Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Doppelganger
Part: Chapter 20 of 31
Summary: Justin was born with a little extra - a set of
female sex organs - but that was just the
beginning.
Keywords: mffff, mF, Ff, oral, exhib
Language: English
Copyright: 2005
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INTRODUCTION
Justin Rogers was born with something special - a
complete functional set of female sex organs. Eventually
he found they didn't really belong to him but to his twin
sister Tina who spent much of her early life sharing his
body.
Since she is able to emerge from and rejoin him, they
share their memories, their experiences, and their sexual
desires.
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PREVIOUSLY
Justin and Tina's friends Katie, Tyler and Leslie have,
in a gesture of goodwill, attempted to neutralise the man
abusing their "enemy" Ainslie.
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They decided on Tyler's house. It really was the only
choice since they needed to talk as they couldn't
anywhere public - like on the buses taking them home.
They needed to relive the experience; to get it, just a
little, out of their systems.
They were on a high. They had, as far as they could
tell, succeeded - now it was out of their hands. Win or
lose, they had done all they could for now. It would be
a few days before they found out if it was enough.
But their excitement was too much even for Katie's
basement. They needed to keep much of their exploits
secret even from David - and his skills had helped them
carry out their plans. They certainly couldn't let any
of their parents find out.
That's why they went to Tyler's. Her mother Megan had
already given permission for Leslie to "visit" and had
thoughtfully arranged to go out herself to give the
lovers some privacy. The three others didn't give more
than a seconds thought to invading the pair's precious
time.
They chattered incessantly, buoyed by the relief that
nothing had gone wrong. (Tyler and Leslie had no
knowledge of the twin's earlier failure at the third
house to be burgled, indeed no knowledge that they were
twins.)
Had they been aware of how much effort they would have
ended up expending, the group might have rethought their
original plan, if not the actual decision to help.
---
The house was empty when they got there, a note and some
money telling Tyler to order pizza and not to wait up.
Had they been alone the latter DEFINITELY would not have
been on their minds.
First things first then was to clean up the grime. They
were all filthy and it seemed silly to argue over who got
to use the shower first. Fitting five people into a
normal sized shower stall - while attempting to actually
get clean - probably WAS the silliest thing they had
tried to accomplish. It certainly worked out to be one
of the funniest.
The walls for a start were cold on bare skin but if you
avoided them you either got a wet shower curtain stuck to
your back or the spray either in your face or pounding on
the back of your head to splash into everyone else's
eyes.
Regardless of the difficulties NO-ONE wanted to give up
the adventure. They all cuddled in together, screwing up
eyes and finding each other by sense of touch instead.
Willing hands soaped up bodies that weren't actually
grubby and dropped soap was an occasion for a hilarious
scramble between four other bodies to find the bar
somewhere in the forest of legs.
There was little actual sexual contact - hands would rub
over breasts and everyone seemed to make sure Justin's
penis was squeaky clean, but that was more good-natured
fun rather than a serious attempt at arousal. The edge
had been taken of THAT appetite on the way back from
their entrapment of Ritchie. It would return easily
enough - they knew that and didn't seek to rush.
No-one wanted to don the grubby clothes again once they
were clean and Tyler threw them into the washing machine
while Leslie dialled for pizza. The clothing could cycle
through then go in the dryer and be nice and clean in
just over an hour.
Why she put their underwear in as well was a mystery
since it was only the outer garments that had acted as
dirt magnets.
It was one thing to get naked together, it was another to
have nothing to wear - though the result was initially
much the same.
Tyler of course had plenty of clothes and could provide
them to the others, at present there was no need and they
instead sat comfortably together in the lounge.
"So we're criminals now are we?" Leslie and Tyler were
asking more difficult questions now and the others had
given honest answers - to a degree.
"Technically perhaps but not so much morally. We did
take a few things from the two houses but they should all
be recovered from Ritchie's house and car so the owners
lose nothing... of value."
There was a porn magazine lifted as a reward for David -
and as for Ritchie's property, no-one was worried about
THAT scumbag. Most of the proceeds of the theft of what
appeared to be petty cash had been used to finance the
rest of the project. It had not seemed to have been of
particular importance to the owners and the three actual
culprits hadn't felt too much guilt. It was easy for
them to see that their accomplices might feel a bit worse
since Tyler and Leslie hadn't witnessed the careless
opulence.
"And how did you get into the houses? What if there were
alarm systems?"
"You've seen our magic act - we've got a thing about
locks. It's not really that hard once you know what
you're doing. And we cased the houses beforehand to make
sure we knew how to get around the alarms."
"Shit! Housebreakers and not yet seventeen. What will
you be like at twenty-seven? No-one will be safe."
"Well, not breaking into houses I hope. I don't think
anyone has to worry about that. We've decided not to use
our talents for evil - though a little personal gain
might be possible, I don't say we're perfect."
"Well you're good enough for me love!" Katie kissed him
and then lay her head on his bare leg, ignoring the
growing erection next to her.
They all knew how David had built devices to scramble the
cameras earlier that day and now the trio explained the
story of their earlier use at one of the burgled houses.
Both girls were suitably impressed - at 15 he was
building sophisticated spy devices.
The doorbell rang and there was a slight panic before
they recalled they had ordered pizzas.
Tyler jumped up. "Just be a minute!"
She headed to her room to grab some clothes.
"Oh! The pizzas will get cold!"
Tina didn't care if she was seen - she had no official
existence so it would prove hard to charge her with
anything if anyone did complain. She grabbed the money,
checked it WAS the pizzas and opened the door.
The young man just stared. This was every pizza delivery
person's dream - well the vast majority who were male and
still in their teens felt that way, and not just a few of
the others. It was the sort of tale that was passed down
from generation to generation (which in the fast food
industry could be only a couple of weeks). It was the
story told for years to come. It was the raw stuff of
myth.
In his eyes Tina was perfection. She was beautiful; well
attractive enough. She had eye-catching breasts; that
could have been JUST a little bigger. She had a flat
belly and an absence of fat over her hips; no complaints
there. She had a dark triangle against pale flesh; maybe
due for a trim. She had legs; he was sure of that though
he didn't bother looking down that far.
She smelt divine; like fresh hot pepperoni... Oh! Reality
check!
"Hi. I'm Russ. You ordered pizza?"
"Hello Russ. Yep. Four big ones looks right."
Russell read the list, added the complimentary garlic and
herb bread and advised Tina of the price.
"And how would you like your tip?" Tina vamped him as
she put the food just inside the door where it
mysteriously disappeared.
"Hmm. I think you've done such a prompt job you probably
deserve the change AND a thank you kiss." She draped an
arm around his neck and lifted a leg to capture his
thigh. Tina bent his head down to hers, without
encountering any resistance, and kissed him, well aware
of the bulge growing inside his pants - right under her
pussy. It was nice to know she had that affect - if
built up her self-esteem.
She broke the contact with his lips and pulled his head
lower, directing his mouth to her breast. His touch was
gentle; sensuous with no attempt to be a vacuum cleaner.
She let him go after a few minutes and put her foot back
down. He licked her nipple a little more until she
squeezed the head of his prick and said, "That was nice.
I know another Russ but you're definitely nothing like
him."
It appeared his tip was over.
"Er, is there any chance I could call you?"
One thing Russell knew - if he didn't ask she couldn't
say yes. At worst she would laugh in his face and he
could stand that, especially after what had just
happened.
"I'm only visiting but if you give me your number you
might just get a call when I'm next here."
It was much better than nothing and Russell wrote his
number on the back of one of the pizza firm's business
cards.
"Here you are, and thank you very much."
Russell leaned in but Tina just put two fingers to his
lips. "Sorry. Only one to a customer until our first
date."
She closed the door with a smile and a little wave, one
breast around the edge until she finally had to move back
out the way. She listened to his car door close before
releasing her breath and chuckling. The engine started
and her plaything drove off.
Russell sat behind the wheel and licked his lips as he
put the key in the lock. There was something a little
slimy over them and his tongue wiped them clean. It
didn't taste bad though the flavour was hard to name. He
was almost back at the pizza shop before he realised
WHERE the girl must have put her fingers while he was
busy writing down his number. He hoped she would call -
and not take too long to do so.
---
The others shared her laughter and Tyler discarded the
two items she had hastily donned so she and Leslie could
similarly plaster each others lips with a mixture of
their own pussy juices.
A single lamp cast a muted dark red glow across the walls
while they ate the food and listened to some music as
they cuddled and talked. They did little more than kiss
and snuggle together with heads resting on laps as they
sat around on the floor leaning against the furniture.
Leslie had her head on Tyler's plump thigh; Katie rested
hers on one of Justin's, while Tina lay behind her with
her head on Katie's waist so her chin was tucked against
the more solid hip bone.
The casual nature of their positions, as opposed to the
heated fucking and licking that often characterised their
meetings, meant no-one jumped too guiltily when a voice
from the doorway said "Oh!"
Tyler's mother had come home earlier than she had
intended when the friend she had been out with had been
called away. She could have roamed somewhere else but
figured she might as well call it an early night and just
stay out of her daughter's way.
She had let herself in but apparently the music had
covered the noise of her car - she had expected that to
be warning enough for the young lovers - and her closing
the front door.
Megan had guiltily admired her "daughter in law's" body
and half hoped she might get a titillating glimpse of
them in action but while it was one thing to catch her
daughter with her lover it was another to find five naked
kids in her lounge.
