The next morning I was up early hoping to catch a glimpse of Jane and
Jacqui groping each other. But when I scanned the room I could see
that I was too late. The bed was empty and Jacqui’s clothes were gone.
I opened my door and managed to hear them talking down stairs in the
kitchen. Damn! I had missed seeing Jacqui in the bathroom, too.
Tiff was eating breakfast when I got downstairs. She and Mom were
sitting at the kitchen table. Tiff was smiling. That always meant I
had to do something that I was probably not going to like.
“Eddy, ” said Mom, “I’m glad you got down here before I left. Tiff is
having some of her friends over for a pool party today and a sleepover
tonight. I’ll need you to act as a lifeguard while they are in the
pool.”
“But Mom,” I protested, I wanted to go into town today for more
equipment. And besides, Jane’s much better at being a life guard than
I am.”
“Jane and her friend Jacqui have already left for town,” said Mom.
“They won’t be back until this evening. Martha’s going into town with
me to buy a present for boyfriend. We’ll be staying overnight with my
sister Mary, so that leaves just you to act as lifeguard.”
“Now, here’s what I want you to do while I’m gone and Tiff’s friends
are here,” continued Mom. First clean the pool and the pool house.
Then I want you to be near or in the pool the whole time that Tiff and
her friends are swimming. They can make sandwiches for lunch and
there’s some casserole in the freezer for supper. You can heat it up
for them while they shower after swimming.”
Martha came into the kitchen at that time or I would have been in
charge of blowing their noses and wiping their butts, too.
“We need to get going, Mom,” said Martha. “I want to be at the mall
when it opens.”
“Yes, Martha,” said Mom, “I’m ready to go.” Mom grabbed her purse as
she walked to the door.
Martha took the car keys off the hook and asked, “Can I drive into
town?”
“No, it’s much too busy on the roads this time of day.”
I couldn’t hear the rest of the argument because the door shut behind
them. I was trapped with a gaggle of prepubescent girls for a whole
day. It wasn’t the worst fate a boy my age could suffer. I started
pondering how I could turn this into a pleasant opportunity to spy on
my sister and her friends’ cunts.
The PEEPER in the pool house was a no brainer. I would just have to
make sure that they all changed into suits before I came down to act as
lifeguard. And, of course tonight when they changed into pajamas, I
would get another look at their hairless little pussies and their flat
little girl tits. I would just have to accept my lot in life.
I spent the morning cleaning the pool and the pool house. I also
arranged the furniture in the pool house so that there was no
convenient place to sit down that was out of sight of the camera.
Everything was ready when the girls started arriving. By 1:00 PM all
of the girls were there. Six nubile young girls. I had to supervise
all day long. Sometimes a brother’s burden is almost too hard to bear.
Other times it can be such stuff as dreams are made of.
They were all talking in the living room when I took the opportunity to
lay down the ground rules for the pool party.
“Alright, girls,” I started, “My Mom left me in charge of everything
that goes on in the pool, so here’s how things will go. No one can be
in the water unless I am in the pool or next to the pool. If I find
out that anyone has been in the pool while I was not there, the pool
will be closed for the rest of the day.
“Second, if I say to get out of the pool, I mean that you will leave
the pool immediately. If you don’t leave quickly enough to suit me,
then I will close the pool for the rest of the day.
“Third, if I tell you to stop doing something, then you stop doing it.
No running near the pool, no dunking someone, no rough horseplay. If I
see that type of activity, I will tell you to stop once. If I see it
again, the pool will be closed.”
My big speech killed the laughter for a few seconds. Now that I looked
like a real horses-ass to the girls I smiled. “Fourth, you have to
have fun in the pool. If you don’t have fun, I will have to throw you
in the water.”
The girls giggled.
“Let’s get our suits on,” said Tiff.
The girls grabbed their gym bags and headed for the pool house.
Giggling and whispering to each other.
I ran upstairs to watch the teenybopper show live from our pool house.
The monitor was already warmed up and tuned to the pool house. I
watched the girls enter and shut the door. There were benches and
chairs along two of the walls and a shower at the far end.
All six girls started to undress to put on their swimsuits. I have
already described Tiff so I will just describe the other girls.
Mel is Tiffs age. She’s the shortest of all the girls. She still has
some baby fat all over. She seemed to be very embarrassed to be
changing in front of the other girls. She had no tits and no hair.
The AA training bra she wore was more for the benefit of being one of
the other girls than actually needing to support anything. Her suit
was a very modest one-piece suit.
Heather and Sara are twins. They are also Tiff’s age and height.
Their tits are still small but they have no baby fat at all. The bras
that they wore actually had some wok to do. Not much but some. I
thought I could detect a little peach fuzz just starting to sprout on
their pubic mounds. I hoped I got the opportunity later to see if I
was right. They were totally unconcerned about undressing with the
other girls. Their suits were standard two piece affairs that were
identical.
Gail was older than the other girls by about a year. She was the
tallest girl and had the largest breasts. Her breasts would have been
the envy of a sixteen-year old. They were full globes that had large
areolas and prominent nipples. Gail’s pussy was not covered with light
downy pubic hair. She had a really lush patch of dark hair covering
her pussy. This girl was definitely fuckable in every way. Her suit
was not a simple two piece. She was wearing a string bikini top that
barely covered her delectable areolas and nipples. The bikini bottom
was a little too small. It was so tight that I could make out the
crack of her pussy lips through the smashed pubic hair. I bet myself
that I would also be able to see stray wisps of hair along the edges of
the leg holes.
Sally was not undressing at all. I knew she was almost Gail’s age but
her figure was more like Tiff’s. Very boyish, no tits, and no hips.
No baby fat but also no softening of the curves like Heather and Sara.
She seemed to be waiting for the other girls to leave before she put on
her suit. She had slowly removed her shoes and socks and had
unbuttoned two buttons of her blouse but was spending a lot more time
looking miserable than she was getting ready to swim.
I saw Gail lean over and whisper something to Sally. Sally immediately
blushed bright red and nodded.
Gail reached behind her back to untie her top. She took it off and
began to untie the neck strap. She fiddled with it as the other girls
started walking back to the pool.
“Are you guys coming?” asked Tiff as she got to the door.
“Be right there,” said Gail. “I just have to adjust this bra. It was
chafing my neck.”
“Me, too,” said Sally. “I’ll help Gail tie her bra.”
When Tiff had closed the door, Gail turned to Sally. Sally looked like
she was about to burst into tears.
“You know, Sally,” said Gail, “getting your period is not the end of
the world. I’ve been having them for almost a year now.”
“I know it’s not the end of the world,” said Sally, “but I can’t go out
wearing this huge pad with my bikini. Everyone will know what it is
and laugh at me. God, I will die of embarrassment. Even with jeans on
I feel like everyone can tell.”
“Why don’t you use a tampon?” asked Gail.
“My mother doesn’t use them and I just started having it this morning.
She thinks girls who use tampons will start to masturbate and get
sexually active because they will bust their own cherries putting in
the tampons.”
“Well I use tampons and I still have my cherry,” said Gail. “Do you
want to use one of mine?”
“Oh, yes, I would,” Sally cried, “but I don’t know how to put it in!”
Sally was almost in tears again.
Gail sighed deeply. She was still holding her bikini bra and the sigh
emphasized the swell of her tits nicely.
