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What could be worse than to be 16 and have your mother catch
you in your own bed, getting fucked by your boyfriend? Nothing,
right? Wrong. Mom came home early one afternoon, earlier
than I'd expected. She caught us, alright, but she caught
me and my cousin, Ann, in bed together, along with my boyfriend.
I was kneeling, ass curved high over drawn up knees, face
buried in my cousins thrusting crotch, her naked thighs
covered my ears. Jim came deep in my pussy as Mom walked into
the room. The writhing of my cousins hips ceased abruptly
as she froze in shock and fear. I took the sudden clenching
as sign of her orgasm and continued to lick her cunt and suck
her clit for another few seconds before I realized that,
as she later put it, "the jig was up." Jim was 24, Ann and I
were 16, and Mom was pretty cool. But she did send Jim away,
and told us to dress and meet her in the living room. My parents
had divorced when I was eight, and Mom had tried hard to raise
me well. She'd been only 17 when I was born, and she didn't
want me to retrace her steps. We'd talked about love and
sex from the beginning, and she put me on "the pill" when
I turned 15. Not that she condoned sex at such an age, but
she knew only too well the urges that would soon be stirring
within me. And now she'd seen me eating Ann's pussy. I feared
that her ?cool? might not stand this particular heat. She
began by saying that we had acted recklessly: we were old
enough to know how to avoid being "discovered" like that.
She went on about having "unprotected" sex, even though
she knew Ann was on the pill, too. Her cool was gone. She wasn't
really angry, just concerned, and a little bit irritated,
and she sent us to our rooms. Ann went to the guest room and
I plopped onto my own bed. Mom had said something about deciding
on the proper `punishment' to `teach us a lesson.' The dishwasher
under the kitchen counter precluded a sentence to `dishpan
hands, ' but the idea of spending my summer dragging around
a vacuum cleaner and washing windows didn't appeal to me
either. I heard Mom make a few phone calls and then go into
her study. The clicking of her computer keyboard could
be heard, and then the printer's buzzing. Not long afterwards
Mom called us into the hall, and handed us a couple of forms
and ballpoint pens. "Answer these question honestly.
You have thirty minutes." The way she emphasized `honestly'
made me curious. Ann and I left, each to owr own room, to answer
the questions. The form was a sex-quiz, and I thought that
she was trying to see how much we knew. The first few were
easy. Have you ever had intercourse? If so, how many times?
(approx). Do you masturbate? If so, how often? As I went
down the list, answering somewhat honestly (yes, more
than 200, yes, four or five times a week, and so on), I stopped
at the next few questions. Have you ever put anything or
had anything put in your rectum? What? Have you ever had
anal sex? How many times? Did you like it? Have you ever had
oral sex? Give or receive? Did you like it? Why? What is your
favorite position? Why? What is your favorite sexual fantasy?
(briefly) Have you ever had sex with another woman? Did
you like it? Have you ever had sex with more than one or two
people at a time? You get the idea. There were almost thirty
five questions, and with just thirty minutes, you had either
to answer truthfully, or else deny everything just to get
through on time. I trusted Mom, so I opted for the truth.
I scribled madly. Yes. Fingers and penis? mostly. Yes.
Over 50. Yes and No. Yes. Both. Yes. It was exciting. Doggie
style. It leaves the man in control, and makes me submit
to what he wants. Making love with two guys outdoors in the
warm sunshine where anyone could see us. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Mom had lied: we got forty minutes. She collected the forms
and told us to wait in our rooms. After ten minutes she called
Ann into her bedroom and talked to her for nearly half an
hour. Ann returned to her room, looking sheepish. Then
it was my turn. "Darling, " Mom began, "I'm glad you enjoy
sex, but you need to know how to treat it. It's not the most
important thing in the world." I nodded. She told me that
while sex was fun, sex and love were two different things;
and that sex WITH love was the best. I nodded again. Then
she handed me one of the forms and told me to read it. I did,
and quickly noticed Ann's left-handed script. Ann had
answered honestly, as far as I could tell, saying that she'd
had sex and masturbated almost daily. She had done both
oral and anal sex, and liked it doggy style, too. Yes, she
had been to bed with women (me, for example), and had tried
group sex. But what got me was her fantasy. "To have Caroline
eat my pussy while three guys take turns pleasing me - in
front of a group of other people." I'm Caroline. Mom's eyebrow
raised quizzically when I looked up at her. I knew what I'd
written as my fantasy (my second favorite, actually),
and that my first was close to hers. "Ann's got a crush on
you, " Mom said. "How do you feel about that?" "I'm glad."
