see an inch or two of rear cleavage where her low-slung jeans had slipped down to reveal part of her ass to us. We couldn't take our eyes off her.
As we walked along, I thought about the problems that might develop if this young beauty came to live with us. I would have to restrain myself, of course. I would have to wait until we were sure she was ready for lesbian sex and three-way sex. Then I would have to hold back and make sure that Mike didn't feel threatened by the intensity of my response to Susan. A new problem had developed, however, and it bothered me as much as the other, older, problems. Susan was so damn good-looking that I wondered if Mike might eventually decide he preferred her to me. I had never been afraid of competition before, but I had never seen anyone quite like Susan either.
As I had done for weeks, I managed to push my disturbing thoughts from my mind. There was too much to be happy about. We had found a beautiful girl and she was coming to live with us! I would worry about the problems some other time.
We picked up Susan's luggage from her motel room. The luggage gave me pause for thought. It was extremely expensive-looking imported leather luggage, not the sort of baggage one would expect an eighteen- year-old on the move to be carrying around. I wondered about Susan. Who was this girl? What type of background did she come from. She carried the finest luggage, spoke in a manner that hinted at breeding, and carried herself with the assurance of the rich and well-born. Yet she was reluctant to talk about her past.
During the drive home, we talked of inconsequential things. The conversation told us little about Susan. She didn't seem at all shy as long as the conversation stayed away from sex.
When we got home, we showed Susan her room. We gave her the bedroom closest to ours. Then we left her alone to unpack while we went to our room to discuss our course of action.
'I think she looks ready for me,' Mike said. 'She looks pretty grown-up for eighteen years old. Still, she seemed a little shy when I sort of hinted that sex would be involved in her relationship with us. We should be positive before I make my move.'
'I doubt it you'll have much trouble,' I told him. 'She's pretty young so she might seem innocent and act like she's shy about sex, but she's probably done it all. With a face and body like that, I'm sure she hasn't been able to keep men away from her. I hope she hasn't been able to keep women away, either. She didn't seem anxious to move away when I rubbed against her in the booth, but that's not much to go on. I'll talk to her and at least try to find out if she's ready for you.'
As an excuse to talk to Susan, I took her on a tour of the house. I didn't plan to question her directly about sex and I definitely didn't plan to hint that I was bisexual, but I did want to probe into her attitudes indirectly.
'We'll really enjoy having you in the house,' I told her.
'I'll enjoy being here,' she said.
'What do you like to do for fun?' I asked.
Susan blushed slightly. 'Oh, lots of things,' she said. Then, embarrassed, she looked down at the floor.
'Like what?' I asked.
'Oh, you know…' she said, still looking down as she spoke.
Susan had told me what I wanted to know. She had to have been talking about sex. She had given me the information that she liked it, but at the same time, she had still managed to continue her attempt to appear innocent. I wondered if it were a deliberate effort on her part, or whether it was the consequence of trying since puberty to reconcile her lusts with her youth.
After I had showed Susan around, I went back to our bedroom and told Mike that I thought everything was all right.
'No problems, Mike. She's ready for you.'
'Good,' Mike said.
He had on a loosely belted robe. I reached under it and touched his big cock. Surely one look at that big prick would be enough to melt Susan's resistance, if indeed she wasn't as ready as I thought she was.
'You're ready, so ready,' I told him. 'Give it to her.'
Mike walked down the hall to Susan's room and knocked.
'Come in,' I heard Susan say, her voice low and inviting, the shyness she had shown earlier seemingly gone completely.
Mike walked into her room, leaving the door partly ajar. I immediately ran out of my room and peeked into Susan's room through the door.
Susan lay on the bed wearing a short, very flimsy nightgown. I was surprised that she didn't try to cover herself at all. I had expected her to at least display a semblance of shyness and innocence.
'I came in to say goodnight. Lori just fell asleep.' Mike told her.
I smiled to myself at Mike's lie. Then I squinted in the dim light, trying to see Susan's beautiful body – the huge tits surging up against the fabric of her gown, her pointy nipples, her cunt and its large bushy mass of black hair, her long, finely shaped legs.
I ran my tongue over my lips and felt my own cunt filling up with juice at the thought of pushing my tongue into Susan's lush hole. I formed a mental picture of Susan's long, languorous legs curled around my blonde head.
'I guess I have everything I need now,' she answered, her eyes fastening on his hard-on. She had obviously dropped all pretense of innocence.
Susan's mouth opened slightly and her nostrils flared. She climbed off the bed and walked over to Mike. Then she undid the belt on his robe and stepped back to admire him.
'Oh, my,' she said. 'You really are big.'
From the door, I could see Mike's cock. It was a huge as ever – the big knob swollen and angry looking, the shaft darker than the tip, pulsing with the blood that coursed through its veins.
I realized that I had been breathing hard as I watched. I tried to hold my breath. I didn't want Susan to know that I was watching.
Susan's hand reached out and closed around Mike's enormous prick. She began to move her fingers up and down its shaft, savoring the feel of the rocklike meat.
'Oh, Mike,' she panted. 'It's so big and so hard.'
Mike slipped her nightgown off her shoulders. She helped by wiggling her body, sending the gown to the floor. One graceful step and she was completely naked.
Her nude body was truly breathtaking. It was hard to believe that an eighteen-year-old girl could be so well-endowed. Those big tits, so huge, but yet so firm. That beaver with its glorious dark curly hair. Her smooth ass was perfect, a sphere bisected by the deep, fuzzy crack. Her body looked as if it had been made for sex. She had looked good before. Her gown had hidden little of her body, but there was something astonishing about the sight of such a body totally unclothed.
I could barely hold myself back. I started to walk into the room, then thought better of it. I stepped back away from the door so that Susan wouldn't hear my excited breathing.
Meanwhile, Mike was busy. He hefted one of Susan's tits. Then he bent forward and kissed the nipple. Susan let out a small cry of pleasure and, within a few seconds, the nipple had grown erect in Mike's mouth.
'Oh, Mike, Mike,' she moaned. 'I want you. I want you so very much. I've wanted you ever since I first saw you at the motel.'
Mike didn't answer. He didn't want to waste time talking. He moved to Susan's other boob and repeated his procedure. While Mike worked on her tits, Susan reached down and began to play with his big balls. She bounced his fuck-sac on her palm, then held each ball in turn between her fingers.
Susan was quiet now, but she had closed her eyes tightly and her mouth was half-open. She had thrown her head back. Her tongue emerged from between her lips to play along the outer surfaces of her mouth. Meanwhile, she rubbed Mike's cock faster and faster.
Suddenly, Susan swooped down to take Mike's cock into her mouth. She moved slowly at first, her lips stretched wide by his huge prick. She used her moist tongue to cover his tool with wet tongue kisses. When she had thoroughly lubricated his cock, she began to move her lips up and down the shaft.
Mike stood still at first, enjoying the sensation of her mouth on his prick. She had moved her tongue to the most sensitive part of his cock, the tender underside at the thickest part of the shaft.
Mike began to rock back and forth, fucking her mouth, driving his cock between her lips and into the
