Andrea and Uncle 2

  By William DuPain

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Her uncle forces his young niece,and awakens an unknown passion in her. MF-MF-FF-FFF Incest-Nonconsensual.
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Bill was the first one up the next morning and put together the
makings of the morning java. He surveyed the bodies around the
room, the results of last night's heady sexual carnage.


His wife lay with her head on Don's chest, her leg carelessly
thrown over his hip. The beautiful Sandy Bartell was curled in a
ball on the sofa in only her undies ... sleeping peacefully.


Bill put back on what clothing he could find that belonged to him
then headed over to resurrect his sleeping aunt from her repose
of renewal. Stooping down he captured one of her firm round
nipples in his mouth and began to suckle the savory flesh of her
perfect, soft mound.


She whimpered only lightly before reaching up to stroke his wild
untamed mop of unruly hair. Her fingers lightly tracing down the
side of his neck brought with them a gentle morning greeting. She
made him tingle all along his spine, the sensation moving
directly to his balls and electrifying his sexual equipment.


"Good morning lover," she whispered softly.


"Good morning sexy," he replied.


At the end of opening protocol she placed her hands at the side
of his face and drew his mouth in for a little morning sugar,
finding his lips both warm and receptive.


Her hands sliding down his neck and out to caress his big, strong
shoulders, as her lips devoured his, "she so admired his youthful
energy." William's wicked hand made its way to her valley of fire
as she kissed him and began to gently court "with a gentle
caress" its sleepy inhabitants.


"You have neither shame nor mercy do you sir," she mocked.


"But my lady, everyone knows you're a bawdy tart, are we feigning
modesty?" He teased.


"No, but to use me this way with my dear husband so near, and
unaware, is exceedingly brazen of you good sir," as she kissed
him again.


"But madam, how may inexperienced youth resist lips as addictive
as better wine and charms like the fire of ones own dreams," he
whispered in reply as he nibbled her soft lobe.


"Fire indeed sir ... then use me if you must I wont cry out, but
I will never love you after this, taking a woman by storm in her
own home, her husband helpless to defend nearby," she recited,
giggling softly as his young hand pleasured her silly between her
legs.


"Oh but madam, your lies are not but dark snares at my path, for
we both know you're absolutely mad for me. I see it in the swell
of your breasts as my voice washes over your body; discern it in
the heated scent of your creative spice as I touch you. And it is
there in the eyes that cease not to love, and caress me, when I
am near."


"Bastard ... have I no secrets in my heart that I may keep from
you, no privacy of thought or emotion that I might save" here the
game ended as her tongue took urgent possession of his sweet
mouth again, and ravished every nook and cranny of its soft
youthful warmth with dedicated voracity.


"I love being with you William," she reflected thoughtfully.


"Thank you ... I love playing with you too, Sandy!" He echoed.


William took her small hand and aided her in achieving a graceful
balance. He paused at the spot, to watch her walk to the kitchen.



She was long and stately, with a steady cat like grace, that
added dignity to her physical charisma ... The finely cast cheeks
of her derriere jiggled with the power of her stride ... as her
hips and pelvis moved with a perfectly timed majesty, she was a
gorgeous woman at any age. She was a piece of finely crafted art
in motion, exquisite in the elemental colors of morning's light.


Sandy looked back over her shoulder at her young admirer and
winked, "she knew he would be watching" then with a seductive
smile she slowly slipped the sheer yellow panties down her long,
lean legs. Slowly bending over, she captured the scant fabric
with sure fingers, and playfully hurled them in his direction
before heading to the lavatory to attend her morning hygiene.


All the other bodies had achieved consciousness again and were
stirring to ready life. Bill headed down the hallway to the
second bath needing to pee so bad his teeth hurt. When finished
making water he cleaned the outer animal up as best he could and
headed back.


William walked in and sat down by his wife who was now fully
awake and still beautifully nude. "Are you still disappointed
with me my love?" she asked timidly.


"No my dear, you were right after all, it really wasn't your
fault Andrea," he replied gently.


Andrea scooted across and sat on William's lap facing him, her
warm presence appreciated by her husband. She tilted his head
back only slightly and kissed him very softly.


