Chapter 11
After a late lunch, Guy mentioned to Jill that he was more than ready to make love to Amy, asking if she thought the girl would prove willing. Smiling, she told him to swim at a particular spot on the estate's lake in fifteen minutes and then went off to join Amy.
At Jill's suggestion, she and Amy went to swim in the lake, able to swim nude without observation. They splashed about happily and then stretched out on the bank. Off and on, Amy had considered the "wrongness" of her lovemaking with Jill, but logic kept winning out, telling her that no one had been hurt or used and that they had both enjoyed it. She did wonder about the question of lesbianism, but Jill had pointed out her arousal over Guy the night before, explaining to her that they were bi-sexual. Amy accepted that and now lay stretched out beside Jill, the sun drying their naked bodies.
"What's that?" Amy whispered, hearing movement beyond the bushes that concealed them to their right and they both peeked through the foliage to see Guy strip and go swimming. Amy swallowed hard, her eyes intent on the heavy swing of his cock. It-it's your step-father," she whispered.
"Yeah and isn't he hung beautifully?" Jill smiled.
"Yes."
"And he can't see us," Jill reminded Amy, watching her relax a little. "Makes my puss hot and wet. Yours?"
Amy nodded, her flesh tingling as she watched him swim about. From the corner of her eye she noticed that Jill was rubbing her erect clit and she found herself doing the same as he returned to the bank. He stretched out on his back, eyes closed, his prick semi-erect.
"Follow me," Jill whispered, taking Amy's hand and the confused girl followed her up the short bluff behind the bank. Moving silently, they came to a stop directly above Guy, the foliage giving them partial coverage. Amy's blood was racing. Only six feet away, Amy could detect the veinage and coloration of the hard rod that was now almost fully erect.
"Oh, Mom's calling," Jill whispered, lifting her head as if she had heard someone. "Stay and I'll be back," she smiled, moving back toward the house before the stunned Amy could think.
Unsure of what to do, she looked back toward Guy, starting as she saw him sitting up to face her, his cock now fully erect. Suddenly, she was aware that she was as naked as he was and she blushed from head to toe, her hands fluttering uselessly before giving up the pretense of modesty. He smiled without threat and beckoned her to join him with a shift of his head. Not knowing what else to do, she moved down the slope to stand before him. He took her hand and gently drew her down.
"You're even more beautiful in the sunlight than in the moonlight," he whispered. "Yes, I noticed your breasts-and your hand on my cock. It took all I had to control myself."
"Really?" she asked, happy amazement stirring a smile.
"Yes. Did you like touching it?" he asked, placing her trembling fingers on his throbbing prod.
She nodded, her eyes on the engorged tool as she touched it wondrously. She moistened her lips and lifted her eyes to his. Her hand tightened around his hard meat.
"Put it in me," she said breathlessly and lay back on the grassy bank, her legs spreading wide as she tugged his prick toward the wet pinkness of her slit
He moved over her, lowering his mouth to hers. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, pulling him down to drive the full length of his cock into her eager cunny. She twisted her hips in a counter-rhythm to the hand like caresses of her cunt muscles. Biting at his lips, she bathed his tongue with hers. Having made her decision, she threw herself into their lovemaking wholeheartedly.
Recovering from his amazement at the violence of her lust, he began to thrust in and out of the tight scabbard of her snatch, his tongue delving deeply in her mouth, his hands caressing the soft mounds of her tits, his fingers plucking the rings of her nipples. She groaned hard, her fingers clutching his back. He lowered his face to lass her breasts, sucking hard on the nipples until he had drawn in each of her tits.
Her fanny twisted against the grass, her head whipping side to side, her violet eyes shining brightly as she made gasping animal sounds. Breathing heavily, he raised back from the waist and lifted onto his knees, his hands supporting her. Her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, he swung his hips from left to right. She gurgled deep moans as his shaft thrust from side to side in her hot slot, his head twisting over her cervix. She ground her twat against him, her head thrown back joyously. He slid one hand up and clutched her tit, clipping the nipple between thumb and forefinger. He pulled her to him and their mouths twisted together, their loins raging together.
Their breath was coming in ragged gasps. He lay back, twisting his legs around. They rolled over in the grass, their minds blurring, their groans merging. They clutched at one another, their bodies vibrating down toward the quaking roll of cock and cunt. She screamed with release, her voice echoing over the lake, her flesh spasming around him. He dug his fingers into the ground, his face flushed and the veins in his throat standing up in relief as a shout of ecstasy strangled in his throat. Then the broiling gizzum of his orgasm surged free, gushing up into her.
Totally spent, they collapsed, their bodies still locked. They lay gasping, exhausted. Later they swam in the lake, making love again in the water before returning to the house. Leaving him at the pool to talk with Clarise, an elated Amy went upstairs, pausing as she saw Jill standing at Bart's partially open door.