Gail dropped the bra onto a chair and reached for her purse. She
withdrew two tampons and said, “Take off your pants and panties. I’ll
show you how it’s done.”
Sally removed her jeans but hesitated at removing her panties. I could
see the bulge of the pad wadded up between her legs. It looked very
uncomfortable.
Gail came to the rescue again. “Go into the bathroom and take off your
panties. There should be a washcloth in there to wash your pussy with.
Just wrap the pad in toilet paper and drop it in the wastebasket. Come
back when you’re done.”
Gail slipped her bikini bottom off while she waited for Sally. Sally
was only gone less than a minute.
Gail handed Sally one of the tampons. “Alright, now,” said Gail, “Take
off the wrapping. Now, put one foot up on a chair. Hold the tampon
like this.”
Sally faced Gail with one foot up a chair. Gail’s back was to me so I
could see what she was doing.
“O.K.,” said Gail, “That’s right. Now use your free hand to spread
your cunt lips apart like this. I could see Sally blushing a brilliant
shade of crimson.
“Now, take the tampon and push it into your vagina slowly at an angle
like this.” Gail said. “If you feel the tampon bump into your cherry,
you can move the tampon a little until you find the opening to it.
When your fingers reach your cuntlips then push the inside tube of the
tampon all the way in. Then take your finger off the string and pull
both tubes out. Make sure the little string is hanging out so you can
pull the tampon out later.”
Gail showed the empty tubes to Sally. Sally extracted the empty tampon
tubes but did not show them to Gail.
“Can you feel the tampon?” asked Gail.
“No, I can’t,” said Sally.
“Good,” said Gail. “That means you did it right. Tonight before you go
to bed, you will need to pull it out. Just grab the string and pull
gently. It should slide right out. Then wrap it in tissue and throw
it in the wastebasket. Don’t flush it down the toilet.”
Gail put her bikini back on and waited for Sally.
Sally got her bikini out of her gym bag. Her bikini was not very
revealing. The bottom was cut to look like a small pair of shorts.
The top was covered her chest like she was a six year old girl.
Sally’s tits were small to the point of just being two small mounds on
her chest. Tiff’s tits were larger than Sally’s. Although now that
Sally was having periods that should change fast.
When Gail and Sally opened the pool house door I quickly changed into
my baggies so that I would be able to hide any embarrassing reactions I
might have to being near so many pussies and tits.
I turned on the pool monitor so that I could record any happenings for
viewing later before I split for the pool.
The girls were dangling their feet in the water while they waited for
me. Gail’s top was indeed a joke. The minute she started bouncing
around her tits would pop out of that bra. Gail was sitting with her
legs spread and I saw that I had won my bet. There were stray hairs
sticking out of the crotch of her bikini bottom.
“Did all of you shower before coming out here?” I asked the girls. I
could see from their dry suits that no one had.
They all moaned and grumbled but they also all went in to shower.
Gail’s tits were indeed having a hard time staying confined to the
modest bits of cloth that covered her nipples as she stalked back to
the pool house to shower. She had to keep adjusting herself. This was
going to be interesting.
The shower was cold so Gail’s nipples were had as flint when she got
back to the pool. The swim suits on Heather and Sara had become
translucent when exposed to water. Their areolas were quite visible
beneath the sheer bikini bras.
“O.K. girls, go ahead and jump in,” I shouted.
All of the girls except Gail immediately jumped into the shallow end of
the pool. Gail took one running step but at a frown from me she slowed
to a fast walk down to the deep end. When she got there she dove into
the water headfirst and here tits promptly fell out of the bra.
Gail swam under water all the way to the shallow end. She stood up
with her back to be as she struggled to push her breasts back into the
too small bikini top. The other girls giggled and gathered around her
to prevent my seeing what was going on. I sat in a lounge chair and
pretended to read a magazine
For the next hour I would glance up every minute or so to see that
every one was safe and that the girls were just swimming or splashing
around. They got cold after an hour and got out to lie in the sun. I
managed to get in a few surreptitious peeks at some prepubescent
nipples while they were lying on their backs and more than a few
(unnoticed I hoped) looks at Gail’s mouthwatering melons.
When the girls got back in for another round of splashing and play I
decided to join them in the water. I started by repeating Gail’s dive
into the deep end followed by a long underwater swim to the shallow
end. Instead of surfacing for air and having to tuck myself back into
my clothing however I came up next to Tiff and tossed her about a foot
into the air. She came down with a splash and a shriek. My trick had
the desired effect. All of the girls wanted me to do the same to them.
While the girls were crowding around trying to be next I managed to run
into Gail’s tits a few times. She looked at me suspiciously at first
but I soon found that I didn’t have to accidentally do anything. Gail
was continually brushing her chest across my back and arms as she
waited for her turn to be tossed. More than once I felt her hand on my
erect penis as I lifted her into the air. I thought about taking
things a little further but decided to wait for a moment that was a
little less public.
The swim came to an abrupt end as Heather and Sara grabbed Gail’s waist
and tried to toss her in the air like I had been doing. Gail was too
heavy for them and she started to fall. Gail reached out to grab onto
something and her finger found Heather’s top. Sara reached out to
prevent Gail from falling and all her fingers found was Gail’s bra.
Gail went under holding Heather’s bra in her hand and leaving her bra
in Sara’s hand.
Heather shrieked and covered her breasts with her hands as she tried to
run to the side of the pool. Sara dropped Gail’s top and ran to join
her sister. Tiff, Mel, and Sally stared at the floating bikini bra for
a second before they began laughing. I headed for the edge of the pool
to get a towel for Gail. By the time I got the towel Gail was striding
across the shallow end of the pool towards Heather and Sara. The steel
hard look in her eyes told to nip this thing in the bud before someone
got hurt.
“Gail!” I shouted. She stopped to look at me. God, she does have
lovely tits I though to myself.
“Put this on!” I commanded as I tossed her the towel.
Gail caught the towel and slowly and deliberately draped it over her
shoulders. She let it fall to cover her breasts.
Heather had managed to wrap a towel around herself and was trying not
to cry over the humiliation of losing her top in the pool.
“Swimming is over for the day!” I told the girls sternly. “Go into the
pool house to shower and change. Heather and Sara, you get changed
first the come back out here. Gail, you get out of the pool and come
talk to me before you go in to shower and dress.”
The girls did not move. They looked a little stunned that someone who
had been playing games with them just a few seconds ago could turn into
an ogre so fast.
“I mean right now, girls!” I snapped. They hustled off to the pool
house.
Gail started toward the pool house. She still had that murderous look
in her eyes.
I blocked her way. “Gail,” I said tersely, “wrap that towel around
yourself and sit down for a minute. I want to talk to you before
someone gets hurt.”
Gail glared at me but she turned her back and wrapped the towel around
her chest before stomping over to a lounge chair and sitting on the
edge.
“You know that Heather and Sara didn’t mean to tear your swim suit,” I
started calmly. “You didn’t mean to tear Heather’s suit either. It
was an accident. Heather and Sara should not have tried to lift you
and that started the chain. Their intent was to play not to cause the
loss of your bikini top. I think intent is important here. You intend
to go in there and cause someone some harm. I can’t allow that.”
