We watched as Sandra was the first to climax, hunching her pelvis into Robyn's eager mouth as she groaned out her release. Under my hand, I could feel Lucy get even wetter, and shiver in sympathy at what she was seeing. Even as her own spasms were tapering off, we could see Sandra taking notice of the juicy target that Robyn was presenting to her – and moving in to finish what she'd started.
In only a couple of minutes, we could hear Robyn's breathing quicken as Sandra brought her to the very brink of orgasm – and held her there for quite some time before nudging her into the precipice. Again, under my hand, I could feel Lucy's labia get even more slippery and hot; and around my penis, her warm, moist mouth became more insistent.
But I didn't want to come in her that way, and reluctantly nudged her away, until she released her lip-lock on my erection. I sat up, then moved to my knees to edge my way between her legs. Knowing what I wanted, she readily spread them, and lifted her knees to open herself up to me. I got myself positioned so that I was sitting on my heels, legs folded to the side, then reached out to take her by the hips and pull her toward me. Taking her guidance from me, she scooted herself toward me until she was spread wide in front of me, her legs laying across mine. My erection was still glistening from her saliva, and I angled it down to slide it between her splayed labia before wedging it against her opening. Hunching forward, I slid into her easily, burying nearly half my length in her in a single thrust – both of us were more than ready for this. Once inside her, I grabbed her hips and pulled her toward me one more time, so that, at rest, I was halfway inside her. From this position, I could make love to her completely with little effort on my part; all I had to do was simply rock back and forth. She moaned softly, in eager anticipation of what she knew was coming.
Her.
I eased myself forward as slowly as I could, savoring the sensation of her hot, tight insides swallowing my erection until, finally, our pubic hair merged. I held myself there for a while as Lucy worked her internal muscles around me, learning to control them much as Robyn had before. She released a disappointed whimper when I moved to slowly back my way out of her; I kept going until I felt myself start to pull free of her. At that point, I carefully made several small back-and-forth movements, letting the head of my penis slide in and out of the ring of her vaginal entrance. When I had teased her into a small groan of frustrated arousal, I let myself ease forward again until I was in the 'neutral' position of being half-buried in her – and bringing a smile of relief to her face.
By then, Robyn and Sandra had recovered from their activities, and carefully moved over to see what I was doing to Lucy; they sat on their knees next to her, facing me as they looked down to where Lucy and I were joined. Neither of them objected when Lucy reached between their legs to begin caressing the outsides of their vaginas, and softly stroking their clitorises as they watched me repeat what I'd just done. From the expressions on their faces, it was clear that both marveled at the way Lucy's labia responded to what I was doing by disappearing in anticipation of my entrance, and clasping at me as I departed.
Also clear was the arousal that Lucy was rekindling with her hands – both soon had eyes hooded with desire, and neither could resist wiggling slightly in response to Lucy's attentions. Each reached out a hand to place on one of Lucy's breasts, softly squeezing and caressing it, and playing with it's nipple; the other hand went to one of the other's breasts to do the same thing.
I soon got into a rhythm of making love to Lucy, a steady, smooth in-and-out rocking motion that was easily enough to keep me hard, but not enough to move me too quickly toward unloading in her. It seemed to be having a similar effect on Lucy: I could hear her soft panting in time with my movements, but she didn't seem to be having any difficulty tending to Robyn and Sandra, either.
After a few minutes, I watched as Lucy removed her hands from the girls' crotches, and gently nudged Robyn to move toward her head. Robyn seemed to know what Lucy wanted, and easily moved to straddle her mother's face, her back toward me. Lucy lifted her head slightly and began using her lips and tongue to sample her daughter's female essence while her hands moved up to start squeezing Robyn's breasts, and playing with their nipples. I had a few moments of watching Lucy's breast swaying slightly in time with my thrusts before Sandra scooted back, then lowered her head to start licking Lucy's breasts, and sucking on her nipples.
Sandra's body was just within range, and I reached out to touch her; when she looked at me, I gestured that I'd like her to swing around a bit. She smiled in answer, and did it before going back to Lucy's breasts.
With more of Sandra's body within reach, I started caressing it: running my hand along her back, then down to her ass cheeks; along the insides of her thighs (which she readily spread for me); along her sides, then down to her breast; then returning to her back to start the whole cycle over again. After a couple such passes, I let my fingers wander over her mons, dipping slightly into her vagina. She made no objection, so I gradually closed the range of my actions to center around her ass and crotch; then closed it even more to her pelvis. Before long, I was freely caressing her labia and clitoris, and occasionally letting my fingers dip into the hot spring of her womanhood. A little later, and I was easily sliding first one, then two fingers in and out of her, accompanied by soft moans of pleasure from her. A glance revealed that she was indeed starting her period: the juices on my fingers had a very faint pink color to them.
As I was making that discovery, I heard Robyn gasp, and looked up to watch as she was taken over by an orgasm, Lucy's mouth obviously busy between her legs.
When Robyn's climax had passed (for the most part), Lucy and I guided her back, then off of Lucy, so that she was lying on the bed next to us. Lucy moved one of her hands to Sandra's head to guide her from one breast to the other; the other hand went to Sandra's breast. With my fingers sliding in and out of her vagina, and Lucy fondling her breast and nipple, Sandra reached one of her own hands between her legs, and began playing with her clitoris. It wasn't but a few minutes later that she released Lucy's nipple from her mouth to tilt her head back and release a deep groan pleasure and release – I could feel her vagina tighten around my fingers as I continued to slide them inside her. When the feelings had passed, she let us guide her, too, to the bed, so that she was lying opposite Robyn.
That left just Lucy and me, as it had been when we started. I was again free to enjoy the sight of her breasts swaying slightly on her chest in time with my movement; she was free to lift her head a bit and watch as my erection, glistening with her juices, slid back and forth between her labia. After a minute or so, our eyes met, and we experienced one of those rare events in anyone's life: we somehow locked. Not just our eyes, but almost our entire *beings* were tied together – I almost felt like I was sharing her thoughts and feelings; she later told me she felt the same thing about ME. With that synchronicity came a focus: not just of ourselves, or each other, but an awareness of there being an*US* – at the same time, I was fully aware of what I was feeling and doing, what I knew she was feeling and doing, and what WE were feeling and doing. I was completely aware – and knew that she was, too – of everything around us: the sights and sounds and smells and even*taste* of our lovemaking. It was as though we were in our own place in time and space, and everything else around us was mere illusion. I don't know how long it lasted; I only know that I was faintly aware of Robyn and Sandra rolling over to watch us, then a bit later, Robyn saying "They're still on their first time!", and Sandra responding "*STILL*?!", in wonder. Robyn started to say something else, but Sandra looked at us closely, and quickly gestured that Robyn should stay quiet – which she did without comment, surprisingly.