Jessica, never having gone beyond the entrance of her brother's house, got slowly to her feet, smiling at Randolph with cum-streaked lips and looking wistfully at his deflated balls and drooping cock. She knew damned well that, if she had time, she could easily suck him up to another hard-on and get her smoldering cunt pumped up as full as her mouth had been. It was a tempting thought. Jessica adored sucking cocks and drinking jism. But it had one major drawback – it left her really horny for a fuck. But she was going to be late for work already and knew she would have to suffer her frustrations for a while – at least until she got to the office, where she kept a battery-powered vibrator, useful on such occasions.
A vibrator wasn't nearly as good as a cock and balls, certainly, because it wasn't full of cum and could only dry-fuck. But it was a lot better than nothing and Jessica often vibrated her pussy to take the pressure off throughout the day, until she could get the real thing from her husband – or whatever other lucky man happened to come along.
Jessica, obviously, was not known for her marital fidelity, nor did she regret her promiscuity. Fucking around was simply too much fun to feel any guilt – although Jessica had felt a bit guilty on her wedding night, fucking her lawfully wedded husband and feeling as if she were cheating on her brother, whom she had sucked off half an hour before she took her marriage vows. But that was a good many blowjobs ago and now, another mouth-fucking finished, Jessica kissed her brother on the lips. It would have been a chaste, sisterly kiss – if he hadn't tasted his own cum on her mouth.
Promising to stop by again soon, she left him panting on the doorstep and walked down to her car, her hot pussy squishing between her sleek thighs with every stride. When she slid onto the car seat, her cunt almost creamed. Jessica, who was almost always horny, was hotter than usual, today. There was a good reason for it, too.
That morning, brushing her teeth at the bathroom sink, she had found traces of cum in the bowl.
She'd blinked, then smiled. A big, sticky blob of the stuff was clinging to the sink, just below the rim. Jessica slid her fingertip through it, then brought her hand up to her face. She sniffed. Yeah, it was cum, all right, she figured, knowing that starchy fragrance well. Then, just to be positive, she slipped her sticky finger into her mouth and sucked the slime from it.
She knew that her husband hadn't been beating off in the bathroom, because she kept his balls well drained. And knowing that cum must have come from her teenaged son's prick really excited Jessica. She remembered how she had caught her brother under the same circumstances, years before – and oh, how she would have loved to catch her son pounding his prick!
The idea made her so horny she felt faint. That was why, even though she was running late, she had just had to stop and savor a mouthful of her brother's sweet prick.
Now, with a bellyful of swallowed fuck-juice, Jessica was hotter than ever. She just couldn't stop thinking about her slimy discovery, imagining how that cockcream had spurted out of Tommy's pisshole and wondering how she could manage to spy on him the next time he jacked off. She wondered, too, about her young daughter, Brenda. Did the girl take after her mother? Did Brenda and Tommy fool around, the way that she and Randy had – and still did? Those thoughts were inspirational. By the time she got to the office building, Jessica was so hot she thought that her cunt might burst into flames – a raging inferno that could only be quelled by the fire-extinguishing foam of a spurting cock.
She parked her car and hurried up to her office. Wanda, the redheaded receptionist with the huge tits, gave her a strange look as Jessica hastened past. Jessica wondered if her mood was so obvious that the other woman could tell how horny she was. Was she fucking glowing? Was smoke drifting out of her crotch? Aware that Wanda was still staring at her, Jessica went on to her office and closed the door. She went directly to the filing cabinet where, in the drawer, she kept her vibrator. She took it out, trembling. The flavor of her brother's cum still lingered on her taste buds, and the recollection of her son's jism danced in her mind. She was in no mood to fool around with any preliminaries.
