Chapter 5
Two days later, my father called us into his office.
"I hate to ask you two to do this, but I can't be in two places at once," he began, looking from me to Uncle Robert. T need a big favor."
As he talked, he walked around the desk and perched on the corner in front of me. The scent of his spicy cologne reached my nose and I closed my eyes as I listened.
"A very influential man is coming into town tomorrow. He wants to meet with me about possibly doing a nationwide ad campaign for his product. I was originally scheduled to do a presentation for a client at the same time."
"And you want us to do the presentation for you," Robert put in.
I was gazing up at my father now. He nodded, got up off the desk and crossed the room to the conference table. His movements were as graceful as those of a jungle cat. I ached for him.
"It's out of town. You'll have to leave this afternoon, spend the night and come back tomorrow," Dad explained.
"No problem," Uncle Robert said.
"Donna, I'll go over the copy with you. It's pretty straight forward, but you know how we have to babysit some people," he continued. All I could do was nod.
"Are you okay, honey?" he asked, a frown clouding his face.
"Yeah," I croaked. "Show me what you've got."
As Dad and I looked over the writing, Uncle Robert studied the artwork and layout. My mind wasn't on the work, though. All I could think about was being in my father's arms.
Dad's secretary reserved two rooms at a motel in a town about 200 miles away. We went to the house, packed a few things and then took off in my car.
"What was wrong with you back there?" Uncle Robert asked after we got on the interstate and were headed out of town.
I shrugged. "Just being so close to him drives me crazy. This is turning into an obsession."
"Tell him," Uncle Robert said simply.
"God, I wish I could."
"This is off the subject a little bit, but you can tell me something," he began. "What?"
"Tell me about the lesbian sex you had with my daughter."
The question was simple and straight forward. I glanced at Uncle Robert and he seemed merely interested in the story. However, I had a feeling there was something more than he was willing to share with me.
"It happened last year when you and Sara and your wife came to visit us," I began. "We were in my room one night, talking about guys and sex. I guess we just got a little carried away."
"Did you play with each other?" he wanted to know.
I nodded.
"Did you lick each other?"
"Yes, we did," I said with a little laugh, and squirmed in the seat. "If you're trying to get me turned on, it's working."
Uncle Robert laughed, too. "It's a hot idea."
"I'd like to do that with my mother," I confessed.
"When we get back into town, I'll see what I can do to help with that," he promised.
"Good."
We rode along in silence for a while, going through one town after another. My thoughts kept returning to the night I'd spent with Sara. I'd learned a lot from my cousin, who had much more sexual experience than I. She had taken the lead that night, telling me all about fucking her boyfriend. We lay on my bed facing each other. I remembered struggling to keep my hands off myself. And then I looked down and saw Sara's hard nipples making little points in her T-shirt. She was as hot as I was!
When we could not stand it another moment, she leaned forward and kissed me. I sucked on the tongue she offered and returned the kiss with fervor. Murmuring softly to me, she licked my neck and ears. Once my blouse and bra were removed, she worked her way down to my rigid nipples. She tongued them lightly at first, until I was moaning steadily. Finally, she sucked one into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue.
I thought I was going to scream with pleasure.
Instead, I squeezed my legs tightly together, pulled her head against my chest and groaned.
"God, I never knew another woman's mouth could feel so good," I said when I caught my breath.
"You haven't seen anything yet," she promised.
My cousin, Sara, is a petite woman, much smaller than me. She has a flawless, milky white skin and flaming red hair. Her eyes are green, and that night they were flashing fire. She kept moving her hot mouth from one of my sensitive nipples to the other while she took off my shorts.
I was nothing but a helpless mass of quivering flesh; no help at all.
Sara peeled my panties off my hips, but one hand was between my legs before they reached my knees, as if she could not wait to touch me. "You're wet," she whispered, her mouth returning to mine.
"Yeah," I answered. Suddenly, I had to get those panties off and spread my legs wide for her.
With a little chuckle, Sara helped and then her hand covered my mound again. Now my legs parted and I gasped as one of her long fingers slithered up between my swollen lips. She pushed it deep inside, wiggled it around and then pulled it free. It was covered with my oils and she smeared them onto my nipples. The scent of my heat reached my nose, adding to my excitement.
Sara licked my nipples, moaning as her finger returned to my pussy. I spread my legs even wider and rolled onto my back. My pussy was clutching at her finger hungrily, my juices pouring. But I had no control over that.
"Give me two," I moaned, holding my lips wide with my fingers.
Sara added a second finger to my hole and watched as my pussy gobbled it down. She worked them in and out a few times and I began humping steadily. Then, suddenly, she started licking her way down my stomach toward my pussy.
"God, this feels so good," I whimpered, giving in to the incredible feelings rushing over me.
Sara reached my pussy, parted my lips with her free hand and placed her hot tongue directly on my clit. I came then, hard and fast, my body bucking completely out of control. My cousin's fingers never stopped moving, her mouth never left my clit.
