Roberta and Jean were lovers from Senior year on. After graduation, they went out together several times a week. While Jean had a steady boyfriend, boys didn't really turn Roberta on. Roberta was happy with Jean who turned her on. Jean was happy with Roberta, who she found out was the best pussy eater in town,. Jean took advantage of Roberta's voyeuristic tendencies. She knew how turned on Roberta got by looking at pretty girls. She loved teasing and getting Roberta hot, because Roberta then gave her a better time when they got home. One Friday it was Roberta's birthday. They had made a date to go out. Jean rang Roberta's doorbell, and waited. Roberta answered the door, dressed in a sexy black pleated miniskirt, with a red blouse, and a gold necklace. She was in a sexy mood, so she wore nylons and a garter belt, with no panties, and black high-heeled shoes. Jean had on a pleated white mini-skirt and black crotchless nylons pantyhose. She had a sweater on, but no bra. She had a big red bow tied around her waist, just above her hips. As they hugged and kissed, Roberta pulled Jean close. She rubbed herself against Jean's breasts and put her hand on the back of Jean's skirt. "I've got a present for you," said Jean, kissing Roberta. "Go ahead. See what's underneath. Open it." While they kissed, Roberta's untied the bow. Her hands moved down Jean's back and she pulled her ass into her so she could do her favorite rubbing trick. Slipping lower, her hands went under Jean's dress. Roberta liked the feel of Jean's silky pantyhose. She rubbed it all over with both hands, while they kissed, and she knew she was getting all turned on. Roberta rubbed against Jean's leg while she massaged her ass. Finally her hand moved way to the back, where she discovered Jean was naked on her rear end. "Oooh. My god, Jean. You're wearing crotchless pantyhose. Mmmh. For me? You know how hot that gets me." She brought her hand under the front of Jean's skirt, and while they kissed, stroked her nylon thigh. Then Roberta moved her hand right onto the front of Jean's pussy. She rubbed her fingers through Jean's pubic hair while they continued to kiss. This got her hotter. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, and she slid a finger down into Jean's pussy. As they continued to kiss and hug, Jean slipped a hand under Roberta's dress, and rubbed her nylon-clad legs. "Two can play this game, darling." Working upwards, she came to Roberta's naked pussy. "Ah, ha. No pantyhose or panties. I should have guessed. Mmmh. That's my little lover. Can't wait to go out can she. But wants to leave herself open for options, huh?" Jean rubbed up and down over Roberta's pubic hair, then down to her clit. Jean kissed Roberta harder. As Jean felt Roberta's moistness build, she inserted a finger into her pussy, moving it around gently. Roberta moaned into Jean's mouth. "Oooh, don't baby. You know that'll get me off. You keep doing that and we won't be going anywhere tonight." They kissed for another minute, before breaking it. Both panting, and very hot and wet. "OK, where do you want to go tonight on your birthday?" Jean asked. "I don't know. Got any ideas?", Roberta said. "Well. You've made me awfully horny. Now its my treat for your present. How about doing something we never do. Something daring and hot. Let's go to a male strip-club. I think we could just put our hands under our skirts while nobody is looking, and have a little fun while we watch them dance." Roberta looked puzzled, almost pouting. "What's the matter, you don't like strip clubs?" "I don't know", said Roberta. "I've never been to one. Does it have to be male." "Oooh, come here my hot little baby. I'm sorry. I forgot." She hugged Roberta and kissed her again, pressing her body against hers. "What kind of a strip club would you like to go to, my horny little lover? Wait, let me guess", Roberta said, looking down into Roberta's eyes. Jean put her tongue in Roberta's mouth. Roberta pressed gently against Jean's leg. "I bet I know what would get you hot. You don't want to see male strippers, huh? No big cocks bulging against their little outfits?" She kissed Roberta again. "Uuh, uuh. No." moaned Roberta, grinding a little harder into Jean's leg. "OK, Let's think. You want to go to a strip club, but not men ... hmmm. But you want it to be daring... and hot. Yes let's not forget hot" Jean again forced her tongue into Roberta's mouth. "Oooh, God. Jean, please stop" Roberta panted, continuing to press herself into her lover. " I know. I know what my little lover wants for her present. Oooh... what a naughty little girl you are, aren't you. I bet my little slut wants to see some girls, doesn't she?" Jean pushed her tongue more forcefully into Roberta's mouth, and pulled her ass so she was tight against Jean's leg. Roberta started moaning and grinding herself desperately into Jean's leg. "You want to go to a girl's strip joint, don't you, Roberta? But wait, that might make me jealous. Would you look at them instead of me?" She kissed Roberta harder. Roberta was clearly in heat now. "Well, it's your birthday. If you want to be a naughty girl, I guess it's your treat. Is that what you want to do? Do you want to see the girls show you their tits and pussies? Let's see if that's what you want." She put her hand under Roberta's skirt and rubbed her clit. "God, your absolutely soaking, baby. That's it, I guessed it. You want me to take you to see some naked girls. Kiss me hard, lover." "How would you like them baby. Young? "Mmmmhh." "Big tits? Small tits?" "Ooooh, Jean, don't." "Long legs Roberta? The kind you could rub off on?" "Aahhh, Oooh" said Roberta. "Do you like big nipples, baby?" Jean continued to french kiss and rub Roberta's ass. Roberta was now moaning loudly. "I know one thing." "What's that", sighed Roberta. "I don't think you care how their breasts look, or how long their legs are, do you." "Huh, what do you mean?" asked Jean. John slipped her tongue deep into Jean's mouth. "What I mean, lover is you don't care as long as they show you their big wet pussies... big wide, open, wet pussies, with a big clit. That's all you need, isn't it?" Roberta said. With that she stuck two fingers forcefully into Roberta's pussy and started jacking her off. "Oooh, oooh, no. Oh, God Jean. Yes. I want to see the young girls. Oh my god, I'm going to cum." With that, Roberta came violently, trembling in Jean's arms. "Oh, God, Jean. That was too much. Why did you do that to me. I've never cum so hard in my life." "I guess I know too many of your little secrets, huh." Jean kissed Roberta tenderly for a minute before saying, "OK, my little pussy lover, let's go find some little pussies to watch for you." The two girls got into Jean's car, Roberta sliding over to the middle, with her arm around Jean. She enjoyed watching Jean drive, especially her watching her nylon clad legs as they moved up and down on the accelerator pedal and brakes. Watching legs usually got her pussy going as much as looking under dresses. They drove to the "Brass Nickel", a classy strip joint out of the county, which was know for girls stripping all the way, and sometimes doing more than that. (None of this "Pasty" stuff for us, as Jean said). It was Ladies Night, so they wouldn't look to strange going in there. Although, as classy as they were dressed, some of the men might have thought they worked there. They walked through the door, and waited until their eyes grew accustomed to the light. Jean had her arm around Roberta's waist, with her hand on Roberta's hip, holding her close. There were a couple of other women there, some with men, but two tables had two women each. Roberta wondered if they were looking for men, or if they were as curious as she was about looking at the strippers. Jean pushed Roberta over to a table right in front of the stage. "Not here", said Roberta, "it's too close." "Sit down love. Better to see your prey." Jean told her. "You know you like closeups, darling. You can tell me if they really enjoy themselves or not." "Jean!" said Roberta, embarrassed. "OK, honey. I'm sorry. But remember, they don't know you. Don't be afraid to look as hard as you want. I'm serious about them enjoying it. I'm told that some of them actually get off doing