Chapter 5
"How did it go yesterday?" Burt asked over the phone.
"I'm still working on it."
"What's that supposed to mean? Jesus, I've been sweating bullets waiting to hear something. Why didn't you get in touch? It's been twenty-four hours since you talked to dad. I can't take this kind of pressure--"
"Can't talk anymore. Mom's coming," Kim interrupted, hanging up on her cousin before he could ask more questions.
Actually Kim had been lying. Her mother wasn't even home. She just didn't want to talk to Burt while everything was still up in the air.
Kim went to her room. All she could do now was what she had been doing since yesterday afternoon. Wait. Wait until tonight when she met her uncle at the motel.
"Damn, damn, damn," Kim muttered with frustration, banging on the headboard of her bed. "If only I could get this over with,"
She got up and paced. Soon she was counting the times she walked around the room. It seemed appropriate that she was going in circles. She had reached nine when she heard the front door open and close.
"Must be mom," she reasoned. She stopped pacing so her footsteps wouldn't carry. Company was the last thing she wanted.
Kim returned to her bed. She sat there, chewing her nails. Voices carried through her closed door. Her mother had somebody with her.
In spite of herself, Kim found herself eavesdropping.
"I don't think anybody's home," she heard her mother say.
"Well, you'd better check and double-check, Janet," the other person answered with concern. Kim immediately recognized the familiar voice as being her Aunt Peggy's.
"What's the matter, Peg, getting cold feet?" the conversation continued, Janet Baker speaking to her sister-in-law.
"Just not crazy about getting caught in the act," Peggy answered.
"Okay, if it'll put your mind at ease we'll go through the house room by room," Janet said. "Don't want you on pins and needles--it'll spoil everything. I like you nice and loose, Peg."
There were footsteps as the two women walked through the house. Eventually they arrived in front of Kim's room, where they saw the closed door.
"See," Kim heard her aunt say to her mother, "somebody's probably in there."
There was a knock on the door, and Kim's mother called, "Darling, are you home?"
Something stopped Kim from answering. She kept listening, her curiosity building about what her mother and aunt were up to.
"Satisfied we're alone now, Peg?"
"I'd feel a lot better, Janet, if you opened the door and checked inside."
"Okay, Peg. Whatever it takes to get you in the mood."
Kim had to make a decision as the knob turned. She acted on impulse. By the time the door had opened and her mother and aunt were peering inside, she was hiding under the bed.
"Told you we had the place to ourselves, Peg," Janet Baker said to her sister-in-law.
"All right, I'm satisfied," Peggy replied.
"And what are you going to do about it, Peg?"
"Oh, Janet, not here," Peggy protested but with no force behind her words.
In her hiding place, Kim heard the rustling of fabric and a soft, moist murmur. She glimpsed out from under the bed to see what was going on. The surprise of her life awaited her.
Her mother and aunt were locked in an embrace. It was no friendly hug. They were kissing on the mouth. Patting each another's ass. One of them pressed her knee in the other's crotch.
Kim didn't have to see any more to know that her mother and aunt were lesbian lovers. But she continued to watch, so fascinated that she felt hypnotized.
"God, Janet, what are you doing now?" Peggy gasped when the kiss was broken and her blouse was being pulled from her skirt by her hard-breathing sister-in-law.
"Can't wait a second longer," Janet panted.
"Got to have you right here and now."
She opened Peggy's blouse with such impatience that some of the buttons popped and scattered across the floor. One of them rolled all the way under the bed, falling on its side right under Kim's nose.
When Kim looked up again, her mother was working on Peggy's bra. It unfastened and Peggy's tits spilled free. Kim had never seen her aunt's tits before--they were gorgeous.
Janet Baker thought so, too. She tossed her sister-in-law's bra aside, and, before it hit the floor, she was hungrily sucking one of Peggy's dusky nipples.
"Oh, Janet, you're impossible," Peggy moaned. "But I love it."
When her skirt floated to the floor, it was Peggy herself who had unzipped it. Wearing no stockings, she was just in her panties now. Kim noticed that her aunt had the narrow waist, flaring hips, firm thighs and shapely legs of a much younger woman. Hexing beneath the taut panty fabric, her asscheeks were as round as a pair of ripe melons.
"She's beautiful," Kim murmured under her breath, "No wonder mom digs her."
Now it was Peggy's turn to undress Janet. It happened quickly as the desire of each woman to feast on the other's body mounted. As she looked on, Kim realized that her mother was just as stunning in the raw as her aunt.
Only their panties kept Janet and Peggy from being naked together. Taking them off assumed the form of an erotic ritual, each sister-in-law teas-ing the other with the agonizingly slow exposure of her cunt.
