It was the typical family Labor Day party. Everyone you loved was there. I was the loner guy, currently unmarried and unattached to anyone even in my family. There wasn’t a specific reason we were so distant just that we had nothing in common, an acknowledged fact. Even more uncommon was the fact that I was getting turned on . . . watching my nieces run around in their bathing suits. I had always liked girls younger than myself. I had even dated a fifteen-year-old some years back until her parents put an end to that. Yup, watching my nieces . . . budding young women, small mounds of flesh riding high on their chest and tight little asses in clinging nylon swim suits, even a hint of wispy pubic hair around the cleft at their crotch. I even watched them without staring and carried on the conversations around me.
The younger 14-year-old niece was showing off in a desperate attempt to get attention. Her mother was a troubled woman. Her father was killed in a car accident a year or more ago and now she was staying with my parents. She had a real abandonment issue. Her mother was in a mental ward somewhere. She was tall and thin having grown up without too many pounds on her frame. Her pert nipples were clearly hard beneath her two-piece bathing suit and her bottoms hugged her tight little ass . . . but her cheeks did not even give me the pleasure of riding up or down, and either would have been nice at a party that was falling flat.
The older 15-year-old one was running her mouth a million miles a second to one of the nephews. She was an arrogant little nymph but still pretty smart and had some reasons to feel superior. She was a hell of a lot smarter and much more mature than the rest of her peers in the family. She also had a soft well rounded body. Her breasts were making noticeable mounds beneath her swim suit. Her ass was well rounded and perfect for her figure. She was cute and her face was almost pixie-like.
I grew tired of the constant teasing . . . of seeing . . . but being unable to touch the young females in front of me, so I got up and made some pretense of checking on some items in my parents shed. I crossed the yard and closed the door behind me. I looked out of one of the dirty small windows and watched the two girls running around and still having fun. I worked my slowly hardening cock out of my shorts and stroked it looking over my shoulder to make sure the door was completely closed. This was the best view I could get at the time. I continued to stroke myself and stepped back to sit in an old chair, as I closed my eyes and started to fantasize about nubile young lips wrapping themselves around my now steel hard cock. I pictured my younger nieces licking and sucking as my hand worked faster and faster up and down the shaft.
Suddenly I heard a noise and opened my eyes to see my older niece . . . Carrie . . . looking in the small window at me. She had caught me in mid stroke. I froze, my reddened cock rapidly shrinking in my hand. Her face bobbed out of view and I muttered many nasty expletives to myself as I pictured this story making the rounds throughout the family. Luckily she had no idea what I was thinking. Maybe I can make a big joke out of it. Chances are they’ll just think I’m a bigger perv . . . than they did before.
The door to the shed suddenly opened and I shoved my member back into my shorts as my niece slipped inside shutting the door behind her. I looked at her with a sheepish grin. “Hi Carrie,” I said as I felt the red flush spread across my face.
She walked forward and calmly said, “Hi . . . Uncle Mike.”
I continued to try arranging myself in a more proper manner. “Listen, I think we could just keep this between ourselves, OK?” I knew she was too smart to pretend she didn’t see what I was doing. She wouldn’t buy any line of bullshit I tried to pass . . . so I decided to treat her more like an adult, and feed her ego a little.
“I agree, as long as you let me see what you WERE doing . . . up close.” She smiled and stepped up in front of me looking down at my still open shorts.
My hard-on returned in seconds as I sat back down stunned by what she had said. My body was way ahead of my brain as the head of my cock crept out of the zipper. Had I just entered into a very realistic fantasy or was this for real? I looked from my quickly hardening manhood . . . up into her face. She was watching my rising cock getting harder by the second. I figured what the hell. I was going to hell for a lot of things already, so why not go for enjoying what I have always wanted to do.