this." Roberta sat down, and said to Jean "Watch your skirt so the men don't look up it. We're not exactly covered up, you know." Jean laughed, and whispered to her, "You should talk my little cunt lover. Who is it that I found looking up my skirt that day in the library. The girls should be more afraid of you then of the men! It's a good thing I let you have your fun and look at me, wasn't it." Roberta giggled. "I'm not that bad, am I." "I don't know, sweetheart. Let's wait and see." The announcer came on, telling everybody that the next dancer was "Long, Tall Sally." Sally came out, wearing a white evening gown, slit up the side. She was a gorgeous, tall blonde, with small breasts, big hips, and beautiful legs. She was bedecked in jewelry, and had long white gloves on her arms, like the girls who grace the Penthouse centerfold. She had white nylons, and very high heels. The men began to whistle, as the music started. Jean moved closer to Roberta. She whispered, "So what do you think. Is she your type." Roberta was nervous, but starting to feel another sensation as well. "I don't know. I'll tell you in a minute." The fact was, tall blondes were very much Roberta's type. She loved wide hips, and long legs. She also liked small breasts with big nipples. The girl started a graceful bump and grind, slowly removing her gloves and twirling them around. She threw them to the men in the audience. She turned around, and with her hands on her hips, started a very sexy swaying of her rear end, her long leg stretched out to her right. While she did this, she looked over her shoulder sexily. Roberta gasped. "Oh, my goodness." "What's the matter, lover. Like nice rear ends, huh." Her hand went under the table onto Roberta's leg, which she noticed was moving back and forth gently. "Uh, huh" Roberta answered. "Like long legs, too, don't you?" Roberta's hand dropped over Jean's and pressed it firmly in response, almost pushing it into her crotch. Jean felt the warmth. "You better believe it." Roberta almost didn't believe she said that. "Yeah. I remember. You get off rubbing on girls legs, don't you baby?" said Jean. "Oooh God. Jean. Don't. I mean, no. I mean yes. Mmmh. Yes, I like Long legs and tight asses." "Yeah, but what about the part where you like to rub off on them?" whispered Jean. "OK, OK. So I enjoy holding women." said Roberta. "Enjoy isn't the only word that comes to mind, my little cum-buncher." Jean retorted. The blonde then turned around and started unbottoning the top of her evening gown. She slowly peeled the straps off her shoulders, revealing her naked chest, with a white lacy "half-cup" bra. Her nipples were standing out over the cups. She peeled the dress down to her waist, and then danced around the stage bending over, and letting everybody spend time eyeing her breasts. She came over near Roberta's table and looked down. A gleam came in her eye. She bent over, so her cleavage was even more accentuated, and looked directly at Roberta. She then reached up and played with her nipples, grabbing them between her thumb and index fingers, and rolling them until they became about and inch long. She licked her lips and stared right at Roberta as she did this. Roberta's fingers started clenching Jean's hand tighter. "Oh, my God. Oooh Jean" was all Roberta could mutter. Jean's fingers started lightly stroking Roberta's leg, and she whispered "I guess you like big nipples, too, don't you my pussy lover." "Oooh, yes. Oh, honey lover, this is good. Very good" Roberta said. She was clearly getting horny now, and her legs were clenching together. The dancer kept rubbing her nipples in front of Roberta. Then blew her a kiss, and danced away. "I hope you can hold out. She's just started." Jean kidded. Roberta blushed and said, "I hope I'm not too obvious?" Jean turned to pretend to whisper, and licked Roberta's ear. "Go ahead, honey, enjoy yourself. This is your treat. I'm just having fun with you. If she turns you on, go for it. I think she likes you." "Mmmmh, I will, don't worry" said Roberta, "She does turn me on. Alot." Roberta rubbed the back of Jean's hand and pushed it lower on her leg, below her hemline. Jean got the hint, and slid her hand up under Roberta's dress.She gently rubbed the inside of Roberta's left thigh as the dance went on. Roberta's legs started opening slightly. Jean rubbed higher, until her hand was over the tops of Roberta's nylons. She played with Roberta's thigh, as Roberta started to groan and move her legs apart some more. The dancer then unzipped the back of her dress and slipped it down over her hips. She had on a gorgeous satin white garter belt, white stockings, and nothing else. Roberta gasped. She was entranced. Roberta stared between the blonde's legs. Sally was a natural blonde, with beautiful, light, long, fluffy pubic hair. Jean rubbed higher on the inside of Roberta's thigh. Jean leaned over and whispered, "So what's the answer, sweetheart. Do you like blondes, you little pussy slut?" "Oooh yes. Yes I definitely do" answered Roberta, as her legs opened and closed. "Is this as good as that girl you told me about in high-school, that you apparently couldn't stop looking at without coming all over your (and her) hand?" "I don't know. Maybe." "Maybe? Well let's just see. How wet did that girl in high school get you? About a six on the ten-point scale when you first looked at her, wasn't it." Roberta's hand slowly slid up all the way to Roberta's pussy. She moved her finger down over Roberta's slit. She found Roberta already had her right hand down there. "Why you little sneak. Couldn't wait for me huh?." Jean asked. "Mmmmhh," Roberta sighed. Roberta's lips were wide and open, and she was soaking wet. Jean whispered "Hmmm. Looks to me that you're wetter now than you were then" Roberta moaned, and rubbed her wet pussy more on Jean's hand, while staring at the blonde pussy about ten feet away. "Roberta, honey. I'd say you were way up there, probably around an eight on the juice- meter." Jean stroked Roberta's clit some more. Roberta opened her legs, letting her skirt ride up to her hips. She didn't really care who could see her. Her pussy was clearly available to Jean's probing hand. "Oooh, God. Jean, don't. OK, Yes. I'm getting hot. Oh yes. This is definitely better than the high school. But nothing I can't control." The blonde turned around and bent over at the waste. Her asshole and pussy was staring Roberta right in the face. Roberta gasped, and her legs clamped down on Jean's hand, then opened again. Several times in succession. Then she ground her slit up and down Jean's finger. "Hot isn't the word for what you are, you little slut. Look at that pussy. Like that?" "Mmmm, Hmmm" "She's showing you her ass, too. Or didn't you notice. Oh, I know better. I know you noticed. Did you see her nice little puckered asshole. Or were you concentrating on her pussy." "Oh, God, Jean. Don't. Please." The dancer came up stage and got on the floor on her knees only two feet in front of Roberta's table. She parted her legs widely, and bent over backwards. "Oooh, God, no." Roberta had a clear view right up her cunt. Her legs were spread wide. Her labia were very big and extended. "Oooh. Oooh, Jean. Please." Jean started frigging Roberta rapidly now, rubbing her clit briskly. "How's that lover. That feel good. Look between Sally's legs, baby. Go ahead. Like to look between her legs, huh? Look at that pussy, Roberta. Tell me how hot she makes you." "Oooh, Jean, oooh, Noo." "Don't lie to me baby. Your pussy's doing the talking. Your now at ten on the wetness meter." Roberta looked mournfully at Jean. Jean kissed her. Roberta tore her gaze back into the crevice between Sally's legs. "Oooh, yes, Jean honey. Oh, yes, I like her pussy. God she's beautiful." "Look at her pussy, baby. Look at those long legs. She's beautiful enough to make you cum hard, isn't she my little pussy lover. She's your little birthday present pussy." Jean now put her finger into Roberta's pussy and started finger-fucking her. "Oooh, yes, Jean. Do that. While the girl shows me her pussy. Finger fuck me, baby." At that moment., the blonde reached down and opened her pussy lips for Roberta. Opened them so Roberta could see deep inside her. Her clit was very large. She was