There was a burning throb inside Janice's cunt the next morning.
Most of it was because of her son's frantic fucking after the lights went out next door. But part of it was from remembering how Frank had sucked and then fucked his daughter.
She was certain they knew that someone was peeking at them. That glance toward her last night just before he turned out the lights was almost as if he was letting Janice and Bobby know the show was specifically for them.
Was there a message there? Was it their way of inviting Janice, or her son, or both, to join them?
If that was the case, it was quite blatant. They had much more nerve than Janice had. Didn't they worry about someone else seeing them?
Janice had bathed and pulled on a pair of shorts and halter top. Her son had slept until ten, and then after his shower, he had gone running about the neighborhood. Although he loved to fuck and suck with his mother, he was still a young boy, with the interests of young boys. He was intensely delighted to fuck his mother, having her suck his precious cock off but he was still a boy. And he liked things such as baseball and rough-house football. He couldn't spend every minute of his waking time with a hard-on, fucking her, she knew. And she didn't really want it that way, either. She wanted her son to maintain his outside interests as usual.
She had finished with her housework, and now was alone with time on her hands and a throbbing, wet cunt.
If her son were home, she thought, she would give him a fucking he would never forget. She was becoming hotter and more insatiable since sucking his cock off that night. She had started having erotic dreams as she slept next to her son, despite the fact that his young cock had thoroughly satisfied her, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm. She didn't mind the erotic dreams; she loved them. Some were, of course, outlandish and absolutely impossible, but some weren't.
If she had the nerve…
If she was right in what she thought about Frank and Pam, fucking deliberately, knowing she and her son watched.
If…
She moved to the front of the house and looked out the window. A smile spread over her face as she saw Pam in the front yard next door. The girl was almost painfully beautiful in her youthful innocence. Except she wasn't innocent.
Before Janice knew what she was doing, she had left her house and stood outside in the hot sunshine, near the flower bed. She stood and saw they needed water. She reached for the hose, but before she picked it up, she heard someone call out to her.
Straightening, she saw Pam coming her way.
"It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Pam said, smiling at Janice. "I love these hot days, don't you?"
Pam's friendliness and sweetness drew Janice. She smiled back. "Yes, it's wonderful, Pam."
Pam began chattering about insignificant things that Janice hardly heard. What she was doing was looking at the exquisite girl, her eyes moving from the lovely face, down to the tiny tips of those succulent tits, then at the naked midriff. Pam, too, had on shorts that were so tight the bulge of her cunt lips were outlined.
Janice was drawn to the girl, and her eyes seemed riveted to that tight crotch of those shorts. The throbbing in her cunt was suddenly more pronounced. There was a hot flush on her cheeks, but not from any shame or guilt or embarrassment; it was a flush of intense desire.
Pam was smiling, her eyes flashing, and Janice had the impression the girl could see into her, into her mind, and understand what she was thinking. The sparkling of electricity seemed to flow between them, and Pam understood it as well as Janice did.
"Would you like some cold lemonade, Pam?" Janice heard herself ask.
She was amazed at the thoughts inside her mind, thoughts she had never had before. And if she had, she always shoved them away, not wanting to dwell upon such thoughts.
"I'd love it," Pam said.
Janice was surprised to find her hand in Pam's as they entered the house. Pam's hand seemed hot, not sweaty, but simply hot. There was an aura radiating from Pam, that she had not sensed before. It was an aura that clung to them both, binding them, leading them.
Pam sat on the couch as Janice entered the kitchen and filled a tall glass with ice cubes, then poured fresh lemonade. Her cunt was bubbling so hotly that she had to press her fist against it and lean against the counter until some unexpected tremors passed.
Carrying the glass in a shaking hand, she returned to the living room.
"Is Bobby home?" Pam asked when she took the glass.
"No," Janice replied, struggling to control her voice. "He's out someplace."
"Me you nervous?" Pam asked, flashing eyes staring at Janice. "You're shaking and you seem nervous. What do you have to be nervous about?"