I said, truthfully. Mom only smiled and told me to return
to my room. I loved Ann, and we'd pleased each other several
times since she'd come out from back east for the summer.
But I suspected that Mom had shown my answers to Ann, and
that she, realizing that I'd likewise seen hers, might
be a little embarrassed at what I'd learned. Mom was talking
on the phone again, and I wondered who she was calling. More
to the point, I wondered if she were telling someone about
all this. Before I had a chance to eavesdrop, she was off
the phone and calling us into the hall. Mom told us to shower
and shave our legs, and then to dress in the clothes that
she would lay out. We had to hurry because we'd be leaving
at half past six, forty-five minutes from now. Ann and I
went into the bathroom, stripped and jumped in the shower.
With time against us, we didn't play around (well, not much),
but we wondered why Mom was rushing us. Toweled mostly dry,
we returned to our rooms to dress. While we were in the shower,
Mom had laid out a light cotton halter dress on my bed. Under
the dress was a deep blue garter belt and a pair of sheer nylons.
A little bird told me that no matter what Mom had planned,
I'd probably enjoy it. I opened my dresser to get a pair of
panties, and reached into the drawer. It was empty except
for a brief message written in blue ink on a yellow post-it.
"Carolinequot; Mom had written, "Don't wear anything except
what is on your bed. Love, Mom." She had even put out a pair
of her high-heeled pumps. I dressed, fumbling with the
unfamiliar clasps of the garter belt. The halter dress
was light and airy, and ended three inches above my knees.
I have nice, big tits and the dress felt a little snug. It
held my breasts firmly enough, although they did tend to
sag a little without a bra. I'd worn heels only a few times
before and was a little unsteady at the new altitude. But
they did nice things to my calves and the mirror said that
I looked sexy as hell. Now dressed, and with five minutes
to spare, I tried to dry my hair. Both Ann and I have long blonde
hair, which seems to drive guys crazy. Mine is down to mid-back,
and her's ends just below the shoulders. Ann's hair dryer
was whining from the guest room. I put on a little makeup
and met Mom and Ann in the front room. Ann was beautiful in
a short leather skirt, dark stockings, and a peach colored
midriff top that showed off her flat, tanned tummy and sexy
navel. Her hair was still damp, mine was wet. The best part
of living in Las Vegas is that your hair dries quickly, especially
in the summer. Mom wore one of her sensible dresses and carried
the nylon gym bag that I assumed held her exercise stuff.
She went to the spa every Tuesday and Thursday evening,
and this was Thursday. She herded us into the car and left
the driveway, ignoring Ann's questions about where we
were going. Just outside of town she stopped. "I'm taking
you girls to a very special place, " she said. "And, right
now, I want you to trust me completely." This seemed a little
melodramatic, but we nodded our agreement. She handed
us each a black mask of the sort that some people use to help
them sleep during the day. Mom used to work as a dealer in
some of the casinos, sleeping while I went to school, and
I'd seen her use these masks. We put them on, and after she
checked them, she started the car. "This place is very special,
but I don't want you to know where it is. Not just yet anyway."
She said. "Otherwise, I might never get you out of it." I
began to wonder if there was a brothel nearby, or perhaps
one of the nudist camps people talked about. All sorts of
other possibilities went through my mind. We drove for
another twenty more minutes before the car stopped. Mom
told us to keep our masks on, and led us up three steps and
into a building. A woman's voice greet Mom as an old friend,
and then we were led to another room where Mom removed our
masks. We were standing in a locker room. (Thinking it was
her gym, I wondered what kind of spa Mom had joined that required
such secrecy.) She led us to one of the lockers, opened it
for us and told us to take off our dresses and shoes. She disappeared
around the corner and we heard a locker open and then the
`Ssshhh' of a woman undressing. We shrugged at each other,
took off our dresses and put them in the locker with our shoes.
