Loading...Hi, I’m Alicia, I’m eighteen years old and a Senior at Central High School, I’m also a varsity cheerleader there, along with my best friend and lover, Shelly. Yes, Shelly is my lover, has been since December when we got stranded at the Log Cabin Motel because of a blizzard.
Since discovering the pleasures of girl on girl love making, we’ve introduced Brea, a quiet class mate, Samantha, a fellow cheerleader, and Rose Marie, a new girl who had problems adjusting at first, to the delights of girl on girl love making as well. We also have included our cheer leading coach, Sandy, and just recently my mother, Jean, in our girl on girl games.
We have formed a sex ‘club’ for women that gets together at Brea’s house every Friday night. Since Brea’s mother, Madeline, is a lesbian, it works out well for us. In fact, Madeline and a few of her friends have joined the club, too. I haven’t gotten around to telling Mom about the club yet because she’s so new, though I would like to very much.
At our house, we have this old, obsolete computer that’s so slow, we don’t use it hardly at all. Mom tries to use it but gives up in exasperation after a bit. I guess she talked Dad into buying us a new one, because today when he came home, he carried in these boxes containing a brand new computer with all the trimmings, speakers, microphone, camera and all! I about fainted when I saw it. After supper, Dad had it up and running in thirty minutes. We spent the rest of the evening taking turns at trying it out.
*
The next day at school I told the girls all about it. Shelly and Rose Marie wanted to walk me home after school to see it.
Mom was introduced to girl on girl love making by Rosie a week ago when she caught Rosie and I fucking in my bedroom. Since then she has taken part in our little girl on girl escapades.
When we walked into the living room we saw Mom, sitting at the computer with her legs spread open, her dress hiked up and her hand between her thighs. She removed her hand when she heard us walk in, but didn’t move otherwise.
“Oh my, I didn’t know it was that late,” she said. “I found these neat sites that I can’t stop looking at. I ordered some girls sex toys, too.”
Shelly and Rosie kissed her in greeting and looked at the screen to see what she was talking about. I looked over her shoulder at the monitor that had a site with a list of porn videos to watch. Some were pretty disgusting to me, but some looked very interesting.
“You have to be careful what sites you look at though. Some of them are nasty bastards that have spy ware and viruses to screw you over,” Rosie warned.
“Well, I’ll be careful then.”
“Click on the lesbian category to see what they have there,” I suggested.
We saw the screen change and videos of women popped up. It was quite a list of videos with girl/girl action.
“MILF seduces teen, Teen seduces MILF, Mother Daughter Exchange Club, Teen and Granny,” Shelly read aloud.
“What is a MILF,” Mom asked innocently.
“Moms I’d Like to Fuck,” Rosie said. “You’re a MILF, Jean”
“Oh my, perhaps I’d better bookmark this site and come back to it later,” Mom said, squeezing Rosie’s hand.
I saw mom had covered the furniture with throw covers. She got ready for some- thing to happen! I thought to myself.
I sat down at the end of the sofa and took off my shoes, then curled up to watch them. Mom hurried in to the kitchen and brought out some refreshments, then sat down by me. Shelly sat down in Dad’s recliner and Rosie sat down on the sofa next to Mom. I could see Shelly’s panties as she pushed back in the recliner with her legs slightly open. Shelly is so pretty. I think Mom noticed it, too. I got up and went back to the computer and Rosie followed me. I looked at Mom sitting across the room with her legs crossed her short dress showing plenty of thigh. Mom had beautiful legs also, I noticed. She was smiling at Shelly as she uncrossed her legs.
I found the site Mom was looking at and clicked on a lesbian video. I watched as two girls were kissing each other passionately. Rosie was standing by my side to watch it with me, her thigh pressed against my arm. I put my hand on the back of her knee and slid it up her leg to a round, smooth, bare butt cheek. Rosie must always wear thongs, I thought.
“Your pussy is really wet,” I heard Shelly say.
I looked over and Shelly was standing between Mom’s feet, stroking her panty crotch. Mom’s hand was up under Shelly’s skirt, feeling her pussy.
“So is yours, so wet and sweet,” Mom said, putting her fingers up to smell and lick them.
