"Hot mom,hot daughters" - читать интересную книгу автора (Logan Brad)

CHAPTER SIX

Pete didn't hear from Barb or Mrs. Clark for the next week. So Pete called up on the phone.

"I don't think she'll talk to you," Mrs. Clark, who answered, said. "But hang on and I'll tell her you're on the phone."

She came back a few minutes later. "She slammed her door and won't come to the phone," Mrs. Clark said. "I'm not surprised. She won't talk to me either. I think she needs some more time. I told her that it was all my fault, that I was telling you about my career and then showed you my act. I explained how we both got carried away. Barb isn't the type to get carried away, so she doesn't understand."

"I'll call back next week," Pete said.

He missed Barb, especially now that she had become looser with her sexual favors. But it was more than never getting another blow job from her. Pete really liked her and was hurt about what had happened.

Maybe Ann could help, he thought. Of course, in the back of his mind, there was the hope of fucking Ann again – a weird way to make up with Barb. But Pete was terribly horny. It seemed that the more he got fucked, the more fucking he needed!

He called Ann and asked to see her. Happy to bear from him, she invited him over that evening at seven.

During the bus ride, Pete almost forgot about his problem with Barb as he remembered the fun he'd had with Ann. He was eager to get to Ann's apartment. When he got off the bus, it was already ten minutes after seven. Pete knew she would only have an hour or so before she would have to go do another strip, and if he didn't hurry it would be too late.

So he began running. He got there in record time, but it was about twenty after seven.

When he knocked on Ann's door, he was out of breath. But his prick was hard. He listened eagerly for Ann's footsteps, but there were none. He knocked again, louder. No one answered.

She couldn't have left already, he knew. Maybe she was late getting back and was on her way. He tried the door and found it open, so he let himself in. He was sure Ann wouldn't mind since she expected him.

"Is that you, Pete?" Ann's voice called from the bedroom.

"Yeah," he said. "Didn't you hear me knocking?"

"You were so late…" Ann stopped talking as Pete entered her bedroom, seeing for himself why she hadn't answered his knock.

The black-haired stripper Pete had seen at the Kingston Hotel was in bed with Ann. They had a sheet pulled over them, but the bumps of their erect nipples on the sheet showed the teen that they were naked. And there was a scent of cunt juice in the air.

"I didn't think you were coming," Ann said. "Oh, do you know Joy? Joy, this is Pete."

They said hello. Pete felt a weird thrill at finding Ann in bed with another chick. But did that mean he was out of the running as far as fucking Ann went?

There was silence. Pete felt awkward, but he couldn't leave. What man could walk out of a room in which two naked and sexy chicks were under a sheet?

The girls looked at each other. Pete looked at them hopefully. He didn't know what it was he hoped for, but the possibilities seemed endless.

"Let's get him in bed with us," Joy said. "If you don't mind sharing him, that is."

"What do you think, Pete?" Ann said. "Want to join us?"

"Sure!" he said happily.

As he stripped, he felt a vague fear that he wouldn't know what to do with two chicks at once. But they apparently could do everything themselves and didn't need him. He could just go along for the ride.

Naked and hard, he approached the bed. The girls threw the sheet off, kicking it out of the way with their feet. The sight of their naked bodies lying side by side was staggering. Compared to Ann's voluptuous body, Joy's was boyish, with small well-formed tits. Her tanned skin was a nice contrast to Ann's pink-white flesh.

"Climb right in," Ann said. "We both want to get a hold of you."

Pete climbed over Ann and lay down between the girls. The bed and their bodies were hot and damp. As he made himself comfortable, the girls closed in on him, pressing their faces and tits toward him.

"Isn't he better to kiss than I am?" Ann asked Joy as she grabbed his cock.

"I don't know about that," Joy said. "But he does have a prick."

If Pete had merely rested there, the girls would have taken care of him. But he wanted more than to be taken care of – he wanted to fuck these two sexy chicks!

So he threw his arms around their shoulders, pulling them closer. He turned his face to Ann, kissing her deeply. Then he kissed Joy with the same passion. As they took turns kissing the teen, the chicks grabbed his prick and balls.

"I'm glad you showed up," Ann said as Pete stuck his tongue into Joy's mouth. "There really is nothing like a hard cock!"

As she spoke, Ann slithered down Pete's body until she could lick his prickhead. Joy was still playing with his cock as Ann licked, and one of the girls, he didn't know which, was squeezing his balls.

Pete grabbed Joy's tits. They were the smallest he'd handled, and he found that size wasn't very important after all. In fact, after Ann's and Mrs. Clark's big tits, a small neat pair like Joy's were a treat. They were firm and perfectly formed.

