Chapter 5
Karen was almost in the dark as she felt her cherry give way to the hot, wet intruder that entered her body, as Betty was helping to ease the situation from the other end. She was also on the couch, and leaning over Karen's face as she went to work on he pink, virgin nipples with her mouth. All that Karen could see was the even more virgin nipples that were suspended above her.
By now, Betty was a very experienced nipple eater, and her ministrations helped immeasurable as her mother took care of the proceedings below. It didn't completely cut out the sharp twinge of the splitting cherry of course, but it at least gave something to Karen to alleviate it. And as she felt the pleasure and the pain combining as her body was- invaded further than it had ever been before, she reached up and wrapped her arms around the small body above her and drew it down even closer to her.
The eight year old boy didn't have any tits worth mentioning, but the body was chubby, and the remnants of the baby fat that still abounded on the chest area gave the simulated effect of at least a small pair of bumps. But even the bumps wouldn't have been necessary to the girl on the couch. It was the small, but firmly hard nipples that she was looking up at that caught her eye and made her mouth water.
It was too bad that Paul had to miss this, because it would have been one of the greatest scenes that he could possibly see in his lifetime. Karen laying full length ,on the couch and being worked on from other ends, and doing her best to get personally involved in the act. The feelings that were permeating her body dictated that she must do something, and right now the only thing that she Was able to do was to get hold of those little pink nipples and do her best to devour them.
And the action naturally caused a reaction. As she sucked the immature little boobs into her mouth as she reached her arms up and encircled the small body and drew it down until it was within her reach, the fiery lips that were working on her own nipples seemed to spring into even greater life. And the sharp little teeth that bit into the hardness "of her nipples caused her body to gyrate enticingly and make Ellen do an even better job on the area in which she was working.
Ellen's face was buried so deeply in the working area that she did not know what was going on above her, and she figured that the newer grinding motions that were taking place in the crotch were all of her doing. Actually, quite a bit of it was her doing, and as she delved deeper into the virgin territory, she began to notice the effects that it was having on her own body. Her own crotch was beginning to grind against the couch below her.
Ellen found that she was at a loss as to what to do. If she kept this up much longer, she knew that she would wind up with a mouthful of come, which she didn't mind at all, but she also wanted to be worked on herself, and she didn't want to drain all of the passion from the body that she wanted to work on her.
Maybe it would be better if she just let the pot come to a boil and then turned the gas off under it so that the pot would be ready and willing to do anything in order to have the flame under it relit. Anyway, Ellen didn't have much choice. She didn't want to waste her own passion on the seat of the couch.
She had eaten this particular pussy before, and it had showed its appreciation, but so far Karen had not really reciprocated. Ellen had done all the work, and all she wound up with was a hot pussy. This time, she was determined to come out a little better. In face this time she was determined to come in a much better place than in her own hand or on the couch. And when she felt the insistence that was building up in the lovely thighs that encircled her head, she decided that the time was now.
When she lifted her head and saw what was going on between Karen and her daughter, she almost hated to have to interfere, but her own feelings dictated that there was no other choice. Besides, she figured that they would have no trouble finding something else to do as long as they had gone this far. And the other two bodies had become so deply involved, that it seemed that they actually resented the fact that they were disturbed at this particular time. But no other time would have been better, because all of them just wanted to get involved again, and they were at the point where they didn't care what they got involved in. After all the years of practice that Ellen had, she knew just when the time was right, and this time couldn't have, been better.
She removed- herself from between the luscious legs, keeping it in mind that she was going to resume that position again, hopefully in time to reap the benefits of what she had already started, and gleefully noted the disturbed appearance of the two on the couch as she stood next to them. That was all in her favor, as the more disturbed they were, the more fun they would all have when she worked them into the new position that she had in mind. She was perfectly aware that her daughter would do anything, and Betty was going to be a big help in this particular maneuver.
Ellen knew very well that any words or explanation might have broken the spell that she had worked so hard to build up, so she proceeded to work out her ideas in a sort of a pantomime. Betty was still on her hands and knees and leaning over the upper part of Karen's body, but she was no longer sucking the hard knobs. She was looking at her mother, knowing that something else was going to happen and waiting to see what it was going to be. As well as she knew her mother, she knew that it was going to be something better than what they were already doing.
And Karen felt just about the same way. She was the honored guest, and she wasn't about to ask any questions. She was fully aware that her 'hosts' knew exactly how to run a party. As far as she was concerned, the party had gone so well up until now that she was ready for anything. No matter what happened, it would have to be even better. She herself was ready to spill her guts, and she didn't know how or when or where she was going to spill them, and she was looking to Ellen for the answer.