wet... obviously enjoying it. She started playing with it. "Aaagh, yes. Oh God, she's going to make me cum.. I can see her pussy lips. Her clit. Oh, God, she's playing with it. Jean, she's... oh my God, she's wet in there.Keep fingering me, Jean. Here comes. Aaaaaaagghhhhh..... Oooooohhhhhh...Oh, God, yes. What a pussy. Oh yes. Oh, she's beautiful. Oh my. Oh, that was great." Roberta's cum drenched Jean's hand and the chair, and the back of her skirts. Roberta was breathing rapidly and trying to calm down. Jean leaned over and kissed her on the cheek as she continued to finger Roberta's slit until she was done. By some miracle nobody appeared to have seen them.... except Sally. She blew Roberta a kiss and licked her finger as she got up and danced away. Roberta could see the cum leak out of Sally's pussy. Roberta was sure Sally did that on purpose, opening her pussy in front of her like that. She also could tell Sally had a minor orgasm doing it. She wondered why Sally enjoyed getting other girls hot. Oh, well. She was glad she did. Jean asked, "Had enough?" "Mmmhh. I don't know. Maybe. What about you?" and kissed Roberta soundly. They sat there for a minute as Roberta recovered. Jean continued to stroke Roberta lightly. Roberta still watched Sally intently . Sally moved in front of Roberta and spread herself even more. Sally could clearly see Jean playing with Roberta. She looked under the table at Roberta's wet pussy and licked her lips. "I see you enjoyed my show?", she whispered. "I usually please my clients... Even the girls. How much did you like it?" "She wants you to tip her, sweetheart," said Jean. Roberta reached for her purse and pulled out $10. She placed it up under Sally's bra. A tingle went through her, as she got a brief feel of Sally's hot nipple. Sally moved over in front of the next table over. Also two more girls, a blonde and a very stunning brunette. The brunette was staring hard at Sally. The blonde was sitting very close to her, and was whispering something into her ear. Again, Sally got down on her spread knees, and leaned back, this time putting on her show for the brunette. Her pussy was stretched open. Roberta could see the eyes of the brunette were locked straight into the blonde dancer's cunt, just as hers had been. The brunette was flushed, and she appeared to be breathing heavily. The hand of the blonde was under the table, and her arm was visibly moving up and down. Roberta looked down. The brunette's legs were splayed wide open, and her skirt was also up around her hips. Her panties were down around her knees. Her blonde friend was finger fucking her in open view. "Jean. Look. That girl's playing with the brunette. She's trying to maker her cum." "Why you sly little pussy looker. Leave it to you to find the girls pussies under the tables. " Mmmmh. I bet you like the side-show as much as the main event, don't you?" "Mmmhh. Not bad." Jean and Roberta tongue-kissed. "How do you like the brunette, Roberta?" asked Jean. Roberta couldn't help herself. She looked back at the brunette's beautiful face, then down to her pussy. Jean had not removed her hand from Roberta's pussy. Jean started stroking Roberta's clit again. "Oooh, no Jean. I can't take anymore." said Roberta. "Oh, I don't know, my little pussy slut. You look like you're enjoying the new show" said Jean. "Oooh. Oooh, my god", said Roberta, as Jean rubbed her. Roberta kissed Jean's ear and whispered "Go ahead, lover. This is your treat. Watch the brunette's pussy. Your second pussy of the night. Watch the blonde play with the brunette's pretty pussy. Bet you've never seen that before. Watch the pretty brunette cum all over her friend's hand." "Oooh. Oooh my." Roberta started moving her hips starting to move visibly, along with the brunette. Jean stuck her finger into Roberta and started to rub her "G-spot." "Tell me how you like to watch the brunette get finger-fucked, Roberta. Come on, baby. You like to get finger fucked while you watch that don't you." "Look what's getting the brunette off, Roberta. Sally's spreading her wet pussy for the brunette too. Just like she did for you, baby. Look, Sally's rubbing her clit again. This time for the brunette." "Oooh. Oh, yes, baby. Frig me. Sally's cunt is so hot. Aaahh, yes. God, I love watching the brunette's pussy getting played with. The brunette's so cute. Her pussy is wide open and she's letting the blonde play with her." "Go my little pussy watcher. Enjoy yourself baby. Like this, don't you. Oh, my, I feel your pussy starting to pump again. The brunette's not the only one letting another girl play with her, is she. You're addicted to it." "Oh God, Jean. I'm going to cum again. Oh Jesus, Jean. Ooooh.Nooooh." "Go pussy slut. Watch the brunette's pretty pussy while you come all over my hand. Give the brunette a nice little present on my hand" "Oooh, yes. God. I'm cuuuummmmiiiiinnnngggg... Aaaaagghhhhh. Ooooh. Ooh. Oh. Oh God" moaned Roberta as her cum again drenched Jean's hand and the chair. Roberta lovingly licked all her cum off Jean's hand and fingers. They hugged and french kissed. Roberta forgot to let her skirt down. She looked over and noticed that the brunette girl was taking a good look at her pussy, as the blonde continued to finger fuck her. Smiling at the brunette, Roberta spread her legs more. The brunette started cumming violently, looking right at Roberta's pussy. When she came down, all flushed, she looked up at Roberta, and smiled weakly. "Thanks!", she mouthed. "OK, baby, your turn", said Roberta to Jean. "I don't think I'll get off like you did. Looking at girls has not been my addictions" said Roberta. "You're my addiction." "Mmmh, I don't know. I don't think you've tried hard enough. Let's try." The next dancer came out. She was a shapely black-haired beauty, dressed to kill in a latex bra and french-maid type skirt (cut just below her pussy). The bra had 3 thin latex straps, and black half-cups below. The top half was clear latex, framed by a lacy black border. The pleated skirt was also clear latex framed in lacy black. "Mmmmh. Now that's interesting" said Roberta. "Better than some of my magazines. Relax Jean. Look closely." Roberta slid her left hand up Jean's mini-skirt and went right for the bare target. Yes, just as she thought, despite her protestations, Roberta was wet. She started rubbing against Jean's hand. "Jean, give me your hand," said Roberta. "What. Why?" Roberta asked. "Just give it to me." Roberta took Jean's right hand, and put it under her skirt on top of Jean's hand. "Help me." Roberta started moving her hand over Jean's fingers, and massaging them down into her pussy. "Like that?" Roberta asked. "Mmmh, nice. Do me honey." Jean replied. "You're going to do it baby." Roberta switched, and put her hand on top of Jean's. Jean now had no choice but to stroke her pussy herself. Roberta rubbed Jean's hand sexily, as Jean started playing with herself. "Show me what you used to do when you'd go home after our dates at night." Roberta said. "Ooooh. Oh, Roberta. I'm playing with myself. You got me so hot." Roberta hugged Jean and kissed her ears as her pleasure elevated. She whispered, "Are you watching the show Jean. Look at that nice pussy. Look at those beautiful tits while you do that. You'll see why I like it so much." Jean looked, as the black haired girl moved in front of her, and squatted down with her legs spread. The girl's pussy had huge lips. She opened it wide, and was obviously very wet. Jean was stroking faster. She couldn't believe it, she was looking at a wide open pussy. Her hips were flying wildly. It was too much. "Ooooh, no. I can't be getting excited looking at a pussy. Oh, my God. I can't believe I'm doing this. Oh Roberta, honey. Help me. Forgive me. Oh, God, she looks so good. Why are you doing this to me Roberta. Oh, baby, hug me. Oh, Roberta. I'm going to cum lover. Oooh.... Ooohh Roberta. She got me...off.... Aaaaggghhhh. Oh, shit. Ooooh that's good." Jean pulsed her cream into her palm, and continued to rub it up and down, back into her pussy as Roberta kept kissing her cheeks and ears. "Mmmhh. That got you off good, didn't it my love. Now we can enjoy looking together. I think you've just graduated to full-fledged lesbian, tonight. Wanna go home and play some