The phone was ringing by the time she'd made herself a drink. She picked it up, and Brad panted, "Hello!"
She snapped, "No!" then she hung up.
She returned to the phone, but not in behalf of Brad. The person she called lived in a house with a swimming pool, the place where Cindy had earlier spent a good part of the day.
"Mrs. Carlton!" She spoke in a no nonsense voice when the mother of Suzie and Kevin answered. "This is Cindy Ryan. I'll come right to the point."
"Yes?" the woman said.
"My daughter, Tina, is staying at your house. I'm sure you don't know the circumstances of her being there or you'd never allow it. But the fact is that Tina has run away from home. Naturally, I want her back. As a mother, yourself, I know you understand my position."
Mrs. Carlton was most apologetic. She'd had no idea that Tina was gone from home without permission. She'd just assumed that Tina planned to stay a couple of days with Suzie, thinking nothing of it because the girls were such good friends.
"But you can believe me, I'll send Tina home right away." Mrs. Carlton promised. Cindy thanked Mrs. Carlton for her cooperation, then hung up to await the showdown with Tina. But then, minutes later, there was a complication. Randy came sailing in, supposedly from a long day of mowing lawns.
"Work hard, darling?" Cindy said sweetly to him, giving no indication that she knew what he'd really been doing.
"Better believe it, Mom," Randy said, wiping his brow. "I'm bushed."
"I understand, dear," Cindy sympathetically told him. "Why don't I fix you something nice and cool to drink, then you can take a nap."
"Sounds good, Mom," Randy sighed with relief, glad to be off the hook when he was so drained from fucking his sister this afternoon.
Cindy drifted from the living room to fix him his drink. On her way to the kitchen she made a brief stop in the bathroom and took a small brown container from the medicine cabinet. Then moments later, as she mixed her son's iced tea, she dropped in a couple of sleeping pills and watched them dissolve while she stirred.
Ten minutes after downing the cool drink, Randy Ryan was so woozy that his mother had to help him to his room. When she left him sprawled across the bed, Cindy locked the door behind her, grinning broadly at how cleverly she'd handled things so far. She just hoped she was as successful when Tina appeared.
She'd find out quickly enough, because a car had just pulled up in front of the house. Cindy looked out the window and saw her daughter step out with a scowl on her face, with Mrs. Carlton waiting to make sure she went inside.
Now the front door slowly opened. Cindy was poised on the other side of it. No sooner had her daughter partially entered than she grabbed Tina's arm, yanking her all the way inside.
"Welcome home, young lady!" Cindy snapped. In the process she had twisted Tina's arm around in a hammerlock.
"Jesus, Mom!" the frightened girl blurted. "What're you gonna do to me?"
"Teach you a lesson you'll never forget," Cindy hissed. "You behave like a child, so I'll just have to treat you like one. Beat some sense into you exactly the way I used to when you were a bad, little girl."
Cindy increased the pressure on the hammerlock, until tears welled in her daughter's eyes.
"Okay, Mom, okay," Tina sobbed with pain. "Anything's better than this. Just let go of my arm and you can spank me all you want."
Cindy released her, but stayed within range to seize Tina again should she try and escape. Trapped, there was nothing the whimpering girl could do but unsnap her jeans and, self-consciously wriggle out of them.
"Panties, too," Cindy commanded. "In fact, you might as well take everything off. If you're naked, you'll think twice about trying to run out of the house."
"Why are you doing this to me?" Tina cried out with humiliation, as she struggled with her panties.
"Because, like I told you, you have been a bad, little girl," Tina darkly chuckled. "A very bad little girl. No you'll hurry up and get the rest of those clothes off, if you know what's good for you."
Tina finished stripping in trembling silence. When she was nude, her mother led her over to the couch.
"Across my knee," Cindy instructed after sitting down.
Poor Tina assumed the position she recalled so well from her childhood, kneeling and bending at the waist so she was supported by her angry mother's lap. Her hot bare bottom was the highest part of her body now, just waiting to be spanked.
And cocking her arm to deliver the first blow, Cindy looked down at the girl's quivering teenaged ass and held her breath with excitement. It was, she thought, as beautiful a sight as she'd ever seen. For as they helplessly shuddered, her daughter's plump asscheeks opened just enough to expose the shaved cunt that Cindy had so admired earlier this afternoon.
Down her open hand crashed, slapping ass. The impact made Tina's pussylips open and close so noticeably that Cindy couldn't hit her again fast enough.
Soon the blows were raining down. Tina's ass reddened. And so did her cunt, as several of Cindy's slaps strayed just low enough to leave welts on the hairless treasure between her daughter's thighs.
"Enough, Mom!" Tina begged for mercy. "I know I've been bad, but I'll be good from now on! I promise!"
Ending the assault, Cindy crooned, "Yes, I believe you've learned your lesson. But I had to hit you so hard to get through to you. Look at those marks. They're worse than I expected."
"What're you do-doing, Mom?" Tina stammered, flinching when her mother's hand returned to her battered ass.
Only this, time, Cindy's touch was gentle.
