When I woke up it was almost dark. I lay quietly for a moment or two listening for any sounds in the house. There weren't any and that told me that Robbie was still sacked out. I was ready for a little more action and swung my legs off the side of the bed and walked down to my brother's room. I opened the door as quietly as I could and there he was, just as I had left him. I made my way silently to the side of his bed and leaned over to give him a kiss. His eyes opened slowly as my hands gently covered his cock.
"Hi," he whispered. "What are you doing?"
"Just loving on you." I replied. His cock began to swell in my hand and my cunt gave a little tremble of anticipation. I was already wet and my heart beat was rising rapidly at the prospect of getting fucked yet again. I began to wonder if a person could get sick or even die from getting too much cock but I put the thought out of my head. With good reason. Robbie's lovely cock had filled out to its maximum delicious hardness and I knew exactly where I wanted it. I didn't need him to get me ready. He didn't have to go through all that foreplay stuff that the magazines say is so important to a woman's satisfaction. My cunt was dripping wet and anxious to be filled.
I climbed on the bed and straddled him. I aimed his cock right at my hole and sat down on it. That wicked piece of meat pierced me like an arrow and we both cried out as it rammed all the way inside me. He struck bottom and I just sat there, rocking my ass back and forth until my clit felt like it was ready to burst into flames. His strong hands gripped my ass and reinforced my movements, pressing me harder against his shaft and pushing his knob flat on the entrance to my womb. God, it felt good. My appetite for hard cock seemed to have no limits and while I had the opportunity to have Robbie's all to myself I wasn't going to waste it.
I rode his cock for all I was worth. I bounced on it, ground the base of it against my clit and forced as far as it would go into my newly awakened cunt.
I came and he came and I came again and then I flopped down on the bed next to him. His cock was covered with my juices and I had a sudden urge to taste it. His cock was limp and slipped easily into my mouth. My tongue licked him clean, tasting my own cunt and his sperm all mixed up like a cocktail. I really quite liked the taste of my cunt juices. They weren't anywhere near as nasty as I thought they would be. In fact, I really quite enjoyed the slippery slickness that I had left on his cock.
Afterwards, as Robbie lay dozing again, I slipped my fingers inside my gaping hole and scooped out a mixture of his come and my juices. The liquid oozed thickly over my fingertips. I licked them and sucked them deep into my mouth, enjoying the sweet tastes.
It was all so new. Everything that had happened in the last day was like I had awakened from a dream. I finally knew what it was like to fuck and be fucked and I loved it. I knew there was far more out there than what I had experienced with Robbie and Jeff and I made up my mind right then and there that I was not going to miss a single experience if I could avoid it.
We spent all our free time together and I was dreading the day our parents came back from vacation and we would have to behave normally again. There seemed to be no end to the wonderful things we could do with each other but Robbie always managed to find something special that would drive me crazy. And the night before our folks came home, he did something that totally blew my mind.
I had rushed home from work, showered and put on my sexiest, briefest nightie for him. When he came through the door I flew into his arms and we kissed and hugged for the longest time. His hard cock pressed against my belly and I wanted it again so badly despite having had the life fucked out of me for the past six days.
We went to my room and I put some soft music on the stereo. I lay there dreaming of the delights to come while he took a quick shower and then came to me, naked, his wonderful cock as hard and erect as it could be. I kissed it and sucked it and played with it. I was in love with his cock. It was the most beautiful thing imaginable. I couldn't get enough of it in any way. In my hand, in my mouth, in my cunt, it made no difference. His cock was the center of my existence, the source of all my pleasure.
He eased me over onto my back and began to stroke my legs. "Massage time?" I asked.
"Yes ma'am," he laughed. "Give very fine massage."
