Chapter 9
Thinking back, Jo Ann wondered how she had simply stood up, walked down those stairs, and had let Liz know she was her cousin's lover. She certainly wouldn't have the gumption to make such an admission to an outsider, today. But Andrew had been her first love, was still her love, and if her luck would hold, would be her only love. Not that it had deterred her from sleeping with the friends he had invited over, afterward, but now she was getting ahead of herself. First, there had been Liz with whom she'd had to deal.
Andrew had been more stunned than Liz. He had been trying to keep her secret safe, not only because he didn't want it know that he was a pedophile, but there was also Jo Ann's reputation. It was the first time in his life he was actually worried about a female's name.
"So this is your love partner, eh, Andrew?" Liz taunted.
"And ten times better than you," Jo Ann snapped.
"You'll have to prove it to me, honey," Liz insisted.
"As soon as Andrew's recovers his strength...."
"That's what I thought," Liz laughed. "A real straight arrow, huh? You don't know how to make it with anyone else. Andrew was first, and Andrew is the only one, right?"
"Call up another man, any man," Jo Ann challenged.
"A man? Ho-o-ney! You haven't lived until you've swung both ways," Liz insisted.
"What??? "
"Or is little Miss Innocent too lady-like to find out what it's like to make love to another lady?" Liz taunted.
Now it was Andrew's turn to spring to Jo Ann's defense, and he said, "Whether with a man or a woman, Jo Ann can outperform you, Liz. She's never done anything with another woman, but I'll tell you right now, with a total lack of experience she has an initiative and a innate sense of knowing what to do that'll put you to shame."
"Andrew," Jo Ann gasped, suddenly afraid. "I'm not sure I can handle something like this...."
"Hey, Andrew-man," Liz taunted, "If this little baby is so hot then why is it she's so scared?"
Andrew looked a little annoyed. He would have to assert his authority over Jo Ann and remind her he was still boss. He snapped at Liz, "Don't worry! She'll do whatever I want her to do. Go on! Make your move! She'll automatically respond the right way."
Liz wore a big smile as she stared at the tiny, petite blonde, who looked back at her with big, uncomprehending eyes that admitted they knew nothing about making love to a woman. How in heaven's name was she expected to behave? Did Andrew expect her to do things to Liz that he had done to her? Women who fooled around with other women were called dykes in high school. She didn't want to be know as one.
"Andrew," she said. "You know I've never done anything like that in my life. I'll do anything you want with you, but with her...."
Andrew smiled as he got to his feet, reached out, and pulled her to the bed, making her sit on the edge of it. It was time to let Liz know what kind of control he exercised over this blonde, and it was also time to remind Jo Ann that she was his slave.
"You'll do exactly what I tell you to do," he said commandingly, and hearing the tone of his voice, Jo Ann knew if she refused, she stood a good chance of losing him. In her own girlish way she had fallen very much in love with him. That was why she had suddenly come down the stairs in the first place. But to prove it this way....
"No one's going to do anything to hurt you," Andrew snapped. "I guarantee this time there'll be no pain at all. There can't be any, because neither of you is capable of penetrating the other. But both of you are sensuous females, and I'm out to prove to Liz that you're even more sensuous than she. Now you wouldn't want to disappoint me and make me a liar, would you?"
"Well, no, I guess not...." she shrugged.
"Good!" he nodded, and bending down, he pushed her flat on her back on the mattress. Too astonished to do anything else, Jo Ann lay where he had placed her.
Andrew straightened, turned around, walked over to the armchair across the way, and folded his naked frame into it. He would have a good viewing position here, seeing both, the real thing and what was reflected in the mirror off to the side.
"Y'know," Liz said, walking over to her, "You're kinda scrawny. Maybe some day you'll have a nice set of tits and some nice hair on your pussy, but right now there ain't that much to you."
"It isn't the packaging that counts," Andrew said aloud. "To me, that little girl is the sexiest thing around, unless you can prove differently. Go on, Liz."
"I'm gonna do just that," Liz nodded.
"Andrew!" the frightened blonde gasped.
