Cynthia

My tongue needed a rest from its insistent drilling, so I pulled from Amanda's crotch to offer the other ladies a chance at her near-virgin delights.

"Who wants some of this yummy snatch?" I offered a little too loudly as Foxy was still perched on Amanda's face.

June was the first out of the water, followed closely by Jenn and Belinda. Backing away, I dove into the pool for a quick rinse before walking back out and plopping my ass down on a lounge chair. The sun was warm and bright, and it didn't take long for my front to dry off completely. I watched as the threesome of ladies attacked Amanda's crotch like a hungry pack of wolves. Only Susan abstained. I wanted so badly to tell her how wonderful having your daughter as a sexual partner could be but doubted that she'd understand or could keep that a secret.

Standing up, I turned my chair around so that when I lay back down on my stomach, I'd be facing the action again. Plopping down onto the chair face down, I slid up to the edge so I could leer at the continued action. It was about that time that Susan walked slowly past me toward the house.

I assumed that she had to pee or maybe check on some things inside, but honestly, I didn't give it much thought. My thoughts and eyes quickly returned to the girly gangbang of sweet Amanda.

A few minutes later, after the sun warmed my backside nicely, I felt the first drops of what I thought was suntan oil being drizzled about my buttocks. The trail of fluid moved up and down each leg, and my back before hands followed to rub it in wonderfully.  

"Mmmm," I purred as Susan caressed from my toes to the base of my skull. Once I was coated thoroughly, I felt the warm drops slip into the crevice of my parted legs. Her fingers followed suit, pushing my thighs further apart before more oil was drizzled directly onto my pucker. First one, then two fingers plunged inside and began a slow fuck of my backdoor while additional lubrication was added. I was moaning noticeably now, although I was no competition for the sounds emanating from Amanda's still-covered mouth.

Susan seemed to be moving about the lounger when I felt her left hand grip my shoulder. About that time, her fingers were gently removed before I felt the tip of something larger press its way inside.  

"Did you grow a cock when you went inside?" I questioned.

"Yes, and it's a big one. No one else has been able to handle it so far other than me, but I'm sure that you won't have any trouble given your slut-like nature," Susan replied after the tip had breached my anal ring.

"Fuck yesss!" I growled at the circumference of her faux prick. "Deeperrr, you ass fuckerrr!" I added as she slipped in with ease.

"Damn, Cynthia! You must love some big dick in your ass, girl," Susan said before pulling back and giving me more.

"How much have you got back there?" I challenged as her second stroke moved in a little deeper.

"It's six inches around and ten inches long. So far, you've taken seven easily. Want more?" Susan prodded.

"I want it all! And once your balls are pressing against my cunt, I want it faster and faster, with the occasional slap on my ass for good measure," I answered her as I neared my first of many orgasms with that beast in my colon.

I felt her go deeper with each of the next three strokes before her groin slapped against me. I came hard as she held herself there for a moment, obviously feeling my excited quivering. More lube was added to the mix before the pummeling began. I was still in the midst of my orgasm as Susan ramped up the speed and began adding in the random smack on one cheek and then the other.

With her free hand, Susan grabbed a fistful of my hair and was going at me like a rodeo rider on a bucking bronco. I came again and again as she took me to a new anal level. Not even being fucked by my son's big cock compared to this beast. It wasn't long before I was squirting, then drooling, and finally passing out from the overload of it all.

Susan

Watching my daughter getting used by all my friends had me on the edge of climax without even touching myself. I needed something to occupy myself, or I might have gone over there and joined in. Turning my focus away from the gang-lick of my daughter's beautiful little puss, I saw Cynthia all alone and face down on her lounge chair. My evil mind quickly formed a delicious idea before I scampered off to my bedroom. Returning a few short minutes later with a large bottle of lube and my strap-on, I headed straight for Cynthia.

Her head was turned away from me as I began to coat her entire body in the oily substance and rubbed it into her skin softly. I figured that she'd think it was suntan oil, and obviously, she did because she never even turned to look. Cynthia was cooing softly as I massaged the lube into her sun-dried skin from top to bottom. With my faux dong dangling inches from her backside, I poured more between her opening cheeks. Clearly, she knew what I was after and spread her thighs wider, offering herself for my entertainment.

The first finger slid in with no resistance at all, so I quickly added a second, which brought about some soft moans. I pumped and stretched her anal opening for a very short minute before pulling out and coating my plastic prick generously. When the tip pressed into her opening, Cynthia became very verbal, and I acknowledged her thoughts while focusing on fucking that spectacular ass of hers. I had the straps cinched tight against my pussy, with the center strap splitting my labia and rubbing exquisitely across my inflamed pucker. So, as good as it felt to her, it felt nearly that good to me.

Following Cynthia's breathy commands, I was quickly giving her all of my favorite dong, to her orgasmic delight, and doing the same for myself. She had a way of bringing out my wildest side. It had been years since I'd fucked someone with such abandon. There was a real freedom in being with her because she had virtually no limits. As long as you gave her orgasms, Cynthia seemed to be up for anything. I wrapped one hand in her hair and smacked her ass with the other like I was riding my prize pony in the Derby for all the money.