"I'm in love with you Bill, I have been since my eyes first
touched you. I'm sorry it turned out that I'm not what we both
thought I was ... please don't hate me," her voice barely audible
as she spoke, her facial cast exceedingly soft and uncertain.


"I will always love you wife, and yours is not the only
discrepancy that we've discovered honey. To me your expanded
sexuality is an enhancement in our marriage not to be mourned,
but rather ... celebrated."


Reassured and smiling now Andrea placed her thin arms around her
husbands neck and kissed him passionately. William placed both of
his hungry, warm hands, on Andrea's firm buttocks and gave a
gently loving squeeze.


Feeling the warmth of her mons directly over his rising cock,
lent inspiration to the romantic mood of William's lips, and he
sought again the tranquil sweetness of her mouth. He languished
there momentarily in the shelter of her love, relishing the
sweetness of her presence.


His kiss made her heart quicken and her body fever, it made the
two of them new again in pledge. Andrea in joyful mood captured
his impatient organ in the wet, warm crevice, of her folds. She
rocked gently to and fro whispering gentle words of love in his
ear.


His heart swelled inside to the bursting point, as he whispered
privately that he loved her, had always loved her, and couldn't
imagine a life she was not a part of.


Sandy observed from across the room the tender moment of
reconciliation between the two youths. And her eyes swelled with
moisture as she recognized true love in rebirth ... it touched
her deeply.


Moving forward very cautiously now, she sought the sensation of
Andrea's subtle, smooth skin. Her fingers shaking with the need
to satisfy there hunger for her niece's body.


Andrea moaned at the instant Sandy's capable warm hands touched
her. And felt the gentle seducing spell her aunt's fingers began
to cast against her young spirit. She was mesmerized by the
moving sensation of pleasure now enticing her mind.


Up her back, to the base of her neck, softly down the sides of
her neck, and then to pause and feast at the lovely globes of her
perfect breasts. Sandy's touch was gentle, warm, and seducing,
capturing to hold the mental focus of the young, beautiful,
Andrea.


"You're a wicked gypsy witch Sandy," Andrea breathed softly.


"And I have come to eat you my child," she teased with a giggle.


Sandy lowered her mouth to the side of Andrea's soft neck, her
tongue lovingly caressing the soft flesh she found there. She
moved to her lobe, probing everything along the way, and
whispered that Andrea was a vision of passion in colorful bloom.


Andrea was in heaven with her husband's hot organ moving against
her weeping mons and Sandy's wicked hands devouring her sensitive
skin. Her facial cheeks flashed, as her eyes fevered, and the
hunger between her legs increased unbearably.


"Please turn around my love," Sandy whispered to the young Lolita
on her nephews lap.


Andrea turned facing outward toward Sandy, careful to recapture
her husband's flinching muscle again. Sandy, leaning forward
kissed the lips of her niece, as her fingers caressed their way
up her inner thighs.


Sandy slowly teased her way to the top of those long, well-toned
legs. Her extravagant nails then dancing about her mound lightly.
Creating light, fiery trails, of pleasure against the soft skin
of her widely parted legs.


Andrea's mons was in full bloom, the tender pedals of her passage
pink, and swollen, filled the morning air with their sweet scent.
With the touch as light as a feather Sandy's brutally sharp nails
wooed Andrea's clitoris. Causing Andrea to involuntarily flinch
and moan deeply in ecstasy. She remained there tormenting her
until she achieved a marked increase in her young niece's
urgency.


Sandy, now addicted to the complex nuances of Andrea's beautiful
scent slid her tongue forward to test the intoxicating drug
flowing from her niece's body. Lightly she outlined the swollen
lips of Andrea's vessel with just the tip of her tongue,
capturing just a trace of her niece's tasty, complex nectar.


Her young niece breathed out beautiful sounds of encouragement at
Sandy's touch. Unable to resist any longer she plunged the
impatient blade into Andrea's sheath and greedily drank the
intoxicating liquor of love.


Andrea had watched the erotic invasion of her body, and now
impatiently shoved her hips forward as an invitation for further
exploration. Sandra who continued with renewed vigor did not
overlook the sign.