At least they weren't actively fucking each other. (Damn
- was she home too soon or too late? Naughty Megan!)
"Mum!" Embarrassed horror. None of them made a rush to
cover their privates; Megan supposed they weren't all
that private if they were out in the open for everyone to
view.
"Sorry to interrupt." (Was his penis actually hardening
as she stood there?)
"I had to come home early." (No incriminating questions
- treat them like adults.)
Megan had done that much for her daughter and Leslie, she
figured she could extend the same courtesy to the others.
"Er. Our clothes were grubby so we threw them in the
wash. They should be dry soon."
It was the truth but it sounded weak. And Tyler WAS just
trying to explain, not justify their nudity. After all
they could quite as easily have been found like this with
their clothes strewn all around them.
"I'll get some clothes."
"No, look. If you're comfortable together like this I
don't really have any objection. Many moons ago I
actually was a guest at a nudist camp, or naturalist I
think they called it... All bouncing tits and things on
the tennis court. I survived that but got sunburned too
easily to think of joining. I kept slipping of the
banana lounges because I had too much sunblock on."
"Well if it really is okay."
"Sure. I'll just go to bed."
"Would you like to join us?"
Tyler looked at Tina, wondering why she had made the
offer.
"I just meant it didn't seem right to force you out of
your own lounge when it's so early. If you don't mind us
siting around like this I don't think any of us are going
to mind you being here with us. I wasn't meaning you
should strip too but, once again, no-one is going to care
if you do."
She looked at Tyler; it WAS her mother after all.
Tyler didn't mind her mother joining in their
conversation now it had moved on from burglary. She
didn't mind TOO much if her mother saw her and Leslie
naked together. In fact, if that was deemed acceptable
around the house they could have a much easier time
together - they could fool around and then there needn't
be a rush for the bedroom to find their clothes if Megan
came home.
The presence of Justin with the girls apparently hadn't
phased Megan so Tyler figured she wasn't worried about
the fucking - something confined to the others supposedly
anyway. It would actually be interesting to see what her
mother did feel about the group's sexuality.
"It's certainly fine by me - either way." She meant with
regard to her mother's state of dress or undress. That
left it up to Megan since the others had all nodded when
Tina had made the offer before.
"Well I'll just have a quick shower first."
The teenagers didn't realise they hadn't tidied up until
it was too late.
---
"Mum's pretty cool about 'things'. She had a girlfriend
for a while herself and she's been okay when Leslie comes
to spend the night."
"She's been good to me as well. Like it was a bit
awkward in the mornings when I KNEW she must have known
we'd been fucking until the early hours of the morning,.
But she treated me the same every time. My mum seemed to
be sending me to war each time I went out with an
overnight bag though she's better now."
"You're lucky. I wish I could sleep cuddled with my
little Jussie."
Justin groaned. He repeated it again when Leslie
reminded them that she had overheard them talking about
"Little Justin".
"I've only had a chance to have Tina stay over once -
except for the one time we all stayed at her house. I
haven't been able to stay with Justin."
"I didn't know you'd stayed over!" Tyler looked at Tina
with surprise and a little hurt; they tended to know
everything about each other's encounters.
There seemed no appropriate answer.
"Only once and I had to sneak in and out."
"Mum hasn't even had that. She's been alone for so
long."
"We could do something special for her - if you didn't
mind. A sort of thank you."
"I couldn't - she's my mother."
"I was thinking if you and Leslie headed off to your bed,
we might be able to convince her to trust us."
Tina didn't have the one-on-one link that Leslie and
Tyler enjoyed. She shared Justin and Katie in a
wonderful one-on-one-on-one instead but when THEY were
going at it she sometimes felt like a spare wheel. Katie
must feel the same herself sometimes.
Tina found women attractive, it was inevitable given the
fifteen years she had shared Justin's outlook and she saw
nothing unnatural about it. That she found males a
source of pleasure as well was a bonus even if to date
she had straddled only Justin's prick.
Megan was older, far older, than them - just over double
their ages - yet she looked attractive and, more
importantly, shared many of their opinions. She seemed
more friend than parent to them all, except Tyler.
Tyler decided that, unusual though the proposal was, she
didn't WANT her mother to be missing out on all the
pleasure that she, Tyler, had found in the arms of her
friends. She couldn't be there herself and didn't feel
it appropriate for Leslie to get involved - Leslie and
Megan were related now for all intents and purposes but
the others wouldn't have that problem.
Well, Justin was a little different. Tyler tried to work
out how she felt about him fucking her mother; how she
would feel about having Megan as a cum sister (could they
ever even let Megan know of that select group?); how she
would feel kissing lips that had been pressed to her
mother's pussy, that might still be coated with her cunt
juices.
Tyler had to stop. Instead of repulsion she found she
was actually attracted to the idea.
"If she lets you, make her happy! Just be careful and be
gentle with her!"
Leslie was amazed at how calmly Tyler was addressing the
whole issue. She personally liked the idea of giving
Megan the pleasure she had allegedly been missing while
wondering about the audacity of actually seeking to
seduce one of their parents.
It seemed hilarious when she pictured any of the six
other parents involved. (Leslie considered Tina's foster
parents in the count since they were also Justin's. She
wasn't to know that they were actually Tina's biological
parents as well.)
---
The shower stall's general appearance with three bars of
soap only confirmed what the extra towels had hinted.
It hadn't only been the clothes that had been washed and,
like the clothes, the bodies had all been tossed in
together as well.
It brought a smile rather than a frown as Megan
remembered Patricia and the times they had spent
similarly engaged. That didn't mean Tyler would be able
to avoid tidying everything up.
---
Megan returned to the lounge in her robe, a concession to
maternal modesty. Basically she was scared what the
youngsters would think of her thirty-six year old body.
"There's still some pizza", Leslie said as Megan sat on
the lounge. "We can zap it if you want."
"Just a little then, thank you. We had to cancel our
order soon after the waiter had taken it so I've only had
a bread roll."
"I'll do it. Would you like a drink? Anyone?"
Leslie took the orders and Tyler went out to help her.
The others spoke of generalities, and their hopes for a
peaceful resolution to the battle with Ainslie drifted
into gay and lesbian rights and then to Megan's own
experiences, initially in that area and them more
specifically as a lesbian and being in a lesbian
relationship.
Megan didn't notice Tina had taken a spot on the floor
beside her rather than returning to sit by Katie.
"Well we weren't outed as a lesbian couple at the time",
Megan answered. "It was a funny period, people could
experiment with their sexuality but at the same time
others were allowed to punish them for simply living as
they wanted to live. You could find yourself sacked or
never passing a job interview. You couldn't get
accommodation and you lost some friends."
"We know about that one!" Tyler hugged Leslie as she
remembered those who had turned against or even just away
from them.
"Well there were always the friends who stood by you -
the ones who showed that they really cared for you.
You've found some of those at least."
Tyler wasn't the only once whose eyes moistened as she
thought that over.
"Did you live together or did you have to visit?"
"We moved in soon after we 'connected'. It was easier
for two girls in the big city than for two guys. Any
suggestion that one of them was less than manly was
enough for a landlord to get complaints.
"Still it was very Mary Tyler Moorish - sorry I'm showing
my age. No double beds on TV for years, even for married
couples. If you shared an apartment you had separate
bedrooms or twin beds - well apart. We got by with Tyler
and me nominally sharing a double while Pat, Patricia,
had a single. In reality Tyler had the smaller room
though Pat had her clothes stored in there and Tyler's
were in our room."
Megan thought back to happier times.
Tina was sitting back on her heels and placed a hand over
Megan's knee as though to steady herself.
"Did you go out together? Katie and I were at the
'Pressure Points' a little while ago and people seemed
quite comfortable there." She giggled. "We even got
propositioned." A slight exaggeration - they would have,
had they been a little older, but knew they had been
appraised and approved.
"Pressure Points! How come you were there?" She looked
at Tyler and Leslie, hoping THEY hadn't gone to what she
considered a seedier part of town.
"My cousin and his partner own part of it and took us to
lunch. You'd like it." The last comment was directed to
the young lesbians sitting opposite.
"Not 'til you're older girls!" It wasn't going in there
that worried her but who they might encounter on the way
there or back.
"It wasn't opened until after Pat left", she continued,
"so no, I've never been there but we had our special
places. We favoured cafes over nightclubs but when Tyler
was with my mother there were spots where you could mix
with the jazz aficionados or listen to a folk singer
though they were considered a little old fashioned by
most of our peers, those who were more interested in
whatever pop star was the current flavour."
"Flavour?"
"Of the month. Still they were places where you could
hold hands or cuddle, even kiss, without being glared at
or being subjected to abuse or catcalls."
Tina said "It sounds nice" and lay her cheek where her
head had been. She looked across at Tyler and Leslie,
trying to judge Megan's reaction in their expressions.
Megan put her hand on Tina's hair, responding as she had
when Tyler had been young - though not as young as Tyler
had been when Pat had still been part of their family.
It was nice to have such a close contact with another
person.
The conversation moved then from Jazz and Folk musicians
that Megan had heard or liked to Pop and Rock stars who
had followed and to current day music. Her hand stoking
Tina's head was echoed by Tina's hand moving back and
forth over Megan's ankle and lower leg.
