Amanda and Bonny didn't have it right yet. It was the first time the two horny girls had sixty-nined and they couldn't get the timing right. Amanda caine first. Drinking her cunt juice drove Bonny wild, and soon Bonny creamed which made Amanda hot all over again. They knew that they had to time it right, to have a simultaneous orgasm, or else they were going to have to carry on sucking each other all day. Not that that was any hardship of course. They loved both ends of the linkage.
They switched positions, taking turns on top, lying on their sides, grinding together in a horizontal dance of desire. It was Bonny who first noticed the new activity beyond the glass. She was on top again, and she raised her head for a moment, jaws dripping with cunt juice, like a ravenous she-wolf. She had lifted her face in order to gaze adoringly at Amanda's sodden cunt for a moment, to see what she was eating, but she glanced sideways and gasped.
"Oh, look what they're doing now!"
Amanda couldn't look because Bonny was sitting on her face. Bonny raised her knee and moved aside for a moment. Amanda sat up. They saw Laura taking two pricks at once.
"Shall we watch for a while?" Bonny asked.
"Oh, yes then we can sixty-nine some more!"
Sitting side by side, the two girls fingerfucked each other while they observed the double fucking in the bedroom. They watched until both pricks had been emptied into Laura.
Already hot from sucking, the girls became wild with lust. As soon as the three on the bed stopped moving, Amanda and Bonny rolled onto the mattress and began to sixty-nine with renewed gusto. They concentrated with absolute attention on what they were doing, determined to reach a simultaneous orgasm this time oblivious to everything else.
Laura wriggled out from between her husband and the gardener, squirming off their pricks. Kneeling over them, she was pleased to see that they had not lost their erections. Although both cocks had diminished somewhat, they were still not soft, and they looped out in fat bows from the men's loins. Laura figured it would be a simple enough project to get them hard again. But where should she put them this time? Well, she'd had them front and rear in her loins, why not head and tail next? She thought that having one prick in her mouth and the other in her pussy would be every bit as thrilling as it had been taking them in asshole and cunt. Maybe even better. She loved the idea.
Bending down, she began to lap Robert's soiled cock. Robert moaned as he felt a nimble tongue darting over his cock and balls and Charles' cock began to harden as he watched his sexy wife tonguing that asshole-soiled hunk of prickmeat. When Robert's fuck tool was thundering again, Laura switched over and gave her husband's cock a few slurps, but they were unnecessary. He was already hard as a stone again, from watching her perform.
She drew Robert onto her knees. His cock was out before him like a weapon.
Laura got on her hands and knees, face towards the boy. She took his tapered prick into her mouth.
"Ummm ummmm," she purred. Robert began to slowly fuck into her mouth, his ass and hips corkscrewing. He ran his cockhead into her throat and she sucked through every precious inch as he drew back out. Since the boy had already got his rocks off three times, in three different holes, she knew that he would take a long time to come. And that suited her to a tee, for she was in the mood to salivate over a nice long taste of cockmeat before she drank another delicious load of cum. Her face was intent as she concentrated on sucking that hot mouthful of cock. It was evident that she loved sucking the young boy, evident to her husband, as he watched.
Charles was looking over her shoulder. Kneeling, her ass was hiked up, her thighs parted. Her cunt was full of cunt juice and jism. Cum bubbled from her asshole and ran down into her already soaking crotch, the juices of three orgasms all blending together in a spicy stew.
Charles moved behind her, on his knees.
He pushed his prick into her soaking crotch and fed it to her cunt with an underslung stroke. His big prick tilted her ass up as it plunged in to the root. He began to fuck her dog style, moving slowly, in the same tempo with which Robert was fucking her mouth.
Laura gurgled delightedly, adoring to get fucked at both ends, knowing that it was going to take a long time, this time and wanting it to last as long as it possibly could. She was in a paradise of passion. The randy woman had never been sure which she loved most, fucking or sucking now there was no need to make such a decision, having both.
Robert placed his hands alongside her face, holding her head steady as he fucked into her mouth. His cockhead ran into her throat, then pulled back until only the tip was collared by her lips, then in again, inch by slow inch.
Charles held her by the hips, in the same way, steadying her dripping ass and holding her pelvis firm for his fuckthrusts, timing those thrusts so that he stuffed her full of fat prick at the same time that the boy filled her mouth brimful of cock.
Laura held Robert's balls in one hand.
She reached back between her legs and took her husband's bloated balls in the other hand, squeezing both sets lovingly, worshiping those hairy sacs that would eventually empty more jism into her.
They moved together like a well-oiled and intricate piece of machinery, some interacting construction put together from a carnal erector set, each part moving the next part. The pistons slowly went in and out, the wet sockets turned, nipples and clit sparked like an ignition system. Laura swayed between them in ecstasy, swallowing Robert's cock, taking it right down her gullet while Charles fed every inch to her cunt. Those cocks seemed to fill her so deeply that she wondered if the cockheads were not bumping together somewhere in the middle of her body.
Lost to lust, she had no idea how long it took.
Then Robert, horny and potent lad that he was, began to moan and quiver. He fucked in to her face faster. His balls swelled and his cockhead ballooned, filling her mouth. Laura knew she was about to receive a dose of hot cum and she sucked eagerly. Still potent as the gardener was, maybe he would be able to come yet again. Her mouth was watering for his cum and she sucked with vigor.
