"Okay, look, if you were queer, you wouldn’t be so unhappy about it. I’ve seen you in pussy, and it looked to me like you enjoyed it — a lot! Am I right?"
"Well, yeah…"
"Jean’s here to remind you how much fun it is, Man. Let her take you to your room and show you a good time," Toby urged.
"I dunno," Terence sighed. "Think it’ll work?"
"Gonna be fine, Man. Guaranteed."
Jean took her cue and, smiling brightly, took Terence’s hand. "Come on — I haven’t had any today!" Terence perked up noticeably and led her to his room.
Mama was there, which spiked Terence’s nerves, but Toby was running things. "The other thing you need to get is that same sex stuff isn’t an issue when you’re doing group stuff, "Toby announced. "So we’re ALL gonna play and the girls are gonna play with each other!"
"Yeah?" Terence’s interest was piqued.
"Yeah. Louise, let’s tug the mattress off this bunk…" Toby directed. Moments later, the mattress was on the floor and Louise was lying on it, face up. "Okay, Jean, you kneel up over Louise and get yourself a tongue ride!"
"Goody!" Jean’s enthusiasm was only partially faked. Cunnilingus was fun, no matter WHAT you called it! She settled herself gingerly over Louise, who dutifully stuck her nose in her crotch and put her tongue to work. "Mmmmmmm," Jean moaned as Louise zeroed in on her clitoris.
Terence’s cock was already beginning to rise when Toby directed, "Now, YOU can get yourself some head! How’s THAT sound?"
"Sounds good…" Terence was perking up visibly. Mama was probably getting the shit end of the stick, having to suck pussy, but, hey, it was hot looking … He shuffled up and presented his meat, which was swelling visibly.
Jean smiled and took it in hand, sliding the foreskin back and forth a few times before holding it back and rolling her lips over the tip. "Do a good job, now," Toby admonished, and wandered down to the far end of things. Kneeling up, he directed, "Lift you knees, Louise." Then he leaned in and pressed his face into Louise’s crotch.
"Mmmph! Mmmmph! Mmmmph!" Terence looked down at where Mama was making noises in Jean’s pussy, all bug-eyed; apparently Toby knew how to eat pussy pretty well! For the first time in over an hour, Terence felt like grinning. Jean knew her way around a dick, too — that was obvious from what she was doing to his knob…
Jean was working at it; it was pretty clear to her that she needed to put forth a prime effort if she was going to help young Terence. Undoubtedly, he’d had oral sex from a guy; from what Toby said, it was probably his brother Damian. She needed to be competitive … She put a serious effort into it — and wished it was Beth doing this job; everybody said Beth had a magic mouth…
Terence cocked his head back and just enjoyed the attention. He put a hand behind her head, but she was obviously going as deep as she could, so he didn’t press — besides, the stuff she was doing to the underside of the head with her tongue as she came back was something he didn’t want to screw up. "Yeah, suck it! Shit, that’s good!" he grunted.
Toby popped up for a second to encourage her; he had two fingers in Louise anyway, working… "That’s it, Jean — do him! Make it good!" He shifted a bit so he could watch his diminutive redheaded lover take in Terence’s long black shaft. "Nice! Show him a good time!"
Jean seemed to find a new level of commitment — one that had her choking on Terence’s shaft as she took him deep. Suddenly, it was ultra-important that Terence get the blowjob of his life! Jean was distantly thankful that Toby was distracting Louise so much, because it allowed her to concentrate on Terence…
Louise was powerfully distracted; Toby seemed to know all of her hot spots. Her clit was pulsing to every swipe of his tongue, powerful surges of sensation the likes of which she hadn’t felt in a long time. She had a face full of Jean’s feminine musk — she couldn’t seem to get away from sex … Above her, Jean’s mouth pulled in Terence’s cock and released it; Louise watched vacantly as spittle dribbled down Jean’s neck and onto her chest as she tried again and again to take Terence to the root, but her mind was elsewhere and her tongue was on automatic.
Terence was in Heaven! Jean was giving incredible head, and he had the additional stimulation of watching Mama suck her twat, which seemed only fair after what she made him do with Toby — and was pretty hot to watch, anyway. He glanced up at Toby, who had backed up and was running two fingers in and out of Mama’s twat, and grinned.
Toby grinned back. "How’s it going?"
"Man! This is…" Terence waved an arm over his head. " … fucking great! I dunno how much longer I can keep from blowing a nut!"
Toby shrugged. "So just get it, Man. That’s what you’re here for…"
Terence nodded — but he wanted something first. Jean was going at it hard, but she was missing something — and Terence knew what it was… "Duck your head a little bit, Baby," he husked. "It won’t work unless it’s a straight shot down your throat…"
Jean didn’t know what the source of the compulsion was — she didn’t even realize what was going on until Terence put words to it — but she was trying, almost mindlessly, to deep throat his cock!
With her dead husband, deep-throat hadn’t been an issue — he just wasn’t big enough to require it. Toby, on the other hand, was so big that the thought had never occurred to her. Taking a run at Terence wasn’t a conscious decision — she just did it — and kept on trying, every third or fourth bob of her head on his shaft. She’d been gagging and drooling and her chin and neck were wet with spit — and her chest was wet between her small breasts.
Terence waited for a couple of cycles — Jean would take him in for just three or four inches and back off and tongue him while she ran her lips over the head three or four times before she would jam him in deeper — but she didn’t seem to be getting it. In some ways, she seemed to be out in la la land, somewhere, it seemed to Terence. But he’d only recently learned this particular technique from Beth, and the urge to teach was on him; besides, the failures weren’t that pleasant for him, either. When you thought about it, how did you expect something relatively long and straight to go down your throat if you were all kinked up at the neck?
Terence waited until Jean started the next sequence and shifted a hand to the top of her head. She was watching him, but kind of glazed about it, so she offered no resistance and not much in the way of a reaction. This time, when she committed herself to the deep pass, Terence pushed down on the top of her head.
Taken by surprise, Jean reacted more or less instinctively to the change in position in the only way she could, really, by sticking her neck out. This did two things — it straightened her neck, and it drove her more deeply than anticipated onto Terence’s cock.
There was a pop — felt, rather than heard, by both of them — and Jean froze, a look of surprise on her face — and the head of Terence’s cock very definitely lodged in her throat!
This lasted only a second or two — enough time for both of them to acknowledge success — and Jean backed off, retching a bit. But she was suffused with an oddly intense sense of accomplishment. Immediately, she re-engaged Terence’s cock and went back into her cycle. Moments later, she ducked on her own to take him in, swallowing on his embedded glans.
"Awww, jeezus, I’m gonna shoot!" Terence erupted. Jean was already into her next cycle, so she stopped and worked her tongue furiously on the sensitive underside of his glans while moving just enough to run her lips back and forth over the flange of it. "Awww, FUCK!" Terence hooted and started blasting his jizz into Jean’s waiting mouth.