Thus, the two of them relied on the expert, and they offered no objections as Ellen reached out to them and placed them in the positions that would benefit them all. She took each of them by the hand and pulled them to their feet in front of the couch, and then she manipulated Karen so that she was kneeling down and facing the couch. And still without saying anything, she took her daughter and placed her behind the kneeling figure. She knew that she would not have to give any further instructions to Betty. Once Betty found herself facing that big beautiful ass, she would know just what to do. And then Ellen took up her own position on the couch, and as Karen looked into the glistening wet, weeping pussy, she also knew what she was expected to do.
'Nuff said. Everything was set up. The situation was just like at a picnic. The table was laid out and all that was left was for everybody to dig in. And they dug in.
Just as Ellen had figured, when Betty saw that huge ass in front of her she would have to do something about it, and Ellen was perfectly aware that Betty would know just what to do. Betty was no stranger to the asshole, but it was the puffy pussy lips below it that would draw her attention at first. And those pussy lips were so inflamed right now that they would send desperate messages all the way through the body until they reached the tongue that was within inches of the target that was being presented to it.
Karen may have enjoyed the lesbian type attentions that she had received before, but until now she had always been the recipient. She never thought that she would be able to do the things that were being done to her, but that was only because she had never met a mother-daughter combination like this. As the daughter worked on her from the rear, the thing in front of her looked better and better.
Although she had had dealings with pussies before, and naturally she had one of her own, she had never looked one square in the face like this. She had placed her hand on the other girl's private parts, sometimes even to the point where the girl filled her hand, such as with Ellen, but she had never gone this deeply into the subject. And now that she was face to face with the facts that her life had led her to, she found that she didn't mind it at all. The little tongue that was working on her rear end might have been a help in her thinking.
Ellen soon discovered that there was nothing else necessary for her to do. All she had to do was lay back and enjoy it while the other girls took care of her and each other. All the time that she had spent with her daughter was not what she could call a waste of time. Her efforts had not only paid off in personal satisfaction, but they were beginning to pay off right now in other ways. Ellen couldn't see what Betty was doing back there, but whatever it was, she highly approved of it. She was receiving the benefits of her daughter's lessons.
And the eight year old body that was on its knees on the floor could have done what she was doing without any lessons. The only thing that her mother had really done was give her the incentive to go after what she would have wanted to go after anyway. As far as the way :hat she went after it, that was strictly according to her body chemistry. When she wanted it, she wanted it, and even if she didn't know how to do it, she was perfectly capable of developing her own methods. And she wanted it now, and she was doing it her own way, and it was so good that it was transferred all the way through the body that she was working on to her mother's body.
The only thing that Ellen didn't like about it was that she knew that it was going to be too short. The tongue that was now working on her was doing a job that many a more experienced tongue wouldn't be able to do. She had a pretty good idea of course of what was motivating that tongue, but that was really unimportant. The important thing was that Ellen was going to spill her guts before she even had a chance to see what the new girl was going to be like.
And the new girl was going at it so voraciously because she was getting ready to spill her own guts. Betty didn't really have anything to spill yet, but that didn't mean that she didn't have the feeling, and she showed whatever feelings she had as she squeezed her face in between the hot cheeks of Karen's ass and dug her tongue into whichever hole was available. And both of the holes that were available from her point of view were of almost the same consistency. The only way that she could tell them apart, was that the lower one was wetter.
In the beginning, Karen had her legs together, not giving Betty much working room, but when she felt Betty really going to work, she soon altered that situation, and as she squatted down and spread her legs apart, Betty had no trouble in identifying the individual holes. With her face buried between the hot, fat cheeks, she could not see what she was doing, but her tongue was able to differentiate between the quivering openings.
Both holes were hot and puckered, but that was because of the intense fire that was burning inside of the body. Karen was all tensed up. But after sampling the first hole that her tongue found, Betty knew that it was too dry to have been the One that her mother had been working on. When she moved her face down a little further, she could recognize the taste of her mother's efforts. And when she dug her tongue in, it seemed to force the tongue out of the mouth that was working on Ellen's cunt. It appeared that pretty soon, Betty would be the only one that would be in desperate need of satisfaction. But she knew that there was no need to worry, because by me time the two bigger girls were satisfied, they would be expert enough to take care of a little girl even though they had been reduced :n their immediate passion.
