Chapter 10
Veronica blushed faintly. Although she was not a woman who was easily embarrassed and was planning to be naughty with, her daughter, anyhow, she was, after all, the girl's mother and her reaction was normal.
Pete only grinned. Having had various forms of sex, with both of them mother and daughter, aunt and cousin to him he felt no guilt or shame.
And Mitzi smiled happily.
Despite her slight discomfort, Veronica was really glad that Mitzi had been watching and had decided to join them. She hadn't been quite sure how to suggest to the girl that they have some fun together and Mitzi's spying and naked arrival simplified things.
"I guess that if I'm a naughty girl, I must have inherited it from you, huh, Mom?" Mitzi giggled.
She walked right up to where Pete was sprawled out on his back and knelt down over him. Gazing at Veronica from the tops of her eyes, the girl dropped her head and slurped his limp cock into her mouth.
"Ummmmm!" she purred.
His prick was snaking around in her mouth, the cock-knob bending into her cheeks instead of plunging back into her throat. But the creamy coated meat was delicious and Mitzi nursed and wound her lapper around on it.
Wait a minute; she raised her head, spunky fluids glistening on her parted lips. The nubile teenager and her voluptuous mother stared at each other meaningfully, with the tacit understanding that the girl had inherited more than a taste for cock-meat from her mom.
"Pete's prick is so scrumptious now, Mom," Mitzi sighed. "I guess that's 'cause it was up your cunt."
"Do you love the taste of Mommy's cunt, darling?" the woman asked, parting her legs wider.
"Ooooh, yes," Mitzi moaned.
"Would you like to suck me?" Veronica asked, in a husky, sultry whisper. She moved one hand down into her groin and stroked her unfurled cunt lips gently.
"Ummmmm!" Mitzi murmured, letting her moist tongue slide across her gooey lips. "Eat me out, darling," Veronica rasped. "Tongue fuck Mommy, now and then I'll suck you, too!" Mitzi moved towards the woman, her tongue out like an iron filing drawn to a magnet. Pete was looking back and forth between his aunt and his cousin in total amazement. He sat up, staring, his eyes wide and his jaw slack. The naive young man couldn't understand this at all.
He knew damned well that they weren't lesbians, having just had sex with both of them but he had no idea that even the most normal of females could enjoy cunt lapping. He was about to find that out, though and in no uncertain terms! The idea fascinated him. Veronica hugged at his dumbfounded expression.
"Watch us Pete, it might excite you," she said. In fact, the very idea of it had already started to excite the horny youth. His mind was doing what Mitzi's mouth had failed to do a moment ago. Inspired by his fevered imagination, his overworked balls were beginning to recharge with vigor and his cock to tense again.
Mitzi crawled over to where her mother was waiting with her lush thighs spread and her cunt steaming. Before she touched the woman, the girl paused.
"It's not incest, is it, Mom?" she queried.
"Of course not, dear," Veronica assured her. "How could it be? After all we're both girls."
That was what was puzzling Pete.
But Mitzi seemed to understand it perfectly well. It was about to puzzle her daddy, too, however...
Kneeling between Annie's legs, with his prick laid on her cunt bush, Cal frowned. "What about Veronica?" he asked, concerned. "She ain't got a boyfriend, has she?"
"No, Cal not that," Annie whispered.
"Well, what, then?"
"Fuck my face, first," Annie insisted. "I promise I'll tell you after you shoot in my mouth. Okay? You might not mind at all."
Cal was disturbed and curious, even a bit worried. But Annie's mouth was infinitely inviting and, besides, she was demanding a face fuck before she revealed her secret, whatever it might be, concerning his wife. If he had needed an excuse to stick his prick in her mouth, he had one. He began to move up her torso, one knee on either side of her hips.
She tilted her face up, watching his prick as it slowly approached her head. His cock was rubbing up her body like a plow turning furrows in a fleshy field. Dribbling with the gooey residue of their fucking, his knob brushed through her raven dark and slid up her tummy. He paused at her belly button, juice pooling in the shallow indentation. Then he moved higher and his prick sank between her tits.
He paused there, humping and running his cock-rod up and down through her tit tunnel. The fat knob squeezed out and she blew her heated breath on it. It felt nice between her tits and Cal might have lingered there for a while.
But Annie opened her mouth in a wet oval and curled her lapper over her sensual lower lip, making that panting slot too attractive to resist. He crawled up higher. His hard ass rested on her up thrust tits and his cock loomed out over her upturned face, bobbing up and down like a divining rod socking moisture. Her hands rested on his hips and she made her mouth available, knowing there was no need to his cock in, laying the bulging cock-slab.
"Feed me, Cal," she whined. "I'm hungry for your cock use my mouth for a fuck-hole."
Cal pushed his knob into her lips. "Oooooh," she sighed, slurping greedily on that savory hunk of smoking hot meat.
He held himself poised above her, with only the head of his prick in her mouth and his long cock-stalk spanning the gap between them like a tubular bridge. His cum bags swayed over her trembling chin and he ground his ass around on her tits. One of her stiff nipples nudged his shit hole as she arched her slender back and heaved up.