The dialogue and sound on the video playing was so unreal it was really ridiculous. They wouldn’t shut up, now how are you going to suck tits and eat pussy if you’re talking all the time?!! Disgusted with the fake trash, I turned it off. Besides, I had the real thing right in front of me.
I put my other hand under Rosie’s skirt, placing a hand on each smooth, round butt cheek, and kissed her pussy through her skirt. She undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor, then started to undress me. I stood and we undressed completely.
Mom looked at us, not nervously this time, but with passion in her eyes.
“Undress me,” Mom said with a soft voice that almost begged.
She lifted her hips as Shelly pulled her dress up from beneath her and allowed the dress to be pulled up over her head. Shelly reached behind Mom and unclasped her brassiere, releasing the most beautiful pair of breasts I’ve ever seen. She stopped being my mother at that point and became a beautiful, sexy woman – one of us girls.
Rosie and I sat on the love seat which was at right angles to the sofa and kissed. Shelly undressed then pulled Mom’s panties down and off. Shelly sat down beside Mom and fondled and sucked her beautiful breasts.
“Oh, Mrs. –
“Please, everybody, call me Jean from now on. Okay?” she said. “I’m just one of you girls now.” “Okay. Jean, – you have the most beautiful breasts.”
“Thank you, Shelly. You’re so sweet. Yes, lick, – lick my nipples just like that, it feels so good.”
I went over to my original place on the sofa beside Mom, er, Jean, and licked and sucked her other breast while Rosie got between her lovely legs to lap her pretty pussy. Her breasts were bigger than mine but still firm and stood tall on her chest. I actually made love to her nipple by kissing it, licking it, sucking it, gently squeezing her breast and flicking my tongue rapidly across her hard, erect nipple.
“Oooo, yes, baby. Suck your moth – er, my titties just like that.” she said.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known,” I told her.
I went back to making love to her hard nipple. Rosie got between my legs and licked my smooth pussy. Shelly got down to lick Jean’s pussy for her first time with her. It wasn’t long until Jean had a wreathing, shuddering, moaning orgasm brought on by Shelly’s tongue.
“Oh, god, I’m coming, don’t stop, I’m coming,” Jean howled.
I began to come after that in Rosie’s waiting mouth as she swallowed my juices. Jean watched me intently.
“Yeah, Rosie, make me come. I’m coming, oh. fuck,” I moaned.
“Yes, come, Alicia, baby. You look so pretty when you come. Let me watch you come,” Jean said as she fondled my perky breasts.
My legs stiffened and my toes curled as I did as she told me. I always did what my mother told me.
Shelly traded places with Jean as I traded places with Rosie.
“I always thought you were a pretty girl, Shelly, but now I see how beautiful you really are,” Jean said just before her lips came in contact with Shelly’s butterfly lips.
We were so close, side by side, that I could reach over and caress Jean’s back as she lovingly kissed Shelly’s bare pussy.
Jean put a hand on my ass crack so I moved in a little closer to make it easier for her to reach everything. She rimmed my puckered butt hole with her fingers which felt so good. My mother always did know how to make her baby girl feel good.
I slid my hand down to her luscious ass and caressed it lovingly. I wet a finger in her sopping love canal then inserted the finger into her puckered little hole. I could tell by her reaction that she loved what I was doing so I left my finger planted there, wiggling it back and forth and slowly sliding it in and out.
Shelly had her heels on the edge of the sofa, her knees high in the air. I watched as Jean’s tongue licked lightly over Shelly’s hood and little pink bump, driving Shelly wild with the sensation. Jean reached up and squeezed Shelly’s perky breast as Shelly squeezed her other one.
While I did all that to my mother I was licking Rosie’s moist pussy with gusto. I inserted two fingers into her love canal and shoved them in and out as I licked her clit. Remembering that Rosie was a squirter, I prepared to back off when she came so I could watch the internal event.
Mom, ah, Jean had two fingers deep into Shelly’s love canal and was fucking her solidly as she licked and sucked on her clit. Shelly writhed and bucked her hips as she got close to coming.
“Oh, Jean, yes, you’re going to make me come. Aaaaaaaaahhhh,” Shelly moaned with a high pitched voice.
I removed my finger from Jean’s asshole so I could concentrate on getting Rosie off. I curled my finger tips to rub her g-spot as I fucked her pussy faster. Jean and Shelly got up so they could see better. I could tell Rosie was getting close.