And it didn't take the immediate passion very long to be reduced. After all,this was what they had all been working for, so it shouldn't have to come as a surprise to anyone when it finally did happen. But when it did happen, Betty was the one that found herself the victim of the reaction.
At the same time that she tasted the flow of passion from her pussy that she was working on, the owner of that pussy was tasting the fruits of her own labor. And as the two larger bodies heaved almost in unison as their pleasure reached its peak, Karen jerked backwards and rammed her ass into the little face behind her. And at the same time that Betty's tongue tasted Karen's offerings, she also found her nose buried deep in the drier, smaller hole that she had sampled at first. And it was not that she minded it, it was just the amount of passionate violence that accompanied it that she objected to. But she didn't complain, because she knew that now it was her turn.
The two bigger bodies were far from finished, but they needed a period of respite before they would be able to go at it again with anything approaching the vigor that they had gone at it before. Therefore, both Karen and Ellen, being in a condition that demanded more, yet also demanded some sort of a rest period, were in exactly the right position to accommodate the little girl.
It wasn't hard for the two bigger girls to figure out what kind of a position would suit them best, because all they wanted to do was lay down and rest for a little while. But they also knew that the rest period would not have to interfere with their desires and the desires of the little girl, so as Karen stretched out on the couch on her back, and Ellen stretched out on top of her, all that remained was for Betty to get in between them and make herself like the meat in a sandwich.
It was left for Karen to get the choicest part, as she found the young pussy staring her right in the face. Ellen was lying full length on the top, and she was looking down at her daughter's ass. Not that she hadn't looked and worked on it before, but she was a little jealous because she knew that Betty-was facing the pussy that she had just worked on. In other words, Karen and Betty were in a sixty-nine position, while Ellen was on top of the heap and looked down into a very nice little asshole. Ellen would have preferred a pussy, even a hairy one, but she was not about to argue. She was still so hot from the previous episode that she would have been willing to suck on a big toe. As long as it was a female toe. And Betty received the benefit of her mother's body heat, and she transferred it to the body below her.
It was just another round robin deal. The more one did to the other, the more that one would do to the other one. Ellen was the only real loser, but it really wasn't that bad even for her. She could feel the hair of her daughter's head rubbing against the hair between her legs as Betty lapped at the pussy below her. And with her face buried in between the cheeks of the nice smooth ass as Karen worked on that same ass from below, Ellen figured that she wouldn't have to have any direct contact with her own pussy in order to get her going again. And as she dug her tongue into the small asshole and felt the results as the bodies below her vibrated, she figured that she was going to have to wash her daughter's out that night, because it was going to be full of come.
Betty wouldn't get full of come from the position that they were in now. But from the way that the bodies were operating, they would soon be changing into more workable positions. At this time, all they would be able to do was to fill each other up with saliva, but that was not what any of them really wanted..
A tongue in the ass, or a tongue in the cunt was fine, but the bodies insisted that there should be much more to it than that. The original session had only worked all three of them up to the point where they had to go on and on, and right now, Betty was the only one that was being satisfied. But she was not completely satisfied either. It was true that she had a thing in her ass and one in her pussy, and each one of them was doing a more or less fabulous job, but Betty wasn't big enough yet to achieve a full appreciation. The others may have wanted more, but that hot little body that couldn't really let itself go wanted even more.
But there would be no problem about that. The other two bodies were becoming so hot from what they were doing that they would have no trouble in taking care of themselves, and they would have much less trouble in taking care of the smaller body that was in just as great a need as they were. But it was Karen who was having the best time.
She was on the bottom, with two other bodies pressing her down into the seat of the couch, but she found that she didn't mind the amount of weight on her at all. She didn't even notice the weight. All she noticed was the hairless pussy that was grinding into her mouth and seemed to be able to accept all that she could offer it. She knew that Ellen was working on he body from above, but Karen was so far gone that she didn't realize that it was the tongue in the asshole that was forcing the twat down onto her mouth and making her own tongue do a better job.
The little tongue that was operating on her was all right, but it only seemed to aggravate her condition more. The eight year old tongue was knowledgable enough, but the body was just too small to allow that tongue to reach the proper area. Karen's daintily haired mound was receiving a whole lot of attention, but as much as she tried to stretch herself, Betty couldn't quite reach the white meat on the inside of the chicken. And so she was also glad when she found that there was going to be a change taking place.