This was so totally new, so totally different, she began to think Andrew was as depraved as Liz, and what was more, he obviously wanted her to share in his depravity. Heck! This wasn't for her! If the man really loved her, he wouldn't be putting her through this kind of ordeal. It just wasn't right. The coffee table was near the bed, and she saw the remains of the two drinks sitting on the table. Reaching out, she grabbed one and drank it down, heedless of its alcoholic content. She coughed, choked and sputtered afterward, sitting up. Then she prepared to stand and get away from all this. She had been a fool to come down those steps in the first place.
Two hands gripping her shoulders sent her flying on her back on the mattress as the mulatto girl laughed at her. Andrew was up on his feet, pouring Jo Ann another drink in order to calm her nerves. He handed her the glass as the young blonde sat up, and she bolted it down as quickly as she had the first one, hoping the alcohol would numb her. But Andrew had put much less alcohol in this one, and as a result, her senses were temporarily sharpened rather than dulled.
There was no way out of this. She was in no position to escape. After all, Andrew still automatically locked all the doors and windows when they came in, even after Liz had come in.
"Why are you making me do this, Andrew?" she asked.
"You're mine, to do with as I please remember?" he told her. "Right now this pleases me, so do it!"
"Man, what is this?" Liz asked. "You trying to tell me you own this poor chick?"
"We have an agreement," Andrew smiled. "Isn't that right, Jo Ann?"
This would have been Jo Ann's opportunity to escape from here, if she had wanted. But by now she knew that she was staying here not because she was a prisoner, but because she wanted to stay here. Every now and again Andrew flexed a little muscle in order to prove to himself that he was still boss, and she knew that in order to better control him in the long run, she would have to go along with his fantasies. It wasn't as if he was asking her to play in the mud or touch anything filthy. He was asking her to make love to another person and to allow that other person to make love to her. Yes, asking, in spite of his commanding tone. Inwardly he was begging her to do as he ordered. All his life he had been controlled, either by his mother or his stepfather. Only when he was at work did he assume responsibility, proving he was capable of such responsibility. For Jo Ann to deny him now would be to tell him she didn't think him man enough for her. It would tear the entire fabric of their relationship. That was something she was unable to do, because in the short time she had come to know Andrew, perhaps because she was so young, she understood him better than anyone else. He needed constant love. When he received love, he gave twice as much. By doing as he asked, she would be proving her love for him.
"Yes," Jo Ann nodded, holding her head up. "Andrew and I have an agreement. He tells me what to do, and I do it."
He handed Jo Ann yet another drink, but she smiled and put it down. She no longer needed any Dutch courage. She lay there as he undressed her before Liz's eyes, revealing that she wasn't quite the Twiggy Liz had thought her to be.
Not knowing whether or not she would enjoy this, but certain it would further strengthen her relationship with Andrew in the long run, Jo Ann lay there with her eyes closed, waiting for Liz to start the action. She sensed a strength starting to emanate from Andrew that he'd never had before. It was an inner strength, a feeling of self-reliance and self-confidence, and she knew this would bolster that feeling. Let Liz do whatever was necessary. She would comply.
She gasped when she felt the other woman's hands suddenly course over the smooth flesh of her young body, the fingers running down to her nakedly quivering young loins, touching them in a slow, sensuous way only a woman would know about. The dark-haired woman's fingers lingered over the tingling insides of her parted thighs, moving down to the insides of her knees, and then straight up, like an arrow to where her hands were cupped protectively over her pussy. If Liz had been astonished at the fact that Andrew was playing around with such a young girl, it certainly didn't deter her from doing the same thing.
"Covering your lovely cunt isn't going to stop me from enjoying myself with you," Liz was saying to her. "Remember, I'm a lady too, and I know what it is that turns a female on. If it affects me, then honey, you can bet it affects you."
Gently she tried prying Jo Ann's fingers loose, and this made Jo Ann push her hands against her tiny pussy all the more firmly, her own fingers digging into the wet, pinkness between the slavering inner lips, pushing so deeply, the labia were forced apart.
Jo Ann's entire physical being leaped off the mattress for an instant as she felt Liz's expert tongue licking softly at the trembling insides of her young thighs. All this did was make her tighten her hands against the cup of her vagina as she moaned suddenly, helplessly, realizing that in spite of herself she was becoming excited. It came to her that the woman was obviously experienced in just about every way there was to make love, and without meaning to, was teaching Jo Ann something new, something she might, or might not use in later life. She knew lesbians liked to lick one another between their thighs. The girls in the high school locker room loved kidding each other about it, making accusations. But it never occurred to her that a woman who liked sucking a man's cock would also like licking a woman's cunt. She was learning more and more every day.