His strong fingers moved gently over my calf muscles and up towards my thighs. My pussy quivered and a tiny dribble of liquid oozed out onto the bed cover. He rubbed my thighs, getting nearer and nearer to my cunt all the time and the tension was building up deliciously in my body. It felt restful and exciting all at the same time, a delicious combination. As his fingers reached my cunt, I felt the lips part to give him access to the warm tunnel of love that was waiting eagerly for his cock. He opened me up and his fingers slipped inside me. One, then two, then three. I closed my muscles around him and held him inside me, feeling the warmth of his fingers penetrating my body. He pumped them inside my cunt until my juices were practically running like a river then he took them out and began to rub his wet fingers inside the crease of my ass. I felt disappointed. I wanted his fingers, and especially his cock, inside my cunt. What was he doing fiddling with my ass? He rubbed his fingertip against my asshole and then, feeling the muscle relax, pushed it into the tight little cave. I gave a shudder and sighed deeply. It felt good and he hadn't done it since that very first night. All the tension seemed to leave my body and he shoved his finger further inside my asshole and then moved his other hand to stroke my open cunt lips. Then there were fingers inside my ass and my cunt and I had never felt anything so weirdly wonderful ever. It was almost as if there was no wall of flesh between the two holes and the entire bottom half of my body was filled with probing fingers.
"Oh Robbie," I moaned. "That's incredible."
His fingers moved deeper inside me, rubbing the walls of my asshole and my cunt in a steady, rhythmic motion. Then, just like that, he took all his fingers out and opened my legs wide.
This is it, I thought. Now I get his sweet cock all the way inside my cunt. And was I ready for it?
His hands went to the cheeks of my ass and opened them as wide as he could then I felt his knob running down the crack of my ass, making its way to my dripping, gaping hole. But it stopped. It stopped right at my asshole and pressed against me.
"I want your ass, Anna," he whispered.
A sudden shiver of ice ran down my spine. I loved the feel of his finger in my asshole but his cock was way thicker and longer. I didn't think I could take it and told him so.
"Relax," he whispered. "It won't hurt if you relax."
I felt him rise up from the bed and go to my bathroom. He was back in a few seconds and his hands were back on my ass. He opened the cheeks and I felt a cool liquid running down my crack. I turned my head to look at him and saw that he had my bottle of baby oil in his hand. He smiled and rubbed the smooth liquid into my skin and then opened my asshole again with his finger and rubbed the walls until they were as smooth as silk. I watched him as he took his finger from me and poured the oil over his cock, rubbing it in so that it was as smooth and shiny as a piece of ivory. I sighed again and buried my face in my pillow. If he wanted my ass then he could have it. He was obviously being very careful not to cause me any pain by making sure we were both well lubricated. I wasn't sure why he wanted to fuck my asshole but if that's where he wanted to put it that was fine by me.
He eased his knob down my crack until it nestled against the tight ring of skin and then slowly pressed it harder against me. I felt my asshole give a little and his greasy knob slipped in just a little. I tried to relax as totally as I could and there was no pain just a strange sensation of being split in two. He pushed again, so very gently and more of his cock slipped inside me. It was then that I began to understand why he wanted to fuck my ass. That tiny little tunnel was so tight that I could almost feel every pore of his skin as his cock slid further inside me. By comparison, my cunt must have felt like a sixline highway to him. It felt so good having his cock in my ass. A different feeling to having him in my cunt, different nerves sending signals to my brain. He pushed again and I felt his thick shaft slide further and further into me until he was as far inside me as he could go.
"Wonderful," I sighed.
"Fantastic."
"So don't just keep it there," I whispered. "Fuck me. Fill my ass."
He began to move inside me, slowly at first, and then with increasing power as the tightness of my hole gripped him, rubbing his swollen knob and driving him to the very edge of madness. He pounded into my asshole with a frenzy that was almost scary. He had never fucked my cunt like that even in his wildest moments. My whole body felt like it was full of his cock and I wanted to feel his come pour into me.
I didn't have to wait long. He gave a deep moan of satisfaction and my asshole was filled with the most delicious warmth I could ever imagine. His come seemed to pump inside me for ages. Each thrust lifting me off the bed with its power until I felt like a rag doll being tossed about by a whirlwind.
