Chapter 6
A short while later that afternoon, Don came home. Irritated to hear that Jill wanted him to run an errand that would take several hours, he grudgingly accepted the extra spending money Gillian gave him. A few minutes after he had gone, Trish arrived, finding Gillian smiling at her with a mischievous grin.
Upstairs in her bedroom, Jill was bathing the cock that had just shot off up her fanny. Putting the washcloth aside, she smiled at Fred's satiated expression and stuffed his slack cock into her mouth, nibbling and tonguing.
"Well, Fred, you're maintaining your good taste in women," Trish smiled from the doorway.
Jill snapped her head toward Trish and Gillian, surprised to see either of them there, Gillian having gone off to her own room after hugging her and Fred in the kitchen.
"What a pleasant surprise, Gillian," Trish smiled and hugged her sister to her, their mouths joining as they began undressing each other. Jill stared in amazement.
"You've slept with all three of us?" she asked Fred.
"Well, Gil and I've just given each other head since she's still a virgin ... sort of," he shrugged, his cock beginning to harden as he watched the last of the girls' clothes drop to the floor.
"Very greedy," Trish said, moving toward the bed with Gillian, their arms around one another's waists, "having all the Stanford women."
"Maybe all three at once'd satisfy you?" Gillian grinned, glancing at her sister and mother and she knelt beside him to suck the thick, lavender bulb of his cockhead into her mouth.
Smiling, Trish stretched out on the other side of him and turned her head to clasp the side of his now erect shaft in her mouth, sucking and tonguing up and down the thick meat. Grinning at the expression of awed ecstasy on Fred's face, Jill opened the drawer of her night table.
Fred stroked Trish and Gillian's heads, his mind buzzing with the sensations of their hungry mouths around his head and about his rod. Jill slid up between his shifting legs and Trish's eyes widened at the sight of the dildo which now had the anal vibrator attached. Sucking Fred's nuts gently into the warm cove of her mouth, Jill touched the lubricated tip of the slender shaft against his anus and began to work it upward as she rolled his balls on her tongue. With the dildo half up him, she turned it on and Fred's eyes opened wide, his prostate gland quivering, his rocks swimming in Jill's mouth, his cock being eaten by the sisters. He let out a long, strained groan, his eyes rolling back as he writhed under them, his body convulsing in pleasure, his mind spinning into a whirlpool of pure ecstasy.
"Fair's fair," Jill grinned up at him, loosening his balls and reminding him of his words to her earlier.
But Fred was beyond distinguishing sounds, his senses blurring into the roaring waves that merged his mind and body into an island that was being dissolved into a sea of rapture.
Jill gripped the side of his shaft opposite Trish's and began to suck and lick up and down it. Her lips brushed Trish's and their eyes met, holding as they continued to eat him. Without thinking about it, they stretched their mouths to take more of him in and their lips pressed tighter till they were both giving him head and kissing one another.
Fred's body suddenly arched up from the bed, his weight on his shoulders and heels, held down only by the hands and mouths of the three women, Suns exploded within his brain, novaing as his jism erupted and he gave a strangled cry, on the verge of blacking out as the intensity of his arousal triumphed and he felt as if were floating as he fell back upon the bed, spent.
Gillian finished swallowing the last of his hot brew and sat up to see her sister and her mother still kissing around the softening length of his cock. Slowly, they sat up, their breathing deep as their eyes held and Jill fumbled to turn off the vibrator.
Sitting back on her calves with her legs spread, as Trish and Jill were, Gillian looked down at their opened slits, copper ringlets and pale gold fur gleaming wetly and her own cunt began to throb moistly.
Neither able to take the first step, Jill and Trish continued staring at one another, their tits rising and falling with their breathing, their mouths dry with desire. Gillian pushed her fingers into her humid slit, stroking her hot pearl as she waited in suspense. Swallowing hard, Trish blinked her blurring eyes and looked down at her mother's proud breasts, at the erotic arch of her body accented by her posture, her smooth belly and then at the furry underbelly with the cerise fissure of her slit.