She soothed, "Now that you're a good girl again, Mommy's going to make all the hurt go away, darling."
Cindy lovingly stroked her daughter's ass, rubbing each globe with her open palms. Sometime in the midst of it, her fingertips began to stray into the split of Tina's ass.
"Ooooh, Mom, feels good," Tina moaned, making no attempt to get up from Cindy's lap. "Almost worth getting spanked for."
"I can make it feel even better for you, sweetheart," Cindy softly suggested. "I'll show you what I mean."
Now, for the first time, Cindy openly touched her daughter's cunt, running her fingers along the outer rims.
"Mmmm," Tina sighed with approval. "Do it some more, Mom."
Tina's pussy parted momentarily at the lips so the inner pinkness showed. Before they closed again, Cindy had her middle finger inside her dewy cunt slit.
So skittish such a short time before, Tina hardly batted an eyelash when she said, "You've got me wet down there, don't you, Mom?"
Cindy admitted that she had.
"Know how I got so wet?" Tina coyly murmured with irresistible girlishness. "It isn't just your finger inside me. But I can't tell you unless you let me use the right words. Promise you won't get too upset, Mom, if I say some things I'm not supposed to?"
"Say anything you want," Cindy cooed with anticipation. "When did you start getting wet for me, princess?"
"It happened when you spanked me," Tina revealed. "Every time your hand hit my ass, I could feel it just a little bit more in my pussy. By the time you stopped, I was almost coming."
"Then why did you make me quit?"
"I was afraid you'd get even madder if I liked being spanked too much," Tina explained. "Would you like to come now, darling?" "Try me, Mom." Responding at once to her daughter's invitation, Cindy added a second finger to Tina's cunt and began wriggling them within the girl's sticky fuck tunnel. At the same time, she brought her thumb to the top of the teenager's hairless pussy, probed the folds, and instantly found the meaty button she was looking for.
"Oh, yes, my cunt, Mom, my cunt," Tina panted. "Play with my clit while you're fingerfucking my pussy, and I'll come so hard for you."
Cindy put on the pressure, digging into her daughter's cunt and pushing her plump teenaged cunt to the bone.
"Fantastic!" Tina squealed with orgasmic joy. "I'm coming already, Mom! If you think my cunt was wet before, you ought to check it out now!"
Cindy looked down and saw the leaking pussy juice glisten as it trickled down her forearm. The sight of it made her tongue pass hungrily over her lips, as she imagined how sweet it must taste. And this thought having occurred to her, suddenly it was no longer enough to just fingerfuck her daughter's moist, young cunt.
"C-can I eat you, baby?" Cindy asked, her words tumbling out like dice.
"I'll never forgive you if you don't!" She finally left her mother's lap, but only to strike an even more inviting pose. Tina was quickly spread out on the floor, her knees up and her thighs apart. The focal point of her naked body was her hairless cunt. Stretching her pussy lips apart, she offered the juiciest of all possible targets.
"Well, what're you waiting for?" Tina interrupted Cindy's thoughts. "You're not getting cold feet, are you, Mom?"
"Nothing about me is cold," Cindy readily admitted, her eyes remaining trained on Tina's wide-open cunt while her own pussy burned with desire.
"Then what's holding you back? I want you to eat me so much."
"It's just that you seem so ready for this," Cindy said. "Almost as if you'd been expecting it."
"In a way."
"How?" Cindy breathed, wondering if she'd been seen after all when she'd spied on the kids by the Carltons' pool.
"It's simple, Mom," she explained. "After I'd stripped and you saw my shaved pussy and didn't say anything, I knew you'd been checking me out in advance. That you must want me for something more than just a spanking. So I went along, hoping I was right."
"Oh, darling, you were!" Cindy gushed. "So, so right! I'll fill you in on the rest of it later, but now – now…"
"Just eat me, Mom, eat my cunt!" Tina urged. "Whatever you have to tell me can wait until after we get it on!"
At last Cindy dove between her daughter's legs. Her mouth was abruptly crushing the lips of Tina's pussy, while her tongue shot into the girl's sweet, young cunt.
However, this wasn't all. As soon as her mother was going down on her, Tina began stripping Cindy's clothes away.
"I want you naked, too," Tina panted. "Naked so I can get at your pussy when you twist around on top of me for a sixty nine." That was all Cindy needed to hear. Around she swiveled, her tongue corkscrewing in her daughter's cunt until her loins wound up straddling Tina's head and shoulders.
Tina looked up at her mother's crotch, covered now by only a sheer pair of bikini panties. They were so wet that they were transparent, clinging like a second skin to Cindy's oozing cunt.
"Know what?" Tina called up. "Instead of just taking them off the regular way, I think I'll suck these panties right off your pussy, Mom."
"Mmmm, be my guest, darling," Cindy moaned from the well of her daughter's thighs.
Then she lowered her spread loins against Tina's face. Tina took the sopping crotch band of the panties in her mouth, drawing it along with a clump of pussy hair almost to her throat. In the process, her lips sealed the rims of her mother's cunt with a kiss of passionate suction.
"Oh, I'm close to coming for you already, baby," Cindy groaned with mounting lust.
