Chapter 5
"Goddamn it to fuck!" Leanne O'Neill snarled as she walked from the curb to the house. That bastard Jerry had never showed up at the concert. And would you look at that? His fucking car was parked right in front of Leanne's house! Oh, the shit was due to hit the fan in a very few minutes!
But it struck the girl that something was out of the ordinary. The lights in the front of the house were all turned off. No sign of life at all. So where was Jerry?
Leanne went around the side of the house and peered into the kitchen window. Dark as a tomb in there, too. God, had something happened?
She rounded the corner and saw a light, coming from her mother's bedroom. Instead of going to the back door and letting herself in, the curious teenager went to the source of the light. The bedroom window was open, as usual on a warm summer night, and Leanne looked inside. Her jaw dropped as far as the rosebushes that grew beneath the window sill.
"C'mon, can't you get it hard again?" Karen was panting as she rolled Jerry all over the bed. She was playing with his cock while she tongue-fucked his mouth and rubbed her big lush tits across his chest. Her legs and his were intertwined. She had one of his thighs flush against her pussy and she was sliding her eager cunt back and forth along the firmness of his leg.
"Get stiff," she went on, "and fuck me up the ass just one more time, baby! Do that for mama!"
She bent over his lap and took his cock straight into her mouth, sucking and biting. She alternated deep swallowing gulps with lunges that brought her lips to his balls and his balls into her hungry mouth. She had her hand in the crack of his ass and she was poking a fingertip into his asshole, giving the boy a taste of his own medicine.
Karen sat up. "You must be half-faggot," she said, cupping her tits. "You mean you can't get it up for these babies?"
Jerry just shook his head. "Six times is my limit."
"Well, don't call the game warden," Karen replied, "but I'm about to exceed my limit."
She got off the bed and went to the night-stand. The vibrator was there, where she had left it. Not much strength left in the batteries, after the workout she'd given the thing last night and today, but she hoped there was enough for what she had in mind. "Here we go," she told Jerry. "If this doesn't get you up, nothing will,"
Jerry sat up, covering his asshole with his hand. "No way you're sticking that thing in me, you nutty bitch!"
Karen just giggled. She threw herself onto the bed and grabbed hold of his cock. "I'm just gonna tickle you a little," she promised, buzzing the end of his cock with the vibrator.
Jerry leaned back. "That doesn't feel half bad," he admitted.
Karen took him back into her mouth and sucked him a little longer. She was sure she could feel him starting to harden up. Her mouth tightened on his cock and she vibrated his nuts. A shiver rippled through his prick and now she was positive that he was stiffening again.
"Better," she complimented, releasing him from her mouth. She worked the whirring vibrator up and down his lengthening prick while her mouth nuzzled and sucked at his balls. She pushed them aside and licked into the crack of his ass, tasting his shithole. While her tongue caressed his asshole, the dildo continued to tease and tantalize the ever-increasing hardness of his resilient young cock.
"You really gonna let me piss in your face again?" Jerry asked, cupping her big tits and burying his face between them.
Karen straddled his lap and guided his cock into her cunt. She sank down, eating him in her hungry cuntal gulp, and she said, "Maybe. God, you're such a filthy kid! I didn't learn some of those kinks till I was almost thirty."
"You didn't grow up on MTV," Jerry countered, fucking up into her excited cunt. The roominess of her hole contracted, milking his cock with thirsty swallows. Karen didn't feel, or fuck, forty-two.
"Who's better?" she asked hoarsely. "Me or the kid?"
"No competition, baby," Jerry replied. "She might be this good when she gets to be your age, but fuck, you're already this good, and that's enough for me!"
"Okay, baby, because you talk so sweet, I'm gonna let you put it in my asshole again," Karen said, rising from his stiff bobbing prick. She bent down to suck her juices off the shaft. "Let's get you all wet and ready first, though, okay?"
"I mean, you would fucking not believe it," Leanne O'Neill repeated. "My own mother! And my boyfriend! God, Rosie, how could something like that happen?"
"I dunno," Rosie sighed. "Your mom's no old bag. I guess a guy could get excited over her."
"But when he had me?" Leanne asked. "That's sick!"