His head clearing, Fred raised up on his elbows and looked at the women, sensing the tension in the room and understanding the stalemate as Jill's eyes moved from Trish's cunny to the ripe globes of her tits and then back to Trish's eyes. Removing the vibrator from his ass, he sat up and laid Gillian down on the bed above her sister and mother. Gillian watched him as he turned back to Trish and Jill, taking their hands in his.
The two women blinked at him, disoriented and he tugged them forward, moving aside to ease them down upon Gillian. They stared down at the pulsing cunny before their faces and slowly lowered their mouths to it. Gillian groaned, grabbing at the bedding as Trish worked her tongue into her slit, Jill kissing the sizzling bolt of her clit. Jill and Trish's hands moved over Gillian's thighs and breasts, caressing. Then their lips touched there in the sleek cleft, and their eyes met for an instant before their mouths pressed tight, their bodies embracing.
Gillian shuddered with pleasure as their tongues spun together in her cunny, their lips writhing feverishly together. As Fred watched, his cock began to twitch back to life. Taking hold of Jill's legs, he eased them up alongside Gillian, placing her cunny by the ecstatic girl's face. Gillian turned from the waist and gripped Jill's hips, burrowing her face down into the golden fur to work her tongue into the hot pudding of her snatch. Taking Trish's legs in his hands he moved her gulping box up alongside Jill's head.
Gasping with passion as Gillian ate her, Jill pressed her mouth hungrily into Trish's hive. With a groan of delirium at the joy that rushed through her, Trish squirmed her tonguing mouth into Gillian's cunt. Breathing deeply, Fred knelt watching the daisy chain writhe and sob with carnal ecstasy, hands flowing around the circle of their linked bodies, moans bubbling in their quivering loins. Unable to stand aside any longer, Fred stretched out behind Trish with his head toward her feet. Pressing his cock between her squirming ass cheeks, he slid up into her and her groans deepened. Churning his rod in her he reached up to slide the vibrator into Gillian's anus and turned it on.
Gillian sucked at her mother's clit voraciously as her sister's tongue snaked in her twat, the vibrator quivering her ass and she caressed Trish and Jill's tits as they squeezed hers. Jill lapped at Trish's pulsing snatch, her own shivering with pleasure and she squirmed a finger into Fred's ass. Trish moaned as Jill's supping mouth turned her hole into a broiling oven, Gillian and Fred's hands cupping her swollen breasts, Fred's cock rolling in her fanny.
The circle of their bodies began to move faster and faster, expanding and contracting, sucking and probing and their moans of rapture deepened into one guttural exhale and inhale, flesh burning, minds blurring, cunts and asses and cock throbbing quicker and quicker in a jetting tempo. Their mouths twisted wide as they cried out, their shared body bucking and shaking with the convulsions of their culmination, Fred's come blasting free, Trish and Jill and Gillian's cunnies exploding with joy around one another's faces.
Their lungs straining, they went limp, their bodies twitching, their minds spinning. Gradually, they were able to open their eyes, smiles of satiation on their lips.
"Fred the tie breaker," Jill laughed breathlessly and kissed his lips.
"Fair's fair," he grinned and they hugged him happily between them.
Rob and Darla's bodies tremored together, their heads back as his cock throbbed faster and faster in the blazing pulse of her cunt. They cried out together as his come burst free, jetting up into her convulsing snatch, their brains abuzz with their climax.
They lay in their loose embrace as the beating of their hearts returned to normal, their breathing becoming steady. She touched her lips to his and stared thoughtfully into his eyes for a moment.
"Rob, I ... " she began uncertainly. "The other, I and a student, we made love," she said. "I don't, uh, like secrets," she smiled with a little shrug.
"Me neither," he smiled back. "I did the same thing. With the Stanford girl."
"W-with Gillian?" she asked, startled.
"No, her sister Trish. Why?" he asked. "You mean you and Gillian ... ?"
"And you and Trish?" Darla finished. "Now, do you suppose they knew ... ?"
