And I wanted to.
"Listen, it's getting late, Alan, why don't you and Dierdre go in and order us a carryout supper? Do you like Chinese food, Barbara? Good. There's a very nice mandarin restaurant in town, and they deliver. Order a banquet."
"Come on," Alan said, rising. He offered a hand to Dierdre and she stood up. Her father was sporting a big hard-on, tenting out the front of his pants. I saw it, and so did Dierdre. She winked at me as if to say, there's plenty for you too, Barbara, and then they were going into the house hand in hand, talking to punctuate the series of kisses they exchanged on the way.
I watched them, looking away only when I felt hands on my boobs. Connie's hands.
"You don't mind, do you?" she asked politely, rolling fingers on my nearest nipple. It was stiff and elongated and my breathing stepped up when she began to play with me.
Her face angled in toward mine, and I knew she was going to kiss me, and I could only close my eyes, open my lips slightly, and wait for her mouth to touch mine. She landed, tongue out already, and I felt her slip into my mouth. I started sucking, amazed at the passion I could arouse for a woman I'd just met for the mother of my best girl friend, no less! It all seemed so weird, but at the same time so natural. I couldn't explain it, but it was happening to me, and I had neither the strength nor the will to resist anything.
"Let's get comfortable," she suggested, puttinq the words into my mouth, and I followed as she led.
Connie helped me settle down onto the tiles, and the warmth under my ass didn't do anything to turn me off. She kissed me again and stroked me on the cheeks, her fingers busy in my hair, too. "You have beautiful hair," she said appreciatively. "And your skin is perfect. Girls with your coloring always have perfect skin. Mmm mm, almost silver, your hair. And it feels like raw silk. What do you like, Barbara? Just tell me. I'll be happy to do anything…"
"My nipples," I husked. "You could suck my nipples. If you want to."
"If I want to?" Connie said throatily. "How could I not want to? They're lovely and they look oh, soooo suckable."
I leaned back, my arms behind me, bracing me up, and Connie started kissing her way don my neck, onto the cones of my titties. "Delicious," she said. "I think my son has ejaculated on your breasts this afternoon. Hasn't he?"
"Mmmm – hmmm," I agreed with a giggle. "I'm not on the pill yet. I didn't want him to squirt inside me."
"Sensible precaution," Mrs. Banks agreed. She swirled her small pointed tongue round and round one of my nips, finally settling onto the teat itself.
She licked it with butterfly strokes, and there were butterflies inside me, too, whirring round and round in my tummy. Then her lips closed upon the nipple and she sucked avidly. Her teeth scraped the tender white flesh of my breast, but it didn't hurt. If anything, it only made me want more.
"Ooohhhh, don't stop, keep on sucking me," I gasped, wrapping my arms around her head. I held her to me with passion. Wetness was leaking out my pussy and I felt as if my body were one giant orgasm waiting to happen.
She squirmed around and one of her tits seemed to dance into my hand. I cupped it eagerly, dug my fingers into the firm, round swell of her breast, felt the nipple rise against my hand – small in diameter, but long enough to make a distinct, delightful impression on my sense of touch.
Her mouth moved down, across my belly, and I knew that Connie was about to eat me. I also knew that she would be very good at it.
I spread my legs and she settled into the space between them, her head descending into my crotch, her ass lifting. I leaned forward and cupped her buttocks, squeezing the flesh inside the pants. Her mouth slipped further down, and her tongue moved over my thin hedge of silver blonde beaver, onto the gash of my pussy.
David came around behind his mother. I looked up at him and shook my head in wonderment. "We're lucky, Dee and I," he said, stroking his erection. "Everybody ought to have the kind of parents we have."
Maybe, I thought, but God knew I didn't have the right kind of parents. Make that parent. If my mother had lived, it would have been different. But I could appreciate his luck, and Dierdre's, and oh, Jesus, God, the way Connie Banks' tongue slithered in and out of my dripping cunt! The way she spread me with her clever hands and anointed the bud of my cunt with her mouth as she ate on me! I squeezed her hips passionately and humped my pussy up into her face, smearing my wetness all over Connie's lips. She lapped into the steaming pit of my sex, and her tongue felt like a horny snake invading me.
"Oh, God," I moaned, "I think I know when Dierdre learned it!"
"Mmmmmm," she purred, and I guess she was agreeing with me. All I know is that she was fucking me with her tongue and one of her fingers, and the tight well of my pussy ached with the need to explode.
David put his hands on his mother's ass, alongside mine. "Let me," he invited, and I pulled my hands away. He bent in closer, started biting her ass through the rayon of her slacks. She wiggled her bottom at him, and he slurped and chewed and fondled her until she was doing a little hula on hands and knees, swishing her ass from side to side and in and out.
He reached under his mother and unbuttoned her slacks. When he pulled them down, he took her panties too, and Connie's bare, evenly tanned hindquarters were sticking up. She was naked where it counted now, her bra pulled up to bare her tits, pants and panties jerked down to her knees, and she made a hell of an inviting target. I'd have traded places with David right then, but I don't think I'd have been quite as effective as he was.
Not quite. He moved around behind her, his cock sticking up hard and red and ready and in a matter of seconds he was pushing his way into Connie from the rear. She trembled when her son inserted his cock in her cooze, and her teeth snapped at my trapped pussy. He thrust, and she moaned into my snatch, "Aaaaaaaaggggghhhhh – Goddddddddddddd!" My eyes got big again. I'd seen the son fucking his sister, but to see him donging his mother, too! Fucking the same hole he'd popped out of when he entered the world – wow! It was a heavy number for me to accept so soon.
But I could accept it, and that was what mattered. In fact, I did more than accept. I lapped it up the way Connie Banks was lapping up my cunt.
"Suck me," I groaned to the woman who was gobbling my gash, and she tried to step up the pace. But it was rough, for her because she had that big long staff of David's buried in her pay and she had to give him a little action, too.
He had her by the arm, grinding himself against her cunt. He filled and refilled her pussy with his prong, and she couldn't hold still for him. Her ass swayed from side to side and I knew shown sucking him up her tube as much as he shoving.
Connie still had enough left to give me the eating of my young life! Dierdre had been good the best, I had supposed, but she couldn't eat a cunt with half her mother's assurance and invention. Connie's tongue did crazy, sinful things to me, and I was crazy enough and sinful enough to want more. I humped her sucking mouth, and I made sure that she learned exactly how a sex-wet Barbara Gifford could taste and respond.
"Keep on," I panted, "I'm almost ready – oh, God, I'm going to come. Eat my come, Connie – here we gooooooo!" She was sucking the juice out of me, teeth pressing against my cuntal flanges, tongue scooping in and out of me like a steam shovel, and I had her by the head, strangling her with my creaming pussy while I humped my orgasm onto her sweet sucking mouth. "Take it!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Take it allllllll!"