more?" "God, yes. That was good Roberta. Happy birthday my horny, corrupting, little slut." With that they got up and left. Chapter 17 - The Nude Beach One weekend, Jean was lying around dreaming of her little Roberta. She called and asked Roberta if she wanted to go the the beach. Roberta had been lying around, too. She hadn't had any in several days, and was feeling a little horny. "I don't know, Jean. I've been sitting here dreaming about you, and I'm not sure I could take an afternoon on the beach unless you take care of me first. I'm apt to attack the first good looking girl I see." "Why, Roberta, you'd cheat on me? Look, I know a very great beach which will interest you a lot. If you're horny, so much the better. I'll have to take the risk. You'll be sorry if you miss it." "OK, sounds kind of interesting", said Roberta. "Where is it?" "Well, I could tell you, but I'd like to leave it as sort of a surprise." answered Jean. "Oooh, goodie. I love your surprises. Will it be like your last one for my birthday? "You naughty thing. You need to go get yourself off, before you get in trouble. Look, I'll pick you up around 11:00. Wear something interesting, OK?" "You, too, Jean. I can't wait." Jean reached down in her bed and stroked her pussy a couple times. "God, I'm hot today. I hope Jean hurries up." Jean got up and found a sexy white two-piece. She had removed the liner from both the top and the bottom. It became virtually transparent when wet. She put on sexy makeup, gold earrings, and a gold ankle-bracelet. She knew that would get Jean hot. She put it on, and put a white, crotch-length terry cloth robe over it. At 11:00 Jean drove up. Roberta ran out to the car, with her bag of paraphernalia, including sun cream, sunglasses, a beach towel, a drying towel, her purse and other odds and ends. She opened the door and slid into the seat. Moving over next to Jane she put her arm around her and kissed her hard. "Mmmhh. Glad to see you Jean. You feel good." "You, too Roberta." She opened her mouth for Roberta's access. Jean had on a very thin, red, almost transparent two-piece... Speedo material, only thinner. Roberta reached a hand up and started pinching Roberta's right nipple while they kissed. Jean said "Roberta, sweetheart. You better stop that if you don't want me to wet my pants right here. C'mon, there'll be plenty of time for that." Jean reached her right hand down to Roberta's thigh and moved it up over her pussy. Jean's thighs parted. Roberta's cute suit was already wet. "You are horny, aren't you, baby. You'll have to wait until. Try to hold it in, OK?" "Jean. I don't know what's wrong with me today. I just need it badly. I'll try to hold out. But with you sitting there half-naked this is going to be tough." Jean broke away, sat up, and started to drive off. Roberta moved over a little, and pulled a book out of her bag to read, to take her mind off matters. Jean looked down periodically at Roberta's legs and suit. God she was cute. Enough to make her wet too. They drove about a half hour, when Jean took a turn onto a small unmarked gravel road. "Where are we?" asked Roberta. "Relax. You'll see soon enough. Actually I've never been here myself. A friend of mine told me about it." After about a mile, they reached a paved road, with a sign saying "Welcome to Shady Rest Nudist Beach." Underneath in small print it said, "Complete nudity is required. Bashful people stay home. There is an indoor trial area where you can keep a little on (underwear or bathing suits only), while you decide if you want to try it. "Jean! Where are you taking me. A nudist beach?! Oh my God. I can't do this. I've never walked around naked in front of a bunch of people before in my life!" said Roberta. "What about that slumber party a few years ago. You didn't seem to mind showing your cute little pussy there, did you?" asked Jean. "Yeah, but that was friends. And only a few at that. This is anybody. I mean they'll all be looking at us" said Roberta. "Roberta. Number one, these people come here all the time. They're families. This is not a sexual deal to them. And number two... may I remind you who's more apt to be doing the looking." responded Jean. "OK, OK. Let's go in. At least I can work on my tan. But we might be leaving very shortly if they don't have a nice beach or pool or something." They nervously held hands and walked in. At the check-in desk a nice middle-aged lady asked how old they were (Roberta lied and said 18) and took $5 from each. Realizing they had never been there before, she told them where the ladies locker room was, and how to get to the beach and pool area. They scurried quickly to the locker room. They both nervously undressed. Roberta looked at Jean's naked body. She never usually saw her totally nude. Was she a turn-on! Roberta licked her lips. Jean saw her and shook her head... "You have a one-track mind, don't you beautiful. Come here." Jean pulled Roberta's naked body gently into hers, rubbed against her a few times and kissed her. Then she moved back. "C'mon baby. Lets' control ourselves or they'll kick us out of here." "Good. Then maybe we can go back to the car and have some real fun", said Roberta. Roberta ignored her, and said, "C'mon. Let's be brave." They picked up their bags with the towels and walked out toward the beach. It seemed to be nice. The sand felt good between Roberta's feet. As she looked around, she noticed most of the people were older. None of the women really did much for her. She noticed a couple of the men really looking her up and down. None of them were hard, but they stood out a little. It wasn't all innocent, she thought. Surprisingly, there were numerous children, all prancing around naked. Roberta looked at all the little cocks, and found herself blushing when she looked at some of the little girls. Their little buns were kind of cute. Quickly, she shook it out of her mind. Nervously, she took her blanket over to the side of the beach, sort of away from everybody, and put her towel down. She lay down on her belly, feet facing the grass away from the beach, and head facing the beach. That way nobody could look up her legs. Jean chuckled. "Chicken! No adventure. Well, I have some. If you don't mind, I'm going to lie back here, behind you. That way I can keep an eye on you, so to speak." She put her towel down about 10 feet behind and slightly left of Roberta. Just far enough she could see Roberta's cute little body, and just close enough she could whisper loudly to her, if she wanted to. Suit yourself, Jean," Roberta responded. Jean also laid on her belly. She crossed her arms and put her chin on it, staring lovingly at her little girlfriend. Mmmm what a beautiful little ass, she thought. Jean pressed her thighs together lightly and pushed her mound against the sand. Getting an idea, she got up, pulled up her towel, and made a little mound of sand, kind of like a pillow. She put her body back down, resting her pussy on the top edge of the mound. She pressed again. "Ooooh. Oh this might be fun she thought." Roberta moved her legs apart slightly so Jean would have a better view. "Jean, how are things looking back there?" she chuckled Jean saw Roberta's little slit, and started moving her hips lightly. Not hearing a response, Roberta turned around and saw her. "Why you horny bitch. Are you looking at my pussy?" "I cannot tell a lie." answered Jean. "Uh, huh. At least, if you don't mind. You sure looked at mine enough." "OK, Jean. Enjoy yourself. I'm going to get a tan." Roberta moved her left knee to the side to give her lover an even better view. Jean saw a younger girl, about 12, walking onto the beach with a boy who was about a year younger. She recognized the girl as Vanessa whose parents she knew from down the street. Jean used to babysit the girl's younger brother. They lay down blankets about 15 feet in front of Jean, facing the same direction, inward toward the beach. As they talked, facing each other, the young girl turned and faced the boy, and said something. The boy all of a sudden looked down at the little girl's pussy for a minute. Watching, Jean saw his little cock start to grow. Within a minute it was rock-hard, up against his belly button. The girl said something to him, grabbed his hand, and they