Kathy Andrews - Daughter comes first

It was tight, but it covered him. Pepper ran nakedly to her room, where she found her own robe.

"Look who stopped by," Diane said, coming down the hallway just as Pepper came out of her room, tying the belt of her robe.

Pepper squealed happily, then flung herself into Mike's arms. She hugged him tightly. "I wondered if you'd visit again," she said.

Hank stepped into the hallway, looking ridiculous in the feminine robe.

Diane laughed. "Don't you look sexy," she said, then introduced them. "Mike, this is Hank."

The two men shook hands, each feeling uncomfortable. Diane saw their discomfort, and quickly said: "Come on, all of you. I'll make coffee and we can all get to know each other."

While they had coffee, Hank and Mike talked, finding they could get along quite well. Hank felt no jealousy. Neither, apparently, did Mike.

"This is the way it should be," Diane said. "No jealousies and no problems."

"There's enough cunt to go around!" Pepper giggled.

Later, when they were comfortably naked, Diane made breakfast for them, with Mike declining, saying he had already eaten.

Pepper still had her robe on and she allowed it to come open, swinging away from her body to show off her perky titties and slightly haired cunt. This, of course, caused both men to get throbbing hard-ons. Diane made a point of touching their cocks at every opportunity. Pepper, too, caressed them. At first, Hank and Mike would glance at each other, flush slightly, then found there was no reason for embarrassment.

"I don't know what we're going to do with all these hard-ons we've been seeing lately," Diane teased, sitting down beside Mike and gripping his cock.

"You'll think of something," Hank laughed.

"We usually can," Pepper replied, sitting in his lap and twisting her little ass on his throbbing cock. Her robe was open wide, and he cupped a small tit.

"And if we can't, I know fuck well you can, Hank."

"Probably," he replied, kissing Pepper and shoving his tongue into her mouth. Pepper wrapped her arms about hid neck tightly, sucking at his tongue and squirming her ass against his cock.

Diane and Mike were clinging to each other tightly, kissing each other wantonly. Diane was jacking on his prick slowly while Mike reached into her robe and squeezed a large, firm tit.

Hank leaned over and sucked Pepper's succulent little tit, getting all of it into his mouth. Pepper cooed and reached between her thighs for his cock. She pulled his prick up between her thighs, closing them hotly and tightly on it.

"Anyone getting hot!" Diane said in a thick, hoarse voice.

Pepper squealed and slipped out of her robe, then plopped back onto Hank's lap, his cock again between her thighs. She twisted about, and Hank's cock throbbed against her cunt. "I am!" she giggled.

A ray of sunlight came through the large window and bathed Diane's body. She spread her feet on the floor and began moving her hips in a tight circle. Mike sitting in front of her, stared with burning eyes. Behind her, Hank and Pepper gazed at Diane's ass, watching the cheeks writhe and bunch up as she moved. Hank's cock throbbed even more powerfully between Pepper's thighs, and her cunt started dripping.

Diane moved close to Mike, and when she arched her cunt toward his face, he grabbed her by the ass and pulled it tight, his tongue licking up and down her cunt.

"Ohhh, nice!" Diane bubbled hotly. "You lick a cunt very nicely, Mike!"

"Lick mine!" Pepper yelped, climbing onto a chair, facing Hank with a thigh on each side of his face. "Lick my cunt, Hank!"

Hank took hold of Pepper's twisting little ass, drawing her hairless pussy to his face eagerly. He ran his tongue up and down her crotch, tasting the sweet flesh of her twat. Pepper yelped and gurgled as the pleasure burned through her.

"Inside!" Pepper groaned, grinding her cunt against his face. She had her hands against the wall behind the chair to brace herself. "Stick your fucking tongue inside my cunt! I want to be tongue fucked, Hank! Fuck my pussy with your tongue! Qhhh, please, fuck me with your tongue!"

Hank ran his tongue deeply into Pepper's tender cunt. He fluttered it about, thrusting it like a cock. Pepper banged her crotch against his mouth, making sounds of intense delight.

"Oh, eat my twat, Mike!" Diane called down at the boy between her thighs. "Suck it up, Mike! Suck my twat! Lick my cunt! That's it, that's it!"

"Ohhh! Please, harder!" Pepper was yelling almost at the top of her lungs. "Harder, Hank! Fuck my cunt harder with your tongue! Golly, golly… I love it! Tongue fuck the piss out of my twat, my snatch, my cunt!"

Hank held her small, tight ass in his hands, keeping her dripping cunt tight to his mouth. His tongue ran in and out swiftly.

Diane's legs were becoming weak. She was shaking as she held Mike's face tight to her grinding cunt. His tongue was lapping swiftly at her seeping pussy, scraping at her distended clitoris. She could see her daughter's naked body as though through a heavy fog. She tried to concentrate on Pepper's bunching ass cheeks, on the way her small body excitedly writhed and twisted. She was close to coming off, and if Mike continued lapping so wickedly at her cunt this way without slowing down, she would explode.

The yelps of Pepper's ecstasy came to her ears, increasing the roaring there. Her stomach churned and rippled, and her cunt was on fire.

"Come!" Pepper squealed. "I'm going to come! Ohh, eat me, eat me, eat me! Ooooh, almost there! So fucking close! Lick it, Hank! Ohhh, lick my hot cunt! I'm just about to… Ohhhhh!"

Pepper suddenly slammed her cunt hard into Hank's face, grinding her hips furiously. Her small body was tight and shuddering.

"I'm doing it! I'm coming! Qoooooh, so good! So fucking good! I'm coming!"

As if the words of her daughter were the trigger, Diane suddenly erupted into a violent orgasm on Mike's delving tongue. She held the boy by his head, holding his mouth against her spasming pussy. She was yipping and moaning and mewling loudly, her head thrown back and her face contorted.

Both men had enormous hard-ons. Both of them smiled as if they had accomplished the impossibe. Seeing that Diane and Pepper were tired, Hank brought out a beer for himself and Mike. They sat sipping the beer, watching as Diane and her daughter recovered from their orgasms. When Diane sat up, Hank passed his beer to her.

"Have a sip," he said. "It will get your motor going again."

"It's only idling," Diane grinned, sipping from his bottle.

"I believe it," Mike laughed.

An hour later, all four were still in the living room, a couple of empty bottles nearby. Pepper had drunk two soft drinks, and she felt as if she had gone without a good fucking in weeks. She was ready again. She idly fondled her pussy, her knees drawn up with her chin resting on them, watching the three adults on the couch. Pepper had her hand behind her thighs and was running her fingers up and down the puffy lips of her cunt.

Diane sat between Hank and Mike, a hard cock in each hand, stroking them as the men caressed her body. Diane was mewling softly as she jacked on their cocks. Pepper did not feel left out; she enjoyed watching her mother at times. But she could not watch very long. Within half an hour Pepper was so hot she was beside herself and had to take hold of something besides her own little cunt.

She moved close until she was sitting at her mother's feet. She cradled their balls, tugging gently on them. Then she got to her knees and leaned over Hank, running her tongue over his dripping cock. She licked away the beads of moisture at his piss-hole, then turned and did the same thing to Mike's cock. She loved the way those smooth cock heads tasted. Pepper opened her mouth and sucked on the swollen head of Mike's prick, her tongue racing about the piss-hole. Then she went to Hank.