“Okay Carrie . . . you can watch me wank, but since you scared me so bad . . . I might need some help finishing.” She never looked up at my face but only nodded and stepped closer inspecting my crotch. I took the opportunity to re-evaluate her body. She had filled out some since the last family gathering. I seemed to remember her talking about her being in her last year in middle school. I looked up and inspected her nipples that were now hard and I think I saw the smallest speck of moisture on the crotch of her bathing suit begin to gather. She was already breathing faster than when she entered my hideout . . . as she watched my hand manipulate my stiff and very thick cock. I suddenly stood up . . . surprising her . . . and whispered, “Let’s move around to the back of the shed. I don’t want anyone else to look in and watch you helping me get off.” I smiled and winked at her as she looked up at me.
I left my cock hanging and bobbing out of my shorts on purpose . . . as I stepped up beside her. I ran my arm down around her back and used my hand to guide her further back into the shed. I let my fingertips press against the top of her ass. The flesh there was warm and firm. Much more firm then I expected. She kept her eyes on my bobbing hard-on as we walked back to another set of furniture one of my brothers must have stored here. I guided her to a position standing beside a long couch as I sat down at one end. I wanted her at eye level if at all possible.
“Now what exactly do you want me to do . . . for YOU . . . Carrie?” I asked knowing that I needed some open dialogue to get what I eventually wanted from her.
“Well I want . . . ” she hesitated for a moment looking for a word “For you to do . . . what you were doing before.”
“Well . . . if you’re old enough to watch . . . then you should be old enough to say what you want.”
“I want you to beat off on your penis,” she stated looking me in the eye with a hint of rebelliousness. She sure was a ballsy girl I thought to myself.
“So you want to watch me jack off my COCK . . . I think ‘penis’ is such a clinical word.” I watched as she nodded agreement. I reached down and pulled my cock up and completely out of my shorts. She seemed surprised at the size. Not that it was all that big . . . just a little over seven inches but I’m sure she’s probably never seen one so close and to her it probably seemed pretty enormous. I stroked it slowly . . . unbuttoning my shorts to give her an even better view. Next, I pulled down the top of my boxers so she could see the mass of hair around the base of my hardened member. Her eyes widened with excitement.
She watched intently . . . leaning forward. I played with it casually not really wanting to get worked up just yet. I didn’t think touching it was at all really necessary . . . since her stare kept it as hard as a rock. She was still standing about a foot away . . . so as I ran my hand up and down, I reached over and touched the side of her waist. She jumped and looked at my face to see what I was up to. I smiled and simply pulled her a little closer to where her legs were touching the edge of the couch.
I had my legs stretched out and my knees fairly far apart so the view was a good one for her. She looked back at my stroking . . . but I left my hand resting on the side of her waist. I could feel her skin begin to grow hot through the thin nylon of her bathing suit. Also, I could give all of my attention to her as my hand was moving pretty rhythmically and without need for guidance.
I watched as her breathing picked up and her stiff nipples presented themselves even more to me. They were sharp points high on her chest. I knew her whole mound of tit flesh was aroused and appeared swollen. They had a vague cone-like shape with peaked tips of hard nipple. I looked down and her crotch . . . which was now definitely moist. I thought before, the dark spot might be wishful thinking. But I could see the darkening area of wetness and a very few small wispy hairs caught at the edge of her elastic sides. Her pussy mound was only about a foot away . . . as well as her young breasts. I watched as her hand opened and closed in rhythm with my strokes.
She looked at my face which had a wide grin on it and then pointed to my cock. “What’s that?” she asked in an almost awe filled voice. My shaft had leaked some pre-cum and the tip now glistened with my nightly lubrication. I stopped my stroking and held my cock and pointed it at her.
“That’s pre-cum. It comes out first and clears the tube in my COCK and helps lubricate . . . during fucking.” Not listening to my comment, she stared at the tiny leak. I rubbed her waist with my other hand in time with my words, but she didn’t seem to notice. “It comes out when a guy is really excited.” I reached down with my stroking hand and took some off the tip and raised it to my lips. She watched eagerly as I flicked my tongue out and consumed the drop. She scrunched up her face somewhat disgusted. “That came out of your cock… that’s sick.”
