Kathy Andrews - Daughter comes first

Diane knew Pepper was very close. Her tongue delved deeply. She felt Pepper's tight little ass trembling, then her daughter slammed her pussy hard into her face.

"Oh, there, there!" Pepper yelled. "I'm coming, Mother! Oh, golly, you're making me come! Mother, oh, Mother! My cunt is exploding! Do it! Tongue my twat, Mother! Tongue me… suck me! I'm coming, coming!"

Diane felt the contractions of Pepper's pussy on her tongue. As Pepper arched high and ground her cunt against her face, Diane squeezed those tight ass cheeks, lapping at the dripping juices that seemed to flood from her daughter's boiling snatch.

"No more!" Pepper groaned. "Please, no more! Mother, stop! I can't stand it! No more, please!"

Diane pulled her mouth away, smiling up at her trembling daughter. Pepper's face was flushed with the intensity of her orgasm, and her sweet little nipples throbbed. She lay on the bed, totally relaxed, as if every muscle and bone in her beautiful, young body had suddenly turned to liquid.

Now she could hear the rain. Getting to her feet, Diane took a tissue from the box on the nightstand and wiped her mouth daintily. Then she walked to the bedroom window and looked out at the rain.

There were a few die-hards on the beach, she saw. She stood there in her panties, watching the rain while Pepper sprawled on the bed, her legs wide apart and her cunt still tingling deliciously.

It rained all that day and most of the night.

But when morning came, the sun was out and as hot as ever. The beach looked dry, the rain having soaked into the sand. Already people were arriving.

Pepper remained at the house with her mother after breakfast. She was losing interest in going to the beach. She sat on the patio facing the sea, watching the people. There was a group of young boys and girls playing volleyball about a hundred feet away, and she could hear their squeals and yells. At the opposite side, three young men were lifting weights, flexing their muscles in a show-off attitude. Pepper had never been drawn to men and boys like that. They were too muscle-bound, and she considered their bodies grotesque. That was one group of men that did not interest her in the least.

Yet she loved the small trunks they wore. The trunks were hardly more than jock straps and they emphasized their cocks and balls. That she was definitely interested in. Only a few days ago she had been watching them and one boy lost something from inside his trunks. It was a wad of tissue, and Pepper had giggled at his embarrassment. She knew he had stuffed the tissue into his trunks to make his cock and balls look larger than they were, the way a girl would stuff a bra if she had small titties.

When she told her mother about it, Diane had laughed and said she had fucked one of those muscle boys and his cock was a disappointment to her. "They should lift weights with their cocks," Diane had said. "They make every muscle bulge except the most important one!"

Pepper sat at the round table on the patio. She was wearing her bikini again, and her honey blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail.

Now and then some man or teenage boy would see her, walk closer to inspect this unusual beauty. But as they came close, their interest dwindled swiftly. Pepper looked too young.

She kept searching the beach, hoping to see Hank or Mike, even Frank and Joe. But they weren't there. It was the middle of the week, and she supposed they had a job someplace. Pepper never thought about people earning a living; her mother never seemed to work. She had once asked Diane about it, and her mother said they had enough money.

Pepper wondered why she wanted a hard cock in her mouth instead of in her cunt. She enjoyed being fucked, of course, but she would rather suck a cock. She would rather have a hard cock than a cunt. Pepper sucked pussy only if there weren't an available cock to be had.

The past few days had given Pepper some insight to herself, to her desires. She loved the taste and feel of a hard cock inside her hot, wet mouth so much that she knew she would let the boy do anything he wanted with her body… as long as he let her suck him off. The boy could fuck her if that was what he wanted, but only if she could suck his cock off either before or after he fucked her.

Diane came out of the house and joined her daughter, carrying a frosty bottle of imported beer.

"See anything interesting, honey?"

"No," Pepper replied.

Diane was wearing tight shorts and a halter, her creamy thighs exposed to the crease of her shapely ass. Her nipples were outlined like twin buttons against the halter. Her hair glittered in the bright sunlight.

While they sat there, a few men, seeing Diane, approached to look at her closer. But when they saw Pepper sitting there, they would quickly go away. It amused Diane.

"Those assholes are looking for a beach bunny," she told her daughter. "You know, a fast fuck and see you later, baby. We don't need cock suckers like that."

"If they only knew us, huh?" Pepper giggled.

Diane laughed. "They'd have the time of their fucking life, that's for sure."

"Do you think Hank will come today, Mother?"

"I think so. You kind of like him, do you?"

"I'd love to suck his cock," Pepper replied, shivering with the idea.

"You're becoming a regular little cock sucker, aren't you?" Diane said, laughing with delight. "I did, too, when I was your age. It's new and exciting, but when it settles a bit, when the fire isn't as hot, honey, you'll find fucking is just as good."

"I don't ever want this fire to go out," Pepper said, brushing a hand between her thighs. "I like it too much."

"Oh, it won't go out, baby," Diane smiled. "It just won't burn as hot. It's better when you take your time instead of doing it so quickly."

"It makes me feel like coming just talking about it," Pepper mewled softly, pressing her hand against her bikini crotch, not giving a damn who saw her.

"Look!" Diane pointed. "There's Hank now." Pepper looked jumping to her feet and yelling happily. "Hank! Come on over!"

The man waved and trotted toward them. He came up to the redwood railing, panting slightly from the short run. "Hi, girls."

Pepper's eyes went to the front of his trunks immediately. His cock and balls bulged so hugely. She wanted to stroke them, and her cunt tingled. But it was her lips and tongue that seemed to have the burning desire. Her eyes glowed hotly and she licked her lips.

"Come on up and have a beer with me," Diane invited, sending her daughter for the beer. She told Hank about meeting his friends, and that Frank and Joe thought they were whores. They had a big laugh about it. Pepper sat close to Hank on the circular stool around the table, her hot hand resting on his thighs. Diane was on the other side of him.

When Hank felt Pepper's hand climbing up his thigh, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and hugged her tightly. "A little hot, huh?" he teased.

"More like a roaring bonfire," Diane laughed. "Pepper has been sitting out here all morning watching for you."

Hank slipped a hand over Pepper's tit, squeezing it. Pepper gurgled with delight and pressed closer to him. They had their backs to the beach, and she ran her hand over his bulging cock and balls.

Hank wrapped his arm around Diane's shoulders and pulled both of them close. Diane nestled one firm tit against his chest, leaning her head down to lick one of his nipples. Her hand met her daughter's at his crotch, and they sat there, both feeling his cock up and giggling about it.

"You two have a hot ass, huh?" he laughed, squeezing a tit in each hand.

"Don't we always?" Pepper giggled as she squeezed his balls. Her mother's hand was tracing the outline of his growing cock.

"Let's go inside," Diane whispered in a thickening voice.