I tightened my muscles around him, not wanting to let him go, wanting his cock inside my asshole forever.
I didn't care that I hadn't come. I didn't care that my clit was dying from neglect. I wanted to feel the warmth, the fullness, the power of his cock in my ass.
As his cock withered, my muscles pushed him from me and I lay exhausted on the bed, my body sore, my mind frantically trying to store the feelings in the deepest recesses of my brain. I rolled slowly onto my back and looked up at my brother, my lover. My arms reached out for him and we kissed passionately, our hands touching, caressing each other until the tears began to fall. This was our last night together and we both knew deep down that it would never be the same again.
It wasn't too long after that Robbie got a new job out of town. We never had the chance to make love again and I missed it dreadfully and I know he did too. I could see the hunger in his eyes when he looked at me sometimes and there were so many nights when I felt tempted to tiptoe to his room and lie with him but our parents would never understand our feelings for each other.
It was inevitable that one of us would leave home and when he left a chapter of my life closed. My sweet, loving brother had made me into a completely different person but now it was time to move on for both of us. For Robbie, a new job, a new city, new friends. For me? I had no idea. But I felt sure that life would never be dull again.
Robbie had been gone for three months when my twenty-first birthday rolled around. I had reverted to being a virgin, purely out of choice. There simply wasn't anything out there that I wanted. I socialized more with the people at work and a couple of guys tried to get into my panties but I politely steered them somewhere else. I didn't want a repeat of the wham-bam thank-you-ma'am school of fucking that Jeff had introduced me to. I wanted loving not just fucking and that would take time to find. Dave took me out to lunch on my birthday and we had a super time. I got a little smashed and confessed that I had a crush on him. He was very sweet to me and told me that he thought I was a very lovely young lady and if he wasn't married he might be tempted to take advantage of my feelings for him. "Don't let a piece of paper stop you," I told him. He pretended to be shocked and I caught myself wondering whether he had a hard on underneath the table.
He gave me the afternoon off and I went home. No big deal. Twenty-one. So what? I went out to dinner with my parents but Robbie never came home for my birthday. He said he was really busy at work and I had to make do with a phone call.
There was this one lady at work, Ruth, who had been very sweet to me ever since I started there. She was the accounting manager and I would guess that she was in her early forties although she still had a super body and always looked well groomed and elegant. She was quite tall, a good three inches taller than me, and she always had a deep suntan that made her look young and healthy. She seemed like she was really fond of me and she would come behind me sometimes when I was working and stroke my hair. "So lovely," she'd say. "I sure wish I had hair that long." Her tightly curled hair was as dark as mine was light.
Then sometimes she would bring me cookies she had made and haul me off to the cafeteria for a chat while I ate them. She said that she thought of me as the daughter she never had. She was a widow and had a son of nineteen who was the image of his father according to Ruth, his obviously doting mother.
On the Friday after my birthday, Ruth came by my desk with a big grin on her face and announced that she was taking me out on the town in honor of the fact that I was a "big girl" now. She told me to call my parents and tell them that I was staying at her house. "You'll be in no state to drive home, young lady, so you can sack out at my place."
It sounded like a lot of fun and I went along with her plans. We left work early and hit the happy hour head on. By nine o'clock we had drunk more than enough, danced a few times and fought off an assortment of wolves. As we staggered out of the last bar neither of us was feeling any pain and Ruth announced that it was time to go home. "Old folks like me need their rest," she said blurily. We took a cab and headed across town to her house.
Her son, Scott, opened the door for us as we giggled our way up the driveway and Ruth threw her arms around his neck, her lips kissing him wetly on the cheek. "Here's my lovely boy," she said. "Isn't he a smasher?"
My eyes were not altogether too clear as I stood swaying in the doorway but I had to admit that Scott was a handsome young man. Tall, well-built and slightly rugged looking, he certainly looked like he could break a few girls' hearts. Ruth made the introductions and he took my hand in his. Our eyes met and he smiled warmly.