Gail was angry and was also choking back tears. “It wasn’t my suit,”
she sobbed. “It’s my sister’s. I borrowed it without asking. I can’t
take it back like this. She’ll never let me borrow anything of her’s
again. Our parents will side with her because I didn’t ask permission
first. I’ll be grounded for a month and I’ll have to pay for a new
bikini out of my allowance. I’ll be broke for months. The suit cost
over a hundred dollars.”
She started crying then. I hugged her shoulder as I tried to think of
something to say. I looked up to see Heather and Sara peering through
the pool house window. I motioned for them to go away. They
disappeared from view.
“Can the suit be repaired?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” replied Gail in between sobs. “Maybe.”
“Stay here,” I said, “I’ll get it and we can look.”
I retrieved both bikini bras and looked at the torn straps. The neck
strap and one side strap had torn loose from one of the bra cups. The
straps had torn not the cup. That seemed to me like a repairable tear.
I showed the bra to Gail. “The bra cup didn’t tear,” I told her. “I
think it can be fixed. Do you know anyone who can do an emergency
sewing job?”
A little hope came into her eyes and voice. “Yes,” she said. “Mrs.
Walters, she lives next door to Sara and Heather. She does alterations
for lots of people. She’s pretty good but I don’t know what she will
charge.”
“Stay here,” I said. I walked to the door of the pool house and
knocked loudly. “Are you girls decent? I asked. I heard a chorus of
‘Yes’s’.
As a precaution I opened the door but looked away as I yelled, “Sara
and Heather, come out here!”
I walked them back to Gail. “Girls,” I said in my best judicial voice,
“you are responsible for ripping Gail’s swim suit so you will need to
pay to have it repaired. How much money do you have right now.”
They whined and pleaded poverty but eventually came up with a twenty-
dollar bill. I went into the house to call Mrs. Walters. She said
that she could probably sew the suit back together in a few minutes and
would only charge ten dollars.
“I will take the bra over to be repaired now,” I said, “and I will go
get it later tonight. If there is any money left from the bill you
girls can have it back. Heather, if you like I will take your suit to
her also.”
Heather, Sara, and Gail all agreed to my terms.
The other girls had joined us by the pool. “Everything’s alright
girls,” I told them. “Go on in the house for a snack. I have a few
more things to discuss with Gail and then I need to take Gail’s swim
suit in to be repaired.”
When the girls were in the house I turned back to Gail. “Mrs. Walters
can have the bra fixed by nine tonight. Come to my room after ten to
pick it up. I’m sure the other girls don’t want me to disturb them
while they are playing or talking.”
“Yes,” she said, “I wouldn’t want to be disturbed. You’ll see me at
ten tonight.”
Gail stood up to go change. She opened the towel again to wrap it
tighter around her chest. I got another flash of her magnificent tits
before she closed the towel and sashayed to the pool house. The towel
had looked pretty secure to me. I didn’t think it needed to be
adjusted. But I’m sure she knew better than I that the towel was about
to slip.
I biked the bikini tops over to be sewn and waited for them. Mrs.
Walters only charged me fifteen dollars and was surprised when I asked
for a receipt for that much. I stuffed the bras into my shirt while I
was in the garage before running upstairs to hide them in my dresser.
I spent the evening listening to preadolescent giggling and chatter.
At nine I told the girls to start getting ready for bed. The protests
and supplications fell on deaf ears. I wanted the little twats out of
the way so that I could devote some time to the big twat.
I watched each girl wash up in Tiff’s bathroom before changing into a
nightgown or pajamas. Gail I noticed wearing a translucent satin
nightdress with spaghetti straps. Her tits strained against the
material. She had brought a more modest robe to wear over the
nightgown. I was disappointed when she put it on.
I watched Tiff’s room until lights out at 10:00. At 10:30 I heard a
soft rap at my door.
“Come in,” I said equally quietly. Gail entered my room. She was
wearing her robe over the nightgown. I tried to not let my hopes fade.
Maybe I had misunderstood.
Gail quickly removed any doubts. She practically sucked the breath
from my lungs as she drove her tongue down my throat. A hand clamped
to my throbbing cock also helped assuage any lingering doubts.
We broke the kiss to catch our breaths. Gail’s robe and nightgown hit
the floor. My robe and shorts were right behind hers. I buried my
face in those beautiful breasts. I suckled her like a starving infant.
I slowed down a bit to gently flick my tongue across each steel hard
nipple before running my tongue down her belly and through the thicket
of hair that hid her pussy from view.
I was just getting my tongue into the cleft of her pussy when I heard a
whispered “Gail?” from my doorway.
“Shit,” I thought to myself, “this may be difficult to explain to the
girls. Not that many females get artificial respiration through their
vaginas.”
“Gail, I need another tampon,” whispered Sally.
It was dark in my room. Sally hadn’t seen us yet. There was no way
she could miss us for long. Two naked bodies scrambling to put on
robes could not be mistaken for anything else.
Gail kept my head pressed against her cunt. I decide to keep eating
her until Sally screamed or left.
“I’m busy right now, Sally,” gasped Gail as my tongue flicked against
her clitoris. “I’ll get one for you in a little while.”
“O.K., Gail,” whispered Sally. “What are you doing in Eddy’s room. I
don’t think you should be in.Oh, my God!”
I deduced that Sally had either stubbed her toe or finally figured out
what was going on. The latter seemed a lot more likely considering the
tone. The lack of screams and rapidly retreating footsteps also told
me that Sally was more interested in learning than in raising an alarm.
I liked girls who were eager to learn.
Gail released my head as she turned to face Sally. “I’ll get you your
damned tampon in a minute. Right now I have something else to do!”
hissed Gail.
“Gail, why don’t you have any clothes on?” whispered Sally.
“That’s none of your goddamn business,” said Gail in a low menacing
tone. “Now scram, Sally!”
“Are you and Eddy going to have sex?” asked Sally.
“Jesus Christ!” muttered Gail. “Nobody can be that stupid.” Gail was
rapidly losing her sexy mood and drifting toward a violent one.
I stepped in to calm things down again. “Gail,” I said, “I don’t think
we want Sally running back to tell the other girls about our little
party. Perhaps we should ask her to stay. Maybe even join us?”
Gail gave me an appraising look. “O.K.,” she said. “Sally, Eddie and
I are going to have a little fun. You can stay if you want to on one
condition. You have to be naked, just like us. Do you want to stay?”
Sally looked very uncomfortable for a minute. Then her curiosity
overrode her embarrassment.
Gail pushed my head back down to her crotch as Sally started taking off
her clothes. I started licking and sucking Gail’s cunt again.
After a few minutes Gail said, “Take off the panties, too, Sally. I
said naked and I mean naked.”
“But I got my period and the thing is hanging out,” pleaded Sally.
“Nobody gives a goddamn about the tampon string hanging out of your
cunt,” said Gail bluntly. “Lose the panties or get out. Oh, god that
feels so good, Eddy. Let’s get on the bed and get more comfortable.”
Gail allowed me to stand up again. Sally was still in the room (sans
panties). Sally held one hand self-consciously over her pussy and the
other over one breast.
I waited for Gail to lie on her back on the bed but she pushed me onto
the bed.
“Lie on you back, Eddy,” said Gail, “you’re not done eating your
bedtime snatch yet. Sally, make yourself useful. Play with Eddy’s
cock while he eats me.”
