissed passionately and rubbed their pussies together again. Jessica loved the way the Carol's naked body felt against hers, liked kissing Carol's tender lips, liked everything they were doing. She'd never considered herself a bisexual, but she couldn't ignore facts.
Carol's hand slid down Jessica's back and caressed the satiny skin of her shapely ass, then she broke the kiss and leaned her head back. "Jessica, darling Jessica, I want to fuck you."
Jessica's pulse raced. "Yes," she whispered, "I want you to fuck me."
They stumbled to the bed and Carol reached out with one hand to strip the bedspread down and they tumbled onto the black satin sheet.
Jessica fell onto her back, spread her legs and rubbed her hand over her pussy. "I hope you don't like to suck only bald pussies," she said. "My bush is like a forest."
"I like to beat my way through a thick bush," Carol laughed. "I spread the hair with my hands and just lick and lick."
"I don't have much experience," Jessica said. "I've been with only one woman."
"Oh, but you've got such an aura of sexuality, darling. You don't have to have lots of experience to be a sexual person. That comes naturally. You might have to work on being sexy, but not being sexual. There's a world of difference."
"If you say so," Jessica said, caressing Carol's cheeks. I don't know one from the other."
"Well, you'll have lots more experience before long," Carol said, chuckling sexily. "I'm going to see that you do."
Carol chuckled with exhilaration as she slithered on top of Jessica, and the stunning sensation of two pair of hard nipples rubbing together made both of them gasp. Carol's legs entwined with Jessica's shapely gams with a rustling of satiny flesh against satiny flesh.
Jessica's face was flushed pink with excitement, and her eyes glittered as she looked into Carol's liquid brown eyes. They stared at each other a moment, each savoring the thought of what they were going to do to each other, then by silent, mutual consent, they kissed, long and hard, deep and passionately, their tongues fencing erotically and thrusting with impatient urgency. Carol fondled Jessica's firm tits and moaned when Jessica pinched and pulled her hard nipples.
Carol caressed Jessica's sopping pussy as she turned around and stretched out on her left side with her head near the young blonde's crotch. She scooted her left knee toward Jessica's head and lifted her right knee into the air, opening her crotch so Jessica could look at her pussy. She tugged Jessica onto her left side and pushed her legs open and kissed the little hollows on each side of Jessica's slit, just above her clit, just below the bottom of her slit, then right in the middle of it.
Jessica sighed and wiggled her ass. "That feels good," she whispered.
"I like to play in a pussy," Carol said. "You don't mind, do you?"
"No," Jessica murmured, "I like it."
Carol rubbed the tip of her nose in Jessica's thick blonde bush. The fine textured curls felt like expensive fur and fired her emotions just a tad more. Her long pink tongue snaked from between her own red lips and lightly touched the coral lips of Jessica's pussy, then licked slowly until the lips filled with blood and opened like the petals of an exquisite fleshy flower. "Your pussy is so pretty," she murmured.
Jessica moaned and hunched up closer to Carol and looked at her bare crotch and licked her lips. She dragged the tip of her middle finger lightly down the full, hairless lips, then eased it into the brunette's honey hole.
Carol wiggled her hips and whispered, "Mmmmmm, that feels good, darling."
"It feels good to me, too," Jessica said softly. "I think that I like to play with a pussy as much as you do."
Juice oozed out from Jessica's saturated hole and dribbled along her slit, and Carol's tongue glided smoothly through the slick membranes and licked up the tasty elixir. She kept her tongue between the puffy cunt lips and kissed Jessica's whole pussy.
Jessica put both hands in Carol's crotch, pulled her deep gash open, and kissed it right in the center. The feelings in her own pussy were sensational! Carol's tongue made her mind reel with ecstasy, and she felt an orgasm stirring deep in her belly. Things could only get better!
Carol opened her mouth wide, covered Jessica's furry box and tongue-fucked her slowly. Jessica's hips hunched, imitating a fucking motion, and she broadened her tongue and dragged it through the blonde's slit to her big clit and pushed it around and back and forth with the tip.
Jessica gasped and bucked as the tongue slid across the turgid bud of sensitive flesh and gave Carol's bald cunt a sloppy kiss, then tongued her slit slowly.
Carol licked Jessica's clit, and the pulsing point of flesh popped out of its hood and stood tall and ready for servicing. "I was right," she whispered, "you do have a big clit." She wrapped her arm around Jessica's upper leg and licked her clit quickly, expertly, using all of her ability and knowledge of lesbian loving to please her new partner.
"Oh, God, I love your tongue," Jessica hissed.
A powerful burst of ebullient energy surged through Jessica, and her tongue shot into the bald gash and wiggled furiously on Carol's clit, matching the pace of her tongue to Carol's, transferring the pleasure of the brunette's tongue back into Carol's clit.
Carol moaned into Jessica's cunt and wiggled all over. She pursed her lips around Jessica's clit and held it tenderly between her lips and flicked her tongue urgently over the captive love button.
Jessica's belly heaved with erotic tension and her hips wiggled faster. She scooted closer and pressed her tits into the brunette's taut belly and wrapped her arms around Carol's hips and cupped her firm buttocks. Carol's pussy was hot and frothy, and she licked the salacious gash a couple of times, then went to her clit.
The two wanton women held each other tightly, bucking and hunching, climbing steadily toward the peak of ecstasy, moaning and groaning and licking lickety-split, each trying to make the other pop her fun gun first.
Her body alive with erotic energy, Jessica bucked and humped faster, then her movements became nearly convulsive. Carol clung to her like a leech, her tongue working madly to bring out the climax. Her own cum was just seconds away, but she held back until Jessica popped, then let go and they humped and bucked in unison and came fiercely.
Jessica released Carol and fell over onto her back, her eyes wide open and glazed, her mouth agape as she panted for breath. "God damn, that was good," she wheezed.
"You really went after my pussy," Carol said. "You got me off so well. I've been with more experienced women who didn't do it as well. I thought I would have to get you tipsy and seduce you."
"Surprised you, didn't I?"
"I like that kind of surprise," Carol said.
"I like sex," Jessica said, "everything about it. Guess that makes me a horny little bitch, huh? Your cunt is very tight. Why doesn't Jack like to fuck you?"
"I don't know, darling. Maybe he's bored with me. Who knows how a man's mind works? Maybe I'm bored with him. If I knew why a marriage goes stale, I could make millions on the lecture circuit and writing books."
"Do you like to fuck men?"
"Oh, yes, very much. I like to fuck Jack, we just don't do it very often any more. When we first married, I didn't have to get tipsy to enjoy sex. I was ready all the time, then he started paying less and less attention to me. I was a virgin when I met him, and the first time he fucked me, I just about went crazy. When he started ignoring me, I was crushed. The therapist said that I had to get tipsy to suppress my anger and hostility before I could enjoy sex. I don't like that. I wish I could go back to the way I was."
"I think I was born to fuck," Jessica said. "I gave my cherry to one of my professors, and when he stuck his hard dick in, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Some of the women I know said that it was no big deal when they lost their cherry, but it was to me."
"Maybe they do it just to please the guys," Carol said.
"Not me," Jessica exclaimed. "Sex is the best thing I know, and I want to try everything. I might not like some of them, but I want to try it all at least once."
"I've got a whole bag of tricks to show you," Carol said, "but we can't possibly do everything today. I told Jack that I'd meet him for lunch, then I've got to pick Bobby up from pre-school and stop at the supermarket, then get dinner done before Jack comes home from work. He's a real bear if he doesn't eat within a half-hour after he walks in the front door."
Jessica looked at her watch. "Well, that gives us almost two hours," she said, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.
"My, you are eager," Carol laughed.
"And hungry," Jessica said. "Come here and show me something else."
Jessica went home for lunch, and Mary held out the phone to her as she walked in the door.
"Well, at least you didn't have to take a message," Jessica quipped with a big grin.
Mary swatted Jessica playfully on the ass and went to the kitchen.
Jessica came into the kitchen a few moments later and said, "That was Aunt Laura. She's got the flu, and wants me to come take care of the house for a few days."
"Well, your Uncle Chuck sure can't do it," Mary said. "He's worse than useless, and couldn't find the lid on the washing machine if it was painted red. How are you supposed to get over there?"
"Uncle Chuck is coming for me. Aunt Laura said he left nearly three hours ago, so he should be here soon."
"Well, sit down and have your lunch before you pack," Mary said. "If he gets here before you're ready, he can just wait."
"Mama, you sound as though you don't like your younger brother," Jessica teased.
"I like him just fine, honey, but he's a typical man."
Jessica ate a quick lunch, then called Carol and canceled their lunch date for the next day, then got her suitcase packed just as Chuck pulled into the driveway in his big shiny pickup truck.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Mary was quiet during dinner, and just picked at her food.
"You've got something on your mind," Rod said. "Did I do something wrong again?"
"Stop trying to sound like a henpecked husband," she laughed. "It doesn't work for you. I'm worried about Jessica. My brother isn't exactly a model of fidelity, and I'm afraid that our daughter is as hot-blooded as I am."
"Well, I don't think you have to worry," Rod said. "Chuck's not a bad sort, and I'm sure that he won't do anything he shouldn't."
"Maybe not, but I don't know about Jessica. She seems so different now. She says that she's all grown up, and maybe she really is."
"So, she cut the apron strings, and you're feeling left out. You knew that it was going to happen sooner or later."
"Yes, but that doesn't make me feel any better," Mary said.
"Come on, honey, Chuck's her uncle, and she's got a level head on her shoulders."
If Mary closed her eyes, she knew that she could see her daughter on her back with her legs spread and a guy hammering away at her pussy. She didn't want that guy to be her brother, but she was sure that Jessica knew all about the birds and bees, and her selection of a partner was up to her. The thought excited her, but she couldn't let Rod know, or he'd think she was some kind of kook.
"You're no help," she snapped. "I'm worried about our daughter, and you sound like you want to throw her to the wolves."
"She's an adult, honey, and I think you're blowing everything all out of proportion."
"I don't want to talk about it," she said sulkily. "I'm not blowing anything, and I'm not going to."
She got up and started clearing the table, and he went into the living room and watched the tube a while, then took his shower and went into the bedroom.
Mary was lying on her side of the bed, on top of the covers, with her eyes closed, and the light on his side of the bed was on.
Rod looked at his beautiful, voluptuous wife in her short gown and skimpy panties and felt a surge of blood stiffen his cock, and his entire consciousness drained into the head of his prick. He hadn't had her in four or five days, but that didn't keep him from remembering how her pussy felt enfolding his cock, and he couldn't think of a better way to make up than a little amorous mattress mambo.
He stood silently a moment, then said hesitantly, "Are you asleep?" He didn't want to continue the argument from dinner, or start a new one, but he did want to relieve the pressure in his cock.
"Yes," she muttered without opening her eyes.
He was concentrating so hard on his desires that he missed the absurdity of her answer. "Did I wake you?"
"No," she replied indifferently. "What do you want? Did you just think of a zinger or a put-down?"
"No."
"Then why did you disturb me?" She knew precisely what he wanted, and smiled inwardly. Wearing the skimpy outfit and lying on top of the covers accomplished her own purpose perfectly.
"This." He opened the fly of his pajamas and extracted his stiff prick. "I need help with this." He stroked his shaft idly.
She opened her eyes and rolled her head to the side. "So? You've already got it in your hand, just keep stroking it and you'll work everything out on your own."
"Why are you needling me?" He stroked his cock a little faster, getting it a little harder. "You said yourself that you're hot-blooded, and you know that you want it as much as I do. Every time you look at my cock, your mouth waters."
"How do you know that it's your cock I'm thinking about?"
"You're really in a mood tonight."
"Not the right one for what you've got in mind." She was lying through her teeth, but she sounded convincing.
"What the hell am I supposed to say? I merely said that I trust our daughter and your brother, and you got pissed off."
"So now you want me to forget about it and jack you off?" She eyed his cock surreptitiously and imagined wrapping her lips around his throbbing staff and sucking eagerly until he filled her mouth with hot cream.
"Well, I had something else in mind. You know how much I love your pussy." He sat on the bed and reached over and squeezed her left tit.
She suppressed an excited shiver and struggled with herself not to show her arousal. "Stop that," she said faintly.
He stopped squeezing, but left his hand on her tit. "Are we going to start the fight again?"
"I'm not. I just want you to admit that I might be right."
"Okay, you might be right, but I don't know what we can do about it."
"Suppose she slips up and gets pregnant?"
"Honey, I don't think she will. We both know what happens when young people go away to college. We've both been there, and the chances that Jessica is still a virgin are pretty slim. Now, come on, let's have a little fun."
He was right, and she knew it. She didn't believe that Jessica would slip up and get pregnant. She just brought it up to needle him a little more. Her biggest problem was that, in her mind, she could picture Jessica making love with a man, the image excited her, and she didn't know what to do about it.
"I told you, do it for yourself. You piss me off, then expect me to flop down on my back and spread my legs for you. That isn't my idea of fun."
"Since when? I've known you half of my life, and you've never told me no. What's different now? This isn't about Jessica and Chuck, something else is bugging you."
"It isn't anything that I can put my finger on."
"Then put it aside and talk to me about it when you can put your finger on it. In the meantime, let's have some fun. You said that one of the good aspects of our fights is that we have so much fun making up."
"Yes, I said that." Fortunately, he was taking the initiative and steering events in the direction she wanted them to go. She wanted his cock, but she couldn't take the lead.
"Well, now is the perfect time to prove it."
"You're very persistent tonight."
"With my cock as hard as an iron bar and my mind consumed by thoughts of your tight pussy, what do you expect?"
"Exactly what you're doing, I suppose." She smiled mischievously. "I still say that you can work it out for yourself." She couldn't resist giving him the needle, but had to be careful not to overdo it.
He knew that he had won. He leaned forward and put his lips against hers, and she confirmed his victory by parting her lips and letting his tongue slide into her mouth. She took his tongue into her mouth only when she was ready to take his cock into her pussy.
He held the kiss for a long time, fucking her mouth with his tongue and mashing his lips against hers, and by the time that he broke the kiss, she was breathing deeply and a faint flush covered her face and chest.
He pushed her filmy gown up and gazed at her bare tits. "They're gorgeous," he muttered.
No longer teasing, she said, "As nice as Betty's tits?" She had to know that he thought hers were better.
The question flummoxed him. "How did Betty get into this conversation?"
"I saw how she looked at you last week when we ran into her and Howard in the restaurant. You even played right along with her by asking them to join us."
"I didn't play along with her," he protested. "Howard and I play golf together, and I made what I thought was a nice gesture. Besides, I didn't see that much of her tits."
"So, you did look down her dress!"
"Well, I couldn't help it. Her dress was loose and cut pretty low, and she kept leaning over toward me. It would have looked sort of funny if I had closed my eyes every time she leaned over."
"Yeah, I guess so," Mary agreed. "Did you think about kissing them or playing with them?"