She'd already gone through the crying and cursing stages. After seeing what was happening in her mom's bedroom, and realizing why Jerry hadn't bothered showing up, she knew there was no way she could stay in the house. So she'd come to Rosie, her best friend, who always provided a shoulder for Leanne to cry on and an ear to listen to complaints.
"Like, look at me," Leanne went on. "I'm a fucking fox! I'm tight and tanned and terrific. My mom is almost fifty years old! What could he possibly see in her? Oh, God, she let him fuck her up the ass! Maybe that was it? Maybe I should have let him ... "
It was almost three in the morning, but Leanne was still too hyper to think about sleeping. She paced the floor, staring at herself in the full-length mirror in Rosie's room, shaking her head. Suddenly she stopped and began to peel off her clothes.
She stripped down to her bra and panties. She tested the flatness of her tummy, the curvature of her ass, the uplift of her tits. "It's perfect," she said. "Why would anybody not want this?"
"Got me," Rosie sighed. She came over to Leanne, wearing her nightshirt, and she stood behind her friend, looking over Leanne's shoulder into the mirror. The two girls were like negative images, Leanne slim and dark-haired, Rosie a slightly pudgy dishwater blonde.
Leanne unhooked her bra and let it drop. Her tits didn't sag a bit. The pink nipples were sticking up and out, the way they always did when she was pissed off. She cupped the tits from beneath, squeezing them. "I'm gorgeous," she said without a trace of egotism. "A man would have to be crazy not to want me."
"Anybody would have to be crazy," Rosie put in. Her hands encircled Leanne's waist. She pressed her own tits against Leanne's back. Her face dipped into the bend of Leanne's neck, and she let her lips touch the flesh. One hand lifted from the waist, taking hold of a Leanne-tit, while the other slid downward to cup the fluffy bulge of Leanne's panties.
"Stop it, you queer cunt!" Leanne said. "I told you a million times, I don't want to do that stuff anymore!"
Rosie persisted. Her hands grew tighter, her lips wetter. "You always used to like it."
"We were just kids then," Leanne said in a trembly voice. "I hadn't even discovered boys."
"Well, you discovered something nasty about boys tonight," Rosie whispered. "They not only fuck you, they also fuck you over, every chance they get. I wouldn't do that. C'mon, Leanne, let me help you feel better. I know it'll make both of us feel really good ... "
Leanne O'Neill stretched like a cat on the bed, while Rosie Spencer explored every inch of her tawny teenaged body with hands and lips.
"I love your legs," Rosie said, rubbing her face on her friend's thighs. "And you know what else I like?" She put her hand atop the puffy, dark-furred bun of Leanne's cunt.
"You're weird," Leanne said, but she felt a simmering excitement that bubbled from inside her bones and radiated through her entire body. Back when they were kids, almost before they'd even gotten tits, she and Rosie used to play around in the garage and under the porch, but it was just giggly fun and games. Leanne could tell already that this was something far more serious.
Rosie kissed her way up the insides of the thighs, and her face burrowed into Leanne's pussy. She used her hands, too, opening the cunt delicately, gently, exposing the salmon-pink interior that was already glistening with a coat of drippage. Rosie sniffed the aroma of Leanne's cunt, and she looked up smiling. "I bet it tastes as good as it looks."
Taste? Sure, they'd tickled each other a few times when they were young. Maybe they'd kissed a little, and touched titties. But licking cunts? "Wait a sec," Leanne interjected, "I think maybe you better not—oh, Jeeeeeeessssuussss!"
Rosie's tongue was a live wire brushing the tingly flesh of Leanne's pussy. Sparks seemed to fly from the darting contact. Leanne had always thought she'd had her pussy licked in the past. She began to wonder if she had the slightest idea what licking was all about.
Rosie ate Leanne's cunt, working her face with a growing fervor into the wet heat of the gash.
"Stop that!" Leanne moaned, but she knew she didn't mean it. She couldn't even convince herself. Maybe she should have kept on playing doctor with Rosie, instead of switching to boys once her tits sprouted and her legs got long and shapely. None of the boys she'd been with, prior to Jerry, had ever made her feel this good so fast. She reached down, opened her cunt a little wider, so Rosie could get that goddamn tongue into it deeper!