Ann didn't have a garter-belt, but pantyhose, without
the panty part. They looked great on her lush hips. She eyed
my garter-belt, ran a finger along the strap and brushed
her fingers idly over my bush. I grabbed her hand and held
it against my pussy. Leaning back, I hit the open locker
door and it slammed shut. A voice came from around the corner.
"Oh, good." said Mom, "It sounds like you're all undressed.
Now put your masks back on and I'll collect you in a moment."
By this time Ann's finger was in my slit and my tongue was
circling her nipples. We separated reluctantly, and sat
down to put on our masks and wait. "You two look good enough
to eat." (Easy enough to speak of looking when you don't
have to wear a mask!) There was a throatiness I'd not heard
before. The slight catch in Mom's voice somehow added to
the lingering arousal Ann's fingers had stirred in my pussy.
She took our hands and led us to another room. The soft carpeting
felt good under my naked feet. Others were in the room, and
I flushed, embarrassed and excited, as their voices stilled.
A woman greeted Mom. "Are they ready?" "Yes, indeed they
are. They've been very cooperative." I sensed a presence
in front of me; warm, radiant, and sensual. The woman's
voice was soft and husky. "Welcome, " she said. "Imagine
yourselves on a vacation cruise. You'll discover pleasures
of which you've never dreamed. And you may leave the ship
at any time. Just say `Choirboy' and depart. No one will
stop you." (The image of an airline stewardess intoning
the pre-takeoff safety briefing flashed before my eyes.)
"We won't force you to do anything." Gentle, and competent,
and very sure of herself. "If you say `Orchid, ' we'll stop
what we're doing and go on to something else. Are there any
questions? Do you understand?" The soft voice was irresistible.
I could almost feel sweet warm breath in my ear, a hand cupping
my.... Recovering, I shook my head `No' to the first question
and nodded affirmatively to the second. But that was not
enough. Even though it seemed silly to us, Ann and I had to
repeat and explain the meanings of both words. Then another
question: "You've enjoyed sex together, yes?" We told
her that we had. "Then kiss each other." Still blindfolded,
we embraced. It was incredibly erotic. Nearly naked, breast
to breast before people we couldn't see, kissing, Ann's
thigh moving between my legs. Her cupped hands kneaded
my buttocks and I ground my pussy against her outhrust hip.
Somewhere, I was sure, my Mom was watching. "How lovely
they are, " the woman breathed to herself. And then, more
crisply, to us, "But that's enough for now." I wasn't so
sure. Another woman came up to lead Ann away. "This way,
Ann." The new voice was higher, and very pretty. I wondered
if the owner were as pretty as her voice. I'd already decided
that the husky-voiced woman was about my height (five foot
six), nicely shaped, with long dark hair, and a wide, sensual
mouth. She led me across the room and helped me identify
a table, chair and sofa. (I was a little nervous without
Ann nearby - I felt somehow alone in the crowded room.) She
had me step back a little and told me to spread my legs. I did,
stopping when she was satisfied. "Now keep your arms straight
against your sides, " she cautioned. And then hands were
at my breasts, tenderly mapping their contours and lingering
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dot com The hands slid down my hips and lips closed softly
around my right nipple. I was sure it was a woman by the touch,
probably Ms Sexyvoice. Wrong: for the familiar voice began
telling me that I was to receive pleasure, but need not give
unless I wanted to. The mouth on my nipple switched breasts,
and continued to lick and suck. I sure did want to GIVE as
well as receive! I would see and kiss Ms Sexyvoice before
I ate her pussy! The lips left my breasts as she told me that
someone waited below to lick my pussy. I knelt gingerly,
guided by unseen hands. Warm flesh caressed my thighs and
someone began to lick me slowly, even lovingly. It felt
great, and I relished the sensation. Things began to move
faster; someone to my left began fondling my breast. I touched
the arm; a man's arm, strong, and hairy. My hand explored
and found his swollen cock. It wasn't huge, but it was nice.
He was stroking himself while playing with my tit. A different
hand on my right breast, and I searched out another cock.