Standing beside the filing cabinet, Jessica pulled her dress up to her waist and tugged her bikini panties down her thighs. The crotch band of those panties was like a swamp, she noticed. She tilted her groin up and looked below her bushy blonde cunt mound. Her cuntlips were unfurled like the petals of a fleshy blossom, her pussyslit opened into a wide slot, and that slot was flooded with cunt cream. Her clit stood out like a tree stump in a swamp, tingling and throbbing. Cunt juice trickled down the sleek flesh of her inner thighs and seeped back into the crack of her ass. She cupped her hand over her crotch and whimpered. Green eyes narrowed and red lips parted, panting, Jessica brought her other band down and held the tip of the cock shaped vibrator directly against her swollen clit.
She paused for a moment, savoring the anticipation, no longer so desperate now that the vibrator was in place. She knew that her pussy was going to cream as soon as she switched the tool on and started it humming against her clit. Then she thumbed the switch.
And nothing happened.
Jessica wailed in dismay, staring down incredulously at the inoperative instrument. The batteries were dead!
"Oh, my God!" she cried in abject despair. She stood there, trembling all over, her body vibrating as much as the useless vibrator should have been, and wasn't. What a fine kettle of fish this was! What the fuck was she going to do? Did she have to settle for a finger-fucking?
Then the door opened and Wanda walked in. The redhead stopped dead, staring in amazement. It was quite a surprising sight, to be sure. Gorgeous Jessica was standing there with her panties down around her knees and her thighs parted and a big plastic fuck-stick jammed into her soaking cunt, panting and wailing.
"Oh! Excuse me," Wanda gulped. "I thought I heard you call me…"
The receptionist's eyes were glued on Jessica's pussy, fascinated. She blushed furiously, embarrassed at having walked in on this intimate scene – but still seemed unable to tear her eyes away from Jessica's cunt.
Jessica snapped her head around. If she hadn't been so desperate to come, Jessica would probably have blushed, as well, since it was rather an embarrassing situation in which to find oneself. But with lust and need raging through her body, she had no room for such minor emotions as shame.
"Hey – you got any batteries?" she asked. Wanda blinked, surprised at the bizarre request – then grinned, as she realized what the problem was.
"Sorry – I don't," she said.
"Shit! I just gotta come," Jessica muttered.
"So-so I see," Wanda whispered huskily. "Your pussy is so – so creamy…"
Something in her tone of voice caused Jessica to raise her eyebrows. She noticed the fascination with which the other woman was staring at her cunt, realizing that there was more than surprise in the redhead's gaze, and that more than embarrassment was causing her to blush.
Wanda looked up at Jessica's face, speculatively, a questioning look in her eyes. She started to speak, then hesitated. Her eyes lowered again, the lashes fluttering. She would have looked demure – had she not been looking at Jessica's cunt again. She was breathing heavily, her huge tits rising as she inhaled, the stiff nipples standing out in twin peaks against her blouse.
"Is-is there anything I can do?" she whispered.
Jessica smiled. Although she was inordinately fond of cocks, the tawny-haired beauty enjoyed tongue, as well – and she knew a cunt-lapper when she saw one staring at her creamy gash so hungrily.
"Um-hum," Jessica breathed.
She tossed the useless vibrator back into the cabinet drawer and turned to face the panting redhead. She tilted her belly up, dipping slightly at the knees, letting Wanda gaze directly at her foaming fuck-hole. Under her golden triangle, her cunt-slot was flowing like a swamp. Wanda's tongue slide slowly across her lower lip.
Jessica stepped to the side and backed up against her desk. Wanda took a step towards her, uncertain, hesitant, seeming to be mesmerized by Jessica's crotch. She looked up into Jessica's smiling face, then lowered her gaze again. Her lips moved, without sound. Jessica slid back, her ass perched on the rim of the desk and her long legs extended, thighs open. She tucked her fingers under the elastic of her panties and drew them lower, lifting one knee and puffing the soaking garment from her foot. Leaving the panties around the other ankle, she placed both feet on the floor again, wide apart. She arched her back, shifting her firm, heartshaped ass around on the desktop.
