Through eyes still hazy from my suckling masturbation, I sat up and looked at the bright outside. Then I shrugged the rest of the way out of my bra straps and let it fall behind me onto the couch.
“I hadn’t noticed that large painting above your fireplace,” I offered. “It’s very sensual! It almost looks like… ummmm, if the colors were a little different…”
“It is a Georgia O’Keeffe,” Anita answered. “It’s called Flower Abstraction. I have another in my bedroom called Orange Petals. She does wonderful work with the swirls of flower closeups. Actually, I chose it because it reminds me of some other petals that have pinkish swirls and depth when you slide them apart.”
She raised the waistband of my panties. “If you just didn’t have these on, you might be able to tell.”
“You surround yourself with sensuality, Anita,” I cooed, leaning her head onto the warm shoulder next to me, and lifting my hips a bit to let Anita’s fingers slide deeper. “And your beautiful daughter is bringing all that into her being as well. I do hope Juli’s training has enough of that soft element. She has turned into more than a bit of a naughty mouth when she feels aroused.”
“Nothing wrong with that, Leslie,” Anita countered, “showing Amy how to let those thoughts go openly, turning into sometimes wicked words… she needs a little more of that. They look so comfortable with each other. I do love it that Amy has found a friend who has such an adorable aunt, and who has taught her all the delicious things a young girl can know about.”
We watched the two girls peering in for a minute or two, my right leg slung up over Anita’s thigh so that both of us had our legs nicely spread, pointing toward the large glass doors. The girls giggled and whispered some more, then turned to face to each other, rubbing their noses back and forth a bit. Amy’s long flat tongue licked out and slid from Juli’s chin upwards to her nose, and then, turning her head a bit sideways, back and forth across Juli’s mouth.
“Hmmm,” Anita queried, “is that some kind of ‘girlfriend ritual’ or something?”
I lifted her hips a bit further to allow Anita’s fingers full access, and we watched as Juli performed the exact same licking pattern across Amy’s chin, nose, and mouth. The two girls had dropped their tee shirts and their hands were cupping each other’s young firm breasts.
“That is probably my fault, Anita. Some time ago Juli particularly wanted some kissing lessons. The little minx. I wonder now if she was just using it as an excuse for us to touch, but whatever it was, it got to be very… well… into exploring each other’s mouths and tongues in a way that produced a lot of wetness, and I’m not even sure just how it went there, but she was very much into that, and so the licking and sharing saliva from our mouths back and forth sort of got to be a thing for us. Maybe she has led Amy down that path. I wouldn’t want her to go too overboard that way, if it’s not your style.”
“Are you kidding?” Anita giggled, letting her fingers slide into my wet groove, and then pulling her hand back out to lick the sweet woman nectar from them. “All the different kinds of girl wetness and taste we can give each other are wonderfully exciting to me, and if Amy learns to enjoy that from a sweet one like Juli, then that’s a plus in my book!”
I glowed at the way she and I seemed to fit, and how well our darling girls seemed to fit, learning from each other, fully aware of both their own body sensations and those of their mom and aunt. It was clear from how the girls were putting on a little show for us, just outside the glass, how much they enjoyed all of it… they tugged on nipples and continued licking each other’s mouths, faces, necks and firm young titties, not caring where the saliva seemed to flow.
Anita obviously could tell that I was mesmerized by their openly intimate and naughty wet play. She said, “It occurs to me that there is one thing you and Juli have both helped me with that you haven’t had the chance to experience yet, dear Leslie. It looks like they might be just in the kind of mood we need for that, and it feels like you might already be in the mood, too.”
She rose and with a few strides tapped on the glass door, crooking her finger to call the girls inside. Then she returned to me, smiling, pulled off my soaked panties, and guided me a kneeling position on the couch, on hands and knees.
“There is just enough room for you two to lie side by side,” she said to Amy and Juli, patting the couch under my hanging, swaying tits, “with your heads right under here.”
The girls looked at each other, giggled, quickly stripped their shorts and panties, and clambered up onto the couch, hip to hip, snuggling underneath me.
“Juli, your auntie hasn’t had the chance to feel both of her delicious nipples suckled at once, especially by two such eager sweet young mouths. Amy, for sure you know how to give her all the pleasure a woman can stand, don’t you, darling?” said Anita.
My head swam in anticipation as I leaned down to kiss and lick the two girls’ slim bellies that lay just below my mouth. I felt the pressure of Anita’s warm hand on my shoulder blades, caressing them, fingertip stroking my back, and then urging me to lower my tits to their waiting mouths. My full, heavy C cups swayed like pendulums, my extended nipples sliding back and forth across the young faces until the girls opened their mouths and captured both of them, immediately licking, swirling, opening their mouths wider to take in the nipples and my large light brown areolae, filling their little mouths with as much as they could pull in, and then releasing, until their lips closed just around my nipples, suckling, sliding their slippery tongues back and forth over the tips, circling around them in tight swirls, and then sucking again.