Sally held my cock gingerly while she squeezed it and moved her hand up
and down my shaft. I had better odds to get myself off riding a
bicycle.
Gail started moaning as she approached orgasm. She ground her crotch
against my face as she came abruptly.
Gail collapsed on the bed beside me when her orgasm subsided.
Sally continued to play with my cock tentatively. She looked afraid of
it. Like it might biter her or suddenly start beating her without
warning or cause.
Gail watched Sally’s timid movements for a minute before she sighed,
“Never send a child to do a woman’s job. That’s not how you play with
a guy’s cock, Sally. This is how you do it.”
Gail pushed Sally’s hand away from my dick. Gail grabbed it firmly and
began pumping with a smooth steady rhythm. I thought things couldn’t
get better but then Gail took my cock in her mouth. I had never had a
blowjob but if they are all as good as this one I wanted one daily.
Sally giggled with embarrassment. She had covered her mouth with both
hands as she giggled, exposing her pussy to my cunt crazy eyes. I
reached out to feel her hairless pussy.
Sally stiffened and pulled back as soon as my hand touched her cunt.
Gail stopped sucking my dick long enough to tell Sally, “You wanna
stay, you gotta play. Let Eddy play with your pussy or get out.”
Sally came back within reach. I pushed her hand aside to finger her
cunt again.
“Don’t shove your fingers in too deep, Eddy,” said Gail. “She’s still
got her cherry and you wouldn’t want to bust it with a finger instead
of a cock.”
Sally stiffened again as my fingers probed at her crack but she didn’t
back off. I stopped trying to worm my fingers into her crack and began
to massage her clit and cunt lips.
Sally’s cunt knew how to respond to that. She quickly provided all the
lubrication I needed to give her a good finger fuck.
Gail stopped the blowjob. “That’s enough of that, Eddy,” she said. “I
need a cock inside me.”
I expected Gail to lie on her back but she surprised me again. She
straddled my hips as she guided my stiff cock to her eager young cunt.
Her tight, wet, velvety soft tunnel of love surrounded my cock. Two
minutes ago, I thought that nothing could beat a blowjob. Gail had
already proved me wrong.
Gail started fucking herself on my cock. I thought I was in heaven.
My balls were already aching for the relief of an orgasm. I held back
as long as I could but in only a minute I was pumping my cum into
Gail’s cunt. I though I would never stop.
Gail kept humped my rapidly shrinking cock util it was too limp to stay
inside her. I tried to stay hard but there was no fighting nature. I
was spent for a little while at least.
“Shit!” cried Gail. “You came already! I want another orgasm, you son-
of-bitch.”
Gail dismounted my hips allowing my deflated cock to fall against my
belly with a quiet plop.
“Gail,” I said, “my jaw is sore and dick is spent. Give me an hour to
recover and will oblige you with either of them. But right now I just
want to nap. Maybe Sally can help you.”
Gail turned to Sally. “Alright, Sally,” said Gail, “tonight you’re
going to learn to eat pussy. Take you fingers of her cunt, Eddy. She
needs to get between my legs.”
I stopped stroking Sally hairless pussy lips and took Sally’s hand to
guide her between Gail’s open legs.
Sally lay on the bed with her mouth just inches from Gail’s sopping
engorged pussy lips. I could see gobs of my cum oozing out of Gail’s
cunt to run down her glistening slit.
Sally was clearly reluctant to put her mouth to Gail’s pussy.
“Go ahead, Sally,” I said. “You’ll like it, once you try it. Gail
does have a very good tasting pussy. The cum I put in there is just an
added bonus.”
I remembered how Gail had practically jammed my face into her crotch.
If Sally didn’t get to it P.D.Q., she would have the same thing done to
her. I gently pushed Sally’s head down to Gail’s crotch.
Sally stuck out her tongue and licked Gail’s pussy lips once. She
looked at me. “It tastes kind of salty,” said Sally. “Does it always
taste like that.”
“Not always,” I said. “I just squirted a bunch of semen into her so
that is mostly what you are tasting right now. Lick all along Gail’s
pussy lips. Lick your tongue right up to the top of her slit to the
little nub of flesh. The tickle that nub with the tip of your tongue.
That will make Gail squirm with delight.”
Sally did just what I suggested. Gail shuddered and grabbed handfuls
of sheets in an effort to control her screaming desire for an orgasm.
I was tempted to push Gail out of the way to finish the job myself. I
resisted the temptation when I flexed my sore jaw and was rewarded with
a twinge of pain.
“Just keep licking along the slit,” I said, “Suck the little nub into
your mouth and tickle it with the tip of your tongue, too. Not too
hard though, Gail is pretty sensitive right now.”
Sally was a fast learner. She was licking and sucking Gail’s pussy
like a pro. Gail was rapidly approaching her orgasm. I got off the
bed to get a better view.
Sally was kneeling on the floor with her face buried between Gail’s
thighs. Sally’s bare pussy lips winked at me in the dim light. They
looked awfully lonely without a friendly hand to caress them.
I knelt beside Sally to resume the caresses that had been so recently
interrupted by my untimely orgasm. Sally responded by moaning softly
and spreading her legs to allow me better access to her sopping cunt.
Sally worked even harder on Gail’s cunt. Both girls were emitting soft
cries of desire and pleasure. The room seemed saturated with the scent
of pussy juice and cum.
My dick began to recover as I watched the two girls in their sexual
frenzy. My fingers continued their massaging of Sally’s swollen pussy
lips. I felt the string of Sally’s tampon.
“Sally,” I whispered, ” do you want to feel a cock inside you? I have
a condom. I can put it on and show you what a real fuck is like.
Would you like that?”
“Yes,” squeaked Sally between slurps.
I grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it onto my firmly
erect cock. I positioned myself behind Sally and guided my cock to the
entrance of her vagina. I started pushing at the opening and felt
something that was not flesh. I backed my cock away while I pulled the
tampon out of Sally’s cunt.
I began to fuck Sally with slow shallow strokes to allow her
lubrication to ease my entrance into her virginal pussy. Sally’s cunt
was even tighter than Gail’s was. I soon encountered the barrier of
her cherry.
Sally was well lubricated by this time so I slowed my fucking to allow
her vagina to adjust to the presence of a cock. I continued to bump
against Sally’s hymen with increasingly insistent strokes. I waited
for the right moment to break through Sally’s virginal barrier.
The moment came at last. Gail whimpered with ecstasy as her orgasm
finally arrived. She shuddered and rolled her head from side to side
in the throes of passion. When Gail’s shudders diminished, I rammed my
cock all the way into Sally’s by now eager pussy. Sally’s virginity
yielded to my shaft. My god she was tight.
Sally let out a small yip as my cock tore through her maidenhead. I
stopped with my cock buried to the hilt in Sally’s no longer virginal
pussy.
“Are you hurt, Sally?” I asked her in a whisper. “Do you want me to
stop?”
“No, don’t stop,” Sally mumbled around Gail’s satiated pussy lips. “It
hurt a little when you pushed it in but it’s alright now.”
I reached around Sally’s waist with one arm to massage her clit as I
fucked her from behind. My cock was hard as a rock again. I was
nowhere near having an orgasm right now. I felt as though I could fuck
Sally’s tight little pussy until she was dry.