Several minutes later, as I was running out of energy from my own multiple orgasms, I noticed that Cynthia had gone limp and quiet. Apparently, I'd fucked her into an orgasmic coma, so it was time to stop. Easing out of her, I unstrapped myself and dropped the phallus onto the ground. I then snuggled up close and dozed off myself.  

We must have been out for a while before someone covered us up as the sun began to disappear behind the house.

*****

Cynthia

I woke slowly, lying on my side with a warm body snuggled up against me. The sounds of women chatting in the background reminded me of where I was. I remembered Susan fucking me like a crazed woman as I egged her on. She was spooned tightly against me with one hand wrapped about my chest and gripping my breast. This was the only way to wake, in my opinion, and I reveled in the feeling of her warm flesh pressed against mine. If she'd still had that cock attached to her, I would have had it inside me already.

Susan

Cynthia woke me from a delectable dream of us each being fucked by three hung studs in all three holes at once while on the same king-sized bed. We were each taking their loads over and over in a never-ending sea of manly cum. Once we drained them dry, we ate each other in a slow, passionate sixty-nine that lasted for hours.  

"What a dream I was having when you woke me with the grinding of your pillowy ass into my crotch."

"Oh yeah, what was it about my ass-loving whore?" Cynthia questioned as her free hand reached back to grab a handful of mine.

"We were each taking on three young bucks and draining them before eating it all out of each other."

"That does sound amazing, but I doubt that any of them could have fucked my ass the way that you just did. Besides, I'd rather have three women than three men any day of the week, and I had four earlier today, so I know what I'm talking about," Cynthia countered.

"Either way, I have you, and I want that sweet pussy of yours on my face right now!"

Cynthia pulled away, pushed me on my back, and sat on my face before diving between my legs. We ate each other softly and lovingly until someone's phone alarm started dinging.

"Damn, is it eight o'clock already?" Cynthia pouted from between my slick thighs.

"Is it time for you to go, my horny little slut?"

"Yes! I promised Brian that I would save a little pussy for him since he was okay with me spending the day with all of you lesbian bimbos." Cynthia whined like a child losing its toy.

"Well, it's only Saturday, so we can have some more fun tomorrow if you want?" I replied teasingly.

"Oh, I forgot about that!" Cynthia spouted before gnawing on my overly sensitive slit and giving me another cum.  

Cynthia

I sucked Susan's leaking twat for every enticing drop of her orgasmic fluid while she attempted to return the favor while still shaking from hers. She finally conceded as I continued to lap across her scarlet clit and labia.

"Okay, I give," Susan panted before I almost meanly sat up and covered her face completely with my spread thighs. I rubbed my crotch all about her face and hair to seemingly mark her as mine before standing up and walking into her house. Once inside, I found her bedroom and grabbed a sleep shirt that covered everything down to mid-thigh. Strutting back outside, I came upon Susan, whose face was still decorated with my womanly fluids.  

"Don't forget your swimsuit, Sexy," she grinned while handing me a handful of what was basically string.

"Oh, I'll need that back sometime soon," Susan said in reference to the t-shirt that I'd purloined.

"How about if I wear it back here first thing in the morning?" I suggested while lifting the front enough to show my slippery cunt before stepping forward and licking her face tauntingly.

"Well, my husband will be home by then, but I don't think he'd mind watching the two of us go at it a little if that's okay with you."

"The watching is good for me, but what if he wants some too?"

"Well then, I'll tell him that this pussy and ass is all mine, and he'll have to give me his furious sixty seconds," Susan replied before moving in for one helluva knee-weakening kiss.

As the kiss slowly parted with a healthy string of saliva stretching out between us, Susan walked to the phone. "What's your number, Sexy"

Susan called my house, and Brian answered. "You better come and get your wife before I keep her for the night, you lucky bastard!" the obvious jealousy dripped in her tone before she hung up.

"Well, we better get you out front before I strip off that shirt and suck that delectable pussy of yours for the rest of the evening," Susan teased but surely meant it.

We walked lethargically toward the door side by side, kissing along the way. She made no attempt at subtlety as her hand was buried between my buttocks. Her fingers were dipping in and out of my puss and ass like she was feeling it all for the first time.

It suddenly occurred to me that she was falling in love with me, and I her, to a degree.  

"I love you too, Susan," I said after turning to face her and planting a soft, tongue-fueled kiss on her sensual mouth. Backing her against the wall, I dropped to my knees and sucked her clit and labia into my mouth, nibbling on her sex with intent. She quickly began to shiver as the last orgasm of the evening between us took her over. After tasting as much of her nectar as I could find, I stood back up and kissed her hungrily one more time before we both heard the short beep of my departure.

Not wanting to end it too quickly after that, I kissed her tenderly for another minute before saying, "Call me in the morning, Lover," and headed out the door. Walking down the sidewalk toward Brian, I raised the back of my shirt and turned my head as Susan stood naked at her open front door for anyone to see. She was definitely in love with me even if she hadn't said it.

"What was that all about?" Brian asked as I slid into the passenger seat.

"Just teasing them a little more," I replied with a big smile on my face.

To be continued...