The two men gave me pleasure slowly, calmly. The man on my
right pressed his penis to my lips and I let him enter, tasting
his rubbery cock and catching his musky scent. He moved
in and out of my mouth, slowly, letting me tongue the head
and shaft. My pussy was soaking, and whoever was eating
me seemed to enjoy it. I was getting really hot. The guys
that were near me switched, and the other man gave me his
cock to suck. It was a nice cock - not too big, not too small.
It filled my mouth well. I had to stretch a little bit, but
not at all uncomfortably. They went back and forth, changing
off. It excited me to think of them both coming. The girl
sucking my pussy (I'm sure she was a girl), reached up and
squeezed my tits. Her thumbs swept the inside of my breasts
and circled the nipples 'til I cried aloud. I heard Ann moaning,
her sweet voice pleading that someone not stop whatever
it was they were doing. Now a man's voice, near and in front
of me, said "Ready guys?" I wondered what he meant. As if
on cue the girl began sucking my clit hard and fingers slid
into my dripping pussy. I was ready to come, and she kept
me there, her tongue withdrawing at just the right/wrong
moment. I rocked my hips, trying to come, but she kept me
on the verge without letting me go over. The cocks were out
of my mouth, which was fine; I was breathing hard and concentrating
on my own orgasm. I reached for my clit, only to have strong
feminine hands pull my arms behind me and hold them there.
"Let me come!" I moaned, only to hear Ms Sexyvoice tell me
that I would come soon. I was trying to make the girl suck
my clit, working my hips around on her face, but couldn't
make the contact I needed. There was a deep groan from one
of the guys, and then a gush of semen landed on my tits. It
felt warm, and it ran down to my nipple as more spurted onto
me. I moaned, wanting to come right then. Then another spurt,
this one from the right, landed on my cheek. I felt his cum
running down my neck and he kept on spurting until the side
of my face, and my lips were warm and wet with his cream. It
tasted pretty good, and I remembered that I was being watched,
not only by strangers, but by my own mother as well! The man
in front of me came as though from a firehose. I opened my
mouth and he spurt onto my tongue, my neck and my chin. It
all felt good. Warm, wet, salty, and slick. I swallowed
what was on my tongue. Suddenly, my clit was being sucked.
I was getting really close, and the sperm dribbling down
my chest made me exquisitely hot. I moaned loudly, shaking
as I felt the first twinges. And then she stopped! "Make
me come, damn it!" I moaned, only to feel hands lifting me
to my feet. Ms Sexyvoice spoke firmly, "You will have your
turn to come, dear, and soon, " she said. "But we want to
give you a night to remember." They'd already done that.
She took my hand and led me across the room. The come on my
breasts ran down onto my belly, and some even reached my
thighs. We stopped and Ms Sexyvoice told me to get down on
all fours, and to keep my hands on the ground. I did, and a
man slid his cock into my pussy. God, it felt great! Then
a cock pressed against my lips and I sucked it. These guys
worked like it was one long cock, the one in my mouth pulling
out as the guy behind me pushed in. The one in my cunt was big
enough that he stretched me a little, making me quiver with
a need to come. I felt a mouth on my right tit, licking the
cum off my nipple. This went on for a while, until without
much warning the guy in my pussy came, flooding me with warm
semen. I wanted badly to reach back and get myself. I kept
trying to milk his cock back into my pussy, hoping he would
keep fucking me until I came, but he pulled out. Just as I
felt his creamy sperm leaking out of me, I got a mouthful
from the other guy. I swallowed quickly, trying to keep
up. He pulled out and a woman's mouth covered mine, kissing
me and licking my tongue and lips, and face. I stuck my tongue
out and tasted sperm on her face. too. I was incredibly excited
by that. I could hear Ann, closer to me now, moaning as though
she were about to come, and that made me moan too. Ms Sexyvoice
returned, escorting me to what felt like a weight bench.