stood up. She gave him a towel which he used to cover himself. They looked around, and then started walking off of the beach and a little way into the woods. Roberta could still sort of see them. The girl had her back to her and leaned back against a tree. She lifted her left leg up and put her foot on the tree right behind her. "Why the little cock-tease" thought Roberta. She's letting him look at her pussy. She could see the whole thing. The boy's hand was firmly gripping his hard cock, and he started moving it up and down, while he stared down at Vanessa. Roberta saw Vanessa talking to him, while she was obviously letting him jack off looking at her. The boys face started to contort, his fist moved faster, and he shot his cum all over the ground and his hand. Roberta ground her hips into the sand some more. "Pssst. Roberta" whispered Jean "Look. Over there by the woods." The girl and boy were walking back, hand-in-hand toward their towels. The boy's cock was soft now. "Yeah, what about it" whispered Roberta. "I know that girl. Her name's Vanessa. She lives in my neighborhood. She's a little cock-tease. She just got that boy's cock all hard, and then took him over there to the woods. She opened her legs for him to look at while he jacked off all over the place." said Jean. "You're kidding. Quit making up stories" said Roberta. "Roberta. I didn't make it up. I saw him cum. Look at me." Roberta turned around and saw how flushed Jean was. She saw her rub her hips up and down a couple times. "My God. You're telling the truth. Oh goodness." said Roberta. She turned around and innocently put her chin on her hands, and watched the two kids walk up to the towels. The boys cock was little, and he was skinny. She looked at Vanessa, who Roberta guessed to be about 12. She was gorgeous. Waist-length long blonde hair, about 5' tall, thin with an ass that stuck out just right. Her boobs were just beginning to show, cute little cups, with nipples that were obviously aroused. Her pussy mound was bare, and puffy... a young, beautiful, growing girl's pussy. Roberta felt funny. She tingled. She squeezed her pussy lightly. "Oh no", she thought. "Not now." The sight was very arousing. Roberta started squeezing herself very lightly, so nobody could see,. Her hips imperceptibly started to move. Vanessa looked Roberta's way, saw her, and smiled. Roberta had her sunglasses on, so Vanessa couldn't see her eyes.But somehow Vanessa knew she was turning this older girl on. Roberta wondered, "was that smile for me?" Little Vanessa sat down on the towel, with her feet facing Roberta. She took out some lotion and started rubbing it on her arms. Then she reached for her feet. She pulled her right leg up to rub lotion on it. She purposely put her little pussy on display for Roberta. Roberta's pussy was growing wetter as she moved her hips a little more. "Mmmmh. This is interesting", she thought." Roberta watched the girl spread lotion all over her body, including turning around and doing her cute ass. Roberta's pussy started opening more, and her wetness became apparent to Jean behind her, she had forgotten about. "Roberta. What are you doing?" whispered Jean. "I can see you from here." "I can't help it Jean. I told you earlier how horny I was." said Roberta. "Roberta, I know you better than that. What's getting you so hot?" Jean looked up the beach, and then it hit her. "You're looking at Vanessa's little pussy, aren't you lover!" Roberta's legs closed and opened in a couple big squeezes, as her lust overtook her. "Uh, huh." "Why you little slut. Now you're looking at little girl's pussies. I've got to admit, Roberta, she is cute... very cute. Just don't cause a scene, OK? In fact, I'm kind of enjoying what I can see myself Jean reached underneath herself with her right hand, and started to inconspicuously rub her pussy while she watched Roberta's pussy ass move up and down. Roberta turned around and saw her. "Oh, you naughty girl. See something you like?" Roberta opened herself, and moved up and down obscenely once for Jean's benefit, then went back to her previous position. "You come up with great ideas, Jean. I think I'll keep my attention in front of me. Don't get jealous, sweetheart. It's your fault for bringing me here anyway. I've got to do something about this." Roberta slid her right hand under her body, and started rubbing her pussy along her middle finger. Her hips moved harder. She tried to stay quiet. "oooh... mmmpphh." Vanessa lay down on her back, with her legs slightly spread. Roberta had a great view. She rubbed herself slowly but very intensely. She couldn't be too obvious. She didn't mind letting Jean see this. Jean moved her towel closer, until she was just even with Roberta's knees and could watch her play with herself. Roberta's thoughts were focused on Vanessa. "Oooh this is hot. What a cute little cock-teaser. First she gets the boy to jerk off, and now she's got me jerking off. A grown girl, jerking off to a little 12 year old.Ooooh." Vanessa sat up, leaning back on her hands. her beautiful little nipples in view. She lifted her right knee up, and moved it to the side, opening it up fully. "Ooooh God" Roberta thought. "She knows. She's doing this on purpose. Roberta frigged herself harder. "Roberta, quit playing around. Stick your finger in. Fuck yourself baby. Look at her little cunt." whispered Jean. Roberta stuck her middle finger deep inside her pussy with no hesitation. Jean put her own finger inside. "Roberta. Is my hot little slut going to make herself cum looking at a little girl's pussy?. Look how hot you are. Play with yourself baby. A 12 year old is getting you off." '12 years old?!' thought Roberta. 'Oh, god. Oooh, I can't believe what a slut I am. Look at that little 12-year old virgin pussy. Jean watched Roberta's finger pump in and out. 'Ooooh.... ' she thought, 'I'm going to come watching this.' Jean realized her lesbianism was fully developed now. She found it easier every day to look between a girl's legs. Roberta's wet pussy was her favorite. Roberta started moaning heavily. "Ooooh. Ooooh.... I'm going to cum, Jean. Vanessa's looking at me.... what a pretty bitch... Oooh, she knows I'm playing with myself looking at her," Roberta whimpered. Vanessa licked her lips, and moved her hands down to her right leg and started rubbing up and down on her thigh, as she spread her other leg. She was fully exposed to Roberta. now "Do it", Vanessa mouthed. That was too much. Roberta couldn't take anymore. Her finger pushed into her as fast and hard as it could. She stared into the middle of Vanessa's pussy.Her orgasm started building. She fingered herself. Harder. Faster. It hit! Her hips bucked with each spasm. Jean saw the cum squirt out of Roberta's pussy. Once.... Roberta's finger pushed in hard... twice... Roberta's hips lifted, and she parted both legs wide in a lude position, and pushed desperately again... The third time, the cum shot three feet onto the blanket, as Roberta writhed on her finger in pure lust. Jean watched. Her orgasm came on fast l at this scene. "Ooooh nooo..... here it comes. I'm cuuumiiiing... all over my hand..." Jean's pussy squeezed her cream out... Once..., twice...., and, oooh.... a third time, into a big creamy blob. Jean rubbed it all over her pussy, as she continued to look between Roberta and Vanessa's pretty cunt. "Ooooh that felt good. Feel how much cream I made", she thought. This was definitely a great idea. Chapter 17 - The Anniversary Present ********************************************************* * I cannot take credit for this chapter. This was an arousing story posted by * an author who's name I lost, which motivated me to write the previous * chapters. I have embellished this a little. It is one of my favorites. I had never had the pleasure of seeing both of them in action before we were married, although I did come home late one night, and after kissing Roberta, could tell that they'd been to bed earlier, as she had pussy juice on her face and lips. They went out twice a week, by themselves. Wednesday and Saturday nights were Roberta's nights out with Jean. She was never wetter than when she came home after these evenings. Our 22nd wedding anniversary was coming up, and Roberta asked me what we were