I looked at her and sort of laughed. “How do you know Carrie? Have you ever tasted this before?” I scooped up another bigger drop and held it out towards her.
“You are pretty close minded and quick to judge without knowing what you’re talking about.” I waved my finger around in a sort of challenge.
“It probably tastes bad,” she stated unconvincingly. My hand was stroking her waist from her butt to her shoulder as I looked up at her.
“Did I make a face while I licked it? Go ahead and try it.” I slowly moved my finger coated with the pre-cum slowly closer to her. She seemed to waver for a minute but then leaned forward quickly and licked it off. My pecker jumped . . . as I felt her bumpy tongue glide over my finger tip. She sort of smiled . . . realizing it wasn’t so bad and said so.
“See…and you thought you knew it all.”
“I don’t . . . but I will,” she smiled in a wanton horny way. “Why did your cock jump like that . . . when I tasted it?”
“Well, your tongue felt good on my finger. It’s one of the ways you can make a man feel good.” I offered my finger to her while my other hand closed around her ass cheek and squeezed it softly. “Go ahead and run your tongue along my finger and then SUCK on it for a moment.” I knew my niece was slowly being seduced and I loved every second of it.
She looked at me . . . not quite believing what she was about to do . . . but did lean forward and ran her tongue along my finger. My cock bobbed and flexed as she licked. She watched every movement of my hard-on as she realized it was dancing because of her. I watched her face imagining my finger being replaced by my cock. I continued to rub and squeeze her tight little ass as she continued her sucking. Then suddenly, another bubble of pre-cum came to the tip of my rod and glistened.
“Did I make that come out?” She asked taking a break from sucking on my digit.
“Yeah . . . that’s all yours.” I smiled as she looked from my face to my cock watching for signs of deceit. “Go ahead . . . you can taste that one since its hot and fresh.” She waited for a moment . . . I think assuming I was going to get it for her. “Go ahead and rub it on your finger.”
She reached out with a trembling hand and barely touched the head scooping up the drop. My cock still jumped as she touched it and I felt the need to cool down for a moment as she looked at the end of her own finger before sucking it dry.
She stood there for a little while catching her breath. I just let my hand rest on her ass cheek. I had worked the elastic bottom off the cheek in my hand and felt her flushed warm flesh in my palm. She made no move to change my contact and I made no further moves for fear of scaring her. I truly enjoyed the moment. After a minute or so passed I looked up at her.
“Carrie . . . you want to touch it . . . don’t you?”
She looked at me a little surprised . . . not seeing this as the next step in our game which was racing by . . . for both of us. My cock was not as red as before but still fairly hard. I didn’t feel the urge I had earlier and I knew I would last a little while longer.
“Okay,” was all she said.
“Good,” I answered simply, “Come here.” I pulled her over so that she could sit on my stomach with her legs hanging over the couch side. She sat obediently. I reached over her lap and took her small hand and moved it to the head of my cock. “Now hold it loosely . . . and stroke it like I was a few minutes ago.”
She slowly touched it with one hand. “It’s so soft and hard at the same time,” she whispered. Her touch was gentle but grew more confident as she began to play with it. I waited for her to become more absorbed in the game. I felt her one ass cheek against my stomach where I had exposed it. I placed my hand on her waist again and started my stroking again. I timed my movements with her.
As she started stroking with her second hand, I ran my fingertip across her nipple. I felt her ass cheeks tighten but she kept her eyes on my now swollen prick. I continued to gain confidence as she did and soon I was fully massaging her breast. The pointy cones had grown stiff under my hands. I slowly pulled the bathing suit top to one side so that I could have fuller access to her breasts and nipples which were red and long. Her small areola was of a light tan color.
Soon both of her hands were working my member and I was getting closer to shooting my load when I stopped my handy work and called to her. “Carrie? Stop for a minute.” She stopped suddenly and looked at me wanting to see what was wrong. Her large blue eyes were glazed but still had a look of panic at the interruption.