Janice remained standing, clasping her hands before her. She could not rid herself of the image she and her son had seen the night before, of Frank and this exquisite girl knowing, perhaps, that she and Bobby had watched. Her eyes fell to Pam's slender thighs, moved up them to the crotch of those tight shorts again. But Pam was sitting down, and she couldn't see the sweetness of those puffy cunt lips outlined.
Her legs shook, and Janice jumped, startled, when she felt Pam reach out and touch her thigh. The girl was gazing up at her, sparkling eyes smoldering, her moist mouth parted slightly. Janice saw the pink tongue, that wicked tongue that had licked her father's dripping cock the night before, move out and run slowly over those lips.
The throb in Janice's cunt became intense, but she didn't dare press her hand into her crotch with Pam sitting there.
A small gasp erupted from Janice when she felt Pam move her hand in a caressing motion along her thigh. She felt the fingertips moved along the leg of her shorts. Janice sucked in a loud breath, then gazed hotly into Pam's smoldering eyes. The lemonade was on the floor, forgotten.
As if in a dream-like trance, Janice slipped to her knees in front of Pam. They continued to gaze into each other's eyes as Janice placed her hands on Pam's dimpled knees. She felt the heat of those pretty knees burn into her palm, and her tits rose and fell as the excitement increased. Pam, too, was breathing faster, her tits swelling out against the thin material of her cotton blouse.
Janice moved her hands, sliding them along the outside surfaces of those creamy smooth thighs. She moved her hands up and down, feeling and touching as Pam sat there, that pleased, almost knowing smile on her sweet face, her eyes glowing with pleasure and anticipation.
Still without speaking, Pam flung her knees apart. With her slender thighs wide, she scooted her ass forward on the edge of the couch. The tight crotch of her shorts revealed those puffy cunt lips again, molding them to perfection. Janice stared into the girl's crotch, and her own cunt began to steam more than ever. She drew her hands over Pam's smooth and tanned thighs, caressing the sensitive inner surfaces, watching her fingers move closer and closer to that tight crotch.
She felt the girl trembling under her hands, but it was not the trembling of fear; it was the shivering, goose-bumpy trembling of eager anticipation.
Janice could hardly believe she was doing this. She could hardly believe she was running her hands up and down the satiny surfaces of Pam's inner thighs, stroking and feeling, kneeling there in this lewd way. But her cunt was burning with a fire that guided her, forced her onward. The images she had been witnessing through the window each night aided in increasing her desire.
"Ohhhhh!" Janice suddenly moaned.
Her face darted down and forward, pressing her lips tightly against Pam's crotch. Her mouth was wide open, and her tongue lapped furiously against the tight shorts.
"Oooooh, I like that!" Pam mewled, and Janice felt the girl wiggle her cunt tighter into her face.
The smooth inner thighs pressed against Janice's face, hot and arousing. She moved her hands up those thighs, under them, then closed upon Pam's tight ass, lifting that precious crotch.
But licking Pam's cunt through those shorts was not at all satisfying.
The shorts buttoned in front, and through a hazy vision, Janice saw the girl pulling at them with fumbling, eager fingers.
"I wanna take my shorts off!" Pam whimpered in a hot voice. "I wanna take them off! I wanna get licked… oh, I love to be licked!"
Janice helped draw the shorts down, her eyes burning on every inch of exposed skin. She saw the pink slit of Pam's cunt as she pulled at the shorts, bringing them down. As Pam shoved them from her feet, she slumped her cute ass over the edge of the cushion, her knees wide apart. Janice gazed with hungry desire at that sugary cunt she had only seen from a distance until now. Her tongue ran over her moist lips, and she was making soft mewling sounds as her fingers traced those gently pulsating cunt lips. She peeled the lips apart and saw the tip of Pam's succulent, glistening clitoris. Rubbing a finger over it, Pam squealed and lifted her crotch into the air.
With an animal-like groan, Janice shot her face directly into that succulent crotch. She opened her lips wide as she closed her mouth upon the tasty cunt. Her tongue flipped about the sensitive clitoris of the wiggling, jerking girl. Again Janice clutched at the ass cheeks, feeling the naked smoothness of them flex in her palms. She began licking her tongue up and down, lapping hard. The taste was exotic to her, sweet and so different than a cock.