"I'd rather kiss and play with yours," he said. "I know what a gorgeous woman I have, and I'm determined to keep her as happy as I can."
He reached down with both hands, massaged and kneaded her tits vigorously. She could let her desire and passions show openly now. Even if she needled him again, he wouldn't stop until they were both thoroughly satisfied.
"Oh, that feels good," she whispered. "I really like it when you play with my tits and suck my nipples."
"Maybe almost as much as I like to do it," he said. "I really like to play touchy-feely with you." He leaned down and moved his mouth from tit to tit, sucking and gently nipping her grand nipples.
"That's even better," she said softly. "You really know how to mm me on."
"I'm glad you like it. I like to turn you on."
"I like for you to turn me on. My pussy is so wet!"
"Really? Maybe I'd better check it for myself, just to be sure you aren't telling me a little white lie." He slid one hand down and worked it under her skimpy panties and slid his middle finger into her humid slit and said softly, "Well, what do you know? It is pretty wet."
She wiggled out of her top and whispered hotly, "Take my panties off, I like being totally naked with you."
"Now that's an offer I can't refuse," he chuckled.
He stripped her panties off and rubbed them all over his face before tossing them aside, and she snickered at his audacious act and spread her legs wide. He looked at her naked body and his prick throbbed fiercely.
"Your body glows when you're turned on," he said, dazzled by her voluptuous beauty. He trailed his fingers along the inside of her thigh and sighed. "Smooth, smooth as warm silk," he said. "It feels great just to touch you."
"You're just horny," she chuckled teasingly. She knew that he liked to fondle the cheeks of her ass and pulled her knees back until they touched her stiff nipples, tilting her ass off the bed.
He caressed her smooth buttocks affectionately. "Yes, I'm horny, but there's more to it. I like to see you naked and touch you even when I'm not horny. I'm wild about you, baby."
She lowered her legs and reached up with one hand and caressed his pulsing prick. "Come on, baby, get naked for me."
He undressed quickly, and she admired the size of his long throbbing organ. It filled her pussy so perfectly and he knew how to use it to give her the maximum pleasure. One of the reasons she needled him about Betty was that she assumed other women knew instinctively how well he used his tongue and cock, and she was afraid she would lose him if another woman ever experienced his skill.
He stretched out next to her and fondled her tits, and she wrapped her fist around his cock and turned her face toward him. He kissed her and pushed his tongue into her mouth with passionate eagerness, and she gasped and her body quivered ever so slightly as his tongue slid against hers. They were both tremendously excited and their fervor built by leaps and bounds with each succeeding moment as their tongues twisted and twirled with keen desire, thrust and parried impetuously.
When his passion reached the point where he thought that he was going to explode at any moment, he withdrew his tongue and looked into his wife's eyes. "Sticking my tongue in your mouth is fun, but I know another place to put it that's more fun," he said.
"Oh," she said, playing along with his little game, "and where might that be?'
"Oh, your tantalizing pussy, for instance."
"What's so tantalizing about my pussy? It's just like millions of other pussies."
"No, your pussy is special. It's so tasty and it's part of your body. Every part of your body is tantalizing."
"You've got a silver tongue," she laughed.
"When I get it in your pussy, you'll think it's golden. I'll have you begging for more before I lick your clit like crazy and get you off."
"Don't you always?"
"I sure give it all I've got."
"Indeed you do."
He caressed the inside of her right thigh, the inside of her left thigh, then covered her mound with his palm. He loved the feel of her fat, hairy mound under his hand.
"Finger my clit, darling," she said eagerly. "Stick your fingers in my cunt and fuck me with them!"
He chuckled. "Make up your mind which you want," he teased.
"Both," she exclaimed. "That always excites me so much!"
"Don't I know it! You just like to have your pussy stuffed full."
"Yeah," she agreed avidly, "as long as it's something of yours that's doing the stuffing."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Rod's fingers danced sprightly over his wife's pussy, then he held the long lips of her cunt between his fingers and stretched them out as far as they would go, tickled her clit lightly with the tip of his finger and held two fingers close together and pumped them in and out of her drizzling snatch. He didn't let matters progress too quickly so he could prolong her pleasure, let it evolve at a gradual pace, even though the longer he played in her pussy, the harder and more eager his cock became.
Mary ooohed and aaahed and cooed and sighed and squirmed happily. "Lick me, darling," she moaned, "oh, please, baby, put your tongue in my slit and lick me good!"
"I thought you wanted me to play with your pussy," he teased.
"Oh, baby, it feels so fucking good, but I need your tongue in me."
"You're pretty hot, huh?"
"My pussy is on fire," she whimpered.
"And you think my tongue is a fire extinguisher?"
"No, it'll make me hotter," she wailed, "but I want you to go down on me! Fuck me with your tongue! Lick my clit! I need it so badly, baby! Lick my pussy, baby! Lick it good!"
"Well, it's your pussy, so I guess you know better than I do what you want."
He stretched out on his belly between her legs and teased her hot twat with the tip of his tongue, and her body undulated and tossed tumultuously. Just the light, teasing touches of his tongue were nearly enough to push her over the brink of ecstasy.
He knew just how to turn her on with his tongue. She liked for him to slid his tongue slowly up and down her slit for a little while, gradually increasing the tempo, and when his tongue finally settled on her clit and moved at top speed, her pussy would explode and she would fill his mouth with her savory juice.
Tonight, however, she was too much on edge to endure his usual pleasurable dalliance. "Faster," she gasped. "Lick faster, baby. Oh, darling, I need to cum! Lick my clit, baby, and make me cum!"
He put his tongue on top of her quivering clit and vibrated it rapidly.
The faster he licked, the more carried away she became. "Oh, baby, I love your tongue," she whimpered. She threw her legs over his shoulders and literally threw her cunt at his mouth.
He put his left hand under the cheeks of her ass and tickled her ass-hole with the tip of one finger and put two fingers of his right hand in her slick honey hole and finger-fucked as fast as he was licking her clit.
"Ahhh, darling, that's wonderful," she panted. "I'm about ready to give you my juice, darling! God, I'm going to squirt your mouth full and drown you with it!"
He'd heard about women who could squirt when they came, but his wife was the only one he'd ever had the pleasure of knowing personally. He caressed her buttocks and toyed with her ass-hole and finger-fucked her and tore relentlessly into her torrid box with his flashing tongue.
"Oh, darling, I love the way you lick my clit," she moaned, her body bouncing up and down so turbulently, she made the bed rattle. "Oh, baby, you're getting me so good! Stick your finger in my ass-hole, baby, finger-fuck both holes and lick my clit!"
She had never before asked him to put his finger, or anything else, in her ass! He didn't know what had turned her on so fiercely, but he wanted to find out so he could repeat it later. He wormed his finger into her tight little ass-hole and did his best to finger both holes as he licked her clit as fast as he could, pushing her closer and closer to the moment of orgasmic triumph, eagerly awaiting the moment her passionate juice shot out of her flaming cunt so he lick up every drop.
She gasped and grunted and tossed and twisted wildly and humped between his fingers. "I'm just about there, baby. You're really getting me, baby. Oh, darling, I'm burning all over. Wiggle your finger in my ass-hole and lick my clit faster, baby!. Oh, yes, I'm there, baby! Oh, baby, I'm cumming!"
She didn't have to tell him, her agitated movements announced the arrival of her climax quite clearly. He flicked his tongue up and down her gushing gash, eagerly licking up the fruits of her orgasm, and keeping her fiery clit titillated so her climax wouldn't end before she experienced the optimum enjoyment.
Her body movements became less frantic, then slowed to a few twitches, punctuated by her deep sighs.
He kissed her cunt tenderly and lifted his head. "Delightful," he chuckled.
"It was fantastic, darling," she said. She pushed herself up on her elbows and looked at him. "Do you know what Betty told me the other day?"
"Now don't you start that again," he warned.
"Oh, I'm not trying to start another fight," she assured him. "It's just that, well, while you were licking my pussy, I suddenly had a strong mental image of you doing the same thing to Betty. Then my thoughts got all mixed up and I became her and she became me and, well, I don't know how to describe it, but I started cumming harder than I can remember."
"I think you lost me somewhere around the first sharp turn," he chuckled.
"Well, it all fits together. Betty said that for years, Howard fucked everything that doesn't have a poisonous bite. She had a couple of affairs of her own, but she felt too guilty to enjoy them, so she talked Howard into going to a swap meet."
He waited, and when she didn't continue, he said, "Well, is that the whole story?"
"Yeah, that got your attention," she teased. "No, that isn't the end of the story. Howard wasn't too keen on the swinging idea, but Betty threatened to divorce him if he kept screwing around behind her back, so he gave in. They've been swinging for a couple years now, so I guess if you really wanted to, you could fuck her."
He wasn't about to fall into that trap, but she'd needled him earlier, and now it was her turn. "Was Betty naked?"
"Of course, silly! She was lying on her back with her legs spread and you had your head between her legs and she was squeezing her tits and pulling her nipples and moaning and I could actually hear you slurping while you licked her pussy. I couldn't believe how real it seemed."
"How did her tits look? I know they're big, but are they pretty like yours?"
"Well, they looked just like mine," she mused.
She grinned and bumped his chin with her pubic mound. "Oh, you! How would I know if her tits are pretty?"
"You've seen her naked, haven't you?" He rubbed his chin through her pubic hair. "Does she have as much pussy hair as you do?"
"Yes, I've seen her naked, but why do you think I checked her out? I'm not interested in women."
"What are you interested in? Does your story have a hidden purpose, like maybe you want to try swinging?"
"No, I don't want to try swinging. I could probably let another man fuck me, but there's no way I could stand the thought of you fucking another woman."
"Well, that's pretty one-sided."
"I know, but that's just the way I am, baby." She bumped his chin with her mound again. "Suck me off again, only this time, alternate fucking me with your tongue and licking my clit."
"You're greedy tonight. I might even say you come close to being oversexed."
"Well, you want an oversexed woman, so here I am, ready, willing and able to fill the bill."
He looked down at her plump mound, at the pussy dew and saliva still glistening in the thick curls, then covered her long gash with his mouth and thrust the tip of his tongue into her honey pot. He extended his tongue as far as it would go, pushed it deep into her tight channel and licked the slick walls.
"Ahhh, yes, baby, that's the way. Fuck me with your tongue."
He pumped his tongue in and out of her sopping hole several times, withdrew it and sucked hard, then fucked her with it again.
She humped her ass and wiggled her hips in gratitude. "Good," she murmured, "so fucking good."
He flattened his tongue and dragged it slowly up her humid slit.
She shivered and goose bumps popped out all over her body when his tongue passed over her erect clit. She reached into her crotch with both hands and peeled her cunt lips wide apart. "Lick my clit," she implored breathless.
He manipulated her sensitive love button tenderly with his soft tongue, starting slowly and increasing the tempo as her hips twisted and her ass bounced up and down on the bed. He loved to lick her. She showed her appreciation so openly and always went off like a Roman candle.
"I really love the way you use your tongue, lover," she whispered passionately. "I think cumming on your tongue is my favorite way to get off. Lick me good, baby, I'm almost there and I'm going to cum so good for you!" He held her clit with soft, tender lips and licked faster. The movement of her hips and ass became more graphic, more frantic, then she squealed and flopped onto her back as a powerful orgasm washed over her.
He put his lower lip below her hole, her warm, savory juice spurted into his mouth, and he accepted every drop with the utmost delight.
Licking his wife to orgasm twice had turned his prick into a frantically pulsating hunk of painful flesh, and the profound urgency to relieve the pressure consumed his mind. He rose to his knees and thrust his hips forward, and his stiff prick stuck out over her belly. "Just look at this thing," he said. "It's about to burst."
"It's absolutely beautiful, darling." She wrapped her right fist around the rigid pole and stroked it gently. "It's so long and thick and hot and hard. I like to play with it." She sat up and kissed the tip.
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Hmmm, maybe take it in my mouth. Would you like that? Do you want me to suck you off?" Her tongue flicked out and curled around the knob.
"Whatever you want, baby," he replied. "You do everything so well."
CHAPTER NINE
A flush suffused Mary's cheeks as she studied the tip of Rod's cock. She put her left hand between his legs and cupped his balls and rolled them tenderly. "That's where all your nice, warm juice is stored, the juice that's going to be shooting all over the place pretty soon." She licked the end of his prick and slid her right hand up and down the full length of his shaft.
"Ahhh, so nice," he mumbled breathlessly. "You really know how to make love to a cock, baby."
She paused in her licking and grinned. "Aw, you're just saying that so I'll keep doing it," she teased. "Put your legs outside mine."
He straddled her legs and she stretched her legs straight out in front of her. He reached up and hefted one of her tits in his left hand and smoothed her hair with his right hand.
"Do you want me to jack you off and let you shoot on my tits, or should I suck you off and eat your cum?"
"It's your show, baby. Do whatever turns you on."
"Everything turns me on," she giggled.
A surge of desire swelled within him and he squeezed her hefty tit.
She tilted her head up, and covered her wet lips with his, and she stroked his cock and massaged his balls and murmured as his tongue slithered around in her mouth.
His desire swelled higher, and he broke the kiss and pulled her head forward. She licked the bulb tenderly, then tilted her head back and gazed at it hungrily. His cock twitched and throbbed in her fist. Her pink tongue flicked out and stabbed at the slit in the tip of his prick. His breath came in gasping pants. She opened her mouth wide and took the knob between her lips. His muscles trembled and a deep groan rumbled out of his chest. The sensation of her hot, damp mouth engulfing his cock made his excitement soar, and he swallowed dryly and stared down at his randy wife, at his cock lodged in her face.
She alternately sucked and curled her tongue around the bare knob as she gradually moved her head forward, letting his prick slide into her mouth until the tip touched the back of her throat.
"Damn, baby," he muttered, "I love it when you take it that deep."
She lifted her hands and put them on his chest and lightly scratched his nipples and pinched them between her nails and hummed joyfully to let him know how she felt, then sucked hard. His hips jerked forward, and she hummed harder and bobbed her head back and forth and sucked for all she was worth, her saliva flowing down the shaft of his cock and trickling onto his balls.
The sight of his lovely, lustful wife polishing his knob made the mushrooming sensations flowing through him more piercing, more emphatic, and his hips rocked back and forth in rhythm with the bobbing of her head as she fucked herself in the mouth with his ramrod.
The giddy sensations drove him rapidly toward the rapturous, inevitable culmination, and the pressure built rapidly, ballooning into a knot of fiery urgency behind his cock, surging to an irresistible intensity. He clenched his teeth and held back his orgasm, resisting the nearly overwhelming temptation to let it snatch him to the heights of bliss, so he could watch his beautiful wife fuck her mouth so gluttonously with his pulsating prick.
