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Inspired by the example set by Stephanie and Kelly, Stacie decided to lick her daughter’s pussy without the usual trappings of the Pony game. Instead of having the girl on top, as they’d always done before with oral sex, Stacie kept Jordan lying down this time, on her back. She wrapped her arms around the child’s slim thighs and began to kiss and lick her.
Jordan was surprised. She knew sometimes people did it like this, she’d seen them, but she never thought about it being that way with her. Just Pony or Pony-Pony, that was what they always did, the only games she’d ever played. It took a few minutes for her to stop thinking about the difference and just feel what her mommy was doing to her.
On the second bed in the same room, Eve and her daughters lay together naked, softly caressing and quietly talking.
“I just want to make sure you guys are okay,” Eve said. “I hope this isn’t too much for you. We can leave if you think you want to.”
“Are you kidding? No way,” said Gwen. “I’m really glad we’re here. It’s great. I wanna do something with Kelly if I can.”
She raised her head and looked over at the other bed to see her friend with her face between a little girl’s legs, one of the twins. Gwen didn’t know whether it was Holly or Hailey. She couldn’t tell them apart. “It looks like she’s busy now, but maybe later. I sure don’t want to go, though.”
“Yeah, me neither,” agreed Paige. “I think there’s a lot of other cool stuff we could do first.”
As she said that, she glanced down at the end of the bed, where Carol and Veronica were on their knees face to face, furiously masturbating each other, fingers plunging deep inside juicy pussies, each sister with an arm around the other’s waist. They were alternating dirty talk with wet kisses.
Eve chuckled. “Those two are pretty wild, aren’t they?”
“Yeah,” nodded Gwen. Then she grinned at Paige. “I wonder if you and me’ll be like that when we’re old like them.”
Paige giggled, but Eve said, “Hush, they’re not old. Unless you think I’m old too.”
Gwen started to apologize, but then they heard the cries from the other bed.
The second orgasm for the young blonde twins came fairly quickly. They were still in a state of high arousal after their first, and so when Kelly put her mouth on Hailey’s pussy, and when Stephanie started kissing and nibbling at Holly’s erect clit, it didn’t take long before their squeals of ecstasy again were filling the room at the condo.
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Things were finally winding down at Sheila’s house. The group there had embarked on their orgy a bit earlier and it had been extremely intense much of the time, so now the women and girls were feeling spent. Most of them, anyway.
Sheila sat up and looked around the room, smiling as she wiped her chin and licked her lips. She’d just finished eating Bridget’s pussy, bringing her sister to an explosively wet orgasm. It was really great, she felt fantastic. Her clit was throbbing, her vagina pulsing with erotic energy. She’d already come maybe half a dozen times herself and had given those around her at least that many climaxes, if not more. But Sheila still wasn’t ready to stop, not yet.
Nearly everyone else appeared to be finished, though. Bridget was on her back on the floor, panting, her eyes closed. She was holding Debby, who was petting her and kissing her cheek. Tina and Amanda were nestled together in the corner of the sofa, cuddling and breathing softly. They seemed to be almost asleep. Erin and Bambi were lying nearby, on their sides. They’d finished a 69 a few minutes earlier and both looked wiped out now.
Then Sheila saw Angela getting up off of Fiona. She’d been tribbing with the girl. Sheila didn’t know whether or not Angela had come, but Fiona must have. She was still shuddering slightly and her face and body were flushed with a post-orgasmic glow. Her eyes were closed, her hands over her little breast buds, her cute legs spread apart. Sheila loved her younger daughter and was tempted to lick her pussy again, but then Angela made eye contact with her.
In all the frenzied activity that evening, the two women had not had sex with each other yet. They’d been able to reach out a few times during all the rolling around to stroke a thigh or fondle a breast, but had not really engaged directly. It was time.
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As Holly and Hailey completed the second orgasms of their young lives, Stephanie and Kelly lifted their mouths from the girls’ pussies and smiled at one another. They remained that way for a few seconds, grinning and giggling, enjoying the shared knowledge of what they had just done.
Giving Kelly a wink, Stephanie moved up far enough to hug and kiss the little blondes, telling them both how much she loved them. When she drew away, the twins turned to face each other, entwining their arms and legs, hugging tightly.
Stephanie took Kelly’s hand in hers, squeezing it. They sat a moment longer, looking down at the girls, and then Stephanie raised Kelly’s hand to her lips, tenderly kissing her fingers,
“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” Stephanie whispered as she turned toward the nude teenager.
She gazed into her adopted daughter’s eyes, feeling a deep surge of affection for her. “You are so precious to me, Kelly. So beautiful and smart and funny, and so kind. The way you love animals and care for them, the way you’re so good with your little sisters, the way you always try to be the best person you can be. I love you so much.”
