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                       BIRDWATCHER'S SONG

     Connie watched from the seclusion of her darkened  apartment 
as  Don  plunged  his cock in and out of  the  woman.  They  were 
standing  beside his bed, his knees bent so that he  could  enter 
her  from  behind as she bent over to support  herself.  She  was 
shorter  than  him with small breasts and thin legs. It  was  the 
first  time she had ever seen him bring a woman to his  apartment 
and she was fascinated with the spectacle she was watching.

     It  had  been weeks since she and Suzie had fucked  him  and 
since that time, they had not spoken, although they had both made 
a point of exhibiting themselves to one another. It was a private 
game  they both enjoyed, and there had been a few times when  she 
had been almost ready to call him over, or to put on some clothes 
and  go  to  his place as she watched his  hard  cock  and  balls 
swinging.  But she had always let the moment pass and waited  for 
him to come to her.

     The  woman was sitting on the side of the bed  now,  sucking 
his cock as he humped in and out of her mouth. As Connie watched, 
he suddenly withdrew and a long arc of white come splashed on her 
face   and  lips,  followed  by  another.  Connie  adjusted   the 
binoculars  and saw the come glistening in her dark  brown  hair, 
her tongue trying to capture more of it as it ran down her  face. 
Don  pushed her back on the bed and buried his face in  her  open 
pussy.

     Connie  plunged three fingers into her own pussy and  fucked 
herself  madly as she watched the couple in the other  apartment. 
It  had  been a long time since she had had a man. In  fact,  the 
very  man she was watching was the last man she had fucked -  and 
what a great fuck it had been! She closed her eyes and remembered 
the touch of his tongue snaking around her clitoris and began  to 
come as her fingers stroked the swollen polyp at the apex of  her 
soft  vaginal lips. Across the way, the woman stretched her  legs 
high  over her head as Don licked her pussy. Spasms  and  shaking 
told Connie she, too, was coming.


     "Oh,  Don!"  Carolyn sighed, "you really know how to  eat  a 
girl! Where did you ever learn to be so good?"

     "I  took a correspondence course," he replied. "It was on  a 
matchbook cover - Can You Draw Good Head? - That's what I thought 
it said, anyway."

     "Seriously.  Most men don't seem to know the little  secrets 
that  women  know. Somebody had to tell you. Who was it?  An  old 
love?"

     Don smiled and looked at the dark window across the way.  He 
wondered  if Connie had been watching tonight. So many  times  he 
had been tempted to call her or simply walk over and knock on the 
door.  but that would have been too easy. After the  night  spent 
with her and Suzy, he could never suggest anything as banal as  a 
casual  night of lust. With Connie, he would have to be  creative 
and,  at  the very least, different and exciting.  Anything  less 
would  ruin  the  almost fantasy relationship  they  had.  For  a 
moment,  though, his thoughts went back to the moments  when  she 
had taken his soft cock and balls into her mouth and blown him as 
no other woman ever had. Carolyn's ministrations, as practiced as 
they were, could not come close to the sensations Connie's  lips, 
tongue and fingers had produced.

     "Hey! Come back, lover!"

     "Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I got carried away," he apologized.

     Carolyn knelt on the bed and threw her arms around his waist 
to hug him. One hand fondled his soft cock and her tongue  snaked 
into  his navel. The other hand cradled his balls and  then  went 
between  his legs to cup his ass as she devoured his limp  penis. 
Occupied  with his cock, she failed to notice as he waved at  the 
darkened  window in the building across the way. She did  notice, 
though,  when, a few moments later, his cock took a decided  leap 
within her mouth and began to stiffen once more.


     Connie  smiled to herself as she watched the woman  go  down 
on the limp penis. When Don waved at her, she knew that he,  too, 
was remembering the night they had had together. Still smiling to 
herself,  she adjusted the small reading lamp beside her bed  and 
spread her legs wide. Switching on the lamp, she let it highlight 
the  lush pinkness of her open pussy and felt the cool night  air 
blowing  across  the wet lips. Spreading herself  open  with  her 
fingers, she watched the effect it had on the couple in the other 
apartment.

     
     The sight of Connie's pussy had an immediate effect on  Don, 
and  he  felt  his cock come alive in  Carolyn's  mouth.  He  had 
suspected she was there, but this had been the first sign. As his 
cock grew to full strength, Carolyn released it and looked up  at 
him.

     "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked.

     Don  nodded and lay down beside her. Immediately, she  threw 
her leg over him and straddled his cock. Raising up slightly, she 
eased  his  penis into her wet pussy and  began  slowly  fucking. 
Suddenly, she froze.

     "My God!" she exclaimed. "I can't believe it!"

     "What?"

     "There's  a  girl  over  there. I  mean  she's  jerking  off 
and...Oh my God!"