Ruth nudged him in the ribs. "Let go of her hand, you wicked young man. Anna's a nice girl. Far too good for you."
Scott released my hand and turned to his mother. "Can I get you a coffee or anything, mom?"
Ruth shook her head. "I don't think so, sweetheart. I'm really bushed. I'm going to make sure that Anna is settled in the guest room and then it's sack time."
Scott's shoulders seemed to sag ever so slightly and he half turned away as if to go back into the living room. Ruth caught his arm and drew him to her side. She brought her lips to his ear and whispered something to him that made him smile. He kissed her lightly on the lips and went back into the living room. "See you in the morning, Anna," he called over his shoulder. "Sleep well."
Ruth took me to the guest room and pulled a nightie and robe from the dresser then went off to her room with the promise to look in on me before she turned in for the night. I got undressed and put on the nightie. It was cotton and covered me from my neck to my knees; suitably virginal for a night alone in a strange bed, I thought ruefully.
I sat down at the dresser and began to brush out my hair. The door opened and Ruth came into the room.
She was wearing a thin, silk dressing gown of the deepest red and, from the look of her nipples sticking out full against the thin material, not a whole lot underneath. "Hi, honey," she said. "Everything okay?"
"Just fine."
"Did you have fun tonight?"
"I sure did, Ruth," I said, and I meant it. She had been great company and I had lost count of how many times we laughed until we cried talking about the people and work and making guesses about their sexual habits.
"Good. I'm glad. I had a ball too." She reached over and took the brush from my hand. "Can I brush your hair? I never had a daughter but if I did I'm sure that brushing her hair would be one of my favorite occupations."
"I'd enjoy that," I said. "It's a chore but I have to do it."
She began to run the brush through my hair with long gentle strokes. It seemed almost hypnotic and I could see by her reflection in the mirror that her eyes were half closed. As she brushed, the front of her robe fell open exposing almost all of her large, full breasts. My eyes were drawn to their reflection. I couldn't help it. They looked so big and soft and beautiful. She opened her eyes slowly and saw that I was looking at her. I quickly turned my eyes away but she made no attempt to cover herself up again, she just kept up the same lazy strokes of the brush through my hair.
I raised my eyes again. I wanted to see her breasts and couldn't for the life of me understand why. Her eyes were closed and I let my gaze linger on her beautiful body. She was suntanned all over as far as I could tell, her breasts only slightly lighter in color than the rest of her. The robe fell open a little more until her breasts were totally naked. Her nipples were hard and seemed to stick way out from the dark circle that surrounded them. A sudden urge to touch her came over me. I really wanted to have my hands on those wonderfully soft-looking tits and my pussy started to tremble. I felt the insides of my thighs becoming wet and I had to take deep breaths to control the fire that had suddenly built up deep within me.
What was I thinking? I tore my eyes away from the mesmerizing effect of her swaying breasts and looked at her face. Ruth's eyes were closed as if she was in a trance, a small smile playing around the corners of her mouth. The brush moved gently through my hair and her other hand smoothed and stroked where the brush had been. Her breasts swayed gently to and fro with her movements and my eyes were drawn inevitably back to them. They were covered with a soft sheen of perspiration that made her skin glisten in the soft light of the small bedroom.
She stopped brushing my hair and her hands moved to my neck and shoulders, gently massaging them with her long, strong fingers. "You're not a virgin anymore, are you Anna?" she said softly.
The color rose in my face and I looked into the reflection of her eyes in the mirror. She ran her hand tenderly over my hair and her lips parted in a tender, caring smile. "It's okay not to be a virgin," she whispered. "But I know you were one when you joined the company. I could tell and I can also tell that you've changed. It's not obvious, dear Anna, so don't worry. I just have a sixth sense about that kind of thing."
"Oh," I said, which was not too brilliant a comment but there didn't seem to be too much else to say in response to Ruth's observations. My body was beginning to heat up alarmingly and I couldn't understand why other than I still had a strange, well strange for me, desire to touch her beautiful tits. But why would I want to touch them? I didn't know the answer to the question. I just did. Simple as that.