Her head bobbed even faster, the damp, sucking sounds coming from her mouth became louder and more frantic and the trickle of saliva became a steady flow. The need to cum became so intense that every muscle in his body quivered, and he knew that he was close to yielding to her demanding mouth.
Suddenly, she pulled her head back and let his tortured prong slide from her mouth, and he closed his eyes and breathed deeply as the pressure diminished.
She caressed his cockhead loosely with her right fist and murmured, "Just about got you, didn't I?"
She closed her fist slightly and twisted it on the head of his cock and licked his shaft languidly, and he came close to giving it to her.
"God, yes," he blurted. "I don't think that I can hold it back much longer."
"Try, darling," she breathed against his prick as she fondled it with her lips and the tip of her tongue. "The longer you hold it back, the harder you'll cum. I'll make it worth the wait, baby, make your cock feel so good. I want you to cum real hard and fill my mouth with your sweet cream, and I'll swallow every drop of it. I want to eat your cum, darling."
Her eyes gleamed with sympathetic arousal as she pushed his cock up and burrowed her head between his legs and lapped at his balls with swift strokes of her tongue. The tip of her lively tongue moved further back, behind his swollen nuts, and probed at his ass-hole as her hand slid smoothly up and down his rigid pole, provoking him into a roaring tumult of impassioned agitation.
Tendrils of fire lanced through him and he groaned and trembled as his exhilaration lurched to nearly intolerable heights. Saliva coated his cock and balls, and her hand made a squishy sound as it moved along his shaft. She moved her head back up, lapping and nibbling at the inside of his thighs, and saliva dampened her cheeks.
She dragged her tongue back up the length of his tingling spear, making it tremble and jerk, then looked at him over the end of his prick and said coyly, "Do you want to cum real bad, baby?" Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she licked his cockhead languidly.
He swallowed with difficulty and his chest heaved as he gasped for breath. "Yeah, real bad, honey," he rasped.
"I feel real naughty, baby, and I'm not going to finish you until you promise to empty your balls and fill my mouth with your hot cream."
"God," he croaked, "I'll overfill you with the fucking stuff!"
"Yeah, that's what I want to hear, baby!"
She pressed both palms flat on his groin with his cock between her hands, opened her mouth wide and slid her tongue along the underside of his staff as her mouth closed over it. The muscles in his thighs jerked into hard knots and a groaning sigh bubbled out of his chest as her sensual, watery mouth absorb his aching dick.
She worked her jaws and stretched her lips and thrust her head forward and swallowed his stout sword right down to the hilt, then jerked her head rapidly back and forth with a forceful persistence, stimulating him wildly, forcing him toward his climax. Slurpy noises gurgled from her mouth and saliva streamed down his pulsating shaft again.
The tension of his approaching orgasm immediately swelled within him and he grabbed her head with both hands and fucked her mouth roughly, clenching his teeth and digging his fingers into her scalp, struggling to hold his climax back just a little longer.
She knew that she had him now, and she gobbled his dick greedily, wrecking his resolve. A quiver ran through his body, and he bellowed lustily as his cock erupted and cum spurted into her gulping mouth. She swallowed rapidly and continued to bob her head as she squeezed and stroked his cock rigorously, milking it to make sure that she got all of his cum.
Droplets of his juice oozed from her lips and dribbled down her chin as she sucked on his bone until she was sure that he was finished. She took his cock out of her mouth and licked it diligently, lapping up the semen that clung to the shaft, then kissed the head and looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with delight.
"There," she cooed, "was that a good blow job or what?"
"Fantastic," he exulted.
She grabbed his hands and pulled him on top of her as she fell backward and pulled his head down and kissed him passionately and plunged her tongue into his mouth and ground her lips against his.
He raised up and leaned on his elbows and stared into her eyes. "That was really something," he said, and licked her lips in appreciation. "You've never sucked me so well."
"Was it really that good?"
"The best, baby, the absolute best. If you sucked me that way every time, I might never want to fuck you again."
"I love to suck your big cock and eat your cum." She giggled happily. "But don't think you can get away with not fucking me. You can fuck my mouth as often as you wish, but you must always save something for my pussy."
She rolled them onto their side to relieve herself of his weight and put her arms around him and snuggled up close.
"I couldn't be happier, darling," he said.
"Yeah, I can tell how happy you are," she teased. "Your cock is still hard, and it's trying to poke a hole in my belly."
"Why don't you poke it in that hole a little lower down and see if you can drain it again?"
"Oh, I'll bet I can, darling," she laughed. She pushed him onto his back and climbed over his loins and impaled herself on his cock. "Hey," she whispered, "if you really want to, we can try a little swap with Betty and Howard. I don't think it would bother me to watch you fuck her, and I'd like to try him on for size."
Rod jerked his hips up so hard, he lifted her knees off the bed, and she whooped with joy and rode him like a jockey until they both made another trip to nirvana.
CHAPTER TEN
Dusk was settling over the mountains as they approached Vail Pass. Chuck had to stop behind a line of traffic, and he muttered a curse under his breath.
T wonder what the hell is going on now. It isn't uncommon for snow slides to close the road in winter, but this is early summer, for Pete's sake!"
"I'll see if I can see anything," Jessica said. She got out and climbed into the bed of the pickup and said, 'Traffic is backed up as far as I can see, Uncle Chuck. It's moving on the other side, but it's down to one lane."
"You might as well get back in," he said. "We'll have to turn around and go back to Denver."
She got back in the cab and said, "What gives?"
"I just talked to a guy on the CB, and he said that a tanker sideswiped a van, and both of them turned over and blocked the highway. The tanker was carrying molasses and the van was carrying tennis balls, and both of them split open."
Jessica guffawed. "So, now there are tennis balls and molasses spilled everywhere."
"You got it," Chuck said. "It's going to take hours to get it cleaned up, and I'm not going to sit here and twiddle my thumbs."
She knew what they could do, but he probably wouldn't cotton to the idea, not stuck in traffic with cars and people all around them. Maybe he wouldn't cotton to it all, but going back to Denver would ruin her chance of finding out.
"If we go back to Denver, Uncle Chuck, we're going to waste an awful lot of time. There's an off ramp about a hundred feet behind us. Can you get to it?"
"Yeah, I probably can, but it's a secondary road. There aren't any roads around the pass, so it wouldn't do any good."
"Well, there must be some little towns along the road, and little towns have at least one or two motels. We can spend the night here, and go on in the morning."
"Now, why didn't I think of that?" He gave her a big smile. "You're pretty smart, for your age."
"I didn't know that you'd been driving almost two hours with your eyes closed," she quipped.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Look at me, Uncle Chuck. Do you see a kid?"
He looked at her several long moments, then said, "No, I guess I don't."
He jockeyed the pickup around and drove on the shoulder back to the exit ramp and joined a long line of vehicles whose drivers had the same idea. An hour and a half later, they still hadn't found a motel with a vacancy, but the traffic had thinned to a trickle.
A few minutes later, Jessica saw a small motel with the vacancy sign lit. "There's one, Uncle Chuck."
He slowed and looked the place over quickly, then said, "It's a hot sheet motel. We can't stay there. We'd be almost to Denver if we hadn't come on this wild goose chase."
"If a bullfrog had wings, he wouldn't bump his ass every time he hops," she said dryly. "Pull in. If you want to sleep in the truck, that's your choice, but I'm going to sleep in a bed, and I don't care how hot the sheets are, as long as they're clean."
"That's doubtful," he grumbled, but he pulled into the parking lot and stopped. "Wait here, I'll go in and see what they've got." He came back a few minutes later, looking dour. "They've got one room left, with a double bed. We might as well see if there's anything down the road."
"Well, I don't suppose twin beds are very common in hot sheet motels," she said as she opened the door and got out and took her suitcase out of the back.
"Jessica," he said doubtfully, "we can't stay here."
"Sure we can," she replied. "I'm all grown up, Uncle Chuck, and I know the facts of life."
"You sure as hell are all grown up," he said.
"Well, at least you admit it," she laughed. "Come on, we'll work it out. You stay on your side of the bed and I'll stay on my side, and if we happen to bump each other during the night, I don't suppose the world will end. It does have a bathroom, doesn't it?"
"Oh, I'm sure it does."
"Yeah, that's essential in such a place, I guess." She gave him a big smile. "Come on, it will be okay. You can even brag to your buddies that you slept with your niece and let them wonder what kind of guy you are."
"Don't make it worse than it is," he grumped.
She walked into the room ahead of him and turned on the lights and looked around, at the mirrors on the walls and ceiling and the big water bed. Everything was decorated in red, and the lights were purposefully dim.
"So," she said softly, "this is what the inside of an X-rated motel looks like." She spotted the TV and went across the room toward it.
"Jessica, don't," he said quickly. "That isn't a normal TV."
She picked up the remote control and turned the TV on. "It looks pretty normal to me."
"It's closed circuit, and shows only porno movies."
"So, I've seen skin flicks before." She flipped through the half-dozen channels and stopped on one showing a couple fucking. "Nice cock, but he's wearing socks! Only a nerd keeps his socks on."
"You sound like you know all about it," Chuck said.
"I know quite a bit," she chuckled, "but I'm still learning. I've always thought learning was so much fun." She left the TV on, much to his consternation, and wandered around the room. "The bed is big enough that we don't have to touch, unless we want to."
"You look like you're nineteen, but you don't talk like you're nineteen," he said.
"Only my body is nineteen, Uncle Chuck. My mind is a lot older." She stopped at the door and read the sign on the back. "Oh, look, this says there's an indoor swimming pool and a Jacuzzi on the back of the motel. Check-out time is ten, so I guess we won't have to get up at the crack of dawn."
She set her suitcase on the bed and took out her personal items and carried them into the bathroom, and he watched, wondering what he'd gotten himself into. They should have gone back to Denver, where she could sleep in her own bed and he could sleep on the couch or something.
She came out of the bathroom and said, "You didn't bring a suitcase, did you?"
"I expected to be back in Grand Junction by now," he replied.
"I've got two toothbrushes, if you want to use one." He frowned, and she chuckled. "Okay, so you don't want to share my germs. I don't have anything contagious, but it's up to you. I saw a little convenience store about a quarter mile back down the road. You can probably get a toothbrush there. You can use one of my disposable razors in the morning. A new one," she chucked again, "not one that I've shaved my legs with."
"I'll be back in a few minutes," he said.
"Oh, see if they've got any wine," she said. "If we're going to be here all night with nothing to do but watch skin flicks and try to avoid touching each other, we ought to have something to drink. Besides, wine helps me sleep."
"We aren't going to watch skin flicks," he said firmly as he went out the door.
"Don't forget to call Aunt Laura," she said just before the door closed.
When he came back, she was wearing her robe, and he breathed an inward sigh of relief. At least she'd put on her pajamas or whatever while he was gone.
"They didn't have wine," he said, "but they did have some cheap champagne, so I got a bottle and some plastic glasses."
"How nice," she said, "you think of everything. I got a bucket of ice from the machine down the hall. Put the bottle in it, and I'll have some when I get back."
His eyes widened in alarm. "Back from where?
There's no place around here you can go."
"I'm going to try the Jacuzzi. Want to join me?"
"I don't have a bathing suit," he replied, hoping that would put an end to this nonsense.
"I do," she said lightly, "but I didn't want to take the time to dig it out of the bottom of my suitcase." She pulled her robe open wide and gave him a long look. "I'm going to wear my panties. That will be okay, won't it?"
Chuck stared at his nearly naked niece with dismay, his eyes as big as saucers. His jaws flapped several times and his tongue fluttered and darted in and out of his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word.
Eileen knew that she wasn't a raving beauty, but she got by. She put out, eagerly and with gusto. She didn't spread for every guy, just those she liked, but she was very friendly and seldom met a guy who didn't have some redeeming quality. If nothing else, a cock would do, and the size didn't matter too much. She knew how to get the most out all of them.
Moisture seeped into her pussy as she shucked her robe and stepped into the whirlpool. She'd had two guys at once, but never three, and was looking forward to the experience. She visited the motel quite often, and knew that people usually stayed in their rooms during their short stays, so the pool and Jacuzzi didn't get much use.
It didn't make much difference to her anyway.
She liked this place, where she could make out in a water bed and watch herself in all those mirrors. She had something about being watched, and the mirrors gave her that impression. Even if somebody did come in, it would probably be a couple, and they might even join in and they could have a little orgy.
Now that they were bare, Chuck saw that Jessica's tits were bigger than they looked under her blouse, and her long fat nipples protruded from large, light brown areolae. He stared at the heavy mounds with reverence and licked his lips, then suddenly found his voice and blurted, "God damn, Jessica, you can't run around like that!"
Jessica gave him a fake look of innocence and said, "Why not? My panties cover as much as my bikini."
He looked at the shadow of her lush bush under her thin panties and shook his head. "Well, by God if they do, you can't wear your bikini in my town without going to jail. And what about the top, aren't you going to do something about your top?"
"My top?" She faked a puzzled look, then looked at her chest and said, "Oh, you mean my breasts. Is something wrong with them?"
God, no, they're fantastic! He licked his dry lips and swallowed hard a couple of times. "They're bare, Jessica! You can't...put something on, a bra or something."
"Oh, I'm not bashful, Uncle Chuck. Are you going with me?"
"No way," he said quickly.
"Oh, come on, you can wear your shorts. I don't think anybody will care enough to say anything, if there's anybody else even there. They're probably in their rooms, doing what comes naturally in an X-rated motel. Why stay in a place like this if you don't have a little fun?"
"Some people stay in a place like this because they don't have any choice," he said.
"I didn't nag you that much," she laughed. "The sign on the back of the door says that clothing is optional in the pool and Jacuzzi, so I might even be overdressed. See you later."
Chuck stared at the back of the door a few moments, then started undressing. If he didn't go with her, and she got into trouble, his sister would not only blame him, she'd have his head on a cheap brass platter at the next family get-together.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Gary stood by the side of the whirlpool, openly ogling Eileen's tits bobbing on the bubbling water.
She returned his gaze coolly, proud of her voluptuous body, pleased that he thought that she was sexy. His body wasn't anything special, but his cock was bigger than average. She loved to ride cocks, and could get the most out of even the smallest ones. "What happened to your friends, did they get cold feet?"
He stepped into the whirlpool and sat down by her. "They'll be here in a few minutes. Bobby is never on time for anything."
She kissed him lightly on the mouth. "We don't have to wait for them, you know." She licked his lips, which she'd seen in a movie and thought very sexy. "It isn't like a movie, where you don't know what's going on if you don't get there at the start."
"Hi, guys," Bobby said brightly, "this looks like the right place."
Eileen looked up, saw that Woody and Bobby were nude, stared openly at their cocks and shivered as a wave of anticipation surged through her. "You got here just in time, or we would have," she giggled.
Woody and Bobby stepped down into the Jacuzzi and sat down across from Eileen, doing their own staring. She knew they weren't looking at her average face, and was tempted to stand up so they could see all of her, not just her tits. The juice flooding her canal felt like molten fire.