The highly aroused young teenage blonde was aware of her exposed clitoris swelling and enlarging, pressing against her own palm, feeling like some kind of extended nubbin of fire even though she, herself, had done nothing to encourage it.
"Unnnnnnnhhhh! Godddd!" she gasped.
Liz's hungrily lapping tongue continued working away at the sensitive flesh of her writhing body. The tongue was now moving higher between her thighs, licking at the hands she had covering her cunt, trying to probe between her fingers. Shudders of pure licentious delight madly coursed up and down the helpless girl's spine as she realized that even though she didn't want to be thought of as lesbian, she was being turned on by all this. The lascivious and salacious behavior of the dark-haired, golden-skinned woman as she orally probed at her straining thighs caused sensual shocks of wonder like tiny blasts of static electricity to crackle through her entire willfully responding young torso.
Her eyes opened and she looked at Andrew, seeing his eyes riveted on the two of them. His penis was already starting to stiffen, letting her know he was becoming more and more aroused by this. He wasn't thinking about the lesbianism so much as he was enjoying the sights of two naked female bodies, and from the way he stared, though his glance occasionally flicked to Liz's cunt, he was obviously a lot more interested in Jo Ann's body. This served to heighten her own lust, and she began responding a bit more to Liz's oral ministrations.
Jo Ann felt as if the lovely golden-skinned woman, sucking at her fingers, was using her eyes to bore through her hands and stare into the pinkly glistening slot of her steaming vagina. The lips were already erotically peeping through her fingers. Then she felt Liz's hot cheek resting on the tenderly sensitive flesh of her inner right thigh, close enough for the older woman's nose and lips to almost touch the outer labia of her pussy as it pressed out from her fingers.
The more the older woman's tongue probed, the more Jo Ann seemed determined to protect her vagina, but she realized, the harder she resisted, the more her digging fingers were exciting herself. Liz's tongue was darting this way and that, seeking an opening, a weakness in the young blonde's digital defenses. Jo Ann, in order to prevent her tongue from coming into direct contact with her cuntlips, kept moving her fingers around, unwillingly caressing her own vaginal mound and enhancing the sensations within her quivering body. The more desperate she became, the more intense her wanton arousal, and she realized she wouldn't be able to continue struggling this way much longer.
Her vagina was becoming wetter and her moans intensified. Without realizing it, she was spreading her fingers a little, making herself more vulnerable. Liz's burrowing tongue finally found one unprotected comer of her tantalizing pussy, slowly forcing Jo Ann's fingers a fraction of an inch to the side. Now the skillful older woman began lapping in earnest, her tongue working all the more furiously while Jo Ann gasped and fought one more time not to allow herself to enjoy what another woman was doing to her. She was letting this happen because she wanted to please Andrew, but that didn't mean she had to allow herself to enjoy such perversion.
Utterly delightful sensations were rippling through her, moving beyond her control, sensations she had felt when Andrew had lapped her cunt, and yet different sensations, because this woman knew how to do things without heavy pressure. When Andrew lapped, he pressed the flat of his tongue solidly against her labia and clitoris and rubbed it up and down. This woman was using only the tip of her tongue, titillating her in a way she would never have believed. As a result, a raging need began building in the seething depths of her shuddering cunt. It was a need that required satisfying. Even if it took another woman to do it, Jo Ann knew she needed to reach completion. Her moans began increasing and her heart was fluttering. The arousal in her was as strong as anything she had ever felt when Andrew had been with her.
"Hhhhhaaauuunnnnnghhhh!" she gasped, the groan an involuntary one, bursting from her lungs.
"Stop fighting me," Liz told her. "I can see why Andrew is hot for you, girlie. You do have a certain sensuousness about you. Now you just lie back and relax, and let me show you how to enjoy this."
In a totally unexpected move, Liz jammed her hands under Jo Ann's narrow asscrack. Jo Ann gasped and jerked wildly while Liz's hands clung tightly to the tiny moons of her small, white buttocks, holding her in place. The golden-skinned, energetic mulatto tilted her buttocks a little higher, and the lovely young blonde shivered as she felt the probe of Liz's tongue flick heatedly over the sensitive hole that was her anus.
"Unnnngh!" she gasped. It was so good, so good!
