Chapter 1: Building Tension
Sarah and Jane sat
in a quiet corner of the cozy coffee shop, hunched over their cups. Schoolbooks lay splayed out on the battered tabletop, a moat of pens and highlighters, cookie crumbs, and dregs of a forgotten cappuccino. The window beside their table offered an inviting view of the bustling streets outside, but neither girl paid it much notice.
For the past hour, they had been engrossed in a fervent discussion about beauty standards and the intricacies of physical appearance. Their words flowed out like a cascading river, wrapping around their shared passion, weaving intricate tapestries of thought and opinion that enveloped both women in a cocoon of excitement.
Sarah, an intelligent woman with long brown hair and hazel eyes, had always been fascinated by the power of physical appearance. “Hey Jane, so can I ask you a question?
And be brutally honest, please,” Sarah began, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Jane, a petite young woman with short blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, nodded eagerly. “Of course! What is it, Sarah?”
“Will you tell me what you look like naked?
Like, in great detail?” Sarah asked, her words buzzing with curiosity. In all the years they’d been friends, they had never explored that aspect of themselves.
Jane's eyes widened, surprise flickering onto her face from behind her oversized glasses. “Are you serious?”
Sarah held her gaze, a small smile playing at her lips. “Very. I promise I won’t judge. I just want to know what my best friend looks like. Without clothes.
The thought of picturing Jane without her typical layers of clothing sent a rush of blood to Sarah’s head. She wondered what her friend looked like between the sheets, free of the modest tops and jeans that she wore practically every day.
Jane hesitated, her mind racing while she weighed the implications of the question. The two of them had been close friends for years, and she trusted Sarah completely. After a few seconds, Jane swallowed hard, given herself over to the idea as she felt her cheeks flush.
“Okay, fine,” Jane replied with a playful smirk. “Where do you want me to start?
? Top or bottom?”
Sarah sipped her coffee slowly, her smoldering gaze fixed on Jane as she crooked a finger. “Start from the top. Describe everything. Don’t leave anything out.”
Jane clasped her hands on the table and leaned in, describing her short blonde hair, the delicate curve of her neck, and the shape of her petite shoulders. Her words were sultry, betraying a confidence she had never shown before. With every inch of her skin she revealed, Sarah’s gaze intensified.
“Alrighty. Well then, I would say my
breasts are probably a 32B, and they don't exactly fill up a bra, but my nipples are pretty sensitive,” Jane continued, her voice a low whisper. Sarah's mouth had gone completely dry from listening to Jane's explicit and raw descriptions.
Sarah leaned in closer to Jane as she continued, “oh yeah, jane, that’s really good. Keep talking. Imagine I was painting a picture of you without seeing you, describe exactly how I would draw your naked body so that it’s the most accurate
representation I could have of what you truly look like bare, without clothing,” Sarah urged, her finger absently tracing the rim of her coffee cup.
“sure! No problem,” Jane started amused, “my
nipples are perfectly sized, just enough to give a nice appearance while still being modest. They are—“
“What do you mean perfectly sized? Describe them specifically,” Sarah interrupted
, her eyes blazing, her attention captured.
Jane’s own eyes darkened, elation took over her, realizing the level of interest her best friend held. “Oh, they’re so, so lovely,” Jane responded, perfect lips quirking into a knowing smile. “The left one is slightly bigger compared to the right, and the areola is a dusty rose color, a bit lighter than an ordinary rose, with the nipple protruding ever so slightly. Do you want me to go on?” Sarah nodded eagerly, the tension between them palpable.
“Yes, please do. Every inch of you, tell me everything. Don’t leave anything out,” she urged, leaning in even closer to Jane.
“Alright, well my stomach is flat like I said, it has
a slight indentation where my cinched in waist is, it's a curve that leads up and meets my perky breasts just right. My body is a pale white, the type of skin that never gets tan no matter how long I lay out in the sun. I have a small patch of hair right above
my pelvis that is the color of ripe strawberries, just the smallest hint of a soft curly nest," Jane confided, a boldness coloring her tone. Sarah let out a low hum under her breath, her body ablaze with the vivid imagery that Jane painted with each breathy word.
Jane continued, “
As I move further down, there’s a cute, tiny freckle right above the triangle of my pelvis—I think it's so endearing, adds a little character to my body,” she giggled softly, her hand subconsciously trailing up her skirt as she relished the lingering gazes and the fire between them.
Sarah matched her friend’s gaze, hot and heavy, her voice cracking as she whispered back, “Yeah, I bet it does. Tell me, Jane, what’s down there?”
Jane knew exactly what Sarah was asking for, and she obliged, adding, “
Well, Sarah, if you must know, I have small, perfect pink lips, just like my face. When I’m turned on, they become swollen, flushed, and slick with arousal. Does that answer your question?”
“Yeah, that’s amazing! Keep going,” Sarah
encouraged harshly, her chair scooting closer to Jane without her even realizing it.
“My pussy
is bald, and it has these outer lips that make a little heart shape—a direct contrast to my pale, porcelain skin,” Jane murmured, sinking deeper into the description. “And between those sensitive lips, there’s a little nub—my clit—it’s so responsive that the smallest brush against it sends ripples of arousal through me.”
Sarah felt Jane’s words like a livewire, crackling electrically between them. Her pussy throbbed, and she swallowed hard, struggling to maintain her cool. “A heart shaped pussy?
Damn, Jane, I've never heard of anything like that,” Sarah marveled. The scent of fresh coffee hung heavy in the air, mingling with their growing carnal desire. Her gaze was locked onto her best friend as Jane continued her erotic descriptions, revealing the intimate and minute details of her body in a way that was enthralling.
Jane raised an eyebrow, her body trembling at the dirty talk. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the gentle hum of the coffee shop. “And it's always clean, too, Sarah.
I pride myself on never being dirty, and I always make sure to be fresh down there. So, anyway, once you get past my pussy, there’s my
ass—tight and round, just the way I like it,” Jane said. “Oh yeah. Your ass. Tell me more about it,” Sarah
urged breathily, her voice shaky. “Yeah, my ass
. It's perfect. It's firm but soft, a nice handful the way many men and women like it, too. I get compliments on it. Everyone says it looks amazing when I'm bent over,” Jane explained, her eyes hooded, her voice drugged with desire.
“Mmm. What about your asshole? Can you take your time describing that for me, please?” Sarah urged, her gaze fixed hungrily on her best friend’s face. Jane looked at Sarah while she thought. “Yeah, I can give you a good long description of it. My butthole
is tight and smooth. It looks so inviting, especially when I’ve just gotten out of the shower and the skin still glistens from the warmth of the water.” Jane paused, took a deep breath, and licked her lips as she continued, “It looks and feels like velvet and
contracts if you gently stroke your finger along the edges. It’s a tempting orifice that plenty of people have played with.”