Her mother was instigating the change, but the big problem was that even Ellen didn't know exactly what it was that she wanted. Her pussy told her that she had to have something, but as she put her arms and hands under her daughter and lifted the little bottom up, she wasn't sure of what she was going to do next. The two less experienced bodies below her were impatiently waiting as they felt themselves being maneuvered. They also wanted more, but they didn't know more of what, and they figured that whatever was going to happen just had to be good. Three mouths were hungry, but three cunts were even hungrier.
It turned out that it was going to be the neophite that was going to get" the best of the deal, as when Ellen finally made up her mind what was going to happen, Karen found herself in the middle. And although she was still facing the little pussy, she also was not having her own pussy worked on.
The little girl was beneath, and she didn't seem to mind the weight of the two bigger girls on top of her. She had other things to think about. Or actually, she wasn't thinking about anything except what was confronting her.
Betty might not have been quite sure of what was going on on top of her, but she did know that after they had settled down, things were a bit better. It was a rather difficult position, but it could eventually be worked into. Betty and Karen were sixty-nining, with Betty laying on her back while Karen was belly to belly with her in the opposite direction. Ellen was on top of the pile, and she was more or less looking down at Karen's ass. She could only see the top of her daughter's head as the rest of the face was completely buried in the vast amount of flesh. But as she looked down, she could see that the little face was just able to take care of the bigger slit, and there was only a small hole available to her. And when Ellen went to work, mother and daughter were just about face to face.
But this time, it was the mother that got the dry hole while the daughter was enjoying the fruits of past labors. As far as Karen went, she couldn't have been in a better situation. She still had the full value of the little bald pussy, which she actually liked much better than the hairy muff that she had worked on previously, and at the same time she had not one but two eager tongues working on her. And things were about to get even better. She could feel it coming as she felt the two operatives start to bump heads as they went for the same meat. Ellen wanted cunt, and she was going to fight with Betty for it.
And Karen had no trouble instigating the head-bum ping as she dug into the little bald pussy with all her might as her own body throbbed and shook between the two hot bodies working on her. She didn't have far to go, and neither did the little girl, although she didn't have much to give, but Ellen was getting nothing but hotter and hotter. Ellen's cunt was about to burst, and she didn't have anything to burst it in. All she had was the two overheated bodies below her that threatened to throw her off at any minute with their antics.
It was only at the last minute that Ellen managed to get hold of Karen's pussy. Betty threw her head back onto the bed as she felt something seem to explode inside of her as the hot, wet tongue delved as deep into her as she had ever felt it before, and although she might have shot a blank, to her it was as good or better than any other blank she had shot. At least her insides seemed to have received a good measure of satisfaction.
And at just about the same time, Karen's squirming body gave a great heave as it showed its own satisfaction at the way it was being treated, and Ellen was just in time to receive the full benefits. And that was all Ellen needed to trigger her own orgasm. She was looking down at her daughter's face as her mouth filled at the same time that her guts emptied, and her offerings ran down the crack of the little fat butt and into the face and hair of the girl underneath.
That was the first time between the three of them, and Karen found that the presence of the little girl not only made it better than when she had only been with Ellen, but that she had loosened up so completely and lost all of the inhibitions that she might have had so thoroughly that she just didn't give a damn anymore. She didn't care if there was a detective at each window and reported everything they saw to her parents. This sample was so good, that she was determined to stay and find out what the real thing was like.
And she did. Not only was she an almost permanent house guest for the next couple of years, but Ellen and Betty treated her so well that she became an invaluable addition to the household. It wasn't easy to keep the goings on from Paul, but somehow they managed to do it, and Paul got to like this continuous guest.
Karen didn't actually live with them of course, but it almost seemed that she did. She would stay the night with the kids very often so that the mother could go out to work more often, and she even contributed to the household bills. Karen only figured that she was paying them back for the good times that she received when the mother came home from work, and the good times that she had with the daughter while the mother was out and the son was in bed. And although she did like Paul, somehow he didn't intrigue her the way Betty did, and Karen now had no doubt as to where her preferences lay.
The trouble was though, that Ellen's preferences lay in both directions. They may have been a bit stronger in the female direction, but he knew that she wouldn't be able to deep this up for too much longer. She couldn't depend on having a girl more or keeping her, and she wasn't averse to the stares and ogles and advances of the males that patronized the place where she worked. The only thing was that she was highly selective, and although she did occasionally go out with one of the customers, it was very seldom that she went out with him a second time. All of them seemed to have the same thing on their mind, and she expected that. She thought that she would never find one that wasn't exactly looking for that thing. Of course that was what all men were looking for, but she figured that she would be able to tell when one of them was serious. , And eventually, she did. At first she thought that the guy was some kind of a con man, because all he did was take her out after work and not try to do anything with her. Or at least he wasn't aggressive about what he had in mind. If he saw that she was not interested, he would drop it. But then she- really began to wonder. If he was some kind of a con man, what could she possibly have that he could con her out of? So she eventually got interested in him.