Rosie slipped a finger or two into Leanne and fucked them in and out of the pussy while she sucked and nibbled like a goldfish at the swollen tip of the clit. The little slick tab of flesh pulsated against her tongue. She chased it with her lips, unwilling to give it up. Her tongue whipped it, and her lips kissed away the hurt, and then she started in again, while her fingers continued to fuck and ravish the wet hot mouth of the pussy itself.
Her other hand was up, fondling and caressing Leanne's tits. Leanne leaned down to lick and kiss the hand that stroked her. She squeezed the fingers tight around a throbbing nipple and pushed her tit into Rosie's hand. "I think it's working," she said. "I hardly even remember that my boyfriend had a cock up my mother's asshole!"
Of course she remembered—but she was starting to feel so fucking good that she couldn't help wondering if she cared.
Rosie crawled up Leanne and she pressed a cunt-slick mouth against her friend's. She mounted Leanne's body, her pussy grinding hard onto Leanne's cunt, and she began a rhythmic motion that brought their cunts into exciting pulsating contact while their tongues worked back and forth and their hard-nippled tits kissed each other fleshily.
Leanne got Rosie by the ass and pulled the slightly pudgy body into closer contact with her own. "Feels so good," she said. "If only you had nine inches down there to fuck me with ... "
"I'll give you eight inches, if you'll eat me while I do it," Rosie said excitedly. "You promise? You'll go down on me?"
"What the fuck?" Leanne giggled. "In for a penny ... "
Rosie leaned over the edge of the bed, Kef chubby bare ass sticking up in the air. Leanne couldn't resist goosing it. Rosie squealed and almost fell over, Leanne caught her, though, grabbing a fistful of pussy.
Rosie's blonde curls were sparse, hardly hiding the puffiness of her pink pussy bun. The heat of her cunt radiated into Leanne's palm. A trickle of wet stuff oozed from the crack, turning to steam in Leanne's fist.
"Here it is," Rosie said, displaying a vibrator. She flipped the on switch and it buzzed into life. "You want me to fuck you with this?"
Leanne wasn't sure. She took the buzzing joystick and tested it on her body, giggling at the tickly, tingly touch of it on her tits, her thighs, her crotch. But the image of her mom using a vibrator on Jerry came unbidden, and she said, "No, fuck it, let's do it ourselves!"
She pulled Rosie back onto the bed and she laid the chubby blonde girl out. They'd been friends for years, but this was a special moment in their relationship.
"I've always been crazy about you," Rosie whispered. "I always hoped we could do this, you and me. I never wanted to do it with any other girl but you. But I wanted you soooo much ... "
First Leanne went down on Rosie's tits. They were soft and squishy, and they tasted like sweat, but her tongue stuck to them as if it had been glued on, once she got her first feel of hard hot nipple in her mouth, Rosie's teats were enormous, as big as chocolate drops and so pale in tint that they almost blended right into the creamy flesh of her tits.
Leanne tickled and pinched them, until they were firm and hard, and then she circled them carefully with her tongue, not licking the nips themselves, just the flesh that surrounded them. She could feel the tension in Rosie's body as her blonde friend waited for Leanne to start sucking, and to tell the truth, Leanne kinda enjoyed tantalizing herself with the prospect.
But the nipples seemed to hum out an invitation, and her tongue slid gradually onto the nearest one. She moved her lips downward, surrounding it, and she pulled with her mouth, feeling the nipple harden even more on her tongue. There was a remarkable pleasure in the act of suckling Rosie's tit. Leanne felt like a baby, safe and secure. She also felt, at the same time, as sexy as a bitch.
While she suckled the tits, her hand was busy again between Rosie's legs. She massaged the bisected cunt bun, splitting the lips and letting her fingertips move into the wetness inside. She fucking loved it when a boy did this to her, and she could sense that Rosie liked it too. Her fingers went straight to the clit and she peeled back its foreskin, baring the tiny tip of the other girl's love button. Her finger tapped lightly across the clit's point, and each tap made a fresh squiggle of juice ooze from Rosie's hot wet cunt.
Rosie wanted to kiss some more, and Leanne enjoyed it, but she was thinking about the pussy that was leaking its juices onto her hand. Rosie had smiled so cutely as she ate Leanne's pussy. Did it really taste that good? Leanne had eaten her juices off a few pricks. How was pussy-juice taken straight from the source? She had to find out.
