"Jeez, Mrs. Baker! Wow, that's nice! You sure know how to suck cock!"
The last of her anxiety disappeared as she watched Randy coax Jean up onto the bed. "You made my cock feel so good, Mrs. Baker. But I want your pussy! Let me fuck you now! Please!"
If Jean's cunt got half as wet as her own did at the sound of the teen's appealing words Eileen could imagine her friend was more than ready to be screwed senseless. She felt the throb of anticipation deep in her cunt as Randy positioned Jean on the bed on hands and knees, her ripe ass flaring back in his direction. She watched him stroke his cock a couple of times, readying himself for the hot wet haven before him. Eileen experienced, a rush of fondness for the teen who was turning so quickly into a man. The fondness was followed immediately by naked desire. Yet she remained rooted to her spot outside the window. Her voyeur's instincts demanded that she watch this time rather than participate.
She wanted to know every intriguing detail of how it was between her favorite teen lover of the moment and her best friend of a lifetime.
"Oh God, yes, Randy! That's what I want too! I want you to screw me! Pleeease!"
Eileen could tell by the frantic way Jean wiggled her ass back in search of the teen's cock that the younger woman was enjoying her submissive role. It obviously thrilled Jean intensely to beg the teen to sink his cock in her. For she pleaded with him again and again, making each plea more desperate than the last when all the while there was no need for such begging, for Randy was so willing to give her everything she so fiercely wanted.
Her own cunt begging for attention, Eileen watched the pale haired teen guide his cock-tip into the slit between the blonde's buttocks. He worked it up and down along her crevice for a moment, teasing her. Eileen smiled at his know-how. That was something she had taught him, to make the woman wait for it just that little extra minute longer… until she was so hot that the first stroke might send her right over the hump into ecstasy.
That was just what Randy did. While Jean whined and moaned for his hard cock, he massaged her cunt-furrow with his cock-tip. Then suddenly, with no announcement of his intentions, he drove his cock deep up into the blonde's waiting pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhh… God-d-d-d! I'm… I'm cum-mm-ing-g-g-g!" Trembling crazily, Jean began to lurch her ass back at the teen's loins. She was encouraging him to establish his screwing pace into her needing hole. Randy was only too ready to oblige. With a lusty bellow of triumph he thrust his cock far into her cunt. And then again and again and again. Jean buried the top of her blonde head against the mattress and did her best to lunge back a good one for every stroking lunge received.
Listening to her girlfriend shriek out her climax sent up sympathetic tremors in Eileen's own body. The hot pangs of frustration in her cunt became too much to ignore. It got to the point where there were only two alternatives for her to join the twosome on Jean's bed, or to stroke herself while Randy stroked Jean.
She fought the instinct to go inside and try to establish a threesome. She wanted to wait until Jean and she were alone to bring down the bafflers between them. The prospect of the unfolding of the passions that she had kept hidden inside thrilled her. She wanted to hoard the thought for a little while. For now, she would be more than content with the talents of her skilled fingers.
Eileen was wearing shorts that were not elasticized at the crotch. With a little effort, she was able to slip her fingers between the material and her flesh. She wriggled them deep inside, in rough the thick thatch of her cunt-hair, into the moist soft part that throbbed at her first touch. "Uuuhhh," she sighed in a barely, audible whisper. She felt exultant watching her girlfriend thrusting her ass back at the teen who was now their mutual lover, knowing what could be between them. It excited her to share Jean's arousal once again from a secluded vantage point.
Last time, she had watched the blonde play with herself until she had wrenched a resounding orgasm from deep in her cunt. This time, she was watching Jean break free of the hang-ups she had had about younger men.
The teen's voice was getting thicker. His words were coming out with more difficulty. "Uuuhhh, Mrs. Baker… your pussy's so hot! Feels good, Mrs. Baker! Real good!"
He sounded like he was flagging, but his hard cock continued to soar up into the older woman's flaring cunt-hole with as much vigor as ever. Eileen admired the determined grimace on his face. Obviously Randy was torn between the plea sure of Jean's hot hole and the building need to fill her cunt with a seething loadful. But, like a good guy, he wanted to wait until the woman had got what she wanted… and needed.
Jean was amazingly greedy. Watching her brought Eileen to racing abandon. The petite brunette, worked her fingers wantonly in and out of her wet clasping cunt-hole. She tried to keep up with the lurid pace Randy was maintaining up into Jean's cunt. It was not easy. The excitement was driving her wild. She felt she would not be able to hold back much longer. But she so desperately wanted to wait for Jean to cum again. Like the last time she had watched her girlfriend in the throes of passion, Eileen wanted to feel the depraved satisfaction of reaching orgasm at the same moment as Jean. Of sharing her ultimate moment of pleasure, unknown to Jean and to her rutting teen lover.
Eileen's taut clitoris was hard as a pebble. It vibrated with the thrill of contact every time Eileen thrust her fingers anew into her pussy. Her palm stroked her clitoris as her fingertips reached into the farthest depths of her cunt. The woman's knees shook as she spread her thighs farther apart, squatting to open her cunt to the relentless onslaught of her pummeling fingers.
Things were getting as tense inside Jean's bedroom as they felt in the hot interior of Eileen's pussy. Randy's moans were getting louder and more uncontrolled. Like a frantic creature, Jean was slapping her ass back at the teen's loins, demanding more from him, demanding to be released from the rousing torture of her lust.
The watching brunette felt her clitoris begin to shiver on the very verge of explosion. It was so exciting to watch the woman she wanted squirming on the bed like a howling whore. She was astounded by Jean's vitality. It thrilled her. It made her long to sample it for herself. The pleasure darts were so compelling. Being a voyeur outside her own cottage was so depraved, and such a turn-on. Eileen couldn't hold out another moment. She just couldn't!
Jean screamed. "Oh Randy! I'm cummm-ingg-g! Oh, again darling! Aaaahhhhhh!"
It was obvious that those words were all the teen had been waiting for. He drove his cock deep into the writhing blonde's cunt.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Eileen's cunt tingled all day with the excitement of what she had witnessed that morning. On the drive back to the cabin, she argued with herself over whether she should try to seduce Jean that very evening. It was an awesome thought. She had never made love to a woman before. The idea of experimenting with such a forbidden fruit roused her passion to glowing heights.
She decided to wait and see what the evening brought. But, if her pulsing cunt was any indicator, she was going to have to seek some satisfaction, and very soon.
That was just how it worked out. They retired to the living room after the meal, a little shaky on their feet from a magnum of Chablis. Eileen opened a fresh bottle of wine and started a fire in the fireplace. Though the night was only slightly cool, the fire was so pleasant to watch. She sat on the floor at Jean's feet, her elbow resting on the couch next to her blonde friend. She felt Jean's contentment, through the building tension of her own excitement.