around them she was surprised that he had anything left. She caressed them gently and they worked up the last of the sperm, shot it through his cock and into her mouth.
She kept it there. With a tightening of her lips she slid off him, bringing all the come with her.
Rob’s cock flopped out of her mouth and hung, partly hard, against his thigh. He looked at her. Her lips were pressed tightly together but there was a smile on her face.
“Swallow it,” he said.
She nodded and he watched the workings of her cheeks and neck as the white cum traveled down her throat and into her stomach.
“Is that really good?” he asked.
“Great!” she said. “And it’s all protein, too!”
Rob laughed and helped her to her feet.
“How did you like having your cock sucked?” she asked with a smile.
“Wow!” Rob said. “I never felt anything so good in all my life. It’s the best thing there is.”
“Right!” Ralph said. “No kidding, it really is. You must like it too, huh?”
“More than fucking,” she said. “I think it’s the idea of being eight there and… I dunno, it’s more intimate somehow.”
“Does that mean you don’t want to fuck us?” Mindy gave a girlish laugh, “Out of all the things I like to do, that is the second best!”
CHAPTER THREE
Carla Campbell pulled the car into Rita Russell’s driveway.
“I’ll help you carry in your stuff,” she said. Rita and Carla carried in the packages, the results of a shopping spree in the city—sprees that were becoming more common as the furniture store their husband co-owned continued to prosper.
Rita’s twins were inside, spread lazily on the couch. She asked them to help with the packages and they moved slowly to their feet.
“For kids you two sure lack energy,” their mother said.
The twins glanced at each other and hurried outside.
After unloading, Carla drove next door to her house and carried her packages inside.
Mindy had just changed out of her suit and into an outfit in blue and white.
“I found some real nice things,” Carla said. “But I tried to keep to my budget so I only bought a few. Would you like to see them?”
“Sure,” the girl said.
Carla Campbell took three boxes out of the large bag and two from the other. The woman and the girl sat down on the couch with the boxes between them and Carla, one, by one, displayed her new clothes. When she got to a rather skimpy dress she said, “The sales girl made me try this one on. I didn’t care for it until I saw myself in the mirror. This is real cute, though you’ve got to see it on to appreciate it.”
“Try it on for me,” Mindy asked. “I’d love to see it.”
“Sure,” Carla said. She stood up and started for the bedroom.
“I’ll carry the boxes in for you,” her niece offered, gathering them up.
“Just leave them here, dear,” Carla said. “I’m only going to throw them away. Would you like to try on that green dress? I think it may fit you.”
Carla unbuttoned her blouse and spread it open, revealing a pale yellow bra filled to overflowing with her ample breasts. She brushed her long blonde hair from her neck and stretched.
Mindy brushed her own blonde hair back away from the zipper on her dark blue top. It started at her neck and went halfway down her back.
Mindy drew the top over her head, baring her breasts.
Carla looked at the girl for a moment, then smiled and removed her bra, letting her firm tits spill forth. What the hell, she thought, we’re both girls—I don’t know why I should feel funny about this.
Mindy had unzipped her slacks and was pushing them down her sleek thighs. She stepped out of them and watched the woman unzipping her skirt.
“How come you wear a bra?” she asked. “You don’t need one. You have a very nice figure.”
“Thank you,” Carla said, aware of the teenagers eyes on her breasts. “I don’t always, but this blouse has such a rough texture inside.”
“I think that’s exciting,” Mindy said.
“I suppose it could be,” Carla said, her voice a little unsure, “But not for six hours in the city, in and out of department stores.”
“I’ve got a blouse that really rubs away at my nipples,” Mindy said. She noticed Carla’s eyes involuntarily going to her nipples. “It gets me all horny.”
“I’ll bet it does.” Carla took off her skirt and stepped out of her shoes. Mindy stood in nothing but a brief pair of panties, making no move to try on the dress.
“You have a very nice figure yourself,” Carla said.
Normally, that meant nothing, but there was an air of anticipation around them, especially the way the teenager just stood there waiting. When she heard Carla’s compliment she smiled broadly. The sentence, to her and maybe subconsciously to Carla, was an invitation.
She walked slowly up to her aunt. Reaching out, she gently placed her hands on Carla’s naked shoulders. The woman stood perfectly still, a bit scared and a bit confused, not so much at Mindy’s action as much as confused with her own feelings.
“You really are very pretty,” Mindy said softly and kissed her on the lips.
Carla didn’t react and when Mindy moved away she stammered, “H-Have y-y-you…”
“What?”
“Have you… d-done t-t-t-th…” she couldn’t finish.
“Done this before? Certainly, though not with a woman, just girls my own age. Mom sent me to a girls school one year and that’s all we did; there weren’t any boys around. It’s nice, what I’m going to do to you… you’ll like it.”
“I can’t, I mean I couldn’t possible do… anything…”
Mindy let her hands slide from the woman’s shoulders down to her naked breasts. Using very light movements she hefted them, surprised at their weight and size. Certainly under the blouse they hadn’t looked that large.
“You’ve never done this with another woman?” Mindy asked as she fondled the now perky nipples.
Carla wet her lips before answering. “Never,” she said softly.
“Didn’t you want to?” Mindy asked. She let one hand travel over her aunt’s smooth hip, stopping at the elastic band at the top of the panties.
“I don’t think so,” Carla said hesitantly. “I wondered what it would be like, but…”
Mindy slipped her fingers beneath the silky panties and mingled them with the woman’s curly pubic hair. She felt Carla shiver.
“What about your friend next door, Mrs. Russell?” Mindy said.
“Rita? No way,” Carla said.
“Isn’t she pretty?” Mindy asked, keeping the conversation going while she managed to get a fingertip over Carla’s clit.
“Oh!” the woman said.
“Isn’t she pretty?” Mindy pressed.
“Rita?” she seemed to have trouble keeping her mind on the conversation. “Yes, she’s very pretty.”
Mindy had worked her hand further into the panties and now had a finger snugly secure inside Carla’s tight cunt. She was gently working it in and out. Mindy used her other hand to pull Carla closer and their breasts touched. The girl slowly wiggled her body so that her nipples skimmed over Carla’s full tits, occasionally touching her own
