"Joyce… uh… why don't you just go on upstairs, darling? You know when my bedroom is, dear. I want to do something downstairs, that is I have something you'll love, Joyce. Now you just run upstairs like a darling and let me find it. I'll be right up," she urged, helping Joyce to her feet and all but pushing her out of the room to the foot of the stairs, looking over her shoulders and motioning for the boy to hide himself.
"Heavens, Carol! What is this mysterious thing you have to show me? Really the only thing I need is-" Joyce started to say, interrupted by Carol's quavering voice.
"Yes, I know, Joyce. I know. But you really will love this!" Carol said, seeing Joey disappear behind a huge potted fern.
"Well, all right, Carol. But this had better be good. I can't wait another minute! I haven't done this sort of thing with a girl in at least three weeks. I'm just dying for it, Carol!" Joyce said, turning to face her beautiful friend, noticing a terribly confused look on her face. "What on earth is the matter? Surely you're not getting cold feet?"
"Oh, no, Joyce. I really want this,". Carol answered weakly.
Joyce shrugged her bare shoulders and ascended the stairs. Even in her confused and nervous state Carol was struck powerfully by the lovely wiggle of Joyce's ass, by the way her long pink-glowing legs rose and fell, by the way the beauty tossed her head, throwing her hair behind her. She wanted to get at Joyce's cunt desperately now, and she would have her no matter what..
CHAPTER EIGHT
When she was sure that Joyce was out of sight and out of earshot upstairs, Carol ran to key and grabbed his arm, pulling him out of hiding behind the bushy plant. His trunks had fallen at his side
and his cock, was still rock-hard. He looked more confused than she had ever seen the boy.
"Now listen, They-did you see what your mother was doing to me? Now don't be afraid to admit it. Just answer me," she said sternly, shaking the boy's shoulder.
"Gosh, yes! She was playin' with your pussy. Jesus Christ, Miss Chambers! Why was she doin' that? I don't understand," the kid said, his eyes glittering with fear and strange excitement.
"There's no time to explain now, Joey," Carol whispered intensely. "Do you want to watch us make love?"
Carol couldn't believe what she had said. She had said it nearly unconsciously. She realized now that she was wildly turned on by the strange set of circumstances. She had already introduced Joyce's eager young boy to the taboo joys of fucking an older woman, had already introduced him to the
delights of sexual depravity in her bed, in the very bed in which Joyce now lay waiting. And now she was about to ask him to witness the wild sensual delights that his mother -was about to show her. She realized how depraved and taboo her suggestion was, but she knew that the boy would comply no matter how depraved her request. He was willing to do anything she asked, and his willingness made it possible for her to do the
unthinkable.
"Watch you do what?" the trembling young boy asked, his mouth hanging open.
"I want you to watch me make love with your mother. Wouldn't you like that, Joey dear?
Wouldn't you like to watch me play with your mother's tits and suck her cunt? Wouldn't you like to watch your mother lick out my pussy just like you do? Doesn't that make your dick jerk, darling?" Joyce said, her voice wet and sensual.
"She wouldn't do that. Not my mom. You gotta be kidding! You don't mean it, Miss Chambers!" he gasped.
"I'll show you how much I mean it, my little lover!" she said, knowing now that her plan was set. "You come upstairs in a few minutes and hide outside the door. Peek in the keyhole and don't make a sound. Do you hear me? Not a sound! I'll show you that your darling mother isn't quite the strict moralist you think her to be," she said with a smile. "You can jack off while you watch, but don't come. Do you understand? Don't let yourself come. I'll get rid of your mother as soon as we've had our fun. It's really you I want, Joey…" she added, reaching down and fondling the kid's aching hard-on for a second or two, then turning and running up the stairs, her tits bouncing and her ass swaying as she ran.
As Carol had expected, she found the beautiful Joyce lying in bed already, her luscious slender body naked now and restfully stretched out. Carol stood by the bed after shutting the door carefully behind her. Site stared at Joyce's reclining body. She lay there with the lithe beauty of a seductress, her skin glowing and alive with sensuality, her legs slightly parted, and her furry dark-brown pussy hair showing beautifully between her parted legs. When she was sure that Joey had taken his position
kneeling at the keyhole, Carol walked towards the bed, unfastening her bra and dropping her slip and panties as she moved toward the fun that lay in store for her and all concerned on the big soft bed.
"Yes, Carol, I believe we'll both enjoy this," Joyce said, reaching out to touch Carol's softly swaying tit.
"Do you like my body, Joyce darling?" she asked, conscious all the time of the boy's presence outside the door. "Would you like to suck my tits?"
"Indeed, indeed!" Joyce smiled.
Carol fell into bed with her naked neighbor, rolling around in the soft bed wildly, her tits brushing against Joyce's, her thighs stroking Joyce's thighs, her pussy rubbing against Joyce's funny meat as she ground her crotch against Joyce's. Both Carol and Joyce were a bit surprised at the intensity of their first moments of lovemaking. Joyce had expected Carol to be a bit more reticent in the beginning moments of her first experience with girl-girl sex. Carol herself had expected to need. a few minutes. to accustom herself to the completely new situation. But she had Joey in mind now even more than the lovely and eager woman with whom she was engaged in sex. She wanted to put on a good show for her young lover.
"My God, Carol, you learn fast!" Joyce said, writhing wildly in an ecstatic embrace with her feminine lover.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes! This is beautiful, Joyce darling! Do you do this often? Do you suck other
women's tits and lick their hot wet cunts?" Carol asked in a relatively loud voice, wanting Joey to hear the confession of his mother's wild sex life.
"As often as possible, Carol dear," Joyce purred. "How many other men have you allowed to stick their cocks up your cunt? How many cocks have you sucked? Other than Al's of course," Carol asked, feeling a dirty thrill when she realized the dizzying thoughts that had to be racing through poor Joey's mind.
"I love to suck cocks, Carol!" Joyce said, feeling a nasty little shiver as her words escaped her lips. "I just love to suck big juicy cocks until they squirt their jizz all over the inside of my mouth! I love to beat their dicks off and make them come all over my tits! And I just love their big strong rods fucking my horny cunt!"
"And you don't mind who fucks you?" Carol asked, sliding between her neighbor's legs and burying her face in the downy hair of Joyce's perfumed pussy.
"Oh, God! Beautiful, Carol… Beautiful! Yesssss! Lick my twat, dear! Lick my clit!" Joyce gasped as she felt Carol's tongue tickling the ragged lips of her hot wet cunt.
"Do you fuck just about anyone?" Carol hissed, licking wildly at her naked neighbor's creamy pink gash, her face turned slightly towards the door behind which Joey was beating off and going crazy with excitement.
"Oh, Carol, I don't care who fucks me! Just as long as he has a big cock! But your tongue is so much better than a cock. So much better! Keep
licking my clitoris! Keep sucking it! Yes! Oh, yes! Put your tongue up my cunt!" Joyce cried, her legs writhing, her boobs heaving, her thighs shivering with excitement.
Joyce wrapped her long slender legs around Carol's body, holding her close between her legs, her face pressed up against her steaming cunt. Carol sucked and lapped until Joyce's pussy ran with musky moisture. She asked her neighbor to dive into her muff, too. Joyce was eager to respond. She turned around and buried her beautiful face in Carol's open wet twat. In a sixty-nine position they ate each other's cunts with wild abandon. Carol found pussy-eating a natural act for her. She tongued and lapped Joyce's puffy pink gash with what could have passed easily for great expertise. Joyce ate Carol's musky snatch with true expertise. She was driving Carol wild with passion. She knew that she would flash off in a matter of seconds.