"More, Cal screw my fucking mouth!" she whimpered, sucking him deeper. Nursing on a cock knob was nice, but Annie liked to have a guy use her whole mouth and all of his cock. The naughty, bi-sexual girl loved to think that the opposite ends of her body were interchangeable, that her cunt sucked like a mouth and her mouth could be fucked as a cunt. She wasn't very far wrong, either.
Cal began to feed it to her, humping off her tits and stuffing his cock deeper into her with every stroke. She gurgled with joy, big through every inch as it slid in and pulled back out.
His nuts were swinging against the underside of her chin and then, as he plunged deeper still, they rolled up against the oval of her lips. Holding her face between his open hands, he plowed in to the hilt. His cock head sank into her gullet and all of his shaft vanished.
Annie gulped and gagged, but took it willingly, adoring to be stuffed and deep throating him with relish. Cal held it all buried for a moment, loving the sensations of having his cock enveloped to the root in a hot, wet mouth. Then he began to plow in and out rhythmically.
Her mouth slurped and his cock hissed in, skimming over her tongue, wallowing in her saliva. She was swallowing his prick right don her throat, amazing and delighting the man with her oral skill. She was the sort of girl who could have sucked the batteries out of a flashlight, whose lapper was as nimble as a vibrator.
He stuffed her and she swallowed. He pulled back and she sucked. Her head jumped up to meet him wantonly, as if she were trying to choke herself on his cock. She was sucking him so deep he thought that his cock-head must be ramming right down into her lungs. Her mouth was so wonderful that Cal was trying to hold back, to make this face fuck last for ages. But she was too talented for that. Although he was changing the rhythm and altering his strokes, her maw was rapidly mouthing him up towards the creamy conclusions. He pulled out until only the head of his prick was in her lips and paused, letting his rising thrill end.
"Cum, Cal drain off in my mouth," she begged, speaking onto his flaring knob.
Her words enflamed him almost as much as her mouth. How could a man deny a woman who was as totally enthusiastic to swallow spunk as she was?
He began to hammer his cock in savagely. "Unghhhh unghhh!" she gasped, as that smoking hot hunk gorged her to the brim. Annie cherished cum as much as she did cunt-juice and she was starving for his slime. He pounded in, tilting her head back on the deep lunges. Her dark hair tumbled over his belly and balls as the cock-meat sank in to the hilt. His ass rebounded from her tits as he drove his cock in again. Pre-cum had started to flow freely, whetting her taste buds for more. Her tongue was soaking the gooey stuff up like a sponge and her throat worked as she gulped some down and sucked for more. She seemed to be trying to swallow him balls and all, to gulp his whole cock down and let him shoot off in the depths of her greedy belly. Cal growled like a brute. "Ummmmmmmm!" she moaned, knowing it was coming. His cum bags exploded as they rolled up to her unpeeled lips. His fuck juice shot up his cock tube and the first spurt went down her throat, so abundantly that it seemed as if a dam had burst in his balls. He pumped the spunk out as he slammed in and more squirted out as he yanked back. His foaming fuck juice filled her mouth and funneled back down her throat as she swallowed with glee. Then he began to ebb at last, Annie jerked up and down frantically on his slow moving stalk, milking more cum out by suction and friction.
His head dropped down and his chest heaved as he panted in the aftermath. He left his spent prick in her mouth for a while and she sucked on it gently, loving the taste of cock-meat even after it had been drained.
Presently, he gently withdrew his cock. She tongued his cock-stalk and balls, gathering up the errant drops that had escaped her mouth. There weren't many. Her greedy mouth had absorbed almost all of his load. Cal shook his head in awe.
"Jeez -- you got a lovely mouth!" he rasped.
"I'm glad you like it," she purred, batting her eyelashes up and down and grinning. "Your wife likes it, too," she added. For a long moment Cal could only gape at her, as the meaning of her words sank in. "You-you mean..." he gasped.
"Um-hum. I've been sucking Veronica's cunt off every Friday afternoon," Annie told him.
She peered at him, trying to judge his reaction.
But Cal only looked stunned. Then he began to grin.
Cal didn't mind in the least if his lovely wife wanted to get sucked off by a woman and only regretted that he had not been allowed to watch.
And the thought excited him so much that, with hardly a pause, he sank his prick into Annie's cunt lapping mouth and fed her another creamy load.
As soon as he had cum again, Cal left.
Like Pete, Cal hadn't realized that a normal, happily married woman would enjoy lesbian love. The idea thrilled and delighted him, to be sure. But he wasn't at all certain that Annie had been telling the truth.
Women could have strange motives.
Maybe now that he and Annie had started having an affair, she had thought that she could alienate him from his wife by fabricating such a remarkable deceit, he considered. He was eager to discover the truth of the matter, confronting Veronica with what Annie had claimed, and if it were true, the prospect of a threesome loomed intriguing ahead of them maybe even a menage a trios!
Too worked up to return to work, Cal headed directly home from Annie's house.
Like Veronica, he was coming home unexpectedly.
His imagination was aflame as he wondered if his wife really did get head from Annie and, if so, how many other women might be going down on her juicy cunt.
His cock was stiff again by the time he got home. He hurried into the house, eager to ask his wife about lesbian affairs -- and all of his questions were answered without needing to ask her anything...