Katie and Justin had turned slightly when Megan had
returned so that they were able to look at her as well as
at Tyler and Leslie. It allowed Megan and Tina in turn
to watch as Justin stroked Katie's belly and, even a
couple of metres away, it was possible for them to see
how Katie's nipples had crinkled with her pleasure even
though he was doing nothing overtly sexual.
Megan had stammered, briefly struggling to recall what
she had intended to say. She didn't realise that it
wasn't Justin's touch so much as the memories that evoked
and the fantasies Mrgan's lusty mind then conjured up.
Megan's eyes kept returning to check out the state of the
nipples as often as they were drawn to Justin's penis
which seemed unable to make up its mind whether it wanted
to be up or down.
Thinking WAY back, Megan could only remember how the boys
she had known were terribly embarrassed if they had a
hard on. The girls had been known to titter if it was
too obvious which had destroyed some young men's self-
confidence for a couple of years.
Justin was unconcerned and the girls seemed (like her she
realised guiltily) to be looking and then looking away -
aware of its varying state without paying undue attention
to it. That must indicate a familiarity which she wasn't
quite comfortable with.
At the same time Justin continued to caress Katie,
Tyler's fingers were similarly lovingly stroking Leslie's
hair and shoulders, exploring down her back and over her
belly then just as naturally brushing over the little
lumps on her breasts which made Leslie's nipples swell
for a while before they relaxed again.
Megan caught Justin watching her daughter fondling Leslie
and he turned to look at her - and just smiled. He
didn't even get an erection which puzzled Megan since the
idea of watching two girls playing around was supposed to
be a killer turn on for males - it certainly was for her
and one of them was her daughter.
She did notice that Justin's fingers subsequently
included Katie's breast and nipple occasionally as his
hand passed over her body. It was almost as if, by not
speaking up when Tyler had done it, Megan had given
permission for him to follow suit.
That certainly hadn't been her intention but there had
been an inertia in raising an objection that made it
harder for her to commend the longer the action went on.
Initially she hadn't wanted to seem "stuffy" after saying
the nudity didn't bother her and telling of her lesbian
years. While she hadn't gone into sweaty details, she
had owned up to other lesbian lovers in addition to her
marriage and the longer term relationship with Pat. (She
had skipped over her casual men friends lest they think
less of her.) The conversation had narrowed the gap
between her and the youngsters, making them confidants -
to a degree.
By the time Megan had decided she SHOULD say something
and was working out what it should be, Tyler wasn't doing
it any more and "Stop that Tyler" no longer made sense.
The interval before her daughter's next "indiscretion"
meant Megan had time to vacillate and the conflict
started afresh. When it happened a third time Megan knew
it was too late.
Still Justin's behaviour wasn't smart-alecky nor was he
smirking; his attitude just seem to sort of say "isn't it
nice?". And really Megan couldn't disagree.
She let things continue.
They also continued talking for a while, about twenty
minutes, until Leslie knelt in response to a nudge from
Tyler. Tyler stood and addressed the room.
"I think I'll have an early night." She helped Leslie to
her feet; it seemed she was going to be tired too.
Megan was a little flabbergasted - what about their other
guests? They were waiting for their clothes to dry.
She COULD go and get them for them but it did seem rude
of her daughter. Before she could speak though her
daughter's actions took her breath away yet again.
While it was reasonable that Tyler and Leslie should say
goodnight to their friends that normally didn't involve
slipping the tongue in when one kissed - if kissing on
the mouth was even considered normal within their peer
group. Had she gotten that out of touch with modern
behaviour?
But that wasn't all.
Tyler bent over to kiss Katie - fair enough they were old
friends. Leslie too the opportunity to kiss Justin at
the same time and THAT was a kiss that was passion
building - Justin's rapidly expanding penis showed that.
As their lips stayed fastened together, Justin raised a
hand and lifted one of Leslie's dangling breasts to which
she responded with a quick squeeze to the head of his
prick before breaking the kiss with a brief peck and a
grin.
"Good night - and behave!"
"'Night Love."
Megan found herself wondering what was going on or, more
to the point, what HAD been going on - this wasn't some
sudden mood swing. She tried to remember what she had
been like at sixteen; definitely not THIS forward but
then her mother would have had "palpitations" if she had
seen Megan naked, let alone a mixed, or even homogeneous,
group of her friends.
Leslie had come over to say good night to Tina (Tyler was
STILL kissing Katie!) and her arm brushed against Megan's
leg as she leaned over. Tina lifted her face and looked
directly at Megan as Leslie met her mouth. The eye
contact remained unbroken until Leslie's head crossed
between when she straightened. Megan's gaze fastened
instead on Tina's tongue as it slowly wiped the moisture
from her lips.
Tina turned her glance to Leslie as she leaned down now
towards an unprepared Megan. It made her smile.
This time Megan's eye held Tina's as Mother and
Daughter's Lover kissed as women for the first time.
Megan looked belatedly at Leslie when they had finished.
"Thank you."
"Goodnight."
"Exactly what was I thanking her for?" wondered Megan.
Was she grateful to be included as part of the group, to
be treated as more than just Tyler's mother? Was wasn't
that enough? Megan was confused as to how she SHOULD
have behaved but it had just seemed to right.
Leslie went to finish her goodnights with Katie - finally
free now Tyler had moved on to Justin. She too was
getting a tit bounced on his palm although she was
forgoing any contact with his prick.
Megan watched as Justin found and squeezed the nipple -
she couldn't miss how her daughter pulled his face closer
to her own while he did so.
The others HAD to be able to tell she was getting wet!
It was embarrassing.
It was only when she started thinking of her pussy that
she realised Tina's hand had slid up her leg and was now
pressed against the lounge where she was rubbing her
fingertips along the soft flesh just past Megan's knee.
Megan wanted to say "Don't"; she wanted to say "More!"
Tina was watching the others though, not paying attention
to Megan, and it seemed a difficult thing to convey the
inappropriateness of the girl's actions without eye
contact. Eye contact, but perhaps not the lusty stares
they had shared before.
Leslie was standing, waiting, her hand roaming over the
outer curve of her lover's butt as she watched her
pashing with a boy. "Theirs must be a strange lesbian
relationship!" concluded Megan.
"Goodnight Cuddles."
Tyler laughed at this and tweaked his nipple before
turning to Tina. Megan saw Katie lie back, turning to
face Justin so that they too could kiss while he had his
arms wrapped around her.
Tyler's kiss for Tina was everything the others got; if
it didn't last quite as long it certainly packed a punch.
Tyler, leaning over and losing her balance with Tina's
arm around her neck, rested her hand on her mother's knee
as she was about to topple. Megan put her hand out
automatically, connecting with Tina's other arm since she
too had reached out. The combined effect being to push
Tina's hand firmly into the flesh of Tyler's breast.
Megan held it there for a second or two, taking in the
fact that Tyler wasn't going to fall and then registering
what had happened.
Megan relaxed and the tit resumed a more natural shape as
gravity once again took over. Tina though kept in touch,
giving it a gentler caress before the kiss finally ended.
Tyler considered her mother. She most definitely wasn't
about to slip HER any tongue - that was just too weird.
She wasn't about to single her out as the only one in the
room she didn't love though.
She leaned forwards, cheek pressing against her mother's
cheek as she said simply, "Thank you."
Tyler's arms wrapped themselves around Megan's neck and
she hugged her like she was twelve years younger. Megan
returned the hug, not conscious of her daughter's bare
breasts brushing against her own now her robe had fallen
open. Nor did she register Tina's arm draped along the
top of her bare leg and the fingers slowly tugging at the
simple knot at her waist.
Tyler eased the pressure and straightened before pressing
her lips to her mothers, keeping them pursed so there
would be no misinterpretation of her intentions. Tyler
didn't know how she would take it if her mother tried to
poke her tongue into Tyler's mouth.
It didn't happen, Megan being quite happy to get a much
simpler, yet still emotion charged kiss. It was one to
make the eyes damp, not the seat.
They parted and "Love you Mum" clashed with "Love you
Dear".
Tyler grabbed Leslie's hand and they hurried away.
"Wow!" Megan's exclamation said pretty well everything.
"Are your goodbyes always so... full on?"
"Not always", answered Tina - now noticeably resting her
hand on Megan's upper leg and her breast on her knee.
"Usually we have to say our special goodbyes before we
really say goodbye."
Megan began to contemplate their far different public and
private personas. She could understand now how an
unguarded moment could allow an outsider to see the
private side of Tyler and Leslie with the consequences
that had brought.
"I'll see if your clothes are ready." She wasn't sure if
she wanted to see any more of that private side.
"Is there a hurry?" It was Justin who spoke but it was
Katie who got up and crawled on her knees to play
bookends with Tina using Megan's other knee. It
effectively trapped her in the chair unless she made them
move.
"It's so nice being here with you like this. You've been
wonderful for Tyler - she really does love you, we all
do. We'd like to show you if you'll let us."
Katie probably had the most to lose by being so forward
since Megan knew her parents so well but when the
suggestion had been made that they should do something
special for Tyler's mother Katie knew she would risk her
parents' displeasure.
Megan had looked from Katie to Justin as he too had stood
- the flagpole carried out in front of him had
magnetically drawn her eyes. He had moved behind her and
she looked back at Katie while she finished her speech.