It was narrow and firmly padded. They lay me down on my back
with my legs on either side. I felt lips against my neck,
and a tongue licked, then another on my left nipple. Hands
roamed my breasts and stomach, rubbing the come into my
skin. Two, perhaps three, girls were ministering to my
twisting body. Soft hands slid over my hips and spread my
pussy lips. They dipped into my sopping cunt and massaged
the juices into my thighs. Moaning and trying to get them
to touch me where I wanted, I just couldn't stay still. I
was floating and they were making me so horny that I thought
I'd go crazy. I reached out and each hand found a breast,
warm, full, and soft. I began playing with them too, enjoying
their soft skin. A cock pressed against my pussy, but then
I realized it was the third girl (there were three!) sliding
a dildo into me. I tilted my hips, letting it fill me while
her hair brushed my thighs. The dildo was long and thick
and stretched me as she worked it slowly at first. Then faster,
each stroke deeper, a growing avalanche that would soon
overwhelm me. I was close to coming when I felt her press
a dildo to my ass, and I got nervous. Her remedy was to tease
my clit and tongue my anus until it relaxed enough for her
to slide it into me. I really stretched to take it. I began
to shake, so very close, yet so far away. Nothing existed
except me, the girls, and the dildos. My cries were muffled
by the pussy now descending to my face. Cunt hair brushed
against my lips and nose, and I licked at it. Eagerly, in
fact, savoring the mingled pussy juice and sperm. I found
the opening and licked up the thick creams. Then the clit.
It was unusually large and hard, and I sucked it like a little
cock, flicking it with my tongue. A moan and suddenly my
face was soaked as the cunt contracted violently. Hips
rocked over me, and I stuck my tongue into the pussy, spasming
muscles grabbbing at my tongue. The spent pussy was replaced
by another, shaved bare and fresh. Its taste was incredibly
sweet; musky and aromatic. No sperm here. Unseen fingers
pulled the labia apart and the pussy rode my mouth, rocking
wildly back and forth. I moaned into the naked cunt, lapping
the sweet juices and letting them lave my face. My own hips
were churning under the goad of dildos in my ass and cunt,
getting closer, getting ready. The girl was pumping them
fast, alternating the strokes. And again it stopped before
I could come. I was in agony, so horny that I'd have done anything
to come. Days later I learned that this was the intent. Ms.
Sexyvoice led me again to another part of the room, and made
me sit down, legs outspread and leaning back on my hands.
Hands snaked around from behind to cup my breasts, and then
guys were coming on me. The girl cupping my tits just held
them, letting the thick sperm ooze over her fingers and
my tits. I don't know how many guys came on me, but when I was
led back to the bench, I felt drenched. My face was wet, come
ran down my neck and breasts, even down into my pubic hair.
They set my feet on either side of the bench and told me to
lower myself slowly. As I descended, hands spread my ass
cheeks and a cock, a real, live, warm cock pressed against
my butt. It wasn't very big and slipped in easily. Feminine
hands lifted my legs, and my arms went around their shoulders.
It felt awfully sexy and really nasty when my legs were lifted
off the floor. My own weight forced me fully onto the cock
and my buttocks felt the coarse pubic hair. They began alternately
to lift and lower me, holding my legs wide open. The guy below
lay still for a while, then the girls held me up, letting
him fuck me. When he came, he shot what seemed a quart into
my ass. I was ready for anything now, and I wanted to come
so bad that I would have fought demons for the chance to finger
my pussy. Ms Sexyvoice intervened once more. She took me
to the middle of the floor and set me down, legs again spread
wide, weight this time on elbows and forearms. Then another
voice telling someone to kneel down. Warm, damp skin brushed
my inner thighs and I knew that it was Ann. Surely she would
make me come! "We'll take your masks off, now, " Ms Sexyvoice
said, "and you'll have three minutes together. Do whatever
you wish." My heart jumped. We can make each other come!
The mask was removed and I blinked. The lighting was soft,
almost dark. Ann was kneeling in front of me, and she was
as covered with sperm and pussy juices as I. Her hair was
matted in places, and there were still thick streams of
sperm near her mouth. We kissed each other quickly, and
then she stood up, pushing her cunt into my face. "Suck me
bitch! Make me cum!" She spat. I sucked her clit, and shoved
three fingers into her slippery cunt, fucking her madly
with hand and tongue. Ann began to moan and shake, pulling
my head against her and rubbing her pussy against my face.