Sarah swallowed hard, shivering as Jane’s raw words sank in, painting vivid and detailed images in her mind. Her pussy clenched, already wet with arousal as she realized how turned on she was at the idea of touching her best friend, feeling her respond to every gentle touch and erotic caress. “Nice. I love hearing that about you,
Jane.” Sarah’s voice trembled, shivering with desire as she lounged back into the soft, plushy cushions of the booth seats. Jane’s words incited a hot, burning lust in Sarah—one that rocketed down to her core and ignited like a fire in her slick, wet pussy.
“Haha, yeah
. You must be enjoying this a lot,”
Jane teased, noticing Sarah’s erratic breathing and swelling desire.
“Yeah, well it’s not every day you get to hear about your best friends sexy naked body!” Sarah said with a laugh, “you’re so irresistible! I would love to take my tongue and run it along every last inch of your sexy body, Jane!”
“Yeah, that would be nice,” Jane agreed casually. “I do like it when a nice wet tongue is on my pussy. But I also like a nice wet tongue on my asshole. It’s so hard to choose between the two!” Jane laughed.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t be able to choose which one I’d prefer to eat either. They’re both so tempting!” Sarah laughed
, her eyes glistening with mischief. “I’m so wet right now just thinking about it, Jane. In fact, I’d love to tongue-fuck your asshole and your pussy right now. God, how hot would that be?” She asked, her voice raspy and hungry.
Jane could see the fire burning in Sarah’s eyes. Her friend was clearly turned on, and this thrilled Jane even more. However, Jane looked around at the coffee shop and said, “Right now? We’re in public! You’re crazy! You big ole goof,” Jane laughed
, poking sarcastically at Sarah’s arm.“Well, not here I guess. Would you let me do it if we went somewhere else? Maybe my place?” Sarah suggested curiously
, her voice quivering with excitement.
Jane hesitated, her cheeks aflame as she bit back a smile. “Well, yeah I would definitely consider it. Are you being
serious right now, Sarah?” Jane asked, unable to keep the excitement out of her voice.
Sarah met Jane’s eager gaze, her own eyes blazing with a desert-dry thirst she couldn’t quench in the middle of the coffee shop. “So serious,” Sarah said. She said it with a slight laugh to keep the mood light, but with just enough weight in her voice to indicate she wasn’t just teasing. Jane contemplated on the proposition. She could have the best night of her life, having her best friend eat not only her pussy but also
her tight, sensuous asshole. The very thought of Sarah's tongue gently teasing her sensitive skin made Jane shiver involuntarily. Or, she could tell Sarah no, and conserve their friendship. There was no telling
what exactly would happen between them, should they amble down such an intimate path. And yet, Jane's curiosity burned. She wanted to explore the depths of her own sexuality, and the idea of Sarah accompanying her on that journey was wildly alluring.
“How about we go to my house? It’s closer,” Jane found herself saying before she could second-guess herself. “But aren’t your parents home?” Sarah asked. “Yeah my mom is, but we can just sneak past her and do this quietly in
my room,” Jane replied, a sly smile appearing on her face. “Fuck yeah, let's do it,” Sarah declared, looking into Jane's eyes. Her heartbeat quickened, and her body tingled with desire at the thought of what was to come.
The two women paid for their coffees and left in a rush, the urgency of their building desires driving them like a madness they never knew they craved. As they drove, Sarah thought about Jane’s mom, a woman named Stacy whom Sarah had grown up with as well. She always looked at Stacy as a mother-figure and never imagined she would be sneaking around behind her back to have lesbian sex with
her daughter.
The thought made Sarah’s pussy tingle with excitement and shame, but she knew that the forbidden element of the situation was just turning her on even more. Sarah glanced over at Jane, taking in her petite frame and perfect body, and couldn’t help but squeeze her thighs together at the thought of what was to come.
They arrived at Jane’s house in record time, their minds filled with nothing but the lustful thoughts and expectations of what they were to do together.
Sarah parked the car and, with hurried steps, they made their way to Jane’s bedroom.
as they walked past the kitchen, they saw Stacy
, Jane’s mom, sitting at
the table, her gaze focused on a magazine. “Hello girls, what have you been up to
?” she asked casually as Jane and Sarah quickly walked by, trying not to draw
attention to themselves. “Just studying, mom!” Jane replied, and with a rush of adrenaline, she darted up the stairs to her bedroom, Sarah following close behind.
Once inside, they locked the door and threw their bags on the floor. Sarah turned to face Jane, who stood with her back pressed against the wooden door, her chest heaving with a mixture of anticipation, excitement and a hint of fear.
“Are you sure
about this, Jane?” Sarah asked, her voice barely above a whisper, as she took a step closer to her friend.
Jane nodded, her throat dry. “Yes, I want this. I want you.”
With those words, Sarah pressed her body against Jane’s, their breasts crushed together as their lips met in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths with a ferocity that belied their previous innocence.
Sarah reached down and grabbed Jane's ass, squeezing it firmly as she ground her hips against her friend's.
Jane let out a low moan, her hips bucking against Sarah's as they continued to kiss passionately.
Sarah's hands found their way to Jane's breasts, cupping them and teasing the nipples until they were rock hard. Jane arched her back, pressing her breasts further into Sarah's hands as she gasped with pleasure. “Take this off,” Sarah told Jane
breathlessly, tugging at the hem of Jane's shirt.
With trembling fingers, Jane pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her perky, pale breasts, with their dusty rose-colored nipples. Sarah wasted no time, dipping her head to take one of Jane's nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and sucking gently. She pinched the other one while she did so.
Jane's head fell back against the door with a thud, her eyes rolling back in her head as she moaned loudly.
Jane reached for Sarah’s shirt as well, pulling it up Sarah’s back as Sarah sucked her nipple. Sarah pulled away just long enough for Jane to strip her shirt off, leaving her in her lacy red bra. Jane’s eyes
drank in Sarah’s full breasts, the nipples already straining against the fabric. Sarah reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
Jane gasped as Sarah’s bare breasts came into view, her hands reaching out to touch the soft flesh. Sarah moaned as Jane’s fingers traced patterns on her breasts, her nipples hardening further. Jane’s other hand snaked down between Sarah’s legs, finding the wet spot on her jeans.