She kissed the girl’s hand again, then lowered it to her breast, pressing it over her stiff nipple. “I love you and I want you.”
“Oh, Mommy…”
Their mouths came together, and they kissed for the first time not as mother and daughter, but as lesbian lovers.
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Angela got to her feet, facing Sheila. She didn’t come any closer yet, just stood looking from across the room. One hand went to a breast, squeezing and pinching the erect nipple as the other slid down between her legs. She shoved two fingers deep inside her pussy, jiggling them around, then drew them out and raised them to her mouth, tasting herself. While doing all this, she never took her eyes away from Sheila’s.
“You’re a slut,” Angela said to her, “a fucking slut.”
That got the attention of the others. Everyone opened their eyes. Most of those who were lying down sat up.
Still looking at Sheila, Angela nodded, “You love dirty sex, don’t you, slut? You love to fuck little girls — I’ve seen you do it.”
She pointed around the room. “You fucked your daughters tonight, both of them, you fucked my daughter, Bambi, and Tina’s daughter, Amanda. I saw you kissing and fingering Debby. You fucked your own sister, Bridget, and you fucked Tina. You’ve fucked everyone here so far, everyone but me.”
“That’s right, bitch.” Sheila stood up, placing her hands on her hips, showing mock defiance. “What are you gonna do about it?”
It was clear to all that this was a game of sorts because neither of the women appeared the least bit angry. In fact, both were smiling.
Angela took a step toward Sheila. “I’m gonna lick your cunt, slut, and fuck you with my fingers and make you come in my mouth and keep coming until you scream for me to stop.”
With a laugh, Sheila tossed her head back. She arched her pelvis in Angela’s direction while reaching her hands down between her legs to pull her labia wide open. “You want my fucking cunt, bitch? You want this fucking cunt in your dirty whore mouth?”
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Veronica and Carol both came loudly, kneeling face to face, fucking each other’s pussies. As they finished, they brought their wet fingers up to their mouths, licking and sucking and tasting and kissing, all at once.
“You’re so goddamn hot,” panted Carol.
“So are you,” her sister replied, “very fucking hot.” Then her gaze turned slowly toward Paige. “And so is she.”
The stunning young brunette was sitting up now, watching them and grinning, a coquettish twinkle in her beautiful blue eyes.
Veronica cocked an eyebrow at Eve. “Would you mind if we… wanted to have some fun with your daughter?”
“Not at all,” the woman smiled, “as long as she wants it, too.” Eve touched Paige’s arm. “Would you like to play with them for a while, honey?”
The 11-year-old nodded, swallowing and licking her lips. She was very excited about it, and also a little nervous. These two seemed a bit more… energetic than anyone she’d been with so far.
Carol reached out and took the child by the hand, drawing her toward them. “You are just so gorgeous, such a sexy young girl. I can’t take my eyes off you.”
“Um, th-thanks.” Paige didn’t want to stutter, but her stomach was doing flips, her pulse racing. What would they do with her?
Eve sat up, placing her hands on her younger daughter’s shoulders from behind, giving a gentle squeeze. Softly kissing her cheek, she whispered, “It’s all right, baby, just relax and have a good time. They won’t hurt you, I promise. If they did, I’d kill them.”
That made Paige giggle.
“No, we won’t hurt the little girl, of course we won’t,” Carol smiled. “But we are going to fuck the living daylights out of her.”
“Damn right,” confirmed Veronica, putting a hand between her own legs, rubbing her pussy. “Do you want that, Paige? Do you want my sister and I to fuck you hard, make you come?”
The girl licked her lips again, nodding. “Uh-huh, y-yeah, yeah, I do.”
Eve gave Paige one more kiss and another squeeze, then left her to the older women for their mutual pleasure. Taking Gwen by the hand, she led her to the other bed.
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Stepping close to Sheila, Angela grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her savagely, shoving her tongue deep into the woman’s mouth, sucking, growling, biting, nearly drawing blood.
Sheila swooned, feeling faint. She’d had more than a few male lovers in a sexually adventurous life, but not once had she been kissed like that, so ferociously. It was overwhelming — and also intensely arousing. As she regained her equilibrium, she grabbed the blonde’s ass, squeezing hard, pulling their crotches together.
Then suddenly, without warning, Angela broke the kiss and pushed hard on Sheila’s chest, knocking her off balance. They were standing in front of the sofa, so as the woman fell she landed on the center cushion. Tina was on one side of her, with Amanda on her lap. Bridget was on the other side, holding Debby.
Angela quickly bent down and grabbed Sheila’s ankles, forcibly spreading her legs wide apart. “Hold her,” she commanded Tina and Bridget. They did as directed, each taking a firm grip on a shapely leg.
