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     Connie watched from the seclusion of her darkened  apartment

as  Don  plunged  his cock in and out of  the  woman.  They  were

standing  beside his bed, his knees bent so that he  could  enter

her  from  behind as she bent over to support  herself.  She  was

shorter  than  him with small breasts and thin legs. It  was  the

first  time she had ever seen him bring a woman to his  apartment

and she was fascinated with the spectacle she was watching.



     It  had  been weeks since she and Suzie had fucked  him  and

since that time, they had not spoken, although they had both made

a point of exhibiting themselves to one another. It was a private

game  they both enjoyed, and there had been a few times when  she

had been almost ready to call him over, or to put on some clothes

and  go  to  his place as she watched his  hard  cock  and  balls

swinging.  But she had always let the moment pass and waited  for

him to come to her.



     The  woman was sitting on the side of the bed  now,  sucking

his cock as he humped in and out of her mouth. As Connie watched,

he suddenly withdrew and a long arc of white come splashed on her

face   and  lips,  followed  by  another.  Connie  adjusted   the

binoculars  and saw the come glistening in her dark  brown  hair,

her tongue trying to capture more of it as it ran down her  face.

Don  pushed her back on the bed and buried his face in  her  open

pussy.



     Connie  plunged three fingers into her own pussy and  fucked

herself  madly as she watched the couple in the other  apartment.

It  had  been a long time since she had had a man. In  fact,  the

very  man she was watching was the last man she had fucked -  and

what a great fuck it had been! She closed her eyes and remembered

the touch of his tongue snaking around her clitoris and began  to

come as her fingers stroked the swollen polyp at the apex of  her

soft  vaginal lips. Across the way, the woman stretched her  legs

high  over her head as Don licked her pussy. Spasms  and  shaking

told Connie she, too, was coming.





     "Oh,  Don!"  Carolyn sighed, "you really know how to  eat  a

girl! Where did you ever learn to be so good?"



     "I  took a correspondence course," he replied. "It was on  a

matchbook cover - Can You Draw Good Head? - That's what I thought

it said, anyway."



     "Seriously.  Most men don't seem to know the little  secrets

that  women  know. Somebody had to tell you. Who was it?  An  old

love?"



     Don smiled and looked at the dark window across the way.  He

wondered  if Connie had been watching tonight. So many  times  he

had been tempted to call her or simply walk over and knock on the

door.  but that would have been too easy. After the  night  spent

with her and Suzy, he could never suggest anything as banal as  a

casual  night of lust. With Connie, he would have to be  creative

and,  at  the very least, different and exciting.  Anything  less

would  ruin  the  almost fantasy relationship  they  had.  For  a

moment,  though, his thoughts went back to the moments  when  she

had taken his soft cock and balls into her mouth and blown him as

no other woman ever had. Carolyn's ministrations, as practiced as

they were, could not come close to the sensations Connie's  lips,

tongue and fingers had produced.



     "Hey! Come back, lover!"



     "Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I got carried away," he apologized.



     Carolyn knelt on the bed and threw her arms around his waist

to hug him. One hand fondled his soft cock and her tongue  snaked

into  his navel. The other hand cradled his balls and  then  went

between  his legs to cup his ass as she devoured his limp  penis.

Occupied  with his cock, she failed to notice as he waved at  the

darkened  window in the building across the way. She did  notice,

though,  when, a few moments later, his cock took a decided  leap

within her mouth and began to stiffen once more.





     Connie  smiled to herself as she watched the woman  go  down

on the limp penis. When Don waved at her, she knew that he,  too,

was remembering the night they had had together. Still smiling to

herself,  she adjusted the small reading lamp beside her bed  and

spread her legs wide. Switching on the lamp, she let it highlight

the  lush pinkness of her open pussy and felt the cool night  air

blowing  across  the wet lips. Spreading herself  open  with  her

fingers, she watched the effect it had on the couple in the other

apartment.





     The sight of Connie's pussy had an immediate effect on  Don,

and  he  felt  his cock come alive in  Carolyn's  mouth.  He  had

suspected she was there, but this had been the first sign. As his

cock grew to full strength, Carolyn released it and looked up  at

him.



     "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked.



     Don  nodded and lay down beside her. Immediately, she  threw

her leg over him and straddled his cock. Raising up slightly, she

eased  his  penis into her wet pussy and  began  slowly  fucking.

Suddenly, she froze.



     "My God!" she exclaimed. "I can't believe it!"



     "What?"



     "There's  a  girl  over  there. I  mean  she's  jerking  off

and...Oh my God!"



     "What?"



     "Don, she's been watching us!"



     Don worked his hips so that his cock moved slowly in and out

of her as she stared into the night.



     "What's she doing?" he asked.



     "She's, she's got three fingers in her cunt! I can't believe

it! I mean...Do you know her?"



     "Uh huh."



     "Who is she?"



     "Connie. She lives there. I guess she likes to peek."



     Carolyn  was  becoming more excited as she watched  and  her

pert  ass answered Don's long thrusts with a pulsating rhythm  of

its own, her eyes fixed on the scene across the way.



     "Did you ever fuck her?" she asked in a strange voice.



     "Yes," Don replied.



     Carolyn's  pussy  swallowed  his cock to the  hilt  and  she

ground her clitoris into his pubic hair.



     "Did you know she was watching us?"



     "I wasn't sure. Does it bother you?"



     "I...I  don't know. It makes me feel funny, though. Sort  of

embarrassed  but excited at the same time. I think I'm  going  to

come!"



     Her ass stroked faster and faster as she talked and Don felt

his own orgasm coming on strongly. Carolyn made little sounds  as

she started to come and he grasped her ass roughly and pumped  up

into  her as his come spurted into her pussy. As  they  subsided,

she  remained on top of him, her ass poised high in the  air  and

partially  turned  to exposed her dripping pussy to the  eyes  of

whoever might be watching from the dimly lighted window.  Phantom

fingers were strumming the pink clitoris so fast they had  become

a blur as Carolyn reached down and milked the last drops of  come

from Don's cock.



     After a long while, she spoke.



     "What's she like?"



     "Connie?"



     "Is that her name?"



     "She's  nice,"  Don told her. "She's  pleasant  and  pretty,

too. And she gets very horny!"



     "I can't believe we let her watch us like that. And the  way

she had the light on herself...Don, do you two do this often?"



     "First time, actually. I didn't know it was going to happen.

Connie  is  a rather sensuous woman. Like other  people  I  could

name!  Not  that you'd ever consider doing  anything  quite  like

that."



     "What are you trying to say?"



     "Nothing. Except I noticed you didn't stop."