“Let’s get more comfortable. This is starting to get hard . . . uh . . . difficult.” She giggled at the pun. “Stand up.” I got her up and moved her around as I slid down the couch some more. Finally, after a little convincing . . . I got her to kneel on the couch just above my head and face down towards my feet that were lying across the far armrest. Her knees touched my face on either side. I knew from here it was only a matter of time before I would be eventually staring up into her puffy slit and taking a taste of that virginal access.
“Now you can lean over and use both hands without putting all your weight on me.” She had to stretch out some to make it work, but soon her lovely bare breast was hanging so perfectly right into my mouth. As she started to lean over . . . I told her to wait and I pulled her arms down along her sides and reached up . . . starting to slide the straps off her suit and down her shoulders. She wavered at first, but I simply smiled and kept unrolling her suit down to her waist . . . exposing both beautiful breasts into my view.
“This will be much nicer.” I pulled her downwards and she reached for my still hard cock and returned to her previous actions. I looked up directly at her stiff nippled breast. Reaching up . . . I placed my arm on her smooth back. I ran it up and down her spine and worked her suit even further down. Soon I put a little pressure onto her shoulders, pulled slightly on her bare ass and a puffy mound lowered itself to my mouth.
She moaned softly as my tongue and suction went back to working on her breast. It fit fully in my mouth and I could easily lick the entire tit with a few strokes. Her hand movements got a little jerkier and I could feel her body trembling. After a few minutes, I switched to her other mound. I concentrated enough on her . . . that she was soon rocking back and forth on her knees. I could see her rubbing her thighs together . . . trying to put out the fire in her pussy . . . and I knew she was now a fully aroused teen.
I heard a noise and turned my head. Carrie felt my movement and sat up. Several feet away stood my other niece. My erection grew even more as I realized she had pulled up her own top and was now pinching her excited nipples with both hands. Soon one hand was in her hip-hugger bottoms and she was passionately stroking her moist slit. “Tammie, what are you doing?” I asked softly.
“Watching,” she said in a sort of definitive way. She slowly stopped manipulating her own breast and took several steps closer. Her hand began to slip down inside her bathing suit bottom. “I saw Carrie come in and I wanted to know what she was doing.”
“Tammie . . . get out of here,” Carrie hissed under her breath. I think she was afraid things were going to stop. Her naivety at the possibilities was cute.
“Hold on Carrie. Tammie just wants to learn . . . just like you are. Perhaps you can teach her what you have learned so far,” I offered in what I hoped was an innocent voice.
Tammie smiled, “Yeah, what ya doing Carr . . .?” She sort of slurred her cousin’s nickname . . . in a mocking way as Carrie ignored her.
“I was playing with his . . . stiff COCK,” she said confidently. She looked at me to confirm the correct use of the word. Carrie’s ego was stroked by her role as teacher. Tammie walked forward and knelt down on the carpet in front of us. Carrie lowered her voice and started to tell Tammie how to touch and handle . . . my now completely swollen cock.
I pulled Carrie back into position so that I could continue to suck and tease her cone breast with my mouth and lips. But . . . I knew I needed something else on my mind before I blew a wad in the young girl’s face. I reached down with my other hand and felt for Tammie’s body. I touched it with my finger tips and she immediately scooted closer. She was ready for some attention on her own part. I ran my hands over her ass and up to her chest. I found her hard nipples easily and I slipped my finger under her swimsuit top and pushed it away from her chest.
She was a late bloomer and only her nipples could be felt at the angle I was laying. She had grown tall but skinny. I moved down to her ass and ran my hands across her cheeks. Each one was small but well formed. She didn’t have the same meatiness that Carrie had . . . but they still felt good to me. Both halves could almost fit in my hand. I reached back and pushed the other half off of Carrie’s ass and felt the difference. I could hear the two girls whispering and their hands trading my cock back and forth. Their hot breath was blowing across my thighs . . . and I was rocking myself with my own ass cheeks wanting some serious relief.