Sheila was spread-eagled, her swollen, wet, inflamed sex fully exposed to everyone. Angela stood for a moment, breathing hard, looking down at her prey, then gazed slowly around the room, making eye contact with each person. She finished with Bambi, on the floor near her feet, and gave a little nod. Understanding immediately, the child went to find her mother’s bag and bring her what she wanted.
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Stephanie lay on top of Kelly, holding her, caressing her, kissing her. They kissed for a long time, in no hurry to do anything else, though both knew that much more was coming.
During the past five years, since the time she and Kelly’s mother, Veronica, became lovers, Stephanie had enjoyed watching the girl grow up. When they’d first met, Kelly was only 9, still just a skinny little sandy-haired thing with freckles, a big smile, and those irresistible green eyes. She had a funny, quirky personality, bright and curious, sweet and loving, eager and playful. Stephanie adored her from the start and the two moved easily into a loving mother-daughter relationship.
As Kelly entered puberty and her two moms patiently explained to her about periods and tampons and sore developing breasts and all that, Stephanie found herself beginning to have other feelings for the nubile girl, powerful but forbidden sexual desires. That was the one thing she’d kept from Veronica, the only secret she hadn’t shared with her lover. Now, of course, there was no longer any reason to keep anything hidden, it could all come out. They could and would do anything they wanted with each other.
Stephanie’s tongue and lips played at Kelly’s earlobes, her neck, her throat, her chest, soon finding those small sensitive nipples. The lightest feather touch of tongue or fingers on her breasts made Kelly shudder with arousal, her clit throbbing with need.
As her wonderful beloved mommy slowly moved down, soft full lips trailing across her belly, then reaching her mound, Kelly experienced something like a pre-climax, a delirious thrill coursing through her body, a shiver of excitement that left her tingling all over, sweat beading her forehead, nipples aching, pussy lips swelling and dripping. She could barely catch her breath, couldn’t stop herself from shaking, almost couldn’t stand the wait until she felt that tongue, that mouth on her most private parts.
No one had ever done that with Kelly. Until a little earlier that evening, when Jordan played Pony-Pony with her, the only orgasms she’d ever had were from masturbating. She often fantasized about oral sex, and in some of her wildest reveries had even imagined having Mom or Mommy lick her there — and now, omigod, it was coming true!
She briefly wondered if she was clean enough, worried that she might smell bad or something… but as she felt the gentle touch of fingers on the insides of her thighs, and then as she felt that unbelievably perfect caress of tongue and lips and mouth on her, so warm and moist and loving, so enveloping, taking her in, making her belong to another… all her worries melted away as Kelly melted inside.
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Angela began with an oral assault on Sheila. Kneeling in front of her, she licked and sucked the woman’s vivid pink pussy, tasting her pungent juices, nibbling at her labia, tonguing her vagina and teasing her clit as Tina and Bridget held her legs. She already knew how easily and how often Sheila could come — that was apparent to everyone, since her climaxes were so loud — and it would take all of Angela’s skill to keep her on the edge for as long as possible, not quite going over the top but almost there.
Two fingers slid easily inside Sheila’s sopping wet cunt. Two, however, were not quite enough. Three would be better, Angela thought, a tighter fit, ideal for hard fucking. She turned her hand, twisting the fingers, stretching Sheila’s vagina, hearing the woman moan in response. Reaching in deeper, probing, she located a small firm bulge on the front wall, the G-spot. Now that she knew where it was, Angela gave it just a slight tickle. Too much would make Sheila come sooner than she wanted.
An audience had gathered around. Not only were Bridget and Tina and their daughters looking on closely, but Erin and Fiona were right there as well, and Bambi too. So intent was everyone on observing the hot dirty sex that no one noticed what Bambi held behind her.
“Pull them back, even more,” Angela directed her helpers. They did, until Sheila’s legs were wide apart, almost perpendicular to her body.
“Oww, that hurts,” she whimpered.
“Shut up, slut,” Angela hissed, then ordered, “Erin, Fiona, get behind the sofa, now. Grab your mother’s arms, hold them back, hold them tight.”
Wide-eyed, the girls hurried to do as they were told.
Debby huddled against Bridget. “It’s okay,” her mother whispered, reassuring the girl, “they’re only playing, it’s just a game.”
“A game?”
“Uh-huh, it’s all right, no one’s really going to get hurt.”
“Okay.”
Angela heard the exchange and winked at Debby, giving her a warm soft smile. Somehow, incomprehensibly, the woman had transformed in an instant from a scary threatening monster to a comforting maternal figure. It made Debby feel much better, but also mystified.
Then just as quickly, Angela was back in character. With three fingers still deep inside Sheila’s vagina, she sneered, “You fucking slut. You’re a cunt. That’s all you are, a fucking cunt.”