Sarah let out a loud moan, which caused Jane to instantly cup her hand over Sarah’s mouth. “Shh,
my mom will hear us,” Jane warned, although her voice was trembling with equal excitement. Sarah nodded and removed Jane’s hand, placing her index finger against her lips.
Jane’s hand moved lower and started rubbing Sarah’s clit through her jeans. Sarah’s breathing became shallow and rapid, and she could feel her arousal growing at a speed she never imagined possible. Jane unbuttoned Sarah’s jeans and slipped her hand inside, her finger finally making contact with Sarah’s soaking wet pussy.
She let out a low moan as Sarah’s juices dripped down her fingers. Sarah’s body bucked against Jane’s touch, desperate for more.
Jane wasted no time, slipping a finger inside Sarah’s tight pussy, causing her to moan even louder. She started to finger Sarah, her fingers curling upwards as she found Sarah’s G-spot. Sarah’s eyes rolled back as pleasure surged through her body.
As Jane fingered her, Sarah fell onto the bed, making a loud
thumping noise as she landed. Jane glanced at the door, fearing they might have attracted Stacy’s attention, but Jane’s desire for her best friend overwhelmed her sense of caution.
Determined not to let anyone interrupt them, Jane climbed onto Sarah, pulling her own pants off in haste, before ripping both her and Sarah’s soaking wet underwear off in one swift motion. She threw them towards the door, causing one of them to land on the handle. Sarah was supposed to be the one eating Jane out when they got home, but instead, here Sarah was on her back, legs spread, pussy glistening wetness, with Jane about to bury her face between them. “Fuck,” Jane said, “your pussy looks so good.”
Before Sarah could respond, Jane
dove between her legs, eagerly lapping at her clit. Sarah’s entire body convulsed with pleasure as Jane’s mouth made contact with her sensitive flesh.
“God fucking damn it, Jane!” Sarah cried out, her voice trembling as Jane worked her magic. Sarah’s free hand shot out and grasped the edges of the rumpled bedspread, her knuckles turning white as Jane’s tongue explored her pussy.
Jane moaned against her, her breath warm and wet, sending shivers straight to Sarah’s core.
Jane’s tongue swirled around Sarah’s clit, and she groaned, digging her fingernails into the bedsheets. “Fuck, Jane, that feels so good,” she gasped, her hips bucking up to meet Jane’s mouth.
Jane reached around and grabbed
Sarah’s ass, pulling her even closer and burying her face deeper into her pussy. She licked and sucked at Sarah’s clit, feeling it swell and harden under her tongue.
Sarah’s moans grew louder and more frequent, her body trembling with pleasure.
“Oh yeah, Jane, just like that.
Don’t stop,” Sarah moaned, her body writhing with pleasure as Jane licked and sucked at her clit. Sarah could feel herself getting close to the edge, her pussy clenching around Jane’s finger as she neared her climax.
“Jane, I’m close. Don’t stop,” Sarah begged, her voice trembling with pleasure. Jane responded by increasing her pace, her tongue flicking rapidly against Sarah’s clit.
Just as Sarah felt her orgasm about to break, there was a
loud knock on the door, causing Jane and Sarah both to freeze, their eyes widening in panic.
“Girls? Are you okay in there?” they heard Stacy call out from the other side.
Jane quickly pulled away, her heart racing as she frantically reached for her discarded clothes and attempted to put herself together.
Meanwhile, Sarah lay there, legs still spread, her chest heaving and her eyes still glazed over with unquenched desire.
“We’re fine, mom!” Jane called back, her voice strained and cheerful.
“I heard some noises. Are you sure
you’re okay?” Stacy asked, her voice filled with concern.
“Yeah, mom. We’re fine. Just studying,” Jane replied, her voice shaking slightly as she struggled to sound normal. Sarah quickly sat up, pulling the bedsheets up to cover her bare chest as she too tried to compose herself, but they were tucked tight on the bed and didn’t come loose.
“Okay well I’m coming in,” Stacy said as she turned the doorknob, causing Jane and Sarah to freeze in fear. “No, mom, don’t!” Jane cried, hoping for a miracle. But, before she could get the words out
, Stacy pushed the door open. She walked in.
Stacy’s gaze landed on Sarah, who was still trying to cover herself with the bedsheets to no avail. Her gaze then shifted to Jane, who hadn’t had the time to even out her pants on, her underwear was still hanging on the door handle. She stood their butt-naked as her best friend, Sarah sat on the bed, naked as well.
It took Stacy only a split second to realize what she had just walked in on. Anger began to simmer beneath her confusion and her words were cold as ice when she finally spoke, “Jane. What. Is.
This?”, Stacy demanded, her eyes narrowing as she regarded the two of them. Sarah’s cheeks burned with a mixture of shame and embarrassment, and she squeaked out a weak, “I-I’m sorry, Mrs. Thompson. We were just...I didn’t mean to...”
“Save it, Sarah”, Stacy interrupted, holding up a hand to silence her. Sarah fell silent, pressing her lips together tightly, as she watched Stacy turn her gaze back to Jane, awaiting an explanation.
Jane swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Mom, I-I can explain," she stammered, her voice shaking.
Stacy crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes flicking between Jane and Sarah, her expression unreadable. "I would love to hear what you have to say for yourself. Go on," she said coldly.
"Please, enlighten me as to why you, my daughter, are standing naked in your bedroom with your best friend."
Jane took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts and calm her racing heart. Sarah, still sitting on the bed, watched Jane and Stacy with wide eyes, her body still tensed with embarrassment and fear.
Finally, Jane spoke. "Mom, I know this looks bad, but Sarah and I are just studying for a project
," she lied, scrambling to find an excuse.
“A project?” Stacy said, detecting a lie, but allowing her daughter to make more of a fool of herself for Stacy’s own amusement
. “Oh, do tell me more.”
Jane swallowed hard again, unable to look her mother in the eye, and instead glancing at Sarah, who stared back at her with wide and concerned eyes. Sarah’s naked tits looked as sexy as ever, but Jane had to focus on this lie if it was ever going to work. “Yeah. We were… working on a project that had to do with female anatomy and Sarah was showing me and helping me visualize the various parts, you know, up close and
personal,” Jane explained, her voice half-choked with shame and desperation.
Stacy raised an eyebrow. “I see,” she said. The cool tone of her voice was unnerving, and Jane felt like a child again, caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Sarah squirmed under Stacy’s gaze, her bare chest heaving with each indrawn breath. She felt every slight shift in the room create a light breeze, brushing against her nipples and keeping them perfectly erect. She also felt exposed and vulnerable, and she wished she could disappear into thin air.