When I reluctantly returned to earth, it was only a partial landing. Sara had pulled her fingers from my cunt only to replace them with her talented tongue. I soon found myself skyrocketing toward release again, clinging to her bobbing head with both hands and grinding my pussy all over her face.
This time, she brought me down slowly, easing her tongue out of my clutching cunt. Finally, when my grunts of pleasure had turned to satisfied whimpers, she lifted her wet face to give me a smile.
"Is this the first time you've had sex with another woman?" she asked after kissing my lips tenderly.
"Yes, but it won't be the last," I said.
She laughed at that. "Care to get in a little practice?" she asked, guiding my hands to her breasts.
Sara was still wearing her clothes, but I could feel her nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. "I'd love to," I said, sounding more confident than I felt.
I lay there quietly watching my cousin take off her clothes. We'd seen each other naked dozens of times before, but this time was different. I really looked at her, admired her small but perfectly shaped breasts with the stiff, coral-colored nipples. Her navel was nothing but a dimple in her flat stomach. Even though her fiery bush was trimmed, it looked silky, luxurious. At that moment, it also looked moist and inviting, halved neatly by two swollen lips.
As she knelt on the bed beside me, caressing herself lovingly, I found myself itching to touch her. I ran my hand up her firm thigh and listened to her moans. They grew louder when my fingers brushed the damp curls of her bush. Finally, my hand closed over her mound. Sara groaned, grabbed my wrist with one hand and pushed her clit against my palm. As I watched my cousin shudder through a mini-cum, her oils puddled in my palm.
"Do you have a dildo or a vibrator?" she asked breathlessly.
At that time, I did not have a dildo, but I did have a vibrator. It had been a while since I'd used it and I seemed to remember hiding it in a box in my closet. "I'll get it."
Sara lay down on the bed as I crossed the room and searched for the vibrator. I found the bright purple, phallus-shaped object and returned to the bed. It wasn't especially big, nor did it have any distinguishing features, but if I remembered correctly, it served its purpose. To my surprise, it hummed to life when I flicked the switch on the bottom. The batteries were still good; at least for the moment.
My cousin was still fondling one of her nipples with one hand and rubbing her pussy with the other. As I crawled back onto the bed beside her, it suddenly dawned on me that I didn't know what to do.
"Just do what you'd like to have done to you." Sara sensed my hesitation. She spread her legs wide, showing me her pink, wet inner lips. "Rub it on my clit."
I did as she instructed. She gasped and jumped as the buzzing device touched her magic button. Her legs spread even wider and the little nub grew to gigantic proportions. It throbbed steadily.
"That's right," she whimpered. Her eyes were closed and her face was a mask of concentration. "Work it around and around."
Again, I followed her directions and soon, her hips were moving steadily. Her moans of pleasure filled the room.
"Slide it into my pussy," she moaned.
I pushed the rounded tip between her puffy lips and pressed it against the tiny, wet mouth of her cunt. It slid into her with little or no effort and her pussy sucked on it noisily. The buzzing sound was muffled by her tight tunnel. Sara's hips were moving faster now and I worked the vibrator in and out to match her rhythm. In no time at all, the sex toy was so slippery I could hardly hold onto it.
"So good," she groaned. "God, I want to cum and cum."
Instinctively, I knew what to do next. Lowering my face to her muff, I sucked her clit into my mouth. She cried out and her body moved even faster. I squeezed her clit with my lips to match the thrusting of the vibrator.
"Damn!" Sara grunted. "I'm cumming!" As I brought my cousin to a roaring climax, I squeezed my legs together around my drooling cunt.
My whole body screamed for release.
"Earth to Donna. Earth to Donna." It was Uncle Robert's voice bringing me out of my memories with a jolt.
"Hey, we're almost there," I said with an embarrassed little smile.
"Where have you been?" he asked.
"I was thinking about the night I spent with Sara," I confessed.
"You look like you're ready to fuck someone's eyes out," he said.
A quick glance in the mirror told me my uncle was right. My eyes were glittering feverishly and my cheeks were flushed. Looking down, I could see my stiff nipples and I didn't have to look to know that my panties were soaked through.
"Once we get to the motel, I'll take care of that for you," he promised.
We talked a little while, mostly about work and some things Uncle Robert wanted to suggest to my father. They were good ideas and I was sure they would prove to be profitable for the company. Yet, even as we talked, my mind was still on what Sara and I had shared. My pussy itched from my lesbian daydreams. Even though Uncle Robert had always more than satisfied me, I longed for a woman's touch.
We finally reached our destination, checked into our rooms and ate dinner. Uncle Robert excused himself and made a phone call. When he returned, he was grinning from ear to ear.
"What's up?" I asked.
"A little surprise. You'll see," he said, his voice full of mystery.
After dinner, we went back to our rooms. I had changed into warm, comfortable sweats and just settled down to read when someone knocked at the door. It was Uncle Robert and he wasn't alone.