“Yes, oh, yes! I’m coming, aaarrruugggghhhh,” Rosie announced.
Clear liquid shot out from Rosie’s pee hole in five or six sprays as her love canal convulsed around my two embedded fingers. Rosie herself got up on her elbows to watch herself squirt. Jean and Shelly put out a hand to catch a squirt or two to taste the clear liquid on their fingers. Some landed on my forearm before I removed my fingers from her pussy. I licked the liquid from my arm so I could have a taste.
“It just tastes like pussy,” I said.
“It’s unused lubrication that got stored up and then released during orgasm,” Jean told me.
“Wow, what an intoxicating sight,” Shelly muttered.
“Yes it is,” Jean said. “Well, we need to straighten up before George gets home. I wish we had more time together when we did this. I always feel like I’m wanting more when we finish.”
“There’s Friday night,” Shelly said.
“What is this buzz I’ve been hearing about Friday night? What is it you girls do every Friday?”
“We have a club, sort of, where we meet at Brea’s house on Friday nights for some girl on girl partying.
“Her mother?” Mom asked.
“Her Mom’s a lesbian and is one of our members so there’s no problem there. The only thing is, you have to shave your pussy to be a member in good standing,” I explained. “We like to have even numbers so everyone comes as a couple.”
“Yeah, we were thinking maybe you and Rosie could come as a couple,” Shelly added.
“Okay, I’ll borrow my father’s Caddy and we’ll all go in style,” Rosie said.
“But what would I tell George?”
“Tell him we’re going to a women’s club meeting where we discuss cooking, home making, styles of women’s clothing, and stuff like that, and that’s all true. It’s just not everything,” I said. “I’ll be with you so he shouldn’t question it.”
“If you have pangs of guilt for tricking him like that, we’ll find a way to make it up to him,” Shelly added. “I hope you don’t mind if we young girls get careless and ‘accidentally’ let him see things he normally doesn’t see.”
“Tease him all you want to, Shelly.” Maybe I’ll get laid a little more often. Well, – I’ll have to shave,” Mom said. “Friday is the day after tomorrow.”
“Let me help you shave, Mom, please, let me do it for you?”
“Okay. We’ll steal away to my bathroom tonight while your father is watching TV,” Mom agreed.
*
About eight-thirty that night Mom said, “I’m going to take a long, hot bath, my muscles feel achy.”
She got up and went upstairs to the master bathroom. After five minutes I got up and went upstairs too. I don’t think Dad even noticed. I thought to myself, nineteen years of marriage sure can dull a man’s senses. Eighteen years ago he probably would have offered to scrub Mom’s back or something. Tonight it’s like, ‘okay, whatever,’ and his daughter is going upstairs to shave his wife’s pussy! How familiarity can slow down a sex life.
I went into the bathroom as quietly as possible and there was Mom, sitting in the tub, all soaped up and ready for a rinse. She drained the tub and I took the hand held shower nozzle and rinsed her off.
The shaving cream and razor was laid out on the vanity so I drew hot water in the sink while Mom dried herself off. I put the trash can between her feet and trimmed her pussy hair shorter with some scissors. I could see her clit better so I rubbed my knuckles across it.
“Ummm, Baby, don’t start something you can’t finish,” she said.
I sprayed some shaving cream in my hand and spread it on her pussy.
“Do you want it completely bald or do you want a patch left on your mound?” I asked.
“I’d like a patch on my mound in the shape of a heart,” she said daringly.
“Your wish is my command.”
I shaved her pussy as she sat on the edge of the toilet seat, then handed her a hand mirror so she could inspect the job. She put her hand down and touched herself lightly with her fingers. Her shaved pussy was beautiful!
“Oh, Alicia, it’s just gorgeous! How can I ever thank you,” she said.
“You could come to my room tonight,” I said. “My pussy is wet as hell and throbbing like crazy.”
“Okay, I’ll see what I can do,” she agreed.
I was half-way joking but sure was glad when she agreed to do it.
*
At eleven-thirty that night I gave up on my mother coming so I turned out the light and got in bed. Ten minutes later my bedroom door swung open and Mom entered. She was wearing a robe that was open and a pair of panties, that’s all. She closed my door quietly and shed her robe.
