Unknown - Blackmailing the Queen

Mattie's face was turned away, but she dropped the T-shirt and brought her hands up to Ann's breasts and began to stroke them. Ann pulled her toward the bed, gently, and Mattie did not resist.

Women make love slowly. I'd never seen it before, and I was fascinated by the smoothness, the grace with which the breasts, the legs the necks, the arms, the tummies slide and intermingle. They spent the longest time just kissing, just licking nipples and stroking thighs. I was struck by how different these two girls were; both beautiful, but in totally different ways. Ann was like a fashion model: long limbed, slim, with high cheek bones and gracefull hands. Mattie was like a centerfold: large, full breasts, hourglass figure, soft, full lips, and a perpetually sexy look. After what seemed like an hour, Mattie was completely enraptured by Ann and I think Ann was fulfilling a fanstasy all her own. Ann finally lowered her head to Mattie's pussy, parting her legs ahead of time to give me a good look at her pretty cunt, and for a moment Mattie seemed about to stop everything. She put a hand on Ann's shoulder.

"No… No, you don't have to do that." Mattie smiled and brushed some stray hairs, and perhaps a few tears, from her eyes. "This has made me so happy, Ann, really, but I can't ask you to… to…"

"To thuck your widdow puthy?" Ann said, in babytalk.

They both giggled like little girls.

"God, Ann, you don't pull any punches," Mattie said, blushing.

"Why should I? We're loving each other, and you want me to suck it, and I want to suck it. So why not?"

"You mean it? You really want to?" Mattie's face looked hopeful and incredulous.

Ann answered by lowering her face to Mattie's snatch. I could not see what Ann was doing, since the back of her head was to me, but from the look of ecstasy on Mattie's face as she writhed and moaned it must have been the right stuff. Again, Ann took her time, her head describing slow, sensous circles. Then, suddenly, she picked up the pace sharply, and began to literally fuck Mattie's pussy with her face. Her hands were also doing something in there, I assumed she was fingering her, and Mattie's breasts began to heave mightily as her orgasm approached.

Ann usually flushed red in her chest and face when she was close to coming, but Mattie did the just opposite, her face becoming slightly paler just before she began to come.

And come she did. We were fortunate there was no one in the house.

Mattie really wailed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, Annie, Annie, oh, sweet… Doooooooooooooo it!

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Mattie cried, her back arching, thrusting her big tits into the air. She had grabbed onto Ann's hair and was grinding her face into her pussy. Then she subsided, and quickly pulled Ann up into a tight hug, Mattie sobbing tears of complete joy.

"Oh, Ann. Sis, that was incredible. Oh, thank you, thank you…"

Sis? Interesting. I'd been clicking off shots all along, of course. I checked my camera. I was out of film.

They lay together for a few minutes in silence, Ann rubbing Mattie's breasts gently while Mattie breathed deeply with her eyes closed. Then Ann began to speak.

"Was that your first time?"

Mattie opened her eyes. "Yes. I've, you know, done things with my hands before…"

"Masturbated yourself?"

"Uh huh. But I've never had an orgasm with another person. Not a boy or a girl." Mattie seemed to be talking almost like a child. She was staring at Ann with a look that was something like love, something like awe.

"What about Katherine?" Ann asked. I assumed Katherine was the girl Ann had claimed Mattie had had a `fling' with some years before.

"You knew about that?" Mattie said, not too shocked. "All we did was fool around a little, you know, curiosity. The most we did was rub our tits together. I guess she must have told you about it."

"Katherine has such a flat chest. She must have gotten lost in your big boobies…" Ann was staring at Mattie's tits as she said this.

Mattie laughed shyly.

"What about Phillip?" Phillip was Mattie's boyfriend.

"Him. Well, he likes to rub my chest through my sweater, and he likes me to rub his… thing… with my hands, you know."

"You don't take him in your mouth?"

"God, no!" Mattie said, seriously. "He asked me to, but I told him he was crazy."

"You give him handjobs."

Mattie smiled a guilty smile. "Yeah. But that's pretty much all we do.

He asks for more, but I've always been scared. I think he's sort of scared too. Sometimes he can't even… finish."

Another shock. Phillip Towne was yet another jock who "got all the pretty girls," or so we thought. Now I was finding that most of these guys did not have one tenth the sexual experience I did, and around school I was a nobody. My whole worldview was changing, or would have been if I was not totally preoccupied watching those two beautiful women lieing naked on the bed together, stroking each other and talking about sex.

"I know what you mean," Ann said. "Richard was like that. Now things are different."

"Your new guy? He's nice looking, but he's just…" She seemed to be searching for a word, and I guess the word today would be "geek" or "zod", but back then it was probably "nerd." Though I was not really that socially unacceptable, I was just not a member of the elite that girls like Ann and Mattie generally confined themselves to. So she stalled when trying to find a word to categorize me. Ann did not.

"He's incredible, Mattie. He's the best thing that ever happened to me.

He has a cock you would not believe…"

"You've… done it with him?" Mattie's voice was filed with amazed excitement, a giggle barely supressed.

"I've done it all with him. I've sucked his cock, I've let him fuck me. Jesus, I've fucked him. Dozens of times. He's incredible. I can't get enough of him." Mattie's eyes grew big as saucers, but that look of delight did not leave. While Ann was saying all this her hand had moved to Mattie's pussy and was stroking it lightly. "So you're still a virgin, Mattie?"

"Uh huh," Mattie replied, beginning to respond to Ann's touch. "Except for you, nobody has ever touched me… there." Mattie was staring at Ann's hand, her eyes following its movements.

"Touched your pussy, you mean? Your cunt? Your box?" Ann was using words to turn Mattie on, and it was working. Ann's fingers were now rubbing her slit directly and Mattie responded.

"Oh, Ann. Yes. My pussy. No one has ever touched my pussy. Oh, my pussy, my pussy…" Her eyes were closed again and Ann nodded to me with a smile. `She's ready' she mouthed.

I quietly tip-toed over to the girls, the music hiding any sound I might have made. I was wearing only a pair of gym shorts, my cock making a tent out of the front of them. Ann carefully moved my hand into position and let me take over stroking Mattie's pussy, in one swift, deft move that made Mattie think it was still Ann who was doing her.

Mattie's pussy was soft and downy, as nice as Ann's but different in some way. Up close I could see that she had fine red hair above her slit, but it was extremely sparse, almost invisible. She parted her legs as I began to finger her clit, and moaned as Ann placed one hand on her breast. I was suprised that we were able to do this for several minutes without Mattie catching on.

Then Ann placed her other hand on Mattie's other breast. She was kneading both nipples while I fingered Mattie's hot box, and still Mattie did not seem to realize immediately that there were now three hands fondling her. Her pussy was getting wetter, her legs were spreading wider, and her hips were just starting to move.

Then, suddenly, she realized what was happening.

Her eyes snapped open, and she made a little "Huh!" sound and lurched toward the wall, dragging the bedspread with her.