"You're such a sweet girl," Ruth said. Her hands moved back to my shoulders and slid down over them until they were resting against the top of my breasts. I could hardly breathe with the suddenly electric tension that had developed between us. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, her hands inched down until they covered my breasts completely. She squeezed them tenderly and my breathing became faster and more shallow as delicious feelings roared through my body. My heartbeat raced and my blood thundered in my temples.
With a shrug, Ruth's robe slithered from her shoulders and whispered down her body to the floor. I couldn't see all of her, I was between her and the mirror, but what I could see told me that she had the body of a woman half her age. Her waist was narrow, her hips full and firm, her skin dark and smooth.
Our eyes met and her fingers began to tease my nipples through the thin cotton nightie. As they hardened under her skillful touch, a deep sigh escaped my lips and my pussy trembled violently at this new experience. She teased my nipples until they were like two small pebbles then squeezed my tits together, rubbing them with her hands against each other.
I rose slowly from the chair and turned to face her. I pulled the nightie over my head and stood there in front of her, my boobs as naked as hers. My eyes ran slowly, lovingly over her perfect body. My desire for her was rising like a steaming gusher of water. Her tits were so big they attracted my eyes like a magnet.
A tiny bead of perspiration hung on one of her nipples and I wanted to lick it away.
I dragged my eyes from her awesome breasts and gazed at her mound. It was totally without hair, shaved as smooth as the rest of her body. It was a shock to see her naked pussy and yet it seemed to fit in with her overall appearance. Nothing, not even a single hair, should mar her beautiful body.
She opened her legs slightly and the hairless slit of her cunt came into my hungry view. Her 92 pussy lips were thick and full, slightly parted and shining from the inner dampness of her hole. She reached for my hand and led me towards the bed. I followed passively, my head asking so many questions for which I had no answers. All I knew was that I was consumed with the desire to touch Ruth and for her to touch me.
"Lie on your tummy," Ruth whispered and I did as she asked. The bed moved and I felt her next to me, kneeling at my side, the heat of her body seeming to jump through space, touching my tingling skin. She spread my hair across my back and shoulders and stroked it lovingly. "So beautiful," she murmured. "So soft and silky."
I was trembling all over under her delicate touch. I could never have believed that I would be in this situation. The thought of being naked with another woman and for her to be touching me in this way was something I had never even imagined. In fact, I had always been slightly put off by the idea of lesbians but there I was, on the bed, about as bare-ass naked as I could be with Ruth's hands moving with painful slowness down my back. My mind may not have been able to fully grasp what was happening to me but my pussy was spasming and oozing with the sweetest anticipation. I rested my head on my arms, closed my eyes and gave myself completely to Ruth's tender caresses.
Her fingers tingled down my spine and came to rest on my ass. She stroked and squeezed my flesh and it felt so good. Strangely different to Robbie's strong, masculine touch. I opened my legs under the gentle pressure of Ruth's hands and her fingers slid between my parted thighs. The tension in my body was unbelievable. Unlike anything I had ever known before. My need for her to touch my pussy was so overpowering that I couldn't stop myself pressing against her. Her fingers touched my cunt lips and I gasped from sheer relief. She parted the swollen lips and began moving her fingers along my slippery slit.
A thick stream of juices poured from my cunt. I had never felt so wet there. My cunt muscles contracted and another gusher of liquid oozed from me onto the prying, probing fingers that were beginning to drive me slowly crazy. I desperately wanted her fingers inside me. My cunt ached to be filled, to be stretched to breaking point but still she teased me, stroking the soft folds of skin that opened like a flower at her touch.
