Kathy Andrews - Daughter comes first

Then Pepper fell away.

She sprawled on the floor, her legs wide, her body shivering as though suddenly chilled. But she was far from being cold. Her cunt continued to throb, but not as intensely as before. She lay there, making soft whimpering sounds.

Diane still sat on the man's cock, her orgasm finished. She felt his cock softening inside her cunt as she looked down at Pepper. Her daughter's little cunt throbbed visibly. Diane could see the pink lips twitch, and the glistening tip of her clitoris was still inflamed.

Finally she got off Hank. Diane knelt next to her daughter, caressing Pepper's slim, golden tanned thigh. "Okay darling? Pepper, are you all right?"

Pepper opened her eyes and smiled up at her mother. "Ooooh, golly!" she murmured. "That was… fantastic, Mother!"

Diane laughed. "You're a mess, baby. Go take a shower."

Pepper got to her feet, still shaky, but becoming stronger. Diane and Hank watched the pretty girl leave the room, watching her enticing little ass.

"Isn't she beautiful?" Diane asked as he pulled on his trunks. "Isn't Pepper just about the sweetest little thing you've ever saw, Hank?"

"That she is," he replied. "And she's certainly a hot one – like her mother."

Diane chuckled. "So it seems."

"How about eating out tonight?" Diane asked Pepper. "I don't feel like cooking."

"Fine with me, Mother."

It was almost seven in the evening, and Hank had been gone for hours. Pepper and her mother had talked like two very close friends. When Pepper told how she had to force the boy to fuck her under the pier, how he had bragged about his knowledge and the girls he had fucked, Diane laughed.

"You aren't suppose to force them, honey," she said. "If they don't want to fuck, leave them alone. They aren't worth it."

"I know what you mean," Pepper giggled. "Like Hank, huh? Golly, he sure does have a big cock!"

"It only looks big to you." Diane laughed. "But it is a nice size, all right."

"Can he fuck me, Mother?" Pepper asked with huge eyes. "Can he?"

"We'll see, darling. He's here only for a few days. But there's plenty more just like him on the beach every day. There's a beach full of ready, hard cocks!"

"I like living here," Pepper laughed.

"I've noticed," Diane replied. "My sweet little hot-ass." She hugged her daughter fondly.

Both wore dresses that evening. They walked to a seafood place a few blocks down the road. The night was very warm, with a full moon. Diane and Pepper walked slowly down the road, feeling alive and tingly, holding hands and chattering away. They laughed a great deal, making jokes about sex, each other, and some of the people they saw.

"He's got a hard-on," Pepper said, pointing to a man talking to a woman. "See how it sticks out, Mother?"

"Don't point, baby," Diane said. "Yes, I would say his cock was hard. Beautiful, isn't it?"

"I'd like to fuck him," Pepper giggled.

"And he'd probably die with pleasure to fuck you," Diane laughed. "But never go after a man with another woman, unless she's willing, too."

They arrived at the restaurant and both had the seafood platter. Two men – boys, really – were lounging outside. They were still in trunks, and their hair was wet, meaning they had been in the ocean.

Diane felt the boys looking them over as they walked out of the restaurant. On an impulse, she made her ass move in a more sensuous way.

"Twist your ass, honey," she said to Pepper. "I think we're about to be picked up."

Pepper giggled softly and began to twist her ass in the gentle, but enticing, manner that Diane had taught her. It was not gross or vulgar, but if a man was interested and knew what the wiggle of her ass meant, they would quickly approach.

They paused about fifty feet away from the two boys, looking around casually. Diane let her eyes gaze in their direction, with a slight smile on her face. The two boys tossed their cigarettes away and came toward them.

"Hi," one of them said. "Doing anything?"

"Not particularly," Diane replied, smiling at him. "Just taking a walk."

The other boy then said bluntly: "How much?"

Diane turned toward him, a sneer on her pretty face. "How much for what?"

"For a fuck," the boy said.

"Let's go, Pepper!" Diane took her daughter's hand and they started away.

"Hey, wait!" the first boy called. "Goddamn it, Joe, you fucked it up for us! Why can't you keep your fucking mouth shut!"

Diane stopped and faced the boys. "We aren't what you think, little boy," she said. "We don't sell our ass to anyone."

"Hey, I'm sorry," Joe replied. "I thought you…"

"I know what you thought." Diane turned an icy look at him. "That's the trouble with guys… they think every ass is for sale. When are you going to wise up and realize some of us fuck for the fun of it?"

"Hey, that's all right!" the first boy said.

"Do we understand each other?" Diane asked.

"Lady, we sure do!" Joe replied.

They laughed, all four of them. Pepper found her small hand being held by one of the boys, and she saw her mother's waist being embraced by the other.

"How about the beach?" Joe said. "No one is there. Well, maybe a few people, but they won't notice. By the way, I'm Joe and he's Frank."

Diane smiled, her arm going around Frank's waist.

Pepper was shivering with excitement. She had already gotten fucked once today, and a finger had gone into her cunt and then a tongue. Everything was happening so fast, and she loved it. She saw Frank slip his hand over her mother's ass, watched him squeeze it. Her mother laughed softly and returned the squeeze to his ass.

They arrived at a place on the beach near the water. Two blankets were there, and the boys said they belonged to them. The nearest people were over a hundred yards away. That didn't bother Diane; she had seen couples screwing on the beach at night. They would only be another couple fucking, and no one would bother them.

Pepper and her mother lay on the blankets with the boys. Joe ran his hand over Pepper's titties. "How old are you?" he asked her.

Pepper started to reply, but Diane cut her off. "She's old enough to fuck."

"I don't want any trouble," Joe said, starting to draw away.

"I'm her mother," Diane said, caressing Frank, stroking along the bulge of his trunks. "You won't have any problems."

"Shit, a mother-daughter team!" Joe said. "I've heard of that before." He sat up and looked at his friend. "Frank, we better drop this. After we fuck them, they'll ask for plenty, and if they don't get it, they yell rape! I know how this shit works. Come an, Frank, let's haul ass."

But Frank's cock was gripped by Diane's hot fist. He had one hand up her dress and was stroking her cunt through her panties. He looked at his friend, then at Diane. "Is that it, lady?" he asked.

"Your loss," Diane said, starting to move away. "Come on, Pepper. It looks like we got some real fuck-ups."

"Wait," Frank said suddenly, grabbing Diane's wrist. "Did you say Pepper?"

"Pepper's my daughter," Diane said.

"You know Hank?"

"Of course," Diane replied.

"He told us about you and Pepper," Frank said. "Hey, Joe, this isn't a deal like that. You remember what Hank said before he left?"

Joe was interested again. "Yeah," he grunted, slipping his hand underneath Pepper's skirt. "Two hot cunts, he said."

Diane lay back down, snuggling against Frank. Her hand went into his trunks and grasped his throbbing cock. "Oh, Frank!" she cooed. "You have a nice cock here! I'm going to love it! Ooooh, so big!"

"Hold my prick, baby," Joe said, taking Pepper's hand and placing it on his cock. "Hold my cock!"

Pepper was writhing already with delight as she ran her hand over his bulging hard-on. She twisted her little ass about with increasing pleasure. Her cunt was bubbling as it had with Hank. When Joe leaned forward and shoved his tongue into her mouth, she began to suck hotly on it, mewling softly.