I heard Tammie say, “Watch this . . . I saw mom doing this to Daddy.”
I jumped as I felt a familiar wetness close over the head of my cock. Her mouth was hot and clinging . . . as I thrust upwards. Luckily Tammie’s weight kept me from choking her lovely cousin with my long shaft. I moaned aloud. I heard Carrie sort of make a noise indicating how nasty she thought that was. She heard my moan and sat up a little to look down at me. I looked not at her but at Tammie who was smiling around my cockhead with her eyes twinkling at me. I smiled broadly back and reached out to her long blonde hair and stroked it gently.
Carrie watched . . . seemingly getting jealous. She leaned back over . . . pushing my hand away from Tammie. “I can do that.”
I felt cool air for a moment as Tammie was pulled away from her cock sucking and I felt Carrie swallowing my cock . . . just like her younger cousin. This was maddening. I needed something to get my mind off the pleasure I was receiving. I looked up at Carrie’s single mound. She had slid further down while giving me head. I reached up grabbing the sides of her suit and pulled it in one swift motion downwards. I then placed my hand on her ass and pulled her forwards and downwards. This had a dual effect. First my cock went a little further down her throat and her knees split apart alongside my head bringing her slit into contact with my probing tongue.
She jumped in surprise . . . taking her sucking mouth away from my cock but that was soon dealt with as Tammie claimed her prize. Carrie tried to sit up . . . but that merely forced her labia lips open against my own. I found her clit at the top of her cleft and flicked it a few times. I think she was about to object but her words didn’t make any sense as they came out. In fact . . . she more or less moaned, sighed and talked all at once. I used one hand to massage her ass cheeks and kept her pussy positioned over my mouth. She tasted sweet and her juices flowed into me as I licked along her damp pussy. She started to rotate her hips slowly in a circle. I could see and feel her wispy pubic hair . . . a light blonde dusting of sexuality across her mound.
I looked up over her ass crack and watched her ass flexed in rhythm to my oral stimulation. Tammie’s own oral stimulation was slowing to a stop. I guess she was more interested in what Carrie was feeling. I reached out with my free hand and found her butt again. I tried in vain for a few moments to pull down her hip-huggers but couldn’t. I felt her reach a hand back and help me work the panty bottoms off and she even pulled both legs out tossing them aside.
The younger cousin was now buck naked. She backed herself up to my hand and shook her ass against it. I reached under her ass from behind and started to feel along her quivering mound. She was wet and she spread her legs to allow me even fuller access. Soon I had her clit rubbing against one finger and another was probing along her slit. She immediately picked up on her sucking . . . and soon I was ready to explode.
Carrie was moaning and humping herself at my mouth when I pulled my lips from her and pushed her backwards off of me. “I’m gonna cum,” I moaned catching my own breath. Carrie still seemed a little lost, and her eyes were glazed with excitement. Tammie stopped and looked at me . . . one hand still wrapped around my throbbing cock.
I told them to sit next to each other on the couch as I tried my best to hold back. Once they were in position, I had to continue the process that had already begun. I grasped the base of my cock and shot a fountain of white juice . . . first at Tammie’s face and then sideways at Carrie’s. Long stringy jets landed up in Tammie’s hair, and then I lowered my spray to begin crisscrossing across their breasts. I hadn’t come in several days and the continuous shower of cum . . . coated their faces and chests.
“Open up your mouths,” I yelled . . . and like young birds they followed my instructions and I shot several ropes of cum into each of their openings. Carrie smiled, knowing what she would be tasting, but Tammie was trying to keep from swallowing the liquid that was filling her mouth.
“Swallow my load, you two!” I ordered and sure enough I watched them both gulp down my cream. Slowly the spout began to dribble and for the moment my tank was empty. I knelt down in front of them, inspecting their glistening bodies and a few even shot up over me unto Carrie’s chest. I sort of chuckled and laughed as both girls looked surprised and in shock.