I stopped and looked up at her. "You eat me, too. Let me come
with you!" I pleaded with her. "Don't stop, you fucking
slut!" Ann hissed back, shoving my face to her pussy. "Make
me come all over your face!" Ann was obviously in much worse
shape than I, so I jerked free and pulled her down by me. No
longer fighting, Ann turned around and lay her slick body
down on mine. She spread my legs wide and sucked my cunt crazily.
Her own pussy pressed against my mouth and I began sucking
her, too. We finger fucked each other and sucked clits,
'til at last, at long fucking last, my orgasm began. And
Ann's too. Her pussy grabbed my fingers. Just another few
seconds. Someone pulled her off of me, and hands pushed
me down, pinning my arms to the floor. "No. Oh no. No damn
it, let me come!" I screamed. Ann was screaming the same
way. My mother appeared and and loomed over us in thigh high
leather boots. I couldn't believe my eyes. She wore a leather
harness with large rings around her nipples and chains
that ran between her legs. Fingerless leather gloves covered
her arms to well above her elbows. She stood with her hands
on her hips, looking down at us. "Let the little sluts suck
themselves off, " she commanded. Relaying the order,
Ms Sexyvoice told us that we now might make each other come.
I turned and looked at her for the first time. She was a lovely
woman of 28 or so, with large full tits, dark hair, and a very
sensual mouth. Her pussy was shaved bare, as was that of
another, younger girl who fingered Ms Sexyvoice's cunt.
Ann moved over and we resumed our sixty-nine, knowing now
that we could come. We kissed and licked and fingered and
sucked each other. My pussy began to tighten, getting ready.
There'd be no stopping now. Ann's pussy was doing the same,
and we were about to go over the edge together. Ann came first,
and she rocked her hips wildly. Then I came, with a gut-wrenching,
moaning, thrashing climax that sent me reeling. Ann collapsed
after her orgasm, pinning my poor shuddering body to the
carpet. When we finally finished, Ann stayed on top of me,
and I kissed her soft, wet pussy gently. She returned it,
her hand stroking my thigh. After a minute's recuperation,
Ann rolled off. Holding each other, we looked around. It
was furnished like a large living room, with chairs and
sofas, the bench, several foot stools and a coffee table.
Looking down, I realized that Ann was naked, and so was I.
Someone had stripped our hips and legs - but neither of us
could remember how or when. No matter. The other people
in the room were either naked or dressed in strange, sexy
clothes. I saw a blonde with a shaved pussy straddling a
huge cock, and a man with a small prick fucking a thirtyish
woman's asshole. Ms Sexyvoice lay back on the sofa with
her legs draped over the shoulders of a pretty girl about
our age. The girl's face was hidden between her thighs,
eating the shaved pussy. A man stood next to her, jerking
off. Ann and I watched him shoot his come across our mentor's
full tits. The girl stopped sucking and began to lick the
man's cock. She then turned and began licking the come from
Ms Sexyvoice's tits. Ann pointed and I saw a woman hunched
over a footstool with a nice sized cock in her pussy and her
face buried between another woman's legs. This was an all
out orgy! I looked for Mom, and finally saw her. I blinked,
then looked again. Three guys were shooting their cum over
her face and tits, while she rode another woman's face.
Mom was greedily licking their cocks off when a redheaded
woman came over and began rubbing the sperm all over her
face. Ann and I looked at each other, and she wiped some cum
from her chest onto my face. It felt sexy and very nasty.
My own tits were soaked. I pulled her to me and she licked
them clean. A guy knelt down, holding his big dick near my
tits and jacking himself off. "Shoot your jism on her face."
I told him, and a few seconds later he did; some of it splashed
against my tits. Ann licked his cock clean. When we kissed,
she still had a glob of his cum in her mouth. We chased it around
and then she swallowed it, kissing me even harder. The man
watched, smiling. Something probed my pussy. I looked
back and saw a woman with a strap on dildo kneeling behind
me, spreading my thighs. She knew how to use that dildo,
too. After a few moments, she was pumping me and I was thrusting
back, riding to another orgasm. Ann slid out from under
me, and I saw her get up on all fours for a man who looked about
fifty. He had a trim body and a short, thick cock which went
right up Ann's ass. I watched this until I began climaxing.