"I really don't do this kinda stuff, normally," she apologized, going down on Rosie. "I mean, I'm really straight, you know? But I'm so traumatized that I don't know what I'm doing tonight ... "
She licked through the sparse blonde hairs, licking everywhere but the pussy crack itself. She was almost afraid to taste it, afraid she might like it too much.
But the scent of aroused cunt called out to Leanne, and she found her mouth moving inexorably toward that smell. She peeled back the tight lips and looked down into the deep red of the pussy trench. The hole was winking at her. She could see the action of the anxious muscles inside the mouth of Rosie's cunt tube.
She licked at the budlike clit, feeling its responsive quivers, and that excited Leanne O'Neill very much. Her fingers played in and out of Rosie's open trench, soaking themselves in her friend's pussy wetness, and she brought them up, sniffed at them. She had to taste it!
Leanne stuck the fingers into her mouth and sucked at them. Jesus, it tasted good! Almost as good as her own pussy-juice when it coated the hard hot flesh of a boy's prick. She pried the labes open further and she let her tongue walk up and down the cracked exposure, tasting the sweet fluid that coated Rosie's crimson cunt.
Her tongue took control. She just watched it go to town. All of this was coming to her strictly from instinct. All of it worked.
She fucked her tongue into Rosie's cunt-hole, giggling as her friend's crotch jerked and spasmed. She came up to lick the clit again, and the responses heightened. She wanted to put her finger inside the pussy, and she saw no reason not to. Leanne thrust, and her middle finger slammed into the tightness of Rosie's cunt.
"Oh, babyyyy ... "
God! Rosie was as tight as a virgin inside! Betcha she hadn't done it very often, Leanne assured herself, working her finger bravely in and out of the gripping, constricted tunnel of, Rosie's cunt.
She was still licking the clit, feeling it grow bigger and harder and hotter against her tongue. The tip poked above its little turtleneck covering, and each fresh swipe of Leanne's tongue made it come up a bit higher, a bit more eager and anxious. Leanne closed her lips on the tip and gave it a hot sucking kiss of passion. Her fingers kept on fucking in and out of Rosie, but she could sense that her friend was on the verge of climax already. The interior of Rosie's cunt felt just like Leanne's own pussy did when it was being fucked into oblivion.
She got her finger out somehow and replaced it with her tongue. The act of eating Rosie's cunt excited her so much that she was hardly aware Rosie was pulling her over, onto Rosie's prone body. Leanne wiggled and moved into position, her own cunt descending onto Rosie's face, and she squealed gleefully as she felt the caress of a hot female tongue on her crack. Fingers worked on her bun and spread her cheeks, exposing the lush wet sweetness of her cunt to a tongue and lips that were hungry for cunt, right now!
It was all Rosie could do to lie still long enough to get her hands and mouth onto Leanne's pussy. "You're gonna make me come," she moaned excitedly. "Oh, you're really gonna do it!"
Leanne already knew that. She was jabbing her finger into Rosie's cunt, fucking deep and hard, her mouth leechlike on Rosie's clit. The hands that pried her ass-cheeks apart were exposing her charms to an avid mouth, and she moaned a little too, feeling Rosie's tongue on her crack, even on her asshole.
Rosie opened the cheeks and licked into the hollow of Leanne's shithole, not caring a fuck what she was doing now, and it was both dirty and exhilarating at the same time.
Her lips moved down to the mouth of Rosie's pussy and she started to lick in and out of the horny cunt-hole. She fucked it with her tongue, spearing as deeply as she could go. Her tongue was like a funnel, and the sizzly juices oozed down it, into her mouth. As she sucked pussy, she put her finger a little southward and found the tiny tightness of Rosie's own rosy asshole. The least she could do was return the favor.
Her finger was sopping wet from being up Rosie's cunt anyway, and the girl's crack was dripping with hot sweat. Leanne found her finger entering Rosie's asshole almost before she knew that was what she had in mind, but it felt so good being inside her that she decided not to fuck with karma. She pushed her finger deep, moving her tongue at the same time, and she double-drilled her friend's sex openings with a growing mad hunger, a lust that both frightened and thrilled her.