     "Why  should I. She wasn't hurting anybody. I kind of  liked

it."

     "Kind of?"



     "A lot."



     "How much is a lot?"



     "What  are you trying to get me to say, Don. I came,  didn't

I? After all I was getting a damned good fuck at the time!"



     "Would you like to meet her?"



     "Don!"



     "Would you?"



     "I don't know. Maybe. I mean, you said she was nice."



     "She's a very sensuous woman, Carolyn."



     Carolyn's  face became serious for a moment and  she  looked

directly at Don.



     "I  am, too," she said very softly and bent to lick  one  of

his nipples in an effort to underscore her meaning.



     "Would you like to meet her?" he repeated.



     Carolyn was very quiet for a few minutes. When she  replied,

her voice was clear and strong."



     "All right," she said. "are you going to call her?"



     "We both will," he replied and tugged her to her feet.



     Standing  together, they waved across the way  and  motioned

for  Connie  to  join them. When the tiny light went  out  and  a

moment  later another light elsewhere in the apartment  came  on,

they knew she was on her way.



     "I  hope you know what you're doing," Carolyn  breathed  and

shivered as Don ran his hand down her back to stroke her behind.





     Connie took a deep breath and knocked on the door. If anyone

had  ever suggested that she would be walking into  an  apartment

wearing nothing but a raincoat to meet a man she hardly  knew and

a woman who was a perfect stranger, she would have told them they

were  insane. But here she was. After watching the two  of  them,

she knew she could not resist their invitation to join them.  The

door  opened to reveal a dimly lit room and Don's  face  appeared

from  behind  it.  She  knew he was naked  behind  the  door  and

shrugged out of her coat as she entered. When she turned to  kiss

him, she was as naked as he.



     "Hello, stranger," he murmured as he stroked her full body.



     "Having fun?" she asked.



     "She's in the bedroom," Don told her.



     Connie  fondled his penis as she walked toward  the  bedroom

door and he cupped her ample breast as she walked. As she entered

the  room, she saw the woman had slipped between the  covers  and

was turned away from her.



     "I'm Connie," she said tentatively.



     "This is Carolyn," Don told her. "I think she's shy."



     "I'm  not shy!" Carolyn objected as she turned over and  sat

up. "I just never did anything like this before."



     Connie  smiled  as  she saw the woman's  face.  Carolyn  was

pretty and as the sheet slipped down, she saw her petite body and

small  breasts puckered with excitement. Carolyn smiled  back  at

her.



     "Did you enjoy the show?" she asked.



     Connie blushed unexpectedly.



     "Yes I did, actually. You're very exciting."



     "So  are  you,"  Carolyn replied as  her  eyes  roamed  over

Connie's  large  body, coming to rest on the auburn down  at  the

juncture of her thighs.



     As  Carolyn watched, Connie shifted her weight  slightly  to

allow  Don's  hand to grope her wet pussy and slide  two  fingers

into  her  cunt.  The  smaller woman's  eyes  widened  as  Connie

involuntarily  moaned  and thrust her abdomen  in  tiny,  jerking

motions.  Don leaned forward to capture a large breast  with  his

lips  and  suck the nipple in and out of his mouth,  tonguing  it

wetly. He slowly forced Connie down on the bed as Carolyn crawled

out  of the covers and positioned herself beside  them,  watching

Connie's  face intently as Don continued to finger-fuck  her.  In

less than a minute, Connie began to come and reached out to  hold

Carolyn's  shoulders  as the waves of pure pleasure  washed  over

her.



     "I'm  sorry,"  she  whispered as  she  regained  control  of

herself.



     "It's  all  right,' Carolyn told her softly.  "Did  it  feel

good? It looked like it was wonderful!"



     "It  was!"  Connie assured her. "I just meant that  I  don't

want to make you feel uncomfortable."



     "Don't  be  silly!" Carolyn replied and kissed  her  on  the

cheek,  making  sure  her  breasts  came  in  full  contact  with

Connie's.



     Don took advantage of the moment to put his arms around both

women  and take turns kissing them. Someone's hand  captured  his

cock. He was not sure whose it was, but did not care. Connie  was

making  small sounds in her throat as Carolyn kissed one  of  her

large breasts. He gently opened Connie's thighs and the hand  led

his  cock to the pouting lips of her pussy as  Carolyn's  fingers

parted  them  and urged his cockhead inside  the  girl.  Delicate

fingers  massaged his balls as he slid deep inside the big  woman

and  he felt Carolyn's tongue teasing the base of his cock as  he

fucked.  Connie's tongue had driven deep into his mouth  and  was

dueling with his own.



     When  he  came again, both women shared the warm  juices  as

they  spurted  out  of him and splashed  across  their  lips  and

breasts.  Licking one another off, they did not stop  until  they

were busily devouring one another's pussy as Don watched. He  had

always  suspected Carolyn would be a passionate lover, but  never

really thought she would be as lascivious as his sensuous  neigh-

bor.  Nor had he suspected that she would be as bisexual  as  she

was.  After Connie arrived, Carolyn had paid surprisingly  little

attention to him and concentrated on the other girl's breasts and

pussy.  Connie, on the other hand, had stayed true to her  nature

and paid Don's cock the attention it craved, sucking it deep into

her throat and rolling his balls between her lips.



     Finally,  the three of them lay side by side, exhausted  and

covered with perspiration.



     "I like your friends," Carolyn told him and squirmed  around

to give Connie a kiss.



     "So  do  I," Don agreed and ran his hand over  Connie's  wet

bush.



     Connie hugged both of them tightly and closed her eyes.  Her

orgasm had left her only partially satisfied, and Carolyn's warm,

tight  body glowed like a warm coal beside her. Under  her  hand,

though, Don's cock curled soft and small as she kneaded  lightly.

it  would take more than casual excitement to bring it up  again,

she knew. Carolyn, however was already beginning to pulsate gent-

ly  against her. Boldly, she let her fingers run along the  crack

of  the smaller woman's ass and dip between her thighs to  caress

the damp flesh of her vagina. She was rewarded by a pair of  soft

lips on her nipples and knowing fingers probing her own pussy  as

Carolyn rose to the occasion.





     Moments  later,  they  had  shifted  position  with  Carolyn

mounted  atop her, busily licking her wide-open pussy  while  she

probed  the  other woman's cunt with her tongue and  fingers.  As

Carolyn sucked her clitoris like a tiny cock, Connie did the same

to her and felt the woman humping her pussy into her mouth as she

reached down and forced Carolyn's face deeper into her crotch.



     Laying  on  top of Connie brought back  memories  from  many

years for Carolyn. Marsha had been her best friend for as long as

she  could  remember, and the two girls had  grown  up  together.

