David Crane - Peeping family

"Unghhhh," she gurgled, as the boy's swollen prickhead lodged in her throat. Then her lips pulled back up.

Her saliva poured down his prickshaft as her lips drew up to the crown. His cockhead was flowing steadily now and the milky fluids ran down with her saliva along his cockshaft. Her mouth went down again, slurping the hot stuff up again.

Charles' eyes, were as big as platters.

He was panting like a dog, mouth hanging open.

Laura was slowly stroking his cock, but he was scarcely aware of it. He was concentrating on watching her with such intensity that his prick had gone numb.

"Suck him, baby milk his prick make him come," he rasped. "Oh, baby drink his jism!"

She was slurping hungrily, sucking ravenously on the boy's swollen prickmeat.

"I want it," she gasped, the words muffled around a mouthful of cock. "I want to drink his cum!"

Her cheeks drew in hollow as she sucked hard, fairly inhaling his prick, trying to take it all. Her tongue folded into a moist pink carpet over which his knob and cockshaft slid as it surged into her mouth. Laura was wild with lust now. She had sucked a lot of cocks in her life, and she had never sucked a cock she didn't enjoy. But she had never before sucked a prick while her husband looked over her shoulder, and the bizarre situation was driving Laura to new depths of passion, new heights of desire. Her eyes kept darting sideways, looking into her husband's face, adding to the thrill.

Suddenly, her mouth was full of cum.

Robert's prick had exploded violently.

The hot lava splashed in the back of her mouth with such force that her head was lifted on the jet. She gulped his cum down furiously. Her mouth opened wide and she went down again, as he shot a second mighty spurt from his prick.

She swallowed every drop.

Then she used her tongue to lap up a few stray nuggets of spunk that had run down onto his balls.

"Ummm," she purred, as she lapped away.

Suddenly she felt Charles' cock surge.

She spun away front Robert's loins and slipped her mouth over the head of her husband's cock, just in time to take his steaming load as it came boiling over her tongue.

The cum-hungry woman sucked Charles dry.

She lay back between them, smiling contentedly, her belly full of suculent spunk. She held a cock in each hand. Both of those big pricks had softened and diminished a bit, but as she stroked them they both showed signs that they would soon be full of renewed vigor.

She eagerly awaited the next round.

So did the spectators.

Amanda and Bonny had watched with the keenest interest.

Bonny had her uniform on but, by the nature of the short garment, it had drawn up when she sat, so that her black panties were exposed. Amanda glanced toward the maid's crotch once in a while, remembering how her mother had eaten it out so hungrily. The girl wondered if her mother liked cunt better than cock. But it was no doubt a mute point, she reasoned. It was the same, say, as liking steak and ice cream one did not preclude the other.

There had been no mistaking the pleasure that Laura had taken in gobbling that juicy pussy, nor was there any now as she merrily sucked away on Robert's tasty prick.

The sight was making Amanda drool. She stared through the glass just like a hungry child at the window of a candy store. She began rubbing her pussy.

After a moment, Bonny reached over and took her by the wrist, drawing the girl's hand away from her pussy. Bonny replaced it with her own hand. Not looking at Amanda, her attention concentrated on the bedroom, Bonny began to finger-fuck the teenage nymph.

"Ooooooh that feels nice," Amanda purred.

Bonny fingered her cunt slowly and steadily. Smiling, Amanda reached across and cupped Bonny's hot crotch, rubbing her through her panties. They moved closer together, hips brushing as they sat side by side. Amanda slipped her hand inside Bonny's panties and rubbed her bare cunt. That hot pussy squished and steamed. It was fun to touch another girl's cunt, Amanda thought. There was something really exciting about it. And it felt awfully nice to have the other girl finger-fucking her, as well lots nicer than it did when she had to use her own hand.

She was very glad that Bonny had joined her in the closet. She had a pretty good idea that, from now on, she and the maid were going to be giving each other hand-jobs quite often. Or maybe well, she didn't know if she was ready to think about the other things that they might do to each other, not quite yet.

They weren't trying to bring each other to a climax yet.

Concentrating more on what they were watching than on what they were doing, they finger-fucked each other in a leisurely fashion.

Then Robert blew his geyser of cum into Laura's greedy mouth.

Moments later, Charles poured his cock juice into the woman's insatiable maw.

Watching lucky Laura drinking all that jism, the two randy girls in the closet got really horny.

Laura stretched out on the bed, a naked man on either side of her, a prick in either hand, as the three waited for their sexual energies to renew themselves.

There wasn't much to see then.

Amanda and Bonny began to concentrate on each other.

They turned so that they were facing each other, legs intertwined, looking into each other's eyes as they rubbed each other's cunts. Amanda's pert tits jiggled. Bonny began to feel her tits with her free hand. The girl's nipples exploded in the maid's palm. They felt so lovely that Bonny simply had to have a taste. She leaned down and began sucking on the taut tit tips, switching back and forth between them.

Amanda arched, pushing her knockers out into Bonny's face. It felt wonderful to have her tits sucked she bet it felt nice to suck them, as well. She began to open the front of the maid's uniform. Bonny smiled around a mouthful of stiff nipple as she saw that the girl was going to meet her halfway in these things. Amanda drew the garment open and, abandoning Bonny's crotch for the moment, cupped both of her fat tits in her hands, holding them up and pressing them together. Bonny drew back, giving Amanda a turn at titsucking and Amanda went at it with gusto.

Her tongue ran around the firm globes and up the cleavage, circling as if it were climbing a mountain road. Reaching the nipples, she sucked adoringly.

"Oh, it's fun," she purred happily.

The horny girls switched roles. While Bonny sucked Amanda's tits, Amanda played with Bonny's pussy and vice versa. They were in no hurry to come. Far from it. They both wanted to prolong this pleasant situation for as long as they could, lingering over the delicate delights of distaff desire.

Presently, Bonny moved away to take off her clothing.

As Amanda saw the girl's hot, naked, shapely body come into view, she was swept by waves of pure lust. She remembered how her mother had mouthed that juicy pussy. Amanda was certainly not a lesbian. A lesbian fell in love with another girl. A cunt-sucker sucked cunt for the pure pleasure of it, without any emotional ties.

And, too, if her own mother sucked cunt, it couldn't be a really wicked thing, could it? Of course not. To think that would be to think that her own mother was a pervert, and how could a girl think a terrible thing like that? It denied the principles of Mom, apple pie and pussy.

Bonny, naked now but for that everpresent garterbelt and stockings that so prettily framed her crotch returned to her position in front of Amanda. She began tit-sucking again. Amanda slowly fed two fingers up Bonny's fuck hole, wrist tilting as she turned the digits around inside that slippery cunt slot.

"I loved watching Mom eat you out," Amanda said.

Bonny seemed to stiffen for a moment.

"It's not really wrong to do that, is it?"