Andrea's body shuddered as a smoky orchestration of moans escaped
from between her curvy red lips. As Sandy's tongue began to taunt
and tease her shy little clit. She cried out loudly when Sandy
scraped the underside of the hard little mass with her razor
sharp teeth.


"Oh God Sandy, I love you ... you wicked bitch!!" she cried out in
heated passion.


Raising her face to eye level with Andrea's she leaned forward
and kissed her niece. Andrea reciprocated in kind, but with even
more passion than her aunt's own affectionate administration.


Sandy then lowered her head again and grasped her nephews swollen
cock and softly kissed the burgeoning head of its body. Then
slowly, bit lightly all around the big meaty glob. Once, very
quickly, she lowered her hot mouth on it, and then slowly, to his
agony ... withdrew her favor.


"You are a most wicked woman ... madam, to tempt me so then leave
me helpless" he complained.


"Yes sir ... but I notice you keep coming back for more of the
same abuse," she countered with a smile.


Sandy placed the swollen head of his cock against Andrea's wet
entrance, watching as William took possession of his wife's body.
The sensation at his entrance Caused Andrea to shiver, and cry
out with unrestrained joy ... her song of ecstasy was straight
out of her tortured soul.


Sandy watched, hypnotized by the sight of her nephews thick cock,
sliding in and out of Andrea's beautiful bald pussy. She couldn't
resist lowering her mouth, to allow her tongue to trail against
its underside on his backstroke and savor the tasty fluid it had
gathered in its far journey.


"You are a Goddess madam," William bellowed out with that sweet
sensation.


"And you Sir, are the sweetest spell of my days," she replied playfully.


Sandy moved that evil member in her mouth to the top of Andrea's
crevice and made quick, darting sortie's, against the stronghold
of her clit. She would pause now and then to lightly bite all
around the top of Andrea's mound making the young vixen flinch,
and whimper, with each rocking explosion of pleasure in her
brain.


Sandy raising her face again brushed aside one of William's busy
hands to grasp between her sharp teeth one of those magnificent
nipples. Andrea felt the shock of sensation immediately as
Sandy's hot mouth covered her sensitive flesh. She arched her
upper body outward to improve access to Sandy's hot, lashing
tongue.


Andrea, now under full sensual assault, was weeping moisture all
over her husbands driving cock. She knew she wouldn't last much
longer with William's incessant probing of her cervix and Sandy's
evil tongue and mouth tempting her to orgasm.


It was then that uncle Don came into view moving up behind his
wife. He kneeled there behind the beautiful Sandy, cock in hand,
guiding its formidable head to the gaping entrance of her swollen
cunt.


Andrea knew the very instant that he penetrated her and took
possession of his prize. There was a sharp intake of breath by
Sandy as she was filled with her husbands stallion sized cock.


When Don had achieved full entry, he paused, as Sandy's body
remained perfectly stationary in full shudder, her eyes closing,
her mouth easing into a happy smile.


When Sandy's eyes opened again she was looking directly into
Andrea's and they shared a view of each other's respective agony.
Moved in spirit by that knowledge they kissed again to seal that
shared revelation in a bond of sisterhood.


Then in obedience to her rising desire Sandy closed her eyes and
lowered her head. Losing herself in the engulfing sensation of
pleasure now in command of her conciseness.


Her hand crept forward again to find and fondle the now slick,
shiny pearl, of Andrea's clit. And in return Andrea's gentle
hands administered pleasure to the high, hard nipples, of Sandy's
firm, bouncing breasts.


The colorful sounds and stimulating scents were too much for the
young Andrea's senses to resist. There was a quickening of pace
by her husbands pulsing, energetic cock, and the tempting lure of
it all caused an explosion in her mind just before she screamed.


Like the wind driven sea she was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of
exploding ecstasy. A crashing wave that washed away all awareness
of her situation and surroundings, save the element of physical
pleasure.


Again and again she was inundated by the sensation of unbearable
stimulation. Dreamily she felt the hood of her husbands cock
expand inside of her and then came the sensation of a flooding
heat smashing her cervix and inundating her cuntal passage.