Stacy continued, her expression unreadable, “And did this project also involve you tasting your best friend’s pussy, Jane
?” she asked, her tone still cold and neutral. Sarah’s cheeks flushed a bright red, and she let out a small gasp, covering her mouth with her hand. Jane’s eyes widened, and she shook her head, her throat dry.
Jane realized her train of excuses had come to a
sudden halt and couldn’t bring herself to cook up something else on the spot. She knew that, at this point, nothing could save her from the awkward confrontation with her mother. Sarah, on the other hand, found herself frozen in terror on the bed, unable to move or speak, as the realization of being caught by Jane’s mother sunk in. Her pussy was still wet from Jane’s saliva.
Stacy stared at both of them, her gaze piercing.
“alright mom, the truth is that me and Sarah were taking turns, or were going to take turns
, eating each other out,” Jane confessed, her voice shaking.
Stacy stared at them for a moment, silence settling over the room like a thick fog. The tension was palpable. Sarah’s heart was beating so fast, she felt like she was going to pass out. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from Stacy, who stared back at them, her expression unreadable.
Sarah felt like she was back in high school, getting reprimanded by her principal for some mischief she and her friends had gotten into. But this was different.
“Oh, taking turns eating each other out, huh? Is that what you two girls do for ‘fun’?” Stacy asked, her voice dripping with disapproval. Sarah couldn’t hold it in any longer. She had to say something. “Mrs. Thompson, I swear it’s not what it looks like,” she started, continuing before anyone else had a chance to reply, “it’s not something we do every day. It was just that we got caught up in the moment and decided to taste each other’s—“ Sarah paused, realizing what she was about to say, but realizing she had to say it now that she started, “taste each others pussies. I’m really sorry that we did it in your house ma’am.”
Sarah whispered in a small voice, staring at the floor, ashamed. Her big tits sagged now, in correspondence with her lowered gaze. Stacy eyed Sarah up and down, then turned her attention to Jane, and said “you know what? Fine. But I’m going to have to talk to your parents, Sarah, and let them know that you’re getting your pussy eaten out by my daughter in my
own house.” Stacy replied sternly, causing Sarah to blush even more deeply, Sarah knew that Stacy was going to rat them out even if they were just two innocent girls experimenting with each other.
“Mrs. Thompson, please, don’t tell my parents
,” Sarah pleaded, her voice trembling. “I’ll do anything, just please don’t tell them.”
Stacy raised an eyebrow and looked at Sarah with a mixture of surprise and amusement. “Oh, I’m going to tell them. But I’m going to enjoy myself first
.” Stacy said with a slow, wicked smile spreading across her face. Sarah didn’t understand at first, she had only known Stacy as Jane’s mother, she never thought of her in a sexual context before. But then it dawned on Sarah what Stacy was suggesting. Sarah’s heart beat faster, she contemplated running away.
Jane interrupted the silence, “Mom, what do you mean by that?”
“Oh, sweetie, I’m going to have a good time with y’all since you two wanna act so grown,” Stacy said, smiling mischievously at Sarah.
“Jane, get on the bed and spread your legs,” Stacy commanded, undoing her blouse.
“Mom, you can’t be serious
,” Jane replied, her voice trembling.
“Oh but I am, darling,” Stacy said, seductively and with a confidence that Sarah had never seen in her before. “Mrs. Thompson, I’m not sure this is a good idea,” Sarah interrupted hesitantly, still in shock and disbelief over the sudden turn of events. The idea of a threesome with Jane’s mom never crossed her mind while fantasizing about having lesbian sex with Jane.
“Call me Stacy, sweetheart,” she replied, ignoring Sarah’s concerns. “Now Jane, sweetie, get on the bed and
spread your legs.”
Jane hesitated for a moment but she did as she was told, climbing onto the bed and spreading her legs wide. Sarah looked on in surprise and confusion, her heart beating rapidly in her chest.
Stacy approached the bed, a predatory gleam in her eye. She was dressed in a tailored suit, with her blouse half-unbuttoned to reveal a lacy black bra.
“That’s right sweetie, spread those legs wide open for momma
,” she purred, crawling onto the bed between Jane’s legs.
Her fingers trailed up Jane’s inner thighs, inching closer to her dripping wet pussy. Sarah watched in silence, her eyes wide as she took in the scene before her. She couldn’t believe what was about to happen. She was both terrified and aroused, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched her best friend’s mother touch her.
Stacy reached Jane’s pussy, her fingers tracing the slick folds before slipping inside with ease. Jane moaned, her back arching off the bed as Stacy touched her. “Now let’s see if pussy tastes as good as you girls make it seem,”
Stacy murmured, before dipping her head down and pressing her lips to Jane’s pussy. Jane gasped, her body trembling with pleasure as Stacy’s tongue lapped at her swollen clit. Sarah watched in awe, her own pussy growing wetter with every moan that escaped Jane’s lips.
Stacy slid a finger inside Jane's wet pussy and slowly began to move it in and out. She then added a second finger, pumping them harder and faster, causing Jane to moan even louder.
Sarah tried to readjust herself, moving her hand towards her pussy to rub herself while she watched. Stacy caught Sarah’s hand mid-air. “Oh no, baby, mommas going to be in charge here,” Stacy said before switching over from Jane’s pussy to
Sarah’s.
Sarah moaned loudly, her voice filling the room, as Stacy’s tongue flicked against her swollen clit. She tasted tangy and sweet and Sarah couldn’t help but buck her hips up, desperate for more contact with Stacy’s skilful tongue.
But Stacy wasn’t done with Jane yet. She reached for Jane’s leg, pulling her even closer as she continued to lick and suck on Sarah’s clit; her fingers entering Jane, moving in and out in a steady rhythm that drove Jane wild.
"Oh, mom," Jane moaned, the words feeling strange even as they left her mouth, reaching down to grip the sheets, "you feel so good." Stacy moaned against Sarah, the vibrations causing her hips to buck involuntarily, her own slick arousal dripping down her legs. Sarah’s moans grew louder as Stacy worked her over; her fingers teasing Sarah’s entrance before plunging inside. Sarah writhed beneath the elder woman, her nails digging into Stacy’s back, her body begging for release.
Stacy alternated between Sarah and Jane’s pussies, taking turns licking each one. “You like how momma eats your pussy?” Stacy said, looking at jane
with smoldering, predatory eyes. Jane nodded, “oh yes, mommy. You eat my pussy so good!” She squealed, her breath hitching as Stacy plunged her fingers deep inside Sarah’s pussy, stretching her out for Stacy’s pleasure. Sarah’s eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned, her entire body trembling with pleasure as Stacy fingered her.