Ann's tongue, sliding around on his prickhead, took his mind off Joy's tits, though. He held Joy's erect nipple in his mouth, but the pleasure of being licked by Ann stole his attention. Joy realized that, so she took her tits from him and moved down his body beside Ann.

"Give me some!" Joy said as she shoved her face between Ann's at his throbbing prick.

Pete watched as Joy added her tongue to Ann's. They both were covering his prick with hungry swipes of their soft tongues.

"Gee!" Pete gasped with amazement as much as with pleasure as he looked down at the incredible sight of the chicks beside his legs and licking his prick like an ice cream cone melting in the sun.

It was Ann who held his balls, he saw. Joy held his cockshaft. But then they both let go of him so their tongues would have more territory to lick.

"Mmmmmm!" Ann moaned as she took his prickhead into her mouth.

Joy licked her way down his cockshaft to his balls. Cocking her head, she dipped her face between his thighs and took his balls into her mouth. She bit down until Pete yelped.

As the girls sucked and licked his prick and balls, they pressed their tits on his thighs, and Joy wrapped her thighs around his side and pressed her cunt to his foot. By wiggling that foot, Pete made her hum with pleasure on his balls.

Pete began writhing from the pleasure the girls gave him. He pulled a pillow beneath his head so he could watch comfortably.

As Ann held his prickhead in her mouth, she reached over to Joy and stroked her shoulders and neck. Then she reached for Joy's tits. Joy rolled back, lifting her tits from Pete's thighs and giving Ann's hand a chance to grab them.

The sight of Ann feeling Joy's tits thrilled Pete as much as their mouths on his prick and balls did. Joy still held his balls in her mouth as Ann squeezed her tits. Then Joy reached over to Ann's tits.

They felt each other up as Pete watched. Joy lifted her face from his balls and began kissing Ann's face as Ann sucked Pete's cock.

"You look so beautiful with a cock in your mouth!" Joy said, then stuck her tongue out and licked Ann's lips as they encircled Pete's prick.

Joy used her tongue to pry Ann's mouth from the teen's cock. Then she took his prick into her hot mouth as Ann kissed her face. They took turns and didn't fight over him.

Now Ann stuck her tongue into Joy's mouth. Since Pete's prick was already in there, Joy's mouth had to open wider. Finally, Joy lifted her mouth from the teen's prick and sucked in Ann's tongue. Pete's prick, throbbing madly, slapped against the chicks faces as they kissed. They were still grabbing each other's tits, too.

"Mmmmmmmm!" one of them hummed with passion.

Except for Pete's foot which still pressed against Joy's cunt, he might as well never have showed up. But he didn't mind being left out for a while. After all, having two chicks kissing and groping right on top of him was thrilling enough! And his prick was in contact with their kissing faces.

The girls seemed to have forgotten him. They squeezed their tits together as they kissed. So Pete decided to take matters into his own hands. He crawled out from under them. Then he went to the foot of the bed and approached from the opposite direction.

Joy lay with her legs spread. Her cunt smiled at Pete as he reached for her. Ann's thighs were closed, but Pete pulled her legs apart, opening her cunt too.

When the girls realized what Pete was trying to do, they both threw their legs wide open.

Between their long slender legs, Pete reached for the girls' cunts; Joy's with his left and Ann's with his right. He cupped their pussy mounds, finding Ann's more plump. Then he stuck his fingers into their cunt slots. They were both slippery with fuck juice, but they felt different since Joy had pussylips that protruded slightly – they were tabs of flesh which Pete took between his fingers. Then he sent a finger up their cunts.

"Ummmmmm!" they both moaned.

Joy's cunt was tighter. Pete figured that was because she was slimmer. Nevertheless, both pussies would make fabulous sheaths for his twitching cock!

Now that Pete had broken the cunt lapping barrier with Mrs. Clark, the cunts he now wore like rings made his mouth water.

The way he was lying made it more comfortable to stick his face into Joy's crotch first. So he kept his finger in Ann's cunt as he stuck out his tongue and licked Joy's pink pussy.

"Nnnnn!" she cried into Ann's mouth as Pete began running his tongue along her seeping cunt gash.

Pete tried out different ways of licking, using his tongue's pointy tip and its flat surface. He licked her pussy slot, her clit, and probed her cunt tunnel. Joy began wiggling her hips.

But Pete didn't linger. He moved his face to Ann's pussy and licked avidly. As he did, he stuck a finger back into Joy's cunt.

Ann reacted to his tongue with more passion than Joy did. She clamped her thighs on Pete's head and bucked her hips. Pete felt a crick in his neck, but he kept his tongue fucking into the cunt grinding on his face.