"Say, Gary," Woody said, "why did you want to do it in hot water when you rented a room?"
"He's got this thing about screwing in bubbling water," Bobby said dryly.
Now that the gang was all here, Eileen was anxious to get the show on the road. They weren't there to exchange views on politics or discuss the latest interest rates, after all. She stood and stretched, exaggerating the movement, making sure Woody and Bobby got a good look at her body, then turned around and bent over to display her shapely ass and luscious tits dangling under her chest.
She straightened up, flashed Bobby and Woody a foxy smile, then faced Gary and pulled his hand between her legs. "Feel my pussy, baby, it's wet and ready."
"You're always wet and ready," Gary said, laughing softly as he cupped her pussy mound, slid his middle finger into her wet, slick channel and mashed her clit under his thumb.
She stared at Bobby and Woody through half-closed, passion-laden eyes and undulated her hips languidly as Gary finger-fucked her and manipulated her clitoris. Bobby and Woody stroked their cocks as they watched the lascivious scene, and Bobby's mighty spear inflated quickly and the eye-catching knob protruded from of the water, looking like a tennis ball floating above his lap.
"I've never had three guys at once," Eileen said flirtatiously. "I hope that I can please all of you."
"Oh, I'm sure you can, honey," Bobby said. "I can't speak for Woody, but I'll take just about anything you want to give me."
"Thank you, Bobby," Eileen said, eyeing their cocks. "You two brought some good inspiration to the party, and I'll try real hard to live up to your expectations."
Woody said, "Honey, I could sit here and jack off while you cum on Gary's fingers and not feel at all deprived."
"Such gentlemen," Eileen said. "I know that I'm going to enjoy every second of this night." She looked up as Jessica came through the door. "Well, hello, stranger," she laughed.
Jessica realized at once what was going on, and hesitated. "Oh, I didn't mean to intrude," she said. "I'll come back later."
"Oh, you don't have to," Eileen said quickly. "I don't mind if you stay and watch."
"Yeah," Woody said, "why don't you join us?" He shook his cock suggestively. "You can have your pick."
"No," Jessica said, "that would be intruding." She shucked her robe and sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi with her feet in the water. "I'll just sit here and watch. I like to watch."
"Thank you," Eileen said. "Knowing that you're watching, these guys will outdo themselves. I think they were going to just give me a lick and a promise, then stick it in me, but now they'll be more considerate."
"Glad to help," Jessica said with a big grin.
Eileen gave Jessica a big smile, then looked at Gary and said, "Rub my clit a little faster, I'm ready to cum."
Gary threw a glance at Jessica and grinned, then kissed Eileen's belly and wiggled his thumb faster.
Eileen threw her head back and jerked her hips rapidly back and forth, then gasped out loud as her fun gun fired. She hunched Gary's fingers until her orgasm ebbed, then glanced at Jessica as she straddled Gary's thighs and stuck her tits in his face.
"Now, I want your cock," Jessica said softly. She grabbed his stiff prick, stuck the head between the puffy lips of sweltering cunt and let her body drop abruptly. "Ahhh, what a wonderful feeling," she hissed. "Don't rush now. I want to just sit here and savor the way it feels throbbing inside me." She wrapped her arms around his head and tried to smother him with lavish tit flesh and clutched his love muscle with her lively muscles, reveling in the thickness of the virile rod. Sitting on a cock was always thrilling, but being watched by another woman made her feel positively audacious and brazen. "Oh, this is positively kinky," she said softly. "Sitting in a whirlpool with a cock up my belly, being watched by two guys and a woman is just about the most exciting thing I've ever done."
"The night is young," Bobby said, "and I'm sure we can add to your excitement."
Chuck came into the room, took one look at what was going on, and thought of grabbing Jessica and dragging her out of there right then. Upon reflection, he knew that he couldn't, not without her raising a fuckus. If she raised a fuckus, somebody might think he was abusing her and call the cops, and then he would really be in deep shit.
Discretion being the better part of valor, he sat down beside her and leaned over and whispered harshly, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Watching," she giggled softly. Without taking her eyes off Eileen, she reached into Chucks shorts and extracted his cock and stroked it slowly.
"Jessica," Chuck gasped, "for God's sake!"
"Shhh," Jessica whispered, "your cock-likes it."
Eileen looked at Chuck's dick and said, "Now that's a real whopper."
Jessica looked at her uncle's cock for the first time and said, "Yeah, it sure is."
"Jessica," Chuck whispered, "let's get out of here, right now!"
"Why," she giggled quietly, "are you ready to fuck me?"
Chuck looked at her with wide eyes, but his cock was beginning to rule his brain, and he couldn't manage to look horrified.
Eileen rocked her hips slowly and watched the young woman stroke the man's big cock. She didn't know what the trouble was between them, but she knew that the woman was going to win. Suddenly, she felt her orgasm stirring deep in her belly, and eager to reach the inevitable culmination of riding a cock, anxious for everybody to watch her cum, she put her hands on Gary's shoulders and twisted and writhed and humped in earnest.
Eileen glanced at Jessica and Chuck, then looked over her shoulder at Gary's naked buddies sitting there casually playing with their cocks as they watched her bounce up and down on his cock. The whole lascivious scene, the electrifying vision of that big cock in the woman's hand and those cockheads protruding above the water, the sensation of Gary's husky piston sliding in and out of her cunt, stoked the fire in her pussy into an all-consuming flame and spurred her to a quick orgasm.
She had wanted to prolong her gratifying ride on Gary's cock, but a quick climax didn't matter right now. She'd cum as much as she wanted before the night was done. She turned back to Gary, glued her mouth to his, and roared into her orgasm.
Her alluring voluptuous body writhed and twisted, churning the already bubbly water. Her tits shook and shimmied unrestrained, splashing water wildly in all directions. With her lips crushed to Gary's, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her tongue in his mouth duplicating the action of his cock in her pussy, moaning and whining amorously, she fucked herself dynamically on his cock.
"God, look at her fuck," Bobby muttered. "She's going to wear Gary's cock out. God, she's something else."
"Yeah," Woody agreed, "she really turns me on."
"Sure glad Gary invited us to the party, and not a couple of guys who weren't equipped to give her a good time," Bobby said.
Woody chuckled. "The question is, who's going to have a better time?"
"No losers this time, old buddy," Bobby said. "That pie is big enough for everybody to get a piece and go home happy."
Eileen slowed to a stop as her orgasm waned and sat on Gary's lap, connected to him by the pillar of rigid male flesh stuck up her love tunnel.
"Ummmmm, I came so well, and you know how much I like to cum! Hang on, baby, and I'll get you off."
Bobby wasn't going to wait for Eileen to get Gary off. If he didn't take advantage of her pussy sliding up and down his cock, that was his problem. He rose out of the water like a demigod with a horny growth jutting from his loins, lifted Eileen from Gary's lap and laid her on her back on the deck a few feet from Chuck.
"Oooooo," Eileen breathed.
Bobby bent over, and his tongue slithered into the top of Eileen's slit and skittered over her distended clitoris.
"Aaahhh," Eileen moaned.
Jessica leaned forward slightly so she could see past Chuck and jerked his dick a little faster as she watched Bobby lick Eileen's snatch.
Bobby spread Eileen's shapely legs, pressed his mouth to her pussy and stabbed his long tongue into her juicy hole.
"Aaahhh," Eileen sighed, "that feels so good!"
"Tastes good, too," Bobby said, smacking his lips, "nectar of the gods, pure ambrosia."
Eileen threw her legs over Bobby's shoulders and gladly lifted and opened her snatch to his greedy mouth. She trembled with desire and her clit pulsated and sent spears of sensuous delight through her body.
Bobby cupped Eileen's foxy ass in both hands and bent to his pleasurable task, teasing, licking, sucking, pausing for a couple of seconds to let her passions subside slightly before continuing to provoke her emotions, then closed his lips around her quivering clit and sucked.
Eileen promptly reached the point of no return, and waves of supreme ecstasy inundated her. She moaned and whined, and went for the gold! He vibrated his tongue, and her love button throbbed and her legs quivered. He licked and sucked her clit, and her body writhed. He stabbed his tongue into her hole and tongue-fucked her rapidly and her ass bucked wildly and her tits jiggled all over her chest. His tongue returned to the seat of her pleasure and lashed her clit with gusto, and her cries of fulfillment rang out.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Chuck grabbed Jessica's hand and she barely had time to grab her robe before he nearly dragged her back to their room. He locked the door and leaned against it, and she glared at him.
"You didn't let me stay and see the good part," she said.
"You saw too much as it was," he replied.
"I didn't get to see her take all three of at the same time, and I'm sure that's what the party was all about."
His hard cock was still sticking out of his shorts, and she looked at it and giggled. He hurriedly stuffed it back in, but there was nothing he could do about the large bulge.
"I didn't know that your cock was so big," she said.
"Jessica, what am I going to do with you?"
"If you haven't figured it out by now, I'll draw you a picture." She dropped into the small easy chair facing the TV and pretended to pout as she watched the movie.
"Jesus," he muttered. He crossed the room, painfully aware of his hard cock, and opened the bottle of champagne. It might have been cheap, but the cork came out with a loud pop, so it probably wasn't too bad. He splashed some in one of the plastic glasses and tossed it off, then cleared his throat. "Why are you doing this to me?"
She turned her head slowly and looked at him intently. "Aren't you going to let me share the champagne? It was my idea that you get it, after all."
"Well, I don't suppose that I'll get in any more trouble than I'm already in."
"Your troubles are just beginning," she laughed.
He poured a glass of champagne and took it to her. "Live it up, that's as far as I'm going."
She took the glass in her right hand and caught his wrist in her left hand. "Look at my nipples."
"I have been," he said quietly.
"Yes, I know," she said, nodding. "Are they hard?
"Yes." He wanted to lean down and lick the pretty buds.
"Put your hand between my legs."
His mind told him that he shouldn't, but his cock told him that he was a damn fool if he didn't. He extended his arm slowly and laid his palm on the inside of her thigh, then hesitated, afraid to reach higher.
She grasped his wrist and pushed his hand higher. "Touch my pussy," she said softly. "If it's wet, you know what that means."
He didn't realize that he was holding his breath until after he extended his finger and touched the crotch of her panties. He let his breath out as quietly as he could and said, "I don't want to know what that means."
She reached up with her left hand and pulled his shorts down and eyed his hard cock. "Maybe you don't want to know, but your cock does. Go ahead, it won't bite you."
He knew that she meant her pussy wouldn't bite him, and knew just as surely that by touching it, he would go through a door that could never be closed again. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he muttered. "I don't want to do this."
She chuckled and caressed his cock with her fingertips, and he pushed the narrow crotch of her panties aside and put his finger in her hole.
Her heart started beating so fast, she had trouble speaking. "Is it hot and wet?"
"like a lava pit," he sighed. He started to pull his hand away.
She grabbed his arm. "Not yet," she breathed. "This room really turns me on, Uncle Chuck. One of my professors has mirrors in his bedroom, and every time I fuck him, I get real wild."
"I've had plenty of surprises in my life, but nothing compares to this," he said. "I've got to be crazy. You're not only my niece, you're nearly young enough to be my daughter." Even as he said it, he knew that he had to fuck her now, niece or no niece.
"I like older men," she chuckled, and threw out the ultimate challenge. "Do you think you can't handle me?"
"I don't know what I think," he muttered. "My brain isn't working very well right now."
"Let your cock do your thinking," she said quietly.
She pushed his hand away and handed him her glass, then lifted her ass and pushed her panties down. The blonde brush covering her slightly protruding pleasure garden grew in soft, tangled profusion, and a thin line even curled southward from her navel. The thought of separating that mass of curls and finding her gash made his blood race.
She glanced up at him, a knowing smile playing around her sensuous lips, and teased him by opening her thighs just enough for him to see the thick lips peeking through the hair, then spread her legs wider and looked down at her crotch. "Is Aunt Laura's bush very big?"
"About like yours," he said, his voice husky with emotion. "Her hair is a little darker than yours."
"I'm glad. That means you like hairy pussies." She ran the middle finger of her right hand slowly up and down her hairy gash, then wormed it into her passion pit.
"God, you're sure a hot sexpot," he said.
"Fortunately, I was born to fuck, baby," she murmured. Slowly, savoring the enticing feel, she drew the tip of her wet finger up the length of her crack and touched her clit, and her ass squirmed.
"Are you going to jack off?"
"If you want me to." She stroked her pleasure button lightly, making it fatten and pop out of its hood.
"Yeah, I want you to." He turned her chair ninety degrees so it faced him. "Put your legs over the arms of the chair and open your pussy so I can see your clit."
She draped her legs over the arms and used both hands to pull her lips apart so he could look at the protuberant nub of ticklish flesh.
"Damn, that's a real whopper," he said. "I've never seen one that big. Finger-fuck yourself."
Her lewd posture, with both legs over the arms of the chair and her crotch wide open, made her feel totally wild and wanton. "Take your shorts off, baby so I can look at your hard cock while I get off." She put two fingers in her hole, pumped them in and out several times, then lifted them to her mouth and sucked them.
He lifted his eyebrows. "Do you like the taste of pussy?"
"Love it," she breathed. She put her right hand in her crotch with a finger one each side of her clit and held it gently and jiggled her hand up and down. T love to suck a guy off and eat his cum, but I like to lick pussy, too. Does Aunt Laura lick pussy?"
"Not that I know of, but we've never done it with another woman, so I can't say for sure. She's never said anything, and I've never asked."
"If she doesn't, she doesn't know what she's missing." She wormed two fingers of her left hand into her hole and thrust them in and out slowly. "Would it bother you if she did like to lick pussy?"
"No, I don't think so." He held her champagne glass to her lips and gave her a sip.
"Thank you," she said softly. "Have you ever watched two women eat each other out?"
"Yeah, once," he said.
"Did it turn you on?"
"Yeah, like the dickens," he chuckled, staring at her pretty pussy, at her hands pleasuring it tenderly.
"You said that you and Aunt Laura have never done a threesome with another woman, have you ever done one with another guy?"
"Yeah, once, a long time ago," he said.
"Did Aunt Laura like it?" Both of her hands moved a little faster and her breathing accelerated to match.
"Yeah, as far as I could tell."
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah, as far as I could tell." He held out her glass. "Do you want another sip?"
"No," she said softly, "I'm going to cum for you now."
Her head dropped back on the chair, she spread her legs just a tad more, and both hands moved rapidly, strumming her clit and fucking her squishy hole. She popped her cork with a loud whoosh of breath, followed by an ecstatic squeal, and she bucked and bounced so hard that she nearly toppled the chair over.
She rode the crest of the erotic wave several seconds, then her hands slowed and she lifted her head and looked at him with misty eyes as she lifted both hands and licked her fingers. "Now," she breathed, "I want your cock. It's so big and so hard, and I've just got have it."