Sally was in no danger of going dry however. As I continued to slide
my cock in and out, Sally was providing enough lubrication to drown a
man. My fingers were soaked. Sally’s clit was so engorged it felt
like a small penis. My fingers continued to slide gently along both
sides of that wondrous clit as my cock pounded away at Sally’s womb.
Sally began to jerk and shudder. Small animal-like cries and moans
came from her mouth as Sally’s orgasm gained possession of her
faculties. The frantic pulsations of Sally’s vagina triggered my own
orgasm. I wasn’t going to be able to fuck Sally all night after all.
I collapsed onto Sally’s back. I was exhausted after two orgasms in
less than half an hour.
Sally’s mumbled protestation’s got me to lift myself off of her to
allow her to breathe. Sally gasped for air.
I crawled back onto the bed to lie next to a smiling Gail. Sally
crawled up to join us. It was a tight fit for three of us in one bed.
I lay between both girls enjoying the feeling of two nubile young
bodies on either side of me.
Sally was massaging her now deflowered pussy with one hand.
“I didn’t think I could get this wet,” Sally said. She lifted her
sopping hand up to look at it. It had a distinctly reddish tinge.
“My god,” cried Sally, “I’m bleeding!” She immediately clamped her
hand back onto her pussy.
“Relax, Sally,” said Gail. “It’s just a combination of your period and
losing your cherry. We need to wash your cunt and then plug you up
with another tampon before we get blood all over Eddy’s blankets.”
Gail started issuing orders. “Sally, you keep your legs together so
you don’t leak anymore. Eddy, you go to the bathroom to get a wash
cloth. I’ll go get my purse. I have another tampon in there.”
Both of us obeyed Gail’s orders. Gail put on her robe and went to get
a tampon.
I dropped the condom in my wastebasket as I went to get the washcloth.
I got back to Sally first. I brought two wet washcloths and a dry
towel.
I sat on the bed beside Sally. I pried her legs apart to gently wash
most of the blood from her pussy using one of the wash cloths. When I
was done I folded the other wash cloth into a pad and placed it on her
clean pussy lips. Sally streaks of blood and pussy juice down both
legs.
“Hold that on your pussy,” I told Sally.
Sally held the pad in place as I washed the streaks from her legs.
When I was done I dried her legs and pussy with the towel. Sally had
tears in her eyes.
“Are you feeling alright?” I asked Sally. “Are you sorry about our
having sex?”
“No,” said Sally in a trembling voice. “I’m afraid you won’t like me
because I got all wierded out when I saw the blood. I didn’t mean to
be a baby about it. I just forgot about my period and that there might
be some blood from having my cherry popped. I’m sorry I freaked out
about it, Eddy. Please say it’s all right.”
I suppressed the impulse to laugh. The tone in Sally’s voice told me
that this was very serious stuff to her.
“Sally,” I said, I still like you. I don’t think you acted like a
baby. You just reacted as any one else would.”
I bent down to kiss Sally on her lips. It was a long passionate kiss.
I moved my lips down to her small, barely evident breasts and kissed
each nipple. I sucked one nipple into my mouth and flicked my tongue
across the rapidly stiffening bud of nipple flesh.
I moved my mouth lower and kissed her belly and then her belly button.
I moved still lower and kissed her still hairless pubic mound. I
licked my tongue across the mount just above her bare slit. Not quite
hairless though. In the light from my bedside lamp I could just make
out the downy soft pubic hairs that glistening from my saliva. I
tenderly pushed Sally’s hand and washcloth out of my way.
I kissed the top of her smooth white pussy lips. I inserted my tongue
into the very top of her slit and licked her lips. I probed the folds
of her rubbery pussy lips with the tip of my tongue. I licked each lip
clean of the last traces of blood and pussy juice. I wanted to do more
but Gail returned at that moment.
“Jesus, Eddy,” said Gail, “you’re a sex maniac. You just pumped me
full of cum and shot another load into her. Don’t tell me you’re ready
to go again.”
I sat up slowly and placed the washcloth and Sally’s hand back on her
pussy. I placed my hand on top of hers. I could feel the warmth of
her hand and thighs. I squeezed Sally’s hand.
“I was just showing Sally how much I care for her,” I said. “She did
just give me her virginity, you know.”
“Yeah, well,” said Gail, “with that in mind you might want to wash the
blood off yourself.”
One look at my cock told me that Gail was right about that. The condom
had kept the blood off cock but there were streaks of it down my
thighs.
Gail had not bothered to tie her robe. I looked at her crotch. Gail’s
pubic hair was matted with a combination of her own pussy juice, my cum
and Sally’s saliva. It was not an appetizing sight at first glance.
Gail’s pink pussy lips peeping through the dark mat of hair made me
change my mind however. My aching balls and hungry libido fought each
other for control of my dick.
Gail put one foot on the chair next to my bed. Her gaping pussy was
only a foot from my face. Her robe opened completely as she enticed me
with an unobstructed view of her gash. I could see the small veins of
her inner labia as she spread her cunt lips with one hand. Gail stuck
the fingers of her other hand as far into her pussy as she could. She
rubbed her hand along the length of her cunt slit to get it good and
wet with her juice and the remainder of my cum. She lifted her
thoroughly soaked fingers to her nostrils and sniffed them
appreciatively. She slowly wiped the cum and juice across my mouth.
My nostrils were filled with the scent of her. My libido started to
win.
“That will have to hold you until we can fuck again, Eddy,” said Gail.
“I don’t think you could get it up for me this soon.”
I licked the taste of Gail from my lips. “I could manage another
screw,” I said. I just need a little more inspiration.”
I turned to Sally.
“Let us watch you masturbate,” I said to Sally. “You can stand with
one foot on the chair like Gail is doing now and masturbate while you
watch Gail and me fuck.”
Sally got off the bed awkwardly as she tried to hold the washcloth
against her pussy.
Gail dropped the robe on the floor and got on the bed. She gave the
tampon to Sally as she lay down. Gail rubbed her cunt lips
lasciviously with both hands as she spread her legs as wide as she
could.
Sally placed the folded washcloth on the nightstand. She placed one
foot on the chair and thrust the tampon into place, just like Gail had
showed her this morning. When it was securely in place she began to
massage her clit and pussy lips. Gail and I had a clear view of those
wet pink inner lips against the white background of her hairless outer
lips.
Gail guided my cock into her opening. I hesitated. I thought about
the condom I had used with Sally. “Do you want me to use a condom?” I
asked weakly.
“I’m on the pill,” said Gail. “Do you really think I would have
allowed you to put your cock in me if I thought I might get pregnant?”
With that worry gone, I started fucking Gail in earnest. I had already
come twice so I was in no danger of cumming too soon. The sight of
Sally masturbating herself also helped keep me as stiff as a carp in a
snow bank in January.
Gail and Sally both came well before I did. Sally sat on the chair as
limp as a rag doll after her orgasm. Gail grunted as she came again.
I still was not ready.
Sally leaned back in the chair and began to masturbate again.
After one more orgasm, Gail began to dry out. My balls ached with the
effort of holding back my orgasm for so long. I let my load explode
into Gail’s cunt. It provided just enough lubrication to allow me to
finish fucking Gail without causing her any discomfort.