“Uncle Mike, are you okay?” Carrie asked ignoring the semen on her own body.
“I’m better than okay. That was great!” I leaned back and sighed. Both girls were now naked and I had shot a long overdue load of my own juice.
“That’s the cum . . . remember Carrie . . . I told you about the pre-cum . . . Well that’s the second half of it.”
Tammie pulled some from her hair . . . “It’s all sticky.” Her other hand held my deflating cock. Some cum dribbling down and across her knuckles without her notice.
“I know . . . but most girls keep a guys cock in their mouth . . . and swallow it when they suck them off . . . like you did. But it’s okay you didn’t. It takes some getting used to.”
Tammie sniffed it and rubbed it in her fingers. “Isn’t that where you pee at. Doesn’t it taste nasty.”
“No,” Carrie stated trying to sound like an authority on the subject.
“How do you know?” Tammie said in challenge.
“Cause I tasted some before . . . Uncle Mike’s pre-cum.”
“Then taste it again,” Tammie shot back.
My cock was starting to grow again in her warm hand. “Now wait girls. If Carrie wants to taste it . . she has to get it from someplace that’s still warm like on my chest or on you Tammie.” I saw a chance to get these two putting on a little show for me . . . and I wasn’t going to miss it. At least I’ll get them thinking about it.
Carrie got down off the couch and I sat up hanging my legs off the side again. I directed them both to kneel facing each other in front of me. Carrie raised up and leaned forward to take a tentative lick of the sperm off my chest. I reached down over her back and slid my finger along her ass crack and then into her slit as she raised up as high as she could . . . to lick off the strand that landed just below my chin. She worked her way down and I continued to work on her mounded sex. As she cleaned around my pubic hair . . . my cock was once again fully hard. She even licked it up and down getting the head cleaned off cock juice. I had worked my finger up to the second knuckle into her hole. I felt her hymen and rubbed along the inside.
“Well that’s it,” Carrie announced.
“Not really…” I looked at Tammie’s hand. “I think she’s got some on her hand there.” I reached with my free hand to bring Tammie’s up to Carrie’s mouth. I winked at her. “Remember what we did before,” I hinted at her.
Carrie smiled getting my meaning and she started to lick and suck on Tammie’s finger. As she went up and down each digit . . . I reached over to Tammie and maneuvered her ass close enough to duplicate Carrie’s attentions. I slid my finger into her hole from behind and started a slow stroking motion. Both girls were almost touching on their knees. Tammie’s eyes were closed and Carrie watched her face . . . as she blew her cousin’s fingers. They had been cleaned a while when I tugged Tammie’s hand away.
“Carrie, I think she’s almost clean but she still has a spot on her cheek there.” I pointed to a glistening wet area on Tammie’s cheek just an inch from her lips. “Lick that up okay?”
She looked at me a moment but her eyes were a little foggy from the constant stroke of my finger in her slit. She leaned close. Their nipples were touching as she licked the spot then licked it again. “Now give her a kiss to thank her.” She didn’t even hesitate as she kissed her cousin softly. Tammie responded tilting her head into the kiss. I thumbed both their clits as they kissed. They must have felt a tingle across their whole body . . . because they stayed in contact stuck in a simple kiss for several moments. Finally, they broke their kiss and leaned back.
“Now your turn Tammie.” She looked up at me confused.
She looked around and then said, “There’s none left.”
“Yes there is . . . a little left on Carrie . . . right here,” I motioned to the two strings still clinging to her chest. One was very near her cone like breast and the other on her belly button. “Come on Carrie.” I guided her up on the couch and pulled Tammie around to kneel in front of her as I had just done. “There you go. Start at the top.”