She laid down on the bed with me and ran her fingers through my hair, raking it back from my face and kissing me passionately. I mean she kissed me like she didn’t even know me! She was lying half on top of me with her knee between my legs, her sizable breast pressed against my breast through my Micky Mouse T-shirt.
“I thought you weren’t going to come,” I said softly.
“George came upstairs feeling horny and wanted to have sex. He really was randy, he must have been watching porn on the computer. Anyway, when he saw my shaved pussy, it made him all the hornier. We have sex so infrequently lately that I just couldn’t say ‘no.’
“Did you come?” I asked.
“Oh, Baby, I came twice. He is a great lover when he wants to be. It’s just that his want to has been slipping in the past few years. We average about once a month now.”
“Did he come inside you?”
“Yes, of course, that’s what married people usually do. Why?”
“I was wanting to get a taste of him,” I answered.
“Oh, well, Baby, I wiped off with a towel, but there might be some still in me.”
I pulled my T-shirt off while she pulled her panties off.
“Keep them handy,” I said. “I keep mine here under my pillow.”
“What for?” she asked.
“Use them to gag yourself with when you start getting noisy,” I said.
“What an ingenious idea! Where did you learn that?”
“Shelly and I did it when you were in the house or whenever she slept over.”
“Oh. – Oh! I see! How long have you and Shelly been doing it?”
“Ever since December when we got stuck in the blizzard and spent two nights in the motel. Remember?”
“Yes, – well,- that’s a very good idea. I’ll have to remember that one.”
I pushed her back on the bed and got between her legs. There was a night light in my room but it wasn’t very bright. I turned on the bedside lamp so I could see better. I laid down between her legs and studied her pretty shaved pussy, searching for a drop of the white cream that might still be lingering there. Seeing none, I put my lips to her fuck hole and lapped it with my tongue, tasting her pussy juice and a trace of male juice mixed in.
“I taste a little bit,” I said. “Next time you have sex, would you just put your panties on and come to me as quick as you can? I want to get a good taste of it if I can.”
“Okay, Baby,” she said but not with much enthusiasm.
“I tell you what, next time Travis comes over, I’ll let you hide in my closet and peek at us while we have sex. Then you can taste his come in my pussy after he leaves. Deal?”
“Oh, I see where you’re coming from. That does sound exciting. Deal! Just one question, how do I peek through that door?”
“Remember when I put a poster on it and Dad chewed me out because I used large screws that went all the way through the door panel? Well, the holes are so big, if you put your eye to one from the inside, you can see just about everything in the whole room.”
“Oooooooh. Well, I’m a couple orgasms ahead of you tonight. Want to make up for lost time?” she asked me.
“You’re only one up on me, Mom. I whacked one off while I was waiting.”
“You little hot pants tramp. Well, I’m going to lick your little pussy until you have another one.”
“Yes, Jean. I’d love for you to lick my pussy and let me come in your mouth, you dirty girl you. I’ll bet you’ll put your thumb in my pussy and a finger in my asshole as you lick my clit and make me come in your mouth. Won’t you, you nasty girl.”
“Fuck yeah! I’m going to fuck you silly, you little tramp. I’ll make you come so much you’ll be begging for mercy, you little vixen.”
Ending the role play, Mom went down on me with love and tenderness. Now that’s true motherly love, a mother who’ll get you off after a frustrating evening, I thought to myself. No need to go to bed horny with a mother as kind as her in the house.
I let her lick me to an orgasm, then I wanted to lick her freshly shaved pussy till she came, stuffing her panties in her mouth to be quiet. Then she licked me to an intense orgasm where I had to stuff my panties in my mouth I came so hard.
*
Friday night came and all went well. Rosie parked the Caddy at the curb since there was no room in the driveway and we walked toward the main entrance. Before we could ring the bell, Brea came out to meet us. I should regress and tell you that we stopped at a gas station so Mom could use the rest room to change her clothes. I believe she put on the sexiest dress she owned for tonight.
“Hello. – My stars, don’t you look sexy to night?!!” Brea said in greeting.
“Thank you,” Mom said. “Please, everyone, call me Jean from now on, okay?”
“Not a problem,” Brea said happily. “Wait until you see who’s here tonight.”
“Who?” Shelly asked.
