"Mmmmmmm," she mumbled. "Ohhhmmmmmm!"
"Ahhmmmm," Barbara replied, tonguing about Julie's swollen clitoris, holding the naked, twisting ass tightly in her hands.
They twisted and squirmed about the bed, their movements faster. Each girl was sucking and slurping furiously now, both unable to keep it slow. They banged their hips up and down, rubbed and twisted, slamming cunts hard against sucking lips and licking tongues. They were breathing harshly, steaming breath burning against steaming flesh. Julie was twisting and turning so swiftly, Barbara found her tongue swiping periodically at the tiny pucker of her asshole, but she didn't mind. A few times she thought she felt Julie's tongue against her asshole, but she couldn't be sure. The only thing she was certain of was that hot, eager tongue which seemed everywhere between her thighs at once. Barbara banged her hips up and down, making short, tight circles into Julie's face, feeling the rumbling ecstasy of her orgasm bubbling up. As the fantastic pleasure grew and swelled inside her body, she applied vigorous action with her tongue, trying to do exactly what Julie was doing to her.
"Hmmmm… Ahhhmmmm… Oooommmmm!" Julie gurgled.
"Ahh… Oooommm… Glmmmmm!" Barbara slurped.
Julie also felt her climax boiling away. She lifted and lowered her pussy powerfully into her mother's sucking, licking mouth, writhing hard, sliding her cunt and ass back and forth. Her hands clawed at the creamy cheeks of her mother's ass, lifting and pressing her face against the dripping twat with mindless lust.
Barbara's hands raced over Julie's smooth asscheeks, touching and probing them, her tongue flying in and out of the hair-lined snatch, then sucking hard on the elongated clitoris.
Both girls were shaking violently, animal-like sounds coming from their sucking mouths as the ecstasy gripped them. Instinctively, they did the right things to one another, doing what they liked themselves, knowing the other would like it. Tongues whipped, and lashed furiously, lips sucked and nibbled passionately. They rocked and twisted and squirmed and writhed, moaning, the sounds higher and higher until both were keening shrilly, both climbing the peak, about to soar into the heavens.
Barbara was the first to shudder into orgasm. She gave a long, muffled wail as it struck, shot her crotch hard into Julie's mouth, and came so powerfully she felt shattered.
Julie, her tongue deep up her mother's cunt, felt the lips contract, and quickly pulled it free and began to suck hard at the clitoris, drawing Barbara's orgasm out. As she tongued and sucked her mother's clitoris, her own orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning. She squealed into her mother's crotch and hard into her face, coming like a roaring volcano.
Julie fell away, sprawled at her mother's side, exhausted, eyes closed and gasping hard. Her breasts rose and fell, her legs wide, pussy pulsating in the warm glow. Barbara struggled for air, her thighs tight, trying to retain the deep sensations that seemed to still flow there. Her eyes, too, were pressed shut, and tears of gratification seeped from them.
After a long time, Barbara stirred. She sat up and looked down at her daughter, a soft smile on her face. Julie smiled warmly back at her.
"Did we do it right, Julie?" Barbara asked.
"Wow! I don't know if we did or not, but it sent me into orbit, mother!" Julie enthused. "One thing I learned; I loved it!"
"Me, too," Barbara confessed, then a slight frown creased her forehead. "The only thing is, I don't want to be a lesbian. I like men, I've always liked men."
"This doesn't make you a lesbian, mother," Julie laughed. "What the hell, so we sucked each other's pussy? I know I'm not a cunt licker, so you aren't either."
"I'm not so sure," Barbara said.
"Wasn't it good?"
"Of course it was, darling," Barbara smiled.
"Then let's don't worry about it, mother. I mean, what the hell, we had a lot of fun, didn't we? That don't mean we're going to start eating every fucking cunt we see! This is only something to do when we don't have a nice, hard cock around."
Barbara grinned suddenly. "You had one last night, didn't you?"
Julie grinned. "Boy, did I! That brother of mine is pretty good at screwing a girl, even if it was his first piece of ass."
"You mean you've never done that with him before?"
"Of course not," Julie said. "That was the first time."
Barbara smiled broadly. "I'll bet it won't be there last, though."
"You can bet your ass on that, mother," Julie giggled, hugging herself. "And you can bet your ass this isn't going to be the last time I suck that pretty pussy of yours, either."
"We'll have to be careful," Barbara said. "We can't let Kenney find out about this. My God, he'd probably hate us-me, anyway-forever."
Julie laughed. "We'll be careful, mother."
Chapter 9
All afternoon, Kenney would shoot glances at his sister. Barbara watched him, smiling to herself. She well understood the sex drive of a young boy, and although she had never let on, she had been aware that he had been jacking off daily. It was not in her nature to attempt to stop him. There were many things Barbara didn't know about the human psyche, or even the body, but she knew that masturbation was a normal outlet for boys and girls that age.
Like most boys and girls at that age, Barbara had heard the frightening things masturbation was supposed to cause: hair will grow in your palm, it will drive you insane, a boy will become limp and impotent, a girl will never be satisfied by cock again, only her fingers. Sheer bullshit!
The only problem she had had since that early afternoon session with Julie, Barbara found, was that she couldn't keep her eyes off the slim, beautiful shape of her daughter too. And, she also found that she was looking quite frankly at the front of Kenney's pants. When she realized she was gazing at his pants that way, she was horrified for a few minutes. She had become incestuously involved with her eighteen-years-old daughter; she didn't want to repeat the same situation with her thirteen-year-old son. That would be too much-or so she thought.
Then, after consideration, she decided her interest in his genitals was evidence that she wasn't a lesbian after all. If she had suddenly become a lesbian that afternoon, she wouldn't have this interest in any male cock, would she?
So she continued to gaze at her son's pants when he wasn't watching.
The afternoon passed slowly, but again there was the air of tension about the house. Kenney, looking at his sister as she bounced vibrantly about the place, catching a brief glimpse of her lacy panties now and then beneath her short dress, was experiencing a half-hard cock. Julie, aware of her brother's hot eyes, did everything she could to tease him. She would find some excuse to lean over, causing the miniskirt to ride up in back, letting him peek at the encased cheeks of her ass. She could see the outline of his swelling prick, and it pleased her. She flashed him a wink now and then.
Barbara, very much aware of her daughter's teasing, was amused at the reactions of all of them. She had come to grips with herself, with her emotions, and accepted not only the relationship between Kenney and Julie, but the one between her and Julie, too. She remained in a state of arousal all afternoon.
She had a date that night, as she usually did on Saturdays. For a while she considered breaking it, but what had happened earlier between her and her daughter made her want to keep the date, to let the man fuck her so she would be able to compare her reactions between a cock and a pussy. She knew she was-searching for answers, for anything that would tell her once and for all that she was not becoming a lesbian. As much as she enjoyed what she and Julie had done, Barbara did not want to be a lesbian. Despite what Julie had told her, Barbara still had that fear. If only, she thought, she had not liked it so damned much!