"Not until I come too, Mom," Tina broke the pussy-kiss to answer. "Together?"
"All the way, Mom!"
Their mouths attacked one another's cunt again. This time, Tina bit at her mother's panties until they were ripped to shreds, then tongued her way straight up Cindy's pussy. At the other end of the action, Cindy concentrated on her daughter's cunt, sucking the stiff bud as if she were nursing at a nipple.
A moment later and each was coming in the other's face. The pussyjuice that wasn't swallowed drooled down their chins. When it appeared they might be running out of orgasmic intensity, they seemed to read one another's mind and moved their mouths from cunt to ass.
Deeper and deeper their tongues rimmed each other's tight assholes. This time the climaxes were accompanied by farts. But mother and daughter welcomed this as eagerly, inhaling the fumes until their lungs were full of one another's pungent essence.
When, finally, they broke apart, it was not due to any lessening of erotic desire. "What next?" Cindy asked.
"How would you like to be fucked, Mom?" Tina suggested without hesitation.
"You mean with one of those things they use?" Cindy anxiously replied. "One of those dildos?"
"Who needs a cock – one made out of rubber or the real thing? I don't want to be reminded of gays while I'm with you." Tina said. "No, Mom, I want us to fuck the way only two woman can. With just our cunts. Believe me, pussy's all we need."
"Then show me how!" Cindy hornily exclaimed. "Fuck me, Tina! Fuck me like I've never been fucked! Fuck my cunt with your cunt!"
"Over on the couch, Mom," Tina seductively purred.
Tina took her mother's hand and she led her to where they would fuck. First, however, Tina embraced Cindy and kissed her on the mouth, easing her naked female lover beneath her onto the sofa's cushions.
"It's best to take it slow," Tina murmured in Cindy's ear when the kiss was broken. "Get you completely in the mood."
Then Tina lowered her face to Cindy's tits, running her tongue across the peaks and valleys of the woman's fleshy titmounds. When her mouth captured a nipple with a sucking pull, her mother quivered from head to toe.
"Ooooh, now do the other nipple," Cindy said.
Tina's mouth moved to the erect tip of her mother's other tit. She slurped at this nipple so hungrily that, on the receiving end, Cindy thought she might give milk.
"Mmmmm, I could come just from this," Cindy moaned.
"Oh, no, that's not fair," Tina laughed as she ended her nursing. "No coming until I fuck you. You're not getting a headstart on me, Mom."
"You little pussy-teaser," Cindy laughed back.
Then sighing with anticipation, Cindy felt her daughter's tongue licking down to her belly, where her pussy hair curled up toward her navel. Tina began gently pulling at the curly wisps, gradually approaching the triangular thatch of her mother's bush.
"Now you've got to promise me something, Mom," Tina then called up.
"Anything!" Cindy panted.
"No matter what I do, don't come until we're actually fucking."
Then Tina had her face directly between her mother's spread thighs. She lapped up from the woman's asshole, her tongue traveling in the juicy groove of Cindy's cunt until reaching the summit. Tina took Cindy's clit and all the hair she could get into her mouth and sucked as hard as possible.
Cindy was suffering, but sticking to her daughter's instructions. She groaned, "Got to hold it, hold it in as much as I want to come. Save it for when Tina fucks me."
Suddenly there was a wet pop from below. The pressure was temporarily off of Cindy's pussy as Tina ended her oral suction.
"Ooooh, you quit just in time!" Cindy gasped. "I was ready to come right in your mouth."
"But you saved it for something better, didn't you, Mom?" Tina crooned.
"God, I hope so!"
"Close your eyes now, Mom. I want this last part to sneak up on you."
Cindy closed her eyes. She felt her daughter's naked body crawling back up her own. Their tits were in squashing contact when Tina's hips slipped between Cindy's thighs.
Then Cindy experienced a sensation of incredible warmth against her cunt. The damp rubbing felt better by the second. But nothing could've prepared Cindy for the magical impact that now occurred, sending shock waves to the depths of her womb.
"It's my cunt against your clit, Mom," Tina breathlessly reported. "This is it, I'm fucking you with my pussy!"
"Can I come now, darling?" Cindy panted.
"Go for it, Mom!"
Cindy lifted her ass off the couch, pushing up at the same time Tina's crotch bucked. Their wet cunts were grinding, squishing loudly. And her eyes open to the size of half-dollars. Cindy screamed, "I'm commmninnnggg!"
"Not any more than I'm going to," Tina vowed.
Bearing down, she drove her mother's ass deep into the sofa's cushions. Cindy responded by wrapping her legs around Tina's waist in the classic fucking style. At the center of it, despite the movement, their welded cunts never strayed a fraction of an inch in their thrilling contact.
Where her mother had shouted out her climax, Tina moaned, "I'm coming right along with you now, Mom. Can you feel the vibes from my pussy? I can sure feel yours."
All an orgasmically delirious Cindy was capable of saying was, "What a fuck! What a fuck!" And she kept repeating it over and over again.
She was still saying it twenty minutes later, with no end in sight.