“Wait and see!” Come on in and introduce Jean and Rosie to the folks they don’t know.”
We followed her in and to my surprise found Samantha, a fellow cheerleader; and Sandy, our coach! I introduced Jean and Rosie to them and to Madeline, Brea’s mother; Heather, Madeline’s friend; and to Jenna, Heather’s nineteen year old daughter.
“Wow, we have a lot of mother-daughter teams here tonight,” I commented, not telling the ones who didn’t know that Jean was my mother. I just let them think Jean was Rosie’s date, which in a sense she was. We all sat around and chatted, drinks in hand, getting to know one another.
“Let’s play the blind fold game,” I suggested. “Who wants to go first?”
Brea brought the black scarf to me. No one volunteered so I spoke up.
“Alright then, I’ll go first.” I stood in the middle of the room. “Blindfold me, Brea. – You may touch me any place you want to and do anything you want to do, but only one person can touch me at a time. If I guess who touches me, that person will be blindfolded. The blindfolded person must stand perfectly still with their hands straight down at their side and they’re not allowed to move their hands or feet.”
Brea tied the scarf around my eyes and I stood in utter darkness. I heard everyone move around a bit then it got graveyard quiet. Time seemed to have stopped as I waited for a touch, and waited, – and waited. I began to wonder if anyone was playing the game or if they all went off and left me standing there.
I flinched as someone placed two hands on my butt cheeks and slid them all around to get a good feel of my ample ass. They quit and I waited some more.
It’s weird when, even though you know it will come, not being able to see it coming surprises you when the touch happens. The suspense makes it worse, and not being tied up, you have to force yourself to submit to whatever happens and not allow yourself to move. When you’re not used to other people touching your private parts, it can be a hard thing to do. Try it sometime.
Someone came up behind me and unzipped my dress. She took it off me and I could hear her, like, folding it up.
“My m – ah, Jean.” I correctly guessed.
“She can see, she’s peeking,” Jenna said playfully.
“No, don’t go there, Jenna,” I assured her. “When that scarf is folded like it is, you can’t see a thing.”
I tied the scarf around Mom’s head and made sure her eyes were covered, then stepped back.
Madeline stepped up and placed her hands on Jean’s ample breasts. The suddenness of the assault caused Jean to cry out, “OH!,” causing everyone to chuckle, but she didn’t move. Madeline squeezed Jean’s breasts and planted a lingering kiss on her lips.
Jean stood and waited till Jenna put a hand lightly to the inside of her knee which made Jean flinch. Jenna slid her hand up one leg under Jean’s short black dress till she got to the top of the leg and lingered there for a while. Judging by Jeans heavier breathing, I’d guess the fingers under her dress weren’t staying still.
“Alicia?” she guessed.
“No, that’s wrong,” we told her.
Heather went behind Jean and suddenly grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and squeezed. Jean yelled, “Aaaahh,” and almost moved but stopped herself. Heather slid her hands down to the hem of Jeans dress and slowly pulled it upward, exposing smooth, velvety ass cheeks in the back and a pretty, shaved pussy with a heart shaped patch of hair on her mound in front. She wasn’t wearing panties.
“Shelly?” she guessed.
“No, wrong again,” I said.
Rosie walked up and lifted Jean’s dress up the rest of the way.
“You’re allowed to move your arms for undressing,” I told her.
Jean raised her arms to allow her dress to be pulled off. She wasn’t wearing a bra either and stood before everyone now wearing just a pair of black high heeled shoes and a smile. Every time I see her naked I’m amazed by her beautiful body.
I expected Mom to be nervous tonight and shy at first. No such thing, she made herself at home like she’d been going to sex parties for years. She started talking to Madeline over a drink.
I got cozy with Jenna. We have wanted to get together ever since the first party here.
Rosie was talking to Sandy and soon they headed upstairs to a bedroom.
Madeline led Jean by the hand upstairs. As I watched Jean walk with her smooth butt cheeks swaying and flexing, wearing nothing but a pair of high heeled shoes, I felt a touch of envy for Madeline.
Heather set her sights on Samantha and soon they were headed upstairs.
Jenna and I settled down on the sofa while Shelly and Brea made themselves comfortable with some pillows from the loveseat on the living room floor.