Stacy then turned her attention back to Jane, sliding her fingers out of Sarah’s pussy and moving them up to Jane’s mouth. “Taste your friend, Jane.”
“She tastes so good,” Jane
moaned as Stacy’s tongue flicked against her swollen clit.
As she lay back, Sarah watched as Jane writhed with pleasure, her breasts bouncing as her hips bucked up to meet Stacy’s tongue. Sarah had never seen her best friend like this before, and the sight of her in the throes of passion was enough to make Sarah’s heart race with excitement.
Stacy paused for a moment, looking at Sarah. “Sarah, dear, how about you have a go?” She said, beckoning towards Jane’s
soaking wet pussy.
Sarah hesitated for a moment before nodding, sliding off the bed and settling herself between Jane’s legs. She leaned in, taking a deep breath before pressing her lips to Jane’s pussy.
Jane tasted incredible – her pussy was sweet and tangy and Sarah couldn’t help but moan as she pressed her tongue against Jane’s clit. Jane’s back arched off the bed as Sarah sucked on her clit, her fingers digging into the sheets.
Sarah reveled in the taste and texture of Jane’s pussy, amazed at how her friend could feel so different yet so incredibly right.
Meanwhile, Stacy had moved towards Sarah, her hands caressing the younger woman’s body as she watched the two friends pleasure each other. She could feel Sarah’s excitement building, her breath rapid and shallow as she licked and sucked at Jane’s pussy.
While Sarah ate Jane, Stacy got undressed, revealing her beautiful, round, saggy tits with pink nipples facing up. Her pussy was hidden behind a thick patch of dark hair, but it was already damp and ready for excitement. She got behind Sarah and kneeled down, putting her face right behind Sarah’s ass cheeks. She admired the younger woman’s features, from how her tight ass flexed every time Sarah flicked her tongue, to the dripping wetness that fell off Sarah’s pussy, to her small, puckered butthole that begged for Stacy to explore it. Stacy analyzed her options between eating Sarah’s pussy and eating Sarah’s ass and finally decided to choose Sarah’s ass. She ran her tongue up Sarah’s slit, licking the clitoris and diving deep into Sarah’s open wet hole before finally
reaching for Sarah’s tight butthole. The taste was incredible. It was a different pussy, a unique combination of her natural ass flavor mingled with the taste of her own pussy from moments earlier. With every lick and probe, Sarah trembled in delight. Juices flowed freely from her pussy, lubricating Stacy’s mouth and fingers as she explored every inch of her ass cheeks and butthole.
She dove freely, exploring every inch of Sarah’s asshole
, her mouth making wet, smacking sounds as she indulged in the college girl.
Sarah never stopped flicking and licking Jane’s pussy, her glossy lips swollen from all the activity, her moans filled the small bedroom.
The bedsprings squeaking in accompaniment as they fucked, their bodies moving like fluids of pure desire.
“Oh fuck, Stacy! Yes, lick my ass, you horny cougar,” Sarah uttered, her tone filled with raw lust and excitement.
Jane squirmed in pleasure as Sarah
continued to eat her out, their bodies moving in a rhythmic dance of passion and pleasure. Stacy’s tongue plunged deeper into Sarah’s asshole, causing her to moan loudly around Jane’s clit.
The combination of Sarah’s moans, Jane’s
screams, and the slapping of wet flesh against wet flesh turned Stacy on even more. She reached for her own breasts, squeezing her nipples between her fingers as she continued to eat Sarah’s ass.
She felt her own pussy dripping with excitement as she pleasured the younger woman.
Sarah moaned around Jane’s clit, her eyes rolling back in her head as she felt Stacy’s tongue probe deeper into her ass. She couldn’t believe how incredible this felt, how good it felt to have another woman’s mouth on her.
Stacy’s fingers found Sarah’s clit, rubbing it in slow circles as she continued to suck on Sarah’s ass.
Sarah moaned, her hips bucking as Stacy’s fingers sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She felt like she was going to explode.
Stacy could sense Sarah was close to the edge, and she slipped a finger inside Sarah’s pussy, feeling the wetness coat her fingers as she moved them in and out in a steady rhythm. Sarah moaned louder, her body trembling with pleasure as Stacy brought her closer and closer to the brink.
“Oh fuck, Stacy, I’m gonna cum,” Sarah moaned, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
“Me too!” Jane screamed from underneath Sarah’s tongue
as she too wrecked by the sensation of having her clit sucked so intensely.
Stacy’s finger moved faster in Sarah’s pussy, her thumb rubbing in circular motions over Sarah’s clit, sending Sarah further and further into blissful ecstasy.
Sweat dripped from Sarah's forehead as her body tensed, a feeling of inevitability spreading throughout her body.
Jane's moans grew louder and her body writhed beneath Sarah's tongue as she too barreled towards her climax.
Stacy felt Sarah's body tremor, her pussy clutching around Stacy's fingers as she came. Sarah's moans and whimpers filled the room as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. Her juices coated Stacy's fingers and her asshole clenched tightly around Stacy's tongue, squeezing it out.
Simultaneously, Jane
screamed and thrashed, her pussy clamping down on Sarah's tongue in tense waves. Sarah could feel every contraction of Jane's vaginal muscles around her tongue while Jane pulled at her long hair. Sarah lightly bit and sucked Jane's clit with enough pressure that at the height of Jane's orgasm, she made a raspy, high pitched scream, pushing out her pussy harder and harder onto her friend's face.
Sarah savored the sticky taste of Jane's cum on her lips and tongue, and her fingers were soaked in the girl's sweet fluid.
Stacy felt her arousal grow as Sarah reached her peak, her wetness flowing freely down Sarah's finger onto Sarah's thighs and coating Stacy's fingers, wrists, and hands. The sensations of both women's orgasm coupled with the sexy sight of them coming was enough to send Stacy close to the edge, each explosion happening one after another.
The two younger girls
writhed with pleasure, their bodies entangled in pure rapture.
Stacy’s fingers were soaked in their juices and her own pussy ached and throbbed with desire, she needed relief from this burning fire.
She slid three fingers into her own pussy, vaginal walls contracting around her hand.
“Oh Fuck!” she exclaimed, as she began to pump her fingers in and out with hard, fast thrusts.
The muscles in her arm bulged with exertion, fingers plunging deeper into her dripping cunt.
