Heather rocked back and forth on my fingers. With that encouragement, I slipped off her t-shirt, revealing a white covering her virgin pussy. Juicy sucking and slurping sounds emanated from her mouth. Heather rarely wore a bra around the house, preferring just the light tank tops or a loose t-shirt, and, there had been many occasions when I'd seen right down her top. I blasted the first load in a long time, feeling like it would never end.
Isn't that what your first time was like? I could hear her actions becoming more frantic as she approached her climax and I matched her paced. They weren't lewd or conspicuous, but instead spoke in giggles and innuendos. After several minutes, she concentrated both hands on my crotch and worked my cock free, through the fly. She sucked the tip like a Tootsie-Roll Pop then sunk her face down hard and fast, holding me against her tonsils before letting free with a gasp. Her breasts, I'm guessing a C-cup, barely drooped without the support of a bra. Her hips were thrusting to meet my tongue now.
She went to the closet and got a blanket. I was surprised to find myself holding back a tear as I contemplated living alone for the first time since my own college days. My daughter had collapsed onto her friend with her pussy thrust upward for my access. She hesitated, then spread her legs as she felt my breath on her pussy. I could hear her rinsing off the plates before putting them in the dishwasher when she let out a little squeal.
She was pushing on my head trying to increase the sensation. It was the one thing I didn't want to see my daughters do. I fixed my gaze right down the neckline of her top. The sound of her vibrator told me when she was teasing her clit and when she plunged it deep into her pussy. Angela, at 16, was a few months older than my daughter and had been developing into a beautiful young woman in the four years that I'd known her. A lovely girl, she came from a troubled home.
Her hand was stuffed down into the waistband of her pants. About a week later I was surprised when Cindy came home earlier than expected. I pulled her all the way down onto me and shot stream after stream of it deep inside her virgin womb. Her lips were outlined perfectly, the material tucked up slightly between them. She had dark hair and nice, smooth tanned skin. Heather's eyes were wide and fixed on Sam as her orgasm overtook her. She said that she was going to bed as soon as the movie was over.
She squeaked and squealed as I licked her pussy. For the most part, she lived a normal life and was even a fairly well-behaved child, up until her last year of high school. He was pissed and rammed my pussy as hard as he could until his hot liquid shot all over me. She almost made it, I thought to myself. I've never been much of the heavy-handed type, so, more often than not, the friend in me came out. She co-opted the exercise space I had built in the basement for her routine. I slid back into her and really started pounding her.
I pulled my cock out of her mouth and reached down to remove that. Her own orgasm and juices mixed with mine as she grappled and squeezed my cock tightly with her pussy. She returned with a flirtatious air kiss and sparkling eyes. It was so hot I thought I was going to cum right there, but I fought off the urge. The girls giggled as they trotted down the hall and shut Heather's bedroom door. Her skin was naturally dark, a year-round tan she called it, which probably gave the areola their dark tone.
I found it unsettling to watch her smoke. She closed her eyes and began to slowly work my cock into the entrance. Heather slowly got to her feet, holding my gaze, a thin smile on her lips. She looked up at me with wonder and lust in her eyes. Her 34-b beauties must be very sensitive because she loves having her tits sucked.
Sam was bouncing her head up and own in long strokes, deep throating my cock with every bob. Heather held her chin, her thumb and fingers wrapped onto Sam's cheeks. As the movie play I lightly caressed her side. The process repeated several times as they swapped my cum back and forth between them. Karen looked at me like she was going to cry if I said no.
I told Angela that I wanted to please her with my mouth and went down between her legs. Her legs were long and smooth and on that night, being shown off by a pair of those tight little cotton shorts that young girls wear. I groaned loudly and smiled at Heather, holding her gaze a moment. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her hole was tightening around my and I knew it wouldn't be much longer.