My pussy quivered, my hips shook as if I had a raging fever and then, such bliss, her fingers eased into my steaming humid hole. I groaned my approval of her actions and one hand moved caressingly over my ass while the other drove deeper inside my twitching pussy. Her fingers rubbed slowly against the smooth, slippery walls, lazily fucking me. I could hardly breathe. My chest seemed as if it had a slowly tightening steel band around it. My head was swimming deliriously, my brain turned to mush. My whole existence seemed centered around my cunt and the loving fingers exploring it.
"So tight," Ruth murmured softly as her fingers reached for and found the very end of my cunt. I shivered at the shock of having her probing so deep inside me. I had never felt so full. I had no idea how many fingers she had inside me and I didn't care. All I knew was that I had never felt so loved, so wanted or so satisfied.
I don't know how long I lay there with Ruth's fingers slowly pumping in and out of my cunt. It could have been hours, it could have just been seconds. But it made no difference to me. I didn't even feel any urgent desire to come. I just wanted her to continue with what she was doing.
"Roll over," Ruth whispered, her voice tense and husky. I did as she asked and her fingers slipped from my hole, leaving me feeling empty and incomplete. It was as if her fingers had become part of my body.
"Put your fingers back inside me," I begged. I took her hand and guided it between my widespread legs.
Our eyes met and she shook her head slowly and deliberately.
"No?" I couldn't believe she would do that to me. How could she be so cruel? She smiled and raised the fingers that had been buried inside my cunt until they touched her lips. She kissed them, one by one, and her tongue reached out and delicately licked the shiny, slippery juice from them. Her eyes closed as if she was already in heaven. "So sweet," she sighed. "So sweet."
She eased her leg across me and straddled my waist, her back to me. Her beautiful hard, round, upraised ass was just inches from my face. I stroked it tenderly and slid my hand between her open thighs, running my fingers along her naked, hairless slit. The thick lips parted, exposing the delicate pink skin that contrasted so sharply with her deeply tanned body.
I found it hard to comprehend that I was actually touching another woman's cunt but after what had already happened there was little that could surprise me.
Ruth tilted her body forward until her face was between my legs and her lips and tongue eased their way through the tangled mass of wet hair and found my pussy. My hips rose to meet her and my finger pushed into her wet hole. It was smooth like snakeskin but so wet and slippery that I could hardly feel the sides. I put another finger inside her and began pumping her cunt as her tongue slipped into mine, slurping the thick juices into her mouth. We made the most incredibly beautiful noises. My fingers sloshing around inside her sopping wet cunt; her tongue licking, sucking, drinking my juices.
Slowly she moved her ass back until her dripping wet cunt was poised over my face. I had a sudden rush of doubt as to whether I would actually want to taste her cunt but Ruth's mouth was giving me so many wonderful feelings that I felt compelled to do the same for her. She lowered her cunt to my lips. I tasted her sweet love juices and all of my doubts and inhibitions flew out of the window. I stuck out my tongue and speared the gaping hole as her swollen cunt lips nestled against my mouth. I heard Ruth's gasp from deep between my legs and we both began to give each other the most tender, and yet quietly frantic, cunt licking.
I don't know who came first or how many times we came. All I know is that the moment Ruth's tongue touched my clit I was on a rollercoaster ride to eternity. I thrashed around on the bed, her musky cunt smell almost overpowering me with its intensity as her hips slid rhythmically over my mouth. Her ass pushed harder down on my face as my tongue and lips tormented her clit. She cried out, her voice sharp and highpitched as my tongue drove her to a wild climax.
When we finally calmed down enough to know what we were doing, she slid next to me on the bed and our lips met in the most violent kiss I have ever known. Our tongues clashed, I tasted my cunt on her and gave her taste back to her. My hands gripped her beautiful ass, pressing her naked mound against my damp hair. Her hands were all over my back and my ass. I felt wet all over from the pouring juices from my cunt and Ruth's hungry mouth. Her fingers opened the crack of my ass and felt for my asshole. I was soaked in there and my muscles offered no resistance as she pushed the tip of her finger into the tight little hole.
"Oh yes," I groaned, my mouth still clamped on hers. "Push, darling."