A gush of frothy cunt juice spilled from her fuck-hole and slid down her groin.
"Oh!" Wanda gasped.
Jessica's cuntlips rippled, parting farther and revealing the darker, inner folds, streaked with cunt cream.
Wanda whimpered hungrily. Her tongue pushed out, fluttering, vibrating so much that it might have been powered by batteries.
"You're hungry for my cunt, aren't you?" Jessica whispered, looking down past her thrusting tits to her own crotch and thinking that she didn't blame Wanda at all – that creamy cunt looked absolutely delicious.
Wanda nodded, no longer blushing but flushed now with her seething desire. She moved closer, her legs shaking, her eyes glued to that creamy snack.
"My tongue is so fucking hot," she moaned, whipping that wet lapper across her parted lips. She sank slowly down to her knees, between Jessica's widespread thighs. Her head tilted down and her warm breath billowed into Jessica's fuck-crater, causing her clit to flutter. Jessica expected the hungry redhead to go down on her immediately, voraciously. But for a few moments, Wanda simply stared at Jessica's pussy, like a gourmet gazing at a banquet, anticipating the feast.
Then the redhead looked up at Jessica's face, a sort of pleading look in her eyes, as if asking for understanding. "I-I hope you don't think I'm a lesbian, or anything," she whispered tremulously, not wanting Jessica to think she was a pervert.
Jessica smiled, tossing her head. "Of course not," she said. "I like to suck pussy sometimes, myself."
Wanda moaned, thrilled by that confession, delighted that Jessica understood the difference between being a dyke and being a cunt-lapper. She lowered her head again, bowing over Jessica's steaming pussy as if she were worshiping it. Her fingers fumbled at the buttons of her own blouse, opening it and baring her big tits.
Jessica's cunt was so creamy that Wanda was afraid she might get cunt juice all over her blouse as she lapped it out. She drew the blouse back off her shoulders, arching her back and pushing her tits out. Her nipples were standing out like rosy rockets ready to be launched. She pushed one tit into Jessica's cunt gash, squirming, rubbing her swollen nipples against Jessica's equally swollen clit. She twisted from the waist and pushed the other nipple in. Cunt juice dripped from her tit tips and slid into her deep cleavage. She slid her nipple right up Jessica's cunt slot, as if she were fucking her with that hard nugget. Jessica purred, enjoying this foreplay. Her cuntlips rippled, sucking on the redhead's tit tip, and her clit flared and throbbed. More pussy nectar creamed out, soaking Wanda's big tits.
Cupping her tits in her hands, Wanda wriggled, grinding them around in Jessica's frothy pussy slot. After a few moments she drew away, sitting back on her heels. Her tits were drenched with cunt cream. She lifted the heavy tit globes in her hands and lowered her face. Jessica watched, intrigued, as the redhead began to lick and suck on her own heated tit flesh. Her tits were so big that she could get her face right down on them. Her tongue slid through her damp cleavage and swept around the mounds, rising to the stiff peaks. When she looked up, her lips were streaked with cunt juice. Her tongue slid across. She whimpered hungrily, her appetite whetted.
She began to lick up the insides of Jessica's smooth thighs, where ribbons of frothy pussy cream had trickled down. Her tongue slurped up the crease where Jessica's leg joined her crotch, licking parallel with her steaming cunt slot. She shifted and licked up the other crease. Her nose brushed against Jessica's clit as she turned her face from side to side. Then she began to rub her face around in Jessica's crotch, not licking or sucking yet. She was coated with a film of cunt cream from chin to brow.
Softly and deliberately, Jessica said: "Suck my cunt."
She reached down and stroked Wanda's head. Wanda was panting right up her fuck-hole.
Then she flicked her nimble tongue against Jessica's throbbing clit.
Jessica jerked and moaned.
