enthused. 'I love plenty of mirrors.'
'The better to see you with, my dear,' Linda smiled, patting Janni on the ass.
Lauren shivered. The evening Linda had come by the apartment she was sharing with her pretty sister was still warm in her thoughts. As usual, the sisters went for the same kind of person, and two hours after Linda's arrival all three had been in-the bedroom having a ball.
That leggy brunette fucked like a demon! An heiress, too. This house had cost a small fortune. Linda was having a housewarming party tonight, and Janni had invited Steve Lang. He and Janni had patched up their differences. He was losing some of his square edges.
Lauren hadn't fucked him yet, but after meeting him she knew she wanted it. At least he accepted the idea that sisters could share a man and still enjoy each other. What he would say about Linda being here too was still to be discovered.
Lauren had found a good job in the pharmacy section at William's. Working near Janni pleased her, and several eligible studs had asked her out. She wanted nothing more to do with Matt, that crappy old gigolo. Janni had been so right about him. But he had brought the sisters together… Steve Lang punched the doorbell of this extravagant house, wondering how Janni knew somebody this rich. Christ. It was in a very exclusive neighborhood and had to be in the three-hundred-grand bracket. As a builder he had a very good eye for values. Maybe he had the wrong address.
The heavy door opened and Janni stood there, looking as delicious as ever. Behind her was Lauren and a slightly older young woman, a fabulous brunette. What the hell kind of housewarming party was this?
'Well, bring it in here, Steve,' Janni giggled. When the door closed, she went on. 'Meet Linda Field, owner of this spread. You know Lauren.'
'Pleased,' Linda smiled, taking his hand, rubbing a finger on his palm. 'How would you like to entertain three pussies?' 'Jeeesus, is this for real?' he muttered.
'You come highly recommended,' Linda said, glancing at Janni. 'I can see she was right. Come on in and have a drink.'
He grinned. He was learning. Janni took his arm and led him to the rec room. She brushed a firm, unrestrained tittie at his shoulder and he peered down inside her fancy low-cut blouse. She murmured in his ear. 'I promised you some fun, honey. Shocked?' 'I'll survive,' he chuckled.
'I was sure you would,' she giggled. Her hand slid across his buns. 'Who wants to get serious and uptight about some nice clean fooling around?' Linda was delighted. Steve was all Janni had promised, and more. About the right age, handsome enough, outdoorsy. Certainly not native to California. His tight pants held an interesting bulge. She'd been too busy with her house and get-149 ting settled to think much about sex. Tonight she was letting it all hang out.
If he pooped out, the lovely blonde sisters would do very nicely, thank you. She was well rid of Matt, the old predictable sex machine. When he couldn't get it up anymore, he'd be in real trouble. Purdy had gotten over his mad, and had told her he had slipped Matt a hundred grand in funny money- and, as expected, the microfilm was phony. Obviously, Stella had set him up.
Served the fucker right for stealing from his benefactor.
She slipped behind the bar and started mixing a big shaker of martinis. Steve said he wanted bourbon, neat. He sat on a bar stool between the pretty sisters, who were both fondling his basket. Janni had her titties out of her gaping blouse. Slow pop music oozed from the concealed speakers, the lights were down low.
Linda was not sure yet she wanted Janni and Lauren living here. They might interfere with her pleasure plans. They made delightful now-and-then companions, however. Let them support themselves. Most of the time she liked being alone.
'How're we gonna spread the man around, Linda?' Lauren giggled, bringing her tits out of her blouse.
'One of us will have to be a 'guy,' honey,' Linda smiled. 'Kind of take turns.' She served the drinks and moved around to sit beside Janni. 'Love it,' the young blonde purred. 'How long has it been since we fucked, Linda?'
'Too long,' Linda said, reaching down between Janni's long, shapely thighs. She saw Steve going after Lauren's mouth and tits, and Lauren was feeling around inside his pants. Linda opened her dressy shirt. Janni turned on the stool, and their mouths met, tongues jabbing. They played with each other's bare tits, then the crotches. Linda was getting up real fast.