“Quickly, girls, come and take care of me!” Stacy moaned, her voice thick with desire. Quickly, Jane positioned herself between her mother’s legs while Sarah put her pussy right where Stacy could reach it with her mouth. Stacy had climbed onto the bed and turned over onto her back so that Sarah was now straddling her face and Jane was now kneeling on the side of the bed. Sarah pinched Stacy’s nipples as she sat on Stacy’s face. Stacy’s tongue got to work
instantly, swirling around Sarah’s clit and darting in and out of her wet hole. Sarah couldn’t believe how incredible it felt to have Stacy’s mouth on her pussy. It was so taboo, so wrong, yet so incredibly right.
At the same time, Jane was tonguing her mom’s clit. Stacy was wild with pleasure, her legs kicking out as her orgasm built. Stacy reached up with both her hands to bring Sarah’s
pussy down harder on her mouth, while Jane took hold of Stacy’s sagging tits, pinching the nipples and flicking her tongue on Stacy’s aroused bud.
The scent of sex filled the room. Three women, all beautiful in their own way, their moans and sighs filling the space with a symphony of lust. Sarah ground down harder into Stacy, riding Stacy’s hungry mouth with wild abandon, her own moans growing louder and more frantic. Her legs were getting tired, but she pushed through the exhaustion, determined to give Stacy her much needed release. Jane worked wonders on Stacy’s pussy, licking and sucking every last centimeter of her mother’s wet folds while Sarah continues grinding her pussy on Sarah’s face. “I’m. Gonna. Cum,” Stacy tried to say but her voice was muffled
by Sarah’s pussy, which she was still licking and sucking with wild abandon.
Jane picked up the pace, her tongue flicking at Stacy’s clit relentlessly, her fingers moving in and out of their mother’s wet tunnel, her palms grinding against her mother’s mound.
Sarah, still grinding down on Stacy’s face, could feel Jane’s mother’s tongue working magic on her clit. She leaned further forward, her hands gripping the sheets for support as she felt her orgasm building within her.
Finally, Stacy released the most powerful orgasm ever released in the history of mankind. Her hips
jerked, thrusting upwards, as she yelled out a load groan, her pussy grabbing onto Jane’s fingers like a vice and she unleashed several torrents of female ejaculation rivaling Niagara Falls. Sarah almost lost her balance, her legs trembling with exhaustion. The sensation of Stacy’s orgasm was so intense, it caused Sarah to take a second release of her own – almost as forceful as her previous one.
waves of cum ran down Stacy’s face as Sarah uncontrollably squirted down Stacy’s
throat, Jane’s mother gasping for air but unwilling to let up.
Stacy gripped Sarah’s ass hungrily, forcing Sarah even harder down onto her.
Once Sarah’s orgasm subsided, Jane’s work was still yet to be completed. She continued sucking, licking, and fingering
her mother’s pussy, prolonging her mother’s climax and driving her absolutely wild. Stacy was still convulsing from her earlier orgasm, which had not yet
fully subsided. The feelings of pleasure coursed through all three of their bodies, and their minds swirled in a haze of ecstasy.
Sarah was thoroughly spent, her pussy aching and her thighs trembling from the exertion. She slid herself off of Stacy’s face, swinging her legs off the bed and onto the floor.
Stacy continued to pump wave after wave of fresh squirt onto her daughters
face, her hips bucking in the air like a wild animal. Jane worked hard to finish her mom’s climax, but it kept
going and going, floods of clear liquid poured forth from her mothers hole, and Jane let out a resigned chortle, letting her mom fall limp onto the bed, her body spent and sated at the same time.
Satisfied that she had made Stacy cum more than once, Jane stood up and looked at
Sarah, her eyes bright and eager for the next step. Sarah, on the other hand, still hadn't completely processed the intense orgasm that had just rocked her body; she stood up shakily, her knees still weak and her eyes unseeing.
The three girls lay there, breathing heavily in an exhausted, post
-coital heap, sweat covering their bodies and sticky residue of various bodily fluids lingering around Sarah and Stacy's faces, on Jane's hands, and smeared all over the bedsheets.
Their bodies heaved, chests rising and falling with labored breaths.
"Wow," Stacy managed to breathe out, a smile spreading across her flushed face as she gazed at her daughter and perfectly contented guest. "That was... phenomenal."
"Yeah," Jane agreed, practically purring in delight. "Absolutely amazing."
“I never thought I would have such an amazing orgasm from a threesome. Especially not one including my daughter and her
best friend,” Stacy admitted between heaving breaths, her body still flushed with pleasure.
Jane leaned over and kissed Stacy deeply, their tongues intertwining in a passion filled moment. “I love you, Mom,” she whispered, her cheeks still red from the intense orgasm she had just experienced. Sarah watched in amazement as Jane confessed her love for her mother in the midst of this erotic scenario.
“I love you too, Jane,” Stacy replied, her eyes shining with emotion. This was extremely weird, because their relationship had never been like this before. But the taste of her daughter’s pussy, and the taste of her daughters tongue, along with Sarah’s body, made Stacy think if she can get away behind her husbands back, maybe
she could shape a new reality for herself.
Sarah’s hand reached down and touched her pussy, not to masturbate, but to
confirm how soaking wet she had become, her three fingers fully drenched and sticky, and she rubbed the remaining liquid around her clitoris, the tips of her fingers flicking the clit. She moaned a little hearing herself and leaned her back on the wall next to her, eyes closed. She opened her thighs, her legs spreading and her middle fingers seeking deeper entry inside her. Sarah let
herself enjoy this for a moment, and then pushed herself up and
opened her eyes again.
"Did you enjoy your time, sweetie?” Stacy
asked, her voice dripping with seduction as she slowly got out of the tangle of limbs on the bed.
“Yes, I did, Mrs. Thompson,” Sarah murmured,
her voice barely above a whisper. She could still feel the aftershocks of her orgasm coursing through her body.
Stacy smiled, pleased with the younger woman’s response. “Good, I’m glad you did,” she replied. “And don’t worry, darling, I won’t tell your parents, as long as you come over here and eat my milf
pussy again sometime.”
Stacy's words hung thickly in the air, her naked body still trembling with the aftershocks of her powerful orgasm. Sarah stared at her, feeling a strange mix of emotions. She knew what Stacy had just asked her to do was completely wrong, but she couldn’t deny the intense attraction she felt towards her best friend's mother.
“y— yes ma’am
,” Sarah stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
She stepped towards Stacy, her eyes locked onto the older woman’s. She could sense the desire in Stacy’s gaze, and it made her heart race with anticipation.
Stacy reached out, gripping Sarah’s hips and pulling her close. She could feel Stacy’s warmth radiating off her, and she shivered with excitement.