Dumbstruck with shame for having enjoyed such a feeling, Jo Ann moved her hands down to cover her asshole, intent on blocking the burnette from doing anything more. This was what Liz had waited for, and her mouth suddenly slurped upward and plunged into the hot pink crevice between the blonde's bare, leaking pussy lips. Jo Ann wriggled and squirmed helplessly, thrusting her hands against Liz's perspiration covered forehead in an attempt to shove her away, certain this was all wrong. But the movement which started as one of protest soon changed, easing into revolving undulations designed to pull that squirming, writhing oral digit in Liz's mouth even deeper into her seething vaginal sump. She tightened and squeezed her buttocks, bouncing them up and down on the mattress, virtually helpless because of the way the tongue was probing into her. It seemed to thrust ever deeper-with each hungry lick, moving into her tantalizingly narrow little feminine bog. The feeling was too good, and Jo Ann lost all power to resist. She had to come!
Her mind was fogged as she looked at Andrew, noting his erection was at full mast, looking like a spar on the prow of a ship. He was sitting forward in the chair, drooling at the sight of all this, looking as if he wanted to sink his own tongue into her cunt and let it lick there along with Liz's.
He loved her! That was more important than anything else! Even now, with a woman he had previously adored, totally naked in the room, a woman who had expertly sucked his cock he still loved Jo Ann. His arousal was at the combined sight of both bodies, but it was love for her that he felt. She sensed it, certain that his desire for her was stronger than ever, and it made her even hotter.
The impassioned young blonde lifted her lovely head in order to watch what the brunette was doing to her. She found her eyes filled with the intoxicatingly wanton spectacle of Liz's jet-black hair fluffily flailing this way and that, too short to cover what Liz was doing as her own passionately heaving hips and thighs reached up to the pink tongue probing into her steaming trough. Magic puffs of hot air streamed from Liz's nostrils and wafted over Jo Ann's cuntlips, merging with the tingling wet caresses of the woman's tongue furrowing into the depth of her glistening grotto. The tongue licked up and down her entire vaginal slash, from the little hole at the bottom of her pink clam-like opening right up to the upstanding clitoris. Each swipe against the little man-in-the-boat made it quake and quiver a little more.
Now the aroused brunette was withdrawing her beautiful face from between Jo Ann's tantalizingly slender thighs. There was a demented look of lust on her own face, and it occurred to Jo Ann that though the other woman had brought Andrew to his satisfaction, she, herself had yet to attain any kind of orgasm. She must be on fire.
Liz literally leaped on top of Jo Ann, grinding her own throbbing cunt against the soft, wet opening between Jo Ann's thighs. Her curly pubic hair rubbed almost like steel wool against the bare pubis of the young blonde, exciting the teenage girl even more.
"Spread those luscious legs of yours nice and wide," Liz told her, "and you and I will go for the ride of the century."
Not knowing what to do, the lovely Jo Ann looked to Andrew for guidance. He smiled at her and nodded. He had been so intent on proving how superior Jo Ann was to Liz, he hadn't realized how much all this would arouse and excite him. His cock pounded like a lead pipe, now.
"Go on, honey," Andrew said to the lovely little blonde. "Let Liz clit-fuck you, and you'll have an experience very few women have enjoyed, and the kind of experience no man will ever be able to enjoy. Spread those lovely legs of yours so she can rub her clitoris against your own, and it'll be like both of you were touched with hot wires."
The obscenely pinioned beautiful young blonde girl felt the rounded contours of Liz's supple-fleshed torso bending over her own. She was aware of the woman's breasts firmly swaying from side to side, the nipples grazing her own distended nipples, tautly pressing her swollen mammaries. Was it her imagination or had her breasts enlarged a bit more in the past few days? Though she was lying down, her breasts swelled upward the littlest bit now, and as a result, her nipples seemed to stand a little higher.
Then the beautiful black-haired woman's mouth lowered itself to the bullets of her pink nipples, and Jo Ann watched and felt one thrill after another as the woman began wildly sucking on it. It was a tender wildness, the kind no man would have been able to impart to her, and as a result, she felt the thrills all the more savagely. One maddening thrill after another charged uncontrollably through her entire naked form. Lord! She felt as if something inside her was starting to inflate, right in the pit of her belly as if the woman sucking on her nipple was actually blowing helium into her, and if she didn't stop shortly, her belly would burst. It was a new, different kind of arousing excitement, filling her with thrills the like of which she had never previously known, because no man was capable of imparting such feelings to her.