“Remember the first time we got together at Alicia’s house when Jean was out of town?” I heard Brea tell Shelly. “You were my very first taste of pussy and I still have the hots for you.”
“You’re a hot little piece of ass, Brea, and I still have the hots for you, too,” Shelly said.
They undressed and melted into each others arms on the floor.
Jenna and I helped each other undress.
“I would have called you but was so busy I couldn’t make time to get away,” Jenna said.
“Same here,” I confessed. “I’ve often thought about making it with you though.”
Jenna and I kissed, lightly at first, but as passion built within us, hungrily, our tongues dancing a tango, the dance of love.
I saw Shelly and Brea laying side by side on the floor. They were kissing and masturbating one another.
Jenna gently pushed me down on the sofa on my back. She cupped my breasts, squeezing and tweaking my nipples.
“Look at these perky titties,” she said. “They just beg for attention. Look how hard the nipples are getting.”
Jenna rubbed the backs of her fingers over my nipples causing the saucy nubs of my nipples to bounce between each finger as she moved her hands back and forth.
“Ooooo, Jenna! I love what you do to my titties,” I whispered.
I reached up and pulled her nipples out, letting them bounce back into place each time. I rubbed the backs of my fingers over her nipples like she did to mine, thrilled by the feeling of her nips bouncing between my fingers.
“Yes, Alicia. Just like that. Doesn’t that feel nice?”
Brea was kissing and sucking Shelly’s perky tits as they continued to masturbate one another. Shelly would glance up at me to see what I was doing. It’s so much fun to masturbate with other girls, I wondered why all girls didn’t do it together. It’s far more fun than just doing it alone.
Jenna scissored her legs with mine, bringing her pussy in contact with my throbbing cunt. She pushed the pillows out of her way onto the floor and rubbed our pussies together, making squishy noises as our sopping wet cunts slid across each other.
Shelly was licking and sucking Brea’s ample breasts now, her hand never missed a beat in Brea’s hungry cunt.
I could tell Jenna was climbing the peak, getting close to her orgasm. I thrust my hips to meet her every move, allowing our butterfly lips to kiss with wet, sticky sounds. I could feel my own orgasm starting to build.
Brea started to thrust her pussy into Shelly’s hand, more rapidly now.
“Oh, Shelly, I’m getting close,” she whimpered. Make me come, Shelly, make me come.”
“Yeah, baby, yeah, I’m getting close too,” Shelly said. “Don’t stop fucking me like that, don’t stop.”
Brea had two fingers planted deeply in Shelly’s smooth pussy, pumping her hand rapidly with fucking motions.
I clutched Jenna’s butt cheeks in my hands to pull her pussy tightly against mine, but allowed her freedom enough to move her hips in a copulating motion.
Brea whined and whimpered as she approached her pinnacle of bliss. Her movements slowed down to a crawl as she went over the top.
“I’m – I’m come – coming!” she shuddered.
Shelly took hold of Brea’s wrist and pumped her fingers into her pussy with a fury.
“Almost there, – almost, oh, fuck, oh, fuck, fuck, – AAAAHHHHH!” Shelly whimpered with a high pitched squeal.
The sounds of pleasure spurred Jenna on to her completion as she pressed her butterfly lips firmly against mine. She didn’t say anything, she just shuddered and shuddered as she held her pussy against mine.
“I’m so close, – please,” I begged of Jenna.
She put two fingers into my sopping wet pussy and with her thumb against my clit, finger fucked me until I came with a low moan.
“Oh, Jenna, oh, Augghhh” I mewled.
She rolled off me onto the floor and put a pillow under her head. I joined her with a pillow next to hers and stroked her naked body from breasts to pussy in a wonderful post-orgasmic glow.
“I want to taste you,” Jenna said after a bit.
“And I you,” I answered.
We got into a classic sixty-nine position and buried our faces in pussy. Jenna had a lovely body and I licked her from her hood to her puckered hole before concentrating on her clit. Jenna did the same to me and before long, in our highly aroused state, we had another fantastic orgasm.
Shelly came and laid down beside me. We kissed deeply, the way only lovers can kiss. Brea laid down beside Jenna and it wasn’t long before they were licking clits and fingering pussies. Shelly and I were contented to cuddle and watch them.