Little did the lovers know that the person being teased the most by their tantalizing behavior was watching from under the bed. In her hiding place, Kim waited breathlessly for the panties to fall, anxious to see the pussies of her mother and aunt. Her own cunt tingled.
The waistbands of their panties slipped below the tops of their flossy triangles. Silken curls puffed--Janet's cunt hair blonde and wispy, Peggy's thick bush jet-black.
Their panties dropped faster now that the lovers had caught sight of each another's pussy.
"Mmmmm, every time I see your cunt," Janet told her brother's wife, "it's just as exciting as the first time we got it on."
"Same here," Peggy sighed.
Janet drifted toward the bed. Peggy followed, catching up as her sister-in-law reclined on the mattress.
"Oh, yes, that's it, Peg," Janet moaned. "Eat my pussy the way only you can do it."
The bedsprings creaked. There was slurping. Groaning.
And beneath the bed, Kim suffered with frustration. Although her ears told her exactly what was going on, she couldn't see a thing anymore with her mother and aunt directly above her.
"Ahhhh, your tongue feels just right in my cunt, Peg," Kim listened to her mother sigh. "Like it always does. You'll have me coming before you know it. Right in your mouth. Hope you're thirsty for my pussy juice."
Hearing so clearly without being able to see a thing had Kim tied into yearning knots. Kim was getting hornier by the moment.
Another overheard groan from her mother only made things worse for Kim.
"I'm getting there," Janet reported. "Just on the edge of coming. Push me over, Peg. Use your tongue in my pussy like it was a great big cock."
There was squishing. Lapping. Kim pictured her aunt's face between her mother's clutching thighs. Peggy's mouth on her mother's cunt. Her mother's ass squirming as Peggy's tongue did its thing.
"God, it's happening! You did it for me, Peg!" Kim's mother squealed. "I'm coming now! Lights flashing . . . bells ringing . , . thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Kim looked up. The mattress sagged just above her from where her mother's ass ground into the bed.
"I can't stand it," Kim whispered to herself. "Got to see."
If she was going to try for a new hiding place with a better vantage point, Kim reasoned that now was as good a time as any. After all, her mother was coming and Aunt Peggy was tongue-deep in pussy. They were so preoccupied Kim hoped she could steal across the room to the safety of the closet where she would have a perfect view of the , action on the bed.
Slowly, carefully, Kim inched out into the open. She wasn't noticed.
She started to crawl, battling her urge to hurry.
One false move and it was all over.
It was so hard. The closet actually seemed to be getting farther away as Kim painstakingly crept. She wondered if she would ever make it.
She could have. If only she hadn't yielded to the temptation to look over her shoulder just the one time.
But she couldn't resist sneaking a backward glance. Not when she heard her mother cry out with such force that the pictures on the wall rattled.
Kim saw her mother with her naked body jack-knifed, her legs all the way back over her head with her toes caught under the bedstead. Burrowing at the gaping split of her sister-in-law's loins, Peggy gorged herself on pussy.
"Dynamite," Kim heard herself say, then knew immediately she had spoken too loudly.
The lovers froze.
"What was that?" Peggy gulped.
Janet's breath wheezed in worried gusts.
Kim moved toward the closet. It was hopeless, of course. There was just too much distance to cover.
With a sudden jerk, Peggy's head emerged from the well of her sister-in-law's thighs and swung in Kim's direction. Janet looked, too, gasping with recognition when she spotted her crawling daughter.
Now it was Kim's turn to freeze.
There was a deadly silence all around.
"Well, what is there to say?" Janet Baker was the first to finally speak. "Lying won't do any good when the truth is so obvious."
"It's okay, Mom," Kim shakily replied. "You don't have to explain anything to me. I don't have any business being here in the first place."
"No, you might as well get it all up front," Janet told her daughter. "Your Aunt Peggy and I have been lovers for quite awhile. Naturally we'd rather nobody knew about us, but we're not going to apologize for it."
"I don't blame you,"Kim blurted. "You two are just perfect together. I know I shouldn't have spied on you, but it was just so beautiful that--"
"Shhh, child, you don't have to say anymore," Janet soothed, sensing the honesty of her daughter's emotions.
"What are we going to do now?" Peggy asked.
"Maybe we should leave that up to Kim," Janet said.
"I don't understand," Peggy muttered, puzzled.
Kim, though, knew exactly what her mother was hinting at. And it was, she now realized, just what she had wanted all along. Could even be the reason why she had allowed herself to be caught. In any case, she couldn't resist the temptation her mother dangled before her.