Smiling at Amy's glowing expression, Jill motioned for her to join her. She looked in just as Bart came, his prick twitching within the grip of his fist, his come splashing over his belly. Taking her hand, Jill pulled a surprised Amy into the bedroom, letting her go beside the bed. Jill bent over the heavily breathing Bart and lowered her smiling face to his stomach. Amy blinked as the pink tongue flicked out to lick up the creamy spend.
"Get the rest, Amy. You'll like it," Jill suggested, her eyes mischievous.
"Please do," Bart added as she hesitated.
Sucking her lower lip in, Amy smiled at the temptation and lowered her face beside Jill's. She touched her tongue to the thick liquid and found the acrid taste to her liking. She sucked the droplets from his balls and then lowered the circle of her lips down his limp length in small sucks till she held it in her mouth. Drawing her cheeks in, she licked and sucked his come, swallowing it. Bart murmured happily and the girls' eyes met. Amy widened her mouth, his cock hanging on her lower lip and Jill joined their mouths. He clutched the sheet as their tongues flowed together around his stiffening tool, their heads lifting up as he came fully erect.
"What are you doing to my children?" Clarise demanded from the doorway and all three turned toward her. "Such sinful behavior," she said, shaking her head, "must be punished."
Pulling Bart's belt from his jeans, she sat on the bed and jerked the blinking Amy over her lap. She snatched the bikini bottom down the girl's legs, tossing it aside as Jill and Bart watched. Tears suddenly flowed from Amy's eyes as all the repressions and doubts she had pushed aside returned and she was reminded of her father's belt, accepting this. Clarise brought the belt down firmly, bringing a pink glow to the quivering globes of Amy's ass.
"Now, Amy, do you feel relieved of your shame and guilt?" Clarise asked tenderly, tossing the belt away.
"Y-yes," Amy swallowed, realizing it was true.
"Don't you think it might be kind of foolish then, knowing what you do now, to think you need to be spanked?" Clarise asked, turning Amy over to hold her gently in her arms. "You're old enough to decide what's right for you, Amy. You've hurt no one and I can get you the pill if you want. Now, it's for you to pick what comes next, where you go from here."
Jill and Bart sat quietly, respecting Amy's concentration. Finally, Amy blinked free of her thoughts and looked at the three of them. Smiling, she raised her head to slide her tongue into Clarise's mouth. Her arms went around the woman's waist and they tumbled back onto the bed, their tits crushing together.
"Thanks for the cleaning," Bart smiled, kissing Amy's cheek as he slid his hard prick up between the twisting cunnies, Jill removing her mother's clothing.
Amy kissed Clarise's big breasts, twisting her clit against the woman's hairless snatch, murmuring as Bart's big whang slid up under it to fill her pulsing nook. Jill knelt beside the bed, opening her mouth wide to carefully roll Bart's nuts in its wet caress.
Naked, Guy and Karen stood in the open doorway, watching the ocean-like flow of the four bodies. They stepped forward and Guy rolled them onto their sides. Clarise and Amy grinned as he slid his prick up into Clarise's slit, his stomach against her ass, his hands molding her tit against Amy's, which Bart held. Amy groaned, the movement of both cocks rocking her and Clarise's clits together, feeling both of them. She kissed Guy and then Clarise, their bodies moving as one couple rather than as two.
Smiling, Jill and Karen nodded to one another and climbed onto the bed. There was a creaking beneath the weight of the six bodies and the bed collapsed. Laughing uproariously, they kept right on moving. Karen and Jill began to writhe over the four bodies, working their tasting mouths down from the heads to the linked hips. Bart and Guy leaned back and drew the hot slits of the two women to their mouths, Guy burrowing kisses into Jill's spice box while Bart suckled Karen's burning clit. Both worked their fingers into the murmuring women's asses, their prods continuing to churn Clarise and Amy's snatches.
The six bodies moved faster and faster, cocks and cunts and mouths and hands and asses interchanging until none of them was aware of there being anything but one large body that each was a part of. Amy and Clarise cried out with joy as their clits chafed afire, screaming as Bart and Guy's come flowed into their hungering underbellies.
Their gizzum flooding the women's snatches, Bart and Guy gasped into the spasming cunnies of Jill and Karen who devoured the spill of their spendings, their mouths making slurping sounds around the slippery fusion of pricks and slits.
They shifted places again and again, resting and beginning anew until the sheets were soaked with their come and perspiration, the taste of all their bodies in one another's mouths. When Guy called for an intermission, the four women knelt atop him to make love to one another, bathing him with their secretions from chest to knees and again bringing his cock to full attention. Amy and Jill ground their cunts around his reddened prong till he came and they turned his cock so that his gizzum splattered over Bart's balls, Clarise and Karen hungrily lapping it up.
The light faded from the room, the air heavy with the rich scent of come and there was only the joyful sharing of pleasure, the hot blend of flesh and the sounds of fulfillment.