The luncheon date with Christie was arranged and Kerry spent two hours dressing. She know it was silly to try and compete with a teens but she was determined to try.
As she dressed, she thought about the things that Jason and the little blonde probably did in bed. She wondered if they fucked in Christie's house. She wouldn't let Jason bring her here. That was one rule she had no intention of changing. He could fuck her anywhere else, but not in Kerry's house.
She made up her eyes carefully as she thought about the teenage girl's round firm butt and pointed tits. Her boobs weren't as big as Kerry's, but they were firm and juicy-looking, without a hint of a sag. And her legs were gorgeous. Not too long, but very shapely, with gorgeous thighs. Kerry noticed her thighs especially. The older she became, the more she noticed things like that on young girls.
Maybe it would have been better if I'd have had a daughter too, she thought as she stepped into her skirt and zipped it up. Maybe I'm too involved with Jason because he's an only child.
She pulled her sweater aver her head and stepped into her high-heeled pumps. Too late to think about that now. She'd only wanted one child and that was that. Physically she knew she could still add to her family, but she didn't want to now. She didn't want to give up her freedom. And besides, Elliot would kill her if she became pregnant.
She wondered how Jason would like a baby sister or brother. If she had a daughter, brother and sister could have a ball. But that was silly, she thought as she brushed her long dark hair. Jason would be married and out of the house before the girl would be ten.
When the doorbell rang, she took one last glance in the mirror. Pleased with what she saw, she ran downstairs and opened the door.
The girl who might some day be her daughter-in-law stood there looking breathtakingly beautiful. "Hi, Mrs. Larson," she said.
"Come in, Christie," Kerry said, opening the door wide. "And please call me Kerry."
"Can I really?" the girl said, her eyes wide and young and her perfect tits encased in a tight tee-shirt.
They walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa. "I'd prefer it," Kerry said. "Being called Mrs. Larson makes me feel so old."
"Oh, my mom says that all the time. You've got to meet my mom. You two would hit it off."
"But why would I want to meet your mother unless you and Jason are really serious about each other. You're not, are you?"
The words were out before she could stop herself, and Kerry bit her lip and sat back on the sofa. She averted her eyes and then heard the girl clear her throat.
"Would it bother you if we were, Mrs. Larson?" Christie said.
"You were going to call me Kerry," Kerry said. "Remember?"
"Oh, yes," Christie said in a tiny voice. "Well, anyway, would you mind if Jason and I got married some day. When we're older, of course," she added quickly.
"Why would I mind?" Kerry said, sounding somewhat piqued. "Of course we expect him to go to college and get started in a career before he even thinks about taking on the responsibility of a family. And you're only eighteen yourself. Isn't that a little young to be thinking about getting married?"
"Lots of kids make plans while they're still in high school. Jason told me you were real young when you and Mr. Larson got married. How old were you?"
Kerry sucked in her breath and gazed at the girl through glittering eyes. "Things were different in those days. It was before woman's lib."
"I'm not a libber," Christie said quickly. "I believe a woman's place is in the home, taking care of her husband and children. I want lots of kids. At least four or five."
"You may change your mind about that," Kerry said, rising up. "Let's eat. That's what you're here for, isn't it?"
The teenager followed her into the dining room where Kerry had set the table. She sat down while the older woman went to the kitchen for the salads she'd prepared.
I wish there was arsenic on hers, Kerry thought as she brought the dishes to the dining room. The little slut!
She knew in her heart she was being silly. She couldn't keep Jason with her forever. She didn't even want to. One of these days she might get bored with fucking teenagers and he would set in her way. Still, it made her furious that the little blonde bitch was making plans for Jason's future after a half dozen dates.
When the food was on the table, she sat down and began eating in silence. She knew that Christie probably sensed her displeasure, so she forced herself to make small-talk with the girl.
"We have to go shopping some time," Kerry said. "That's a pretty tee-shirt you're wearing."
"It's my mom's," Christie said. "We wear the same size and share all our clothes."
"That's nice," Kerry said, spooning some cottage cheese into her mouth.
"I wish you didn't hate me, Kerry," Christie said.
Kerry dropped her spoon. "What makes you think I hate you?"
