John Kellerman: The family threesome

"Nhhuuuuuhhh!" she sighed, working her clit until it felt tumid and hot to her touch. Her slender body bucked on the bed as she plunged against the tickling, gouging rubbing. Her soles burned! Her breasts stood up straight on her chest as the throbbing pleasure erupted through her cunt.

"Ohhhh Robby… make love to me darling," she gasped. "Make me yours!"

It was after nine o'clock when she tapped on Robby's door again. She had on exactly what she'd worn that afternoon while visiting him, except for one important difference. Three droplets of musk perfume she'd found on Mona's dresser. Two drops had been used up on her ears. Sheri had placed the third with a giggle and a hot rush of excitement. Holding her soft cunt lips apart, she'd placed it on the very tip of her clit. The pink nubbin swelled as the musk trickled down and Sheri had quickly sealed the magic inside her by pressing her labia together and holding them that way while she chanted a little spell. Then she'd jammed her corn-cob pipe into a pocket and tip-toed to Robby's room.

"Sure, you can come in," he said, opening the door wide and leaving it that way. Sheri almost closed it herself but didn't. She sat on the edge of the bed, hands on her knees. She ached for Robby to kiss her. To do what he'd almost done that afternoon. But he was setting up the chessboard instead, moving chain around.

"Chess isn't very exciting," she said, "unless there's something at stake."

"There's always something at stake. You win or lose."

"I mean something… something tangible." She smiled. She found it that afternoon in the dictionary and practiced until she was sure it would come out right. Robby finished putting the pieces in place. Sheri set her corn-cob pipe on the table and grinned.

"I didn't think you did any grass," Robby admitted. He took a deep breath and put the pipe in his mouth. In a second it was going and he passed it over. They smoked slowly, holding the stuff inside. Sheri was ready and felt her high coming on quick.

"Better shut the door," she said. "In case mom's in early and smells it."

"Yeah." Robby's eyes looked dreamy. She hadn't told him that it was really strong grass. Colombian supposedly. She turned the lock on the door and went back to stand behind Robby. It was the only place she could get up the nerve to ask what she wanted to ask.

"Robby, would you kiss me?"

For a long moment he didn't say anything. Then he put down the pipe and stood up. He nabbed his hands on the fronts of his thighs before he turned around.

"Sheri… I don't know about this. What I mean is…"

"Would you?" She blinked her blue eyes and looked up pleadingly. Her small hands flashed out to hold Robby's waist. She hadn't planned it like this at all. She'd been going to do it in a more sophisticated way. But the fifth toke of grass had made her forget all that. The lips of her pussy felt like they were connected to a live wire.

Slowly, Rob pulled her into his arms. The kiss was soft, shy. She moaned and closed her eyes and wallowed her mouth up against him. When the tip of his tongue flicked her lips, she opened them wide and dug her nails into his back. Robby pushed her back.

"Hey… let's slow down here before I lose my head."

"I want you to lose your head."

"Sheri, let me inform you of a few facts in case you've forgotten." Robby swallowed. "I'm a house guest."

"Robby… Ohhh do it again! Please do it again!" She let her palms slide down over his bottom. It was terribly daring, but she knew she had to catch his interest now. Before it was too late.

"Sheri… God… you smell so… so…" He kissed her again. Their lips squirmed together. Spit leaked from the corner of her mouth and Sheri panted through her flared nostrils. It was fantastic. She couldn't keep her hips still. Gently she ground her pelvis against Robby. The hardness in his pants was easy to feel. She wondered if she dared touch it. Annie Faber touched cocks when she felt like it. She'd told Sheri how hot and hard they were! Surely it would be alright, especially since Robby had his pants on still.

"I think you'd better get the hell out of here," he gasped as her fingers closed on the long lump that pushed out the front of his jeans.

"I want to hug," Sheri whined, "on the bed."

"Damnit Sheri…"

"Please Robby. Just for a little while."

With a shuddering groan, Robby pushed her back on the bed and half covered her with his own body. They sighed and kissed and squirmed and rubbed against each other until Sheri felt her pants slip up between her cuntlips. She couldn't believe the delicious pleasure that seemed to flood through every nerve of her body. When Robby rolled over her and began to pump his hips, she felt the swell of his prick rub up and down her mound. She tilted her ass so that more of her inner lining would come into contact with the drenched crotch of her blue jeans.

"Ohhhh," she gasped as Robby kissed her neck, then yanked open the first three snaps of her skirt and kissed there too. The next snap came loose by itself and her right breast poked nakedly against Robby's cheek. He seemed surprised and for a moment Sheri was afraid he was going to get up from her. But with a moan of desperation, he sucked the plump swell between his lips. Sheri came unglued.

Her back arched sharply up from the bed as the unbelievable friction of a sucking tongue stroked her nipple. It was so sensitive! So tender!

"Ohhh Robby… Ohhh God… Ohhh shit!" She clung to the back of his head with both hands, pulling him down harder against the throbbing plumpness. Spit leaked down the side of her body as Robby devoured the white flesh and pink nipple. Sheri thought she might faint from pleasure. Nobody had ever touched that part of her body in that way. It was like she'd grown up and had a baby and the baby was turning her inside out!

"Sheri… Ohhh God, you're so pretty," Robby moaned, his body shaking against hers. He didn't sound the same. There was a huskiness to his voice, an urgency. It was a little scary and very exciting. Sheri felt her jeans pop open from the wildness of their movements. She pumped her trim ass to slide out of her clothes. There was a powerful urge to have skin against skin. Sheri couldn't resist.

"Robby let me help you!" She pulled his fly open and started peeling his jeans down over his ass. Robby jerked back.

"God, we can't do this. Sheri… Sheri, stop!"

"We don't have to do anything… bad," she panted against his ear. "I just want to feel you… touching me." And she did so want that. She could hardly wait to know what it was like to have male nakedness so close. She hooked her thumb over the elastic of his shorts and yanked them down with his jeans. Robby shook his had but lot her. She could tell that he was every bit as excited as she was. He panted and trembled like a lost dog. When his shorts wore inched down low enough, Robby's cock bobbed up and slapped his belly. Sheri couldn't help but reach down between their bodies and touch the hot thing.

"Ohhhh Robby… Ohhh you're big!" And his largeness did surprise her. Though she didn't really have anything to go by when it came to measurement, Sheri thought she'd read enough sex manuals to know the average size of the erect male penis. Robby's seemed inches larger.

"Sheri… God…" He fell down upon her again, thrusting his dry cock against her belly. The softness of her flesh gave and Sheri writhed crazily, her heart pounding, her breath bursting in gasps from her lungs.

With her toes she caught at Robby's jeans and forced them down his legs while he pumped his meat against her body. He let her slide them off over his feet and then they were both naked… from the waist down, anyway.

"Kiss my other tit! Oh please kiss it, Robby!" She jerked her shirt the rest of the way open and thrust her chest upwards towards his lips. One nipple quivered an inch from him. She watched him look at the way it jutted from the soft pink circle. He closed his eyes in resignation. Then his mouth opened wide and he sucked the swell noisily between his teeth.