going to do to celebrate. I had planned a nice dinner, perhaps a stage show or dancing, then back home to screw our brains out. When I explained, and asked why she wanted to know several weeks in advance, she simply smiled and suppressed a giggle, her gray eyes twinkling with an impish gleam. Luckily, our first anniversary fell on a Friday, and reservations made, we dolled ourselves up and went out for the evening. Dinner at a fine restaurant and dancing at a local hot-spot kept us laughing and in a good mood. As we drove home, Roberta sitting next to me, leaned over and caressed my thigh with her fingernails, sending a shiver through me. "You still want to fuck my brains out tonight?" She cooed. I said yes, I would happily keep her wet and jumping all night long. When my wife came, no one could doubt that she wasn't faking. Her tendency to "let go" in bed meant that she was prone to outbursts of very erotic and sometimes downright dirty) talk, as well as moaning and thrashing wildly about the bed. Arm in arm, we climbed the stairs to our apartment, and once inside, we kissed passionately for several long moments, running our hands over each other and bring desire to a boil. Roberta broke the kiss and knelt straight down, unzipping my pants in the entry hall. She pulled my hardening cock out of my pants and slipped it into her mouth. Tonguing the underside of the head, and teasing me, I felt my balls tingle and her wet mouth gliding like wet velvet over my shaft. I pulled her up to me and kissed her long and hard, my tongue exploring her mouth, teasing her tongue to follow mine back, squeezing her tits through her blouse. As I knelt in the hall, lifting her dress, she leaned back against the wall, bending her knees and spreading her thighs. I moved the hem of her dress up, and stared straight at her naked blonde pussy. She had been dressed in a garter belt and stockings, without panties, all night. I looked up at her, my warm breath tickling her bush, and she smiled that special way of hers, telling me she did it for our pleasure. I dove into her soft moist pussy, licking the glistening drops of cream from her bush. My tongue parted her moist lips, feeling the warmth of her, tasting her sweet eagerness. I circled her clit several times, holding on to her thighs when she tried to lower herself against my tongue. She pulled me up and kissed me long and hard, showing me how very hot her passions had become. She pulled a scarf from her pocket, smiling at me. "Stand still." She said. "I have a surprise for you." She used the scarf as a blindfold and led me into the darkened bedroom. I figured she'd gone out and bought some sexy clothes for me to take off of her. I heard matches striking, and the fragrance of scented candles impinged on my senses. "Setting the mood" I thought. She stood next to my, kissing me lightly on the cheek, her bare breast touching my arm. Slowly, she began to undress me. Making me feel every fiber move against my skin. Telling me to stay still, not to reach for her. She removed my shirt, gliding her hands lightly over my chest, tickling the hairs around my nipples. She removed the belt from my pants, slowly pulling it through the belt loops, making a long hissing sound as it slid against the fabric. She knelt and started untying my shoes, helping me out of them, sliding my socks off my feet. Her hands unfastened the snap at my waist, my zipper already undone, with my cock, hard and straight standing, waiting to be touched. She stopped and breathed into my ear, her tongue tracing the edge, warm and wet. "Just a second." She said softly. I heard her climb onto the bed, moving around on the sheets. My pants were pushed away from my hips, and I could feel her hair against my bare thighs as she lifted one leg, then the other out of my pants. Hands caressed my thighs, sliding up under the legs of my boxer shorts, fingernails lightly raking under my boxer shorts. Lips closed around the end of my shaft, with a tongue lightly caressing the head of my cock. "Tease." I muttered. Hands quickly pulled my shorts off, making me naked and blind in the fragrant darkness. I moved to the bed, and her hands pushed me back against the pillows. I could feel the warmth of her body near me and I longed to reach out an stroke her. "Just lay back and enjoy this." She purred. More movements as she positioned herself on the bed. Again lips encircled the head of my cock, tongue swirling, wet and warm. The velvety smoothness caused me to moan softly, and I could feel her warm breath against my skin. All at once she swallowed my cock, deeply, into her throat. She'd never before been able to 'throat' my seven inches, and I gasped loudly as her lips tickled the hairs at the root. Rising slowly, lips tight against me, she flicked her tongue back and forth over the muscular ridge under my cock. I moaned my pleasure, letting her know I enjoyed this and wanted more. My hands reached out, only to be slapped away. I laid back and enjoyed the sensation of my cock being swallowed over and over. Slowly. Lovingly. She began to move quickly, her lips lightly touching the shaft, her saliva making moist noises as she changed directions. Using only her mouth, she pumped my cock up and down, her efforts shaking the bed. Several fast strokes would be followed by a long plunge. Taking me deep into her throat, she'd pause, letting me know how deep I was, feeling the tightness of her mouth. The velvety smooth, slick skin in the back of her throat caressed the head of my cock, feeling sooo very nice. Then she would pull up quickly, and repeat her fast strokes, again, only to plunge long and deep. She didn't touch me except with her mouth. Her hands I could feel near me on the bed, her hair not touching me as it normally would. Lacking any other distractions, my world consisted of my cock and her mouth, eagerly trying to suck me off. I could feel my cock trying to stiffen even more, as my balls tightened and tingled. "Unnghh...I'm...gonna...cum!" I panted. Her pace quickened, her saliva dripped onto my balls, feeding the fires in them instead of quenching them. My hips moved up, a primitive instinct taking over control. I want to come in her mouth, give her all of my sperm, never wanting to stop. The dam broke, Vesuvius erupted, the floods came. Sperm rushed from my cock as she held me about half way into her mouth. Spasms wracked my body as come surged from me. After the fourth surge, I felt her let go and put my spurting rod against her chest, rubbing me back and forth until I spent myself. Breathing heavily and moaning, I began to relax; to drift into that warm "afterglow" of total contentment and relaxation. I felt her hips move over mine, as she sat just over my lower stomach. Her hands untying the blindfold. As the scarf fell away, revealing her slim form and pale skin in the flickering candlelight, I looked at her smiling above me, wearing only her garter belt and stockings. As she sat, almost grinning at me, I realized that her chest and tits were dry, yet they should have been shiny and wet with white drops of come. "Did you like that?" She laughed huskily. "Mmmmm, yessss!" I replied, still feeling the "glow." In a sudden motion, she moved off of me, laying on her side next to me. "You'd better thank her then." Roberta laughed. I looked down, and laying alongside my legs, I saw Jean, Roberta's best friend and lover, naked, except for a red bow tied around her neck, her breasts twinkling wetly in the dim light, her tongue licking her lips. She smiled at me, her light brown hair seeming to glow as a candle's light tried to weave its way through. "Happy Anniversary love!" Roberta laughed, kissing me on the cheek. I grabbed her and kissed her back, hard and rough, as much to thank her as to tell her that I'd wished I'd known it wasn't her. Sitting up, I pulled Jean to me and kissed her too, tasting the salty remnants of my come on her tongue. "That, sweetheart, " I said to Jean, "is for that tremendous headjob!" Jean laughed, telling me how much fun it was to suck me while I thought it was Roberta going down. Roberta told her it would be a few minutes until I was ready again, indicating my flacid cock. "Well, what about me. I certainly got all worked up over that." Jean said as