Once upon a time, before she put on her bawdy show, he might have been tempted to remind her that he was her uncle and refuse her. Now, the only thing on his mind was fucking her. Without a word, he turned and went to the bed and lay down on his back.
Smiling mischievously, she stood by the side of the bed and dabbled in her juicy hole with two fingers of her right hand, then sat on the edge of the bed and put her wet fingers in his mouth. As he sucked her fingers, she stared at him with humid eyes and put her left hand on his bare belly, just above his cock. The tingling pressure of her tender hand sent sensations lancing through him, making his dick vibrate and pulse. She chuckled softly and wrapped her long delicate fingers around his prick and looked at it lovingly as she stroked it slowly.
For just an instant, he came to his senses and said, "Jessica, I'm not sure we ought to be doing this. I am your uncle, and your mother would have a fit if she ever found out."
"I notice that you didn't mention your wife or my father," she snickered. "Besides, your cock won't know that you're my uncle, and I won't tell my pussy." She tightened her fingers around the base of his dick and slowly pulled her hand up to the head. "If I suck you off, how long will it take you to recover?"
"The way I feel right now, it might not even get soft!" He put his hand on her thigh and moved it slowly toward her pussy. "Seriously, only a few minutes."
She pulled his hand between her thighs and covered her hairy mound with his palm. Instead of caressing her pussy, he sat up and took her in his arms. She clung to his cock with her right hand and put her left arm around him and lifted her mouth. He groped her tits and kissed her and slid his tongue into her mouth, and his desire swelled higher as his tongue wandered inside her humid mouth, tasting the sweetness.
She pushed him onto his back, leaned over him, and licked his nipples. "Play with my tits while I make your cock feel good," she whispered.
Her tender fingers danced over his painfully hard rod with feathery caresses as her sensuous, moist lips drifted down his body, and his swollen shaft quivered and a deep groan rumbled out of his chest. She dragged her lips and tongue across his belly, then the tip of her tongue fluttered up his shaft and danced over the head, and he groaned again, deeper in his chest.
She grasped his dick firmly in her exquisite fist and stroked it with tender loving care and stared at it with a deep carnal hunger in her gleaming blue eyes.
Her provocative touch made his hot rod pulsate and twitch and the muscles in his thighs tremble, and he leaned against the headboard and watched her, wondering how he was going to arrange it so he could fuck her every day until she had to go home.
She held his veined shaft in both hands and kissed his cockhead tenderly, stabbed at the tiny opening with her pink tongue, lapped the head wetly, then opened her mouth wide and let the turgid knob glide between her lips until the tip banged the back of her throat.
He moaned hoarsely and lifted his hips off the bed, thrusting his cock into her mouth. His breath wheezed out of his chest in ragged gasps and his arousal soared from the electrifying embrace of her sexy, drenched mouth as he looked down at her.
She pressed his hot salami between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, and his body shuddered and quaked. She chuckled deep in her throat, employed lusty suction, and bobbed her head slowly up and down. Saliva flowed from her mouth and dribble down his rod, wetting her palms, and her hands spread the slippery liquid as they worked slowly up and down his prick.
The sight of his horny young niece fucking herself in the mouth with his cock made the fiery sensations flowing through him more ponderous, more impassioned, and his hips automatically moved in rhythm with the bobbing of her head.
Sucking ravenously and swallowing noisily, she let the bulging head of his cock slide into the back of her throat on each downward plunge of her head.
"God, honey, you're a fantastic cocksucker," he muttered.
His mind wallowed numbly in clouds of euphoria. His niece's clever mouth was driving him rapidly toward the ecstatic peak of a climax, and he felt the pressure surging and magnifying, ballooning into a churning burden, demanding release.
She bobbed her head more urgently and the squishy sounds coming from her mouth became louder, then she suddenly lifted her head and let his prick slide from her tight lips with a soft plop. "I want your juice to come out so I can drink it, baby," she whispered.
He nodded rapidly and said, "Just suck a little more, honey. God, you're a good cocksucker."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Eager to please her uncle, she opened her mouth wide as she lowered her head and took his cock back into her mouth, and thrust her head down and the tip of his cock slid into her throat. She knew only one way to suck cock, all out, with gusto, and she pulled her head back slightly and sucked avidly and bobbed her head with a determined forcefulness.
The muscles in his thighs knotted and trembled, and a groaning sigh burst from his lips as her sensual, humid mouth closed on his prick. The pressure of his orgasm immediately swelled again and he thrust his hips off the bed and his body stiffened as a rigorous quiver raced through him and his climax burst over him.
As his jism slid down her gullet, she gurgled happily and gulped boisterously and sucked hard. Between his first and second shot, she abruptly lifted her head and jerked him rapidly and he writhed on the bed in the throes of ecstasy as cum spattered on her lips, nose and cheeks. She put his dick back in her mouth and sucked tenderly until it shrank into a tube of limp flesh, then spit it out and kissed it.
T wanted to watch you cum," she said softly. "I like to watch a cock squirt. I didn't mess it up for you, did I?"
"God, no, you were fantastic! Get up here and lie down so I can lick your pussy."
"Oh, baby," she squealed softly, "you don't have to ask twice! I'd rather cum than eat."
"How about eating cum?"
"That's different," she laughed as she flopped around and lay on her right side in front of him and lifted her left leg and hunched her randy snatch at his mouth.
He peeled her cunt lips apart and gazed at her sopping gash and murmured, "Beautiful." He licked her slit and stuck his tongue in her hole. "Mmmmmm, you taste good, too."
"Oh, Uncle Chuck," she gurgled, "your tongue feels so fucking good! Eat my pussy! Lick my pussy all over and just eat it up, baby, make me cum!"
Taking his time licking her cunt, savoring every moment of the delightful chore, he started just in front of her ass-hole and wiggled the pointed tip of his tongue through her slit all the way to the top. His tongue danced around her jumbo, protruding clit, snaked back down to her wet hole, then he flattened it and swept it up and down her steamy seam.
She held his head with her left hand and hunched her twat at his mouth, moaning and sighing continually as the wonderful feelings she cherished so much radiated from her crotch and permeated her entire body.
He separated the fat lips with the tip of his tongue and tenderly sucked each one, nipping lightly with his teeth. Her ass squirmed vigorously and her moans increased, getting louder and louder as his tongue went up and down her gash faster. Then his tongue settled on her fleshy joy button and teased it with light strokes, and her breath escaped from her lungs with a whoosh.
"Oh, fuck, Uncle Chuck," she whimpered, nearly carried away with passion, "your tongue feels fucking marvelous! I always cum so fucking hard when I get my clit licked!"
He paused a moment and looked up across the flat plane of her heaving belly and between her swollen tits at her lovely face and said teasingly, "You really want to cum, don't you?"
"Oooooo, yeah," she moaned, "make my pussy explode, baby!"
He went back to his pleasurable task, directing his attention on her clit, circling the fat bud with the tip of his tongue and licking it avidly, then he wrapped his arms around her shapely thighs and buried his mouth in her sexy nether mouth and sucked her love stud into his mouth and tongued it lickety-split.
She draped her left leg over his head and wiggled her ass as he brought her closer and closer to nirvana, a steady stream of moans and whimpers pouring from her mouth. When her sex gun fired, she grabbed the top his head with her left hand and humped her ass wildly, her cry of deliverance sounding like a mixture of anguish and elation.
She rolled onto her back and stared at her body in the overhead mirror. He also looked at her body in the mirror, and she caught his eye and gave him a devilish grin.
"Are you still worried about me being your niece?"
"Well, the knowledge is still there, but it's buried pretty deep."
"Just wait until you fuck me, then all you'll think about is what a terrific piece of ass I am." She winked at him in the mirror. "But you'd better fasten your seat belt," she laughed. "The ride is apt to get pretty bumpy."
"You really like all these mirrors, don't you?"
"Yes, I know that it's vanity, that I'm narcissistic, but I like to watch myself when I fuck. Have you ever fucked Aunt Laura in front of a mirror?"
"No."
"You should, every woman is a little bit of a showoff, like that young woman in the Jacuzzi."
"That young woman in the Jacuzzi was more than a little bit of a showoff," he laughed.
"Yeah, some of us are out-and-out exhibitionists, but guys like it because most of you are voyeurs anyway. I think I'll have a glass of champagne. Do you want one?"
"No, I think I'll just lie here and rest."
"Good idea," she laughed as she got off the bed, "you're going to need it." She got a glass of champagne and got back on the bed and sat by his hip. "You know, this stuff might be cheap, but it isn't bad." She picked up his prized possession and fondled it idly. "I think I've got a voyeuristic streak, too. The other night, I did a threesome with a married couple, and fucking her husband with her watching really turned me on."
"Why are you telling me that?"
She squeezed his cock gently. "Because I thought it might put fire in your balls and make your cock get hard faster." She held his dick loosely and beat it rapidly a few minutes. "Something seems to be working," she chuckled.
The sex-haunted atmosphere of the motel room and her uninhibited behavior were as potent as Spanish Fly, and his cock stood at attention, as stiff as if he hadn't touched a woman in months. She measured his male pride with a steady eye and the small spots of pink pleasure on her cheeks told him that she was more than pleased with what she was holding.
"God, Aunt Laura must purr like a tiger when you put that whopper in her," she breathed.
"She's never complained," he said.
She played a little squeezing game until the glans of his cock was a helmet of hard flesh, then got over him on her hands and knees, pummeled his face with her dangling tits, then put a nipple to his lips and whispered, "Suck."
Her milk bud felt like his thumb between his lips, and he held the firm, warm flesh with both hands and sucked avidly, then opened his mouth as wide as he could, but trying to take more than a fraction of her big mound into his mouth was as-likely as a man swallowing a whale.
His hard prick drew his attention again, and he said softly, "Let's fuck."
She grinned and licked her lips. "That's why we're here, baby, but I warn you, once is never enough for me, and you can't have it unless you're willing to give me all I want."
"I'm damned sure willing to try," he said eagerly. "How do you want it, upside down and backwards while we hang from the ceiling?"
"This cheap room doesn't have a chandelier, honey, so forget about hanging from the ceiling. Let's start with doggie-style and go from there."
She rolled over onto her stomach and knelt on all fours with her ass sticking up in the air. Her foxy rump looked like half-moons in front of him, and he could see her slit peeking through the fuck of blonde hair covering her mound and trailing into the crack of her ass. He caressed her buttocks and kissed each one.
She looked at him in the mirror at the head of the bed, her face and upper chest flushed with carnal excitement, and shook her ass at him impatiently. "Mount me, baby, and see if you can drive me up the wall!"
Chuckling softly, he put both hands between her legs and parted the whiskery lips of her snatch enough for the head of his prick to enter her. Her slit came open with a faint kissing sound, and he knew that he didn't have to worry about foreplay to get her wet and ready. He'd never known a woman who turned on so quickly. He had to say one thing for her, she might be young, but she knew who she was and what pleased her sexually.
He lodged his knob in her hot, juicy sex chamber, put his hand on the sides of her hips to hold her steady and horsed the rest of his rigid rod all the way up her tunnel of lust and didn't stop until he felt his balls pressed against the thick mat of her pubic hair and the bones of his pelvis against the firm mounds of her ass and he was into her as deep as a man could get. To his surprise and pleasure, she was real tight, tighter than his wife, who probably hadn't fucked nearly as much even though she was older by several years.
He let her get the feel of his big meat as he reached under her with his right hand and found her large clit and rolled it between his thumb and index finger until he had her sobbing and moaning with lust.
"Oh, fuck, Uncle Chuck," she whimpered, "that's wonderful! Fuck me, baby, fuck your horny niece good!"
Bent on giving her everything she wanted, even if it took all night, he continued to tease her love button and fucked her with long, slow strokes, and after several minutes of persistent poking, he felt a decided shift of her sexual gears. She seemed to go crazy with pleasure, and he liked that. To prove it, he screwed her harder and faster, making the water bed slosh and gurgle.
She raised her arms and put her palms flat against the mirror at the head of bed and stared at him as she shoved her ass back at him on every thrust. Getting her salacious cunt stuffed from the rear was something she could never get enough of, and her tongue hung out in pure bliss.
"Ride me, Uncle Chuck," she wailed, "ride my pussy hard."
He could feel her long cunt lips clinging to his hard rod on each retreating stroke, and with the ensuing thrust, the lips rolled in and the head of his prick smothered the mouth of her hungry womb.
He fucked her until sweat was trickling down the crack of his ass and she had cum more times than he could count, but happily, he was nowhere near having a climax. He seemed to have one of those eternal hard-ons, the kind that stay forever, and he could imagine himself going down a whole line of hot cunts, screwing each one until juice poured out of their scarlet slits like melted honey.
Her cunt twitched and clenched like a velvet-covered fist as she came again and again, then she spasmed harder as the strongest orgasm yet washed over her.
Her pussy sap poured over his slapping balls and his rapidly pistoning prick amid a mixed chorus of her groans, and he didn't mind at all that she was having more fun than he was. He knew he could afford to wait. His tool would be good for another hour, at least. Or so he thought.
She twisted and bucked vigorously, exercising fabulous muscle control, and he felt his control slipping away. He clung to her lush hips and moved with her, giving as good as he was getting, and tried to drive her up the wall. He gave up the effort and shuddered hard and blew his wad into her.
She caught his eye in the mirror and grinned. "Who am I, baby?"
"The hottest bitch I've ever met," he panted, "and just about the best piece of ass I've ever had."
She laughed and tightened her cunt muscles around his dick. "Only just about? Well, you'll change your mind before I get through with you. I'm going to suck and fuck you more than you've ever been sucked and fucked."
She turned around and lifted his limp, sticky cock with her tongue and slurped the head into her mouth. She swallowed him whole, and he grunted with intense pleasure. Holding his dick firmly between her lips, she pushed him onto his back and knelt at his side, her belly sucked up and her large tits dangling and her thick nipples brushing his thighs.
She took his cock out of her mouth and rubbed the head over her lips and licked the length of his shaft, running her tongue up and down, slurping up her own juice and leaving a trail of warm saliva, then swallowed about half of his shaft and sucked deeply.
He sighed as her mouth sent shock waves of pleasure racing through him, then realized that his balls were swollen like walnuts again. He tried to pull his cock away from her and push her onto her back. "I want to fuck you again," he said.
"Don't get ahead of me, baby," she snickered as she straddled his body. "Before long, you'll be begging me to stop."
He thought she was going to top-fuck him, but she had other ideas. She sat down and slid up his body until her ass was on his chest and her furry pussy was right under her chin, then grabbed a handful of hair in her right hand and lifted his head as she put her left hand in her crotch and spread the lips of her succulent snatch. "Eat," she said softly.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Jessica's instructions were unnecessary. Chuck's lower face was already buried in the juicy folds of her cunt, her weeping hole was on his lips, her clit was mashed against the tip of his nose, and he didn't have any choice.