Therefore, when John, Marsha's older brother, took an interest in

the developing Carolyn, it was not so much of a noticeable  event

as  a natural development. The day they kissed, though, she  felt

his  stiff  penis through their clothes and knew  that  something

important had happened. John was two years older than the  girls,

and more sophisticated than either of them. A popular athlete, he

never lacked for girls friends, but had been taken with the  pert

curve of Carolyn's behind and the upturn of her growing breasts.



     When she accepted his invitation to go to the drive-in  that

night,  she  immediately thought of telling Marsha. But,  for  no

particular  reason, she changed her mind at the last  moment  and

put the telephone back in the cradle. She thought of John's  kiss

for  the rest of the afternoon and, as she relaxed in  the  bath,

she  closed  her  eyes and remembered the feeling  of  his  penis

pressing  against her thigh as their lips pressed  together.  She

wondered  what it looked like and a tight feeling in the  pit  of

her stomach told her that she would soon know!



     He  had kissed her as soon as they pulled into the  drive-in

and  she  answered him savagely, meeting his lips with  a  hungry

pressure  as  he drove his tongue into her mouth  and  his  hands

began  roaming over her body. She let them go and encouraged  him

by  rubbing his chest and arms with her own hands as  her  tongue

met his and tried to delve as deeply into his throat as she could

go.  She whimpered in excitement as he squeezed her breasts,  and

her  hand  pressed  his  closer and  harder.  Not  satisfied,  he

caressed  her behind and rubbed her thighs, reaching the  hem  of

her skirt and sliding it up until her white panties showed.



     Her  own  hand was rubbing his thigh as she waited  for  his

fingers  to climb further up her leg. Suddenly, he took her  hand

in  his and placed it firmly on the hard lump of his  penis.  She

gasped  as  she  felt  it jump under the  smooth  fabric  of  his

trousers, and his hand guided hers in a slow rubbing motion  that

she continued after he let go. His hands went back to her  thighs

and  rubbed  her  soaking pussy through the slick  cloth  of  her

panties. His fingers slipped inside and she felt them probing her

pussy  as  she found the zipper of his trousers.  She  pulled  it

down as John pulled her panties down over her behind and massaged

the  cheeks of her bare ass. She raised up so he could pull  them

the  rest  of the way down and freed his penis as he did  so.  It

sprang out  hard and furious, and her eyes opened wide as she saw

it.



     John guided her hand once more and she felt the smooth  skin

of his cock for the first time as he taught her how to stroke  it

up and down. Reaching down, he freed his balls and she felt their

heavy  softness, feeling them slip away from her  fingers  inside

their  warm sac. His fingers were stroking her pussy by  now  and

she  shifted  her weight again as he opened her lips  and  played

with  her clitoris. His fingers probed her pussy lightly and  she

gasped  as  they touched the delicate membrane of her  hymen  and

pressed softly inward.



     "Be careful. Don't hurt me," she whispered.



     He did not answer but pressed his mouth on hers and she felt

his  tongue  pulsing in and out of her mouth as his  hand  guided

hers up and down his cock to match the rhythm of his tongue.  His

other hand set up a similar pattern on her clitoris until she was

conscious  of  nothing  but the pulsing of his  fingers  and  the

swollen  thickness  of  his cock in her hand.  She  could  hardly

breathe  because of the excitement that was building in her,  and

she broke the kiss finally to look down at the beautiful cock  in

her hand. The head was almost purple and shone darkly as drops of

moisture oozed from the slit in its tip.



     "Suck it!" John Whispered urgently.



     She  looked  at  him to see if he really meant  it.  He  was

sitting with his head thrown back and his eyes closed. There  was

no  question  that  he had meant what he  said.  Very  slowly,she

lowered her head, his fingers still strumming her clitoris.  When

her  closed lips came in contact with the rubbery head he  thrust

upward,  trying to feed her. She let the tip of her tongue  brush

over  it and found the taste to be far from unpleasant. His  hand

on  the back of her head drove her down and she found  her  mouth

filled with is cock and she gagged.



     "I'm sorry," she apologized. "I've never done this before."



     "If you don't like it..."



     "No!"  she objected. "I do like it. It's just that you  have

to let me get used to it!"



     Slowly, she returned to her task. This time she took several

inches  of his cock into her mouth and sucked it as he  had  told

her  to in the beginning. The effect was immediate on him and  he

groaned and twisted his hips, trying to fuck her virgin mouth  as

she  sucked her first cock. She marveled at the hot, spongy  feel

of  the head as it slid over her tongue and felt the  loose  skin

sliding  between her lips as her head tried to match the  furious

pumping of his hips.



     Suddenly, Carolyn became aware of something happening and  a

salty  taste  invaded her mouth as John's cock  shot  streams  of

come. It took a moment for her to realize what was happening  and

then  all the hushed stories she had heard came back to her in  a

heady,  exciting rush. She sucked the throbbing cock with a  ven-

geance to capture drop after drop and swallowed it all  greedily.

As  she sucked, the lovely thing began to wilt in her  mouth  and

John forced her away from it.



     By  the time the movie was halfway over, she had sucked  him

hard  once more and had come in his hand as he frigged  her  cli-

toris to a frenzy. She climbed on top of him and pressed his cock

against the soft down of her cunt and pressed her lips to his  as

he  fumbled between them. She squealed sharply as his cock  pene-

trated her hymen and entered her pussy. Despite the burning  sen-

sation  in  her  pussy, she humped him madly,  feeling  his  cock

pressing  against her cervix. He pulled out of her  abruptly  and

she  felt his come splashing against her stomach as she held  his

cock close to her as he continued to thrust his hips at her.



     It  marked  the beginning of her lifelong  infatuation  with

sex,  and she spent the rest of that year meeting  John  whenever

and  wherever she could. She became expert at  deriving  pleasure

from his and soon learned how to entice him into serving all  her

pleasure points.



     They  were  in John's bedroom when Marsha  discovered  them.

They  had thought they were alone in the house and had wasted  no

time  in getting out of their clothes. Marsha walked in on  them,

they  were in the sixty-nine position with Carolyn kneeling  over

John's mouth as she sucked his cock and jerked him off the way he

especially  loved. Marsha stopped cold as she saw them and  stood

for a moment watching. So busy with one another, they were,  that

neither realized she was there. Carolyn's thighs hid John's view,

and  when she turned her eyes and saw her best  friend  watching,

she  froze, the swollen cock halfway down her throat,  her  hands

cradling his balls.