"Oh, I understand about those things," Christie said, placing her fork on her plate and folding her hands in her lap. "He's an only child and you probably think we're tod young to have a sexual relationship."
"I wasn't an angel when I was your age," Kerry said. "I did a lot of crazy things when I was in high school."
They began talking then and Kerry found herself relating personal things to the girl. Things she'd never told another living soul. She spoke rapidly and Christie laughed out loud when Kerry came to a funny story. By the time Kerry brought out dessert, she found herself liking the girl more than she'd thought possible.
"Let me tell you about the night I met Jason's father," Kerry said.
She spent the next hour compensating for hating the girl and by the time she finished they were best friends. "No one would expect a pretty thing like you to be a virgin," she said, patting Christie's hand. "I know from experience. They're all over you like flies, huh?"
Christie nodded as Kerry continued. "When you've got a face and figure like yours, the boys don't leave you alone." She smiled teasingly and held the girl's hand in hers. "And when you've got hot pants, it makes it hard to refuse, doesn't it?"
Christie blushed. "You've got a much better figure than mine," she said.
Kerry glanced down at her big boobs. "Oh, it's nice of you to say so, but I don't think so."
"After I met you, Jason told me you had the nicest tits in the world. And once I met you I agreed with him. They're absolutely gorgeous."
"Well, I have always had nice big ones," Kerry smiled.
They returned to the living room and Christie sat close to Kerry on the sofa. "I was so nervous about coming here," the blonde said, placing an arm around Kerry's shoulder. "And it's turning out so nice."
"I'm enjoying it too, dear," Kerry said.
The teenager toyed with Kerry's hair. "You know what you said before," Christie said. "About boys being all over me. Well, it's a real pain in the butt sometimes. I mean, sometimes I just like being with a girl, if you know what I mean."
The girl's fingers fluttered over Kerry's neck and the older woman's face felt hot. "You mean like today, having lunch together or going shopping?"
"No," Christie said, pushing her tit against Kerry's arm. "I mean more than that."
Kerry wondered if she'd heard her correctly. It almost sounded like the girl was propositioning her. And the way she was pushing her tits against her arm made shivers run down Kerry's spine.
"Just exactly what are you trying to say?" Kerry said, turning to face the blonde. "I believe in being blunt."
"Jason told me that," Christie grinned. "So do I. How would you like to ball with me?"
"What?"
"Don't look so shocked. Things haven't changed that much since you were my age. Don't tell me you never tried it with another woman."
"Well, I never did!"
Christie giggled and got to her feet. She tugged at Kerry's hand. "It's a gas if you've never tried it," she said. "Come on, Kerry. A cock is great, but a pussy is nice too."
Kerry rose to her feet and let the girl lead her out of the room and up the stairs. She was no longer thinking for herself. The teenager's words rang in her ears like a silent command. "It's a gas if you've never tried it," she said.
They went into Kerry and Elliot's room. The little blonde told her to sit down oh the bed and she stood next to her, stroking her tits, Kerry felt her nipples pucker up immediately and she gazed up at the teenager.
"Does your mother know you do things like this?"
She stroked Kerry's big boob and the brunette trembled. The girl's caress was wonderful and she felt herself getting turned on.
Her excitement mounted as the teenage girl fondled her jugs. Her heart pounded as she let her lop fall open. She wondered if Christie would lick her pussy. She fantasized about having another woman suck her cunt, but never dreamed it would happen.
Kerry licked her lips and felt her nipples stiffen. She was totally confident about what they were doing. They kissed, moist lips meeting and tongue tips into each other's mouth. The girl lifted the bra off her tits and tossed it aside.
She supported Kerry's tits with her hands while they frantically tongued each other's lips. She plucked her nipples, pulling and pinching them until they almost burst with desire.
Kerry's pussy moistened and she felt her clit stiffen at the top of her slit. Without a word spoken, they both rose up and began undressing.
Kerry was naked first, and she watched with fascination as the little blonde peeled her clothes off. Her body was gorgeous. Her cunt muff was thick and golden-blonde and her tits were pink-tipped and firm.
The teenager noticed the hunger in Kerry's eyes because she smiled mischievously and spread her legs wide, showing Kerry her juice-coated gash.