"Stick your tongue in my hole, baby," she cooed, "and taste my well-fucked little cunt." She wiggled her shapely ass around, smearing her twat all over his face. "Suck my juice out and drink it."
He didn't even think of refusing. He stabbed his tongue into her hot honey pot, withdrew it and savored the tangy taste, then put it back in her hole and worked it in and out, like a slender cock fucking her hairy twat.
"That's right, baby," she murmured, wiggling her ass as his tongue dipped into the core of her sex again, "fuck me with your tongue. Make my pussy feel good."
She flipped over and put her snatch back on his mouth before he even knew that it was gone and stretched out on top of him, facing his feet. His cock was hard again, and stood up right in front of her face from the thatch of hair in his groin, like a flagpole in a patch of brown grass. She stuck her tongue way out and dragged it from the root of his tool to the head, then curled her tongue around the shiny knob. His tongue slid up her wet slit and danced a little jig on her joy buzzer, and she wiggled her ass to show her appreciation.
"Oh, baby, that feels so good," she whispered. "If you keep licking my clit that way, I'll cum for you."
He was pretty sure that she'd cum if he just breathed on her clit. His enthusiastic tonguing set her body afire and her toes curled and uncurled reflexively as she licked his dick like it was a big peppermint stick.
He put his hands on the bottom of her ass and licked her faster, and she squirmed her cunt around energetically, rubbing her clit harder against his tongue. An instant before her orgasm started, she took his cock deep into her throat and sucked impetuously as she came.
He jerked his hips up and down and fucked her fantastic mouth and licked her clit rapidly as she squirmed and bucked on top of him, snorting and snuffling around her mouthful of hot cock and cumming fiercely. She amazed him. No matter how often she came, her last orgasm was as intense as her first. He didn't have all that much experience, but he'd never met a woman like his lascivious young niece.
She surprised him again by sucking his cock deeper into her throat and climaxing again. His tongue was tiring, but he stayed with her, determined not to give up the fight until she was satisfied. Thankfully, that didn't take as long as he feared, and she rolled off him and lay on her back, breathing deeply, slight shudders running through her body.
"That was fantastic, baby," she purred. Her right hand slinked over to his groin and wrapped around his hard cock. "If you lick Aunt Laura that way, she must spend half her time with your tongue in her pussy." She jerked his cock harder and faster, pumping it up to its full volume. "Do you like to get top-fucked?"
"Honey, I like it any way I can get it," he laughed.
"How often does Aunt Laura get on top and fuck you?"
"Not often enough."
"Well, I'll just have to have a heart to heart talk with her."
"Don't you dare!"
She giggled and climbed over him and stuck the thick, crimson-colored knob of his stiff rod between the lips of her twat. "I want it all the way in," she hissed, "all the way to your balls!" The blunt head of his prick nosed between the drizzling lips of her slit and she snapped her ass down, feeding his rod into her snatch faster.
His cock slid in easily, disappearing into her hot box right before his eyes, swallowed up by the hot maw of her quim without him having to do anything but lie there.
"Now, my dear uncle, I'm going to fuck your brains out!"
"I don't know if I can cum again," he said doubtfully. "You've already got me off twice."
"I know how many times you've cum, baby. Don't worry about it, just enjoy the way I fuck you and if you cum, fine. I like to feel your cum squirting into me, but I'll cum even if you don't. I guarantee it!"
"I think you can cum just thinking about it," he chuckled.
"Not quite," she cackled, "but I do cum a little every time I suck a cock or lick a pussy." She leaned forward and put her hands on the bed by his head and her big mammary mound dangled in front of his face, jiggling and bouncing as she humped her ass up and down, and her big nipples pointed down at him, hard and stiff. "Suck my tits," she whispered.
He caressed her back and shoulders and nibbled and licked and sucked her tit tips. The walls of her cunt tensed and relaxed and rippled around his prong, the same way her soft lips and hot mouth felt when she blew him, and he knew without a doubt that he'd never had his cock in a more incredible hole.
The hairy oval of her snatch stretched wide, she bucked rapidly up to the very tip of his dick, then let her ass down slowly, burying his shaft all the way up her sheath and savoring the feel of his thick love muscle filling her.
Suddenly, she spasmed hard and humped furiously as her climax came in like thundering waves and swept over her, her pussy clutching at his prick as if trying to milk it and her juice inundating it.
He tried to follow her, tried to keep his cock buried deep in her as she bucked and jerked, and barely succeeded. Then, astonishingly, he felt another orgasm stirring in his loins. Afraid that she would dismount before he came, he grabbed her hips and tried to hold her steady as he slammed his cock into her.
Lost in the throes of her orgasm, she was unaware of anything but her own little piece of paradise, she was uttering inane gibberish in a keening wail and fucking frenziedly, and he couldn't have held her still with four hands.
He pumped into her with all his might, striving for his own orgasm, and her juice was pouring out and trickling down his cock and over his balls and into the crack of his ass, and then it was there. He didn't believe it, but he was cumming again, pouring his hot sperm into her spastic twat and fucking her so hard, her knees were leaving the bed and her ass was bobbing like a big white cork on choppy water.
Ragged, sobbing sounds burbled out of her throat as she felt his cock throbbing in her depths and his hot cream splashing into her, thick and gooey, and so damn thrilling! She reached around and grabbed his nuts and squeezed them gently, and they felt large and hot and hairy between her nimble fingers.
When her orgasm finally played itself out and she felt satisfied, at least for the moment, she rolled off him and lay spread-eagle on the bed.
"Ahhh, Uncle Chuck, that was one fine fuck," she sighed. "God, I love to fuck, and there's just nothing in the world quite like a good cum."
He didn't say anything, and she looked at him and saw that he was asleep. She chuckled, got out of bed and went to the bathroom and washed her pussy, then came back to bed. Very carefully, she licked his cock, then snuggled down by him and went to sleep.
When she woke, she was lying on her left side, facing him with her left arm draped over him. He was still asleep, and his right hand was between her legs and his finger was in her pussy. Never one to pass up a good opportunity, she slid her left hand down and gripped his cock and stroked it gently.
His eyelids fluttered and opened slightly and he peered at her uncomprehending for a moment, then he realized where he was and who was playing with his cock, and his eyes popped wide open and he muttered, "How did I ever let this happen?"
"You didn't let it happen, I made it happen. Fucking you was one of my big fantasies, and I just had to live it out."
"Do you live out all of your fantasies?"
"Most of them, so far," she chuckled, "but I've still got a few left."
"Well, I don't want to know about them," he said firmly.
"Oh, but you do, baby, because some of them include you."
He closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, she was still lying there, smiling coyly and playing with his cock. "What time is it?"
"Too early to get up and too late to go back to sleep," she said. "Your cock is hard."
"I know," he replied, fully aware that he was under her sexual spell and might as well enjoy it while he could.
She rolled over and got on her hands and knees and looked at him over her shoulder, looking like the proverbial siren with her long blonde hair hanging down around her lust-laden face. "Come on, baby," she whispered, "you know that you want it."
Knowing it all too well, he knelt behind her, held his prick in his right hand and stuck the head in her hot little honey hole and flipped his hips forward.
"Oh, fuck, yes, baby," she whimpered, "shove it to me! Give your horny niece all of your wonderful cock and fuck my brains out!"
He grabbed her lush hips and levered his hips forward, burying his cock to the hilt in her slick gap in one fell swoop, and his hips worked back and forth smoothly, like two well-oiled hinges as he fucked his hot niece briskly.
She lifted her head and stared into the mirror at the head of the bed. She could see her reflection from the front, the sides and the top, even see his long piston sliding in and out, probing the depths of her tight love tunnel, and the salacious sight thrilled her. Fiery tendrils of carnal hunger made every nerve ending in her body tingle, a deep blush of acute sexual excitement spread over her chest and her thick tit tips were rigid and pointed, confirming that her orgasm was imminent.
"Oh, yes, baby, fuck me! Oh, Uncle Chuck, your big fucking cock feels so fucking good!"
He clung to her hips and plowed her fertile furrow with long, hard strokes, lifting her off her knees each time he slammed all the way in.
Her body twisted and contorted, writhed and undulated as her lecherous uncle fucked her to another superb climax. Her wails became louder, her voice wavering from deep contralto to an almost shrill soprano, and her body went into convulsions as her sex gun fired relentlessly.
He continued to fuck her with mighty thrusts, driving her beyond the peak, into the never-never land of utter gratification, then sat down on the bed, pulling her back with him, his cock anchored deep in her greedy snatch.
She wasn't through with his prick. It was still hard, still wedged securely in her spastic channel, and there was no way she could ignore such a serendipitous situation. She squatted over his loins and threw her ass up and down urgently, sparking herself to yet another orgasm on his prod, then she sat up and put her left hand on her tits and tweaked her nipples as her right hand flew into her crotch. Two fingers skated between the stretched lips of her cunt, captured her clit, and started wiggling rapidly.
He lay still and let her ride his cock and watched her in the mirror as she masturbated.
Bouncing up and down gently, she looked into the mirror at the head of the bed again and watched her uncle's cock appear and disappear. The sight gave her a sense of watching that horny movie on the TV, and turned her on even more, and she popped again.
She put her hands on his legs so she could work her ass up and down faster, and he put his hands on her ass and thrust up to meet her. After a couple of false starts, they got their act together and her ass zipped up and down, her hot hole going from one end of his long dong to the other, alternately swallowing his meat and spitting it out, hanging onto his broad cockhead on the upswing.
He thrust faster as his own climax came closer, and she rode him like a champion bareback rider, taking all the cock he could give her and loving every second of it. Then her ass became a blur of motion, her whimpers and squeals of elation filled the room and her body twisted into nearly impossible contortions when she started cumming.
She felt his cum gush into her burning depths and tried to continue fucking him, but succeeded only in squeezing and relaxing her cunt muscles around his prick as he pumped into her with hard strokes that bounced her ass up and down.
Her orgasm subsided and she quickly dismounted and knelt by his hip, wrapped her fist around his slick dick, put her mouth over the head and locked her lips just below the crown, and sucked avidly as she jacked him rapidly.
He pushed himself up his elbows and watched her. "God, baby, you're amazing," he grunted.
His body vibrated, his prick erupted and filled her mouth with cum, and this time, she swallowed every delicious drop.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Jessica waited until Chuck gave Laura a kiss, then shooed him out of the room and kissed Laura on the forehead and sat on the side of the bed.
"I'm sorry that I didn't get here sooner, Aunt Laura."
"Chuck explained everything to me when he called last night," Laura replied, "and I'm just glad that you could come at all, honey. My girlfriend stayed with me last night, but she didn't do much and I'm afraid everything is a mess."
"I'll take care of everything. How long has it been since you had a bath?"
"A couple days," Laura said. "I've been so feverish, I couldn't bear the thought of getting in a tub of hot water."
"I'll give you a sponge bath, and we'll go from there," Jessica said.
Jessica found Chuck and sent him in search of a wash basin, then went into the kitchen and looked around. The sink was full of dirty dishes and the stove was loaded with dirty pots and pans. She grimaced and shook her head. It was just like a man to leave clear evidence that he wasn't capable of domestic chores or felt they were beneath him.
She took the dusty basin from Chuck, cleared a space in the sink so she could wash it, then filled it with cool water and took it to the bedroom. From the bathroom, she got a bar of soap, had to go to the linen closet for a clean washcloth and a towel, then went back to the bedroom and removed Laura's nightgown.
Laura giggled and blushed slightly. "I feel silly," she said softly.
"You don't look like one," Jessica chuckled.
Laura's tits were quite a bit smaller than Jessica's, but they were more than a double handful and looked very firm, perfectly molded cones with small, pale areolae and thick stubby nipples. Her feet were dainty, as befit her small stature, her ankles were slender, her legs were well-shaped and her thighs were a little heavier than she might have liked.
Jessica wanted to caress her aunt's small body and suck her pretty tit buds right then and there, but that would probably shock Laura right out of her skin, and she was here to help, not cause trouble. She sat Laura up and washed and dried her face, neck, and her upper chest, then paused, wondering if she should wash her tits or let her do it. She wanted badly to touch the cute mounds, and that would be one way of doing it without arousing suspicion.
Laura sat with her eyes closed, breathing deeply. "Nobody's bathed me in years and years," she whispered.
"Am I embarrassing you?"
"No," Laura breathed, "don't take it wrong, but I like it."
Jessica chuckled softly and washed and dried her aunt's tits. "Doesn't Chuck ever bathe you?"
"As a prelude to sex? I don't think the idea has ever occurred to him."
Fully aware that she might be getting into something she shouldn't, Jessica said, "Sometimes, you have to lead the horse to water and hope he drinks." She laid Laura back and washed and dried her belly.
"Good analogy," Laura said. "We don't communicate as well as we used to. We talk about money and things like that, but we seldom talk about sex."
Jessica pulled Laura's legs apart gently and looked at her pussy. As Chuck said, Laura's bush was nearly as lavish as her own, and she could see her aunt's cute little slit peeking out. She caught herself before she went too far and washed and dried the left leg. "You probably don't talk much during sex then. If you don't, you're missing a lot of fun."
"You sound as if you know."
"I do," Jessica said simply. She washed and dried Laura's right leg and her crotch, then said softly, "Turn over."
Laura lay quietly as Jessica washed and dried her back and the crack of her ass.
Jessica patted Laura's left buttock tenderly and said, "There, all done. Where do you keep your clean nightgowns?"
"In the big dresser, second drawer on the left," Laura said.
Jessica dressed her aunt, sat her in a chair and changed the bed, then put Laura in it and tucked her in.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"As much as I wanted," Laura replied. "What's that old adage, feed a fever and starve a cold?"
"I can never remember how it goes," Jessica laughed, "but you've got the flu, not a cold. I'll bring you some hot tea and toast and maybe some fresh fruit, if I can find some."
"Send Chuck out for some," Laura said. "He ought to make himself useful somehow."
"Don't be too hard on him, honey," Jessica laughed, "he's just a man."
Jessica sent Chuck out for fresh fruit, started a load of laundry, then tackled the kitchen. She worked steadily and efficiently, and by mid-morning could see the light at the end of the tunnel. She brewed a pot of tea, toasted and buttered two slices of bread, sliced a pear, and went to the bedroom to chat with Laura while she ate.
By noon, Jessica had most of the laundry done and ready to fold, and the kitchen was clean. Chuck had disappeared after bringing the fruit, so she fixed soup and toast for Laura and a sandwich and glass of milk for herself and took it into the bedroom.
Chuck came home for dinner, and whatever he'd been doing, he'd worked up an appetite. "The house looks great, dinner is real good," he said.
"And you thought my only talents were in bed," she teased.
"Laura will probably go to sleep early tonight. I'll wait until I'm sure she won't wake up, then come to your room."