"Do as Andrew says," Liz insisted, her voice taking on a hypnotic intonation. "Open those lovely legs of yours nice and wide."
Liz's mouth released the beautiful blonde's nipple, and she lifted herself on outstretched arms above the lovely younger girl, waiting. Her body was visibly trembling, letting Jo Ann know that even though she was trying to prove a point, Liz was just as thrilled by all this as Jo Ann, if not more thrilled since she knew what to feel.
Liz lowered her vagina against the hairless pout between Jo Ann's thighs, and she began a circular motion, rubbing her own hairy pelvis against the rich pink lips, moving as if she were on ball bearings. As the older woman and the young teenage girl rubbed their vaginas one against the other, the younger girl stared at her lover, seeing the man becoming more and more inflamed as he stared at them. He finally leaped to his feet and walked over the side of the bed, his thickly rigid, swollen phallus standing way out in front of him, an unbending, obscene serpentine part of him.
Andrew, his body filled with excitement, his mind reeling with delight, fell on the bed beside the two lovely females, enjoying the sight of them humping insanely against each other. He crawled up on the mattress until his hips were on a level with their heads, their faces now staring directly at one another, each trying to fathom precisely what the other woman was feeling. He gripped his achingly distended phallic lance and began jerking it back and forth in his hand, massaging it again and again.
"Let me do that," Liz breathed, looking at the pulsing wand so near her face, and reaching out with her left hand, she yanked his fist from around the swollen cock and gripped it with her hand.
What she did next astonished both Andrew and Jo Ann. Liz used her other hand to turn Jo Ann's face to the side, toward the tip of the hotly pulsing cock. But Jo Ann didn't need any urging at all. Her lips opened wide automatically, then closed tightly over the burning rigidity of her cousin's throbbing cock, her lips sucking strongly, pulling so that the throbbing phallus was tugged all the way in, even with her in this odd position.
Liz stared in amazement at the way the young blonde was sucking. She was incredible, as if trying to pull marrow from a bone, but not merely from the tip. She sucked as if she expected the bone to split down the middle and she'd be able to suck all the marrow out.
Jo Ann savored the large cock, thrilling to the taste of it as never before. The wonderful mushroom-shaped head seemed to blossom and thicken even more in her throat, wonderfully resilient as opposed to the unyielding rigidity of the shank. She slavered over it, sucking, pulling with her lips, nibbling with her teeth, chewing without cutting, imparting a sense of thrilling wantonness in the cock the man had never been able to feel when Liz had sucked.
Liz stared, resolving to learn, but knowing she would never really be able to compete with this young blonde when it came to fellatio. If her cunt was as good as her mouth, Liz knew hers was a lost cause.
Jo Ann felt a sense of marvelous delight the like of which she had never known before. With Andrew's cock plugging the depth of her throat, touching the series of nerve endings within, and the clitoris of the dark-haired woman massaging her own, moving continually in circles, enhancing everything for her, there was a sense of barbaric licentiousness she had never felt before. God! Everything felt so good!
The young blonde worked her cheeks automatically, hollowing them on the in-thrust, letting them bloat on the out-thrust, working to continually fit more and more of her male lover's cock into her gullet. At the same time, she felt the golden-skinned woman on top of her slowly slipping down, letting her head come level with her cunt, and once again Jo Ann felt Liz lapping away powerfully at her pussy. Jo Ann sucked all the harder on the hard cock buried in her esophagus, impatiently clinging to the base on the in-thrust with her lips while her hand gripped his balls to make sure he didn't pull the cock too far back on the out-stroke. At the same time she opened her knees as far apart as possible. The soft tremors of seething passion were now almost to the boiling point, and she felt her orgasm coming on as certainly and as vividly as she had ever felt anything in her life.
"Ummmmmmmm!" she groaned aloud as her lips continued to pull and suck and nibble on the erect stiffness that was Andrew's cock.
But just as she was about to reach for the top of the rainbow and have an altogether unbelievable orgasm, Liz, sensing what was happening to Jo Ann's body, stopped lapping her cunt.