“Good girl,” Stacy whispered, her breath hot against Sarah’s ear.
“A-alright well
, I should get going. I have homework to do,” Sarah stammered, pulling away from Stacy. She started to pick up her clothes from the floor. She went and got her bra from by the door first, then her pants, then her underwear. Her shirt had been tossed on the bed. As she picked it up, Jane said, “hey Sarah, do you mind if I lick up from your pussy all the way to your ass crack one more time?”
“Sure, that’s fine,” Sarah said. She turned around and bent over, presenting her pussy and ass to Stacy and Jane who were still on the bed.
Before Jane got started, Stacy asked, “do you mind if I do it too, sweetheart?”
Sarah gripped her ass cheeks and spread them and said, “no, Mrs Thompson, I don’t mind if you lick up from my pussy to my ass crack at
all.”
Stacy got up from the bed, her naked body glistening with sweat. She knelt behind Sarah and pressed her tits against Sarah’s ass. Sarah could feel Stacy’s rock-hard nipples poking her as she leaned forward and starting licking Sarah’s already soaking wet cunt. Her tongue snaked up to Sarah’s asshole and then back down, tickling her perineum before moving back up to Sarah’s clit, swirling around it before finally plunging back into Sarah’s pussy. Stacy gave it a good sweep then backed away and said, “thanks, sweetie. Your pussy and asshole taste so good.”
“Thank you, Mrs Thompson,” Sarah called out from down below. Her hands release her ass cheeks, which were now dripping wet from Stacy’s saliva. Sarah’s legs were still too weak and she needed to prop herself up on her hands if Jane was gonna lick her all the way up her ass crack as well. “Alright Sarah, I’ll make this quick,” Jane said as she kneeled behind Sarah, spreading
her cheeks wide. Sarah couldn’t help but let out a low moan as she felt Jane’s hot breath on her ass, her tongue snaking out to taste her wet slit. Jane’s tongue started its journey, licking upwards until she reached Sarah’s puckered hole. Sarah couldn’t help the guttural moan that escaped her lips as she felt Jane’s tongue probing her sensitive hole.
Jane tasted Sarah’s pussy and asshole juices, mixed with
Stacy’s saliva, and found their flavor and consistency incredibly arousing. She pulled Sarah closer, pressing her face into Sarah’s ass cheeks and driving her tongue deeper into Sarah’s asshole.
“Alright, that’s enough,” Jane told herself, slowly pulling away from Sarah, giving Sarah one more sturdy spank on the left ass cheek and
kiss on her other ass cheek before telling Sarah, “I’m all done, Sarah.”
Sarah slowly stood up, her legs still trembling from the intense orgasm that washed through her body. She couldn’t believe what just happened – she had never experienced anything like that before.
“That was... wow,” Sarah breathed out, a gentle smirk forming on her lips.
“Yeah, it really was,” Jane agreed, her cheeks still flushed from the intense orgasm she just experienced.
Sarah turned around, facing Stacy and Jane, “thanks for that, Mrs.
Thompson, Jane.”
Jane responded, “no problem, Sarah. That was fucking hot.”
Stacy interjected, “yes, it was. I never thought I would experience anything like that at my age. And with my daughter no less.”
Sarah hesitated before saying, “well, if you guys ever want to do that again, just let me know.”
Jane jumped in, “oh, we will. Definitely.”
Stacy added, “yes, we will.”
Sarah started to get dressed, and Jane and Stacy just watched as she did so, sitting naked on the bed in Jane’s
’ room. Sarah’s movements were slow and deliberate as she slipped her underwear back on, followed by her pants and shirt. Dawn, Jane’s younger sister, entered the house, they could hear the front door open and close from Jane’s room. Once Sarah finished getting dressed, she leaned in and hugged the naked women. “Okay, well, I’ll keep in touch I guess,” Sarah said sheepishly. “You do that, baby,” Stacy said. “I’ll see you in class,” Jane said. And with that, Sarah
left Jane’s room, making her way out of the house and back to her own.
As soon as Sarah was out of sight, Jane and Stacy collapsed on the bed. They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their insane threesome.
Stacy began to speak, but before she got far, Jane interrupted, “mom, can I suck on your nipple while you talk?”
Stacy grinned and leaned back against the pillows, spreading her legs invitingly. “Of course, darling. It’s always a pleasure having my nipples sucked by my daughter.”
Jane eagerly accepted her mother’s offer, immediately attaching herself to one of Stacy’s breasts. She sucked and licked at the nipple hungrily, causing Stacy to let out little moans and sighs of pleasure.
Stacy had her arm around Jane as they lay together, Jane turned and sucking on Stacy’s nipple. Quite a relaxing and erotic scene. Stacy continued to speak, her voice slightly breathless from the pleasure of her daughter’s mouth on her nipple.
“As I was saying, Sarah is an intelligent woman with a sharp mind and a quick wit. She has a way of looking at the world that is both unique and insightful, and I have always admired her for that. And you, my dear daughter, are just as intelligent and insightful as Sarah. The two of you together are a force to be reckoned with.”
Jane lifted her head from her mother’s breast, her lips glistening with Stacy’s juices. “Thanks, mom.
Sarah really is amazing,” Jane whispered, her lips still wet from her mother’s nipple.
“Yes, she is. And I must say, I’m quite impressed with the way things went tonight. It’s not every day that a mother gets to have a threesome with her daughter and her best friend,” Stacy said, a wicked gleam in her eye.
“Yeah, it definitely wasn’t something I was expecting to happen, but I’m glad it did.” Jane said, returning her mouth to Stacy’s nipple. The two of them lay there quietly for a moment, relaxing after an exhausting threesome, Jane just gently sucking on
Stacy’s nipple.
Suddenly, they were interrupted by the sound of footsteps outside Jane’s room. Both Stacy and Jane froze, listening carefully. The footsteps approached the door and stopped, followed by a hesitant knock.
“Yeah?” Jane said, pulling her mouth away from her mother’s breast.
The door opened, and Jane’s younger sister, Dawn, peeked her head in.
“Hey, I was just wondering if— what is going on?
Why are you two naked and covered in sweat?” Dawn asked, her eyes wide with shock and confusion.
Jane and Stacy looked at each other, both unsure of how to respond to Dawn’s question.
“Um, well, we were just, uh, working out,” Stacy said lamely, trying to cover up their nakedness with the bedsheets.
“Working out? But mom, you hate working out,” Dawn said, her brow furrowed in confusion. “And that doesn’t explain why Jane’s mouth is all over your nipple!”
Dawn said, crossing her arms over her chest and giving Stacy and Jane a skeptical look.
