hard spurts of semen that jetted into her mouth and throat, swallowing them as they arrived. As she felt the tightening of my balls before each flood of cum, she would suck on me, and rub her tongue under the head of my penis, making it even more intense for me.
Finally, though, I simply didn't have any more to give her, and she slid her lips off, allowing my rapidly- deflating penis to fall free. By the time she did, Sandra had recovered enough to roll over on her side, so she could watch what Robyn was doing. Robyn turned to look at her, a big grin on her face and a small trickle of my semen in the corner of her mouth; Sandra suddenly realized that nobody had taken care of HER.
With only a slight glance in my direction as I moved to sit down on the floor, Sandra moved to the floor, as well. Sandra told her 'I think it's your turn now!', and Robyn smiled at her in agreement before turning around to lay on the floor, her head on my lap. Sandra quickly moved between Robyn's thighs, fastening her lips to Robyn's vaginal opening and reaching up to take Robyn's breasts into her hands, massaging them as she began her ministrations to Robyn's sex.
In only a few moments, I could hear Robyn's breathing quicken, and not long after that, she began moaning and slowly hunching her pelvis into Sandra's face. Watching as Sandra used an apparently enthusiastic and skillful tongue to bring Robyn to climax was
As Robyn came down from her orgasm, Sandra moved up to lay next to her, and over the next little while the two of them kissed as I caressed both of them.
Finally, though, Robyn looked up at me, and said 'As nice as that was, I think we probably need to take a shower before Mom gets home, huh?'
I nodded in agreement and moved to get up; the two of them slid down a bit so that I could stand up, then I reached down to help both of them to their feet before they moved one to each side of me as we held each other on our way to the bathroom.
After the shower, we dried off, and went back into the living room, where the girls put on their swimsuits again, and the three of us sat down and chatted. We were still there, me in a chair, Robyn and Sandra on the couch, when there was a knock at the door. I went to open it, and found Lucy standing there – she'd apparently decided to knock off from work a bit early. I invited her in, and she came into the living room with us; waiting until I'd sat down, she didn't hesitate to plant herself on my lap as Robyn and Sandra watched. When she looked at them, she found that both of them were smiling at her, perfectly comfortable with the situation.
We chatted for a few seconds before Lucy spoke up, saying that she was thirsty; Robyn asked if anyone else wanted anything, and when we all did, heading into the kitchen, reappearing a few moments later with cold cans of Coke for all of us.
I asked Lucy how her day had been, and she told me how her day at work had gone. When she was done, Robyn and Sandra took turns telling her what they'd done that day – just not*everything* they'd done.
When we'd all finished our drinks, Lucy told the girls that it was getting close to supper, and that they should head home to change clothes for dinner. When they groaned in mild complaint, she laughingly told them that if that was their attitude, then they could start supper, as well: hot dogs and macaroni and cheese, which seemed to cheer them up a bit.
After they left, Lucy continued to sit on my lap for a few minutes, letting me hold her as she ran her fingertips up and down my arm – apparently deep in thought. Eventually, she 'came to', and got up, heading for the door, with me not far behind her. She opened the door, and when I moved in to give her a kiss, put her hand on my chest, saying 'Not right now. I've got something I need to get straight in my mind, okay?' I nodded, and after a Significant Look, she left.
It was about 8:30 when I heard a knock at the door, and on opening it, found Lucy standing there. I quickly invited her in, and we headed for the living room, where we sat on opposite ends of the couch.
I just sat there, looking at her as she made a couple of starts before finally saying 'Okay, I know
'What do you mean? What makes you think something happened?', I asked, fearing I knew the answer.
'What I mean is that I could smell it the second you opened the door – the odor of hot-and-ready female. I damn well know it wasn't me, so it must have been one of THEM. I don't know which one it was, but it's pretty obvious that both of them must have been in on it.'
When I didn't say anything for several seconds, she went on 'Look, I'm not pissed. Well, yes, I am, but not enough to make any trouble for you. I spent the last couple of hours thinking about this, and what you've done for me, and Robyn; and the things that we've talked about, and what kind of person you've shown me you are.
I even thought about the things that*I've* said, and done, just to make sure I was being honest and fair.'
'The thing that pisses me off, though, is that something is going on with Robyn, or Sandra, and I don't know what it is. You do, and I want to know what it is.', she continued.
I looked at her for a few seconds, and finally said 'First, I haven't said anything to you about what – if anything – is happening with Robyn because I'm trying to respect and honor the trust she shows me by talking to me about the things she does – _the same way I don't talk to her about what happens between us, or what we talk about_.'
She had the decency to blush slightly as I continued 'As for what happened this afternoon was that Sandra experienced her first orgasm from a boy; well, man. She FIRST proposed it a couple days ago, but I told her that I wasn't going to do anything to her then, and to go away and think about it first, VERY carefully. Apparently, she did, because she came back today, ready to give it a try. I gave her several chances to change her mind, and even tried to put it off again, but she didn't want to. Rather than just jump on her and start banging away, I took the easy way out and just used my mouth on her.
It'll probably come back and bite me on the ass, but that was the decision I made.'
Lucy looked at me, only slightly mollified, and asked 'So what was Robyn doing here, then? What was her part in it?'
I sighed, and asked 'DO you*really* want to know?' – cluing her in that the answer might not be to her liking.
She thought about it for a few moments, and finally said 'Yes, I do. I don't think I'm going to like it, but I think I have* to – she's my
I watched her for a few seconds, and saw the determination on her face, before I finally told her 'Robyn was here to provide support and reassurance for Sandra. The two of them have been 'experimenting' with each other, and Sandra wanted her there.'
'And?'
I sighed, and said 'And when I was done with Sandra, she pretty much repeated what I'd done to her, to Robyn, with pretty much the same results.'
Lucy lost all expression on her face as she thought that one through. After a bit, she looked at me again, and asked 'So you were alone with two naked, teenage girls, and didn't hump either one of them? Am I supposed to believe that?'
'No, I didn't hump either one of them. It's true, so whether you believe it or not is irrelevant.', I replied.
She looked at me closely, and finally decided that I was telling her the truth. A moment later she asked 'And if Sandra, or Robyn, wants more? What then?'
'I'll decide when the time comes. Remember, I'm*not* trying to hustle either of them into bed – Robyn is your daughter, and I*like* you, a lot. I know they're both young girls – maturing quickly, I think, but still young, and I don't need that kind of legal trouble, either. Like I said, I'm not the one pushing for anything to happen;
She caught what I'd said, and quickly responded 'You said 'they'. I take it that means that Robyn has been after you, too?'
'Yes. She's made it more than clear that she wants me to have sex, or make love, with her.' Okay, I was splitting hairs by leaving out the fact that we already HAD made love. I didn't want to hit Lucy with all of this all at once.
