Donna Allen - Naughty willing family

Betty quickly downed her drink and began on the second. Before long the blonde was relaxed and the two women chatted like old friends.

"You know I used to hate you," Betty said. "I know," Pam smiled. "I wasn't too crazy about you either."

"I guess I should get a job and move into my own apartment," Betty sighed.

"You do what you want," Pam said, patting her sister-in-law's arm. "You can stay if you want, though. You know, how Richard and the kids feel about you."

"But I've been so mean to you!" Betty said, her eyes filling with tears. "Wow can you continue being so nice when I've been so rotten?"

Pam wrapped her arm around Betty's shoulder and pulled the blonde closer to her.

"Because I'm a saint," she giggled, her moist pink lips parting in a wide grin.

They ordered steaks and salads and wolfed them down. Then they had several brandies apiece. By nine o'clock both women were pleasantly smashed.

"Let's get out of here," Pam hiccuped as she paid the check. "Let's go home and continue this party." And they stumbled out to the parking lot.

Pam sped home down the highway. Betty sat near her on the car seat, humming along with the radio and wiggling her ass. Richard was right, Pam thought as she pulled into the driveway. All she had to do was loosen up.

They entered the house, giggling and singing like two school-girls.

"Anybody home?" Pam yelled out.

"There's a note here," Betty said. "Here on the table."

The note was from Ginger and said that she and Jimmy were at a basketball game and would be home by eleven.

"Looks like we've got the place to ourselves," Pam said, grabbing Betty's arm to steady herself. "Whoops!" she shrieked.

"Easy," Betty said, pulling the brunette toward the stairs. "Let's get you upstairs and into bed."

"I'm not ready to go to sleep," Pam protested.

"Do you want to come to my room and watch television?" Betty said.

"Sure, why not?"

Once in Betty's room, both women climbed onto the bed and stared at the dark television. "What are we doing?" Pam giggled, pressing her tits against the older woman's jugs.

"I don't know," Betty said, her eyes widening in surprise.

Pam suddenly sobered up. "I'm sorry about that, honey," she said, moving away.

"Oh, it's okay," Betty said.

"Can I confess something to you?" Pam said.

"I wish you would."

"I've fucked around with women. Are you shocked?"

"Sort of," Betty whispered.

"Now don't go silent on me," Pam smiled, caressing the blonde's hair; "And don't knock it until you've tried it."

"Was it, you know, satisfying?" Betty said softly.

Pam sighed, a rapturous look on her pretty face. "It certainly was."

"I haven't had a lot of experience," Betty said. "Not even with men."

"Well, if you ever want to try it you just let me know," Pam said. "It's not better than fucking with a man, but it's lovely."

Betty's heart pounded as she listened to the brunette's words. Pam had been so different tonight. So nice. But it was more than that. It wasn't only that for the first time they'd had dinner alone and really talked. There was another ingredient. Betty felt warm sensations in her pussy and had a wild desire to touch her sister-in-law's body.

Now Pam turned onto her side and nuzzled Betty's neck. "We've got the house to ourselves," she said softly as she ran little kisses over Betty's ear.

She crouched over Betty now, her eyes smoldering. When the older woman still said nothing, Pam lowered her warm moist lips to Betty's and pressed them gently.

Betty gasped and closed her arms around Pam's neck. Lovely hot tremors ran down Pam's body and settled into her pussy. That was what she remembered best about her sexual experiences with other women. Their touch was so tender and subtle. So different from a man's.

Pam opened her mouth and pressed her lips down more firmly over Betty's. She snaked her tongue into her sister-in-law's mouth and wiggled it around.

She moved her hand over Betty's tits and the blonde stirred and moaned. She caressed her nipples and when the blonde didn't object, she slipped her hand inside Betty's blouse and squeezed her boobs.

She continued spearing her tongue in and out of Betty's yielding mouth. After a moment, she pushed Betty's bra strap off her shoulder and slid her hand inside the garment to caress her naked tits.

Betty pressed her cunt against Pam's thigh as Pam squeezed and fondled Betty's tits. She rolled her nipples between her fingers and then sat up on the bed.

"Let me take your blouse off," she said thickly and Betty nodded.

"Yes, take my clothes off," she said, her eyes glazed.

Pam unbuttoned the blonde's blouse and pulled it off her shoulders. She gazed at her bra-covered tits and then unhooked the lacy garment and pulled it off Betty's arms.

"Oh, my, you've got gorgeous jugs," Pam whispered as she bent down to examine them.

"Do I really?" Betty said.

Pam glanced up at the older woman. "Hasn't anyone ever told you that before?"

"No, I don't think so," she said.

"Here, let me kiss them," Pam said, pushing Betty down gently and lowering her head to Betty's boobs.

She closed her lips over one of Betty's ripe tits. Betty shivered as Pam bit down lightly on one of her nipples and fucked her tongue over the sensitive nub.

Hot flames of lust engulfed Betty's tits and she hugged Pam closer to her. She writhed around as Pam's lips worked over her titflesh.

"Oh, it's wonderful!" Betty breathed, pressing Pam's mouth more firmly against her boobs.

Pam went from one tit to the other, flicking her tongue over Betty's nipples and squeezing her velvety flesh between her fingers. She slid one hand up Betty's skirt and caressed her inner thighs, waiting for her reaction.

"Oh, yes!" Betty moaned.

She ran her hand up to Betty's crotch and slid her fingers around the cuntjuice-soaked strip of nylon. Betty cried out when Pam slipped her fingers inside the crotch of her panties and caressed her hot cunt-meat.

"Oh, God, you're touching me!" Betty cried.

"Do you like it, honey?" Pam said, churning her fingers around Betty's buttery gash.

"I love it!" Betty groaned.

"Let me take this off," Pam said, tugging at her skirt.

Betty arched her back and Pam slipped her skirt off her feet. She lay back then and waited for Pam to remove her panties.

"You should really wear bikinis with your figure," Pam said, hooking her fingers over the waistband of Betty's panties.

"I'll buy some," Betty moaned.

Pam pulled the panties down and Betty's cunt-fuzz popped into view. Pam whipped the garment off Betty's feet and buried her face against Betty's blonde muff.

Betty spread her legs wide apart and welcomed Pam's mouth against her hot slit. "Oh, Jesus Christ!" Betty moaned, humping her ass off the bed.

Pam pulled her face away from Betty's gash and explored her sister-in-law's twat with her fingers. She moved back up to her conical tits and sucked a nipple into her mouth.

She ran her warm wet lips over Betty's belly and then back down to the older woman's cunt-muff. She miffed in Betty's aroma, her cunt churning.

"Shall I undress too?" Pam said, blowing her warm breath over Betty's slit and her fingers over her delicate pussy-fuzz.

"Oh, yes!" Betty moaned as Pam slipped a finger around her cunt-pulp.

Betty's face was flushed and her eyes were hot as she watched Pam strip her clothes off. When Pam was naked, she pinned and cupped her tits.

"Do you like?"

Betty trembled. She couldn't tell Pam she'd seen her tits many times. She nodded as she stared at Pam's pink nipples and ivory skin. "They're beautiful," she murmured.

Pam knelt between Betty's thighs again and stuffed two fingers inside Betty's hot hole. Betty slipped two pillows under her head and gazed at Pam. She thrust her hips up and strained against Pam's touch.