     Neither girl moved until Marsh licked her lips nervously and

moved her hand to her breast. As she did, Carolyn slid John's red

cock as far into her throat as she could, making him moan as  she

forced  the muscles of her throat to swallow frantically.  As  he

began to come, she lifted her head and used her hand to  pump his

cock  so  that Marsha could see the gobs of come spurting  up  on

Carolyn's face and hair.



     Marsha gasped and fled.



     Carolyn's  orgasm  washed  over her like a  wave  as  John's

tongue  swirled  over her clitoris, and she  came  again,  almost

immediately, grinding her pussy into his face.



     She  found  Marsha in her own room. She was sitting  on  the

edge  of  her bed with tears running down her  cheeks.  At  first

Carolyn had not noticed it, but she soon realized Marsha's  hands

were  in her shorts and the girl was very obviously playing  with

herself as she sat crying.



     "I'm sorry," Carolyn said and sat beside her.



     "It's all right," Marsha sniffled. "It's just..."



     "What?"



     "I can't tell you."



     "Please!  Don't  cry! I didn't want you  to  know!"  Carolyn

pleaded.  She put her arms around Marsha to comfort her and  felt

the  girl's wet cheek against her own. For the first  time,  too,

she became aware of the firmness of her friend's breasts.



     "Oh, Carolyn," Marsha sobbed. It was so...so...Oh, God!  How

could you stand it?"



     "What do you mean?"



     Marsha stopped crying and tried to get ahold of herself.



     "I'm  sorry," she said stiffly. "I guess I got carried  away

seeing  you and Johnnie like that. It's O.K., though.  You're  my

best friend, so I won't get mad."



     Slowly, it began to dawn on Carolyn.



     "You  and Johnnie?" she asked, her voice barely  a  whisper.

They  were still holding one another and Marsha's arms  held  her

closely.



     "Are you mad at me?" Marsha asked in a tiny voice.



     "No! You did it with your brother?"



     "It  wasn't  like  that!" Marsha pleaded. "I  mean,  I  love

Johnnie. Please don't tell anybody. I'd die if anybody else found

out."



     "I won't tell. And don't you!" Carolyn replied. "But..."



     "But what?" Marsha was suddenly alarmed.



     "Well, you saw me with Johnnie. It's not fair unless you let

me see you."



     Marsha's eyes widened.



     "Carolyn! What are you saying?"



     "Nothing.  Just that you have to let me watch you with  him,

just like you watched me. Then we'll be even."



     Marsha looked around as if to make sure they were alone.



     "We, uh...we sort of do everything," she said quietly.



     "So do we."



     "I know. Johnnie told me."



     "You knew we  went all the way?"



     "He  told me when you blew him in the drive-in.  You  really

turned him on! He didn't want any other girl but you. And me,  of

course."



     "Then why did you get so upset just now?"



     "Seeing  you  doing  that to him. It just  made  me  want...

never  mind.  I guess I was just acting silly. And  besides,  you

caught  me playing with myself. I was a little  embarrassed,  and

all. Besides, you're so pretty and I'm so..."



     Carolyn impulsively kissed the other girl and was  surprised

to have the kiss returned. The tip of Marsha's tongue touched her

lips for a second and then the kiss was gone. Carolyn  remembered

the  delicious hot flush that crept through her as  she  realized

what the kiss really meant.



     "You  kiss good," she said. "And besides, I don't  know  why

you think I'm so pretty. Look at you you're breasts are twice  as

big as mine. I bet Johnnie really likes them."



     Marsha smiled and looked down at herself.



     "He likes to suck them," she said. "I love it when he does."



     Carolyn  eyed the larger girl's nipples poking  through  the

light  fabric of her T-shirt. Even at 15, Marsha's  breasts  were

large  and  heavy,  almost as large then as  Connie's  were  now,

Carolyn  thought  to  herself as she reminisced.  And  easily  as

sensitive!  She had giggled mischievously as she tickled  one  of

Marsha's nipples, making the other girl gasp with surprise.



     "Carolyn!"



     "As good as Johnnie?"



     Marsha looked at her coyly.



     "Maybe," she said with a little grin. She was looking  away,

but  her eyes met Carolyn's for a scant moment. The  meaning  was

there, all right. Carolyn saw that look too many times after that

to have forgotten how it affected her then.



     Now it was her turn to become shy.



     "I can be better," she said, lowering her eyes.



     Marsha did not answer but continued to look down at the bed-

covers. Her hands twisted together nervously.



     "Want  to see?" Carolyn pressed. Marsha nodded once  without

looking at her.



     "Promise not to tell anybody?"



     Again, Marsha nodded and Carolyn slid next to her.



     "Lift  up your shirt," she whispered, and when  Marsha  did,

she stared at the full, blue-veined breasts with their pink caps.



     She ran her hands softly over one of them, feeling its  full

weight as she lifted it. Without another word, she bent her  head

and  captured  the turgid nipple and began  sucking,  moving  her

tongue over it. She felt Marsha's own hands tentatively exploring

her  body and when she shifted to the other breast and  continued

sucking,  Marsha  peeled her shirt away and  began  fondling  her

small, hard breasts, too.



     "Am I as good as Johnnie?" she asked impishly and went  back

to sucking the excited nipple.



     Marsha's  only answer was a strange sound from deep  in  her

throat and the movement of her hands to Carolyn's shorts. Without

taking  her lips away from Marsha's tits, she shifted her  weight

and  allowed the girl to run her hand down inside her panties  to

caress her pussy.



     When  John found them, Carolyn recalled, they  were  wearing

only  their panties, and had only slipped them back on when  they

heard him coming.



     Connie moved sinuously beneath her and Carolyn slid her fin-

gers  into the soft mat of pubic hair between the girl's  thighs.

She had always enjoyed the bodies of larger women, a  throw-back,

she was sure, to her years with Marsha and John. Don had rejoined

them and was assisting Connie in ministering to Carolyn's  pussy,

tonguing  it deeply as Connie sucked her clitoris. It was a  rare

combination of effects she especially loved and wondered why  she

had never before recognized just how sexy a man Don was. They had

known  one another for several years and had just now decided  to

see one another socially. Tonight, she had been hoping for a nice

lay, but this was much, much more than she had bargained for.



     Don  tasted the heady aroma of Carolyn's pussy  and  pressed

his  tongue  further inside her. His cheek  was  pressed  against

Connie's  and  he  could feel the muscles of  her  jaw  and  face

working  as she sucked her pink clitoris. He put his  arm  around

Connie and cupped her large breast, pressing his still-limp  cock

against  her ample ass. She tensed her muscles, pinching  it  be-

tween  the  smooth,  firm cheeks. As the two  of  them  continued

eating  Carolyn,  he felt his cock begin to slowly  grow  as  the

warmth  of Connie's ass filled him. She, too, was becoming  aware

of the stiffening prick between her cheeks as she began to make a

slow, rubbing motion with her hips. Carolyn's lips and tongue  at

her cunt also enhanced her rhythm and Don knew her orgasm was not

far off.