     "What?"

     "Don, she's been watching us!"

     Don worked his hips so that his cock moved slowly in and out 
of her as she stared into the night.

     "What's she doing?" he asked.

     "She's, she's got three fingers in her cunt! I can't believe 
it! I mean...Do you know her?"

     "Uh huh."

     "Who is she?"

     "Connie. She lives there. I guess she likes to peek."

     Carolyn  was  becoming more excited as she watched  and  her 
pert  ass answered Don's long thrusts with a pulsating rhythm  of 
its own, her eyes fixed on the scene across the way.

     "Did you ever fuck her?" she asked in a strange voice.

     "Yes," Don replied.

     Carolyn's  pussy  swallowed  his cock to the  hilt  and  she 
ground her clitoris into his pubic hair.

     "Did you know she was watching us?"

     "I wasn't sure. Does it bother you?"

     "I...I  don't know. It makes me feel funny, though. Sort  of 
embarrassed  but excited at the same time. I think I'm  going  to 
come!"

     Her ass stroked faster and faster as she talked and Don felt 
his own orgasm coming on strongly. Carolyn made little sounds  as 
she started to come and he grasped her ass roughly and pumped  up 
into  her as his come spurted into her pussy. As  they  subsided, 
she  remained on top of him, her ass poised high in the  air  and 
partially  turned  to exposed her dripping pussy to the  eyes  of 
whoever might be watching from the dimly lighted window.  Phantom 
fingers were strumming the pink clitoris so fast they had  become 
a blur as Carolyn reached down and milked the last drops of  come 
from Don's cock.

     After a long while, she spoke.

     "What's she like?"

     "Connie?"

     "Is that her name?"

     "She's  nice,"  Don told her. "She's  pleasant  and  pretty, 
too. And she gets very horny!"

     "I can't believe we let her watch us like that. And the  way 
she had the light on herself...Don, do you two do this often?"

     "First time, actually. I didn't know it was going to happen. 
Connie  is  a rather sensuous woman. Like other  people  I  could 
name!  Not  that you'd ever consider doing  anything  quite  like 
that."

     "What are you trying to say?"

     "Nothing. Except I noticed you didn't stop."

     "Why  should I. She wasn't hurting anybody. I kind of  liked 
it."
     "Kind of?"

     "A lot."

     "How much is a lot?"

     "What  are you trying to get me to say, Don. I came,  didn't 
I? After all I was getting a damned good fuck at the time!"

     "Would you like to meet her?"

     "Don!"

     "Would you?"

     "I don't know. Maybe. I mean, you said she was nice."

     "She's a very sensuous woman, Carolyn."

     Carolyn's  face became serious for a moment and  she  looked 
directly at Don.

     "I  am, too," she said very softly and bent to lick  one  of 
his nipples in an effort to underscore her meaning.

     "Would you like to meet her?" he repeated.

     Carolyn was very quiet for a few minutes. When she  replied, 
her voice was clear and strong."

     "All right," she said. "are you going to call her?"

     "We both will," he replied and tugged her to her feet. 

     Standing  together, they waved across the way  and  motioned 
for  Connie  to  join them. When the tiny light went  out  and  a 
moment  later another light elsewhere in the apartment  came  on, 
they knew she was on her way.

     "I  hope you know what you're doing," Carolyn  breathed  and 
shivered as Don ran his hand down her back to stroke her behind.


     Connie took a deep breath and knocked on the door. If anyone 
had  ever suggested that she would be walking into  an  apartment 
wearing nothing but a raincoat to meet a man she hardly  knew and 
a woman who was a perfect stranger, she would have told them they 
were  insane. But here she was. After watching the two  of  them, 
she knew she could not resist their invitation to join them.  The 
door  opened to reveal a dimly lit room and Don's  face  appeared 
from  behind  it.  She  knew he was naked  behind  the  door  and 
shrugged out of her coat as she entered. When she turned to  kiss 
him, she was as naked as he.

     "Hello, stranger," he murmured as he stroked her full body.

     "Having fun?" she asked.

     "She's in the bedroom," Don told her.

     Connie  fondled his penis as she walked toward  the  bedroom 
door and he cupped her ample breast as she walked. As she entered 
the  room, she saw the woman had slipped between the  covers  and 
was turned away from her.

     "I'm Connie," she said tentatively.

     "This is Carolyn," Don told her. "I think she's shy."

     "I'm  not shy!" Carolyn objected as she turned over and  sat 
up. "I just never did anything like this before."

     Connie  smiled  as  she saw the woman's  face.  Carolyn  was 
pretty and as the sheet slipped down, she saw her petite body and 
small  breasts puckered with excitement. Carolyn smiled  back  at 
her.

     "Did you enjoy the show?" she asked.