"Donna, this is Cindi," he said by way of introduction.
They stepped into the room and Uncle Robert closed the door behind him. Cindi was a tall, leggy redhead, just an inch shorter than my uncle. Her sweater hugged her breasts tightly and was so low-cut that only the nipples remained hidden. The jeans that covered her lean ass and thighs looked like they had been sprayed on. She had a pretty face with dimples in her cheeks when she smiled.
I offered them a seat and she plopped down on the bed across from me. Uncle Robert took a chair. The longer we talked, the more I realized why my uncle had brought her there. It was the way she looked at me. Her green eyes simply devoured me.
"Cindi's an old friend of mine," Uncle Robert explained. "I called to say hello and she insisted on meeting you."
"You're as beautiful as he said you were," she added.
"Thank you," I answered, growing even more sure about where this was headed.
"Your uncle thought you could use some "special" company tonight," Cindi told me.
"My uncle knows me pretty well," I told her. A quick glance told me Uncle Robert was already enjoying himself.
"May I kiss you?" she asked suddenly.
I nodded.
Cindi sat down on the bed beside me. Taking my face in her hands, she kissed me, moaning softly when I sucked on the tongue she offered. I swallowed hard and trembled as her hands slid down my body to my aching nipples.
"Let me see your tits," she whispered.
I held my arms up and allowed her to remove my sweatshirt. The cool air made my nipples even stiffer and her warm hands covered them almost immediately. I could not stop the low moan that came from my lips.
"So pretty," she said. "So pink and pretty."
I shuddered and pressed my nipples into her palms. My pussy was on fire, threatening to boil over any minute.
Cindi's long tongue worked its way down my chest and over to one nipple. I gasped when she left the gleaming wet bud behind and licked her way over to the other side. Her hands were already sliding down my body, pushing my sweatpants out of the way. As I lifted my ass for her, I was only vaguely aware of my uncle sitting nearby, watching closely while this stranger undressed me.
Soon, I was lying on my back on the bed, totally naked. My legs were spread wide, my very wet pussy lewdly splayed for her busy fingers and tongue. When I was gasping for breath, humping steadily, Cindi licked her way down my thighs to my knees and worked her way slowly back up again.
Uncle Robert had unzipped his pants and was running his fingers up and down his big cock. Cindi had either forgotten all about him or she didn't care whether he was watching or not. All of her attention was centered on pleasing me. Knowing my uncle was watching only added to my pleasure.
T brought something you might enjoy more than my tongue," Cindi said, lifting her wet face from my pussy after she'd brought me to a quick, hard cum.
I traced around her wet lips. "What?"
She scrambled off the bed and went for her oversized purse. "Here, play with this while I get naked. Then we can both have fun," she said.
What appeared to be a big, flesh-colored rubber snake landed on the bed beside me. I picked it up only to discover that it was a double headed dildo. I'd seen one once in a magazine but never imagined they were so big. It had to be at least eighteen inches long, with a knob the size of a small apple on each end. The flexible shaft was smooth and very life-like.
"Shit!" Uncle Robert said when I began licking one end. Droplets of excitement appeared on the end of his dick. His hand moved a bit faster.
With a wicked grin, I opened myself up wide and let him see me push the other end into my cunt.
Cindi undressed quickly and stood beside the bed watching me play with her toy. She was a big woman, but well-proportioned and did not carry an ounce of fat. Crawling onto the bed between my legs, she rolled back onto her ass and rubbed her wet pussy with her fingers.
"Give me some of that," she breathed.
I gave her the end of the dildo that had been in my mouth. She gasped as the wet knob was pushed into her gushing gash. Then she wiggled down onto it, forcing it even deeper. That, in turn, pushed my end deeper into my hungry hole.
"Jesus!" Uncle Robert hissed.
Cindi ignored him completely and began humping the dildo. Her juices poured out of her overstuffed cunt and she rubbed her clit furiously. I began moving, too, loving the way our pubic hair was almost but not quite touching. Her cries of pleasure fdled the room and mingled with mine.
We climaxed at almost the same time. Our pussies pulsed and fluttered around the fake dick.
Standing beside the bed, pumping his dick with both hands, Uncle Robert watched as we kissed and struggled to catch our breath.
"Will you stick it in my ass?" Cindi whimpered as she pulled the slimy dildo out of her cunt. "I just love that."
Without waiting for my reply, she knelt on the bed in front of me and spread her ass cheeks wide. The dildo slid into her easier than I thought it would and she howled with pleasure, begging me for more and more. Soon, I was reaming her ass-hole while she strummed her clit.
And Uncle Robert was behind me, sliding his big cock into my own itchy rectum. I took everything he had and begged for more, just like Cindi. Within minutes, the three of us climaxed together. Cindi's ass-hole clamped down on the dildo and mine squeezed Uncle Robert's spraying dick.
When Cindi insisted on cleaning me up with her tongue, I knew we were in for a long, pleasurable night!