     Connie  reminded him of someone else he had once  known  and

loved.  They  were much younger then, but Sue had  had  the  same

wide,  ample  body and the full, pendulous  breasts  that  marked

Connie  so  distinctively. They had met at a party and  each  had

left their own date to slip away. Taken with the wildness of  the

moment,  they had gone to his apartment and necked heavily  until

he slipped his hand inside her bra to feel her nipples. He winced

in pleasure as he remembered the way she had grabbed his hand and

pressed  it hard against her warm flesh. Reaching behind her,  he

unhooked  her  bra even as she was pulling her sweater  over  her

head  and  immediately  kissed  the huge  nipples  as  they  came

tumbling  into  view. Sue's breasts hung low and  pendulous,  the

tips crowned with dark brown aureolae and huge nipples that stood

out like corks. He lifted one of her breasts with both hands  and

devoured  it,  sucking as much soft flesh into his  mouth  as  he

could hold.



     As he licked and sucked her breasts, Sue's hands tentatively

roamed  to  the  waistband of his trousers  and  lingered  there.

Without leaving her breasts, he ran his right hand down her  back

and  slipped it inside her slacks to feel the soft flesh  of  her

ass.  As he did, she expertly undid his belt and pulled down  his

zipper  she grasped his raging cock at the same moment  he  found

the  wet  folds  of her pussy. As he frigged her  wet  hole,  she

pulled  away and bent over to take his cock in her mouth  to  run

her  tongue the full length of the big vein swelling beneath  it.

Sue  had always sucked his cock better than anyone in  the  world

until he met Connie. It had been years since he had seen her, but

he could still feel her lips and tongue urging the juices out  of

his balls.



     He cold also remember her big, soft body as she loomed  over

him,  rubbing her breasts all over his face and chest,  her  soft

ass massaging his stomach and thighs until her pussy captured the

head  of  his  cock  and drew its full  length  into  her.  Their

relationship  was based on lust, by their own design and  desire.

They  put  no bounds on their lust, except to honor  the  other's

decision  to say "No" to anything. As far as Don could  remember,

it was a word that neither of them ever used.



     Carolyn's  spasms told him she was coming again, and  Connie

was  making  tiny  sounds as she glued her  lips  to  the  girl's

clitoris.  Don's  cock had come to a full  erection  and  pressed

against  the tender flesh inside of Connie's thighs.  She  opened

her  legs  and  let the head slip against her own  wet  cunt  and

reached down to stroke his balls with her finger-tips. They  were

wet  and heavy as he pushed his cock far into her open  pussy.  A

sudden intrusion of Carolyn's lips and tongue across Don's  balls

caused her to withdraw her fingers. Immediately, she felt Carolyn

licking  her pussy, tasting the heavy juices that Don's cock  was

forcing  from her, and exciting her clitoris as the  broad  penis

inside her stretched her vagina.



     Don  was  on his knees now, seriously  fucking  Connie  from

behind, feeling the full mounds of her broad buttocks against his

abdomen everytime he thrust into her. Carolyn was licking the two

of  them as they worked and he knew his third orgasm was  shortly

forthcoming  as her tongue worked to send the thick, white  juice

up  into his cock. It was better than even Sue had been.  Despite

Sue's fantasy to be ganged-fucked, they had never had anyone join

them and Don did not even know whether Sue would have liked it or

not. But Connie left no doubt. She was the perfect complement for

him.  He  wondered what she would be like by  herself,  and  then

remembered  the  phenomenal  blow-job she had given  him  in  her

apartment.



     Just  before he came, he slipped his cock out of  her  pussy

and fucked it against her clit. Carolyn licked the dripping  head

as well as Connie's wet cunt as he began to come again. The  come

spurted out of him and across Connie's pubic hair. Carolyn caught

most  of  it  in her mouth and crawled up to kiss  both  of  them

deeply.  Both Connie and Don tasted the mixture of male come  and

pussy  juice in her mouth as they took turns spearing their  ton-

gues deeply inside her.



     Connie half-woke as Carolyn kissed her goodbye and left  the

apartment. Don kissed her too and promised to let her sleep until

he came back, and she lazily closed her eyes and let them go. The

next time she woke, Don's naked body was sliding into bed  beside

her  and he pressed warm and strong beside her. She  wiggled  her

ass  contentedly as he pressed up against her. Sighing, she  went

back to sleep. When she awoke again, the sun was shining brightly

in the open window and Don was sucking one of her breasts. A  cup

of coffee and a glass of orange juice were on the bedstand.



     "Good  morning," she murmured and reached for the  class  of

juice. Don beat her to it, though, and knelt beside her, his cock

stiff and dark.



     Taking  his cock, he dipped it in the glass of orange  juice

and  then  presented it to her to suck clean. When  she  did,  he

repeated  the exercise again and again until she held  him  still

and sucked him vigorously.



     "Not so fast!" he warned her. "I have limits, you know!"



     She leaned back and laughed.



     "Hand  me  my coffee," she told him. "And don't  scald  your

dick in it, either!"



     He chuckled and handed the cup to her.



     "How was your trip last night?" she asked.



     "To  Carolyn's place? Fine. She likes you, she says. I  just

took a chance, actually. When I saw you watching us, I figured if

she  didn't like it, she could leave early. I didn't realize  she

was as into it as she is!"



     "She  seems  nice, but I think I might be giving  the  wrong

idea  of myself," Connie said. "I'm actually a very  conservative

person. You just seem to bring out secrets that I thought no  one

could find! You seem to enjoy them so much, I guess it's O.K. But

last night I got a little worried a couple of times."



     Don kissed her.



     "You're  more than any man could ever hope to dream of!"  he

assured  her. "You're probably the most exciting woman I've  ever

met."



     Connie pinched his ribs playfully.



     "That's  why  you  call me so much!" she  retorted.  "I  was

beginning  to  think...well,  I'm  glad  we  caught  each   other

tonight."



     Don nodded and kissed her again.



     "I'm sorry," he told her simply and slipped into bed  beside

her.



     Connie put her coffee down very carefully and rolled  toward

him.  Wordlessly, he slid his body on top of hers as  she  opened

her thighs to him. His cock was already stiff and he slid it into

her wet pussy without delay, sinking it in as far as it would go.