I heard myself mew, and sighed, “God ohhh god yes, darlings, do it to me just like that.” Then, as I felt Anita’s exploring fingers slide up the insides of my thighs, I braced myself on my hands and opened my knees as far as I could for her.
Amy released the luscious breast long enough to look over at Juli, smiling at how Juli was so good at imitating her technique. “I love your auntie’s tits, Juli,” she grinned. “No milk for us, but her nipples are amazingly big, and can you feel how she jumps when you use your teeth just a little bit?”
Juli nodded, “ummm hmmm,” turning to her barely teen lover for a sloppy tongue kiss, and then raised her hands to hold each side of her Aunt Leslie’s breast, manipulating it, rubbing the hard nipple around her face from eyes to chin and across her closed mouth in the slippery wetness. Amy did the same on the other side, and then they resumed their attack on my overly sensitive teats.
I groaned and wiggled my hips against the palm of Anita’s hand as it slid between my legs to cup my vulva, massaging it, back and forth, then letting a thumb slide into my well lubricated pussy.
“Please, ohhh, please, yes, use your teeth just a little more. Nip at me a little, suckle auntie’s tits… harder… unhhhhhh yessss.”
Juli and Amy responded to my urgings with their mouths, and with their own fingers, now with arms crossed over each other to find the smooth bare girl petals, slits and clits that were crying for attention. It drove me crazy to see them so wantonly spreading their slim legs for each other, exploring, fingers two at a time parting their folds. I watched with my head spinning, and then in amazement as Juli pulled her fingers from her friend’s oozing slick cunnie and lifted them to my mouth, offering a taste of Amy’s teen juices. Eagerly I sucked and licked and cleaned her fingers, only to find them replaced by Amy’s fingers, coated with the familiar taste of my darling niece.
I could feel Anita’s mouth on my bare ass cheek, licking each side, then nipping just a little, teasing and tasting. She worked her hand further so that her fingers found my clit as well, scissoring it, rolling it, flicking it with a fingertip until I felt the signs I knew so well begin. Tightness, pulsing around Anita’s thumb, more feverish bucking of my hips, and unintelligible hisses and moans and half words falling from my mouth.
Sensing what was going on with me, the two girls increased their speed and pressure, and first Juli, then Amy went over the top as well, letting go of the soft dangling tits above them and turning into each other’s arms, licking and kissing one another’s mouths as they felt their own orgasms overtake them.
I went down onto my elbows, and the girls giggled as they slid out from underneath, rolling onto the far end of the couch, still clinging to each other, faces flushed, hair disheveled, legs splayed without modesty of any kind. Anita gently let her thumb slide out of my dripping channel, but continued to gently cup and roll my pussy lips, as if finishing a fine massage, letting her friend come down from what she knew was a huge orgasm.
“Isn’t it beautiful, Leslie?” Anita whispered, kneeling beside the couch and leaning over my prone body as I extended my legs and lay gasping on my stomach. “Isn’t it the most intense thing, to be milked, as it were, by two sweet young and nubile girls?”
I rolled onto my side, nodding, smiling, extending a hand to Anita’s arm to return a loving stroke. “More than beautiful, my lover friend. It’s almost overwhelming!” Then I cocked my head enough to address the two girls. “Is that what you were whispering about outside, you two, when we first saw you there?”
Juli looked at Amy, then back at me. “Actually, no, Aunt Leslie. Actually,” she paused, “actually, I was wondering if it isn’t time for you to be opening up your lake cabin, and do you remember I got to go along last spring when you did, and, well, I was just wondering if maybe Amy and her mom could go along with us for a girls’ club kinda like weekend, maybe?”
I smiled broadly. “Oh, Juli, I’m sure your mom would be fine with that, and it’s clear that we all know each other well enough now that any of the ‘girls’ club’ things we did there wouldn’t have to be a secret, right?”
“Told ya it would be okay,” Juli smiled at Amy, then turned to me again. “Ummm, there’s one more thing, maybe, though. Amy has a friend who has been sorta talking to her about things, and Amy thinks it’s a perfect sort of time to see if she is thinking what we think she is thinking…”
Juli’s words rambled a bit, and Anita asked, “Is it Tracy, the girl you’ve been hanging with after school some this spring?”
Amy nodded. “Yeah… she talks a lot about things she’s done at sleepovers that I haven’t been at, but I think she’s in a way asking if I would ever do those things or if she is crazy to do them and stuff like that. I just know she is ready to be in a girls’ club, and we could, well, Juli says the cabin is a cool place to be private and do… whatever…”
I looked at Anita with a rather wicked smile. “Could be dangerous, Anita. We would have to take it step by step, but you never know. What do you think?”
Anita’s smile grew quickly. “I think my daughter is a pretty good judge of what other girls are thinking, and if we can help with that, from what I know of Tracy, we would all enjoy her company.”
Juli jumped up and clapped her hands. “COOOL!” she exclaimed. “This will be the best girls’ club ever, I just know it!”
Continue on to Chapter 7
Can’t wait for the trip to the beach house. 😉
Or lake cabin. Teehee.