"Oooohhhh!" Leanne screeched, feeling the bite of Rosie's hot finger, stabbing into her own shitter. But Jesus, it did feel kinda nice, once she got used to the frisky, frantic in and out!
She paid her friend back in kind, fingerfucking Rosie's hot little asshole while her tongue played in and out of the cunt, went up to kiss and slurp the clit, then back down to re-enter the yearning pussy. And the more she thought about it, the less she thought about what Mom and that asshole Jerry had done to her tonight.
Leanne heard the buzzing sound, but she thought it was just a whirring in her ears as the excitement built and blossomed. She learned differently when she felt the buzzing touch of the vibrator applied directly to the wet, raw crack of her cunt. Her eyes bugged out at the feel of the thing on her skin, but she was too far gone to say stop now. And besides, Rosie's hot tongue soothed and comforted her—so much that she hardly even blinked when she felt the tip of the vibrator penetrating her cunt.
Nothing artificial had ever been up her before. God, what she'd missed! The dildo had a presence she'd never felt from a real cock. It started as the thing pierced her cuntmouth and as the toy moved up her wet excited tunnel, the buzzing seemed to multiply a thousand fold. Her cuntal interior throbbed with energy and the walls of her pussy sheath were squeezing so tight she was half afraid the vibrator would break in two, deep within her hole.
She repaid Rosie by doubling up the speed of her tongue and finger work. She stabbed Rosie's asshole, she tongue-fucked Rosie's cunt, she drank the sloshy juices that oozed from her friend's hole, and she switched holes now and then, licking the ass while she finger-fucked the pussy, just to keep Rosie guessing what might happen next.
Meanwhile, her own cunt was full of the vibrator, and she was about to explode. Rosie was sucking her clit, fingering her asshole, and shoving the dildo as far up Leanne as it would go, then holding it in place to buzz the fuck out of her ovaries. It was almost Cum City!
Leanne exploded with a scream. Her pussy muscles contracted, and she literally fucked the vibrator out of her rippling hole, expelling it like an asshole might squirt out a fresh turd. She heard the pop, and then Rosie's mouth covered her cunt and resumed the hot sucking that had helped Leanne get to this point. Rosie's finger was buried up Leanne's shitter, and the tip wiggled madly deep inside.
Leanne kept on eating—she wasn't sure how: she managed. It must have been instinct alone that drove her tongue and finger in and out of Rosie's cunt and asshole. Leanne's orgasm raged and she moaned and licked and licked and moaned, and she squirmed like a beached fish atop her hot-bodied friend.
Rosie's climax wasn't as explosive as Leanne's, but there was no question that she had one. The juicy proof of it filled Leanne's sucking mouth, and the contraction of asshole around the girl's finger told her all she needed to know. Rosie's body throbbed beneath Leanne's, and the two girls moaned and humped until the bed shook, threatening to break under the weight of their orgasmic fuck-heaves.
They snuggled afterwards, a sheet covering their nestled, sweat-soaked bodies, their tits and thighs rubbing deliciously as they shared kisses and confidences in the dark.
Rosie nuzzled closer, pushing her chubby tits against Leanne's ribcage. Under the sheet she had her hand in Leanne's crotch, stroking and petting the moist, tingly labes of the pussy. "I love you so much," she sighed. "I'd eat shit for you, Leanne ... "
"I'm sure I'd never ask you to," Leanne giggled. "God, that sounds like the stuff my mom and Jerry were talking about! Gross!"
"Wasn't that better than you ever had it with a guy?" Rosie demanded. "Wasn't it the fucking ultimate?"
"It was good," Leanne admitted, "but I don't think I'd say it was the best. Oh, Rosie, you should feel it when Jerry slides that big hard cock into your pussy! You'd throw your vibrator in the garbage. I swear it! But he's such a bastard ... "
"He's a guy," Rosie said, "You're being redundant." She held Leanne closer. "Do we have to talk about him? Let's talk about us! All those years I wanted to do that to you, and now I get the chance, but the only thing you can do is piss and moan about that shithead Jerry!"
Leanne didn't answer. I want him back, she was thinking. The only problem is, how do I get him away from my own fucking mother?