In the distance somewhere she heard other screams of passion and
bright explicit language filled her ears. Her husband's hands
were at her waist literally pistoning her body up and down on his
hard cock, as he emptied the last of his hot sperm into her
slick, pink opening.


Her vision cleared with a view of Don's hands mashed against
Sandy's heaving breasts and a look of sheer bliss on her face.
Don then lay down on the floor spent, and Sandy spooned her body
against him.


Andrea in appreciation turned around to face her husband and
placed multiple small kisses all over his damp face, his reward
for delivering her to heaven once more.


"Will you rest with me my love?" she asked him softly.


"There is no other place I'd rather find myself Andrea, then in
the sanctuary of your love my dear." They snoozed then, to
recapture what was temporarily lost.


Later that morning, the girls having made calls for everyone to
excuse them from work, went shopping for provisions ... and God
only knows what else.


The boys on the other hand did what boys normally do when left to
their own devices ... they hauled out the chilled beer and
preceded to get lit.


They sat and gave judgment on many far-reaching issues that
serious morning. Everything was discussed from the fall of
twiggy, the war, to the price of tea in London. Before they even
broached the subject of crude oil the vixens returned.


By now the world was rosy and right in the eyes of our boys and
the women were stunning, as they always were anyway.


"You must stop your consumption now," Sandy brazenly admonished!


"And why exactly would we care to do that madam," huffed our
chemically emboldened William.


"Because the two of you notorious lushes are taking us out to
dinner this evening, its to be an eat and tease session. And if
don't stop imbibing you'll be in no form to service us later ...
sir," she said bravely.


"Always the one that keeps straight logic uppermost in your
arsenal aren't you wench," William teased!


"One needs a weapon or two with dedicated letches like you two
around ... sir," she said smiling. Then boldly she walked to
where William reposed and squeezed his flaccid cock.


"Is there any dissent here my Lord," her voice low, smoldering,
and damn sexy, as she continued squeezing his firming member.


"No my lady, the court has rested on your decision," was
William's slack jawed answer.


The Queen lowered her mouth and favored the lips of her court
jester, leaving him a breathless, quaking, lump of jello as she
moved on in regal fashion.


William looked on as Sandy continued to make their plans for the
evening known to all present. He studied the light flowing
through that thin multi toned dress she wore.


He found himself intrigued with that hollow space at the top of
her thighs as she spoke. Where her labia hung extended from her
pelvis and thought, "what a tasty looking morsel it made at that
angle, what an erotically artistic rendition it was, encased in
the flesh of her thighs that way." He was of course, slightly off
balance from the many beers, but having a good time of it.


It was here that his thoughts were shattered and cast to the
wind, as his wife plopping down, took her place on his lap.


"I'm jealous," she said with her best pouting look in place.


He smiled up at her, his hands grasping her breasts and squeezing
lightly as he kissed her.


"That's better," she beamed at him as she rose.


She moved to a spot behind Sandy who was still standing in the
middle of the kitchen. Then brought her hands around to the front
and placed them on her breasts. She squeezed as she kissed the
side of Sandy's neck.


She now had the undivided attention of the boys, and her hands
then moved lower on the front of Sandy's thin dress. Still
sucking her neck, she placed her hands at the very spot William
had just been admiring and began to gently stroke her aunt there.


There were cat whistles and hurrahs from the men as she raised
the front of Sandy's dress to expose her satin red undies. Her
hand continued its romance with the sensitive flesh of Sandy's
pussy.


Andrea lowered the skimpy item to Sandy's mid thigh out of her
way, and then inserted her finger in Sandy's vaginal passage.


Sandy moaned deeply, taken by Andréa's gentle advances and softly
stroked the arm of her lover, her eyes closed, her head tilted
back slightly.


Andrea removed her finger to the disappointment of Sandy and
inserted the shiny slick end of it in her mouth.


"MMMMM," she mimicked for her audience. Then lightly slapped that
firm, lovely ass in front of her, and walked out of the kitchen.


"Bravo ... damn nice showing," Don hollered enthusiastically as
she left.


"Well I'd better clean up and get ready too," said Sandy, as she
too walked off to follow Andrea with a wide smile.


"Do you really believe their going to get ready," Don asked with
a half sneer on his face.