He could feel the muscles of her vagina squeezing around it as he

began  to draw it out again. Her hands were firmly upon his  ass,

guiding his speed and pulling him into her as deeply as she could

urge him.



     They  fucked slowly and deliberately, all  concentration  on

the juncture of their bodies, he reveling in the smooth tightness

of  her pussy, and she in the plunging friction of his wide cock.

He  made  little  whimpering sounds as he came  in  her  and  she

answered him with her own orgasm moments later. As his soft  cock

slipped out, she felt the mixture of their juices seep out of her

and slide down into the crack of her ass. As they lay quietly  in

their  afterglow,  she let her fingers creep down  to  touch  her

tender cunt and feel the slippery flesh between her thighs.  Then

they slept.



     Connie awoke with a warm feeling and quickly recognized that

she  was captured in the arms of a man who was holding  her  from

behind  and  stroking her right breast. His  cock  pressed  hotly

against  the  tender  flesh  of  her  behind,  which  she   moved

seductively against him, and felt the hard penis jump against her

ass.  Her  skin was caked with dried come and it cracked  as  she

moved.



     "Where's  the  bathroom?"  she asked, and  got  out  of  bed

reluctantly.



     She was about to return to bed when he met her at the door.



     "Shower-time!" he announce and she allowed him to steer  her

back into the bathroom and entered the shower stall.



     The  warm  water cascaded them and Don began  lathering  her

body  with a rich smelling soap. She braced herself  against  the

side of the shower stall as his fingers slipped between her  legs

and  soaped the tender folds of her vagina. Taking the soap,  she

lathered her hands and then rubbed his cock and balls until  they

were  white with suds. He knelt and carefully scrubbed  each  leg

and,  turning  her around, soaped her back and her  wide  bottom,

taking special care to run his hands over her round buttocks  and

down into the tender flesh of her pussy.



     Turning  around,  she did the same to him, starting  at  the

back  of  his  neck and working her way  down  to  his  buttocks.

Slipping  her hand between his legs, she soaped his  balls  well,

feeling  their  weight  in the palm of her hand.  She  moved  her

fingers and felt them sliding away from her touch. Resoaping  her

hands,  she smoothed his ass once more, groping as intimately  as

he had, until her turned and took her in his arms.



     His  cock  was stiff once again, and she broke the  kiss  to

kneel  before  him.  The water rained down on  her  face  as  she

engulfed his cock and began sucking him with long, slow  strokes.

His hands entwined in her wet hair as he moved with her  questing

mouth. He made her break the embrace before coming, however,  and

pulled  her  out of the shower to kneel on the soft  rug  on  the

bathroom  floor.



     Without  a  word he knelt behind her and entered  her  pussy

with  a single stroke and began fucking her deeply. She  put  her

hands under her to feel his cock going in and out, and rubbed the

tip of her clitoris as he fucked her. Her orgasm was beginning to

build when he suddenly stopped and pulled out of her.



     "I  can't get enough of you!" he gasped. "Let's get back  in

bed!"



     "Let's dry off first," she laughed. "I'm freezing to death!"



     He  laughed and wrapped her in an oversized bath towel,  and

gave  her  another  to fold around her soaking  hair.  He  rubbed

himself  dry  and led her back to the bed. She sat  down  on  the

bedside  and began rubbing her hair dry as he knelt in  front  of

her and parted her thighs. Sliding forward so that her ass was on

the  very  edge,  she exposed her gaping cunt to  his  mouth  and

closed  her eyes as he expertly sucked her clitoris and then  ran

his  tongue the length of her pussy. His fingers tickled her  ass

and  her  clitoris as his tongue delved into the  depths  of  her

slit.



     Don felt her legs tremble as she came again and again  while

he  ate her.  He tasted the heady aroma of her cunt and  realized

just  how unique and delicious her pussy was. He sucked her  clit

into  his  mouth and heard her making low, panting sounds  as  he

continued making her come. Finally, he stood up and kissed her on

the lips.



     "Sit  down," she whispered and quickly changed  places  with

him.



     She  looked  closely  at his red cock and  the  heavy  balls

beneath it. It was fringed by curly brown hair, and a light  down

covered  his  balls.  She  wet her tongue and  ran  it  over  the

wrinkled sac hanging between his legs. Lifting his balls, she ran

her tongue over the sensitive place just behind them and felt his

body  react.  She worked back up over his balls  and  licked  the

length of his cock, using her fingers to milk out a tiny drop  of

clear juice for her to taste.



     Secretly,  Connie  prided herself on being  an  accomplished

cocksucker  who  loved her work! She had first learned  about  it

when she was in the back seat of George Pauley's car. He had come

in her mouth and she had been furious and made him take her right

home.  She went immediately to her room that night and lay  awake

shaking in excitement thinking about what she had just done,  and

tasting  the  lingering  traces of come.  She  could  still  hear

George's  breath coming in quick pants and the whimpering  sounds

he  made  as the gobs of come flooded her mouth.  She  put  three

fingers  in  her cunt and brought herself to  such  a  shattering

orgasm that her mother had knocked on her bedroom door to see  if

she was all right.



     It was not until a few months later, though, that she really

learned what it was really all about and how much she enjoyed it.

She  was  staying with her aunt and uncle for a  week  while  her

parents  were away, and had been enjoying her stay as she  always

did.  She and her Aunt Carlie had been shopping and  sightseeing,

and  doing  things together like going to  lunch  in  fashionable

restaurants  that had made Connie feel very grown-up and  sophis-

ticated.  Carlie was several years younger than  Connie's  mother

and  more of an older sister than an aunt to Connie. The  two  of

them laughed and swapped stories, Carlie always interested in her

niece's latest doings.



     One  afternoon, they were sitting in an outdoor cafe  having

an ice cream soda when Carlie suddenly winked and nodded toward a

young  man  walking by. Connie looked at him  keenly,  trying  to

discern what her aunt was looking at. The man was rather handsome

with  a  good build and dark, curly hair.  Connie  found  herself

rather interested as he passed.



     "Great  buns!" her aunt remarked and Connie blushed  as  she

realized she was watching him with more than passing interest.



     "Don't  tell  me you hadn't noticed," she teased  the  girl.

"When I was your age, I..."



     She  let her voice trail off as she  grinned  mischievously.

Connie blushed crimson and looked down at her ice cream. Her aunt

patted her forearm reassuringly.



     "Don't tell me you don't have any boyfriends!"



     Connie shrugged.



     "I go out sometimes," she answered.



     "Good  God, he's sweet!" her aunt said looking at the  young

man again. "I'll bet he's hung like a horse!"



     "Aunt Carlie!" Connie exclaimed.