Before Megan could answer, Justin's hands were gently
kneading her shoulders through her robe and he had
planted a kiss on her crown.
"You smell so nice. May I?"
Tina hesitated barely a second to get technical
permission in the absence of a negative reply and leaned
closer to Megan's torso before breathing deeply.
"Mmm!"
It had been a long time since anyone had complimented
Megan's pussy for any reason and the actions of these
CHILDREN belied their youth. Their bodies certainly
showed a sexual maturity; their words and actions showed
they were not unaccustomed to putting theory into
practise - though exactly how and with whom was not yet
clear. Megan only hoped they - and especially Tyler -
were being careful.
"I don't think this should go any further."
Megan was going to be "THE RESPONSIBLE ADULT". She WAS!
It was a pity she was so horny at the same time.
"If you really want us to stop we will but you should
know we do understand what we are doing. We want to
share our happiness with you, to make you feel good too."
Katie stretched up and pressed her lips against Megan's.
Like Tyler, she didn't force her tongue into the older
woman's mouth; unlike her, the softness of her lips as
she used them to tease Megan's mouth were an invitation
to be kissed back, to let the kiss be passionate instead
of playful.
For a second it was - then Megan remembered Tyler's
little playmate.
"How long has it been since someone has really loved you
physically?"
Tina intended the question rhetorically, wanting Megan to
realise she didn't have to be alone, even if only for
that night. That it might be difficult for the woman to
return to a drought after one brief shower did not enter
Tina's thoughts since she knew that the other could, and
would if necessary, individually or collectively see
Megan's needs were met.
Justin's fingers had slipped around Megan's collar,
parting the robe slowly as they moved in a tender caress
over her shoulders. He cupped his hands over the rounded
edges where ball met socket and used his fingertips to
perform a noteworthy massage while he bent and kissed the
back of her neck.
Katie reached slowly for the now re-exposed breast on her
side, with Tina copying the action only centimetres
behind.
Megan had seen the hands edge upwards but the touch on
her neck made her arch her head back and Justin deserted
her right shoulder to place his palm against her warm
throat.
It was a rare contact, gentle but insistent, yet at no
time was there any sense of violent pressure. It was a
passive restraint, only effective because she acquiesced,
and it was as strangely exciting as it was novel.
Justin shifted slightly and his lips traced the bony
outline of her jaw. Megan felt his breath; a kiss and
then the dampness of his tongue cooling her skin as his
breath once again touched the surface. She quivered.
Two hands found her breasts - each slightly different -
and Megan knew that, however much she would regret it in
the morning, she was as unable to call a halt now as she
had been to make Tyler stop touching Leslie's breast.
The girls sensed her body relaxing, they could see
Megan's acceptance of what was to be and her smile
encouraged them to begin in earnest.
Katie, by the end of the lounge, moved around to where
she could rest over the arm of the chair to apply her
mouth to the nipple she had been teasing.
Tina took one of Megan's hands and placed it over her own
tit while continuing to strum Megan's nipple with her
thumb and, at the same time, eased her other hand further
up the chasm between the woman's soft white legs.
And Justin...
Justin's hand moved from throat to chin, his fingers
spread along Megan's jaw line. He could tilt her head
away to bare her neck or hold her head firm so she
couldn't squirm away as his tongue gently explored her
ear. He could even turn her head so she could receive
and return his kisses.
Justin wasn't quite sure of his status. Megan had been
married long enough for Tyler to come along. Had there
been something to put her off men or had she simply
realised that her preferences lay elsewhere?
Were men a) desirable; b) acceptable; c) barely
tolerated; or d) anathema?
He had seen how Megan had looked in his lap. He didn't
THINK it was to look at Katie's face but instead at the
decoration occasionally present behind her head.
Certainly there seemed more glances while it was visible
- short furtive ones quite unlike the interested gaze
when Katie was talking.
Similarly she hadn't shuddered at his touch or his mouth
on her neck. The first test had to be with a kiss but
even them Megan might consider a kiss differently to
anything further.
The simple kiss became more complicated and Tina took
advantage of the obvious distraction to lean her body
between Megan's legs so that they had to spread and could
not then close.
She leaned forwards, using her frontal attack on Megan's
breast as an excuse to widen the gap further. Megan's
kisses intensified as she got to experience the rare joy
of two mouths simultaneously kissing her nipples.
It felt so good she didn't want anything to interrupt it
and of courts that train of thought brought on concerns
that Tyler would come out and find her in the middle of
an orgy.
"Uhm" She got her mouth away from Justin's and saw his
face really close up for the first time. He looked so
young - "Cradle Snatcher!" she cursed herself.
"Er, what if Tyler..."
"Tyler knows. She's okay with it. She wants you happy
but thought it best not to be around. She won't disturb
us."
He put his lips to hers - briefly in case she had
something else to say - but when he withdrew, Megan's
head followed and he eagerly restored the contact.
Megan sat there with an arm around Katie and a hand on
Tina's breast. She had a young man kissing her and two
girls suckling at her breasts.
"Oh!"
And apparently a free hand parting her lips. Megan had
to put the trio's ages out of her mind; she would
probably be in so much trouble if they were discovered -
from the parents if not from any authorities.
The kids were alright legally, minors all together over
the age of consent, though maternally Megan still worried
what they were up to even though she evidently was
finding that out right now.
But as an adult she thought the rules applied a little
differently, and the oldest of them still had something
like fifteen months to go before they were considered
adult and this sort of activity was given legal sanction
if still not public approval.
Megan had two choices - to call an immediate halt or to
let it continue. What had happened so far could be
enough to see her in court if her understanding of the
law was correct - there seemed no reason other than her
own conscience then not to be hung for a sheep.
She relaxed, as much as her body would let her, and went
with the flow.
Megan did however shake her head slightly when Justin
tried to resume kissing her after they had paused to
swallow - it was amazing how much saliva could build up
in a little tonsil hockey. She wanted to understand a
bit more and, incongruous as it might seem when she was
being pleasured so nicely by the two girls, a little
verbal stimulation had also worked wonders in the past.
"Tell me a little more about yourself Justin. Tyler and
Leslie tell me they are in love and are lesbians but you
seemed to get your share of the goodnights - Oh lovely
girls, both of you!"
"I suppose they are better described as bi but committed
to each other. We still kiss and cuddle. It's no
different for Katie and me; she still kisses and cuddles
them too but I guess she'd be considered heterosexual by
those who don't know us."
"Kisses and cuddles! And that's all? You haven't been
fucking them?"
"Tyler and Leslie are still virgins in that sense. I'm
available if they want or are they are free to go
elsewhere but for now they want each other and that's
been enough."
He was being honest in his responses but not necessarily
giving the full details. He realised Megan WAS still
Tyler's mother and she would be worried that her daughter
was engaging in unsafe behaviour.
Still it was hard to simply say "I use a condom" when it
WAS her mother - even if they were working towards giving
her one or more orgasms if possible.
It also wasn't strictly true - he had whitewashed more
than one of the girls' tonsils. They were all his cum-
sisters having deliberately tasted his cum at one time or
another. He, on the basis of "what was good for the
goose...", had also demonstrated his willingness to clean
a finger covered with his semen.
He was also unnaturally aware of what it actually felt
and tasted like when his cum struck the back of his
throat and filled his mouth and sometimes even backed up
into his nostrils. (Tina had hated THAT experience and
had immediately merged so HE had to clear his nose.)
But that itself was irrelevant to what he did with Tyler
and Leslie, and what Katie and Tina did with them also.
Justin had noticed how Megan had slumped a little in the
chair. He knew Tina wouldn't be wasting time when she
had such an advantageous position and understood Megan
had moved her butt to the edge of the seat so Tina had
unrestricted access to her pussy - and that Megan was
loving Tina's touch.
Katie turned her head so she could watch Tina while her
tongue flicked across the top of Megan's firm nipple.
Justin found it amusing that one had collapsed back into
its mound of flesh while the other simultaneously was
emulating the Tower of Babel. If it stretched much
further God would HAVE to strike it down as well, if only
to stop people getting their eyes poked out.
Tina had relinquished "her" breast and was kneeling with
her head on Megan's inner thigh as she contemplated the
smell and sight before her. Tina had first dibs as taste
tester; the others could have her leftovers if they
wanted.
Since there was room on the lounge beside Megan on the
side with the free tit, Justin sat next to her and copied
Katie. That ended his conversation for a while.
The imagery from his tales hadn't done a lot for Megan
other than to ease her mind; perhaps Katie could flesh
things out.
"So Katie, what does 'cuddling' involve? I can only
assume it's a euphemism."
Katie released the nipple. "Yes and no" - she did
understand what Megan meant.
"Sometimes it's nice to just cuddle together, especially
after a good come. We fool around, sometimes pairs or
threes; sometimes four onto one, trying to make her, or
him, feel extra special good. Like now. Isn't it nice
to have three people trying to please you?"
Megan had to concede it felt VERY nice.
"And it's fun for us. For instance, Tina, I think
Justin's a little parched."
Tina got the message and Megan felt, then watched, the
girl scoop up some of the thick juices and pass them to
Justin. He licked her fingers clean.
"Lovely. Would you like some?" He directed the question
to Megan, knowing full well what Katie would have
answered.