     Connie blushed unexpectedly.

     "Yes I did, actually. You're very exciting."

     "So  are  you,"  Carolyn replied as  her  eyes  roamed  over 
Connie's  large  body, coming to rest on the auburn down  at  the 
juncture of her thighs.

     As  Carolyn watched, Connie shifted her weight  slightly  to 
allow  Don's  hand to grope her wet pussy and slide  two  fingers 
into  her  cunt.  The  smaller woman's  eyes  widened  as  Connie 
involuntarily  moaned  and thrust her abdomen  in  tiny,  jerking 
motions.  Don leaned forward to capture a large breast  with  his 
lips  and  suck the nipple in and out of his mouth,  tonguing  it 
wetly. He slowly forced Connie down on the bed as Carolyn crawled 
out  of the covers and positioned herself beside  them,  watching 
Connie's  face intently as Don continued to finger-fuck  her.  In 
less than a minute, Connie began to come and reached out to  hold 
Carolyn's  shoulders  as the waves of pure pleasure  washed  over 
her.

     "I'm  sorry,"  she  whispered as  she  regained  control  of 
herself.

     "It's  all  right,' Carolyn told her softly.  "Did  it  feel 
good? It looked like it was wonderful!"

     "It  was!"  Connie assured her. "I just meant that  I  don't 
want to make you feel uncomfortable."

     "Don't  be  silly!" Carolyn replied and kissed  her  on  the 
cheek,  making  sure  her  breasts  came  in  full  contact  with 
Connie's.

     Don took advantage of the moment to put his arms around both 
women  and take turns kissing them. Someone's hand  captured  his 
cock. He was not sure whose it was, but did not care. Connie  was 
making  small sounds in her throat as Carolyn kissed one  of  her 
large breasts. He gently opened Connie's thighs and the hand  led 
his  cock to the pouting lips of her pussy as  Carolyn's  fingers 
parted  them  and urged his cockhead inside  the  girl.  Delicate 
fingers  massaged his balls as he slid deep inside the big  woman 
and  he felt Carolyn's tongue teasing the base of his cock as  he 
fucked.  Connie's tongue had driven deep into his mouth  and  was 
dueling with his own.

     When  he  came again, both women shared the warm  juices  as 
they  spurted  out  of him and splashed  across  their  lips  and 
breasts.  Licking one another off, they did not stop  until  they 
were busily devouring one another's pussy as Don watched. He  had 
always  suspected Carolyn would be a passionate lover, but  never 
really thought she would be as lascivious as his sensuous  neigh-
bor.  Nor had he suspected that she would be as bisexual  as  she 
was.  After Connie arrived, Carolyn had paid surprisingly  little 
attention to him and concentrated on the other girl's breasts and 
pussy.  Connie, on the other hand, had stayed true to her  nature 
and paid Don's cock the attention it craved, sucking it deep into 
her throat and rolling his balls between her lips.

     Finally,  the three of them lay side by side, exhausted  and 
covered with perspiration.

     "I like your friends," Carolyn told him and squirmed  around 
to give Connie a kiss.

     "So  do  I," Don agreed and ran his hand over  Connie's  wet 
bush.

     Connie hugged both of them tightly and closed her eyes.  Her 
orgasm had left her only partially satisfied, and Carolyn's warm, 
tight  body glowed like a warm coal beside her. Under  her  hand, 
though, Don's cock curled soft and small as she kneaded  lightly. 
it  would take more than casual excitement to bring it up  again, 
she knew. Carolyn, however was already beginning to pulsate gent-
ly  against her. Boldly, she let her fingers run along the  crack 
of  the smaller woman's ass and dip between her thighs to  caress 
the damp flesh of her vagina. She was rewarded by a pair of  soft 
lips on her nipples and knowing fingers probing her own pussy  as 
Carolyn rose to the occasion.

     
     Moments  later,  they  had  shifted  position  with  Carolyn 
mounted  atop her, busily licking her wide-open pussy  while  she 
probed  the  other woman's cunt with her tongue and  fingers.  As 
Carolyn sucked her clitoris like a tiny cock, Connie did the same 
to her and felt the woman humping her pussy into her mouth as she 
reached down and forced Carolyn's face deeper into her crotch.

     Laying  on  top of Connie brought back  memories  from  many 
years for Carolyn. Marsha had been her best friend for as long as 
she  could  remember, and the two girls had  grown  up  together. 
Therefore, when John, Marsha's older brother, took an interest in 
the developing Carolyn, it was not so much of a noticeable  event 
as  a natural development. The day they kissed, though, she  felt 
his  stiff  penis through their clothes and knew  that  something 
important had happened. John was two years older than the  girls, 
and more sophisticated than either of them. A popular athlete, he 
never lacked for girls friends, but had been taken with the  pert 
curve of Carolyn's behind and the upturn of her growing breasts.