"Hey, it's my turn to start sucking all over again on his cock," Liz insisted, and she slowly crawled up over the slender form of the delightful young blonde until her pursed lips were on a level with those of Jo Ann. That was when Jo Ann felt the wonderfully obscene hardness slip from between her lips with a loud "plop" and aim itself for Liz's lips.
"Ummmm! This is so good, so good!" Jo Ann gasped, as she watched Liz's mouth, only a few inches away from her own, form a circle in order to engulf the thickness of Andrew's swollen cock. The older woman ran her lips lovingly over the lust bloated head, then parted her mouth all the more, and this time in a direct imitation of what Jo Ann had done, took in the entire pulsing length, gurgling and sucking, choking as it pushed into her gullet, but determined this time to have every last little bit of it.
Her cousin's balls were dangling over her face, so Jo Ann lifted her head and engulfed the sac, sucking on one testicle, then the other, her tongue bathing the scrotum continually, keeping it filled with a sensation of steaming delight. Each time Liz's mouth pulled back to the head of Andrew's cock, her own lips were at the stem, nibbling at it as if it were an ear of corn. All the while she lay beneath the brunette who was still automatically rotating her own vaginal mound against that of the beautiful blonde's as both of them continued sucking at Andrew's genitals.
Jo Ann began to wonder if this, which she was feeling, and which her parents and minister would have called corruption, was really the evil thing everyone made it out to be. How was it possible for this to be corrupt when she was having so much fun and no one was being hurt by it? She loved the lush nakedness of the older woman pressing against her own body, making her quiver with desire as the impassioned cunts pressed, squeezed, and wriggled against one another, each straining for the feel of a penis between them a penis that didn't exist.
Andrew went out of his mind with lust as he stared at the two females. God! They were both so aroused and arousing. He had no doubts as to which of the two he preferred. His only moment of doubt had been when he had first seen Liz. But the moment he had gotten into bed with her, he had felt the difference compared to being with Jo Ann. Now he began to understand what it was that Jo Ann offered that no other woman had ever offered him. The security of loving him to the point where she would willingly do anything he wanted without question. When she gave herself to him, she offered only the best of herself.
Andrew slipped his lust-inflated cock out of the tight mouth of the sucking Liz and pushed it right back into Jo Ann's hungry oral opening. She sucked strongly, and then he took it out of her mouth and gave it back to Liz, letting the two of them alternate on his cock. Back and forth he went, his hips alternating between Liz and Jo Ann, allowing his women to rigidly suck on the thickly swollen staff alternately, moving it from mouth to mouth and back again.
The two females were becoming more and more passionately aroused by all that was happening, and Jo Ann didn't feel the least little bit surprised when Liz kissed her full on the mouth like a lover. When Liz pulled her lips away from Jo Ann's, the blonde teenage gripped Andrew's throbbing cock in her hand and held it for Liz to suck.
"Come on, Liz, come on, you can do it," Jo Ann urged. "You can suck Andrew's cock every bit as well as I did," she moaned.
With a guttural gasp, the panting Andrew managed to break free of the grip of the two female sex-fiends. He crawled around behind them and looked at them from that angle. Then he slowly lowered himself on top of Liz. The extra weight was almost too much for Jo Ann, who already had Liz lying on her. They formed an obscene kind of sandwich with the brunette in the middle.
It took Jo Ann only a moment to figure out what Andrew as doing. The man had solidly shoved the full length of his throbbing cock into the narrow tightness of Liz's cunt from behind, and the brunette was moaning insanely as she pressed her mouth solidly against Jo Ann's. The young blonde was barely able to see the bliss in the eyes of the brunette, her face was so close. Liz was moaning into her mouth, and then suddenly lifted her lips to shout at Andrew, "Yessssss! Fuck meeee! Fuck meee! Fuck meee!"
Jo Ann felt her cousin driving the full length of his thick rod into the steaming pussy of Liz from above, and was aware of the weight of his hairy testicles slapping against her own vaginal flesh each time he drove all the way into Liz. With every thrust rammed into the sexy golden-skinned brunette, Andrew drove in so solidly, he made the entire bed rock. Liz's cunt milked violently on his length, sucking and pulling on a cock she hadn't had for the longest time. She had to admit, she had missed that cock. Keeping time with the way the cock stabbed into her cunt, Liz rammed her tongue into Jo Ann's mouth.