The woman fucking me leaned over and thanked me, kissing
my ear before she wandered off to find another girl. Ann
was getting her butt fucked nicely and I rolled over, half
under and half beside, kissing her. I felt a cock in me and
let it fuck me. I just wanted to kiss Ann and pinch her nipples
so she would come again, too. I felt cum shoot into me and
the guy's cock was replaced by a woman's mouth. She licked
my sperm-drenched pussy so expertly that I knew I would
come quickly. I wanted to see who she was. I looked down and
saw long, straight, red hair. The woman lifted her head
and said "I always suspected you'd have a delicious pussy."
and then went back to licking me. I knew her! "Miss Palmer??"
I said, shocked to see my english teacher naked, sucking
my cunt with abandon. She sat up, her small breasts tipped
by large, rosy nipples, and her face glistening wetly.
She smiled and said that she'd always wanted to suck my pussy.
Then she slid three fingers inside me and used her thumb
on my clit while she sucked and licked my breasts. The man
came in Ann's ass, and he held her for a while, both of them
watching Miss Palmer lick my tits and finger me to climax.
She then offered her red-haired pussy to Ann, who sucked
and licked, making her moan. I got up and sucked her small,
pointy breasts. "You girls are so hot, " she said. "Such
naughty little sluts. I love it!" She came, then, with a
long, low moan. We kissed her, letting her finger us both,
until she got up and left. Around us, there were more people
than I remembered, and sure enough, I saw that some faces
(okay, bodies) were new, and some, like Miss Palmer and
Ms Sexyvoice had gone. Mom lay on her back, getting fucked
hard and eating out a girl about 25. A man of about thirty
asked us if we wanted a drink and led us out to a bar. We had
some orange juice, and the man told us we were the "hottest
two gals" he'd ever seen. We thanked him and returned to
the orgy. Mom was now sitting in a chair, getting her pussy
licked. I went over to her. "How much longer are we were going
to stay?" "Hours to go, " she said, "But if you want to go
home, the car keys are in my locker. It's number 358." The
girl eating her pussy began to finger me. "I can get a ride
from someone here. But you're welcome to stay as long as
I do." I told her we were going to go home. Both Ann and I were
completely blown away. Mom said she'd be home later, and
that we might now do anything we wanted now, including fucking
our boyfriends in the house, and even in her bed. Ann and
I asked our way to the locker room and got the keys from Mom's
locker. We tried to clean up a little at the sink, but that
was a thoroughly lost cause. (It wasn't 'til the next visit
that we learned of the showers behind the last row of lockers.)
We threw our pretty clothes over sweaty, sticky bodies
and started to leave. But which way was town? We went back
and asked a man about the road to Las Vegas. "Follow the signs, "
he grunted. He was preocupied in fucking a pair of very large
tits. The girl pressed her breasts together around his
cock and kissed it at the end of each stroke. We walked out
into the warm night air, found the car and drove away. The
man had been right. It was easy to follow the signs until
we found a familiar road. Ann finally spoke. "I can't believe
what's just happened!" she said. "Do you realize that we
were absolute sluts in front of all those people?!" "And
my mother, too, " I reminded her. "Yeah! And your Mom's
into kinky shit too!" That had me a little worried, but I
was sure she knew more than I did. "Did you see how your Mom
loved having those guys come on her?" Ann asked me. "You
liked it too, didn't you?" I said. "Well, yeah, but..."
"Well, then. So did I. And you were soaked with it when our
masks came off." I reminded her. "Me!?" she cried. "Shit
girl! You had sperm dripping off every part of you!" "And
you loved it." I shot back. "Just like you did." Ann said
sharply. All this talk was reminding me of the sticky feeling
I had on my tits, and stomach and everywhere else. My rear
felt sticky and my pussy was still sopping wet. I drove carefully,
not wanting to get a ticket. That would be embarrassing!
"And what was that bit of calling me a bitch and a slut?" I
asked. "I'm sorry for that, Caroline, but I needed to come
so much! And you stopped sucking my clit just as I was ready.
Boy, was I pissed!" "Listen, you greedy little cocksucking
slut, if you'd done a sixty-nine with me in the first place..."