     "What's  the  matter?" she laughed. "Do you think  you  kids

have  a  monopoly on sex? Us old ladies like to  look  too!  Just

don't tell Jack I was checking out the local talent. He seems  to

think I should be blind!"



     Connie grinned. She liked Carlie just because the woman made

her feel she was on her level and not a child. She had had a  lot

more  intimate conversation with her girlfriends, of course,  but

talking so frankly with her aunt made her feel even more mature.



     "I won't tell him, Aunt Carlie."



     "That's  O.K.,"  the  woman conceded.  "You  probably  liked

that kid better than I did! Myra better keep her eye on you!"



     Again Connie blushed.



     "You little devil!" Aunt Carlie teased. "You're way ahead of

all  of  us, aren't you? Tell your Aunt Carlie all  about  it.  I

can't wait to hear what goodies you've been into."



     And so the afternoon went on until Connie had confessed  her

recent fun and games to her aunt who, in turn, confided in Connie

about some of the affairs she had had as a teen-ager. When Connie

asked  about her current activities, however, Carlie changed  the

subject  and the two of them left the cafe and went home.  Connie

knew  she had touched on something that her aunt found  extremely

sensitive,  and  Connie  was more than certain  that  Carlie  was

having an affair with someone.



     Connie  ran  her tongue the length of Don's  cock  and  then

poked  the tip of it under the ridge of its large,  spongy  head.

Softly, she covered it with her lips and ran her tongue into  the

tiny  slit. She loved the feel of a man's glans in her mouth  and

squeezed the shaft with her hand to make the head swell large and

firm.  Don  arched his back as she slid the cock  deep  into  her

throat. His pubic hair tickled her nose as she sucked contentedly

on the throbbing cock.



     "Can you wait a couple of minutes? I have to run inside  and

see about some business," her aunt had said as they pulled up  in

front of a small office building. It housed a real estate office,

primarily and Connie waited as her aunt went inside.



     As  the  time passed, she grew more restless  and  began  to

worry as thirty minutes went by. Finally, she got out of the  car

and  went into the office. There was no one in the outer  office,

but  she  could hear her aunt's voice very  clearly  coming  from

behind a closed door.



     "Oh  God!  I love that!" she was saying and  a  man's  voice

responded, so muffled that Connie could not make out what he  was

saying.



     Connie  tiptoed over to the door and opened it a tiny  crack

to peek through. Her aunt sat on a desk. Her blouse was open  and

her breasts hung bare. Her shirt was pulled above her waist and a

man knelt between her thighs, his face buried in her bush. Connie

flushed  with excitement as she saw his pants were down  and  his

hand was stroking his erect cock as he ate her aunt's pussy.  His

cock  was broad and long; it seemed gigantic compared  to  George

Pauley's. Connie stared at it as he stroked it back and forth.



     As she watched, he stood up, and her aunt slid off the  desk

to kneel before him and suck his cock into her mouth. He held her

head and fucked in and out while she stroked his ass and  soothed

his swaying balls. Finally she stood up.



     "Fuck  me,  Stan," she gasped as she sat back on  the  desk,

opening her legs for him. Connie saw the pink lining of her  cunt

as she opened the lips to accommodate his cock. The man drove  it

into  her as the girl watched in breathless excitement.  She  had

never seen anyone fucking before and watching her aunt taking the

fat cock into her pussy was almost more than she could bear.



     Suddenly  the  man's hips began moving  incredibly  fast  he

began grunting with passion.



     "Oh yes! Come in me," Aunt Carlie panted. "Shoot it all!"



     Connie  could see her hands digging into the man's  buttocks

as her aunt pulled him closer and closer. Her feet were suspended

in  the air, pumping furiously in time to his thrusting hips  and

she squealed as he stopped and shuddered.



     "Oh  Christ!" Carlie exclaimed. "I left my niece out in  the

car. She'll think I got lost!"



     "You're too much, Carlie!" the man exclaimed and Connie  saw

them  straighten up and adjust their clothes. When her  aunt  re-

turned  to  the car, Connie was conveniently  asleep  and  smiled

sweetly as the woman got into the car.



     As  they  drove toward home, they passed another  young  man

walking beside them.



     "Great buns," Connie remarked pointedly.



     "I  suppose," her aunt replied and then looked at her  oddly

for  a moment. Neither spoke again until they were  nearly  home.

Then Aunt Carlie cleared her throat and began.



     "I'm trying to prepare a little surprise for Uncle Frank, so

maybe  we  shouldn't  tell him about the stop we  made  today.  I

wouldn't want him to put two and two together and ruin it."



     Connie nodded and looked down at the floor.



     "I'm  sorry I was so long," her aunt continued. "I just  got

involved and couldn't get out of there!"



     "I know," Connie murmured.



     Her aunt smiled wryly.



     "Stan has nice buns," Connie added and winked impishly.



     "Connie! Don't tell me you...Oh my God!"



     Her  aunt had to pull the car over to the side of  the  road

while  she  got ahold of herself. And Connie rolled her  eyes  in

fear that she had gone too far.



     Her  Aunt Carlie leaned back and looked at the roof  of  the

car.



     "I'm so embarrassed," she said. "I don't know what to say."



     "You  don't  have to say anything," Connie  answered.  "It's

O.K.  I love you, Aunt Carlie. I know you must love him, too,  or

you wouldn't..."



     "Oh,  you don't know!" her aunt laughed. "Connie,  you  just

don't  know! Frank is a nice guy, but he's...well, he's  sort  of

boring,  if  you know what I mean. I wouldn't hurt him  for  any-

thing,  but Stan just turns me to water. I mean, I would do  any-

thing for him!"



     "I think I know what you mean," Connie told her. "I wouldn't

think  of saying anything to Uncle Frank. Are you going to  leave

him and marry Stan?"



     Carlie looked at her and shook her head.



     "Stanley is not the kind of man a girl marries, Connie.  The

reason  he  screws so great is that he gets a  lot  of  practice.

Marriage isn't going to change that man... I shouldn't be talking

to  you like this. You're liable to get the wrong idea.  Marriage

is supposed to be different, isn't it?"



     Connie  shrugged. She could still picture her aunt  kneeling

in  front of the man as he fucked her mouth. Her underpants  were

soaked from her excitement and she wished her aunt would hurry on

home so she could go to her room and change, and maybe stroke the

burning place between her thighs. But her aunt needed her - what?

Approval?  Forgiveness?  Perhaps, thought Connie as  she  thought

back the conversation they had had at lunch, her aunt was  really

seeking some sort of complicity, an ally or a compatriot.  Connie

swallowed hard and looked at the woman.