Kerry almost stopped breathing at the sight of the girl's pussy. It wasn't just that Jason had fucked the blonde's crimson cunt. It was more. There was something so erotic about gazing at the girl's twat and knowing that soon she would be licking it. Because Kerry knew now with absolute certainty that she would suck the girl's cunt. She wanted to. Her mouth watered at the prospect of closing her lips over her juicy-looking twat.
"I think you're turning-on," Christie giggled, as they climbed onto the bed.
The teenager stretched out on her back and Kerry stretched out on top of her. Staring into the girl's eyes. They lay there, tit to tit and pussy to pussy. Kerry being on top directed what happened next.
She pressed her lips against Christie's. The girl shivered visibly when Kerry snaked her tongue into her mouth and pound her cunt against Christie's cunt.
"Hey, you're really digging it!" Christie squealed.
"Yes, I am," Kerry sighed, dragging her tongue down to the girl's pert tits.
She sucked one of Christie's nipples into her mouth and darted her tongue over the girl's boot. The sweetness of Christie's creamy skin overwhelmed her. Licking a girl's skin was so different from licking a boy's.
She bunched down on the bed, dragging her tongue over the girl's boobs and belly and wetting down her pussy-thicket. Christie groaned when Kerry's tongue fluttered over the edge of her cunt lips.
"Make me come!" Christie begged.
The teenager splayed her legs open and grabbed Kerry's hair. She forced Kerry's mouth against her cunt, arching her back and panting for breath as she strained to achieve the ecstasy she so desperately sought.
Kerry held the girl's ass in her hands and lapped her tongue up and down her overheated gash. She sucked and licked her lust-swollen cunt-folds and caressed her butt-flesh.
She used her upper lip to caress the teenager's clit. She tried to remember all the things that turned her on when she was with a man and she did them all to the little teenybopper.
She shoved a finger into Christie's cunthole and rasped her tongue over her clit. She added a second finger and churned them around as she tongued her love-button.
"Fuck me!" Christie shrieked.
"I'm doing my best!" Kerry hissed.
"I mean fuck me! Stick your tongue inside my cunt and fuck me!"
Christie's cunt expelled her fingers and she stiffened her tongue and forced it into Christie's pussy-hole.
"Yes, fuck me!" Christie sobbed. "I'm coming! Fuck me!"
Kerry used her thumb on the girl's clit while she tongue-fucked her gash. Her jaws ached, but her pussy throbbed with excitement. She knew in that instant that when Christie came, she would come too.
Suddenly the little blonde trembled violently and babbled incoherently as she climaxed. Kerry's tongue was buried deep inside her cunt, she felt the waves of sensation engulf her own pussy.
She rolled over onto the bed and the blonde soon rolled over on top of her. "Oh, Kerry, that was wonderful!" she gasped. "As soon as I catch my breath I'll do it to you too!"
The sounds of their breathing filled the room and soon Christie leaned over and began kissing and licking Kerry's tits. She used one hand to part Kerry's thighs and it wasn't long before she had a finger streaking in and out of Kerry's cunthole.
It felt strange to have the girl's dainty fingers stretching her inner thighs while her pouty mouth nibbled on her jugs. She was used to a man's bristly whiskers on her skin and yet enjoyed Christie's femininity.
Soon Christie's head was between her legs and she was darting her tongue over Kerry's snatch. Her blonde head bobbed up and down, but Kerry could no longer see her pretty features.
She bucked her ass up off the bed when Christie's tongue rasped over her pussy tissues. She clung to the girl's hair and shivered as she thrust herself against the teenager's sucking mouth.
She loved the feeling of Christie's warm breath on her twat. The sucking and licking were wonderful, but she gasped when Christie plucked at her clit with her teeth.
She bucked her ass and wiggled her hips. Her damp hair flew over her face as she tossed her head from side to side. She was about to explode in a climax when Christie stopped sucking and picked her head up.
"How about a sixty-nine?" the blonde smiled.
"A sixty-nine?"
"Yeah, you know, a double-sucking."
"Sure," Kerry giggled.
Why not? she thought as the teenage blonde scrambled around the bed. In a moment the girl's cunt was over her face and she reached up and held her round butt in both hands as she prepared herself for a good long suck.