she stood up. Roberta got up, walked over to her and started kissing her. Her hand dropped down to the front of Jean's pussy, and gently rubbed the hair there. Jean put her hand behind Roberta's head and started kissing her harder. Her mouth opened, and Roberta stuck her tongue deep inside it, and started moaning softly. The two of them french kissed, as Roberta's hand went lower, into Jean's slit. "Oh... god, you are hot aren't you", Roberta said. Jean responded by hunching herself onto Roberta's hand, and kissing even harder. "Easy, dear. I don't want you to come yet. You know what I like to do to you", Roberta said. My wife had her lay back, and as I watched, laid herself down between Jean's thighs. Her blonde hair and fair skin contrasting to the darker skin tone of the brunette. She slid her hands under Jean's thighs, as her mouth found the moistness between them. Jean crossed her ankles over the middle of Roberta's back as a tongue caressed her warm, damp flesh. As I watched, I could feel my rod begin to straighten, getting harder and fuller as Roberta moaned softly between Jean's thighs. A candle on the headboard illuminated Roberta's creamy ass, and I could see a glistening reflection deep between her legs. She continued to suck, her hands reaching up to pinch Jean's dark nipples, squeeze her full breasts, caressing the soft tender area on their undersides with her fingers. I placed my hand on the back of her thigh, sliding up halfway to her asscheek, stopping to give her thigh a gentle squeeze to let her know I was enjoying her "show." She moaned again, wiggling her ass slightly. Jean's face was one of concentration. She was laying back, trying to concentrate on the pleasures Roberta was giving her, her legs locked tightly over the more delicate girl's back. I moved my hand up, cupping Roberta's asscheek, pushing it up and away from me. The second time I did that, I heard a wet "smack" come from between her legs as her wet pussy lips parted stickily. I leaned over and began to alternate lifting each asscheek, pushing them together and pulling them apart as I did. It took only seconds to cause her pussy to make its approval known with wet noises. The candle light on her lips showed twinkling droplets of juice forming in her golden bush, moist and inviting. Her lips were full and beginning to swell as a white pearlescent drop began to peek from her cunt. I moved a finger down into her slit, and found that she was soaked. I knew she liked eating pussy, but this told me more than words ever could. My handling of her ass was driving her crazy, as she sucked and licked Jean's pussy. Her soft moans indicated that she liked me feeling her ass, and that she wanted to make Jean come. Jean's legs suddenly closed around Roberta's head as her hips lifted off the bed, carrying the blonde covered head with them. I watched as she stayed locked like this, her legs quivering, her breathing a series of short loud pants, until, finally, she collapsed on the bed. My wife caressed the dark bush and pussy, kissing it lightly several times in different places, causing Jean to ripple with shudders each time. When she sat up, she crawled down toward her friend, kissing her tenderly on the lips. "I love to eat you like that." Roberta said softly. Jean replied lazily, "Ummmm, I love to cum in your mouth like that." Roberta slipped off the foot of the bed and walked around to me, sitting on the edge of the bed. We grabbed each other and kissed passionately, our tongues tasting Jean's cum together. I licked the slick wetness from her chin and neck, squeezing her small tits and pinching her nipples. As our mouths parted, we looked into each other's eyes. "See what a wanton slut you married?!" She laughed. Her use of the word "slut" told me that she was incredibly turned on. In the year we'd been married, she only used that word in bed when we had kept teasing each other, increasing our lust to a frantically high level. "Yes, I can see what a slut you are." I replied, playing on her horniness. "I saw how wet your cunt was getting while you fucked her with your tongue." "Oooh, yesss, I'm sooo wet. See?" Her hand rose from her moist lips, the fingers glistening with a thick cream as she showed me her hand. "I'm sooo wet! Having you watch me suck pussy has me ready to cum!" "I don't think my watching has anything to do with it", I said. She purred again, as she rubbed her own slick juice over her nipples and into her mouth. I leaned down, my tongue circling her nipples, licking her cream from the hard tips. I sucked a nipple into my mouth, pulling hard as my hand slid between her thighs. "Hmmm, suck my tits." She whispered. "Lick my nipples." I slipped three fingers into her sopping pussy, feeling her warm wetness ooze down into my hand. My cock touching her stomach caused her hands to encircle it and begin a slow stroking. "Do you want to watch your wet slut rub her pussy all over Jean's tits. Make her nipples all wet and creamy. Watch as your slut tries to fuck those nice big tits? Can you feel how wet I am? How wet my pussy is for her?" "I don't know... what about me?" "You just had yours, honey. I need it now. God, I'm hot. You don't mind if I let Jean makes me cum, do you?" I stroked her pussy lips and her cunt some more. "How much do you want her." Her head tossed back, her mouth open slightly, she moaned and hissed her reply. "Honey, she gets me very hot. Feel how wet my pussy is looking at her. "What gets you the hottest about her, baby." "When she spreads her legs and lets me look at her open pussy." "So you like looking at pussies, huh slut." "Oohh, God yes, honey. I love pussies." "How about her big boobs, baby. Look at those big nipples." Roberta moaned. "Oohh, yes, honey. I like Jean's tits." "How much baby. As much as her pussy?" Roberta moved up and down on my hands. "Mmmm. Yes, honey. I like her pussy. I love her tits. You don't mind do you, that I get hot looking at her?" She was getting wetter and wetter as she watched Jean on the bed. I had never seen my wife this hot. I new she liked to look at girls, but I never knew what it did to her. She was a wanton animal. "Wanna cum, baby? Should I let Jean make you cum?" "Oooh, yes, honey. She's getting me hot. I want to fuck her tits...her wet creamy tits... I want to cum on her titssss." "Interesting. Have you cum on her tits before?" "Oooh, yes, honey. She lets me rub on her tits. She watches me and talks to me as I soak her tits." I glanced at Jean, laying back, watching us as she stroked her pussy. I kept my three fingers in Roberta's dripping cunt as I renewed her lust. "Jean's watching you...She's watching your cunt cream in my hand while you look at her pussy and her tits...I don't think today she wants you to cum on her tits, though. "Oooh, no. Please honey. Let me rub off on her tits. She's got me so fucking hot." "Well, baby, the truth is, your girlfriend wants to lick your dripping pussy...She wants you to cum in her mouth this time...make her face all wet. Would that be an acceptable alternative." Roberta looked at me with a primal, carnal lust. She grabbed my head and kissed me hard, her tongue shooting into my mouth barely after my lips parted. She pulled back, and wordlessly move away, my fingers sliding from her very wet pussy. She crawled down to Jean, pausing to look at her naked form. She turned around, lifting her ass and throwing one leg over Jean's body. Then, while she lowered herself onto Jean's left breast, I could see drops of her juice actually dripping onto the nipple, just before her blonde bush covered it. Looking directly at me, she began to rub herself against Jean's tit. Her pussy making wet smacking sounds as she moved faster. "I love to see you naked," I said, "with your cunt sooo wet and horny." "Naked? I'll show you NAKED." She said. Her arousal was complete and high. She ripped the garterbelt from her waist, tearing her stockings. Without lifting off Jean's nipple, she began to tear the stocking from her thighs, shredding the fabric. "Strip me. Strip me naked. Get me naked." She panted. Jean pulled the stockings from Roberta's legs, as this carnal blonde fucked at her tits. "You wanna see me cum?" Roberta said, looking at me with glassy eyes. "You wanna see me cum on her