Then Andrew shifted his weight as he withdrew the full length of his hard cock from the steamy depths of the slickly lubricated cunt of the tantalizing brunette. Before Jo Ann was aware of it, the hard penis was slipping into her vagina, stroking strongly, deeply, parting her narrow walls, walls that always offered just the right amount of resistance no matter how much moisture there was in her cunt. Andrew was in a position to change from one heatedly hungering pussy to the other at will, and now he screwed into the beautiful young blonde's with a seething vengeance.
The sexy brunette on top of her continued rubbing her body against Jo Ann, pressing against her breasts with her own nipples, and rubbing her clitoris with that of her own. This increased Jo Ann's responses, and even with all the added weight, she began to buckingly respond. The tight, wet heat of her womanly drain pulled on the man's thrusting cock like a voracious vacuum, and the wantonly aroused blonde felt herself on a high brought on by sex that drugs would never be able to imitate. Not that she had ever taken drugs. But she was certain that what she felt now would never be duplicated by anything synthetic. Though she wanted Andrew for her own, she had to admit she was enjoying herself at the moment far more than she ever had when she and the man were alone.
"Ummmmmm!" she hummed into the sucking mouth of the woman above her, letting Liz know how strongly she was appreciating all this.
For her part, Liz had to admit she had found a young girl who was exceedingly sensual, and not a youngster who was putting out merely to feel like some kind of adult. Just how Andrew had managed to latch onto her was something Liz would never fully understand.
The game they were enjoying went on and on. His cock moved from cunt to cunt like playing the game of musical chairs, only it was a question of which cunt was going to sit on the cock.
After a while, the women rotated, and it was Jo Ann on top of Liz, and she was rubbing her cunt against that of the brunette, enhancing the feeling charging through her. She soul-kissed with Liz as her cousin continued fucking into her cunt from behind. Then it was Liz sucking on Jo Ann's pussy with her own ass up in the air so that Andrew was able to screw into her cunt at the same time. Because Andrew had come when Liz had blown her earlier, he would be a long time coming, now. Liz always on the verge, never quite came, but she knew it would happen shortly. Jo Ann, having receded from being close to one big one, had to settle for a string of tiny ones, like a series of bound-together firecrackers going off.
Then it was Jo Ann's turn to lick Liz's cunt, and she didn't hesitate for a moment. Down her mouth went, and she avidly drank the syrup, licking the erect little clitoris while Andrew fucked her from behind, again. He plunged the ramrod of his cock straight home, slamming the turgid head of the phallic lance against the back wall of her seething cunt. Jo Ann licked insanely, tasting cunt for the first time in her life for the only time in her life, knowing now why men loved to sip at the fount of a woman's vagina.
It was savage and wild. The scene was like something out of an old Roman orgy, with only three participants. The thought of being treated so sexually, of licking and being licked, of being fucked by a cock and being clit-f ucked by a cunt, and of her own sluttish responses was mind-blowing to Jo Ann. She applied her mouth to Liz's cunt with the same natural inborn expertise that her mouth seemed to know when it had first sucked her cousin's cock.
From the comer of her eye she was able to see the huge wall mirror on the opposite wall reflecting everything taking place her face in Liz's cunt, and her own cunt swallowing up her cousin's hard cock and it made it that much more arousing to her. Her face delved all the more firmly between Liz's tantalizing tan thighs, and the brunette, feeling a tongue down there that did wild things to her no other tongue had ever done, seized the lovely blonde girl's hair and roughly pulled her face even deeper into her passion pit. She spread her thighs wider, giving Jo Ann greater access to her simmering snatch.
Jo Ann licked all the heavy fluids coming from inside Liz's cunt, and slammed her own vagina all the more solidly back on Andrew's hard penis. It was all overpowering, totally out of control, and this time the swelling orgasm within the beautiful blonde would not be quelled. It rose higher, higher, higher, and then....
"OOOOOW WWWUUU UUMMMPHH HHHWWW WWAAAA UUUUUU GGGGGG HHHPHH WWW-RRR HHHHHW WWWAAA AAAUUU UUUFF FFRRRR MMMHHH UUUUFF FFF!" she bellowed into the sloshing depths of the brunette's hot pussy, feeling the slick inner lips suck at her cheeks as her lips and nose pressed into the narrow opening.