Megan was in a quandary. Sure she had cleaned her own
fingers whenever she had rubbed herself to orgasm or even
only a near release. But admitting to masturbating was
still not easy, especially since she was so much older
than her companions and that there seemed no secrets
between them and her daughter. Social conditioning can
still hold even when you are breaking all sorts of other
rules the same society holds dear.
"Yes please." Megan let her desires win out over her
fears and when Tina stretched her fingers out Megan
enjoyed every morsel as much as Justin had.
Katie got the third and, for then at least, final sample
from Tina's fingers. Then, instead of her hand, Tina
applied her mouth to the musky crevice. It did taste
nice, nicer still because there seemed no end to the
flowing juices.
The touch of a lover's mouth was something Megan had
really, really missed. Her hands or a vibrator could
make her come but nothing seemed as versatile as the
combination of wriggling wet tongue and puckered pressing
lips. Here own cunt juices made her think of the joys of
eating Pat's flooded pussy, making her scream for a
cessation of the overpowering orgasms.
Katie and Justin's forearms met behind Megan's back as
they rested on the top of the seat. Their other hands
cupped a breast each so they could apply tongue and lip
to the nipple thereby directed into their mouths. They
proved as versatile as any lover Megan could remember.
A tingle from each breast met tingles from cunt and clit.
It was as though four glowing embers were brought
together and on reaching ignition point burst into flames
that were then further fanned into a landscape-changing
wild fire.
Tina had to hold on to padded hips as she sucked Megan's
lips into her mouth and swallowed heavily. Megan tried
to break free, not really WANTING the sensations to stop,
but Tina was prepared and managed to keep the tip of her
tongue against Megan's parts until with an outrageous
scream...
Megan came!
---
Tyler looked up from her lover's pussy as she lay over
Leslie. She smiled and put her tongue back to work,
trying to elicit a matching scream.
---
Megan accepted, welcomed in fact, Tina's juice smeared
mouth as they kissed. Katie and Justin had stood and
stretched and Megan, acting again as hostess, asked if
anyone would like a drink.
She was a little surprised when they asked for coffee
rather than a soft drink; she would have been less
surprised if they had asked for something alcoholic. She
personally didn't normally have coffee in the evening
herself but then she thought staying awake might be
advantageous on that particular evening.
They moved out into the kitchen together, Megan letting
the robe slip from her arms as she stood. She only hoped
her "old" body didn't put the youngsters off. There were
the signs it had been lived in but it was a home one
could be proud of rather than a dilapidated tenement.
She needn't have worried - the three teenagers looked at
her naked body with appreciation; it didn't look all that
old to them.
Katie, having been there frequently, got coffee and sugar
out of the pantry while directing Justin where to find
the cups and Tina to get the milk.
Megan filled the kettle and turned it on. "There's some
biscuits in there too if you want them. Bring them out
please Katie."
As the young ones moved around the kitchen - uninhibited
by their nudity - they kissed or touched as they went by.
It didn't matter who was involved and Megan didn't miss
out.
It was very unusual having a hand suddenly pass across
her butt or to have a young man or woman cup a breast
while they pressed their lips to hers or to her neck.
They noticed she was a little reluctant to feel them, so
began to make a point of placing her hands on their
bodies before they kissed.
Justin for instance placed both her palms either side of
his ball sack with her thumbs scissored around the base
of his penis. It was limp when her hands made contact
but fighting fit a couple of seconds later. It was the
first penis she had touched in around a decade!
She wondered if she should stroke it but was saved by the
bell or rather, the whistle of the kettle. They sat
around the table drinking coffee and eating soggy dunked
biscuits while coming to terms with the incompatibility
of vinyl and the bare human buttock.
"How are you supposed to be getting home?"
"We were walking Katie back and getting picked up from
there."
"When?"
"No specific time - before midnight usually."
"If you like I can take you home."
"Can I make a suggestion?" asked Katie.
"Sure."
"If you don't mind - if you wanted us to - we could tell
them we've got some tapes and are pulling an all nighter.
I think they'll say yes even though it's short notice."
Tina and Justin seemed to like the idea.
"Do you often lie to your parents?"
"Only in a good cause."
Tina leaned over and kissed Megan, possibly as a bribe.
Megan shook her head. "Oh well! At least I can talk to
your parents Katie."
She knew the number and watched the others fooling around
quietly while she made her little speech.
"They're having so much fun they're talking about staying
up all night. Do you mind if Katie stays? I can drop
her back in the morning though if they do crash none of
us might surface before lunch time. How about I give
them lunch and kick them out then. No, it's no trouble.
Okay, bye."
"One down... Okay, you want to give me your number or do
you want to speak to your parents?" She felt guilty -
not because she was misleading her friends, but because
she didn't feel guilty enough about it to stop herself.
"I'd better go first but you should probably have a word
too." Justin put his arm around the older woman and held
her as he dialled.
"Hi Dad. We're over at Tyler's house and there's a
marathon so we were wondering if it's okay if we stayed
over to see it through. No we'll just wear what we've
got on and changed tomorrow. Tyler's mum is here - she
can have a word to you if you like - oh probably just
after lunch. We might get a bit of sleep later and she's
offered us brunch. She said she'll drop us home if
that's okay. Yeah, thanks. Here she is."
Justin handed over the phone but then let his hand drop
down to trace the tangled curls in her bush. It did NOT
make it any easier to hold a sensible conversation. When
he bent to take a nipple in his mouth she almost clouted
him with the handset. She couldn't even whisper "behave"
lest her voice carry.
"Megan Waters here. No, they're no trouble. I planned
on staying up with them. Yes, it IS typical of them at
that age; if they'd thought things through you could have
had an evening out yourselves. Well I'll probably see
you tomorrow then. Okay. Bye."
She hung up.
"Do you know how far back this takes me! Finding excuses
for my parents so I could fool around. Oh my god! They
say you become your parents - I'm becoming my daughter!"
Megan said little more since Justin's fingers were
sliding in and out of her body in a way likely to have
her screaming again. Perhaps it was a horror marathon -
no, thrillers maybe - while she had her doubts, there had
been nothing horrible in what had happened.
Megan found a sensitivity in the young man's touch she
would not have believed possible at his age, certainly
her husband had been clumsier but HE hadn't really been
around long enough to get skilful. She wasn't sure she
wanted to take that train of thought to its logical
conclusion - it implied that the young man with his
fingers currently wriggling in her cunt had either been
sexually active for longer than her marriage had
effectively lasted or that he had crammed a lot more
experience into a very short time.
Of course it WAS always possible it was beginner's luck -
though in this instance *SHE* was the lucky one.
It was as though he knew exactly what each caress was
doing, was able to tell when she liked something even
before she did and also when the opposite applied, so
very rarely and never repeated.
Justin had moved behind Megan and his hardness stroked
between her ass cheeks as their bodies moulded together;
it felt *SO* right she wanted to lean forward right then
and there - to have warm flesh buried inside her where
for too many years had only been cool plastic or her own
digits. That really surprised her since she had thought
men a thing of the far distant past; her fantasies when
masturbating had all been Sapphic-themed.
Megan stood firm though, both physically AND morally, and
resisted the temptation. It no longer mattered to her
that the two girls were watching her, and indulging
themselves with some mutual finger fucking as well, but
she had reasons not to indulge her base instincts.
She hadn't really considered Justin's maleness as a
matter relating to her sexual orientation. She had
accepted him firstly as one of her daughter's friends,
then as one of several sexual beings suddenly descended
upon her.
The issues of group and age had distracted her from any
consideration of any gender bias in her more recent
(Recent? Hah!) relationships. Then he had become simply
another mouth and set of hands - and she knew that there
was no inherent masculinity or femininity in those,
merely in the sensitivity with which they were used.
Even there, the extremes within the sexes were far
greater than the differences between the two "norms" and
the overlap was considerable.
Age DID return to haunt her though; she didn't prey on
children, and legally that was what they were though
their current behaviour would belie that status. But
even knowing the penalties should she be exposed, she
might have let him, encouraged him, to enter her - BUT...
The years without male company, and having neither the
expectation nor significant inclination to seek it, had
made any continued use of contraceptives undesirable.
There was no reason to suffer whatever side effects might
occur. There was no reason to continue imposing an
unnecessary routine in her day. There was no reason to
return regularly for new scripts and the subsequent costs
of doctor and pharmacist. She had taken her last Pill
soon after Pat had come to share her bed.
Tyler did NOT need a little brother or sister -
definitely not now!
Megan had no time to think through all the reasons. It
was simply a case of "Oh I would love to feel that inside
me - Am I too old for him? - Shit I'm not too old to get
knocked up."
Watching the girls writhing as she herself was writhing
was a potent aphrodisiac. Justin was supporting her -
though she had her arms spread wide on the edge of the
counter to help - her knees were weak and it was his arm
under her breasts that bore most of her weight.
Tina and Katie had no choice however, each had to support
herself as one arm held the other girl near her and the
other led down between her legs. Megan watched with her
head turned sideways - absorbing the sight of each taking
turns to try and dodge a touch both wonderful and
crippling; hips bucked and crashed together; one girl
would sink slightly to the floor and rise again; neither
giving ground as their fingers flew, furiously trying to
make the other the first to submit to her body's release.
Megan led the way, a shuddering climax that forced her to
lay across the bench, wide open and slippery as all hell
should Justin take the opportunity to plow her furrow.
Instead he gently released her as she leaned forward and
knelt behind.