"No, Uncle Chuck, I won't do that to Aunt Laura, not in her own house. Besides, you can't be sure she won't wake up."
"Come on, Jessica, damn it, I want you! What will it take?"
"For Aunt Laura to say it's okay, or agree for all three of us to do it together."
"Don't hold your breath until she does either one," he said. "Suppose we get out of the house, just for a while?"
"Well, that might work, but not tonight. She isn't feeling well enough for me to leave her alone without feeling guilty."
The next day, Jessica bathed Laura again, then cleaned the house, and spent most of the day in Laura's room, chatting. She had a nice dinner ready when Chuck came home from work, and they made small talk without mentioning sex or how they were going to get away from the house.
By the following evening, Laura was feeling better, and she called Jessica and Chuck into her room. "Chuck, Jessica has been working so hard, she hasn't been out of the house for more than a few minutes at a time. Why don't you take her to a movie? Or maybe she'd like to go up on the bluff and see the city lights."
The suggestion that they go up on the bluff startled him. That's where they went when they were feeling frisky and wanted to make out in the car. It was the place where most of the people in town went when they wanted to make out in the car, and didn't have another place to go to make out. He looked at his wife, and she smiled slyly and nodded slightly.
Jessica knew something was going on between them, and kept her silence.
They both kissed Laura and left the room, and Chuck laughed softly and put his arm around Jessica's waist.
"Aunt Laura gave you some sort of message in there," Jessica said, deliberately rubbing her hip against his as they went outside.
"Maybe, but I'm not sure," he replied.
"But you're willing to take the chance anyway," she said, making a statement, not asking a question.
"I'm willing to take the chance," he agreed. "You're worth it."
When they got to the car, Jessica turned to face him, knowing that he wanted to kiss her, and wanting it as badly as he did.
Laura peeked through the curtains just as Chuck took Jessica in his arms. She smiled, then hurried back to bed.
Chuck hugged Jessica tightly and kissed her.
God, did he kiss her! He didn't say anything to spoil the moment, just took her in his arms and kissed her hard. She got a little giddy, tingling all over from the heat of his kiss and she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back with all her being and eagerly accepted his tongue into her mouth.
She felt his cock against her leg, knew that it was already hard, and thrust her tongue into his mouth with a soft moan. He sucked hungrily on her tongue and put his hand on one of her tits and gently squeezed the large mound and rubbed his palm over her rapidly hardening nipple.
She backed away suddenly, breathing hard and said, "Not here, not in front of your house. Laura might look out the window and see us."
She buckled her seat belt and sat quietly as he drove up to the bluff, going as fast as he safely could. There were several cars already on the bluff, and he turned off the headlights and glanced around slowly to find a place where they could see the city lights.
"It's beautiful," she said softly.
"The lights are brighter because of the atmosphere out here," he said. "Back East, the humidity is a lot higher, and the air is thicker."
"I've never been back East," she said quietly, turning in the seat to face him. "Was Aunt Laura telling you that it's okay if you fuck me?"
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
He laughed softly. "How the hell do I know? I don't understand women any better than I understand why the universe is here."
"I hope that's what she was doing," Jessica said.
"Even if it was, don't get any big ideas about her doing a threesome with you and me. When we did that threesome with another guy, she never mentioned it, and I still don't know if she liked it."
She leaned against him and let him hold her and fondle her. "Oh, Uncle Chuck," she whispered.
He kissed her and slid his hands under her top, and she shivered when his hands cupped her naked tits. Her pussy gushed, her nipples puffed up and stiffened, and her tits swelled.
He broke the kiss and gazed at her chest. "God, baby, your tits are magnificent...great...just great!"
"Aunt Laura's tits are so neat," she whispered, "so firm and perfectly shaped, like beautiful melons."
"She said that you gave her a bath. Did you feel her up?" He caressed her back and slid his hands down to her ass.
"No, but I sure wanted to!" She moved closer and rolled partially onto her hip.
"It's a good thing that you didn't, or she would have thrown you out." He put his hand under her skirt and the tips of his fingers moved into the cleft of her ass.
His fingers felt good. Her mind and body inflamed with carnal desire, she slid her tongue into his mouth and crowded closer. His fingers moved down the cleft of her ass, toward her pussy, and his left hand slithered up the inside of her naked thigh. She reached down and rubbed her hand over his throbbing erection, then circled the throbbing bulge through his pants.
She tilted her head back slightly and whispered, "Your cock feels bigger than it did the other night."
"Yeah, it probably is. The other night, you caught me by surprise, and I've been thinking about this for two days."
"Whatever, it's going to feel so good stuffed deep in my cunt!"
She tugged his zipper down, and it thrilled her to let her fingers sneak stealthily into his pants. She touched his cock with the tips of her fingers, and her heart hammered with excitement. The headlights of a car bathed them in light, and he jerked her hand out of his pants and pushed him away.
"Let's get in the back seat, where we won't be so conspicuous," she whispered, filled with rampant young lust, so excited, she was trembling.
They tumbled into the back seat where there was no steering wheel to get in their way. His hand slid under her tank top again and she moved closer to him as provocative thrills coursed through her nipples. She leaned back and he kissed her throat, then her top pushed up and rained tiny kisses on her heaving tits. She almost gasped when he took a nipple into his mouth. She loved it! She was on fire!
She touched her lips to his very lightly, then abruptly kissed him hard and thrust her tongue into his mouth, and her lips came alive and her kiss became more passionate when he cupped one of her firm tits and squeezed it.
His hand left her tit and slid under her skirt, and she moaned into his mouth and let her legs fall open. She felt him raising her skirt, and a ball of fire flared in her belly. His fingers crawled up the inside of her bare thigh, and she closed her eyes and the whole world seemed to sway back and forth.
When she felt his hand on the crotch of her panties, she grasped his throbbing cock and jerked it gently and opened her legs wider, letting him feel her up as freely as he wanted. He kept pressing until her panties were up in her pussy slit, then cupped her prominent cunt mound, and she broke the kiss and caressed his cheek tenderly.
"I get all gooey inside when you touch my pussy," she whispered. She flipped her skirt up and pushed his hand away, then stuck one finger under her panties and dug them out of her slit and pulled them aside. "See, you can see how wet I am." She looked down and giggled, then sighed deeply. "I'm really hot, Uncle Chuck." She kissed his lips quickly. "Do you like hot women, Uncle Chuck?"
"They're my favorite kind," he chuckled.
"Is Aunt Laura really hot, Uncle Chuck? When I bathed her, I think she got a little turned on."
"Probably just imagination," he said as he slid his finger up and down her slit, then slowly pushed it up into her wet fuck canal. "She wouldn't get turned by a woman, no matter what you did to her."
Jessica shivered and licked her lips. She suspected that he didn't know his wife as well as he thought, and the thought that she had even the most remote chance of getting her tongue in her aunt's pussy fired her passions like they'd never been fired. "Oh, Uncle Chuck, I want you to fuck me!" What she really wanted was to fuck her aunt, but her uncle was the only one there right then, so she'd gladly settle for him.
He put his lips on hers, and she kissed back hungrily, and lifted her ass when he tugged at her panties. They went down easily, onto her thighs, past her knees, and down her calves.
She freed one foot and kicked them off and his hand went to her cunt, feeling, probing, and his finger entered her again, sliding smoothly into her slick sex sheath.
Getting felt up by her uncle excited her all the more and she lost all contact with reality, her passion knowing no bounds. She disentangled one arm and gripped his stiff cock and stroked it slowly, trembling with carnal desire, panting for his cock!
"Jessica, Jessica, you hot little bitch," he whispered. "Let me get my pants down. I don't want the zipper to scratch your tender little pussy."
"Yes," she sighed, hanging onto his marvelous prick as he pushed his pants down. She spread her legs for him and he settled into her saddle and she guided the velvet tip of his spear to her oily sex channel. "Fuck me, Uncle Chuck," she cried, "I want it so badly!"
"So do I, you hot bitch," he murmured.
The head of his cock slipped into her cunt, and she almost passed out from the sheer pleasure. His cock felt so good, so big, so alive, and she was so shameless, not only fucking her uncle, but helping him cheat on his wonderful wife in the process. Well, that's the way life works sometimes, and she wanted him to fuck her, make her feel deliriously good, make her cum. She wanted to cum, oh, God, did she ever want to cum!
His big cock slid into her tight little hole effortlessly, and she grunted her approval and hunched her ass up to get all of his rod seated. His prick felt so huge, so very hot and hard and throbbing, and filled her little cunny so completely, she could almost feel the thick veins.
He moved, slowly, deliberately, fucking her so beautifully, and she was so excited, she thought she would go through the top of the car. It had been only two days since she'd fucked him into exhaustion and she shouldn't have been so excited by his prick, but she was. She didn't try to take the time to analyze it. His cock felt wonderful and while she had it, she was going to enjoy it to the fullest.
He held her tightly, his mouth against her ear, his cock deep in her belly, fucking slowly in and out of her superheated cunt, and sucked her ear lobe, then whispered, "Oh, damn, Jessica, I don't care if you are my niece, your cunt feels so fucking good! You sweet little bitch, your cunt is so fucking tight, and I love to fuck you."
His obscene remarks excited her even more. She didn't reply. She didn't want to talk, she wanted to immerse herself in the way his cock felt, to enjoy it to the fullest. She wanted him to fuck her and make her cum. She wanted so badly to cum! She was so near already, and cumming was such sweet bliss.
"Looking back, I should have recognized you sooner," he muttered. "You're a fuck, Jessica. You were born a fuck."
"Yes, Uncle Chuck, yes," she hissed. "I knew before you did that you wanted to fuck me, and I wanted your cock in me so badly! Fuck me, Uncle Chuck, I'm going to cum!"
"I won't be far behind," he groaned.
"No," she shrieked, "don't cum yet! Keep fucking me, but don't cum yet! Keep fucking me, but don't cum yet!"
Oh, God, she was cumming so hard! She didn't want it to ever end. She wanted him to fuck her all night. She didn't care that they were crammed into the back seat of a car for their illicit fuck. She didn't care that she was a wanton slut and that he was a cheating husband. She felt utterly exhilarated, her whole body tingled with the thrill of his cock, and she just wanted to keep getting off.
He continued to fuck her hard, holding back his own climax with an effort, and she lay under him, jerking and moaning with pleasure, until her orgasm started to recede.
"You can cum now, Uncle Chuck," she said softly. "I want you to spurt inside me, want you to feel the same thing I'm feeling."
"I'm going to cum," he grunted.
She felt his cock swell and even felt his thick spunk spewing into her. She didn't cum again, but his climax gave her a sweet, contended feeling. She had made him cum. Her body, her cunt, had surrounded him and brought him to the height of ecstasy, had made him shoot his jism into her belly, and she always felt so satisfied, so much like a complete woman when she used her body to satisfy her partner. She thought she had another orgasm then, but everything was so hazy, she wasn't sure. She just knew that he was lying exhausted on top of her, his magnificent prick going limp inside her cunt.
"Thank you, Uncle Chuck," she whispered hoarsely. "I needed that so badly. If I don't get fucked every day, I start to get bitchy, and it's certainly been more than a day!"
He sat up and wiped his cock with his handkerchief, and she found her panties and put them on so his cum wouldn't run down her legs.
"I didn't mean all those ugly things I said about you, Jessica. I was so turned on, so hot for you. I guess it made it more exciting to talk like that. Maybe I was putting the blame on you because I wanted so badly to fuck you."
"Hey, it was just what I wanted." She felt all warm and comfy inside as she kissed his lips lightly. "It excited me, too, and you didn't say anything that isn't true."
They drove in silence, and she thought about having to go back home soon. The flu didn't last that long, and after Aunt Laura was feeling better, she wouldn't have a reason to stay. Maybe if she tried real hard, she could think up some excuse to say at least a few more days.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The next day, Laura was feeling much better, but she faked it so Jessica wouldn't leave right away. A nefarious scheme was hatching in her mind, and she had to have time for it to formulate and mature.
Shortly before dinner, Laura took a bath by herself, dabbed Chuck's favorite perfume in all the right places, then put on the thinnest, slinkiest nightgown she owned and joined Jessica and Chuck at the table for dinner.
"Well, look who's here," Chuck said. "I thought you were going to stay in bed forever."
"Not by myself," Laura laughed.
"I guess that means you don't need me any more," Jessica said. "Uncle Chuck, can you take me home tomorrow?"
"He can't afford to take the time off work right now," Laura said quickly. "He missed two days to bring you here, and we need the money."
Chuck closed his mouth and gave his wife a funny look.
"Well, maybe I can take the bus," Jessica said. Her aunt's sharp response surprised her, but she let it pass. Laura had been ill, after all.
"A bus trip that far is too long and too boring," Laura said.
Chuck was still in the dark, but Jessica thought something funny was going on.
"Oh," Jessica said, "well, maybe I can get a seat on one of those cheap airlines."
"I don't like those things," Laura said. "I'm always afraid they're going to fall out of the air. Unless there's some reason you absolutely have to rush home, why don't you stay a few more days? Who knows, I might have a relapse and need you, and you'd be back in Denver."
Now, Jessica knew that something funny was going. She just didn't know what. People don't usually have a relapse of flu, so it wasn't very-likely that Laura would. Maybe things weren't as rosy between them as Chuck said and Laura wanted to keep her there and use her presence as an excuse for not having sex with him. "No," she said, "I don't have to rush home." Carol and Hillary and Warren would be there when she got back, and the old adage said that absence made the heart grow fonder. She didn't really believe it, not with love anyway, but it was as good an excuse as any.
"Good, I want you to say a while longer," Laura said. She crossed her knife and fork on her plate and patted her tummy. "Dinner was very good, honey, but I just can't eat another bite. I guess my appetite for food isn't back yet."
"I baked a cherry pie," Jessica said.
"Oh, I've got room for that," Laura laughed.
Jessica cleared the table and served pie and coffee, and they ate in silence.
"Now," Laura said, "I think I need to lie down. Chuck, will you help me? My knees feel a little weak."
Jessica gave up trying to figure out what was going on with her aunt, cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher.
Laura held onto Chuck's arm as they walked down the hall to their bedroom. The moment they were in the room, she turned to him and delicately caressed his cock through his pants, then melted into his arms and kissed him with all the passion she could muster.
Her abrupt ardor startled Chuck, but he recovered quickly and bunched up her short gown and put his hands on her bare ass. She gurgled into his mouth, a naughty sound that expressed precisely how she felt, and ground her mound against his cock, feeling wanton and mischievous and hornier than a Texas steer. She held him in a tenacious embrace and kissed him exuberantly, hungrily, and tried to shove her tongue all the way down his throat.
He fondled her bare ass and pulled her lower tummy against his cock as he returned her kiss her with equal fervor, then had to come up for air. "God damn," he breathed, licking her lips tenderly, "you're really hot tonight."
She chuckled, her voice low and sultry. "Do you know how long it's been since you fucked me?"
