Randy Guy: Hot bed neighbors

Polly made it easier. She reached down and used both hands to pull open the cunt lips. She said, laughing: "Okay, darling, let me feel that virgin tongue of yours."

Wyoma brushed her hair back and then stuck her tongue out. She inched closer. Her tongue flicked against the wide, pink, glistening pussy gash. She instantly tasted the secretions and decided they didn't taste bad at all. She nestled her face tighter into the warm valley between Polly's silky white thighs. She licked more firmly, more boldly. She ran her tongue over Polly's straining clit and was rewarded by hearing a jagged breath and feeling a small jump in the woman's hips.

Polly said with a quiet urgency: "More tongue."

Wyoma decided to give her a lot more tongue! She pressed her open mouth against the juicy, spread cunt and lashed the big clit. She flipped it up and down, then sideways. She decided to explore. She delved her tongue lower, into the gaping red and pink pussy, and tasted the flow of tangy cunt juices accumulated there. She stabbed her tongue as deeply as she could into Polly's cunt and felt the opening quiver.

Polly moaned and began undulating her cunt against Wyoma's eager, willing mouth. "God, I wish you had a nine-inch tongue!"

Wyoma chuckled and kept on licking, swirling her tongue, now returning to the prominent clit. At last she pressed her nose into Polly's thatch and closed her lips on the sensitive clit. She drew the pink, taut clit into her mouth with a strong suctioning action, and pushed her tongue over the throbbing surface with greater force.

Polly rocked her hips faster. "Ummm! Yes! Oh, you're so talented! Suck it! Ohhh, yes! Yesss! Don't stop that!" She quivered. She gasped loudly. Her belly suddenly locked and jumped frantically. "I'm coming!"

Wyoma was thrilled and amazed. So soon! Why, this was so simple! So easy! She kept on sucking and tongue-lashing Polly's thrumming clit. It seemed to have swelled and acquired an extra hardness.

Polly panted. "Don't stop! Don't you dare stop! I can go off more than once! Ohhhh, yes!" Her hands gave up holding apart the lips of her cunt for Wyoma. She locked her fingers into Wyoma's silky blonde hair and pulled her face even tighter. She growled with intense pleasure. She jerked her cunt faster and harder against Wyoma's rocking head. "Uhhh! Uhhh! Suck! Suck hard!"

Wyoma couldn't get air. Her lungs began to burn. Her head was imprisoned in a soft vise as Polly's thighs closed in.

Polly panted and growled and quivered. Then she realized Wyoma was struggling and needed air. She let her disengage.

Wyoma rested her head on Polly's thigh and sucked deep gasps of air.

Polly said: "I'm sorry darling. I got carried away. It's so damned good!"

Wyoma smiled. "I know! Just let me come up for air once in a while." She drew an extra deep breath and let it out slowly. "Do you want more now?"

"Oh, do I!" Polly opened her milky thighs. She was delighted with Wyoma. "You sweet darling! You've earned something special in a few minutes."

Wyoma settled into the easy, breathless task of sucking Polly off again. She thought this afternoon was going to be a turning point in her life.

Doe Wilson sat pouting on Robby Cameron's twin bed. She was totally naked. She asked: "How can you be too tired to fuck?" She held his half-hard cock in her hand and flopped it contemptuously this way and that.

"Hell, we've been going at it for at least an hour!" he scowled. "And before that I jogged ten miles." He winced as she slapped his cock hard against his hip. "Hey, take it easy."

"Well, I didn't tell you to go jogging! That's dumb! You knew we had a sex date." She flipped her long, wavy red hair in a gesture of annoyance. She had only gotten two good fucks out of Robby this time. Her cunt was hungry for more cock.

He reached up and played with her small, conical tits. Her nipples were hard little pink buttons that were very ticklish when he fingered them. He said: "Give me fifteen minutes."

Doe pouted again. Her green eyes wandered around his small bedroom. She didn't like the Cameron mobile home. It was at least twenty years old and was kind of scruffy inside and out.

She reached for her tight white shorts. As she stepped into them and wriggled them up onto her slim hips, she said: "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Doe! Come on!"

She pulled her green-striped top over her head and freed her long, dark-red hair. She hadn't worn shoes when she came over from her family's mobile home six spaces up the lane.

She smiled at Robby. "I'm not really mad. We've been fucking a lot and you've got athletics. I'll call first. Okay?" She moved to the door.

Robby nodded. His cock felt like dead rubber at the moment. And he was tired from practically an hour of non-stop fucking.

Doe impulsively bent over and kissed his limber cock. "See you, sweetie." Then she quickly left his bedroom and headed down the narrow hallway to the central living room.

She was surprised to see a husky older man lounging in the velvet deep-cushioned sofa. He wore only a plaid robe and slippers. His hair was damp and awry. He was idly paging through a copy of Mobile Home Owner. He looked up.

Doe smiled. "Hi. Mister Cameron?" That was obvious. Robby was taller, but had his father's hair and eyes and nose and jaw. Even the same big ears.

She liked the way Ken's gray eyes took in her slim, sexy young body. She was still simmering in her cunt, still needing a good, long fuck.

"I'm Doe Wilson. My mother and your wife are getting to be good friends, so I guess we should, too."

Ken smiled. "Sure. Never turn down the friendship of a beautiful girl." He shifted slightly and the move pulled his robe open just enough.

Doe's green eyes widened at the glimpse of his huge naked cock. Something quivered hot and keen in her belly. "You look like you just took a shower."

"Yeah. Spilled fifty gallons of cold coffee on me. My brewer quit last Friday, so now I do all… hey, you want a job?"

"I don't think so. School starts in three weeks." She wondered if he was willing to fuck. Some older men were so straight! She went around the oval coffee table and sat beside him on the sofa. "But tell me about it."

At that moment Robby clumped out of his bedroom wearing jeans, a tank top and Nikes. He carried a baseballs glove. He stopped when he saw Doe and his father sitting side by side. He blinked and grinned. "I'm going over to the park. See you tomorrow, Doe?"

She grinned back. "Sure will." Robby's grin had told her he didn't mind if she seduced his dad. He was probably relieved a bit; it would take some of the pressure off him to keep her pussy satisfied.

When Robby had left, Doe asked: "Where's Mrs. Cameron?"

"Oh, Wyoma's over at that diet club she goes to. Be there for a couple hours at least."

Ken smiled, divining Doe's intent. He didn't for a moment think he would get to fuck this beautiful little teenager, but she might be willing to suck him off. Kids nowadays were wild! Sex crazy. Try almost anything.

Doe casually put her slim little hand on Ken's thigh and dislodged his robe. His massive cock, visibly surging in growth, was fully revealed.

"Oh. Look what I found!" She smiled mischievously and boldly curled her fingers around the very thick cockshaft. She lifted the heavy, throbbing, growing monster. His prick was clammy and warm. The cock wobbled stiffly.

Ken was embarrassed, astonished at her daring, and proud. "Bet you never saw a – a cock this big before, huh?"

Doe shook her head. She really hadn't. "This is at least two inches longer than Robby's. And a lot bigger around." She couldn't get her fingers all the way around the prickshaft. There was no way she could take this huge prick. But – what fun it might be trying!