Walter Ramsden - Doris and Dad

"A goodie," Rhoda said with finality. "Come on, Jack. Now, pay up; you lost."

There was a sharp twinge deep in her pussy as the kid scrambled toward her, awkwardly. "Get your head up under here," she said, lifting the hem of her dress demurely. "Get under."

"Hey! I don't want to," he complained, but didn't resist too much as Rhoda put a hand on his head and urged his head under her dresstail where he could smell her hot perfume and she could feel his breath fanning against her super-hot thick-lipped cunny.

She bent her head toward the tenting of her skirt by his head. "You owe me two minutes of sucking and licking my pussy," she whispered, her eyes rising to the clock on the mantel. "Go"' she breathed as he wiggled closer, his hands caressing the inner planes of her thighs and creeping around to clutch at her buttocks.

A delicious tremor danced through her as his tongue split open the thick, wet, hairy lips of her frenzied vulva and he licked her from the entry to her twat to her distended clit. "Ooooooooo," she wailed, eyes closing tightly as she savored the erotic delight of having her snatch licked and sucked.

"Whatcha doin' under her dress, Jack?" his brother, Yancy, smirked.

"Deal," Rhoda commanded her son, hardly able to talk as the lad's rasping tongue snaked into her cooking cunt. She squinted at Doris who sat with an arm folded across the proud, up-tilted titties as she picked up her cards.

"We got nothing to bet," Yancy, Vern and Phil muttered, bewilderment in their voices.

"Time is up," Rhoda said, reluctant to have Jack leave licking and laving her convulsing cunny. As soon as he crept out from under her dresstail, she arranged it over her nudity with a great show of care and modesty. "That was kind of nice," she winked at his red face as he picked up his cards, avoiding everyone's eyes.

His cock was enormously hard, about to bust out of his shorts.

Doris lost and vowed she wasn't about to surrender her panties. She stared sullenly, almost belligerently at Jack, who had won. "Not my panties," she said sulkily.

Rhoda reached around her naked son's back and gave her a nudge with her fingers. "Then lean over there and give his thing a suck, Doris."

The little blonde shook her head petulantly. "No," she said, tone indecisive. "For how long?" she murmured, careful to shield her young titties with her arm as she scooted across the floor.

"One minute," Rhoda said firmly, her pussy clutching deep and deliciously as she anticipated watching the girl give the boy a short-term blow-job.

"Just for one minute," Doris said, voice flat as she positioned her self before Jack, between his legs. "Well, I can't suck it for you, if you keep it in your pants!"

Eager for it, getting his peter sucked, Jack quickly took off his shorts and tossed them in the "pot". "Darned big and hard," Doris said fingers tentative on his column of meat. She sniffed deeply of his boy aroma, opened her mouth and lowered her face to take in the plump, glowing head of his cock.

Rhoda caught the time on the clock, then gave undivided attention to watching Doris suck and lick the knob on the tip of the kid's prick. Go down on him, she wanted to say. But, too, she didn't want the boy going off in her mouth-they had a lot of "fucking around" to do and she particularly wanted prick's gunning jizz in her cunt. All of the boy's if she could manage it.

Doris felt a little dizzy and a twinge of shame as she slowly curled her tongue around the boy's cock-knob. But his prick tasted so good-really better than that huge man's prick because it wasn't so monstrous and she was able to let her tongue work and savor it. Gee, sucking a boy's hard, hot prick was fun and exciting. She forgot keeping her boobies covered and let her hands fondle his firm balls and the root of his throbbing cock. She liked the way it probed the roof of her mouth and angled into her throat as she took in more and more of his tasty fuck-meat.

Dully, she wondered just how far Rhoda planned on the game going. Would they get around to doing more than eating cocks and pussies? A tremor of erotic anticipation fluttered through her as she contemplated all of them getting really serious and fucking all around. The ultimate possibility sent her heart to racing. But she wasn't sure she wanted all of them present, if it came to one or more of the boys shoving their things in between her legs. In private, it would be okay-even wonderful, she mused as she slowly sucked and fucked his cock with her slurping mouth.

"That's a minute. Now quit eating his pecker," Rhoda chuckled, a little boom-boom starting deep in her snatch.

Doris won the next hand and could barely mask her excitement, thinking of what the boys would do for and to her. Rhoda threw over her dress and sat without expression, naked, a finger fondling the thick curls of hair on her prominent love mound. "If a girl wins-Doris or me-the girl who loses just passes. Now, you boys all owe Doris something. Except Jack who just lost his shorts."

"What do we owe her?" Yancy sulked, a hand holding his massive hard-on.

"The same thing Jack gave me," Rhoda said brightly, hardly able to keep her fingers out of her raging pussy. "Two minutes of sucking her cunny-each!"

Phil scowled at his sister. "Well, how can we, if she sits there with her panties on?"

"Doris, you'll just have to take off your panties," Rhoda nodded

The girl shook her head, then slowly speared fingers into the elastic and peeled them off, trying to shield her almost hairless crotch from all their eyes. "Well, Sis, lay back and get your legs open, if you want us to pay off."

"I don't know," she quavered, lying back, timid about parting her thighs. But she slowly spread herself open as her brother's hands were urgent inside her knees, pressing them outward. She peered accusingly at the tall, naked brunette, then closed her eyes, feet up, lifting her snatch to the lapping, prodding tongue of her brother.

She nearly went off before his two minutes were up. She lay, trembling, as the next boy, Vern, got his face in her straddle and began licking out her sticky, pink groove, dipping his tongue deep into her tight little fun-hole.

Her pussy did begin blasting away when he was only a minute in her, but she refrained from crying out or letting them know she was climaxing-unless they read her contorted face correctly. Just as Rhoda called time for Vern to stop, she emitted a soft, almost pitiful wail and her young butt lurched and bucked spastically against his face and diving tongue.

Doris squealed uncontrollably as soon as the impetuous Yancy socked his face right into her gaping little furrow and licked hungrily, emitting carnivorous sounds as he gobbled her dainty snatch that had completely recovered from the diligent fuck-pounding the big man at the picnic had given her.

Rhoda could hardly restrain herself from reaching for the boy's dangling hard cock and bloated balls as he pushed the girl's legs far apart so he could attack her fragrant snatch with a gluttonous fervor.

The petite blonde yelped and her feet danced high into the air as she really got a pussy-eating. Each time his tongue lanced into her hot little sex-boil, she shrieked cravenly, wantonly for more of his tongue up her pulsating snatch. Oh, how she wished he could stab his tongue all the way up her pussy and into her womb.

Rhoda, so near climaxing vicariously, she almost forgot to call time to let another boy assault the little girl's tormented pussy. But she reached to pat the kid's bare bottom for him to get his face out of her and let the next boy have a crack at her fiery little slit.

Doris' eyes rolled wide and wild as Jack's tongue-fucking sent her reeling through space in a violent orgasm. She locked her legs around his head to hold his face in her aromatic, steaming sex-split. His tongue was like resilient sandpaper up and down her little cutie trough, licking, tingling, yumming up the sweet honey that oozed freely from her quivering cunny.