"You look so beautiful when you come," Biff told her.
"So do you," she said with a smile.
Biff realized that she had been looking up at him while he came. That was an exciting thought! Sex seemed to have many pleasures that he never thought of.
But now, after rubbing Sandy off and watching her come, Biff was horny again. He was shy about asking her to fuck him again.
Since Sandy was holding his prick, though, she understood. When a cock twitches like Biff's cock was, it could only mean one thing.
"Lie on your back," Sandy said.
Biff obeyed. His hard prick throbbed above his stomach as Sandy ran her hand over his thighs. She caressed his balls, then lifted them gently.
Biff lay there watching Sandy play with his body. Watching made the thrill of her handling his cock and balls even more spectacular. But he hoped that she would take his prick into her mouth. He would have asked her to, but he was afraid she might not want to now that his prick was covered with dried come and her own cunt juice.
But Sandy proved to be a truly lusty chick. She lowered her face to Biff's prick while he watched with bulging eyes.
Holding the shaft of Biff's prick with one hand, Sandy gave his fat cockhead a wet lick. And as her soft tongue slid over the tender knob, Biff shivered with pleasure.
This was a new sensation – a thrilling one. Again and again Sandy's pink tongue flashed as she licked Biff's cock. She looked like a little girl with an ice cream cone, Biff thought.
Then Sandy opened her mouth wide and took the tip of Biff's prick into it. Biff shivered slightly.
Sandy's mouth was nice and hot on his prick, but it was different from her cunt. Besides being able to feel her teeth on his shaft, getting sucked was definitely different from getting fucked. Biff didn't know which he liked better.
Biff felt Sandy's tongue wiggling around his prick as she held it in her mouth. Then she began moving her head up and down, sliding his prick over her tongue.
This was at least as good as getting fucked, Biff thought. Having his prick in Sandy's mouth was something he had never even dreamed about until a few nights before.
Sandy looked up at Biff. She sure did look kinky with her mouth stretched around his thick cock, he thought. He smiled at her, and she seemed to be smiling back, but it was hard to tell with his prick in her mouth.
Having his cock sliding over Sandy's soft tongue while her teeth gently scraped his cockshaft was sending Biff back to the heights of passion. He hoped she was going to let him come in her mouth. He was already feeling the first stirring of an orgasm.
Faster and faster Sandy's head bobbed. Higher and higher Biff's lust rose.
Again he arched his back. And as Sandy looked up at his face, she saw his expression of lust.
"Uh-h-h, uh-h-h-h, uh-h-h-h," Biff moaned.
Sandy's head was moving up and down quite rapidly now. Biff's prick was fucking her mouth just as it had fucked her pussy a short time before.
Besides the intense pleasure of having his cock sucked, Biff enjoyed the way Sandy's tits were lying on his thigh and the way she held his balls.
He was going to shoot his load! He desperately wanted to come in Sandy's mouth. But he thought he'd better warn her. After all, he could imagine that a chick would want to avoid getting a mouthful of jism.
"I-I'm going to come!" Biff gasped.
But rather than take her mouth from his prick, Sandy began bobbing her head up and down a bit faster. The thrill of knowing that he was going to be allowed to shoot right into her mouth was all that Biff needed to explode.
"Ah-h-h-h-h!" he cried, as a hot bullet of cum sprang from his cock. As he came, he watched Sandy close he eyes and continue, sucking. When his prick stopped spewing, Sandy's head became still. But she kept his prick in her mouth.
"Oh-h-h, Sandy!" Biff sighed.
Sandy lifted her head at last. Wiping her mouth with her hand, she tossed her head to get her long blond hair out of her face.
"I love to suck cocks!" she said.
Biff realized that she had swallowed his jism. Would this girl do anything, he wondered? If so, he was in for an exciting summer!
Biff and Sandy lay around on the couch for a while. Then they got dressed. They talked about fucking and how much fun it was.
Biff decided he'd better get going before Marge came home. Now that they were both dressed, it wouldn't be embarrassing like the last time. Still, Biff felt he would rather not run into Sandy's mother under the circumstances.
Besides, now that he had experienced the heights of sexual joy, Biff felt like being alone and thinking about the fun he'd had.
CHAPTER SIX
When Biff got home he was surprised. It was ironic that he had left Sandy's house so he wouldn't be there when her mother got home. He found Marge at his house. She was sitting in the kitchen with his mother.
He was still eager to avoid Marge. So as soon as he saw her through the back screen door, he went around to the front of the house and came quietly in the front door.
Biff made it to his room without the women in the kitchen knowing he was there. He lay down on his bed. Visions of Sandy immediately came into his head. He began to relive the fun he'd had with her. His prick was once again stiff and throbbing.
But it was no good. Biff could hear his mother and Sandy's mother giggling like schoolgirls in the kitchen.
Those sounds drove the image of Sandy from his head, leaving him slightly cranky. After all, didn't he have a right to a bit of privacy without the sounds of girlish giggles creeping into his room to disturb him?
So Biff picked up a comic book and tried to forget about girls and women for a while.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, June and Marge were having a good time. Since they had renewed their friendship recently, they were becoming closer than ever. Since they had pared years before, both of them had lost their husbands. So it was natural that they became better friends now.
In fact, that was what they were talking about when Biff sneaked into the front door.
"I like living alone," Marge was saying. "The freedom is wonderful."
"Yeah, but it is lonely," June said. "And sometimes I get very horny."
"Oh, it was lonely at first," Marge said. "And horniness was a problem for a while. But not any more!"
"No?" June asked. "Well, you're a beautiful woman. I suppose you get lots of dates."
"You bet I do," Marge said. "But not because I'm beautiful. You're as beautiful as I am."
"I'm not, but thanks for the compliment," June said.
"Do you want to know why I get a lot of dates?" Marge asked. "It's because of my reputation. I'm known as a hot chick. That's right – I'll fuck any guy who asks. Well, almost any guy."
June looked shocked. She had always known that Marge was a swinger that had been true even when she was married. In fact, June assumed that Marge's husband had left her for that very reason.
"You looked shocked," Marge said. "You were always rather straight-laced. But look where it's gotten you. You're lonely and horny. Sure, I'm easy. And I'm having a ball!"
"Well, we're different people," June said. "But I have dates too, you know. And I've had a few love affairs since Jack died."
"That's fine, honey," Marge said. "I really hope you're happy. For me, though, love affairs aren't enough. I need lots of men all the time. Sometimes I think I can't get enough. When I was married, I was horny all the time. That's why Biff left me, you know. He couldn't keep up with me."
June's eyelids raised.
"But now I get enough, or at least almost," Marge said. "Once I got gang banged. That was really wonderful! Oh, but I'm shocking you, aren't I?"
"No, no – not at all," June lied. "I believe everyone should do what they like."
But Marge knew that. June was shocked. She was practically trembling. At the same time, though, Marge could tell that June was fascinated. And Marge was enjoying herself. Making a proper lady like June tremble was fun.