"Ummm," the cunt-hungry redhead purred. Turning her face from side to side, she began to tongue Jessica's pussy from all angles. She licked up her unfurled cuntlips, lapped at her flooded slot, tongued her clit then began to slide her hot tongue as far up into Jessica's cunthole as it would reach. She spread Jessica's pussy folds open wider with her fingers and stabbed her tongue into the steaming grotto steadily, tongue-fucking her soaking pussy.
Her trembling lips parted and she clamped them over Jessica's fuck-slot, sucking as she tongued. Jessica's cunt was sucking on Wanda's parted lips, her clit flaring. Wanda's tongue lapped out a mouthful of cunt juice and she moaned as she swallowed the succulent stuff. She was drooling, filling Jessica's cunt with slobber, then sucking that slobber back out, blended with frothy pussy nectar.
Her tongue shot up into Jessica's fuck-hole, fairly floating on a stream of cunt cream. Jessica was grinding her pussy around on Wanda's face, jerking spasmodically. Wanda gave great head. Who needed a vibrator when there was a tongue like that in the office?
Her thighs closed around the redhead's buried face, then opened wide again. She lifted her feet up, bucking, bicycling in the air. Wanda's mouth was stuck to her cunt like a limpet to a rock, sucking steadily as her tongue continued to fuck in and out.
She cupped Jessica around the ass, lifting her loins higher, her head tipping back just as if Jessica's cunt were a goblet she was draining to the dregs. Jessica braced herself on her hands and heaved her ass up from the desk top. Wanda ducked lower, tonguing up the crack of Jessica's ass, licking out the cunt juice that had eluded her lips and seeped down into that tight ass crack. She slipped her tongue right up the tight brown bud of Jessica's shit hole, then dragged it in a long, moist slurp back through the asscrack and on up into her foaming fuck slot again.
"Come," she rasped. "Cream my fucking tongue, Jessica – melt in my mouth."
Her tongue was fucking in and out of Jessica's cunt as her lips sucked greedily on her swollen clit. She seemed to be trying to stuff her whole head up into Jessica's cunt hole, to eat her out from within.
Jessica's cunt juice got hotter and thicker as she neared the crest, and Wanda gurgled with the joy of it as her mouth filled with cum cream.
"Feed me," she wailed.
Jessica cried out as her clit detonated and her fuck-hole began to melt.
Waves of fiery joy rushed laterally across her belly and shot like electric current up her thighs. Wanda's hot tongue flicked up her pussy. The waves came faster and higher, rushing one upon the other. Wanda's lips sucked voraciously and the separate waves began to follow one another across her loins so rapidly that they were merging into one tremendous tidal wave, the crest sustained. Jessica bent over the kneeling cunt-lapper, her tawny hair tumbling, then she arched back again. Her legs opened and closed around Wanda's buried head. Her clit went off in Wanda's lips, then exploded again, instantly, against her flashing tongue. Jessica was in the glorious throes of a multiple orgasm – but without separate peaks and dips, just one prolonged rush of ecstasy. The steaming cum juice poured out of her cunt and Wanda gulped it up with little hungry whimpers and moans, loving to have her mouth creamed as much as Jessica enjoyed creaming that voracious and skillful maw. The redhead's hair fell like tongues of flame onto Jessica's belly and thighs as she tossed her head about like a boat in a storm, wallowing in the port of Jessica's pussy, moored there by her tongue.
Still Jessica kept coming and coming. Wanda drew back for a second, her tongue stretching out between her mouth and that flooding cunt. She began to beat her lapper on Jessica's clit. Holding that pulsing clit between her thumb and forefinger, puffing it gently out, she slid her tongue all over it, then drew it into her lips and sucked as if it were a tiny prick.
While the redhead concentrated on Jessica's clit, Jessica's neglected fuck-slot filled up with a swampy deluge of cum cream. The stuff flowed down her crotch like melted pearls, soaking the desk under her ass. Then Wanda ducked down and slurped that succulent overflow up. Her tongue slid into the crack of Jessica's ass and dragged on back to her cunt. Paying attention to all the juicy details, she lapped at each unfurled cuntlip, licked at Jessica's clit again, and tongue-fucked her pussyhole. Her mouth was clamped onto Jessica's soaking pussy like a suction cup on a drain.