tits? On her face?" She slid backwards up to Jean's mouth, her nipples standing up like small cylinders from her breasts. Her panting loud. As she sat on Jean's face, she moaned, then commanded; "Sssuck me! Yesss, eat my pussy. Make me cum, sweetheart. Make me cum in your mouth!!" I moved over to her, her eyes half-closed, hips rocking furiously. I kept up the taunts hoping to send her over the edge. "You're such a hot carnal slut -- licking a girl's pussy until she cums. Playing with girl's pussies. What's the matter, cocks not good enough for you. Getting your twat sucked by a girl. Naked in bed with your girlfriend's tongue in your cunt, and you're going to cum, aren't you. Your getting all wet with HER tongue in you... why don't you show me what a hot pussy slut you are and eat her cunt too?" "Ahhhnngg" Roberta moaned as she fell down between Jean's open thighs. Her hands pushed the tanned thighs apart, as she shoved her face tightly against Jean's soaked pussy. She rocked her face back and forth, tongue extended, making wet slurping noises. "Ooooh that's sooo HOT!" I crooned to her, "Watching you rub your face in her cunt...I'd love to have a picture of you, naked, your legs spread, her tongue in your gushing wet pussy, while you rub her cum on your face." She stopped sucking Jean, her head arching back, mouth open, her eyes closed. Short sounds escaped from her lips as she neared her moment of triumph. "Make her face wettt babee...CUM in her mouth...make her face WET with your cum!" I encouraged. She started cumming, thrusting her ass against Jean's mouth, her body first falling flat, arms splayed out, then she was upright, her hips shaking and her body twitching as she received little electric shocks through her clit. "Huh! Uh! Huh! Huh! Huh!" were the only sounds in the room except for the wet noises Jean was making between her soft thighs. She fell off of Jean, still shuddering and moaning. Her lust only partly sated, her eyes fell on us. "Quick Jean," She panted, "fuck him. I wanna watch you FUCK! See your cunt FUCKED by his cock!" We moved together, Jean on her knees, and I slid into her pussy easily. Jean's pussy was so wet that I had trouble feeling anything as I pumped her hard and fast. She ground her hips against me, trying to bury me deeper in her smouldering cunt. We pounded each other, her cheeks rippling after each thrust, her tits bouncing, until I felt her hole tighten around my shaft. I plunged as deep as I could, splaying my legs wider than hers to get some leverage as I drove it deep against her cervix. Jean collapsed against the bed, her legs straight and locked together tightly, her moans and cries announcing her orgasm. I lay still until her contractions eased on my cock, then I started slow movements, drawing my cock slowly from deep inside, then quickly plunging back. "You're...still....hard?? Unngh." She said as I lowered my cock back to the depths of her cunt. Roberta pulled me off of her brunette friend, eyes still filled with lust, as my cock slipped wetly from between Jean's cheeks. "I'M going to make you cum and cum and cum." She announced proudly. With her proclamation, she laid down and began to suck my cock, licking Jean's juice from my balls with a greedy tongue. Jean looked and made a comment about her being greedy, and a kinky idea hit me. "You want me to fill your mouth with my jism?" I asked Roberta. Her moaned response was a definite yes, as she laid under me, playing with her clit. Her hands were a blur over her light bush as she continued to suck me into her mouth. I pulled her into position having to forcibly remove my shaft from her eager mouth. I laid her on her back, sitting almost upright against several pillows as I straddled her stomach. She leaned forward to suck my cock, but I pulled back away, denying her. I had Jean sit next to us and placed her hand around my cock, showing her the best grip with which to jack me off. I sat back, resting not quite on Roberta's stomach, and reached behind me to stroke her drenched pussy as Jean began to pump my shaft. I told my wife that Jean was going to make me cum in her mouth. That her best friend was going pump my cock until I came in her mouth, feel me cumming as she sucks the cum from me. I leaned forward so my cock entered her mouth, as Jean pumped me. Jean used her thumb and forefinger, pulling tightly around my cock, pulling the skin with her as she stroked. My fingering of her pussy made my wife greedy and she wanted to suck me herself. Several times Jean pulled me out, and still pumping my cock, kept it away from this carnal blonde until she started to behave. I reached down and stroked Jean's bush since she was doing me, and she leaned over and sucked my nipple. Jean's pussy was still wet and slick, her thighs wet from Roberta's frantic licking. A look came into her eyes, and she slid her body down to lay on her side next to us. "Mmmm. Lick the head." She instructed. "Lick any cum from the head as I get him off. I'm gonna pump him into your mouth...fill your mouth with his hot spurting cum...I want to watch while he cums in your mouth." Roberta was sucking too much into her mouth, so Jean took me out and teased her with it, rubbing me against the side of her face, making her swing her head from side to side while she chased it. "Mustn't take too much." Jean warned as she slid me back into Roberta's mouth. "C'mon you naked little bitch, let him know how much you want him to cum. Make him cum in your mouth as much as he did in mine. Can you feel his balls rubbing your stomach? Those cum filled balls...rubbing on you?" I felt a well know sensation rising from those balls too. I was getting closer as these two teased. "After he gets hard again, I want him to fuck you from behind while I eat your pussy. I want to taste his cum inside you...suck it from you, drink you both." Jean was stroking at a steady pace, but I wanted faster and told her to go faster, to make me cum. At the speed she was moving her hand, Roberta had to pull back to just beyond the end of my cock to keep her lips from getting bruised. This left me looking at my naked wife, her gray eyes filled with a primal lust, mouth open, her tongue eagerly awaiting the arrival of the first drop as Jean sucked at her nipple. "Ohh God...I want to...Cum!" I panted. "Yessss!" Roberta hissed back. "Shoot your hot thick cum in my mouth I want you to fill my mouth. Shoot your jism all over me! Shoot your jism... let me drink you...drink your cum..." Jean chimed in with "That's it...tell him...I'm going to suck your wet cunt while you swallow his cum...suck you and make you wet and horny again. I want your slick cum on my face while he shoots his load in your mouth... your wet juice, his cum, all over us..." "Ohh, NOW!" I shouted, "I gonna...CUM...NOW...CUM!" I felt a surge well up inside me, a rush of cum flowed from the end of my cock into Roberta's open mouth. She moved forward against the torrent, taking me into her mouth. Jean held on to my cock, holding her hand in one place while I bucked and worked more cum into my wife's hot mouth. Roberta was whimpering and moaning as I shot another flood into her mouth, my cock twitching and throbbing. Another pulse exited my cock into her mouth. I could feel the warmth of my cum still in Roberta's mouth, exciting me. Jean pulled my cock from Roberta's mouth, jacking me off onto my wife's tits, while her voice dripped with lust, "Cum on her tits...yeah...all over her tits...make her your wet little slut." Roberta grabbed Jean's head and pulled her down for a kiss, cum dribbling from the one corner of her mouth. As they kissed, more cum leaked past their lips, as Jean rubbed my cock over my wife's chest and tits. As they parted, I heard them both swallow, Jean pulling my wife up from the bed to wipe the cum from her face with my softening cock, which Jean then sucked into her mouth. I collapsed on the bed and watched as they both licked each other off, and started touching and caressing each other. Later, I made love to each of these wonderful women, separately, and together. When we were all finally sated, we cuddled and kissed, falling asleep together, content and smiling. From that night forward, Jean was always invited for a birthday or an anniversary party.