Her finger moved deeper inside my asshole and she twisted her body around so that her legs were wrapped around mine and our cunts were rubbing together. She pumped my ass, our clits touched and we both screamed our relief and satisfaction in unison as great waves of passion slammed through our bodies.
I fell asleep with my head resting on Ruth's wonderfully soft breasts, my hand between her legs, nestled in the warmth of her cunt. It was still dark when I woke up. Ruth was gone and I simply had to find her. I didn't want to be alone. I opened the bedroom door as quietly as I could and made my way down the dark hallway. As I passed the door of the master bedroom I heard voices talking softly but with an urgency I recognized. I stopped by the door and listened. I knew Ruth was in there but who was she with? It took me a few moments to realize that she was with Scott and unless I was very much mistaken they were making love. Their voices began to rise and I heard Ruth moaning in ecstasy, crying out to him to bang her. I knew that I shouldn't be listening but I couldn't tear myself away. As their excitement rose, so did mine and I slipped my hand between my legs and rubbed urgently on my clit. I heard their cries as they came and I came with them, an incredible heat ripping through my body.
I guess I must have made quite a noise when I came because I had no sooner finished when the door opened and Ruth stood there. She was naked and her body was lathered with perspiration. I felt so ashamed and wicked for listening to them and began to stammer an apology. Ruth took me in her arms and kissed me tenderly. "I'm so sorry, Ruth," I mumbled. "I wondered where you were. I wanted to be with you and I went to look for you. I heard voices and then..
She kissed me again on the lips and her hands drew my body to hers. "Not another word, darling," she whispered. "I'm sorry I left you but I had to take care of the other young person who needs my love."
"Scott?" I asked softly.
She smiled sadly. "Yes, Scott. Oh Anna, it's a long story. Maybe tomorrow I'll explain a few things.
Tonight, just accept the situation."
I clung to her with a mixture of relief that she wasn't mad at me and renewed excitement at the thought of her and her handsome son making love behind that closed door. I wasn't shocked. I more than anyone could understand her making love with him. It was no different to me and Robbie.
"Come with me," she said and led me towards the door. I hesitated. I was completely naked and Scott was in the bedroom but Ruth's hand tightened around mine as if to reassure me that everything would be okay.
I allowed her to lead me into the softly lit room and she closed the door behind us.
Scott was lying in bed, the top half of his muscular body exposed. He smiled as I came into the room and I know I must have been beet red. "Come," Ruth said softly. "Join us."
I was frozen to the spot. Ruth stood behind me and wrapped her arms around my body, her hands moving between my legs and opening my swollen cunt lips. They still felt tender from her loving and my own attentions. Slowly, patiently, she caressed me until I wouldn't have cared if the entire San Francisco 49ers football team was watching us. I leaned back against her soft body and let her fingers do whatever they wanted. She rubbed the soft skin inside my cunt and then began to work on my clit. Great waves of heat and pleasure roared through my body as she brought me closer and closer to coming. I raised my heavy eyelids and looked over at Scott. He had thrown the bedcovers back and his thick, hard cock was exposed.
That was all it took. I screamed and a flood of cunt juice poured from me all over Ruth's insistent fingers.
My legs buckled and her arms held me tightly to her beautiful body.
"Oh Ruth," I sighed. "That was wonderful."
She kissed the back of my neck, sending tingles shooting down my spine. "Now will you come to bed with us?"
I looked over at Scott's massive cock and imagined it shoved deep inside my tender cunt. "Oh yes," I gasped. "Yes."
I laid between them and closed my eyes. My body felt suddenly drained and I gave in completely to their caresses. They kissed me tenderly, their hands roaming without any restrictions over my willing body.
They touched every part of me. I don't know who touched me where and I didn't care to know. Fingers teased my nipples, probed my pussy. Fingers touched my skin, every inch of it.