When Kim stood, her fingers were already unfastening the buttons on her blouse. The blouse fell open, exposing her braless tits. Then she went to work on the rest of her clothing.
She wavered toward the bed, his hips popping free of her drooping slacks. The soft roll of her belly heaved over the waistband of her tight panties.
"That's my girl," Janet beckoned to her daughter when Kim reached the side of the bed, nude except for her panties. "You're so lovely."
"Mmmm, yes, she is that," Peggy said with a sensual murmur while her eyes roamed all over her niece's all-but-naked body. "I think this is all going to turn out fine, after all."
Drawn by the hungry eyes of her mother and aunt, Kim joined the two older women on the bed. She snuggled in right between them, lying down in erotic offering.
Janet and Peggy both put their hands on Kim's panties. They pulled them slowly away, their mouths watering as the teenager's golden pussy came into view.
Now Kim was as naked as her mother and aunt. Rubbing and kissing began. Closing her eyes, Kim squirmed, not knowing whose mouth was on her tits and whose fingers massaged her cunt.
Kim felt a raspy tongue scraping one of her nipples and a pair of fingers probing her pussy. She sighed with overwhelming pleasure, climaxing on the spot.
"She's coming already," Peggy noted.
"Yes, she's hot all right," Janet agreed. "Looks like my little girl takes after her mom and aunt. No reason for us to take it slow. Kim's ready right now to join the club."
Without hesitation, Janet swung a leg over her daughter's head, straddling Kim's face. She fingered her pussy lips apart and several drops of pussy juice splashed on the bridge of Kim's nose.
Kim opened her eyes. She found herself looking up into the pink slash of her mother's cunt.
Kim had never been so dose to someone else's cunt before. Her nostrils flared when she drew in the sharp aroma. Then her tongue strained from her mouth as she reached for her first taste of another woman.
"Like me, baby?" Janet cooed while her daughter licked her dripping pussy.
"So sweet, Mom." Kim swooned from the matchless flavor of her mother's cunt. "Such a sweet, sweet cunt."
"Have your fill, darling," Janet murmured.
She sat on her daughter's face. Kim's tongue stiffened like an oral hard-on and fucked up her pussy. Janet wriggled her ass, moaning in a pre-orgasmic state while Kim ate her out.
Which left Peggy to do her thing. She slipped her hips between Kim's open thighs, wedging her crotch in the golden space at the crux of her niece's loins. It was a fucking position, but with no cock involved as cunt met cunt.
Peggy surged from the waist down. The pressure of her pussy between her niece's legs immediately had Kim thrusting back with her own cunt.
"God, what a beautiful sight," Janet observed from her perch atop Kim's face. "There's something about two women pussy-fucking that nothing else can match. Who needs men?"
"Mmmmm, I sure don't," Peggy replied while grinding away between her niece's thighs. "And I'll bet Kim'd tell you the same thing."
"If she could speak for herself," Janet giggled like a schoolgirl. "But it's pretty hard to talk when you've got your tongue jammed up your mother's cunt."
"Have you come yet?" Peggy asked her sister-in-law.
"I could have two or three times," Janet answered. "But I've been holding back, waiting for you to get in gear."
"You mean you want to come together?" Peggy asked, steadily cunt-fucking her niece as she spoke with Kim's mother.
"Exactly," Janet said.
Down below, Kim overheard all of this. She couldn't have been any more anxious to please her mother and aunt. Oh, she thought, how wonderful it would be to help them climax on top of me. Especially since I would undoubtedly come along with them in the process.
So Kim doubled her efforts. Her tongue fucked in her mother's cunt. She raised her ass and ground her crotch against her aunt's pussy until she could feel bone.
"Little Kim's doing all the work for both of us," Janet said about her tongue-fucking, pussy-gouging daughter.
"Ahhhh, yes, it's like she was breaking us in instead of the other way around," Peggy panted. "She knows what we want."
"Then let's let her know what a good job she's doing," Janet rasped.
"Come?"
"When I count to three. One . . . two . . ."
Janet never reached the last number. For she was abruptly screaming. So was Peggy. The two of them had climaxed at precisely the same moment.
On the bottom, Kim struggled to catch up with her mother and aunt. She arrived at their orgasmic plateau with an explosion of her senses.
"Kim's coming along with us!" Janet gasped in the midst of the climax she now shared with her daughter as well as her sister-in-law.
"Ooooh, you don't have to tell me that!" Peggy squealed. "Her cunt's burning mine up. It's like she was welding our pussies together!"