Someone laid down beside me. I looked over and saw Sandy, naked as a jay bird, smiling at me.
“Hey, you two,” Sandy said cheerfully.
“Having a good time?” I asked her.
“Yes. Very good, thanks to you two.”
“But, you were into girls at college,” Shelly said.
Yes, but I thought that was all behind me. You made me realize on our trip to the state cheer leading championships that it would never be behind me. Thank you for seducing me, Alicia.”
“What can I say, you’re irresistible,” I said.
Rosie came and sat by us.
“Wow! Is this a party or what?!” she exclaimed. “I’ll bet my friends back in New York would never believe me if I told them.”
Madeline and Jean joined us on the floor.
“Is everyone having fun?” Jean asked.
“With beautiful people like you here, why wouldn’t we?!” I said.
“Awwwww, thank you, Alicia. I love you, too, Honey.”
Heather and Samantha came and sat on the loveseat. Samantha was grinning from ear to ear at us. I guess she had a pretty good time.
Everyone sort of picked a new partner for another go round. I kissed Sandy and fell into her arms. I kissed her generous breasts and fingered her gorgeous pussy. Before long we were in a sixty-nine, getting one another off again with lips on clits and tongues in pussies.
The entire living room was filled with sighs, moans, and orgasmic squeals as busy fingers and tongues did their best to satisfy.
Nearing midnight, Jean, Rosie, Shelly and I decided we’d better head home before Dad became alarmed. We got dressed and bid everyone goodnight.
On the ride home, Shelly was in the back with me while Mom, or Jean, rode in front with Rosie driving.
“You girls did plan on staying the night, didn’t you?” Mom asked.
“If it’s alright with you, Jean, I’ll just get on home. I have Dad’s car.” Rosie said.
“I planned on staying,” Shelly said.
“I hope George isn’t horny tonight, I’m pooped,” Mom said.
“I could take care of him, if it’s alright with you, Jean,” Shelly said.
“I don’t know if he’d be interested, Shelly.”
“Oh, he’d be interested all right,” I assured Mom. “I’ve seen how he looks at Shelly and other girlfriends I bring home. He sure eats his heart out sometimes.”
“Hum, come to think of it, he has had more want to lately than he’s had in a long time.” Mom said.
“He is a good looking man. He’s made my pussy wet more than once by looking at places on me that shouldn’t be looked at. He’s always trying to see my panties, and sometimes I deliberately let them show just to see his reaction, or should I say, erection.”
“Good. If he gets frisky tonight, you can have him, I’m beat.”
*
There were a few lights on in the house when we got there. Either he was still up or had left the lights on for us. When we walked in, he was still up.
“I’ve got a splitting headache, I’m going to take some sleeping pills and go to bed. I’ll see everyone in the morning,” Mom said.
“Goodnight, Dear. Sweet dreams.”
“Did you see the porn site Mom found,” I asked him.
“Well, I noticed it,” dad said. “I hope you girls don’t watch it.”
“Why, Dad?”
“Well, It’s bad for you.”
“Isn’t it about sex?” Shelly asked.
“Yes, it’s sex.” Dad said.
“Is sex bad for you?” I asked.
“No, sex is good for you. Porn is bad for you. Well, – you shouldn’t watch it, that’s all.”
I feigned a yawn.
“I’m tired. I guess I”ll go to bed. Coming, Shelly?”
“I’ll be along in a little while. I want to play with the computer for a bit, if it’s okay.”
“Okay, well, goodnight.”
I went upstairs, opened and shut my bedroom door, then laid down at the top of the stairs where I could see Shelly and the computer. She sat carelessly with her legs wide apart, her short skirt showing lots of thigh. She put the porn site on and looked through the list.
Dad came back into view and saw what she had on the screen.
“Shelly, no, you shouldn’t”
He looked around nervously to see if anyone was looking. He didn’t see me though, I was hidden.
“I just don’t see anything wrong with it. Show me what’s so bad about it,” Shelly challenged innocently.
“Well, it gets you sexually excited when there’s no one to relieve yourself with.”
Shelly leaned forward and hunched her shoulders forward, letting Dad see down the front of her dress.
“You can relieve yourself, I do sometimes. Don’t you?” she asked.
“Well, yeah, sometimes.”