Her puckered asshole hid between cheeks tightened by a
religiously observed exercise regime as he poked his
tongue into the dampness where his fingers had so
recently been playing.
The approaching contact was obvious enough that Megan
didn't jump from surprise but the touch of his extended
tongue almost made her straighten.
It wriggled around her hole, easily penetrating the
entrance and going deeper as his face pressed firmer
against her body.
Justin had to tilt his head unnaturally back but still
enjoyed the suffering he had to endure to give her even
more pleasure.
Megan could feel his mouth over her vulva, his lips
pressing against hers. Even more noticeable was his nose
pressed against her asshole and then the firm pressure of
his cheek bones against her far more substantial butt
cheeks.
He held her hips to keep their bodies together as he
slipped in between her legs - and then his tongue made
contact with her clit and things started all over again.
Katie and Tina had called their contest a draw,
unfortunately "Nil All", but knew the night was still
young. Like a soccer game, the published result gave no
clue to the efforts expended by both sides nor the
enjoyment the game had given the spectators.
They turned up beside Megan and suggested that she might
be more comfortable if Justin was on his back. Tina
supported her brother - don't let THAT secret out! -
while Katie held Megan's arm; between them Justin barely
lost contact as they all ended up on the kitchen floor.
It WAS a little cool on his back but he had put up with
worse for love and lust - for instance he had once spent
a night all alone while Tina shared Katie's bed!
Megan knelt over his face, lifting her body occasionally
to make sure he could breathe. His nose still poked her
in the ass but that was a delightful addition rather than
an intrusion.
The girls suffered the cold floor for love too - though
this time it was Justin and not Megan who benefited.
One cupped his balls and the other made a circle with
thumb and finger, wide enough to pass up and down the
shaft with the barest contact rather than the ham-fisted
approach most of their female peers would have
unwittingly employed.
Megan wondered at Tina's fine touch; she too seemed to
understand what the opposite sex preferred.
"Play with his nipples", Katie instructed. "He likes
that too. He doesn't mind if you're a little rough."
Megan had been sitting with her hands on her knees. She
looked between her thighs and realised she could and
should contribute a little pleasure in return. Thumbs
facing her pussy she reached down and began to stroke.
The other stroking had ceased though; Tina was apparently
satisfied with the state of the tower rising between the
three women.
Megan watched as Tina planted a kiss on the summit and
then let her lips spread as she slowly engulfed what
Megan suddenly realised was the girl's cousin's prick.
There was no fevered bobbing but Megan couldn't easily
see the creases appear and disappear in Tina's cheeks.
She lifted her head with the same slow, and practiced,
ease and released his organ.
Katie took her place.
Megan could tell the girls were pleasing Justin; his face
almost lifted her up as he struggled to embed his tongue
deep inside as she watched Katie devouring his prick.
Katie pulled Justin's foreskin back to expose the smooth
sensitive head before tickling the slit and then
spiralled the tip of her tongue around until it hit the
polo-neck sweater and then she too covered the length of
the pole with her gradually descending head.
Unlike Tina, Katie held the precious object at an angle
so the shape of the knob was visible against her cheek.
The soft inside of her mouth imitated the passage of his
prick into a vagina and it drove Justin even wilder.
Megan pinched the little stubs between her legs and felt
her lips being inhaled as Justin gasped at the sudden
jolt of pain. It seemed Katie had told the truth about
his acceptance of "rough play" since his response was one
of increased activity rather than an attempt at escape.
Katie had sat back again and Tina showed no sign of going
down on the young man again. They both knew he was
worked up and were giving him time to recover.
"Do the others... ?" Megan cursed her curiosity but she
wondered about the nature of her daughter's commitment to
Leslie and vice versa more than she did about the sort of
orgies they apparently engaged in.
Katie nodded and Tina said "Yes", then added - with a
grin - "Tyler's actually quite skilful."
Too much information?
Megan watched as Tina started to blow him again and Katie
turned away from the sight to look at Megan instead.
"Do you want to... ?"
Katie wasn't sure if Megan "Didn't" of just wouldn't want
to or if instead she was eagerly awaiting an invitation.
She felt a bit weird pimping her boyfriend to a woman
who, over the years, had been almost a surrogate mother
to her.
Megan felt no less weird to be considering the offer.
She had only ever gone down on two men - her husband and
one guy she had met through her studies and dated a
couple of times who liked 69. It had been so long ago
that she wondered if she could remember her technique.
Megan smiled - something Katie correctly interpreted as a
good sign; she had possessed SOME skill back then; could
she stand alongside these champions now?
Megan nodded. Yes! She would "have a go".
When Tina finished she licked her lips (as Justin was
also doing elsewhere - he certainly deserved a blowjob)
and leaned forward.
Justin could see again and opened his eyes to be greeted
by a cyclopean view. As he felt yet another mouth engulf
him (the differences WERE noticeable), he blissfully
closed his eyes and rested his tongue, just enjoying the
sensations for a few seconds before renewing his attempt
to slowly drive Megan wild.
Megan copied Katie, sliding back the fleshy cover to get
to the smooth pillow-like head. She also pressed the tip
of her tongue against his piss slit, stretching it open
with her hand so she could annoy the edge and collect the
offering of pre-cum. It tasted sweet, the small amount
only registering on the sugar receptors at the front of
her tongue.
Megan then bobbed her mouth over only the knob, letting
her lips spread the moisture of her saliva all over its
surface. Only then did she start sucking. But Megan's
technique did not involve the sucking of his prick into
her mouth.
Instead she inhaled with her lips barely clear of the
cylinder. The air passed rapidly over the surface,
cooling the wet prick before her exhalation warmed it and
her tongue quickly moistened it again.
Over and over, cool and wetly warm. She had had her
turn, it was back to the others - after one more trick.
Megan gulped air, drawing it into her stomach rather than
her lungs. She felt the delayed rumble after a second
which showed the time it took to pass down her esophagus.
It was not a lady-like activity but it showed she still
had the knack.
Now! She slid down the pole, waiting until the nausea
started to build, then relaxed just a little to let it
ease off.
Recovered she counted mentally and pushed the back of her
mouth against the knob. Before she could gag again Megan
belched in reverse, repeating the attempt to swallow air.
Some did get around the edges but that only served to
ease the passage of the young man's member into her
throat.
Katie and Tina watched in awe as Megan's nose made
contact with Justin's balls.
Megan had done it but knew she couldn't stay there.
Justin's moans under her ass showed it had been
effective.
Megan raised her head, her throat clenching around an
object too large to swallow but awkward to give back.
She coughed deliberately and her throat constricted
around the muscular obstruction. As her throat relaxed
from the spasm she straightened and it popped rather than
slid free. She sat up and was rewarded with a definite
kiss from Katie.
"Wow! Can you teach as how to do that?"
Megan nodded. Her throat was tender and she recalled NOW
that it would be tender for about a day. She swallowed
carefully before attempting to speak.
Megan rubbed her throat meaningfully. "It's a bit like
the terrorist instructing the suicide bombers when he
says 'Watch carefully - I'm only going to show you once.'
It's really just for special occasions."
It was nice to think that maybe the old dog could teach
THEM some new tricks!
The girls grinned at each other - sharing similar
thoughts. If four (or would it be five) of them knew how
to do it, Justin could still enjoy the sensation on a
regular basis - or perhaps they COULD save it for special
occasions and all have a sore throat the next day.
Justin did his best to make them happy and they liked to
reward him - occasionally.
Megan had sat back so she could enjoy the rewarding
experience JUSTIN was giving HER. Though she had
finished her blow job shd hadn't relinquished her hold on
his prick.
She put her palms together as though in prayer but no
church she was aware of would have left a rock hard penis
in between. The head was surrounded by her hands and she
gently rubbed them back and forth, a slow torsion that
stopped before the drying skin became painful.
"It really needs some massage oil. Katie, can you get a
scoop of marg out of the fridge please."
"I think I know something that's better."
"Okay, what?"
"Excuse me."
Megan released the prick and sat up, getting a nose up
her ass again for her trouble. It really was quite
pleasant.
Katie straddle Justin's hips and slid onto his erection
with no preliminaries; she was wet and knew it. She
bottomed out, rejoicing in the feel of him filling her
up, but didn't dare stay as long as she wished.
Protected from conception, she didn't want to waste a
good fuck when Justin was likely to be on a very short
fuse. Let him come and THEN she would take advantage of
his recovery period.
Katie resumed her seat and smacked the top of Tina's head
when she started to lean forward with her mouth open.
"Leave that for Megan. If you must have some you know
where it came from."
"I fully intend to get some too but you know it's nice
served up on a stick."
"True."
Katie liked 69 with Tina when Justin would fuck one after
the other for a short period, letting whoever was looking
at his prick entering the other girl's cunt lick the
juices off before he rammed himself into their cavity in
turn. By the time they got around to that sort of play
Justin had usually come two or even three times and was
considered "safe", while the girls appreciated a bit of
hard and fast after a night of sweet and sensual.
Megan couldn't believe the nature of their banter.
---
After her husband (and Tyler's father) Alex had deserted
them, and Pat had come and gone less acrimoniously, Megan
had gone back to university. There the loving had been
casual and string-free with the younger people willing to
go along with the older student's propositions where they
might not have had the confidence to make an initial
approach to her.