"Dunno," replied William, "But it would be interesting to know
for certain," he recited, smiling at the drunken letch seated
next to him.


When the ladies finally reappeared much, much later, again they
were greeted with whistles and rude sexual comments from the
peanut gallery.


"My God, gentlemen ... such notorious conduct from seeming adults
is atrocious," Sandy, scolded in mock displeasure.


"You love the attention wench," countered William.


Her only reply was a warm smile in her nephew's direction.


The beautiful Andrea was decked out in a multi toned, flame red
rig, with white stilettos and belt. It was an exceedingly flimsy
affair, which hid little of her charms and overt sexuality. The
crown of rich toffee hair was loose and puffy about her head with
cascading ringlets running down both sides of her cheeks. Her
make up a beautiful array of color complimented her lip-gloss
perfectly.


The beautifully elegant Sandy appeared divine in a bright yellow
dress, rather short and nearly see-thru. Her heels and belt were
also white, her make-up impeccable. Her hair was swooped back and
drawn up into a crown at the rear top of her head and with
shinny, slut red lip-gloss, she was a vision that cried ... fuck
me, I need it.


When they arrived at the restaurant they chatted there way
through the customary wait for a table. The four of them making
small talk about everything, almost.


When the waiter seated them William noticed that the house was
packed. The crowd seemed to be overwhelmingly young professional
types out with the wives. Although there was an occasional mature
couple here and there about the place.


The booth was an oval affair with round table. The interior of
the establishment was done over in a southwestern flare that was
very appealing to the human eye.


The men sat on the outside with the girls safely tucked away in
between them. The waiter brought their water took their drink
orders and then was off.


Well it wasn't but a moment or two that Andrea announced that she
needed to see the little girl's room and ask Sandy to go with
her.


Both men moved to the isle to allow their mates an avenue of
retreat. Both men watched as their wives dress's rose
un-respectably high on their thighs as they made their exit from
the booth.


William thought the young man across the way might have caught a
glimpse of Andrea's panties as she slid across the leather seat.
That might explain the look of fascination on his face.


Neither lady had dawned a slip beneath the sheer fabric of their
dress and goodies were showing up everywhere. Sandy moved beside
Andrea and placed her hand to rest just above the cheeks of that
perfect ass of hers before swishing away.


The girls had definitely achieved notoriety with the male
population present. A few moments later as they returned, the two
were holding hands as they moved slowly toward the table. When
they arrived Sandy paused in the aisle, lowered her hand to
Andrea's ass and kissed her full on the mouth before reseating
herself beside her husband.


William noticed that both women had loosened some of the top
buttons on their dresses and a great deal of cleavage was now in
full view. Once seated Andrea leaned over and gave William a
quick kiss and squeeze on his cock.


"I'm feeling so naughty, I was so juicy down there I had to wipe
lover" she whispered lowly.


When the waiter returned with the drinks he lingered longer this
time. Taking in all the scenery he could get, it seemed he was
especially taken with Sandy's deep, creamy cleavage.


Before he left he was able to witness Sandy placing her hand in
Andrea's lap. And William noticed how it quickened his pace
somewhat.


They sipped their wine as Sandy's hand began to gently caress the
top of Andrea's leg. Her caress moving the sheer fabric there
even higher up on those beautiful thighs.


Sandy continued her attention and noticed the young man across
the way as he caught a peek, on the sly, every now and then. When
she finally slipped her hand down, in between those long, lovely
legs, she thought he'd just about dropped his fork.


The waiter came back to take their orders just as Sandy slid her
hand to Andrea's crotch raising her dress even higher with the
motion. The waiter's cheeks went red when Sandra turned her head
and tongue fucked Andrea's mouth passionately in his presence.


When she'd finished her kiss and she glanced in his direction
again she could see the outline of his erection. Sandy could also
clearly see the color of the young women with the fellow sneaking
peeks had changed to a more serious shade as well.


They ordered and the waiter left the two men to enjoy the show
Sandy was putting on beneath the table. Andrea's nipples were now
seriously testing the sheer fabric of her dress; they were now
beautifully visible to all eyes present.


Sandy noticed as the gal across the isle parted her legs slightly
while continuing to watch the proceedings. Sandy caught her eye
once and received a big broad smile and wink.


