E. Make - Maidenhood Lost

"Please!" she pleaded. "Oh, god! Please!"

Kari obliged her sister's needs. Abandoning the sexually glowing button of Janice's clit, she languidly ran her tongue down the deft of the girl's loins and in one hard thrust drove her tongue deeply into the hot pocket of her cunt.

Janice was jolted by high voltage sexual electricity. Every can in her body sizzled with excitement. Reaching down, she gripped the back of Kari's neck and shoved her face hard against her cunt.

Licking and lapping around in the throbbing channel of Janice's cunt, Kari ate at her. A flood of womanly juices flowed within her sister's quim. She sucked and drank them down, then threw her tongue back into the pussy she so busily tended.

The throbbing within the redhead's thighs pounded now, like some gigantic drum. In and out Kari's tongue lashed. Harder and harder that ever increasing drum beat. Sensations swirled and churned, melting into one another. Higher and higher she raced, until at last ecstasy burst through her.

Thoughtfully, Kari maintained a slow, stroking rhythm with her oral digit while Janice came giving her the full pleasure of her release. And when the older girl at last settled back to earth, Kari planted one long, hard kiss on her cunt, then eased back up beside her.

"My turn," she whispered into her sister's ear. "I need you. And I need you now!"

Janice's deep green eyes fluttered open and a smile moved across her lips. Without a word, the older girl's hand slid down between the silken sleekness of her sister's thighs. Her fingers taunted over the bulging rise of the blonde's womanhood.

"Is this what you want, sister?" Janice whispered.

"Yes," Kari nodded as her sister's teasing fingers slid between the lips of her labia.

"Liar!" Janice answered in mock anger. "What you want stuffed up this tight little pussy is cock-Neal Winter's cock! Isn't it?"

"No," Kari lied. "I want you. I want my sister."

"You're still lying through your teeth, you little bitch," Janice laughed. "But I'm exactly what you're going to get. First one finger, then two, then three… then I'm going to cram my whole fist up your cock-loving cunt!"

Kari groaned as that first finger thrust up into the waiting hole of her desire. She quivered with decided relish as she felt that second finger tickling through her pubic hairs.

Then both the girls froze. The door to the bedroom swung inward and their stepfather stood there staring at them.

The lovely faces of his two stepdaughters stared up at Mitch Mason with bewilderment. Except for the heaving of their opulently large breasts, neither of the girls moved. Their eyes were wide with surprise and a touch of lust.

"Your whole fist? Janice, I wouldn't do that" he smiled. "It would be such a waste to stretch such a tight little snatch."

There was a wet, sucking sound as Janice slowly dragged her finger from Kari's quim. The blonde moaned softly, which brought a grin to the face of the man standing there in his house robe.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you to knock before entering a lady's room?" Janice chided her stepfather with a reprimanding scowl.

"I did, but you two were too involved to hear," he nodded. "Besides, since when did either one of you become ladies?"

"Oh! Listen to that would you," Janice laughed."

"Dirty old man," Kari smiled. "He's probably been out there peeking through the keyhole to get his kicks."

"Didn't have to," Mitch grinned. "You two were making enough noise to wake up the whole town. All I was trying to do was get some sleep. Other men complain about money worries keeping them awake all night. Me, I've got two oversexed daughters!"

Both Janice and Kari ignored him.

"He does look like a dirty old man," Janice replied to her sister. "I bet he was out there diddling himself while he watched."

"It seems like such a waste too," her younger sister nodded. "Especially when two ladies are in obvious distress."

"I don't think we should allow him to get away with that," Janice grinned…

"Hey, wait a minute you two," Mitch shook his head. "I was serious about trying to get some sleep."

"Neither do I," Kari continued to ignore her stepfather… 'Since he's here, don't you think we ought to put him to use?"

"Most definitely," Janice suddenly twisted and threw her long, sleek, naked legs over the edge of the bed, giving her stepfather a brief glimpse of the still moist cleft of her young cunt… "That is If he's still capable of getting it up. You know what they say about older men."

Kari crawled forward, joining her sister. Her movements set off a tantalizing juggle of tit flesh. The two girls rose from the bed together, their eyes afire like those of predatory felines.

"Now, just hold on," Mitch held out his arms to keep them at bay.

The girls moved closer. Both were in a half crouch, their arms spread wide, ready to grab at him if he should suddenly turn for the door.

As if any man could refuse either of them. Just standing there, gazing on their supple nakedness, he felt lustful excitement coursing through his loins. There was a youthful playfulness about his stepdaughters that would have brought life to any old man. Not that he was that old. His fortieth birthday still lay nine months in the future. He admitted he couldn't pass for twenty any more, but on the other hand he didn't look a day' over thirty.

His dark eyes darted to Janice who edged toward the door, reached out and pushed it closed.

"Okay, father dear, I suggest you just relax and enjoy it," she smiled, a wicked gleam flashing in her green eyes.

What man wouldn't enjoy it with you? he thought to himself, his eyes roving over the delightful attributes his oldest stepdaughter so obviously possessed. Like her mother, Janice was tall, five-foot-ten. She would never have the figure of a model, but there wasn't an extra ounce of on any of her lithe limbs. The red hair and oval-shaped beauty of her face had also been inherited from her mother.

His eyes wandered to the gently swaying globes of the redhead's tits. They were definitely the type of breasts a man wanted to get his hands on and lose himself in. Her nipples, like dark cherries, stood stiffly at the crest of each of the slightly pendulous mounds. Her stomach was fiat and sleek, accentuated by a deep, sensual navel. The womanly flare of her hips led his gaze on a momentary detour down her supple thighs and shapely calves. Janice's legs were a little bit of heaven on earth for a leg man. Long and smooth, they led his eyes back up to the triangular patch of auburn fleece bushed over the plump knoll of her cunt. Like small gems, droplets of moisture glistened among the strands of that soft down.

"You give the count," Kari said to her sister.

Mitch's gaze turned to the younger girl. To say which of the two was the more beautiful would have been a task equal to Paris' judgment of the goddesses. Like Janice, Kari's tits were big, like swollen ripe melons just right for the picking. Proud and firm, they jutted from her chest with their slightly uptilted nipples stabbing into the air. There wasn't a trace of sag in those two magnificent cushions of flesh.

While an inch or two shorter than Janice, Kari was still blessed with the same supple figure and grace. If anything she seemed more compact, which emphasized the sensual thrust of her hips and the protruding rise of her yellow-fleeced vulva.

Both the girls, despite their youth, were women-all women!

"On three, grab him!" Janice nodded, waving her sister in closer.

"Wait a minute!" Mitch protested.

It was a feigned protest. He had no objections at all to what was about to happen. But if these two sexy nymphs wanted to play, he was more than willing to go along with their game.

"One… " the redhead began to count, "… two… three!"