Shelly clicked on a video and watched it load on the screen. Dad stood closer to Shelly so he could see better, his leg pressed against her arm. He placed his hand on her far shoulder in a friendly way. She looked down at his pants.
“I see you like watching it.” Shelly teased.
“Yeah, I like watching it.” Dad confessed.
Shelly put her hand between her thighs and stroked her panty crotch. Startled, Dad looked down at her hand on her pussy.
“Oooops, sorry,” Shelly said. “It makes my pussy throb to where I want to rub it.”
“Go ahead, rub it if you want to. I don’t mind.”
Shelly put her hand back on her panties and stroked her pussy in earnest. Dad squeezed his cock a few times. Shelly looked at his hand squeezing his cock, then looked at his face and smiled.
“I almost wish that was us on the monitor,” she smiled. “My pussy is so wet.”
“If you can keep a secret and not tell anyone, we could do what they’re doing.”
“Oh, I can keep that secret all right.”
“Shut that thing off and come here.” Dad said.
I had to move a little to follow them to the loveseat. They stood about the same height and Dad pressed his body against hers, moving his hips from side to side, rubbing his cock against her pussy.
“Everyone’s asleep, shouldn’t we undress?” Shelly asked.
“Yeah, alright, get undressed.”
Dad tore his clothes off like they were on fire, he couldn’t get out of them fast enough. Shelly removed her shoes, dress and panties and stood before him naked, waiting for him. He took a good look at her body and shaved pussy..
“Oh, gawd, smooth as a baby’s butt.”
Dad yanked his shorts off and tossed them aside. I had seen Dad in his underwear before, but nothing prepared me for the sight before my eyes then. He was bigger than Travis or Collin and every bit as hard. He sat on the loveseat.
“This might hurt a little.”
“George, I’m not a virgin, I have a boyfriend.”
“Oh, – right.” he said with disappointment in his voice.
Dad groaned aloud as Shelly lowered herself, his cock being engulfed by her warm pussy. He remained still while Shelly moved her hips back and forth, up and down, all at the same time. Dad got her tempo and started flexing his hips to match her thrusts, making slapping noises and causing Shelly’s ass cheeks to shake and ripple.
I had been masturbating all the while I watched them and felt an orgasm coming on. It wasn’t a big one because I wasn’t relaxed, but it caused me to bite my lip to keep me from making too much noise.
Shelly got up to change positions. I saw Dad’s cock pop free and flop against his abdomen, glistening with Shelly’s pussy juices. Shelly had turned around and was facing me now. As she lowered herself, sliding his slick cock slowly up her love canal, she looked at me and smiled. She couldn’t see me, of course, but she knew I was there. How erotic it was for me to watch my best friend fucking my father with total abandon.
Their fucking motions began again making slapping noises and grunts. I watched as Shelly would take the big cock in her pussy to the balls, then raise herself up until it was in danger of coming out, then taking it in to the balls again.
Dad began to make low moans signaling his orgasm was approaching. His legs stiffened and his hips stayed suspended in the air as he grunted one last time and shot his come juice deep into Shelly’s pussy. It wasn’t too soon because Shelly let out a high pitched squeal as she came on Dad’s cock as it pumped its last few squirts of come. Shelly’s pussy was convulsing and milking the embedded shaft for every last drop of come it could get. I know, I’ve been there.
I got up quietly and went into my room noiselessly to wait for Shelly. She came in carrying her clothes and holding a hand on her pussy to keep the come juice in. She giggled quietly and sat on the edge of my bed, taking her hand away from her pussy to show me a big gob of white jizz seeping from her fuck hole.
“Would you like a taste of my fresh cream pie?” she said.
“Oh, Shelly, how the fuck did you know?!”
“I just figured you would, knowing what a nasty girl you are.” she giggled.
I dove between her legs and licked up a big drop before it ran down between her ass cheeks. I swallowed it all, savoring the taste of the egg fertilizing seed that got me into this world. How’s that for father-daughter bonding?!
I put my tongue in to collect a gob more of the jizz and brought my mouth to Shelly’s. She opened her mouth and allowed a gob of it fall between her lips, tasting and savoring the flavor. We both tasted and swallowed then kissed with our tongues swirling together, alternating mouths to dance in.
I turned off the bed lamp and we cuddled up together, two naked happy campers.
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