Pam's cunt was slippery with seeping juices as Janice twisted her tongue about that swollen, knotted, sensitive clitoris. She pulled it between her lips and sucked harshly, making Pam arch her cunt tighter against her mouth. Janice felt Pam pulling at the back of her head, and when Pam began to grind her cunt furiously into her mouth, Janice shook her ass and felt a deep convulsion inside her cunt. The orgasm amazed her, but not because it was so strong. It amazed her because she had come by licking at this sugary, succulent, young cunt.
Janice thrust her tongue into Pam's cunt, delving deeply and wiggling it about, pressing upon that steamy clitoris, writhing against it. Her chin seemed to be thrust between those hot ass cheeks, resting upon Pam's puckered asshole.
Pam squealed and churned her ass, grinding her hot cunt into Janice's face. She clutched at Janice's head, scissoring her hot, velvety thighs about her face.
"Oooooh, lick my pussy!" Pam pleaded as she ground hard and tight into Janice's mouth. "Oh, I love to have my cunt sucked! Ahhh, make your tongue go deep in my pussy real deep! Fuck my cunt with your tongue! Use your tongue like a cock in my cunt!"
The words coming from Pam bounced about inside Janice's inflamed mind, sending her into a frenzy of tongue fucking action. She plunged her tongue as deep as she could, flipped it about the wet, satiny walls, then swirled it up to her clitoris.
With her ass swaying and twitching, her cunt bubbling with wave after wave of orgasm, Janice sucked and licked at the deliciously young cunt like a woman demented.
Pam was squealing with ecstasy. The convulsions of Pam's orgasm squeezed at her tongue in a wet, tight manner. Janice pumped her tongue in and out swiftly, her hands clutching the bunching cheeks of Pam's sweet ass. She kept her tongue moving swiftly until she felt the spasms slow a bit. Then she slipped her tongue free and worked it up over Pam's distended clitoris, licking at it with harsh strokes.
When she finally pulled her face out of Pam's pussy, her face was smeared with juices. She leaned down and kissed Pam's pussy hotly, then sat on her heels and stared at her pretty face, seeing the satisfaction there. Her cunt was still throbbing, burning, despite a number of orgasms she had experienced while eating Pam's cunt. Resting her hands on Pam's thighs, she licked her lips, tasting the lingering sweetness there.
"That was very nice," Pam said with a quiver in her voice. "I've never had a woman suck my cunt before."
"That makes us even," Janice smiled. "I've never sucked one before, either."
She leaned forward and hugged the girl, and she was not at all surprised to find Pam twisting her mouth against her. When Pam thrust her tongue into her mouth, Janice sucked at it as though it were a darting cock.
"Have you ever," Pam breathed as she pulled her mouth away, "had a cock in your mouth?"
Janice looked at the girl and smiled. "What is this, confession time, Pam?"
"Have you?" Pam insisted. "It's kinda important for me to know, Janice."
"Why?"
"I just want to know."
Janice cocked her head to one side, regarding the girl. "Have you? I mean, had a cock in your mouth?"
"Sure, lots of times!" Pam said. "I like it, too."
"What else do you like?" Janice asked, amused at the eager way Pam wanted to talk about this.
Pam giggled. She hugged her tits through her cotton blouse, not at all bashful to be sitting there naked from the waist down. "Ohhhh, I love to get laid and suck a cock and be licked and… oh, I love just about anything!"
Janice laughed. "I believe you. Have you ever had your face between a girl's legs, sucking her cunt, honey?"
Pam shook her head. "I don't know any girls that would let me try. Daddy said I wasn't…" Pam quickly fell silent.
Janice did not pursue this, not wanting to embarrass Pam about watching her fuck her father.
She pulled Pam back on the track. "But you'd like to try sucking a cunt, wouldn't you?"
"Oh, yes!" Pam squealed. "I'd love to see what it's like. I think all that hair on a cunt would tickle my face!"
