Charles Richards - The hot swappers

Tonguing Suzanne's mouth, she rubbed her torso against the younger girl's body, feeling Robert's hands hard on the heaving breasts of her daughter. She heard the groan of pleasure that was torn from Suzanne's lips when Robert tweaked her nipples. She wanted to take her daughter in her arms and bring her closer, but her hands were filled with prick and balls and it was not the right time. Later, she thought, she would bring her own special pleasures to Suzanne's body. They both enjoyed their female lovemaking to the fullest. Marie, being the total hedonistic personality that she was, had no reservations about introducing her young daughter to the pleasures of lesbian love. As a matter of fact, when Robert suggested that the three of them join together in their sexual games after he had taken his sister's virginity, she had been forced to take the action, to give her unique family the full range of sexual experience that she felt they would need.

Suzanne had been a more than willing student, learning not only the basic lessons, but expanding them by indulging her own youthful curiosity. Marie was pleased with her progress; they were a far-out family sexually, but not to any harmfu1 extreme. They were all just healthily sexy – period.

Breaking the lingual connection between herself and Suzanne, Marie leaned back slightly, and with a smile plunged her body down on Robert's stiff pole of flesh, letting it rip into her innards. Her cunt stretched to its limit to accommodate the fullness of his manhood, the blunt head forging ahead of the long thick shaft. A long sigh whistled past Marie's parted lips as her body sank heavily onto Robert's prick. Now she was filled, the aching that had engulfed her cuntal channel was satiated and she reveled in the sparks of sensation that rippled through her loins, sending waves of heat up her back and making her muscles convulse with pleasure.

With the lingual joining now parted, Suzanne could concentrate more fully on the actions of her brother, whose thrusting tongue was rampaging through the gash of her cunt and rubbing its raspy surface across her clit. He was a born cunt licker, and Suzanne took the greatest pleasure in his efforts. She loved to have her clit sucked and didn't care whether it was Robert or her mother who was the giver of. pleasure as long as she received the pleasure that she sought.

However, being orally fixated, Suzanne never liked to have her lips and tongue unoccupied. It mattered little to her what the object was that she sucked, Robert's prick was one of her favorites, but her mother's cunt or breasts were equally rewarding. Dropping her hands from her mother's breasts, Suzanne let them slide sensuously down her own body and reaching her crotch, shoved them under her body so that she could stretch apart her cunt lips, thus allowing Robert's tongue to have greater freedom. The raw sensation was warming her entire body and causing her to thrust up and down on his face.

Looking at her mother's face as she rode Robert's prick like a pump, Suzanne watched as Marie's mouth opened, her small even teeth bared in a grimace of pleasure. The sight was stimulating, and Suzanne felt the increase in her own sexual tension build toward the fulfillment that she knew was fast approaching.

Leaning forward sharply, Suzanne pushed more of her passion-swollen breasts into Robert's gripping hands. As she inclined her body toward her mother, Suzanne opened her lips and with an almost desperate need, sucked one of her mother's turgid nipples into her mouth. She let her tongue savor the taste of her mother's flesh. The fleshy knob of Marie's nipple, swollen and engorged with blood, rested against the flat of her tongue and she moved it around in a small circle. Drawing back her tongue until just the tip was resting against the slightly wrinkled tip, she rasped it back and forth. Opening her lips as wide as they would go, Suzanne sucked at the small globe of her mother's tit, drawing it almost completely inside her mouth, gently holding it deep in her mouth. With a slow movement of her jaw, she worked her teeth across the nipple, drawing gasps of pleasure from her mother's lips. Shaking her head, Suzanne pulled her mother's fleshy globe away from her body by her nipple until it was stretched tight. After biting down hard, she released her grip and allowed the gnawed flesh to bounce back to its original position. Tilting her head to the side, Suzanne sucked the remaining tit into her mouth and repeated the same process as her mother writhed with the double delight that her children were giving her.

Since she had impaled herself on the thick rod of flesh that thrust from between the strong legs of her son, Marie had been in a tornado of bliss. Her body, fully responsive and hypersensitive because of the buildup of sexual tension, was raging with feeling. Her cunt was filled with her son's hot meat, and she was raising and lowering herself with greater and greater intensity. For a few moments she had been aware of Suzanne, moving sensually over Robert's head, but when the young girl leaned over and sucked one of her tits into her hot mouth, Marie nearly exploded with orgasmic delight. Small explosive forces now started to rip her insides, but Marie did not want to come too soon; she wanted instead to enjoy the sensuousness of the moment, to stretch it out as long as possible so that she would be completely satisfied with their frenzied coupling. Since her hands were now free after releasing their heated grip on Robert's prick and balls, she took Suzanne's head between her hands, and pulled the girl's face even closer to her breasts, forcing the small globes further into the sucking mouth.

Despite her utmost efforts, the feelings that were racing so rapidly up and down her inflamed body were becoming too much for her to control and Marie felt the first onslaughts of orgasm. Her crotch was throbbing as it filled with new and hotter blood, swelling the already swollen lips, letting them leaf back like an opening flower. Quaking sensations of heat and muscle-contorting strain spread outward from her cuntal channel and flexed the muscles of her belly. Her breasts were now supersensitive and heated to what felt like the boiling point.

Abandoning her plan to make her sensual enjoyment last, Marie let her mind surrender to the sensual de1ights of the moment. She pumped her hips up and down on the thick member that invaded and retreated from her cunt. Throwing back her head, her eyes half closed and rolled upward as her mouth opened and moans of pleasure reverberated off the confining walls of the small room. Again and again she gasped out her pleasure as the feeling of fullness expanded the tissues of her cunt. She was being penetrated to the very core, and she reveled in the joy of the intrusion. Waves of color now started breaking before her eyes as she went into her crashing orgasm.

Snapping her eyes shut completely, Marie let the billows of color that were breaking against the shores of her brain intensify and increase in their magnitude. Soft greens turned to raging reds as her body soared higher and higher through the maze of sensation. Marie was only vaguely conscious of the trails of sweat that were running freely from her forehead and down her face as the flush of sexual delight crept across her cheeks and spread like a measles rash across her chest and buttocks.

These physical reactions, however, were not lost on Suzanne, and she sucked at her mother's breast harder than ever. Her own need to reach a climax was growing more fierce and she was happy that her mother had finally gone over the top and would now be less demanding of her. In fact, Suzanne knew that her mother would try to bring her to her own completion as soon as she recovered her composure.

Letting her mother's tit slide from between her sucking lips, she concentrated on getting the most sensation possible from Robert's tongue. Back and forth her hips thrust, letting his tongue ripple over the tiny bud of flesh that was the center of her womanhood. Her hands still held her cunt lips apart and she started moving them to heighten the ecstasy. Her mother rolled her body to the side, letting Robert's still hard flesh slip sloppily from the slash that marked her cunt. Suzanne looked down at the still rigid pole, its length thickly coated with the juices from her mother's body.