Leading him by the hand, Amanda took Duke down the hallway. She was walking just ahead of him and Duke was staring at her pert little ass in her tight bottomed-but open flied-jeans, which was why he didn't glance into the library as they passed.
And didn't see Dolly working Jonathon's dick up in front of the fire.
He heard a sigh or two of pleasure coming from there but he paid it no mind. Amanda led him into the room next to the library. This was the study, with a big desk and tall, arched windows that looked out on the landscaped grounds.
Claire followed them in.
"I thought you were taking him to your bedroom, dear," she said.
"Mother! Really! I like to fuck and suck with louts, it's true; but there are limits. I certainly don't want one soiling my bed!"
Claire was glad of that.
Claire sat down in a soft chair and threw one leg over the armrest. She pulled her dress up and cupped her hand to her cunt, not stroking it yet, just holding it in preparation in case, inspired by the sight she was about to see, she just wanted her hand to be in position to go to work.
Amanda started to unbutton Duke's shirt.
"Hadn't we ought to kiss or something, first?" he suggested, accustomed as he was to seduction attempts.
"Good Lord, no!" she said.
She took his shirt off. His torso was slabbed with great, flat muscles. Amanda began to lick his stomach, his belly, his chest. Her tongue washed lovingly over his body but she avoided his mouth. There were limits even to her depravity.
She opened his trousers; she knelt and pulled them down. She took them off his feet without looking; her face was level and she was looking straight ahead, at his cock. His big prick stuck right out in her face and she licked her lips. She sniffed.
"Oh! Nicely foul," she said, happily.
"Err…I just had my dick up a fat girl on a pool table," Duke said, not wishing to be thought less than fastidious. "Maybe I ought to wash it first, huh?"
"Don't you dare! Cocks are much, much nicer when they've been steeped in cunt juice and left to ferment."
Her tongue came out and she licked the head of his pecker.
Claire gave a little gasp of vicarious pleasure and began to rub her clitoris. Her labia sluggishly unfurled; cunt juice began to bubble up in her wet, pink slot.
Amanda took his knob into her mouth and sucked.
Then she began to lick him all over, winding her nimble body around him as if she were weaving them together in a carnal tapestry. She licked up his thighs, along the creases, over his flat belly and back down to his balls. She tongued his swollen sac, then pulled his nuts into her mouth and sucked on them. She coiled her sinuous body around his flank and her tongue slipped up the crack of his ass.
Duke gasped at a sensation new to him. "Filthy rich" summed it up, no doubt of that. Amanda placed her flattened hands on his cheeks and spread them open; her tongue darted right up into his asshole, flaring and dipping and slurping.
Amanda would never have though of ass rimming a gentlemen with her tongue.
A lout was a different matter.
Claire, watching with great interest, began to strum her clit furiously. It Was hard not to get involved in such an erotic situation, she realized, lout or not.
Amanda bent backwards and squirmed through his legs, licking down the crack of his ass and along his crotch and surfacing in front of him with his balls in her mouth.
She moved away then, leaving him trembling while she took ha scant clothing off. Naked, she crawled back and began tonguing him again, rubbing her tits against him as she did so. She took his cock into her mouth and shoved a finger up his asshole; she began to suck and ream lustily.
Claire decided she wanted a better seat. She left the chair and knelt beside her daughter.
"Want a taste, Mom?" Amanda asked.
"Well… just a nibble."
Amanda pulled her lips off the head of his dick. They unrolled from his knob like a condom. She passed his pecker over to her mother and Claire took it in her mouth and sucked for a moment.
"Not bad," she said.
"Lots of flavor to lout dick," Amanda said.
"Ummm. It's junk food, of course. But still…"
Claire gave him another suck, then passed the baton back to Amanda.
Amanda sucked on his knob again. Claire leaned close, watching the girl's lips pull and drag on the meaty mouthful. She titled her head and commenced to licking his balls. Her tongue swept up the stalk. Amanda plucked his dick head from her lips and Claire tongued it thoroughly. They were sharing his cock now, taking turns on the knob; while one sucked the other licked and then they switched positions, giving and getting equal sucking time.
"Can I fuck him now, Mom?" Amanda asked. "Or do you want to drink his spunk first?"
"Oh, no; be my guest. But… why don't you fuck dog fashion; that way I'll be able to see better."
Amanda agreed willingly.
Duke was too stunned to react at all; he was just a tool that they were using, just as they used a dildo.
Amanda got down on all fours, her ass elevated and wriggling, her face on the carpet.
Duke just stood there with cock looming out like an antler mounted in a hall as a hat rack.
Claire folded her hand around his dick and guided it into position. It was pliable as putty; it went where she put it and stayed there. She drew him to his knees behind Amanda's bouncing ass and fitted the tip of his pecker to the sex crazed girl's cunt from the back.
Duke slipped his prick up her pussy.
The sensation broke his state of stunned immobility; he began to pound the cock to her dog fashion, his aching balls swinging in between her thighs like the dewlap of a moose, and his flat belly slapping her upthrust ass.
Claire got down on the floor and looked up, watching his fat stalk slip in and out of the girl's clutching pussy. It was a good worm's eye view. Cunt juice sprayed out and splattered down onto Claire's upturned face.
It inspired her.
She moved behind Duke and began licking and sucking on his balls as he plowed into Amanda. She pushed her tongue up his asshole and wriggled it about, discovering a pleasure that her daughter had known for ages.
Her mouth was drooling now, inspired by the taste of ball and asshole, and she squirmed underneath Amanda and began to suck them both with the same effort. She fitted her lips to Duke's thick cock, sucking on it as it ran in and out of the girl's quim. Then she slid down and fitted her lips to Amanda's cunt, keeping them parted, so that while she slurped on the girl's feverish cunt lips Duke's pecker was running through her own lips as it plummeted into the juicy, steaming tunnel.
Claire's pussy was begging for attention.
She grasped Amanda by the hips and pulled the girl's cunt off of Duke's cock as if she were pulling a boot off a foot. Amanda cried out in protest and Duke spluttered. But then, Claire knelt in front of him and crawled backwards onto his dick as if she were backing into a parking spot. Duke began to hump vigorously.
Amanda was piqued at being deprived of dick, but she didn't mind too much because it was great fun to watch while her mother took lout dick diligently. Her mother had always scoffed at her for her preference for workingmen's peckers, and it pleased Amanda to see that woman grovel before the big plunger.
Amanda took after her mother and it was, therefore, natural that she react in the same fashion to the same situation. She crawled behind Duke to lick his asshole and balls, and then dipped in to suck cock and cunt with relish.
Claire reached out blindly and groped Amanda's twat.
Amanda figured that was a fine idea and, turning her supple young body around, she placed herself under Claire in the sixty nining position.
They had sixty nined all they wanted earlier, but now that wonderful act was enhanced by the presence of a pecker.