Susan stroked her sister's spreading asscheeks feverishly as she lapped into her swelling cunt, rubbing across Wanda's tightly puckered asshole, then along her smooth inner asscheeks. She hugged her younger sister about her naked hips and tried to stuff her mouth into Wanda's sweet, juicy pussy. Susan's legs lifted into the air, her thighs squeezing Wanda's head between them. She waved her feet about in the air as her ass lifted high, then drew her knees backward along Wanda's sides.
Wands slammed her cunt hard into Susan's face, squirming as she moaned into her sister's pussy. Susan, with her tongue deep inside Wanda's cunt, felt her cunt contractions. The shudders that rippled through Wanda's now naked ass vibrated into Susan's palms. She knew her younger sister was starting to get close to orgasm. She renewed her efforts, tonguefucking Wanda in the cunt furiously, grinding her own pussy into Wanda's devouring mouth. She felt the shivering beginnings of her own orgasm, and smashed her cunt time and again into her sister's face, making fucking movements. She squealed loudly into Wanda's cunt, and heard the answering sobs of her sister.
When Wanda came, the strength of it was incredible. With a muffled scream of pleasure, she smashed her cunt hard into Susan's face. Susan's tongue was very deep inside Wanda's pussy, and she felt her soft cuntlips gripping with waves of contractions. The seeping juices increased, and Susan found herself swallowing with hunger. Feeling her sister's cunt coming, and the steaming convulsions against her sucking mouth, Susan shot her cunt up hard, and Wanda smashed her mouth down.
Now Susan screamed into Wanda's cunt as she came.
Her pussy clutched at Wanda's tongue, her ass shaking. Wanda's tongue darted and licked, her hands holding the shaking cheeks of her older sister's ass tightly, puffing her crotch into her face.
The orgasms seemed to last forever. But then slowly, both began to relax. Susan didn't mind Wanda's weight on top of her. Wanda's knees were drawn up, her crotch resting lightly in Susan's face. Susan stroked and caressed her sister's trembling ass and thighs, while Wanda ran her hands up and down Susan's smooth legs, kissing and licking the inner surfaces. With lips and tongues and hands, they brought each other down slowly and tenderly.
"That was beautiful," Wanda whispered as she rolled from Susan.
For a while, Susan didn't reply. Her thoughts were a jumble, confused. She knew she enjoyed it, loved it, really. But what confused her was that she had sucked her sister's cunt so willingly, downright hungrily. She had never thought she would suck a cunt, yet she had tongue-fucked her sister with as much greed as she had fucked her son.
"I've never done anything like that before," she finally said in a soft voice, turning on her side and finding her face close to Wanda's blond-haired cunt. She couldn't resist, and lowered her mouth, kissing at the tip of Wanda's protruding clit.
"But you'd do it again, right?" Wanda grinned.
"I'm not sure," Susan said, then licked her tongue gently at the slit of Wanda's cunt. "Probably, though."
Wanda hugged Susan's hips tightly, pressing her cheek against her thick mat of cunt hair. "Aren't you glad I'm staying here a white, Susan?"
Susan pulled away from her sister, sliding off the bed. Wanda stretched lewdly, arching her back, grinning impishly up at her.
"Well, aren't you?" Wanda asked again.
"I'm not sure about that, either," Susan replied. "One thing… you sure grew up, didn't you?"
"Don't we all?" Wanda circled one of her pink nipples after pulling aside her gown. "You always had beautiful tits, didn't you, Susan? They're still just as beautiful as ever."
"Yours aren't bad, either," Susan found herself replying. "I remember when you had nothing but two nipples."
Wanda giggled. "I know. I thought it would be that way the rest of my life. I was sure I'd have to go around giving blowjobs all the time because the boys didn't want any of my skinny ass. They always went for girls with big tits, you know." Wanda exposed both her tits. "Yes, that's how I started, sucking cock in the back seat of a car. Then, all of a sudden, I had tits and all the guys wanted to fuck me. What is it about tits, anyway?"
"I don't know," Susan said, starting for the bathroom. "Some men are just tit-crazy, I guess."
"What about Tommy?" Susan paused. "What about him?"
"Is he a tit man, or what?" Susan smiled. "No, Tommy will take anything he can get. He has no preference, as long as it's hairy, wet, and hot."
CHAPTER FIVE
When Susan woke up, she was in bed alone. Already it was late. She swung her legs out of bed and pulled open the drapes. She didn't really like living in an apartment, especially a high-rise. But if she wanted to keep her present job, she had no choice. She didn't like raising Tommy there either. He needed a place he could go outside to run and roughhouse the way most boys his age did.
Sighing, she turned and entered her bathroom, reminding herself that someday she would have the house of her dreams.
She showered, slipped into a pair of bikini panties and a loose, silk robe, and went down the hall. She heard the voices before she reached the kitchen.
"How long have you two been up?" she asked as she saw her sister and son at the table.
"Hours and hours," Wanda smiled. "Coffee is ready."
Susan poured her a cup, black and hot. Sitting down in her usual place at the table, she searched her sister's pretty face for signs of shame, but found none.
"What tales have you been telling, Wanda?" Susan asked, looking at her sister over the rim of her cup.
"None," Wanda said, staring directly at her sister. "Some things are better left unsaid, unless you tell them yourself."
Susan knew what her sister meant. She was leaving it up to her to say as much as she wanted to Tommy about the night before. Tommy gave no evidence of shame, and she didn't know if her son realized his aunt knew what had gone on in her bedroom.
"Why are you wearing your robe, Tommy?" Susan asked. "I don't believe you've worn it five times in a year."
"I had to put something on, Mom," he replied. "I'm naked under it."
Wanda giggled and her eyes flashed at Susan. "So am I."
Susan said nothing, but sipped her coffee and looked at them over the rim. She was very aware of her sister's eagerness to get her hat little hands on Tommy's body, his cock and balls. She wondered why Wanda hadn't grabbed him already, before she got up.
When nothing more was said, Wanda stood up. Quickly, she flung her robe wide apart. Susan's eyes widened and Tommy made a choking sound. Wanda was indeed naked under her robe. Her saucy tits strained out, her pink nipples stiff. The blond hair of her cunt gleamed, enticing the eye.
As quickly as she had exposed herself, Wanda wrapped the robe about her nakedness and sat back down, looking quite pleased with herself.
When Susan said nothing, Wanda turned to Tommy. "Are you really naked under that robe?" she asked.
Tommy nodded, glancing at his mother.
"Show us, then, if you're not afraid."
Tommy looked at his mother. Susan said nothing, but returned his gaze.
He stood up, untying the belt. When he opened his robe, they saw he was wearing his jockey shorts. But Susan and Wanda gazed at the bulge his cock and balls made. When Tommy belted his robe again, they both sighed, a sound of disappointment as he sat back down.
"Your turn," Wanda said, giggling, to her older sister.
"What is this, show and tell?" Susan asked, lifting her eyes.
"Show, but no tell," Wanda replied, her blue eyes sparking and dancing wickedly. "Who wants to tell and give away the fun we can have."