She was having so much fun she hardly noticed that Steve and Lauren had disappeared. Right now she wanted pussy, Janni's fine, hot little tutti. Janni's nipples were hard, she was breathing unevenly, the vibrations were just beautiful.
They broke apart and Linda whispered. 'They're gone, they're probably already fucking. Do we need them?'
'No!' Janni breathed. 'I have to tell you, honey. Lauren and I aren't hung up on each other anymore! She's moving out of my apartment right away. You're the one I've been wanting.'
'Sweetie, you're the first chick I ever fucked, and Lauren was the second, and I have to tell you-I come with you like cock was out of style! Come on, let's find a bed.'
The master bedroom was empty. Linda didn't know where Steve and Lauren were, and she didn't give a damn. She and Janni undressed quickly, giggling, having a few light feels. 'I haven't had any since our threesome,' Janni murmured, sprawling out on the bed. 'Lauren wants to get married. Jeeeese! You'd think she'd had enough of that prick, Jed.' Linda leaped onto the bed.
Lauren felt Steve's big cock squeezing into her cunt. Oh, how she had missed it! Matt had shown her what real meat could do for her, and he had been an awful disappointment. And more than twice her age. Forget it!
Steve was young and full of sap, and Janni was a silly fool for not digging her hooks in. Some girls weren't cut out for marriage. Life with Jed hadn't been all bad. She liked the steadiness of it. Steve had a good business, he could support her in the style she liked-and deserved! After all, she was a very sexy-looking pussy.
'Ohhh!'she moaned, feeling the bed ride her ass slowly up and down, his big hard cock socking in deep and true.
'God, that's good!' he muttered, pausing. His cock flexed, her cunt flesh tightened beautifully, shooting wild thrills all through her bod.
'Darling, it's the best cock in the world!' she gasped. 'Ohhh-I'm coming! Hold back, please! Ohh, ohh-God! Ohhh! Ohhh, hit me, fuck me, fuck me! Far, far away she heard a girlish giggling. Maybe in the next bedroom. Oh, let them have their pussy rubs and turn-around. Her thing was big, young virile, sliding, pumping cock! She shouted as the heavenly convulsions ripped her loins. Oh, Steve was going off, too. But no worry, he could blast her cunt with another load later. His deep groan of release, the hot throb of his prick, her spasming 152 cunt clutching around it… nothing would ever be so wonderful.
'I hope they don't tear that bed down,' Linda purred, her play finger circling Janni's pretty little clit.
'I think Lauren always did like cock better than me,' Janni giggled softly. Her warm fingers stroked across Linda's swollen tits, bringing the nipples up sharply.
'Don't think I don't like cock, too,' Linda giggled. 'We have to agree that a cocksman like Matt makes it almost better than anything. I was sure I was 'in love' with him! Shee-itt. He sells it.'
They both laughed. Linda glided over between the blonde's long, velvety thighs, glue-clamping her cunt to Janni's pussy. Already they had fucked enough to know just how each liked it, and while nibbling pussy was delicious, and a stroking dildo was fun, this was their best lick. Dominant girl doing the humping. Close and intimate, tittie to tittie, mouths free to kiss, take tongue, give it back, stroke and writhe.
When she can get away from her job we'll take some trips, Linda thought. Two nines like us can always attract stifds and girls. We ought to try the Orient first. The big cities have joy houses for girls, too. Anything. Nummmmmm! Naturally, nobody could fuck all the time. Linda knew she would be into something one of these days, after she was settled in well in her house. She was a fine golfer, and only a few months earlier had been offered a job as assistant to the pro at a very exclusive course for older women. The pro was a jolly old fart who wouldn't be trying any ass-grabbing.
She would be hiring a maid, too. Not a live-in. Her independence was too important. So was her privacy. If she wanted to sit at the breakfast table, look at a girlie magazine and play with her cunt, okay. If she chose to walk around the house naked, she could. Or swim in the pool nude.