I rolled off of Gail. I was exhausted. I looked at Gail. She kept
her eyes closed as she pinched her nipples with her fingers. Her legs
were still spread to allow her pussy to cool off.
Sally sat in the chair with one finger buried in her pussy. She wasn’t
masturbating any more. She just kept her hand still on her pussy with
one finger inserted in her cunt.
I looked at the clock. It was past midnight already. I needed to
sleep.
“You girls need to go back to Tiff’s room,” I said. “You don’t want
anyone to miss you if they wake up.”
Gail and Sally reluctantly got up and began to dress.
Sally kissed me when she was ready. “Can I come back some other time
for sex?” she asked plaintively.
I reached out to pat her pussy through her panties, nightgown and robe.
“Any time, Sally,” I said sleepily. “I love that tight little cunt of
yours.”
I never heard the door close when they left.
Chapter 10 – Martha’s Boyfriend Roger
I woke up too late to watch any of the morning shows. All of the
bedrooms and bathrooms were empty. I switched to Jacqui’s bedroom.
Jane and Jacqui were still asleep. Jane had one arm draped over
Jacqui. I could see one of Jane’s flat breasts. It was probably just
as well. My balls still ached from the night before. Jacking off
right now would not help that one bit. I switched on the VCR and
switched off the monitor. I could check the tape later. After my
balls stopped aching.
I sniffed the air in my room. This place smelled awful. This must be
the smell of stale sweat and sex. It really was ripe.
I opened a window to air out my room. I stripped my bed to wash the
sheets and blankets. I picked up the used tampon, tampon wrapper, and
used condom from the previous evening’s activities. My aim at the
wastebasket had not been as good as I thought.
After I started laundry, I went to the kitchen for breakfast. Mom had
left a note for me.
‘Went to Mary’s. Back tomorrow. Tiff went to stay with Gail for a few
days. Mind Martha and Jane. Don’t make a mess. Love, Mom”
I rode my bike over to a friend’s house to play some video games. I
spent the morning and afternoon getting beaten multiple times at games
that I was normally pretty good at playing.
I returned home at five in the afternoon to find Jane and Jacqui in my
room watching the videotape of Jacqui’s room. On the monitor I could
see a naked Jane eating out a naked Jacqui.
In my room, Jacqui was sitting in a chair with her magnificent breasts
exposed to my view for the first time. Her blouse and brassiere were
on the floor. Jacqui’s jeans were unzipped and down around her knees
so that Jane could get her hand in Jacqui’s panties. I suspected the
panties were soon to follow.
Jane’s clothes were scattered around my room leaving her completely
naked.
The Jacqui in the monitor was groaning with pleasure as her pussy was
being lapped hungrily by the Jane in the monitor. The Jacqui in my
room glanced at me once before turning her attention back to the
monitor.
“Hey, Perv,” said Jane. “I wanted Jacqui to see how we looked this
morning. I knew you would have it on tape.”
Jane leaned down to nibble on Jacqui’s ear. “We look pretty good,
don’t we, honey.”
The Jacqui on the monitor arched her back as she had one explosive
orgasm after another. The Jane on the monitor showed no mercy as she
held Jacqui’s pussy against her mouth to bring her off again and again.
The Jane in my room massaged Jacqui’s tits and tweaked her nipples in
synch with the orgasms taking place on the monitor.
The Jacqui in my room stood up and kicked off her jeans and panties.
She pushed Jane back on my bed and buried her face in Jane’s cunt. The
slurping sounds from my bed and the sounds of ecstasy from the monitor
got me hotter. I needed to fuck somebody or something quick. I was
rubbing my cock through my jeans and thinking I would just jack off on
Jacqui’s back when I heard the front door slam.
It startled me out of my erection and caused Jane and Jacqui to
reexamine the need for a romantic tryst at this point in time.
We heard two sets of feet climbing the stairs accompanied by an excess
of giggling and meek protestations. One pair of footsteps was light,
and one was very heavy. Jacqui stood up in a panic. She frantically
tried to put on all her clothes at once.
Jane grabbed her arm to stop her. “Eddy,” she hissed at me. Lock your
door quietly.”
I obeyed promptly. Jane put on her panties. Jacqui huddled under my
blankets.
I heard a door shut down the hallway. It sounded like it might be
Martha’s room. Who was the other person going into her room? Martha
never allowed a boyfriend into her room. They always stayed
downstairs. I switched the monitor to Martha’s room.
There was a male in there with her alright. He wasn’t a boy, though.
This guy had to be in his mid twenties. I heard Jane gasp as the man
turned to face the camera.
“That’s the shit that tried to pick you up, Jacqui,” said Jane.
Jane sat down to watch the monitor with me.
The Guy had his hands all over Martha. He grabbed Martha’s ass and she
pushed it away. He grabbed a tit and Martha pushed that away. She
stepped backwards to get away from him.
“Stop that, Roger,” said Martha. “I told you I just came up here to
get my wallet. I didn’t come up here to make out. Let’s go to the
restaurant for an early supper.”
“You’re wrong about that, Martha. We came up here to fuck. You and I
both know that. The only early supper I’m going to have is when I eat
you cunt. If you want an early supper you can swallow when I cum in
your mouth.”
Roger made a grab at Martha’s arm. He only got a sleeve. It ripped
off in his hand. Martha looked terrified.
“Stop!” Martha screamed in fright. “Get out right now! I’m not going
anywhere with you!”
“Damn right you’re not going anywhere!” said Roger as he held out a
switchblade. “We’re gonna stay right here and fuck. Now get you’re
clothes off before I cut them off you.”
Jane was out the door in a flash. She didn’t even bother putting on
her jeans or sports bra. I grabbed a baseball bat on my way right
behind her. This attack was not about sex. This was all about power.
This guy wanted to dominate and humiliate women.
We burst into Martha’s room just as Roger grabbed Martha’s blouse and
bra and cut them right down the front. Martha tried to hold them
together over her breasts but Roger backhanded her so that she fell on
the bed unconscious. Martha’s blouse and bra fell to her sides.
Roger started to turn to see who had come in the door. He never made
it. Jane’s foot caught him on the temple as he turned and knocked him
cold.
She was about to kick him again when I stopped her. “If you kick him
again you could kill him, Jane,” I said. “I know her deserves it but
it would be murder.”
Jane looked at me coldly but she didn’t kick him. “Get some rope,”
said Jane. Her eyes were like serpent’s eyes. They never blinked. I
would not want to be that man for anything right now.
I hesitated. I wasn’t sure I should leave the man alone with Jane.
Her eyes lost some of their hardness. She smiled at me. “I won’t hurt
him while your gone,” she said sweetly.
I shivered. That smile made me more afraid than her serpent eyes.
I ran back to my room for some rope. Jacqui was still huddled under
the blankets.
“Get you clothes on, Jacqui,” I shouted at her. “Jane needs you to
help with Martha.”
Jane hog-tied Roger when I got back with the rope.
“Help me get him into my room,” said Jane. Jacqui arrived as we were
dragging Roger across the hall.
“Eddy and I can handle this,” said Jane. “You go help Martha.”
When Roger was safely in Jane’s room she checked his bonds again.
Jane and I were both sweaty from the exertion of moving a hog-tied man
down a hallway. I looked at the beads of sweat that trickled down her
neck onto her tits. One drop clung tenaciously to a nipple before
falling to the floor.