With a downward glance at the activity beneath the table, William
discovered that Andrea had no panties on as he could clearly see
Sandy's hand manipulating her swollen pussy.


Her legs were parted far enough for the young man and his wife to
clearly see all that Andrea had. Sandy temporarily removed her
hand in a teasing move, but left Andrea's dress high on her
thighs.


Andrea's gaze was on the young blonde seated across from them,
watching as the young woman squeezed her legs together and smiled
back. She then moved her hand under her own table and brought her
skirt up higher on her legs, which were now parted slightly.


Andrea smiled over at her and blew her a kiss; the men had also
noticed the changes in their neighbor. The young woman's husband
now moved his hand to his wife's inner thigh and began to lightly
stoke the smooth skin there, they were both smiling at Andrea
now.


Sandy quickly gave Andrea's breast a quick stroke before moving
her well-educated hand back between her legs. Once there she
began to Work Andrea's cunt in earnest. The young toffee colored
brunette placed her head back on the seat and sighed deeply.


It felt too wonderful to the aroused brunette, she couldn't
remember ever feeling so stimulated, so alive. Through the slits
of her eyes she observed the young mans hand now directly on his
wife's pelvis. She could see the urgency on the face of the
lovely young blond as he stroked her.


It was here that her William leaned in and kissed her softly on
the lips. His loving attention, only fanning the turbulent flames
of her rising desires.


The waiter brought more wine his eyes devouring the lewd sight in
front of him ... its effect obvious. When the waiter had left
Andrea saw the lovely young blonde whisper something in her
husbands ear, then quickly moved out of the booth and came over
to Andrea's table.


"Hello, My name is Kathy and I couldn't help but notice your
beautiful company of friends. My husband drives a black Mercedes,
its in the lot, please find me when your finished ... I want
you," and with that she placed her hand to rest lightly on
Andrea's breast and kissed her lips very softly. The young blonde
left as quickly as she came, the retreating wave of her perfume
washing back over Andrea, titillated her senses.


Sandy giggled, "Well, you certainly make friends very easily my
dear," she cooed.


Andrea only smiled, first at Sandy then at the young couple
across the way. The were both smiling back at her, his hand now
returned home to the warmth between his wife's legs.


The waiter came and brought appetizers for the group and Don
ordered another two bottles of wine. The poor lad was looking a
bit haggard now and a little crispy around the edges.


Sandy was relentless in her pursuit of Andrea's orgasm it became
a spirited battle of wills, "You will," and "No I wont," Andrea
looked to be on the losing end of the sport.


Sandy's wicked, knowing fingers, prodded the shy mass of tissue
topping her crevice. Her nails sinisterly raking the sensitive
mass, sending jolts of pure joy through Andrea's young body.
Luring her mind into the deep, dark, swirling abyss, of
unbearable physical pleasure.


"Oh God Sandy, it feels so good down there," Andrea whispered
softly


Sandy deliberately held her hostage at the outer edge of bliss
not allowing her to cross over into paradise, until she was
nearly breathless with over stimulation. Then Sandy violently
shoved fours fingers deeply into the seething depths of Andrea's
fire pit and it began.


Dear, sweet Andrea was swept away by a whirlwind of competing
sensations, all of which were intensely pleasant. It was all she
could do to keep from screaming, as her legs spasmed and jerked
wildly under the table, her hand-gripped Sandy's arm tightly as
she came.


Jolt, after fiery jolt, of pleasure coursed through her young,
lithe body. Deforming, twisting it, with the sheer power of its
passage. So overwhelmed was she that she buried her head against
Sandy's breast and stifled a cry there. Sandy rescued the lovely
Andrea's outfit by attending napkins to the abundant leakage of
her body. Very lightly she cleaned, because of her present
sensitivity in the area.


Raising her head at last as her blood pressure abated she viewed
Kathy across the way with an open, burning look, of hot desire on
her face. Her legs obscenely wide as her husband stoked the
pleasure center of her body.


The waiter brought the additional wine his movements decidedly
lethargic, a frown at his brow and dark circles under his eyes.
The evening's entertainment had taken its toll on the poor
fellow, who was now thinking of swearing off women altogether.