How was she to know that he was a queer? But he was a queer in a good job and with many good connections, and all he really wanted her for was to disguise his obsession. He wanted a wife to bring his bosses and contacts home to meet, just like he was any normal, upcoming executive. "All he wanted her for was camouflage, but she wouldn't learn that for awhile.
Naturally, when Karen saw that the relationship was developing so seriously, that marriage was imminent, she figured that it was time for her to move out. Not that she had it in mind to discontinue the relationship completely, but she knew that she would still be able to visit occasionally and get all the kicks that she wanted. Because whether Ellen got married or not, she knew that-both Ellen and Betty would still be the same way. From now on, it would just be a matter of timing. As long as the husband was away at work, she could have nice visits with them. And it wound up that Ellen did finally get married to Fred. And things still worked out pretty well between her and Karen for awhile. Although she didn't see Karen as frequently, she did wind up with something else to occupy her time and assuage her hunger. : The main problem at first was that her duaghter was not able to assuage her own hunger as much as she had been used to.
All in all though, the system did work out satisfactorily for quite some time. Not ideally, in the minds of the girl involved, but well enough. Her husband knew well enough what kind of work Ellen was doing, since he had met her while she was on the job, but that made no difference to him. It made a difference to Ellen though, as she didn't particularly like to do that kind of work anyway, and she now had someone with good money coming in so that she didn't have to really work to gain her support. Once she was married, she would work only a day or so now and then in order to get some extra money for herself. Fred didn't care.
It took her a long while to figure out just why he didn't care.
And when she did find out it took her awhile to figure out whether she cared or not. In the end though, she did care.
It was not particularly the fact that she discovered that he was a queer that bothered her, because after all, she was a lesbian herself. How could she condemn him when she was doing the same thing? The only thing that finally brought things to a head was when she found that he was getting a bit too familiar with her son. So far, she had been able to protect Paul from this kind of stuff. He had been completely ignorant of what was going on. Or at least she thought so. She didn't know anything about the episode that he had witnessed, and he had made no mention of it or attempted to follow it up. It was a long time ago, and he was only a little kid, and it more or less escaped his mind as if it had been a dream.
But in Ellen's mind, she figured that she had done enough damage in polluting her daughter, and she wanted her son to be able to go his own way. Two lesbians in the family were enough. She didn't want to have a homosexual son also. Although she would be a bit jealous when he was old enough to discover girls and what to do with them, she also thought that that would be better than to find out that her son was sucking dicks. Of course he was bound to find out about his mother and sister sooner or later, but she wanted it to be later, after he had been able to develop his own personality.
And that was what decided her on her future course. She knew that she could get enough alimony out of her husband if she divorced him to keep her and the kids going for a long time, and she could also supplement it by going back to her own job occasionally. And when it came right down to it, she wouldn't really miss him.
She did like having him around, but it was more of a sense of companionship than love. She could never love a man, although she could muster up enough affection to live with one.. If it wasn't for Paul, she would have probably stuck it out for at least a while longer. But she figured that it was time for this whole thing to come to an end, and she didn't think that she would have much trouble with.
Fred about that. He didn't know about her, but she knew enough about him by now to actually blackmail him into supporting her.
She was perfectly aware that his career would be ruined if any word of his sexual preferences got out, and she was perfectly willing to keep it a secret as long as she received a reasonable settlement after the divorce. And Ellen was not a vindictive person. She did not want to break him. She would be perfectly willing to let him pursue his own life as long as he was willing to let her pursue hers. And he was grateful for generosity, and agreed to what she wanted just so that she could live without worries about her children, and he could go on to whatever his goal in the business world was.
There was nothing odd about a man getting divorced and having to pay alimony, and at least his business associates would know that he had been married and they wouldn't shy away from him. In fact, a lot of them who had been married and divorced would actually be able to sympathize with him. And so it proceeded. They both were free, and they both had substantial incomes, and both of them had attained some kind of an air of respectability.
And once her husband was gone for good, it seemed that a whole new life was facing Ellen, and she was wondering just how she would go about living it.
The very thought of the possibilities excited her. Here she was finally, single again with responsibilities but free to pursue her own end ... whatever they were.