She came insanely, her body twitching every which way like a rattlesnake gone insane, her body wracked with ecstasy and inundated with pleasure. It was a rapture so sweet and overpoweringly intense, her entire self seemed to liquify and with a long groan she oozed to the mattress and lay still.
Yet it wasn't over not yet!
Panting heavily for air, the lovely Jo Ann lay on the side of the mattress, her body tingling and awash with the wonderful glow of an after-climax. She watched Andrew crawl over to where Liz lay and then sink the full length of his staff into the cunt she had just sucked. God! Before, it had seemed as if he had been fucking Liz by proxy, jamming his prong into Jo Ann's pussy, and with each forward shot, causing Jo Ann's tongue to knife into Liz's steaming storm center. Now he bad literally taken away the middle man or woman, if you will and he had plugged directly into Liz's lasciviously slurping cunt a cunt that had never been, and would never be, as tight as Jo Ann's.
Jo Ann stared at the way her masculine cousin lay on top of the dark-haired woman, noting the brunette's long, slender legs wrapping themselves around the man's shuddering body as his ass raised and lowered, allowing him to slam the full length of his cock into her cunt with all his might. Liz gasped with uncontrolled delight, feeling wild and insane ecstasy. Jo Ann saw the other woman's orgasm coming by the way the wriggling brunette beat her fists against Andrew's back, and then she reached down and simply dug her nails into Andrew's flat buttocks.
Liz's eyes clamped shut, scrunching together, and Jo Ann felt a sympathetic wave of total and utter rapture charge through the seething depths of her own recently ravaged cunt as she watched Andrew's stiff phallus bloated and swollen as never before because of the workout it had enjoyed in her own cunt now pulled out so all that was left in Liz's fuming funnel was the head. Then he plunged the full length of the driving organ right back into her convulsing cunt all over again. Liz kicked her legs out on either side of her shuddering torso, groaning throatily as the man on top of her continued sinking his power drill into the nebulous depths of her aching tunnel. God! He had always been the best fuck around, but he had never been this good before. Without being told, Liz knew it was Jo Ann who was bringing out the very best in this man.
"YYYYYA AAAIIIIIYYYY AAAAGG GGGHHH HHAAAA NNNGGG GGHHHH AAAGGG HHH!"
Liz shrieked, climaxing furiously, uncontrollably, maddeningly. Then she fell back onto the mattress out of breath.
Andrew yanked his cock from the tunnel of the exhausted brunette and hurled himself back on Jo Ann. There was something about the blonde that brought out the satyr in the man. He was unable to control his lust for her.
His lasciviously impaling stiffness slid slowly, almost with difficulty into the narrow tightness of her vagina again, once more creating that resistance he loved to feel, and then her velvety warm vaginal walls were once again enclosing his cock, only this time she was face-up, and looking at the enjoyment of his countenance as he powered his mighty pylon into her. He fucked hard, he fucked deep, and he fucked without mercy.
Jo Ann begged no quarter, no did she offer any. Her ass bounced as if the mattress beneath was white-hot, and stinging her flesh each time her rounded white buttocks came slamming down against it. She jerked her body twice to each powering drill he threw into her. Each forward slam seemed to send his cock-head a little deeper, and she wondered if, this time, he was going to cut through the back wall of her seething cunt. Her pussy milked his pulsing prick to a hardness it had never previously known. The shaft was longer, thicker, and harder than ever before.
"That's it, that's it!" Liz gasped from the side. "Fuck like crazy, 'cause man, there ain't another cunt like that one in the whole world. Fuck it as hard as you can now, 'cause one day you'll probably be dumb enough either to let it leave you, or to give it away to a whole bunch of other guys."
Jo Ann's labia were rotating madly with each up-and-down movement of her lovely ass, her hips practically spinning in place as he groaned and lurched and slammed the full length of his steaming penis into her. His arms were tightly around her back, flattening her small breasts against his chest, as if trying to cut off her breath.
Then he came!
"HHHHHH AAAAAU UUUWWW WWARRR RRGGGG HHHUUU NNNGGG HHHHHH AAAGGG HHHUUU RRRGGG GGGGGH HHHAAA HHHHHH FFFHHH" he bellowed, and though the spurting from his cock was weak, the feeling within him was that of an erupting volcano.
There was no doubt in his mind which woman he wanted. Nor was there doubt in the minds of either of the two females.