day in the office?'
Actually, Tricia might be interested in knowing that Miss Carson and Hamilton Burns had only had sex together once. Sue Carson enjoyed sex with men, but for some reason most of her sexual relations had been with members of her own, sex. The little encounter of the night before had made her horny to jump in bed with Hamilton Burns all over again, but if he wasn't around then anybody else would do. Including either one or both of his daughters…
The older Burns girl opened the door and stood aside so that the voluptuous young secretary could step into the house. 'Hello, Miss, ah, Carson,' Tricia said quietly. 'If you're looking for my father he isn't here right now.'
Sue Carson looked slightly annoyed. 'Well, I have something fairly important to tell him that really can't wait. Do you mind if I stay here a so I can catch him as soon as he comes in?'
The two sisters glanced at each other to debate this, but before they could arrive at a decision either way the sexy young stenographer brushed past them and into the living room beyond. She tossed her handbag and papers onto a table and then plopped into the best chair in sight. 'Well, here we all are,' she announced rather cheerily, perhaps a bit too much so. 'Now why don't we all get to know each other better?' As she spoke to the two sisters she shifted to a much more provocative, position, spreading her legs and allowing her short skirt to hike its way upwards ever so gradually until it was at the very verge of revealing the moist triangle of her hairy pussy bush.
Tricia and her blonde sister Daphne exchanged glances. It was pretty obvious to both of them that this chick intended to stick around for a while, and that she'd come here for some reason other than to discuss business with their father Hamilton. The only question was: just what was really on her mind?
'Come over here where I can get a decent look at you,' the older woman was saying to both of the teenage girls, with more than a hint of seduction in her voice, 'Your father is always telling me all kinds of things about both of you, but I've never really had a chance to meet either one of you and get to know you.'
There was an awkward pause, and then Daphne stepped forward submissively, not really wanting to obey but not really daring not to either. Tricia, seeing that there was nothing for it, waiting a few more instants and then joined her younger sister.
'There, that's better,' Sue Carson said smugly. She was clearly enjoying her dominant role as the one who had command over the situation. Sue Carson could be quite a haughty bitch when the mood struck her. Right now the mood struck her. Slowly and leisurely she took out a pack of cigarettes, tapped one on the edge of the chair and then lit it from a cylindrical lighter, deliberately taking as long as possible. She knew that the more time she spent merely sitting here the more her captives would squirm in discomfort. At long length she deigned to look at them, somehow creating the impression that she was doing them a great favor in the process of doing so.
'You know,' she ventured to say at last, giving the ash on the end of her cigarette a lordly flick as she spoke, 'you two chicks strike me as a really interesting case. To look at you just about anybody would think you're nothing but a couple of sweet innocent little girls. But I've been around a bit, and I see through all that. You've got the look of the slut written all over your filthy little faces, both of you. Ill bet anything you like that both of you two chicks have been fucking and sucking for quite some time now.' She saw the look on the two girls' faces and gave a feline grin, 'And don't try to deny it, either one of you, because I won't believe you. You might as well just admit the truth: that you're a couple of teenaged nymphos, and you'll jump into bed with just about anything that comes along.'
Both girls were silent after that, and then Tricia gulped and ventured to make a statement: 'If you please, Miss Carson,' she stammered out at length, 'what makes you think that there's any truth at all to what you're saying?'
For an answer Sue Carson threw her head, back and laughed. There was a malice in that laugh, and a trace of sadism too. 'Look, you little bitches,' she told the sisters as soon as she was done laughing, 'I'll come clean with you if you'll come clean with me. When I was you're age I dug the action any way I could find it: with guys, with gals, with dildos, you name it. And you want to know something? Both of you two little sluts have the exact same look on your faces that I had when I was your age. So there's no bullshitting Aunt Sue, because I see all and know all.' She saw that the two sisters were still staring at her dumbly, and so she paused to chain-light a fresh cigarette and then stub out the old one. 'The fact of the matter is,' she went on, quite calmly and slowly, 'that I could really get off on fucking both you two little pussies. And I really think that you'd both get off on it just as much as I would.'
She paused for a moment to let those last few words sink in, and smiled inwardly when she saw that Daphne and Tricia were exchanging curious glances. The looks on their two faces seemed to be saying: should we? Shouldn't we? What the hell, what can we lose?
Tricia turned to face the older woman, and even as she spoke she was beginning to unbutton her dress and pull it off. 'Miss Carson,' she announced, grinning broadly all the while, 'like they say in the movies, 'this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship'.'
Afterwards it would have been impossible to tell which one of them had made the first move. Because they were all getting up at once and then collapsing into each other's arms. Tricia could feel somebody's mouth pressing hotly against her skin at the same time as she was lowering her lips down upon a naked expanse of tit. She didn't know which one was sucking her and she didn't know which one she was sucking. But she didn't care. That was something she liked about a lesbian relationship: there was no need for anyone to come out into the open, no need for emotions or feelings. It was just you fuck me and I'll fuck you, and the Devil take the hindmost.
By now there were three heaving body's rolling about on the floor, and three pairs of hands were trying to unbutton each other's clothing and peel it away. They couldn't wait to strip each other naked, to go down on each other's luscious boobs and glistening twats. Every one of these pussies wanted every other one with an intensity that they wouldn't have believed possible a few minutes previously.
'Fuck me, fuck me, finger-fuck me,' Daphne moaned, already beginning to feel the mounting emotions rising within her hot body. 'I want you inside me. I want you both inside me at once. Spread my cunt wide and take it, you bitches, I can't wait any longer.'
Sue Carson grinned more widely than before. She didn't care who did what to which just so long as it was clearly understood by all that she was the one in charge of this little fuck-scene. 'That's not the way to do it at all,' she announced. 'We're going to play a little game called chain-fuck. It's just like sixty-nining except we form a ring. Come on now, let's get going, because I'm getting hotter and hornier by the second.'
The two Burns sisters stole a glance at each other, and then an instant later they were both on the floor, eagerly awaiting the touch of the older woman. 'Damn it, I want you to fuck me,' Daphne whispered, eyes closed and quivering in ecstatic passion. 'I can't wait a minute longer, I've got to have your finger up my cunt right here and right now.'
Sue Carson grinned again. She was looking forward to this, in fact she'd been dreaming of doing this ever since the first time she'd seen Hamilton's two delicious daughters. She was pleased that the two fresh young pussies wanted to get it on with her, but she wanted to take them on in such a way that it would be clear to both of them that she was the one in charge here, that she was the dominant one. When Sue Carson went to bed with Hamilton Burns or with another man she was glad to be the submissive one; that was her God-given role as a member of the female sex. But when it came time for some lesbian action, Sue wanted to see to it that she and she alone was the one who called the shots.
Daphne and her red haired sister Tricia were both lying on their sides on the floor now, both of them stark naked and both of them eager for some hot and heavy action. 'Come on, now, Daphne,' the older girl instructed. 'We've all got to form a ring. I'll eat you out and you can eat Miss Carson out while she's going down on me. How's that sound to you?'
The younger blonde girl wrinkled up her nose in disgust, 'It sounds shitty, that's how it sounds to me. You can eat me out any day of the week; right now the only tongue that I want up my crack belongs to Miss Carson. So I'll eat you out and you can eat her out,' It was not often that Daphne overrode her older sister's decisions, but right now she was determined to be eaten out by the sassy young secretary, and she wasn't about to let her sister or anybody else stand in the way of that.
Tricia shrugged to show that it didn't make any difference to her. 'Okay,' she murmured softly to the younger girl, 'you can eat me out, then.' And with that she was placing her ample buttocks squarely upon the floor