     "I  sort of liked watching you," she said quietly.  "It  was

kind of like I was watching what I wanted to do, if you know what

I mean."



     "Connie,  don't say that... besides, I don't know  what  you

saw," her aunt replied.



     "I saw you blow him," Connie said quickly and waited to  see

what she would say. To her relief and surprise, Carlie smiled and

looked back at her.



     "It must run in the family," she said. "We Munson women  are

born cocksuckers, it seems. Yes, Stan has a most wonderful  cock,

Connie.  I'm sure, though, that someday you'll find  one  equally

delightful. Now we have to be going. We'll talk about this again.

Believe me, we will!"



     Connie  had stopped sucking Don's cock, not wanting  him  to

come too quickly and was slowing and torturously licking the line

between  his  balls and his ass as she tickled his  hole  with  a

fingertip. Don had a nice cock, she mused. Just enough more  than

a mouthful to be exciting and so smooth and delicious. She closed

her eyes and let her thoughts wander back to her Aunt Carlie once

more.



     Two  days later, Aunt Carlie told Connie she had a  surprise

for her and later that afternoon, formally introduced her to Stan

and  her surprise - Stan's nephew, Phillip. They were  at  Stan's

apartment overlooking a large park, and Carlie suggested the  two

them take a walk to get better acquainted.



     Connie ran her tongue the length of Don's cock once more and

remembered  the feel of Phillip's cock when she first took it  in

her mouth. It was bigger than George's, almost as big as  Stan's,

she  always thought. She sucked Phillip until he was almost ready

to come and then sat up on the couch and pulled her dress up  for

him  to lick her pussy. As he burrowed into her cunt,  she  could

hear her aunt being fucked in the bedroom. Either by accident  or

design they had left the bedroom door partially ajar, and  Connie

could  see glimpses of flesh as the couple inside moved back  and

forth on the bed.



     She  remembered Phillip's naked body as he stood before  her

and  stripped her dress and bra from her and tossed them  on  the

floor  beside  her panties, and she remembered the  feel  of  his

thick,  sweet  cock as it entered her pussy for the  first  time,

sliding all the way in while her aunt's moans came from the  bed-

room.  She had come almost immediately, and Phillip came  shortly

thereafter,  causing a river of sperm to run down the  inside  of

her thighs.



     She  got  up  and  walked naked to  the  bathroom  and  felt

Phillip's  eyes on her ass as she went. Inside the bathroom,  she

put two fingers to her pussy and tasted the delicious mixture  of

juices still running out of her. Then she peed and wiped herself.

On  her way back to Phillip, she paused beside the  bedroom  door

and  peered inside. Her aunt was kneeling over Stan's chest,  his

face covered by her hairy cunt as she took his cock deep into her

throat and massaged his balls as she sucked him.



     Unconsciously,  she  had  opened the door  wider  to  watch,

stroking her clitoris at the same time. A moment later, Phillip's

hands  captured  her  breasts and she felt the tip  of  his  cock

poking  into  the deep crack between her  buttocks.  Arching  her

back, she reached behind her to guide it lower to where her pussy

still dripped with the excitement of watching her aunt go down on

her lover. Phillip moved behind her and his cock entered her cunt

from behind with such force that she gasped.



     Her  aunt had looked up at her with a panicky, worried  look

on  her  face,  and then had smiled as  their  eyes  met.  Connie

reached  between her legs and held Phillip's balls as he  groaned

in  pleasure  while  he humped against her  ass.  Carlie's  smile

turned  into a pouting "O" as she went back to the erect cock  in

her hands. She proceeded to give Connie her first real lesson  in

cocksucking  then, as she licked her lover's cock and balls,  and

finally  urged streams of white come out of him -  streams  which

she  quickly gobbled up as Connie watched in  amazement.  Phillip

had  long since come, and his juices were again running down  the

inside of her legs.



     Her  aunt  was  milking her lover's  cock  into  her  mouth,

straining  to  capture the last of the succulent white  cream  he

shot. Bits of the fluid seeped at the corner of her mouth as  she

closed  her eyes in obvious ecstasy. Connie watched  the  woman's

throat working as she tried to swallow the length of Stan's cock.

With  Phillip's semi-hard cock pressing her ass, she watched  her

aunt  with  growing excitement and slowly dropped to  her  knees,

turning  to  capture the boy's penis in her hands.  Watching  her

aunt  out  of the corner of her eye, she  sucked  the  still-soft

organ into her mouth and felt it jerk alive on her tongue.



     Carlie  smiled  as she watched her niece going down  on  the

handsome lad. She wiggled her ass as Stan's tongue swirled around

her clitoris, bringing her closer and closer to climax.  Connie's

mother  was  a demure prig of a woman, just the opposite  of  her

hot-blooded  little sister. Carlie recognized herself  in  Connie

and  had vowed to help the girl out from under the moral  tyranny

of  her  mother. It was, after all, an aunt's duty  to  help  her

niece  enter the mysteries of womanhood, she told herself as  she

weighed Stan's balls in her fingers.



     Connie  had held onto Phillip's hips as he fucked her  mouth

and  tried  to counter his movements with her  own,  feeling  the

luscious cock slipping back and forth between her tongue and  the

roof  of her mouth. When he suddenly broke the rhythm  to  thrust

deep into her throat, she gagged and choked, gasping to catch her

breath.  She could hear her aunt snickering softly from  the  bed

and turned crimson with embarrassment. Later, Carlie had told her

how  to avoid choking on an over-exuberant man, but it  would  be

some years before she learned to deep-throat.



     Connie was a cocksucker from a long line of cocksuckers. She

had taken naturally to her calling and with the prompting of  her

lascivious  aunt,  became a mistress to her  oral  desires.   Don

moaned loudly as he shot a stream of white come into the air. She

quickly  brought her thoughts back to business and  captured  the

erupting  column  in her mouth to taste the second spurt  of  hot

cream.  Don's  body convulsed as he pumped his  orgasm  into  her

sucking mouth.



     Connie  stretched  out on the supine body of her  lover  and

shared  a deep kiss with him, barely flicking their  tongues  to-

gether with his hands wandering over her wide ass. At times  like

these, she forgot how she so often envied the narrow-hipped, thin

girls  who  seemed to steal every show and parade  themselves  as

paragons of feminine beauty. Her man loved her for the big,  soft

woman she was - what she was and who she was. Putting her head on

his  shoulder, she closed her eyes and luxuriated in the feel  of

his hands soothing her satiated body.



     Outside  the  window, birds chirped noisily in  the  morning

sun. She would have to take the time to look at them through  the

binoculars  Don had given her, provided she could stop  listening

to the song of his magnificent trouser lark!



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