At last their meal arrived, and Sandy, impetuous as always,
managed to give the poor waiter a pleasant feel along his
extended organ as he placed her food in front of her. This reward
seemed to brighten our young service workers disposition
considerably, and garnered a beautiful wide smile from him, for
the adventurous lady Sandra.


The rest of their dining interlude involved small talk and subtle
groping of each other. By the time they had reached the bottom of
the second bottle of wine all present were glowing brightly and
right with the world.


They paid their bill when finished and tipped the waiter very
generously before leaving that wonderful establishment. On their
way to Don's Caddy Andrea spotted Kathy's black sedan just two
rows behind their own vehicle.


She could see under cover of darkness both Kathy and her husband
standing beside it, "Come on all, lets go say hello," she
suggested.


As they walked up to the couple Andrea took Kathy's hand leaning
in and kissed her softly on the lips. Sandy not to be excluded
draped her arm around the waist of the stunning blonde as Andrea
engaged her in small talk.


Andrea's hungry fingers lightly traced the blonde's breast
squeezing gently now and then as she spoke. Kathy looked deep
into Andrea's eyes as the latter squeezed one firm nipple. At
that point Kathy returned Andrea's greeting kiss with
considerably more passion than Andrea's had possessed.


Andrea mewled softly with the contact and as the girls continued
to neck Sandy's evil, wicked hand slid down to Kathy's bottom and
gently squeezed her delectable mound.


Sandy discovered that Kathy wore no underwear as she moved her
hand lower and then up the skirt of the young hottie. Her longs
nails traced the soft skin there and toyed with the hot opening
of her anus, causing Kathy to jerk slightly backward on the
probing fingers.


Andrea still necking with her, had worked her hand down over
Kathy's hot mound and was gently enticing her hard clit. The
young blonde's breath was hot and rapid, and her mind was reeling
with the pleasure she now felt.


"My God, what is your name!" she asked the beautiful Andrea.


"Andrea," the young heroine responded.


Kathy moaned loudly as Andrea sank her teeth into the side of
Kathy's neck and began to suck. At first, over stimulated, the
young blonde had tried to resist Andrea's action. But momentarily
she began to stroke the rich toffee colored mane of her lover,
breathing her name softly into the night air.


In anticipation Kathy undid the top buttons of her blouse making
room to maneuver around her ample breasts. Andrea hadn't missed
the invitation and made good use of the extra room a little
later.


Andrea nibbled her way downward, and as she began to suckle the
breasts of her captive, she eased a finger past the gates of
paradise into her temple of fire and felt Kathy's body shiver
severely against her. She started a slow in and out movement that
Andrea could tell her young lover appreciated.


Sandy was still running her hands up and down Kathy's solidly
toned legs inadvertently pausing to toy with her beautiful ass.
Bending slightly at one point she raised the sheer skirt and
began licking and biting the quivering globes of warm flesh.


Kathy's mind was reeling now from all the physical attention she
was receiving. There were tiny burst of pleasure all over her
skin and she was dumping an inordinate amount of moisture out on
Andrea's sweet pumping fingers.


Suddenly, impatient, Andrea kneeled in front of the surprised
blonde and raising her skirt covered her vulva with her hot
mouth. She began working the young girls cunt seriously now,
lapping her clit as her fingers rubbed the G spot at top of her
tunnel.


Sandy had also dropped to her knees and was lightly licking all
around Kathy's sensitive rectum. The poor young thing didn't know
which way to thrust because pleasure was all around her.


"Oh God, please don't stop," Kathy whimpered to no one in
particular.


Andrea still suckling her clit shoved two more fingers into her
hot, gaping opening, and heard a loud moan above her. It was
apparent from her shaking legs that she was moving fast toward an
explosive meeting with bliss.


Kathy's mind was aware of nothing but pleasure, she didn't care
who was watching or who it was that was touching her ... all she
wanted at that moment was release.


It came suddenly, when Sandy drove her hot thick tongue deeply
into Kathy's twitching ass. Her pussy clutched Andrea's fingers
tightly as her scream shattered the night air.