Then words dissolved into moans and groans as the lesbian trio lifted each other to dizzying heights. They came and came, feeding each other's orgasms. The overworked bed shuddered as though it might collapse. The air was rank with the musky aroma of a triple female release.
Finally things settled down. Janet was the first to yield, her cunt sliding off Kim's face as she toppled to her side. Then Peggy retreated from between her niece's legs, curling into a ball at Kim's feet.
"Oh, what a trip," Kim sighed when it was all over. "My tongue is so sore. My pussy aches."
But tired as she was, Kim had yet to get her fill of lesbian sex. She had an idea. And there would never be a better time to carry it out because her mother and aunt were out of it after coming so hard. Kim couldn't resist taking them by surprise with her little prank.
Silently, she left the bed. Her mother and aunt didn't even notice she was gone as she slipped out into the hall and headed for the kitchen. She found what she wanted in the pantry, quickly returning to the bedroom, chuckling with glee.
Her mother and aunt hadn't missed her at all. They rested on the bed, still recovering from the orgasmic workout. Kim slipped back in between them, the object she had brought from the kitchen ready for use.
It was at least a foot long. And thick and round. Perfect for what Kim had in mind. Her mother always picked one up at the bakery when she planned on serving spaghetti. Her mother would have to make another trip to the bakery, however. Because this was one loaf of French bread that was never going to be eaten at the dinner table.
Kim coaxed her unsuspecting mother and aunt nearer to one another. Finally they were close enough so Peggy's legs could be draped across Janet's thighs, leaving their cunts just several inches apart--certainly within the span that Kim desired.
"What're you doing, honey?" Janet slurred when she sensed her daughter nosing around her crotch.
"Trust me, Mom," Kim soothed.
She nudged her mother's pussy with one of the loaf's blunt ends. Her mother started to stir. Kim had to move quickly. She crammed the crusty bread into her mother's cunt, shoving with all her strength until three of four inches were inside.
Janet Baker sat up with alarm, mystified by what her daughter was doing to her. And then she saw. The free portion of the French bread loomed from her stuffed cunt. A woman couldn't get any closer to having a hard-on.
When her mother started to speak, Kim made a shushing gesture and pointed to her aunt's pussy. Janet held her words, catching on at once that the other end of the loaf was intended for Peggy's cunt.
Kim brought the free section of bread to her aunt's pussy, tickling Peggy's clit with the crusty tip- Peggy moaned, not questioning the source of pleasure and spreading her legs. This widened her cunt perfectly for her niece's purposes.
With a light touch, Kim set the curved stump of the bread into the dent of her aunt's cunt. Peggy reacted the same way Janet had, wanting to know what was going on. Once more Kim asked for trust.
Then, once again, she shoved. Only this time she had help. Her mother was pushing at the other end of the loaf, assisting the linkage of her sister-in-law's cunt with her own.
The connection was complete. Peggy reared up, felt the deep twinge in her twat, and saw it.
"What the devil!" she blurted. "What in the world is this?"
"It used to be a loaf of French bread, Aunt Peggy," Kim chuckled. "But now it's a great big cock. I'm sure you two ladies can figure out what to do with it."
"Mmmm, I think so," Peggy moaned, squirming her ass.
Peggy got up on her knees, positioning herself astride Janet's waist. Then she bore down on the rigid loaf of bread, taking it farther and farther in her cunt.
Now Peggy's hips began to roll. The cheeks of her ass slapped together as she fucked into Janet's pussy with the massive cock-substitute.
"Peggy, it's wonderful!" Janet excitedly cried, her knees up so that her thighs quivered from the fuck-thrusts she was taking in her pussy. "Fuck me, fuck me. Split me in two with your big brown prick!"
Peggy became a female stud. She used the imitation hard-on like a jackhammer, fucking to the depths of her grateful sister-in-law's pussy.
"I'm already coming!" Janet shrieked. "God, it's just the most fantastic feeling! No man could ever fuck me like this!"
"Ooooh, you're not the only one who's coming!" Peggy yelped, sliding up and down the crusty column connecting her cunt with Janet's
Looking on at the kinky fuck that was her creation, Kim swelled with pride. She didn't need to be a direct participant in the action to be infected with its spirit. Didn't have to be touched, not even by herself, to climax right along with her mother and aunt.
It was quite an experience for all concerned but one that was far from over. Once they had finished fucking, there was no way Janet and Peggy were going to let Kim avoid a cuntful of the makeshift hard-on--and no way Kim was going to allow herself to miss out on it.
By late afternoon, the French bread was broken into soggy chunks. The sheets were covered with crumbs. And there were three cunts that glowed from having gotten all the fucking they could stand.