That had suited Megan at the time since she wanted a
career rather than a commitment that might falter after a
couple of years leaving the two of them starting over
with far less opportunity for Megan to bring in a
comfortable wage.
During that time she had bedded an occasional male and
more than just a few females but, even in that relatively
carefree time well before AIDS came along, she only
participated in one group encounter - a lesbian threesome
where an established couple got to know her, liked her,
and understood her family responsibilities.
It was an opportunity for them to explore further with
someone they didn't see as threatening. It had also
seemed and exciting novelty.
After all, she hadn't ALWAYS been as staid as she was
now, squatting over some young man's face on her kitchen
floor!
It had been pleasant at first - both women were skilled
lovers - but the atmosphere had been stifling. Both were
over eager to be the one to please Megan. Both were
slightly distressed if SHE did anything to pleasure their
companion. A sense of "I'm the only one for you" seemed
to permeate their relationship and Megan's presence had
only brought out a subdued jealousy.
Megan eventually gave up any attempt at active
participation and let them work their wonders on her and
each other. They all came and Megan had done little to
make it happen. It had been nice but it hadn't been fun.
---
THESE kids had fun! And Megan was quite happy to join
in.
The shine on Justin's prick showed how generous a coating
Katie had provided. Megan put her hands back and went to
work.
The motion of her hands still generated some friction but
the "all natural ingredients" lubricant made it a
soothing friction, not a sand-papery torment.
She was tribal, a bare-breasted woman making fire. Her
hands twirled the firestick but, though she experienced
some success, it wasn't a cloud of smoke that rose
towards the sky.
Justin came, a white fountain erupting from between her
hands and Megan wasn't the only one to watch its brief
flight over his body to land on the kitchen's vinyl
flooring.
The next spurt splashed onto his leg and Tina dipped her
finger into the puddle and offered it to Katie. Megan
watched Katie suck the finger clean before Tina lifted
one of Megan's hands from Justin's now quiescent fountain
and cleaned the spillage from Megan's thumb.
The two girls then turned to look at Megan; their
quizzical expressions made the unspoken question obvious.
Did she want to join them in tasting his semen? Was this
something they did as a matter of course or had it been a
spur of the moment thing driven by Tina? Perhaps a bet -
"Hey Tyler, bet we can make your mother swallow Justin's
cum!" - or maybe just a joke?
It didn't matter much. She could take a joke and she HAD
decided to go with the flow as much as she could. She
licked her top lip and let her mouth drop open slightly
as an invitation to the girls.
Katie reached between Megan's knees where a couple of
pale spurts had landed on his belly. Megan watched the
finger approach slowly and then opened wider, her tongue
just covering her bottom lip. Katie's finger was
simultaneously sweet and sour and bitter, with a
disturbingly warm slimy coating that Megan wiped off with
her tongue.
The finger came out wet and clean.
Megan swallowed, a miniscule amount out of all proportion
to the smiles she received. Only then did she notice the
gentle tapping at her hip and realise Justin's tongue had
been far less active. It appeared he was spent - in more
ways than one.
Megan climbed off and bent down to kiss his slimy face.
The taste of her own juices was much nicer than his cum.
"Thank you."
"And thank you!"
Katie dipped her finger on his belly again and Megan
watched as Justin too was made to suck the coating; it
required no force. Megan was no longer surprised at
anything they were going to come up with though she
couldn't recall any of her previous lovers being willing
to do the same.
"Let's clean you up and let you have a LITTLE rest. I
want you nice and strong." Katie tasted the remnants on
Justin's face before kissing him.
"*I* want a turn too and Megan might want a fuck as well
so don't expect to get much sleep tonight."
Megan decided to assure him that he would at least be
able to relax as far as she was concerned.
"It would be nice but I have no protection. I haven't
needed any for quite a while."
"I've got plenty." Katie offered.
Though on the pill there were many times when she or Tina
wanted to stay fresh. Similarly Justin had a couple
himself, making strange oval patterns in his wallet.
Megan grinned. "Well I MIGHT take you up on that then."
She stood and extended her hand to Justin, making it
easier for him to stand. He kissed her again,
approaching Megan where she would have been reluctant to
look over-eager. Katie grabbed a paper towel to roughly
wipe him ("How dare he kiss Megan before giving her one!"
she kidded.) and then the floor.
She and Tina watched Megan and Justin head off to the
bathroom together, letting Megan have a little "quiet"
time with him first.
"Well?" asked Katie. "What do you think?"
It wasn't directed about any particular aspect of the
evening - just an attempt to see if the other girl's
impressions matched her own.
"She's fun. We knew that but not like this. I wonder if
we should tell her we're all cum sisters now or would
that weird her out? Should we even tell Tyler?"
"We've always been honest about everything but..." Katie
pointed at Tina, not willing to risk being overheard. "I
don't think that should change unless one of them
indicates a need NOT to know. Do you think they'll ever
even be comfortable fooling around in the same room?"
"I don't know. How would you feel about being there with
YOUR parents? I know I would have major problems."
"I had major problems when David was with us. It ended
up being fun but I don't think I could do it on a regular
basis, not when I've got to live with him and try to be
'normal' the rest of the time."
"I suppose it assumes we will be fooling around with her
again. It would be nice. I like her."
"It would be nice here too. We don't have to wonder if
someone is going to catch us. Perhaps she'll let us
share Tyler's room if she doesn't want to join in again?"
"We can see. Hmm. Do you think we should SEE what's
keeping them? They've been an awful long time for a
quick wash."
The bathroom was empty and they made their way to Megan's
bedroom - a place Katie had seen inside of but never
actually entered. Justin was seated in the middle of
Megan's double bed, his back against a plush headboard
and with Megan's head resting on his lap.
"What kept you?"
"Oh you'll pay for that", said his sister.
She climbed in beside Megan, spooning against her body
with her hand over a plump round breast.
Katie got the slightly wider berth and faced Megan across
Justin's lap. With the covers across the women's
shoulders his penis - still recovering - was visible to
all and Katie rested her hand around the base.
They (Megan excluded) were used to playing sardines. On
the rare occasions when they could use Justin's double
bed it was usually just Katie and Tina snuggling with
him. In Katie's room all five of them had been either
forced to sit or been stacked up (not necessarily a bad
thing) on a bed intended for one.
Megan, however, had been in sole possession of her bed
ever since Tyler had grown too old to worry about thunder
or monsters in the shadows. Having bodies around and
under her was a pleasant change and it was easy to relax
in their youthful company.
Matters continued at a sociable rather than a sexual
level for quite a while though hands continued to explore
and both Megan and Katie found excuses to run a tongue
over Justin's knob as Katie leaned his stiffening prick
to one side or the other.
Megan had seen photos of two women sharing a kiss around
an erection but had never imagined herself as one of
them. It became obvious that Justin had recovered and
Katie decided she wanted him.
"Can I ask you to let Justin up please? I think he's
ready to go back to work."
"Of course."
"What if I'm not ready?"
"You don't WANT to fuck me?"
"Hey. I never said that."
"Well stop whinging then and lie down."
As they worked themselves out, Katie briefly standing by
the bed, Tina urged Megan to roll over to lay atop her.
Megan, physically similar if a little heavier than her
daughter, was a comfortable blanket for Tina. One of her
legs rested between Tina's thighs, the weight of her body
pressing against the young woman's pubic area.
Tina wriggled, enjoying the firm touch. She also loved
the way Megan's breasts spread to cover her own; they
were like the softest hands with the widest fingers.
Megan rested on her elbows looking down at a face that
was so similar to Justin's. Her body moved a little
against Tina's as she found a more comfortable position
and both enjoyed the feel of the other. She bent her
head and Tina eagerly accepted and returned her kiss.
Megan no longer had to wonder that these kids had
supported Tyler and Leslie in a stance against homophobia
- they were their lovers too and were just as "culpable".
She could understand why they had needed to conceal their
own involvement and Megan could only wonder what Katie's
parents - old friends of hers - would think of that, or
more importantly, what they would think of them sharing
Megan's bed and her body.
Megan ended the playful tongue tussle and both she and
Tina turned to watch Katie position herself over Justin.
When Katie had briefly fucked Justin on the kitchen floor
Megan was looking down at Justin's prick so not much of
the action had been visible. Now, cheek resting on
Tina's cheek (and Tina's tongue noticeably pressing up
through it), Megan was looking directly at the narrowing
gap.
It was the first time she had actually seen the technical
side of penetration; it was too easy to imagine it was
her body hovering there, waiting for her body to finally
touch his prick, waiting to feel it pushing through her
lips, opening her cunt, filling her void. She shivered
as the light visible beneath Katie's body was obscured
and then the firm fleshy rod vanished.
Tina wrapped her arms tighter around Megan and smiled; it
also affected her every time she got to witness her other
self coupling in some way with one of the other girls.
She knew the pleasure Katie was feeling but she also
appreciated the silken feel of her penis sliding deep
inside a warm wet cunt. Had Megan not been there she
would have merged, enjoying the sensation first hand.
Instead she turned her head back towards Megan, forcing
her friend's mother to lift her face clear as Tina blew
first in her ear and then quietly asked, "Would you like
to eat me?"
Megan turned away from the sight of Katie fucking - she
would have liked to watch her face as she came - and
kissed Tina yet again.