Pete pulled his head free and moved back to Joy's cunt. Back and forth his tongue went, licking the cunts. The girls were getting wilder. When he tried to pull his head from Ann's clamped thighs again, she held on tight, not wanting to lose his tongue.

"Don't stop!" Joy cried when he took his tongue from her cunt.

Pete had gotten himself in a predicament as both girls cried for his tongue. But, being a clever lad, he found a solution. He brought the chicks together, belly to belly, cunt to cunt. Then he got behind Joy and stuck his head into the two pressed together crotches. That way, he was able to lick them both with each swipe of his tongue.

The chicks' clits were almost touching, and Pete could flutter his tongue over both without moving his head. But he only did that between trips from one flowing pussy to the other.

"Eeeee!" the chicks wailed, still kissing each other.

As they neared ecstasy, they shook and jerked their lips, beating Pete's head between their thighs. But he toughed it out, keeping his tongue moving and lashing at their cunts even as they pound their clits together.

The muffled cries that issued from their kissing mouths thrilled Pete as much as did the wet cunt slots which his tongue fucked through.

"Ohhh! No more!" Ann cried as she pulled her pussy from Pete's tongue.

Now he concentrated his cunt lapping on Joy's cunt as she shook and wailed.

"Ohhhh! God!" she screamed as she came.

By the time Pete lifted his face from her cunt, his ears were bright red from the friction of their thighs. His face was soaked with cunt juice.

Just as he got to his knees, the chicks tackled him. Pete fell flat on his back, bouncing on the mattress. The girls were back at his prick, licking and sucking his throbbing cockshaft.

First, one would take his prick deep into her throat and bob her head up and down. The other would kiss his balls or the face of the other chick.

"My turn!" Ann said when Joy sucked too long.

Pete, after eating their cunts, was wild with lust. And now their mouths were bringing him near an explosion of ecstasy. But when the girls switched mouths, Pete's progress slowed. Tie moved up two rungs on the ladder of lust as they sucked, then moved down one as they switched, leaving his prick unsucked for a few seconds each time.

This way, Pete was building up a tremendous head of steam. When the valves opened, there was going to be havoc!

"Ohhhh!" Pete gasped.

He loved the look on the chicks' faces as they waited to get his prick into their mouths again. They looked so eager, as though they were afraid the other was going to get to drink all his gism.

They both put a hand on his cockshaft so each could jerk his prickhead to her mouth faster when her turn came. And, now that Pete was gasping, they pulled his prick from mouth to mouth after only a few dips of their heads. So now their hands, tugging his prick back and forth, gave his cock a message which added to the pleasure of their sucking.

"Aaaaa!" Pete cried in lust as he felt his orgasm rage.

Joy thrust her head at his spewing prick before Ann's head was out of the way. But neither chick was willing to let the other have his spewing prick. So they both pressed their open mouths at his cock, getting some of his fuck cream into their mouths, but most of it shot on their faces.

Pete's orgasm was robbed of some intensity since neither chick was really sucking him now. But their tongues were licking him, coaxing more jism from him. And the sight of them struggling to get an extra gob made up for the lack of friction from their mouths.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" Pete gasped as the last of his cream was licked by their flashing tongues.

The teen leaned back, spent and gasping. But the struggle at his prick continued. Lifting his head again, Pete watched the girls licking his gism from each other's face. When they'd licked up every drop, they pressed their open mouths together, trying to taste what was left in each other's mouth.

Even in his exhausted condition, their wild greed amazed the teen. They never stopped. Even when every bit of his jism must have been swallowed, the girls wrestled, kissing and knocking their tits together.

Pete was content to watch now. It seemed that they had gotten hot again from sucking him off, and they would have to give each other another orgasm before finding peace.

They reached for each other's cunt, dipping their fingers into them. Pete watched with pleasure and curiosity. They finger fucked each other as he had finger fucked them, he noticed with satisfaction.

They began shivering, then quaking violently as they both neared release. Their bodies began to sweat, making the sight even more spectacular for the teen who watched in awe.

Finally, the girls let go of each other and rolled onto their backs. Pete watched their tits heaving.

"Shit!" Ann said as she glanced at the clock.

"We've got to go!"

"What a rotten shame!" Joy said as she got up.

Pete watched them dress. Watching them finger fucking had stiffened his prick again, and he was all ready for more action.

"See you later!" Ann and Joy called back to the teen as they rushed out the door.

Pete, left alone, relaxed and rested. The thrill of perverted sex made the peace and quiet of the empty apartment a welcomed respite.

As he lounged around, Pete remembered why he had come to Ann in the first place – he wanted to get her help patching up the situation with Barb. But he couldn't wait until she got back. He had told his parents he was going to the library, and he had to get home. But since he hadn't talked to Ann about Barb, he still had a good reason to come back.