I was getting mad, because Ann wasn't thinking of how horny
I had been. "Slut? Greedy slut?!" Ann said. "You wait until
we get home, and I'll show you greedy slut!" We paused, and
then began to laugh. We ran inside when we got back to the
house, and took off our clothes. We kissed each other right
in the kitchen, where we'd never dared before. Ann's hand
went between my legs. "Wait a minute." I said. "I need a shower.
I feel dirty and sticky." "Hmm, yes. You do feel dirty and
sticky. Me too. I feel like a sticky, sperm covered slut
who wants to suck your cunt until you beg me to find a dildo
and fuck you in the ass." "And you're my favorite little
slut. Let's get it on in the shower." We went to the bathroom
and I turned the faucets. Ann didn't give me a chance, kneeling
and sucking my pussy while the water came up to body temperature.
She had me soaking wet again, and her fingers shoved up my
cunt when the steam began to curl. "C'mon greedy." I said,
opening the shower door. "You can eat me in the shower, too."
Ann didn't move, just kept licking my clit, making me increasingly
hot and lusty. Her lips and tongue were getting me close.
I decided to let the shower wait until later, after I'd come.
She got me within an inch, then stopped. "Okay, let's get
in the shower." She said, standing up. "You fucking slut!"
I said to her. "Don't stop now!" "Oh. Are you ready to come?"
Ann asked coyly. "Eat me you bitch, suck my clit!" I said,
forcing her back down. Ann began to tease me, and it felt
awfully good. "I bet you'd love to eat out of my pussy right
now." she said. I moaned, pulling her back between my legs.
"Or maybe, you'd like a mouthful of spurting cock?" I moaned
again. "Shut up and make me come, you fucking slut!" Ann
laughed and resumed tounging my clit. I came with a racking,
mind numbing orgasm, and held Ann's head to keep from falling.
A few moments later I lifted her up and rubbed the length
of my body against hers. Pulling her into the shower, I knelt
and sucked her pussy until she came, and then we sluiced
ourselves clean. Afterwards, Ann crawled into my bed.
She did a lot of kissing, touching and holding, and then
we sixty-nined for a delightful while. Finally she straddled
my chest and brought herself off by rubbing her clit against
my impossibly hard nipple. There must be a special nerve
linking my nipples and pussy, for I came with no stimulation
of either clit or cunt. We were naked, curled up and fast
asleep when Mom came home. She woke us by turning on the bedroom
light. It was warm, and we'd only had the sheet drawn up half
way. I'd been sleeping with my arm over Ann, cupping her
breast. Mom smiled and asked if we'd had a good time.Responding
to a sleepy "Yes" and "Yes, " she came over to the bed. "Here, "
Mom said, "I bought each of you something on the way home."
She handed us each a gift wrapped box. We opened them, finding
vibrators inside. They were large and real looking, and
batteries were included! "Neat!" Ann said. "Thank you!"
I echoed. Mom kissed us goodnight and went to bed. Ann and
I stayed up for a while to play with our new toys. We discovered
why they never went out of style -- they're fun! The next
morning, Mom got up before we did and called us only when
breakfast was nearly ready. We were sleeping like spoons
in a drawer. Ann cuddled behind me with her right arm draped
over me, cupping one breast. My vibrator was quiet now,
but still in my pussy. A quick shower together, a bathrobe
each, and we were ready to eat. Mom set breakfast before
us and then left to get ready for work. For as long as it took
four bacon waffles and a quart of orange juice to disappear,
we discussed possible uses for our new toys. "Goodbye,
girls. I'm off to work, " Mom called cheerily from the doorway.
We leapt up to hug and kiss her. I squirmed my breasts against
hers and whispered "Thanks, Mom." The hand on my hugging
arm drifted down over her buttocks and squeezed. Ann's
hug was more restrained, but she delivered the goodbye
kiss with an open mouth. Mom was lightly flushed and smiling
as she turned to leave. As the sound of her departing car
came through the open window, Ann and I stepped towards
each other and grinned. Play time! This was going to be a
long, happy summer.
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mmmmm that was so hot had me so hard

9/17/2017