Her hands were roughly grasping hair and drawing Andrea's face
closer to her spasmodic cunt where she was spewing hot fluids all
over her lovers beautiful face. She just simply lost everything
in the way of control, as her body stiffened and her mind
exploded with joy.


When she was finished both women rose and placed their arms
around her. Andrea whispered in her ear after kissing her, "Thank
you that was hot!" Sandy kissed the back of her neck and hugged
her tightly before releasing her.


"You two are the fantastic," she giggled, through large gulps of
air!


"Fantastic, you haven't even met fantastic yet young lady," Don
mumbled as he made his way toward Kathy. He leaned in and
whispered something in the lovely blonde's ear, and then guided
her small hand to his groin.


Andrea could clearly see, "even in this light" a startled look in
the lovely woman's eyes. Who then cast her glance in the
direction of Don's crotch, as she stroked the monster under his
pants.


After getting her suitor fully aroused the beautiful young blonde
turned and bent herself over the front of her husbands car.
Reaching back Kathy eagerly raised her own dress up and over
those lovely creamy white cheeks and wiggled her ass at Don.


"Come on and get it big man," she mocked.


Without hesitation Don pulled down his zipper and hauled out his
lady slayer. He plunged its entire length into the mocking cunt
in front of him. There was a very sharp intake of breath,
accompanied with an extremely melodious, agonized whimper.


"Oh God ... please pause a moment, its so big," she complained
over her shoulder.


The only way to put it is, he fucked the hell out of her. By her
third orgasm she was laid out flat on the hood of the car; and
still Don hammered that tight well-groomed nookie.


She had screamed, begged, and cursed him; you could smell her sex
all over the parking lot. Even now, nearly spent, she was still
craving it; her own fluids running freely down the inside of her
beautiful thighs.


Don continued until he was shaking with the need for release
himself. Finally when he felt that powerful tingling in his ball
he pulled her down off the hood and forced her to her knees.


Holding her head firmly at both sides Don forced his oversized
cock into her mouth unable at first to achieve full penetration.
Kathy placed her hands on his legs attempting to gain some
control in the present situation, but failed.


Don kept hammering his cock into her mouth, passed her throat and
down it eventually. Where he exploded dumping stream after
powerful stream of thick creamy cum down the young blonde's
throat.


Kathy coughed as he fucked her throat and spewed thick cum out
all over the front of his legs and upper pants.
Finally, she received the reprieve she'd hoped for, when the last
feeble stream of his fluids emptied into her hot cavern.


"Clean me," Don ordered after releasing her.


On her hands and knees Kathy crawled forward and gingerly sponged
the fluids from his legs with her tongue. She carefully did the
same thing with his pants. At last, smiling up at him, she rose
to her feet her hair in total disarray, her make up and lipstick
no longer functional.


She stretched up on her tiptoes and gently kissed his lips when
she'd finished cleaning him. Then placed her mouth at his ear and
whispered to him, as she squeezed his thick flaccid cock.


Whatever it was she said put a very large and happy smile on his
face. He placed both hands on the cheeks of her ass as he
returned her kiss and massaged those priceless works of art.


Sandy and company were invited to a pool party at Kathy and
Dave's house that following weekend. They were also invited for a
nightcap that very night, but declined knowing what needs had
risen in their mates, from their little, parking lot adventure.


The girls hugged and kissed before parting, and the men, as men,
shook hands. Giving compliments on each other's mates in passing.
They exchanged numbers, and home address's, and firmly committed
to seeing each other again very soon before leaving.


Don drove and somehow both girls wound up in the back seat.
Before long there were deep smoky moans and slurping sounds
coming from the back seat as they motored down the boulevard.


Not knowing for sure how much more his over burdened cock could
take that night, William, unable to resist any longer, gave
commentary.


"My God, is there no end of it with you women," he said sharply.


"Is someone lonely and jealous!" quipped Sandy.


"You're an insatiable Tart Auntie," he scolded.


"Yes my Lord, but it's a big part of what makes you love me so,"
she countered.


"I suppose so my love," he half whispered.


Sandy smiled to herself in the dark interior of her husbands
Caddy. As her heart flared hot once more, for the impatient young
man seated in front of her.



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