"Several days," he replied.
"Will you lick me before you fuck me?" Her plan might not work, but she could close her eyes pretend that it was Jessica licking her. "You know how wild I get when you lick me," she said breathlessly.
He pulled her gown over her head and she plastered her lips to his and backed up toward the bed. He put his hands on her tits and pretended to guide her, and she chuckled into his mouth.
She felt the back of her legs hit the bed and sat down and cut her eyes up at him with a flirtatious look. "Is your tongue in good form tonight, baby?"
He stuck his tongue all the way out and waggled it at her. "What do you think? You wear a sexy nightgown to dinner and flaunt your sexuality and expect me not to notice?"
"Are you saying I'm acting like a wanton woman?"
"Yes, and you know it."
"Sure, but a woman-likes to know that her efforts were noticed," she giggled.
"You're something else," he laughed, tossing his clothes helter-skelter as he tore them off.
"You'd better believe it, baby!" She rotated on her ass and lay back on the bed with her legs open and her arms folded under her head to lift and emphasize her tits. "Jessica is bigger all over, especially her tits, but I still think that I'm Grade-A prime pussy."
He stood with his hands on his hips and his stout prick standing proudly out from his groin, pulsating with his heartbeats, and his blood racing through his veins, leaving a path of fire as he gazed lovingly at her naked body. "What's Jessica got to do with anything? Your body is fabulous."
"You say the nicest things," she murmured, glad that she didn't have to answer his question about his sexy niece. She took a deep breath and arched her back slightly, lifting her tits a little higher, accenting them a little more.
He lay down on his side, facing her, and she turned to face him and reached for his cock and fondled it lovingly.
"I like to play with your cock," she whispered. She turned around and lay on her side facing him and ran the tip of her forefinger around the bulging ridge at the base of his cockhead. "Outstanding," she muttered. She wrapped her fist around the bare knob loosely and rotated it, slid it down on the shaft and kissed the sensitive tip, then curled her tongue all the way around the knob. "Adorable," she whispered affectionately. She sat up and leaned over the other way and kissed him on the mouth. "Now, it's your turn to lick me, baby."
"You can go right ahead with what you're doing, I don't mind."
"Oh, I'm pretty sure that you'll get your cock sucked plenty before we're through," she giggled, her ardor running in high gear.
She pivoted on her ass and flopped back with her head on a pillow, and straddled her thighs without putting any weight on her legs, his cock lying along the silky flesh of her inner thighs with the head nestled into the thick thatch of dark blonde hair covering her crotch, then bent down and brushed the tip of his tongue along each side of her neck, then up her throat.
Her nipples tightened, her pussy tingled, goose bumps popped up all over her body and her insides became a quivering mass of thrilling sensations. "Oh, that tickles," she giggled happily, tilting her head back so his tongue could tickle her under the chin.
He licked across her left shoulder, down the top of her arm with long, light strokes of his tongue, licked the underside of her arm, her armpit, and onto her chest and between her stately tits, swirled his tongue over her left nipple, widening the circle, leaving rings of glistening saliva around her fleshy globe, then went to her right shoulder and repeated the process, ending up at the base of her right tit. He licked her belly, pushed her legs nearly straight out from her hips and licked the inside of her thighs, then caressed where he'd just licked. "There is no more tantalizing sight in the world than a naked woman lying on her back with her legs spread wide open," he murmured. He ran his hands over her hairy mound, then peeled her cunt lips apart and licked the succulent pink furrow. "Your pussy is delicious."
Her breath escaped in a sibilant hiss and she moaned out loud, feeling like a minx in heat, titillated in the most imperceptible nerve in her body.
Jessica was sitting in the living room watching a sitcom with the sound turned down low. She heard an odd sound from Laura's room, then remembered that Chuck was with her, and shrugged it off. She shrugged again, turned off the tube and went to the bathroom in the hall to take a shower.
Chuck ran his tongue through Laura's juicy gash again, and she flexed her knees, planted her feet and tilted her pussy up, every fiber of her being lusting for the thrilling caress of his cunning tongue.
He licked her pussy as thoroughly as he had licked her body, taking particular delight in teasing her turgid clit, pushing it up and down and from side to side under his tongue.
"Ooohhh, baby," Laura whimpered. Her chest heaved as she fought for air, and her mind reeled, inexorably losing the battle to hold onto some semblance of lucidity. From the moment his tongue touched her pussy, she'd had been on the edge of a mind-bending orgasm, and something had to give. "I'm going to cum, baby," she wailed, "I'm going to cum!"
Her body vibrated, her legs twitched, her eyes rolled back in her head and she clamped her legs around his head. She always had powerful orgasms when he licked her, but nothing like this. He could have sworn her that clit doubled in size, growing so large, it felt like he was licking one of her little her nipples.
Finally, her tremors waned and she released his head from her arduous leg-lock and slumped limply. "My God," she exclaimed.
Chuck lifted his head and chuckled. "Welcome back," he said softly. "Did you have a pleasant ride?"
"God, I felt like I had a rocket stuck up my ass," she panted.
He licked her clit and she shivered. He put his mouth over her hole and tongue-fucked her furiously, and she cried out and came again, then grabbed his ears and tugged hard.
"Fuck me," she husked, flexing her knees and opening herself for him.
He knelt between her thighs with his hard cock jutting straight out and his eyes glinting mischievously. He didn't know why she was so turned on, but he wasn't going to let the moment pass. "Will you cum again?"
"Could I stop it, even if I wanted to?" She put her hand over her pussy and rolled her clit under the pad of her middle finger. "Give me your cock, baby!"
He gored her spread snatch with his thick, flaring knob, and she threw her legs up and locked her ankles behind his ass and levered her cunt at him avidly. A warm glow of exhilaration spread over her, turned her body pink, and the fleshy grating of the prominent ridge of his cockhead stoked the lascivious excitement his tongue had generated.
"Ahhhhhh, fantastic," he moaned.
"Oooooo, fabulous," she echoed. She stuck her right hand in her crotch and her fingers wandered around the heft of his cock and the lips of her pussy. She ran her finger over her clit, then frigged herself rapidly and her ass bucked and bounced tumultuously. "Fuck me hard," she gasped, "I'm going to cum."
His rod hammered her cunt like a battering ram, and she let out a piercing wail, locked her legs tighter and fucked him with strenuous, swift lunges of her ass. All he had to do was hang on.
All he could do was hang on. He felt like he was trying to ride a bucking bronco without a saddle.
Jessica heard Laura's wail and wrapped a towel around her and rushed into the hall. Never once did it dawn on her that it might be a wail of pleasure. All she could think of was that Laura was ill and needed her. She rushed into the bedroom and slid to a dead stop with her knees nearly touching the side of the bed.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Laura looked up at Jessica with a dreamy smile and said softly, "Hi," then giggled.
"I heard you scream," Jessica said quickly, "and thought something was wrong." She took a deep breath, then laughed softly. "Obviously, I was wrong. You must be feeling a lot better."
Laura held Chuck in a tight leg-lock so he couldn't move and continued to hump her ass gently up and down. "Oh, darling, I'm sitting on top of the world."
"Well, I'll get out and let you have your fun," Jessica said. "I'm sorry that I intruded."
"That's all right, darling," Laura said. "What did you think of the view from the bluff? Personally, I think looking at the city lights is boring. Doing what people really go up there for is a lot more fun."
Jessica glanced at Chuck, and he opened his eyes wide and shrugged slightly.
Laura caught the little interplay and chuckled under her breath as she reached out and snatched the towel away from Jessica. "You really are built," she said quietly, her eyes wandering leisurely up and down Jessica's voluptuous body.
Chuck looked at his wife silently. Jessica dropped her arms to her sides and let Laura look at her. Chuck cleared his throat. Laura looked at him sharply and tightened her cunt muscles around his cock, and he closed his mouth.
Laura let her legs drop to the bed and looked at Jessica and smiled. Jessica got on the bed and pushed Chuck back and leaned down and licked his cock as it came out of Laura's cunt, then licked Laura's sticky gash.
"Ooooo," Laura murmured, her voice as soft as a summer breeze, "I wondered what it would feel like when you licked me."
Jessica licked Laura's slit again and gave her clit a couple of flicks with the tip of her tongue. "When Chuck finishes fucking you, I'll suck you off," she said.
"God, I can hardly wait," Laura breathed.
A strong surge of excitement electrified Chuck, and he almost shot his wad.
Even more excited than her husband, Laura twisted her nipples and jerked her hips up and down. "Come on, baby, hurry and fuck me so your horny niece can suck my cunt."
Jessica grabbed Chuck's dick and gouged the head into her aunt's pussy. Laura jerked her cunt up and he lurched forward and crammed his cock into the delicate folds of her tight love tunnel.
"Oh, fuck," Laura whispered hoarsely.
Jessica laughed softly and reached between Chuck's legs from the back and cupped his balls in her left hand and slid her right hand down Laura's belly and fingered her clit.
Fucking his wife with his lascivious niece's help raised the level of Chuck's fervor to the boiling point, and he battered Laura's cunt with his throbbing cock.
Laura stared at her husband with passionate eyes and wiggled and hunched impetuously as his cock plundered her cunt and jolts of electricity from Jessica's finger jumped through her body. "Oh, Chuck, darling," she whispered, "this is fantastic!"
The contracting sheath of his wife's pussy sucked at him, and he screwed his hips around as he jerked his ass back and forth and stuffed her cunt full of hard, hot cock.
Jessica rolled Laura's erect clit under her finger, and Laura's mouth opened in writhing pleasure and groans of fulfillment bubbled from her throat. Her body was sizzling and her mind whirling, and she hooked her heels behind Chuck's thighs and wiggled and humped wildly.
"Oh, fuck, I'm going crazy," Laura gasped.
"She's ready, Uncle Chuck," Jessica said, "fuck her real fast, pound her cunt hard."
"Oh, yes, baby," Laura agreed, "fuck me hard!"
Panting with a combination of exertion and excitement, Chuck pushed and pulled his wife's hips, sending her ass around and around in tight circles and drove into her so hard that her cunt made lewd, squishy sounds and her flood of fuck juice spattered over the inside of her thighs.
The walls of Laura's pussy vibrated as the rolling wave of orgasm began. Her cunt felt like it was melting, and she shook and bucked her ass fitfully as the dizzying waves of release coursed through her in glorious undulations.
Chuck's cock seemed to rupture inside his wife's pussy and added to the flood of her own juice, and she grunted and bucked and squealed and wiggled and popped again. He stayed with her until her wild gyrations subsided, then she pushed herself up on her elbows and looked at him with misty eyes.
"Oh, darling," she said happily, "that was the best fuck ever!"
Jessica gently pushed Chuck back and knelt over Laura on her hands and knees. "Now," she said softly, "it's my turn."
Jessica's hot, hungry mouth closed over one of Laura's up-thrust tits, and Laura gasped. Jessica spent several minutes going from tit to tit, sucking and licking the hard nipples that Laura pushed up to her mouth, then let her eyes drift southward to the wet mat of dark blonde hair between her aunt's thighs. A stream of creamy jism was seeping from her delightful little hole, and she inclined her head closer to Laura's dripping snatch.
Laura murmured softly as Jessica's lips brushed her belly and the smooth flesh on the inside of her thighs, then scooted backward and leaned against the headboard. Jessica followed her aunt and ran the tip of her tongue through Laura's sticky seam, then cut her eyes up.
"My arms were getting tired and I want to watch you," Laura whispered. "Do you want me to wash my pussy first?"
"Oh, darling, you're so precious," Jessica laughed. "I want it just the way it is."
Chuck reached down and fondled his wife's pussy, then spread her glistening lips with his fingers, offering the coral-colored gash to his niece's mouth. Laura gave him a bright smile and a bawdy wink.
Jessica loved the taste of pussy, especially a freshly fucked pussy full of savory male essence, and her tongue swirled out and dipped into her aunt's spongy moist cleft.
Laura's body convulsed with pleasure, and she murmured, "Oh, fuck, what a dynamite feeling!"
Jessica's tongue swooped with broad licking strokes, each swiping lap wiping up her uncle's cum mixed with her aunt's juice, and the mingled elixirs made her taste buds tingle.
Laura stared at her sexy young niece with wide, passionate eyes. Her tongue felt wonderful, so different than Chuck's, so soft, gentle, yet very knowledgeable and demanding. A woman was eating her pussy, and she loved it! Her pussy quivered, and she squirmed and whimpered with mounting passion.
Chuck caressed her tits, provoking deeper moans of excitement from his aroused wife, and Jessica quivered all over, fighting the urge to turn around and press her own cunt into Laura's face.
Laura's hips twitched and writhed as her niece's tongue circled with marvelous slowness, going around and around within the quivering folds of her cunt. God, she'd never felt anything so glorious.
Jessica lifted her head and whispered, "Do you like my tongue, darling? Does it feel good?"
"Oh, fuck, yes," Laura panted, "I love it!"
"Do you want me to keep licking you?"
"Oh, yes, please, it feels so good!"
"Getting your pussy eaten always feels good, darling," Jessica said. "Are you going to cum for me?"
"Yes, oh, yes, I'm about to cum already. Eat me, darling, make me cum!" Laura didn't care who was eating her. A tongue was a tongue, and she wanted to cum and it didn't matter who did it.
Jessica immediately went back down on her aunt and wiggled the tip of her tongue against the protruding bud of Laura's clit, sending thrills of ecstasy through the tormented woman. She ran her tongue feverishly up and down the wet pink slit between Laura's thighs, then wormed her tongue deep into the fleshy cleft and eagerly lapped up the licentious offering.
Caught up in passion, fired by the skilled tongue working in her slit, Laura rocked up and down, fucking Jessica's mouth with her hot pussy, then, with a hard upward thrust, she came like a thundering herd of buffalo, squealing ecstatically as she blasted into an orgasmic orbit, her arms and legs jerking and her body convulsing and trembling as quake after quake of hedonistic delight shook her to the core.
Jessica sucked Laura's cunt and clit voraciously, intent on giving her an orgasm she would long remember, then gave her aunt's cunt a tender kiss and lifted her head and grinned. 'There, how about that, see what another woman can do for you?"
"I've never felt anything so wonderful," Laura said softly, still breathing hard. "How did you know?"
"The way you bathed me, darling," Laura replied. "You were comfortable touching me intimately, and I could tell that you wanted to do more." She sat up straight and gave her husband a dazzling smile. "Stick your big cock in your wanton niece's tight little cunt and fuck her until her teeth rattle, darling."
Chuck had witnessed the phenomenal event with his own eyes, so he knew what had happened. He just had no idea why it happened. Not one to question why he drew the winning hand, however, he pulled his niece up onto her knees and penetrated her with a forceful lunge.
Jessica knew what had happened, and didn't care why it happened. She was in the process of living out another of her fantasies, and nothing else mattered.