"Yes!" Quietly spoked the word nevertheless clearly
conveyed Megan's excitement. Yes, she DID want to taste
her, to relive the experience of a soft pussy in her
mouth.
Megan shifted to one side and Tina lifted a hand to
caress the patch of fur that had brushed across it.
Megan parted her legs slightly but there was insufficient
room for Tina to do more than just touch the surface
between Megan's thighs. A finger tickled and was then
withdrawn; Tina shifted up until she was sitting as
Justin had been, but propped up on two of Megan's pillows
to give the older woman easier access. (She had
violently pulled one from beneath her brother's head and
then leaned over to kiss him in compensation.
Megan knelt between Tina's ankles, sitting beside Katie.
Her arm brushed against Katie's and she put it behind the
girl's back as she felt Katie's hip moving against her
own.
"Is it good?" ("Silly question", Megan added to
herself.)
"Perfect!" answered Katie. "I'll leave you some if
like."
"I'd like." Megan didn't know if she would be leaving
Tina unfucked but decided she would do her best to make
it up to her beforehand just in case.
Still keeping an arm partly around Katie so she could
share her lovemaking in some degree, Megan extended her
other arm so she could spread her four fingers over the
spongy wedge of pubic hair on display in front of her.
Her thumb, pointing downwards, brushed over Tina's cunt
lips. Making no attempt to penetrate the folds, to seek
out the damp interior, Megan instead appreciated the
softness of another woman's body. It was a delightful
contrast to the normally harder contacts she had in her
life.
Megan worked with models. Even the teenagers tended to
be tall and svelte, they offered little opportunity for
softness on those occasions when she did make contact
with them.
Tyler was certainly softer but Megan's contact with her
daughter normally involved hands, elbows, shoulders, head
and, occasionally, a knuckle brushed across Tyler's
cheek.
None of these came close to Tina's soft pussy pillows
with their light coating of even softer hair.
Megan found herself having to swallow as her mouth
anticipated the pleasure of getting up close and
personal.
She shifted her left hand to rest on Katie's tensing
butt. It had looked somewhat sexy ever since her body
had changed from little girl to woman; a roundness that
drew your eye if you happened to be following her no
matter what your sexual preferences. Megan found it felt
as nice as it had looked, neither flabby nor overly
muscular.
A finger traced the surface until it fell into the deep
crevasse where it continued downwards until, instead of
Katie, Megan was again in contact with Justin - or more
correctly, his balls.
Megan would have had difficulty (ANYONE would!) in
believing that, for a good part of most days, the area
she was brushing with her outstretched right hand and the
objects she was fondling with her left were located only
a couple of centimetres apart.
She had no doubts that Justin was "putting it" to his
cousin on a regular basis - their earlier comments and
actions had indicated a familiarity that she hoped
wouldn't lead to ANY breeding. However the insertion of
one object into the other wasn't what would have been
unbelievable. The idea of two young people sharing the
same body was, however, simply crazy.
Megan had played voyeur long enough. Her fingers found
their way into Tina's apparently not-so-private place and
Tina was holding her legs behind her knees so Megan had
full access to both touch and see whatever she liked.
And like it she did.
Justin got a little tap on his dangling, and jiggling,
balls then Megan lay down properly beside him and pushed
the bedclothes off the end of the bed as her shins
protruded past the mattress. Her mouth made contact with
Tina's pussy.
It was an experience every bit as nice as she remembered!
Kisses can be tissue paper soft or concrete hard; they
can be teasing, sensuous, passionate, violent; teeth can
nibble or stretch a partner's lips - in extreme cases
they can bite gently or painfully; tongues can explore or
tease in turn, caressing or exciting.
Sometime such kisses even involve two faces - this time
they did not.
Megan had shown she knew a thing or two about blow jobs -
not bad for an old girl, hey? Tina found she also knew
three, four or five about muff diving. If she could only
pay attention to what Megan was doing - and then pass it
on to Justin - he would have to become the most
accomplished young man on the planet.
Tina was in Hell! It had to be Hell because in Heaven
she would have felt like that forever.
Instead her body betrayed her; weak and cowardly it tried
to escape an overwhelming sense of sexual satisfaction by
coming. Tina's thighs clamped around Megan's head and
her juices flooded over the pillow, exceeding the skilful
cunnalinguist's ability to cope.
[Megan wouldn't mind having to wash the pillow case - in
good time; the slightly crusty stained patch retained
enough scent for her to reminisce over the next couple of
nights and, when it was finally washed, she seriously
considered getting it dirty all over again.]
Tina had come, and was exhausted at being kept at a sub-
climatic state for so long. She only wished she could be
even more tired.
Megan climbed out from between Tina's legs and moved up
her body, kissing her breasts for the first time on her
way to a well earned kiss. When Megan rolled off and
turned onto her back, Tina snuggled in close to her side
and rested her head on Megan's chest as she so often did
with Justin.
They had just missed Katie's own climax but the look of
satisfaction, and her own exhaustion, said it all.
"Come on sweetheart. Let me pee and I'll clean you up
again." Katie disengaged herself and headed for the
bathroom. Justin gave her a couple of minutes privacy
first.
"You seemed to enjoy yourself Tina."
"You won't believe it."
Tina's response to her cousin seemed phrased oddly to
Megan - "Won't" instead of "Wouldn't" - but not
significant enough to query or pedantically correct.
"If you don't give this lovely woman whatever sort of
fucking - hard, slow, or upside down - that she wants,
I'm going to go on strike and I'll take the others out
with me. You won't even have Mrs Palm's daughters by the
time we finish with you."
"Hey! Go easy on me. Wait until AFTERWARDS and THEN see
if there are any complaints."
"I'm just warning you buster!"
Justin, surprised at his sister's exuberance, directed
his comments to Megan instead.
"At least she tastes nicer than she talks! Hmm?"
"She is - You are - delicious, Tina." Megan was not
going to talk about Tina as though she wasn't there.
"I'd be interested in how you rate the others; some are
sweeter, some more musky. The variations are fun."
"I might try Katie but I don't think Leslie and I..."
"Mmm. I can see. Well, try Katie at least. Back in an
minute."
"You definitely have to eat Katie, I want to watch her go
through what you put me through. I wish I could return
the favour."
"I think the fact you're cuddling with me right now is
more than adequate. I can't tell you how long it's been
- I'd sound far too old! I wasn't too sure when we
started but I have to say I've had so much fun and I
wouldn't have missed it for anything."
"Sex should be fun, don't you think?"
"You've shown me that. I've never been actually
inhibited..."
"The blowjob showed THAT."
"Yeah, well. I've fooled around some in my time but
nothing prepared me for what you lot get up to. I hope
you're all careful."
"We are - most of the time. Things get outrageous at
times but never unsafe. And if you're thinking
contraception, that's covered too - literally most of the
time. Justin usually wears a condom so we can jump right
back in, as tasty as ever. It also helps him last a bit
longer when the pressure's on. There MIGHT be a bit of
danger from the odd sperm on a finger but, as you see, we
tend to keep him pretty clean - if only because that's
fun too."
"I saw. There were plenty of towels in the bathroom when
I showered earlier."
Tina laughed. "I confess. We're all slobs!"
She thought for a second or two. "Have you ever
considered replacing your shower with a bigger one?
About all you can do in it is get clean."
"Bigger? Surely it's big enough for even two?" She and
Justin certainly had enjoyed their watery cuddle though
both preferred to get dry and warm up again in her bed.
"But what happens if you have five, or even six?" Tina
looked meaningfully at Megan.
"Looks like we just shuttle through in smaller numbers or
let a couple use the bath. Sorry, no renovations!"
Her unwillingness to allow adjustments to her ablution
facilities did not stop Megan from imagining having the
five - yes, Tyler and Leslie as well - spread around her
under the streaming water. Visions of soapy bodies
writhing against her own were almost enough for her to
consider phoning for a quote.
Justin and Katie came back hand in hand and, after
picking up the bedclothes, Justin lay down next to Megan.
Their bodies pressed together as he left a little room
for Katie to lie next to him.
Instead she pushed him onto his back and climbed between
his legs so she could use his soft abdomen as her pillow.
It was cosy and her hand held Tina's over Megan's furry
triangle.
As usual there was a little reorganisation. Megan lifted
her head so Justin could slide his arm behind her pillow,
Tina slid her head down from Megan's shoulder to her
stomach and Katie lifted while Justin rearranged his
equipment and her breasts. Megan turned out the light.
It had grown late; they had made more than a night of it
and they could all use some sleep.
Why was Megan surprised then when, after getting
comfortable, Tina moved her head so she could suck on
Megan's left breast while Katie climbed up to lie on
Justin so she could then lean over to suck on the right
one. Each also had a hand wrapped around a thigh though
they stopped short of touching her pussy.
"That's nice girls; just like that; nothing more for now.
But Justin, if what I remember about morning hard ons is
correct, I don't mind you waking me up - provided you're
covered. Is that understood?"
Justin just avoided saying "Yes Ma'am." THAT might have
emphasised the relationship they had worked so hard to
overcome.
"Yes Ma-egan. Any special requests?"
"Just slow and steady until I'm properly awake and we can
work things out from there. Thank you."
"The thanks are all ours Megan. You've been wonderful."
Megan drifted off to sleep with the two girls gradually
stopping as they too slumbered and her dreams were of a
paradise with the three of them at her permanent beck and
call.
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