Strawberry Chap 8 - Sex Stories

Strawberry Chap 8

... juice fills my mouth. I lap it up the best I can. When Charly relaxes for a second I move away and motion for Beth, “Want to taste?” Charly’s pussy is preteen tight, but her pink inside is visible while her clit is near blood red and standing up like a pencil nub. Beth is so worked up that she is also near exploding. She slides between Charly’s legs and licks her pussy. I can hear slurping from Beth and moaning from Charly. I sure hope I have not taught the two of them a new way to get each other off. Probably did. Beth’s ass and pussy is in the air, so I slide up behind her and give her the same tongue treatment she is giving Charly. Beth wiggles her ass in appreciation and she cums in a few minutes with my tongue in her cunt. All three of us are worn out and collapse on the bed. I pull a blanket over us, set my alarm for an hour and fall asleep. One hour later, I wake the girls and push them into the shower. When I hear lots of giggling, I know they have reverted to being eleven year olds. While they dry off and fix their hair, I jump into the shower and get myself cleaned up also. Then the three of us straighten up the apartment and head for the door. Charly catches me before we leave and pulls me back into the bedroom. She kisses me seriously hard and tells me, “I love you forever”. Oh yea, it’s time to ...

... break her heart a bit. “Thank you baby”, I tell her and explain that I hope her first time has been wonderful for her. She grins, but then I tell her that she will probably meet some young guys in a year or so who will steal her heart and I will become a memory. In the meantime she can visit me whenever she wants. That puts a smile back on her face and I tell her we need to get going. Plus, it has to be a secret, not to be discussed with anyone; especially not in Beth’s house where the kids may hear. Charly nods and heads for my truck. I crank up some teen music and the girls sing along with the latest boy band. We stop at a drive through and get enough food for us and the “kids” because Beth never knows if her mother will cook. In my basement there is one more round of good-bye French kisses, feeling their bottoms and Beth grabs my ear and whispers, “Charly needs her ass fucked.” She kisses my lips and the two preteens disappear out the door. Good grief, that was educational and fun. My i-phone vibrates and I look at the screen. Teen Kelly sent a message, “Mom and me are waiting. Can you be here in one hour?” I text back, “Yes, let me pack a bag for overnight.” Looks like it may be an even more educational night with mom and daughter. It makes me think back on the Tuesday when I gave mom her first massage.