"What the other was doing? And if so ... ?" They both smiled, considering the prospect of both Stanford sisters with both Wacos and began to make love again, newly aroused.
A few nights later, the rest of the family out, Trish shook the remaining crushed ice from her drink into her mouth. Smiling at her date, Hank, she shifted the ice about on her tongue and then leaned forward to open the happily surprised youth's fly. Pulling his now fully erect cock into the open, she leaned forward to take it into her mouth. His hands clutched the couch, his eyes widening as she moved the ice over his rod with her tongue, his head in her throat. The cold chilled his shaft as her suckling mouth turned it into a vial of lava, the extremes flashing ecstasy through his body, his mouth opening to a deep moan.
Hank was not aware of the room being brightly lit, any more than he was aware of the movie camera outside the window. Standing on a heavy box, Carl operated the camera, concealed by the high fence on one side and by shrubbery on the other. Kneeling between his legs, Gillian chewed and sucked on his big prick. Seated on the ground, Eva pressed her mouth into the girl's slit, tonguing her clit.
From inside came Hank's orgasmic cry which rose above the music on the stereo and Gillian sucked harder, caressing Carl's balls and root with one hand while diddling her finger in his ass with the other. Her body twisted over Eva's supping mouth, her cunny throbbing quicker and quicker. She came and her mouth jerked and thrust around his quaking tool, sucking his come free. He clutched the camera and window sill, his mind reeling as his jism gushed into Gillian's mouth.
Gillian slid from him, collapsing with Eva on the grass and Carl slowly recovered. Gillian and his wife making love beneath him, he filmed Trish and Hank making love before him.
Later, after Hank had left, Carl stretched out on the couch as Gillian and Eva tasted Hank's come from Trish's cunny. He watched their tongues spin in the gleaming pink slit and watched Trish writhe with pleasure. His cock hard, he knelt over her head and she smiled drunkenly up at him, her hands drawing his prod down into her suckling mouth. Leaning forward, he added his mouth to her snatch and Trish's mouth moved faster as she felt three tongues flowing in her humid hive. She cried out with joy and his come jetted down her throat, leaving him gasping.
"Y'know," Trish said a few minutes later, "it'd be great to have pictures of you and everyone you ever make love to, pictures of you doing it. All I'm missing is Rob, Fred and ... " She trailed off, notmentioning Jill. "It shouldn't be too hard getting them to ball again," she added, walking toward the ringing phone. "Yes? Uhhuh, well ... we'll let you know tomorrow. Okay? Rye," she finished, hanging up as Carl reloaded the camera. "Well, Gil, that was Darla."
"Darla of Darla and Rob?" she asked with surprise.
"The same," Trish grinned. "Inviting us for dinner. Looks like they talked to one another, hey?" she chuckled and patted Gillian's fanny. "We've got to get on the stick about arranging your spectacular first ball, so we can do it up right. Right?"
"Right," Gillian nodded after a moment's thought and pulled off the long T-shirt that was all she wore. "Time to get it on," she mused to herself, glancing at the movie camera which was running, focused on the couch where Trish was sitting down on the spar of Carl's rehardened cock, taking it up into her wiggling ass.
Gillian turned her head to glance over her shoulder at Eva as the woman embraced her from behind. Her tits pressing against the girl's back, Eva slid her hands down into Gillian's furry bush and their mouths touched.
"I don't believe I've eaten you," Gillian said with mock-snobbishness, "though the taste is familiar."
Trish's ass lifted from Carl's hips and lowered, sliding up and down his twisting cock. He caressed her breasts, his eyes closed to the hot waves spiraling out through him. To their side, his wife stretched out under Trish's sister, Gillian's mouth feasting on the juicy sweet meat of Eva's quivering cunt.
He and Eva came at the same moment, groaning as their bodies shook, his cock erupting in Trish's bucking ass, her cunt spasming around Gillian's devouring mouth.
Husband and wife recovering, Trish and Gillian stretched out together, making plans for a farewell party for Gillian's virginity.