Jane grinned at me again. “You are a horny little pervert,” she said.
“Go help with Martha. I need to make some phone calls.”
I went down the hall to Martha’s room. Jacqui was mopping Martha’s
brow with a damp washcloth. A large bruise was starting to form on the
side of Martha’s face. I started losing any sympathy I had for Roger.
Martha moaned in pain as Jacqui touched the bruise on Martha’s face.
Martha coughed a little blood spurted out of her mouth.
Jane came in just in time to see the blood.
“Jacqui,” said Jane, “go get you car. You’ll need to take Martha to
the ER. If the cops show up while you’re there tell them about Roger.
Say that I knocked him down while he was attacking Martha, but that he
was ran away while you were helping her. I tried to follow, but lost
him. Tell them I stayed here to help the police when they showed up.
The phones didn’t work when you tried to call 911 so you just drove
Martha to the Hospital. Stick as close to the truth as you can. Roger
will be gone from here before you get to the hospital. Trust me.”
Jane helped Jacqui and I get Martha into the car. I managed to get a
jacket on her so that she wouldn’t be flashing her tits at all people
in the ER. I held her in my arms all the way to the hospital. It was
only the start of a very long night.
The police did show up at the Hospital. We told them as little as
possible about the attack. We had heard Martha scream and arrived to
find her struggling with Roger. Jane had knocked him out and he ran
away while we tried to revive Martha. The phones didn’t work so we
drove Martha here.
Martha was bruised but would be all right in a few days. The doctor
decided to keep her overnight since she had been knocked unconscious.
When we got back home we found that Jane had just as long an evening
with the cops. They didn’t like her story but couldn’t find a lie in
it. They had a knife, some cut up clothing, a badly beat up woman, and
three witnesses that all told the same story. The man was also matched
the description of a suspect in several rape cases in the Twin cities.
The police also called Mom to tell her what had happened. She was
going to jump in a car and drive back that night but Jane talked to
Aunt Mary who talked to Mom and got her calmed down. She would be on
the road at daybreak though.
Neither Jacqui nor I asked outright what had happened to Roger. Jane
just said that Roger would not be a danger to anyone anymore. I for
one did not really want to know what had happened after we left.
We finally went to bed. As we were walking down the hall Jane leaned
over to whisper to me, “Don’t watch us tonight, Eddy. Jacqui and I
both just need to hold each other.”
“I wasn’t going to,” I said. “Spying on my sisters just doesn’t appeal
to me tonight.”
I didn’t have any erotic dreams that night. I had nightmares.
I was sweaty with exhaustion and fear when Martha called from the
Hospital to say she was ready to come home. She did want us to bring a
bra and blouse for her to wear.
I waited by the car while Jane and Jacqui went to get Martha. The
bruise on her face looked much worse than it had last night. The
doctors had warned us about that but it was a shock to see it.
On the way home I came clean about the PEEPER. We pulled off at the
same place I had eavesdropped on Miss Smith and Jacqui. I told Martha
everything about my spying on her and Jane and Tiff and Mom. I told
her about Mom and Aunt Mary. I did not tell her about my evening with
Gail and Sally. I had to have some secrets.
Martha wanted to strangle me at first.
“I felt the same way at first,” said Jane. “Then when Jacqui and I
started having sex, I got kind of thrill knowing that Eddy was
watching. I even put on a little show sometimes when I think he might
be watching. Jacqui and I were just getting into one when you got home
yesterday.”
“But it’s so creepy,” protested Martha. “He could be shooting cum all
over the screen as he watches you.”
“That’s exactly the point,” explained Jane. “I found it exciting when
I looked at the tape of Mom and Aunt Mary. I frigged myself to an
orgasm as I watched them make out. Then later I thought. I found that
very erotic and wonderful. This must be how Eddy feels when he watches
me, or me and Jacqui, or Tiff, or Mom and Aunt Mary, or you. It makes
me wet just to think about how Eddy might be looking at me while I
exercise or masturbate or make love to Jacqui.”
Martha considered all this for a few minutes as we sat in silence.
I cleared my throat. “Martha,” I said. “I will remove the camera from
your radio if you want me to do so.”
I paused for a minute to let her think about this. Before she could
answer I offered the second alternative to my agreement.
“Or, Martha,” I continued, “I will install a camera in my bedroom and a
monitor in your bedroom so that you can watch me anytime you want. I
could be masturbating or watching Jane and Jacqui or Mom and Aunt Mary.
Fair is fair. If you let me continue to spy on you I will let you spy
on me.”
I let that sink in for a moment before I continued.
“One of the girls from Tiff’s sleepover indicated that she was
interested in going out with me so I may not be stuck with just
masturbating for very long. Would it excite you to watch your brother
fuck a nice young girl?”
When Martha didn’t scream at the very thought of this I knew it would
be all right.
“You can leave the camera in for now,” agreed Martha. “Be sure to let
me know when you plan to screw this girl. I will want to see that.”
“We want to see it, too!” said Jane and Jacqui together.
We drove on home.
Mom and Aunt Mary were waiting for us as we pulled up.
We had to repeat the whole story over several times before Mom was
satisfied that her little darlings were not going to suffer and
permanent damage from being attacked.
I spent the afternoon working on the PEEPER for my room and the switch
necessary to allow Jane and Martha to view all the other rooms in the
house. I finished just in time for supper.
At supper we talked about inconsequential things through the whole
meal.
Finally Jacqui asked my Mom, “Could I spend the night here? My parents
are out of town until tomorrow. I would feel much safer here than I
would at my house.”
Jane winked at as Jacqui said this.
I winked at Martha. She nodded her head a fraction of an inch.
We all played trivial pursuit until bedtime. It was a pretty enjoyable
evening. The night was going to get better.
Jane and Jacqui went to bed first. Martha and I cleaned up the living
room and then headed upstairs.
“Come to my room when you’re ready for bed,” I whispered Martha as we
parted at her door.
I tuned my monitor to the Jane and Jacqui show. I undressed as I
watched them make out on Jane’s bed.
They were still warming up with some healthy groping when I heard a
soft knock at my door. I put on my robe to answer it.
Martha was there wearing her long terry cloth robe and slippers.
The hallway was empty so I pulled her into my room and shut the door
quietly.
“Let’s watch Jane and Jacqui for a while,” I said as I indicated the
chair in front of my monitor.
Martha sat in stunned silence as Jane and Jacqui removed each other’s
clothing and kissed each other’s breasts.
Jane fumbled with Jacqui’s belt for a few seconds before it cooperated
and came undone. A snap of the button and quick yank on the zipper and
Jacqui’s jeans were around her ankles. Jane helped Jacqui step out of
her jeans. Jane kissed the front of Jacqui’s panties before slowly
rolling them down her hips. She slowly exposed the Jacqui’s thatch of
pubic hair.
I looked at Martha. This slow stripping of one girl by another girl
entranced her. Jane gets megapoints for showmanship I thought to
myself.
After Jacqui stepped out of her panties, Jane nuzzled Jacqui’s snatch
and gave her pussy a longer lingering kiss.
At last Jane stood up to let Jacqui finish removing Jane’s clothing.
