"Faster, Craig, faster! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!" the woman screamed as Heather watched Craig's prick ripping into her cunt.
The couple was so engrossed in their lust that neither of them were remotely aware that Heather was watching through the window.
"Oh, Craig, darling," the woman was wailing. "Fuck, honey, fuck! I'm almost there!"
Suddenly feeling her lover's hot cum splattering against the walls of her cock-filled cunt, Joan exploded into a wild, screeching orgasm.
"Oh, shit! I'm coming! I'm coming! Coming! Commmmiinnnngggg!"
Her lovely naked body was trembling with ecstasy as the man's spurting cock continued tilling her cunt with jizz.
"Oh, God!" she whispered. "Oh, Craig darling, that was so fuckin' good."
Watching them, Heather couldn't believe the language coming from her mother's lips. Around the house and marina she was always so polite and proper, but today she was behaving like a bitch in heat.
When the man heaved over onto his back, Joan quickly crawled down and slipped his wet shrinking lump of cock-flesh into her mouth. Sucking frantically, she siphoned the last delicious drops of cum from deep in his prick. His body was lurching with delicious agony as she continued sucking savagely an his spent rod, hoping to keep it her mouth. "It's getting hard again! It's getting hard again!"
"Oh, Craig," she heard her mother whisper excitedly whim his fleshy shaft began swelling in her, mouth. "It's getting hard again! It's getting hard again!"
As Joan lay across his stomach sucking his rapidly growing dick, Craig gently grasped her hips and moved her luscious cunt up over his face.
With his face between her thighs, Craig buried his mouth into her slippery cunt in the traditional sixty-nine position that Heather had never heard about. The girl had learned to suck off cocks, but she'd never dreamed that men ever licked women's pussies.
Heather was staring in numb fascination at the two nude figures sucking so hungrily on each other's genitals. Having never witnessed anything as thrilling as the way they were frantically sucking on each other, wild tingles were rippling through the girl's twat.
"Oh, God," she heard her mother moan as Craig Barber's thick long tongue slurped around in her dripping pussy. Seeing his mouth licking and sucking on her mother's cunt as her juices flowed all over his drenched face, Heather suddenly had a wild desire to feel a man's tongue in her twat while she sucked him off.
"Jesus Christ!" screamed Joan as she sucked deeply on her lover's cockhead? "I'm gonna come again! Oh, Christ, I'm coming, Coming!"
Heather almost fainted when she saw the man give a wild lurch, followed by the sight of his thick jizz dripping from the corner of her mother's mouth as she sucked deeply on Craig's spewing cock.
Not wanting to be discovered, Heather quickly hurried away, her body trembling with excitement.
CHAPTER NINE
For the next few days Heather was almost beside herself thinking about having a man lick her pussy. She wanted it so badly, but didn't quite know how to ask a boy to do it to her. She was afraid they would consider her a dirty girl to suggest such a filthy thing.
Thinking about it one evening when she and her mother were closing the store, she decided to walk over to Monica Blake's boat and ask her about it, knowing that Stan had gone into the city on one of his many business trips. Since that first time when the Blake's took Heather and her brother out on the boat for a fuck-party, there had been several more, and a close friendship had developed between her and Monica.
Telling her mother that she was going to take a walk, the girl hurried down the dock to the Blake's cruiser. She was pleased to see Monica sitting in the stem of the boat sipping a drink. Heather thought how beautiful the woman looked with the light from the cabin playing softly on her lovely face.
"Hello, Heather," smiled the voluptuous redhead when the girl walked up by the boat. "This is a pleasant surprise. Come aboard."
"Hi," grinned Heather as she boarded and sat down next to the woman. "Are you sure I'm not interrupting anything."
"Certainly not," Monica laughed. "I was bored silly."
"Monica," Heather suddenly stammered after they'd been idly chatting for almost an hour. "You know a lot about sex, don't you?"
"Well," laughed the woman. "What I don't know about it hasn't been invented yet."
"Gee," stammered the girl in a nervous voice. "I don't quite know how to say this, but have you ever heard of a man licking a girl's pussy?"
"God, yes," giggled Monica. "It feels fantastic. Hasn't Stan ever eaten you out when we've been on the boat?"
"No," giggled Heather. "He just fucks the hell out of me."
"Don't you like fucking?" teased Monica.
"Shit, yes," Heather blushed. "I love it."
"Where did you hear about cunt lapping?" asked the woman.
"I really can't tell," stammered Heather.
"Come on," Monica whispered. "We're friends. Tell me about it."
"Will you promise not to tell anyone?"
"I promise."
"Well," the girl hesitated. "I saw Craig Barber licking my mom's pussy."
"What?" piped Monica. "Where?"
"In a cabin on the other side of the lake," answered the girl.
Monica smiled to herself, thinking how guilty Lance always felt when he was cheating on Joan, and here she was balling Craig.
"Does it feel real good to have your cunt licked?" the girl continued.
"You better believe it," sighed Monica. "It's a real ball."
"I'd sure like to have someone lick my pussy," ginned Heather. "It makes me all horny to think shout it. How do I get someone to do it?"
"God, honey," whispered Monica in an excited voice. "I'd love to eat your aunt."
"What?"
"Why don't you let me show you how good it feels?" she panted, hungrily licking her lips.
"Do women know how to lick pussies?" asked the girl in a shocked voice.
"Darling," smiled Monica, pulling her arms around the girl. "Nobody knows how to eat pussy better than another woman."
"Does it taste good?"
"You better believe it," smiled Monica. "Why don't we go down in the cabin and have a hot party. I'd just love to suck your aunt."
"If you're sure it's not too much trouble," stammered the girl, rising to her feet.
Monica's aunt was dripping all over her panties as she stood in the cabin watching Heather remove her clothes. The depraved woman had been lusting after the cute girl as much as her husband had, but she'd kept her hands off because she didn't want to frighten her away.
"It's better if I take my clothes off, too," smiled Monica, quickly disrobing so she could join Heather on the bed.
"Just relax, darling," whispered the woman, taking the girl's cuddly, naked body into her arms. "You're going to love all the nice things I'm going to do to you."
Pressing the girl's warm belly against her own, she could feel Heather's big hot nipples burning against hers. The softness of the girl's nakedness was sending sparks of ecstasy screaming through her entire body.
"When do you lick my pussy?" Heather asked in a nervous voice. "I can't wait."
"Just take it easy," whispered Monica, lowering her hot wet lips down over the girl's big turgid nipple.
Monica had never tasted anything as good as Heather's erect titty-bud. It was firm and meaty with excited goose-bumps standing up all around it.
"Oh, Monica," sobbed Heather, feeling the woman's soft full lips sucking and pulling on her quivering nipple. "That feels so fuckin' good."
"I know," panted Monica, lightly chewing on it with her small white teeth, sending jolts of pleasure from the girl's tits down to her hot pussy. "And it gets better and better."