Charles, still slowly stroking into her pussy, leaned over her shoulder to get a closeup as the boy blew his wad.
Robert's prick blasted a wet rocket of cum into her throat.
Laura gulped it down hungrily. The slimy jism overflowed her lips and ran down her chin. She kept sucking, dragging a second and then a third spurt from his prick, swallowing greedily. She milked him dry while Charles looked on approvingly, his face haunted by a look of total fascination as he watched his wife drinking the boy's jism with such devotion.
"Ummm ummmm," she purred.
"Drink it, baby," Charles croaked. "Swallow his hot cum! Milk his cock and balls for him, baby and for me!"
Laura sucked Robert dry.
She let the cum swirl around in her mouth and bubble on her lips, then gulped it down.
Robert toppled over onto his back, prick swaying.
She crawled after him, tongue first, and gathered up the slimy drops that had run down his cockrod and onto his balls. Charles watched her hot tongue run all over the boy's cockmeat.
Then, driven to the peak of passion, Charles began to throw a furious fuck into his cumcrazed wife.
He was fucking her with such energy that he drove her right up the bed, on all fours. She crawled over the top of Robert giving his prick a last lick as she passed over it. Charles crawled after her, pouring the prickmeat to her violently.
He fucked her over the side of the bed.
Following, never losing touch and never missing a stroke, Charles sank onto the floor and began to fuck her in a staggering line towards the far wall. They fucked to the door. He angled up, driving down, then dipped and plowed up, lifting her ass and tilting her head down. He slammed in and she bumped against the door.
The door opened.
Too frenzied to worry about where they fucked, as long as they kept fucking, Charles fucked her through the doorway and out into the hall. Laura, gurgling with joy, began to crawl down the hallway with her husband stuck on her ass as if he were a dog that had got fastened to a bitch and could not uncouple.
Robert came in pursuit.
The boy crawled after them, his prick swinging tinder his belly, ready to take over if Charles faltered. Since Robert was not hindered by having to push an ass and cunt before him, he overtook the couple. He crawled along beside Laura, rubbing the head of his cock against her tits.
They came abreast of the closet door.
Beyond that door was Amanda's room.
Laura, although she was lost in lust, still had sense enough to wonder if their daughter were in her room. It would never do for the girl to hear them fucking outside her door and come to investigate, she knew. What a shock that would be for the chaste and virginal teenager! Yet Laura could not back up, for her husband was driving her relentlessly before him, his prick churning her on.
Laura angled her advance.
She turned towards the closet door, figuring that they could finish their fuck in the privacy of that closet.
Laura, with Charles mounted on her ass and Robert drawing beside her, cock massaging her tits, crawled through through the door and into the closet.
Amanda and Bonny, sixty-nining up a storm, were not aware that they had been joined. They continued to slurp merrily away.
"My God!" Laura gasped.
"Oh, wow!" Robert cried.
"Our daughter! Our maid!" Charles wailed, shocked.
But he could not stop fucking for any reason as the thrill soared toward the peak. As much as it distressed him to discover that his daughter was a cunt-sucker, he continued to stuff the cockmeat up his wife. He was hornier than ever now, as he saw his daughter's tongue slurping on Bonny's pussy and her sweet pussy creaming in Bonny's face.
He fucked Laura right across the closet and they bumped right into that steaming tableau of hot, naked flesh.
Amanda and Bonny were both starting to come.
They gasped as they realized they had been discovered. But, like Charles, they couldn't stop. Why should they? Since they had already been caught eating pussy, there was no reason why they shouldn't at least finish it before they faced the consequences.
And then they realized that Charles was fucking Laura.
Perhaps the consequences would not be too bad, after all.
Robert, his prick free and raging, hovered over them. Amanda took it in her hand. She drew it down, rubbing the bloated cockhead against Bonny's cunt, and running her tongue over cunt and cockhead at the same time. Electric thrills shot through her. Bonny creamed. Amanda lapped it up, then took Robert's prick in her mouth and started working toward another taste treat.
Charles watched his daughter sucking cock.
He plowed in with such frantic force that he drove Laura's head right down right down into Amanda's pussy.
Scarcely aware of what, she was doing, Laura began licking her daughter's wet cunt. Bonny was still working on Amanda's juicy slot, too. Laura's tongue and Bonny's tongue ran side by side through that slippery pussy gash.
Charles shot in Laura's pussy, hosing her down with his cum.
Robert spurted a load of jism into Amanda's mouth. She gulped down her first load of cum with relish.
Charles' prick was still hard.
And this was no time for soul-searching.
He crawled onto his daughter and rammed his cocklance into her cunt. The big bludgeon shoved Laura and Bonny aside as it surged in. They moved right back, both of them lapping his balls, tonguing his prickshaft as it pulled out, licking at Amanda's cunt lips and cunt together.
What a way to lose my cherry! thought Amanda. What a wonderful way!
A long time and a lot of cum later, the five fuckers rested, all clustered together in a jumble of flesh, cocks and cunts mixed up in a carnal collage.
Amanda told them about the secret mirrors. She would have told them before as mitigating circumstances to lessen her guilt but this was the first time she didn't have a mouthful of cock or cunt. Charles began to laugh. "What's so funny, darling?" Laura asked. "What good are the mirrors?" he said. Laura, who liked the idea, asked, "What do you mean?"
"There's nothing to see," Charles said, grinning. "We're all in the closet!"