Then there were lips, Scott's lips on my nipples and Ruth's mouth on my cunt. Sucking me, eating me, tasting me until I came. Then it was Scott's lips pressed to my pussy and Ruth caressing my breasts, kissing my face, stroking my hair. Scott's tongue gave me no peace, pushing deep inside me, the roughness of his chin rubbing against my clit. My ass moved in time with his thrusting tongue. The tidal wave built up more slowly this time, but when I came it was like I was dying. I thrashed around on the bed, screaming and moaning as Scott's tongue lashed my clit again and again.
They held me so tightly, their lips touching my face with gentle kisses like a thousand tiny butterflies landing on a flower. I felt the hardness of Scott's cock pressing against my leg and wonderful as his tongue had been and as much as I loved the way Ruth's lips felt on my pussy, I wanted that piece of meat inside me so badly. It had been so long since I had felt the hard warmth of a cock inside me and as Scott's face pressed against mine, I whispered to him to fuck me. He moved his body onto mine, pressing me into the bed and my legs opened eagerly to give him access to my hungry hole. His cock rested against the open lips and his knob eased into me. I gasped as the skin stretched wide and Ruth's mouth found mine, her tongue slipping past my lips.
Slowly Scott's cock slid into my unresisting cunt until he filled me. My hands grasped the hard muscles of his ass, pulling him against my pulsing clit. Ruth's hands stroked my hair as her son began to move effortlessly inside me, each stroke building up the desire in us both until he was pounding into me with fierce passion. I came. Oh God did I come. My legs shook and twitched uncontrollably as his cock slammed against the end of my cunt. "Come, Scott!" I cried. "Come! Please! Fill me! I love your cock. Oh Scott, I love it. It's so big. Fuck me. Give me your come!"
My words seemed to drive him on to even greater heights and the power of his thrusts lifted my ass clean off the bed as he rammed his massive cock into me with a force I had never known. I wanted his come inside me so badly. It had been so long since I had felt the thrill and the warmth of that sweet thick liquid pouring into me.
I suddenly thought of Robbie and how wonderful it had felt that very first time when his cock had breached my virgin hole and gone all the way into the depths of my cunt. And then the power of his come hitting me. I felt the muscles of my cunt tighten around Scott's hammering cock and he moaned with pleasure as I gripped him.
"Come, my darling," I sighed. "I want you so much. Come, Scott. Give it to me."
Ruth kissed me and I realized that I had forgotten she was there, I was so entranced by the wonderful cock probing the depths of my body. My lips met hers passionately.
Suddenly, Scott's movements changed. His breathing became ragged, his head fell back and his cock seemed to grow even bigger inside me. "Oh yes!" he cried. "Annaaaa!" His come hit me like a bullet.
My ass rose off the bed and his cock plunged all the way into my hungry pussy.
I can't describe how wonderful it felt to have my cunt so full of come again. The thickness of it as it slapped against me, the warmth of it that filled my body, the feeling of being a real woman with a real cock inside me. As Scott gave a final lunge I came again and clung to him as if he were my last hope of salvation.
The three of us lay still, the only sound was our breathing. Gently, Scott eased his exhausted cock from me and lay down at my side. Ruth kissed my lips tenderly and slowly made her way down my body until her head was between my wide-spread legs. Her tongue reached out and licked the length of my slit. My cunt was gaping open and Scott's deliciously thick cream was running from me in a stream. Ruth lapped it from me as a cat laps milk from a saucer. She wanted her son's come and who was I to deny her that pleasure. Her tongue probed my hole searching for every drop and when she found it she swallowed it greedily. Her lips and tongue moved over my cunt frantically. I was so sensitive there from all the attention I had received that I found myself getting aroused again. I pressed Ruth's face harder against my cunt, forcing her tongue towards my clit. "Make me come again," I sighed.
Ruth didn't need an invitation. Her tongue flicked against my clit and my hips bucked against her mouth as she sucked the tiny bud of flesh between her lips. "Oh Ruth!" I cried. "Yes Ruth! Do it!" My ass banged up and down on the bed as her lips and tongue drove me into a frenzy.