Jane and Stacy exchanged a panicked look, unsure of what to say next. They were both caught off guard by Dawn’s sudden appearance, and they didn’t want to reveal the truth about what had just happened.
But before they could come up with a cover story, Dawn’s gaze landed on something on the bed. Her eyes widened in shock, and her jaw dropped open.
“Is that...
Sarah's underwear?!” Dawn exclaimed, her eyes fixed on the discarded lingerie lying on the bed.
Jane and Stacy followed Dawn's gaze, and their hearts sank when they saw the telltale sign of their illicit threesome. There was no denying it now – Dawn had discovered their secret.
"Uh, well, you see..." Stacy began, trying to come up with an excuse, but her mind was blank.
Jane, however, had an idea. “Dawn, if you eat moms pussy, I promise I won’t tell anyone!”
Dawn
’s eyes widened even further at Jane’s words, her mind reeling with shock and confusion. “What Jane? Me eat mom’s pussy? I would never!” she stammered, her face turning bright red, betraying her fake reluctance.
Jane shrugged nonchalantly, her mouth still attached to Stacy’s nipple. “Why not? It’s so tasty. And besides, mom likes it when you eat her pussy. Don’t you mom?”
Stacy closed her eyes and moaned, “mhmm
, that’s right, baby.”
Jane kept flicking her tongue on Stacy’s nipple, patting above her groin indicating for dawn to come and dive in.
Dawn stood in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock and a mixture of disgust and fascination. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her own mother and sister, engaging in such a taboo act.
It was all so wrong, and yet so incredibly hot.
Dawn hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking back and forth between Jane and Stacy. She looked conflicted, torn between her disgust and her curiosity. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she stepped forward, her cheeks flushed with shame.
"Alright, fine. I'll do it," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Stacy's eyes lit up with excitement as Dawn approached the bed. She spread her legs wider, inviting her own daughter to join in on the taboo act. As Dawn was about to kneel down, Stacy stopped her saying “nuh uh uh, if you’re gonna eat my pussy out, you’re gonna do it naked.” Jane raised her head and nodded in agreement
.
Dawn hesitated for a moment, looking down at her clothes before nodding reluctantly and beginning to undress. Her movements were stiff and jerky, as if she was being forced to do something against her will. Once she had stripped down to her underwear, she finally gathered the courage to climb onto the bed.
Stacy watched as article after article of clothing fell from her daughter’s body. Dawns body was
petite and slim, and her skin was just as pale and flawless as her sister’s. Dawn finally made it to her underwear, and at that moment, she stopped and looked up at her mother and sister.
“Is this really necessary? I feel so stupid, naked in front of you guys like this,” Dawn whined, crossing her arms over her chest.
Jane and Stacy looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
“Yes, it is necessary. If you want to eat mommy’s pussy, you gotta be naked.
“Alright, but I haven’t shaved,” dawn said, dropping her panties to the floor. Her pussy was unshaved, but she was so young that the dark hair was still just a light fuzz. “That’s okay,” Stacy said, spreading her legs wider. “I like it au naturel.”
Dawn hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking back and forth between Jane and Stacy. She seemed unsure about what to do next, until Jane leaned over and whispered something in her ear. Dawn nodded, her face flushing with embarrassment, and crawled between her mother’s legs. She looked up at Stacy, who gave her an encouraging nod.
“You can eat it, baby, it’s all yours,” reaching down and dragging Dawns
face to her pussy.
Dawn started to kiss and lick around her mother’s pussy, being cautious.
“Come on, lick my pussy like a good little girl. Don’t be shy,” Stacy purred, guiding Dawn’s head closer to her wet slit.
Dawn’s tongue darted out, tracing along Stacy’s lips. She could taste the sticky residue of Sarah’s sweet cum.
Stacy moaned, reaching down and gripping the back of Dawn’s head, pulling her closer.
“Yes, that’s it baby, lick my pussy like that.”
Jane watched in fascination as her sister hesitantly obeyed, her tongue finding Stacy’s clit and swirling around it. Stacy’s hips bucked off the bed, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Fuck, yes, just like that.” She looked over at Jane, a seductive smile on her lips.
Jane decided to go behind Dawn and eat her little sisters virgin pussy from the back. She looked at the thin
strip of fleshy pink cunt clinging to the edge of her sister’s pussy lips and the sweaty, tender flesh in between. She leaned forward, her lips parting as she inhaled the musky scent of her sister’s pussy, moist and shaved, but her lips puckered with a small patch of darker pubic hair still remaining. She could just barely taste her sister’s arousal and she leaned in for a closer look.
Jane ate Dawn out, but since it was Dawn’s first time, she came immediately
, covering Jane’s face in her young virgin juices. She had never tasted anything better in her life.
"Goddamn I love having my pussy ate by my daughters ," Stacy moaned, her voice husky with pleasure.
Dawn hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do next. But Stacy's grip on the back of her head was insistent, and she soon found herself licking and sucking at her mother's slick folds.
Dawn ate Stacy out until Stacy came, not many juices left in her, then Dawn collapsed from exhaustion.
"Thanks baby," Stacy said, her voice husky and satisfied.
Jane let go of Dawn, and climbed back onto the bed and lay down next to Stacy. The three of them lay there for a moment, catching their breath.
"So, that was... something," Dawn said, her voice trembling.
"Yeah, it definitely was," Jane agreed.
They talked while they got dressed a simple, light, casual conversation. As Stacy buttoned up her blouse she said, “so, what do you girls want for dinner? Your dad’s gonna be home soon.”
Dawn said “spaghetti sounds
good” as she put on her bra andStacy approved. The contrast of her pale skin against the black push-up bra made her look even younger and more vulnerable, her small perky tits barely filling it out.
“Why don’t you go and start cooking, sweetie?” Stacy suggested, giving Dawn a gentle pat on the ass.
Dawn nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Jane and stacy finished getting dressed and followed behind Dawn to the kitchen. They found her rummaging through the pantry, searching for the ingredients to make spaghetti.
"Need some help?" Jane asked, stepping up beside Dawn.
Dawn nodded, a grateful expression on her face. "Yeah, I think I found everything. Can you grab the tomatoes from the fridge?"
Jane did as she was asked, grabbing the tomatoes and handing them over to Dawn. She couldn't help but notice the way Dawn's shorts rode up, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her ass.
There was a noise at the door as
it opened, and Stacy turned her head to see her husband, Jim, walk in.
"Hey, honey," he said, giving Stacy a kiss on the cheek. "How was your day?"
“It was great! Me and the girls
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