I pushed Tammie forward gently and watched as she licked out at the string of cum. I leaned in close beside her and sucked Carrie’s breast into my mouth but kept my eyes on Tammie. I took one of her hands and laid it on Carrie’s thigh and gently rubbed it around . . . moving it slowly closer to her cousin’s slit. I licked out at a string of semen myself letting it hang on the tip of my tongue. I reached for Tammie’s head and guided her mouth to mine.
She licked out the cum . . . but I pulled my tongue into my mouth and kissed her instead. I then pushed my tongue gently into her mouth and started a deep soulful kiss. She soon started running her own tongue into my mouth. I stopped to suck it several times. Meanwhile my hand was steadily guiding her hand into Carrie’s mound. We stopped the kiss and licked up a few more drops then would kiss again. I kept one hand on Tammie’s head and one moving upwards on Carrie’s thigh. I would look up between kisses to see Carrie watching us intently, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
“Carrie do you want some too?” She nodded so I had Tammie scoop up the last string and rise up to Carrie’s mouth. I watched as Tammie slid her tongue into Carrie’s mouth and Tammy having watched us . . . returned the favor in kind. Our hands soon made it to Carrie’s downy pubic hair. I guided Tammie’s finger into her slit . . . then up and down. I kept the one hand on Carrie’s neck stroking it slowly, as they kissed. When Carrie broke the kiss to move down and start on the lower string . . . I guided her instead to Tammie’s breast. She took the hint well and started to lick and suck on one of her nipples. Tammie had leaned her head back and just sighed . . . relaxing completely. I let go of Carrie’s hand and waited to make sure it continued its duty at Tammie’s slit. I rubbed her thigh . . . feeling Carrie’s stroking her cousin softly.
I moved back a little watching the younger girl please her cousin. After a few moments I moved behind Carrie. Knowing Tammie was getting all the attention . . . I thought Carrie should have some fun too. I slid my cock under her ass and let it slide into her slit. She pushed her ass backwards against me. I slowly started fucking along her slit letting the full length of my cock rub over her slick lips. I stroked her from behind as she left Tammie’s breast and licked up the string from her stomach and they traded kisses again. Tammie watched as I slowly moved my larger frame against the skinny girl. My cock was pulsing from the friction.
Carrie then sat up for a moment, I think to just enjoy the feel of my cock.
My cock head caught a few times at Carrie’s hole. She stopped one time and reached back with a wet hand and held it as I pushed forward. Her flesh grabbed at me as I entered her. I could only make it an inch or so before I pulled back and tried again. Carrie was pushing as hard back as she could. Within a few jabs of my cock she opened up and took over half the length into her tight pussy. I never felt anything like it. She was getting me ready to cum in only a few quick strokes.
The friction was more than I could take. “I’m cumming again,” I announced. Carrie screwed hard backwards pulling her mouth from Tammie and lifting her head up so she could moan as my first gush of juice splashed against the inside of her womb. I stroked the last few gushes into her.
We all sat on the couch for a few minutes. Breathing deeply catching our breath and enjoying the warm feel of each other’s flesh. Both girls cuddled up to me and I stroked their arms and legs while they gently stroked each other in non- sensitive areas.
“Well this is a better party than usual,” I sighed and both girls giggled. “We better get back before someone else wanders in who doesn’t appreciate our fun.” I smiled started to stand.
They reluctantly separated. I grabbed their suits insisting on dressing each in turn. I dressed Carrie first. I kissed her slit before pulling up the bottoms and gave her nipples a long suck before pulling her top in place. I kissed her slow and long, our tongues dancing inside each other’s mouth.
I then gave Tammie the same treatment. They both said I should get the same treatment so they pulled on my shirt and kissed my nipples which had been hard most of the time as was theirs. They took turns sloppily kissing my cock. It had stayed semi-hard and they passed it back and forth before finally, carefully zipping me up. They kissed each other deeply without any hesitation.
I sent them off first and moved some stuff around to make it seem like I had been here for a reason. I told them if anyone asked they gave me a hand looking for a suitcase . . . one that never apparently existed for we could not find it. Part II will arrive in a few days!