Janice had the impression she and Pam were like two small girls, hiding behind the barn, playing show me yours and I'll show you mine. But it was exciting, she admitted to herself.
She opened her shorts and pushed them down to her knees.
"Oooooh, that's beautiful, Janice!" Pam gurgled as her eyes burned directly upon the hair-rimmed cunt. "You sure are hairy! Oh, that's just fabulous. Can I touch it?"
"After I tonguefucked you, you have to ask that?" Janice laughed. "Of course you can touch my cunt, Pam."
Janice spread her feet on the floor, throwing her pelvis closer to Pam. Pam leaned forward with an eager expression. Her hand came out, fingers moving through the curls of Janice's pussy. Pam played with the soft hair for a long moment, breathing hard. Then she shoved her hand between Janice's thighs and cupped her cunt.
"Ooooooh, you're so hot and wet!" Pam gurgled as she rubbed her hand back and forth. "You sure have a hot cunt, Janice."
Janice felt a finger stab into her pussy, and she groaned as her hips jerked forward. She clasped Pam's wrist with both hands and began to move that rigid finger in and out of her cunt.
"Want me to fingerfuck you, Janice?" Pam asked, her eyes blazing up. "I will, if you want me to. I'll make you come with my finger."
"I thought you wanted to suck a cunt, Pam?" Janice asked, arching her eyebrows. "Didn't you say you wanted to try and eat a pussy?"
"Can I?" Pam squealed. "Oh, I'd love to taste your cunt, Janice! Can I really eat it?"
Pam slipped from couch and sat on the floor, leaning her head back. Janice straddled that eager young face and stood with the girl gazing up into her hairy cunt. She caressed Pam's silken hair, letting her take her time despite the boiling sensation between her thighs.
She felt Pam run her hands up the backs of her thighs, over the swells of her ass cheeks, and all the time those hot, hungry eyes stared at her cunt.
Janice bent her knees, lowering her pussy toward Pam's face. When she felt Pam's lips touch her cunt, she writhed, smearing the girl's face with dripping juices. Pam gave a muffled whimper of pleasure as she dug her hands into Janice's ass cheeks. Janice felt Pam's tongue flick into her cunt, darting in and out. The soft squeals that came, from Pam were enough to tell Janice the girl loved it, loved to have her tongue up a pussy.
Then it was time for Janice to whimper with ecstasy. Pam had closed her lips about her throbbing clitoris, and she was sucking in a frenzy of hungry desperation.
She twisted her pussy against Pam's sweet face, feeling those lips burn upon her clitoris, that wicked tongue flicking around the tip. Bracing herself by putting her hands on the couch, Janice was almost squatting into the girl's face, but Pam didn't seem to mind. She clutched at Janice's ass cheeks as she sucked in a harsh way upon the inflamed clitoris, her tongue lapping eagerly.
The orgasms began with hot waves of liquid heat.
Janice twisted her cunt into Pam's face as she started coming. Her pussy clutched in a flexing way, the orgasms coming in a series of shuddering explosions that made her shake her ass and grind her cunt into Pam's lapping mouth.
She thought her tits would burst through the thin halter, they swelled so much. She closed her thighs about the sweet face of the girl, her cunt bursting with the most powerful ecstasy she could imagine. Soft yelps bubbled from her constricted mouth, and her eyes squeezed tightly as she savored the blissful sensation of coming into this eager young mouth.
She grew weak, her legs feeling like water. She was afraid she would fall. Trying to pull her cunt away from that frantically sucking, licking mouth, she felt Pam grip her ass tight, holding the hair-rimmed, convulsing cunt hard into her open mouth.
But the weakness overcame the strength of the girl. Janice slipped sideways and sprawled upon the couch, her legs wide and her cunt twitching.
Pam, however, shoved her face back between Janice's hot thighs. But she didn't lick or suck; she kissed with moist, hot lips about the curling hair, slipping her tongue through the strands.
Janice was just relaxing from the power of her orgasm when the sounds outside the living room sent her scurrying down the hall, with her hand gripping Pam's tightly.