her.
He opened her split wide with his fingers and rammed his tongue deep in her hole.
“Fuck, honey, you’re gonna make me cum. Please don’t stop, it feels so fucking good. I can feel it startin’… Ooooh, yes, yes, yes, so fuckin’ good!”
It was the same thing Beth had said, practically. These sisters like their cunts eaten, he thought. Maybe Beth will suck cock, too. He was at her clit now, rolling it with his lips, flicking it rapidly with his tongue. Babs was jerking spastically, guttural moans hissing through her lips. Her cunt was getting sloppy, the juices flowing.
“I’m coming you wonderful fucker, you wonderful mouth fucker. Stick your tongue way up my cunt… now… now!”
She held his face tight between her legs and bucked with her ass. She lifted high and held tight against him for several seconds, then slumped back, her breath coming in tight little gasps. Babs had cum harder than she had ever done before.
“Oh, Jesus, Andy, that was wonderful. I really loved it,” she said.
“No one ever ate you before?”
“No one. The guys I run with don’t do it. I’m going to find some new guys. All they want to do is stick it in, jerk a couple of times, and spit their cream all over everything. That’s okay, but shit, this is heaven.”
She got weakly to her feet and started dressing.
“Next time you gotta fuck me, Andy, you just gotta. I want it so bad from you. If you fuck half as good as you suck, I’ll surely die, but I’ll die happy. You don’t jerk it a couple of times and then shoot your load, do you?”
“No way, baby. When I fuck you, you’ll know you’ve been fucked, but we can’t do it here, too risky.”
“We can do it in the car.”
“It’s no good in the car, too uncomfortable. Maybe at your place some time when your folks are gone, or we could get a motel room.”
“Yes, in a motel. I’d love that.”
Andy, laughed. “You better get your little ass out of here.”
Babs kissed him hard on the mouth. “Jesus, Andy, I really dig you.” She kissed him again and ran for the door. She didn’t even notice Beth sitting in the VW.
Beth watched her run to the car. When Babs pulled out of sight, she got out and went into the house. Andy was in the kitchen mixing a drink.
“Hi, honey,” he said when she appeared in the door. “You’re home early.”
“Yeh,” Beth answered.
He took a big swallow of whiskey and came over and kissed her. She stiffened. The whiskey hadn’t killed it. The taste of sex was on his mouth.
He kissed her there. The bastard kissed her cunt, Beth thought.
“What’s the matter, honey?” Andy asked.
“Fix me a drink, too. I think I need it.”
“Have a bad day?”
“Not really, at least until a little while ago.”
Andy paled. “What do you mean?”
“I came home early, remember? I saw you and Babs. I saw what she did to you. I saw her blowing you off.”
“Oh, Jesus, I… I…”
“Fix me a drink. I need a fucking drink, a strong one.”
Andy went back to the counter and filled a glass half full of whiskey.
“No water, just a couple of cubes,” she said.
He brought her the glass and she took a quick belt.
“Did you like it? Is it fun to have a little girl suck your cock?” she sneered.
Andy sat down and put his head in his hands. “God, I… I don’t know what to say. It just happened, that’s all.”
“Did you fuck her?”
“No.”
“You ate her cunt, though. Didn’t you?”
“Yes,” he answered weakly.
“Did it taste good? Was it nicer than mine?”
He didn’t answer.
Beth pulled her skirt up and pushed her panties down below her crotch. “Would you like to suck mine now? Give you something to compare.”
“Beth, honey, please…”
“Tell me how a little fifteen year old came in here and seduced you.”
“She didn’t. It was my fault, all my fault.”
Beth was glad he didn’t blame Babs. It made her want to forgive him… almost.
“Was this the first time?” Beth said.
“No. She jacked me off once before we were married. I made her do it.”
“Don’t lie for her, Andy. I heard what she said after she swallowed your junk. It made me so sick I ran out of the house.”
Andy felt relief. She hadn’t heard their plans to fuck. Had she?
“How did you know I went down on her?”
“I could taste it when you kissed me.”
She took another swallow of whiskey and pushed her panties on down to the floor. She unhooked her skirt and let it follow. She felt wild and loose, the whiskey already swirling in her head.
“Kiss mine,” she said. “Kiss mine. I liked it the other day and I want you to do it again.” She stood with her feet far apart. “You sucked my sister’s cunt, now suck mine.”
Andy hesitated, then came off the chair to his knees. He grabbed her hips and buried his face in her muff.
Beth drained her glass. She pressed down with her weight spreading her cunt open around his mouth.
“Suck me you bastard. Make me feel good like you did Babs,” she hissed.
Andy pushed his tongue into her cunt. He liked it like this, her standing above him, pushing down, her pussy open and wet and hungry.
“Do it with your tongue. Push it in and out. Yeh, yeh, like that, like you’re fucking. Ooooh, honey, fuck me with your tongue! That feels good, good!”
She wiggled her hips, the fast spasms filling her loins. And then she was coming hard, wave after wave of pleasure. She didn’t want it to stop, not ever, and she didn’t want him to stop. The good feeling continued.
“Are you hard?” she said.
Andy nodded.
“Take it out and let me see it.” She stepped back.
Andy unzipped his pants and hauled out his cock. It stood straight out.
“Put it in here where your tongue was. Fuck me, Andy.”
He was on his feet, reaching for his belt buckle.
“No, don’t take off your pants. Just shove it in.”
She leaned back against the table and lifted one leg. Andy came up to her. She grabbed his cock, and with surprising ease, pulled it into her gaping hole. He jabbed at her until he was about half way in, and then, all of a sudden, she was on her back on top of the table and he was on top of her, his shaft in to his nuts.
“Fuck me hard, Andy, fuck me until I hurt, until we both hurt,” she gasped.
Andy pressed her against the hard table, thrusting his cock into her as roughly as he could. He pushed his cunt-coated tongue into her mouth. She sucked it hungrily.
“When did Babs jack you off?” Beth asked.
“She did it twice, actually. Once about a month before we were married and then again just three days before we were married.”
“You dirty bastard. Just three days before?”