Jacqui was not as smooth and subtle. She yanked Jane’s shorts and
panties off with one quick motion. Jane kicked the discarded clothes
into a corner of the room.
Once again Jane’s showmanship rose to the fore.
“Stand perfectly still,” said Jane. “I don’t want you to move a muscle
until I tell you to.”
Then Jane stretched out on her bed and ran her hands slowly down her
body. Martha’s eyes were locked on Jane’ cleanly shaven pussy.
Jane described in vivid detail what she wanted Jacqui to do to her.
Jane spread her hairless cuntlips wide open with both hands. “I want
you to spread my cuntlips just like this with your thumbs,” said Jane.
“Then, I want you to lick along one side of my cunt with just the tip
of your tongue. The tickle my clit. Again use only the tip of your
tongue. Then lick the other side of my cunt. Then shove as much of
your tongue as possible into my cunt hole. Then suck my clit very,
very gently into your mouth. Lick the very tip of my clit with the
very tip of your tongue. Don’t stop until I pull your head up to kiss
my nipples.”
I took out my cock and started to stroke my self off. Martha looked at
my cock for a second but the sound of Jane’s voice drew her back to the
monitor.
Jane had closed her legs and was masturbating herself by rocking her
hips from side to side as she held her thighs together.
Jacqui started to massage her neatly trimmed pussy mound and slit.
“When you get to my breasts,” continued Jane, “I want you to lightly
bite the nipples with your teeth. Not to hurt them but just to wake
them up to all the other stimulation you will provide.” Jane
emphasized this point by pinching her nipples with her fingers.
Jacqui pinched one of her nipples as she continued to bury her fingers
in her own pussy.
“Then you are going to suck as much of the breast into you mouth as you
can,’ said Jane. “You are going to tease each nipple in turn with the
tip of your tongue until you have me writhing in the agony of
anticipation at what that tongue of yours can do to my clit.”
Martha opened her robe to put her hand down panties. She was wearing a
sheer shortie nightgown with the panties. Her nipples were hard enough
to strike sparks off steel. I yearned to clamp my mouth on those
breasts of hers.
“Then you will lick my chest and belly with your tongue all the way
down to my shave pussy mound. Tease my slit with your tongue as if
your tongue were afraid to enter my dripping slit. Then engulf my
whole cunt into your mouth and suck and tease my clit until I am
screaming for release. Stop only when I am too weak from orgasms to
move.”
Jacqui was quivering with eagerness to carry out all of Jane’s
commands.
I was close to shooting cum all over the monitor again.
Martha’s eyes were half closed as she approached orgasm.
“Do it to me, now!” commanded Jane.
I stood up and aimed my cock at Martha. “Take my cum in your mouth,” I
pleaded.
Martha turned her head toward me and opened her mouth. I started
spewing cum. Most of it landed on her face but some managed to find
it’s way into her open mouth. I took a step closer to Martha and
placed my throbbing cock in her mouth. Martha sucked the remaining cum
from my cock as she orgasmed.
She continued to suck on my cock after finished her orgasm.
The cum on her cheeks began to cool. Martha wiped the cum off her face
with her free hand. She rubbed my cum on my cock and sucked it off. I
started to get hard again.
“Let be suck your breasts,” I whispered.
Martha opened her eyes fully. She loosened her oral grip on my cock.
I backed away as she stood up. I thought she was about to leave but
instead she dropped her robe on the floor and took off her nightie.
She stepped out of her panties and pulled me to her.
“Suck my nipples until I writhe in the agony of anticipation,” said
Martha huskily.
I tried to be fair to both tits but I was delirious with joy at finally
getting my mouth around Martha’s gorgeous tits. I lost myself in the
moment.
We ended up on my bed sometime later. I remember Martha’s pussy juice
flooding into my mouth as I ate her from one orgasm to another. I
remember pumping a mouthful of cum into her mouth as she sucked me to
another orgasm. I remember lying sated in each other’s arms and
drifting off to sleep when we were too tired to pleasure each other
anymore.
Chapter 11 – Mom and Aunt Mary
I dreamed about Gail sucking my cock as I probed Sally’s hairy cunt
with my fingers. That was very odd. Sally’s cunt was hairless. I
don’t think she could grow a nice bush like that in only two days.
I woke up when I heard a distinctly un-Gail-like giggle from Jacqui.
Jane was sucking on my cock as Jacqui worked my fingers into her cunt.
Martha was still sound asleep beside me.
Jane grinned at me wickedly. “I knew that would get your attention,”
said Jane. “A blowjob is always a way to get any males attention.
He’s awake now, Jacqui, you can take his hand out of your crotch.”
“Well now that you have my attention, what did you want to do with it?”
I asked testily. I wasn’t going to get a blowjob and I wasn’t going to
feel Sally’s or Jacqui’s cunt so what was the point in being woken up?
“Mom and Aunt Mary are swimming again,” said Jane “We heard them about
10 minutes ago. I don’t know how to work your little wonderbox here
but Jacqui and I want to watch them make love.”
I practically shoved Jane and Jacqui out of my way as I sprang to my
monitor.
I switched to the pool and could see two shadowy forms swimming laps in
the moonlight. I zoomed in on the one I thought was Mom. It was Mom
and she wasn’t wearing a swimsuit. I panned to the other figure. It
was definitely Aunt Mary and she was also nude.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. “That’s Aunt Mary,” I heard Martha say
in a surprised tone. “And she’s naked!”
I looked at Martha. “You’re naked too, Martha,” I said. “We’re all
naked.”
I adjusted gain and contrast to get as good a picture as possible as
Mom and Aunt Mary stopped in the shallow end of the pool to kiss and
hug and feel each other up. I looked at the girls around me. Three
naked girls surrounded me. That was a total of four large, luscious
breasts, two small tits, two neat hairy pussies, and one clean-shaven
pussy. And I was spending my time making minor adjustments to a TV
picture.
Aunt Mary and Mom got out of the pool and headed to the Pool house. I
cut to the pool house camera to watch them enter.
It was darker in the pool house than it was outside but my special
lowlight camera allowed us to see more detail of Mom’s and Aunt Mary’s
naked forms than we could outside.
Martha tightened her grip on my shoulder as Mom and Aunt Mary sank to
the cot.
I looked at Jane and Jacqui. They each had one hand in the other’s
cunt as they watched Mom and Aunt Mary act out their lesbian passion.
When Mom began to eat Aunt Mary’s cunt, I slipped my arm around
Martha’s waist.
“That looks like fun,” I said. “Can I do that to you?”
I got off the chair to kneel in front of Martha.
Jane and Jacqui were already occupied in a classic 69 position on my
bed.
I tongued Martha’s clit to another toe curling orgasm in a few minutes.
Martha whimpered as she sank to her knees in front of me. I suckled
her breasts again.
Mom and Aunt Mary were on the monitor continuing their love tryst in
the pool house.
That’s how we were situated when I heard Gail say, “I think we found
the party girls.”
Gail, and Sally, and Tiff were standing in the doorway. Gail had a sly
smile on her face. Sally had a look of wonder on her face. Tiff had a
wide-eyed smile on her face. That’s all any of them were wearing.
I groaned. It was bad enough being surrounded by three cunts. Now I
was outnumbered six cunts to one cock. My balls ached at the thought
of trying to satisfy all that pussyflesh.