Her cheeks dragged in as she sucked out another creamy mouthful. Her tongue floated like a piece of pink driftwood in the succulent slime. Then her throat pulsed as she gulped the delicious load down.
Jessica shuddered as another spasm racked her. She threw her head back, eyes glazed and lips slack. Her tits heaved as she panted through the last rippling waves of her climax. Then, drained, she slumped along the top of the desk, panting. Wanda kept on tonguing and sucking, making sure that she had worked off every last ripple, sucked out every precious drop of cunt cream.
At long last, she drew back. Her jaws were dripping like a wolf crouched over a juicy carcass. Drops of cum juice slid down her chin and onto her tits. She leaned in for one last lick, then looked up at Jessica's face. Jessica was smiling dreamily and, seeing that, Wanda smiled, as well – knowing that she had done a good job on that sweet pussy and that, without any doubt, she would be performing on that pussy a whole lot, from now on.
Those dead vibrator batteries had been a blessing to the redheaded pussy-gobbler.
She got up and pulled her blouse back on. Jessica was sprawled out over the desk, smiling happily. Her tongue slid around in her mouth, as if she were trying to decide whether or not she fancied a snack of redhead pussy. Since neither of them were lesbians, any cunt-lapping they did between them should be mutual, Jessica reasoned – nor did she mind, because sucking a hot cunt was never a handicap. With her pussy satisfied, her tongue was tingling.
But Wanda was already moving away. Gorged on cunt cream, the redhead was content and ready to go back to her desk. Jessica raised her eyebrows, feeling a fleeting disappointment. Then she shrugged, knowing, as Wanda did, that there would be plenty of opportunities to suck cunt in the future.
And she still wanted some stiff prick.
Wanda's tongue had made her cream very expertly, yet a tongue was not a cock. She thought about her brother's big prick shooting cum in her mouth, then she thought about her son's virile young cockmeat, imagining how he must have looked as he milked his fuck-juice into the bathroom sink.
Jessica knew that she was not going to get much work done today, not with her head clogged up with those phallic fantasies. Now she regretted having come to work at all. She wished she'd stayed at her brother's for a follow up suck after she'd milked him off in her mouth. But it was too late to go back. Randy would have gone to work, himself, by this time.
But what about her kids? Were they home and, if so, were they doing anything interesting?
Jessica smiled, tuned on by her own naughtiness. She didn't intend to introduce her teenagers to incest, really, but she sure as hell wanted to spy on Tommy while he was beating his meat – or even Brenda, if that sexy little minx had discovered the pleasures of fingerfucking herself. What a kick it would be to play the voyeur on her kids. Jessica was really turning on to the prospect. Her pussy was getting hot again.
She slid down from the desk and pulled up her panties, squirming into them. She had decided what to do. She would sneak into the house quietly, hoping for a chance to watch her son frigging his prick. Even listening to the sounds of masturbation would be a thrill, if she couldn't manage to get a look. And, if nothing else, she always had her spare dildo. She could slip the big rubber cock up her cunt hole and enjoy the feeling of being stuffed to the brim while she waited, hoping for a chance to spy on Tommy or Brenda. That seemed a great idea.
Her spare dildo wasn't a vibrator, like the one she kept in her filing cabinet. It was just a huge rubber prick – the one she had used at college, in fact, and shared with her sexy roommate, as well. She didn't intend to fuck herself with the rubber cock to begin with. She just wanted to shove it up her cunt and sprawl on her bed, squirming around a little and keeping her pussy simmering while she listened intently for any sounds that might suggest a hand-job was in progress.
It seemed a good plan to Jessica. But there was one thing wrong with it.
Her dildo was no longer in its usual hiding place in her underwear drawer.
Her kids had found it!