She reached up with her other hand and grabbed a breast, squeezing it hard. It hurt, but Sheila loved it. Angela pinched and pulled the nipple, then slapped the breast, making it sting, bringing tears to her eyes. She slapped it again, slapping the nipple. It hurt, Jesus fuck, it hurt so good!
“Say it! Say ‘I’m a slut, a fucking slut!’”
Sheila couldn’t help but grin as she repeated the words. “It’s true. I’m a slut, a fucking slut.”
“Say you want me to make you come.” Another hard slap on the breast.
“I do. I want you to make me come!”
“Right here, in front of these little girls, you want me to fuck your cunt with my fingers and eat your pussy and make you come in my mouth?”
“Yes! Yes, I do! God please fuck me and make me come!”
Angela’s fingers were moving fast inside Sheila now, pumping in and out. She gave the breast a final stinging slap, then pinched and twisted the erect nipple one more time before bringing her hand back down between the woman’s legs. As she fastened her mouth over Sheila’s clit and began to suck, she pushed a finger up inside her anus, filling both holes.
“Nnngghhh god —” Sheila choked, her eyes watery, her body convulsing. She tried to pull her arms down but the girls held them fast. She felt invaded, dominated, used — and oh fuck it was so goddamn hot. She exploded into orgasm.
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The twins were still wrapped together, clinging tightly, but also kissing now, tongues in each other’s mouths. Eve and Gwen stopped to admire them briefly. It was such a beautiful sight, a pair of 8-year-old girls in a sensual embrace.
They also saw Stephanie eating Kelly, the teen lying with her head thrown back, her eyes closed, her hands on her small breasts.
Gwen whispered to her mom, “I guess she’s still busy.”
“Yeah,” Eve chuckled. “But you’ll get your chance soon, I think. Meanwhile…”
They went to the foot of the bed, where Jordan was pushing herself up, grinning. Her face was flushed. She’d enjoyed two wonderful orgasms that way, her mother licking her little clit.
“Mommy, that was nice!” she said.
“I’m glad you liked it,” Stacie replied, giving her a kiss on the lips.
“Can we play with you?” Eve asked sweetly.
“Of course,” nodded Stacie.
“Hi, Gwen!” Jordan chirped, with a happy smile.
“Hi, honey.”
“Wanna play Pony with me?”
“Um, okay, sure, I guess.”
The 7-year-old flopped back down on the bed, scooting toward the middle a little bit so Gwen would have plenty of room to kneel over her face.
“You ride Pony on me now,” she said, opening her mouth and sticking her little pink tongue way out.
Gwen glanced at her mother, who gave her a wink, and then at Stacie, who nodded, “Go on, it’s okay.”
After taking a deep breath, the tall teenager swung a leg over the 7-year-old. Earlier she had watched Jordan do this on top of Kelly, so she knew what was expected. Using her fingers, she pulled back her labia, exposing her clit, then slowly lowered her pussy to the child’s mouth.
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It was time for the G-spot. As Sheila finished one tremendous climax, Angela continued sucking her clit, but instead of finger-fucking her, she found that spot again and stimulated it with her fingertips. The reaction was almost instantaneous — a second climax, this one even louder and wetter than the first.
And still Angela didn’t stop. She kept sucking the woman’s clit while fingering her cunt and her asshole, and Sheila didn’t stop either. She experienced wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure, one orgasm indistinguishable from the next.
Briefly, Angela now lifted her face from Sheila’s crotch, long enough to say to Tina and Bridget, “Suck her nipples, suck them hard,” and to Erin and Fiona, “Pull her arms up even more, way up!”
They did as instructed and Sheila found herself completely exposed, her legs wide open, arms high over her head, nipples being sucked, ass and pussy invaded, totally at the mercy of this hot blonde dominatrix — who showed no inclination toward mercy.
Finally, after several more minutes, when Sheila was hoarse from screaming, her eyes streaming with tears of pleasure, Angela drew back. Sliding her fingers out of the woman’s orifices, she got to her feet.
“Don’t let go,” she said. “Keep holding her, but we’ll let her rest a bit.”
She turned to Bambi, who smiled up at her. Angela bent and kissed the child, kissing her daughter with her tongue. Bambi happily reciprocated. Then Angela took from the 10-year-old what she’d been holding behind her back: a big black cock, a strap-on dildo, double-ended so one part could penetrate Angela’s cunt while she fucked Sheila’s pussy with the other.
Bambi helped her mother strap it on, then handed her a tube of K-Y Jelly.
Sheila’s nose was running. Her eyes were wet. She could barely see anything and was having a hard time catching her breath. But she was able to tell what was happening.
“Fuck yeah,” she mumbled hoarsely, “fuck yeah.”
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