     When she accepted his invitation to go to the drive-in  that 
night,  she  immediately thought of telling Marsha. But,  for  no 
particular  reason, she changed her mind at the last  moment  and 
put the telephone back in the cradle. She thought of John's  kiss 
for  the rest of the afternoon and, as she relaxed in  the  bath, 
she  closed  her  eyes and remembered the feeling  of  his  penis 
pressing  against her thigh as their lips pressed  together.  She 
wondered  what it looked like and a tight feeling in the  pit  of 
her stomach told her that she would soon know! 

     He  had kissed her as soon as they pulled into the  drive-in 
and  she  answered him savagely, meeting his lips with  a  hungry 
pressure  as  he drove his tongue into her mouth  and  his  hands 
began  roaming over her body. She let them go and encouraged  him 
by  rubbing his chest and arms with her own hands as  her  tongue 
met his and tried to delve as deeply into his throat as she could 
go.  She whimpered in excitement as he squeezed her breasts,  and 
her  hand  pressed  his  closer and  harder.  Not  satisfied,  he 
caressed  her behind and rubbed her thighs, reaching the  hem  of 
her skirt and sliding it up until her white panties showed.

     Her  own  hand was rubbing his thigh as she waited  for  his 
fingers  to climb further up her leg. Suddenly, he took her  hand 
in  his and placed it firmly on the hard lump of his  penis.  She 
gasped  as  she  felt  it jump under the  smooth  fabric  of  his 
trousers, and his hand guided hers in a slow rubbing motion  that 
she continued after he let go. His hands went back to her  thighs 
and  rubbed  her  soaking pussy through the slick  cloth  of  her 
panties. His fingers slipped inside and she felt them probing her 
pussy  as  she found the zipper of his trousers.  She  pulled  it 
down as John pulled her panties down over her behind and massaged 
the  cheeks of her bare ass. She raised up so he could pull  them 
the  rest  of the way down and freed his penis as he did  so.  It 
sprang out  hard and furious, and her eyes opened wide as she saw 
it.

     John guided her hand once more and she felt the smooth  skin 
of his cock for the first time as he taught her how to stroke  it 
up and down. Reaching down, he freed his balls and she felt their 
heavy  softness, feeling them slip away from her  fingers  inside 
their  warm sac. His fingers were stroking her pussy by  now  and 
she  shifted  her weight again as he opened her lips  and  played 
with  her clitoris. His fingers probed her pussy lightly and  she 
gasped  as  they touched the delicate membrane of her  hymen  and 
pressed softly inward.

     "Be careful. Don't hurt me," she whispered.

     He did not answer but pressed his mouth on hers and she felt 
his  tongue  pulsing in and out of her mouth as his  hand  guided 
hers up and down his cock to match the rhythm of his tongue.  His 
other hand set up a similar pattern on her clitoris until she was 
conscious  of  nothing  but the pulsing of his  fingers  and  the 
swollen  thickness  of  his cock in her hand.  She  could  hardly 
breathe  because of the excitement that was building in her,  and 
she broke the kiss finally to look down at the beautiful cock  in 
her hand. The head was almost purple and shone darkly as drops of 
moisture oozed from the slit in its tip.

     "Suck it!" John Whispered urgently.

     She  looked  at  him to see if he really meant  it.  He  was 
sitting with his head thrown back and his eyes closed. There  was 
no  question  that  he had meant what he  said.  Very  slowly,she 
lowered her head, his fingers still strumming her clitoris.  When 
her  closed lips came in contact with the rubbery head he  thrust 
upward,  trying to feed her. She let the tip of her tongue  brush 
over  it and found the taste to be far from unpleasant. His  hand 
on  the back of her head drove her down and she found  her  mouth 
filled with is cock and she gagged.

     "I'm sorry," she apologized. "I've never done this before."

     "If you don't like it..."

     "No!"  she objected. "I do like it. It's just that you  have 
to let me get used to it!"

     Slowly, she returned to her task. This time she took several 
inches  of his cock into her mouth and sucked it as he  had  told 
her  to in the beginning. The effect was immediate on him and  he 
groaned and twisted his hips, trying to fuck her virgin mouth  as 
she  sucked her first cock. She marveled at the hot, spongy  feel 
of  the head as it slid over her tongue and felt the  loose  skin 
sliding  between her lips as her head tried to match the  furious 
pumping of his hips.

     Suddenly, Carolyn became aware of something happening and  a 
salty  taste  invaded her mouth as John's cock  shot  streams  of 
come. It took a moment for her to realize what was happening  and 
then  all the hushed stories she had heard came back to her in  a 
heady,  exciting rush. She sucked the throbbing cock with a  ven-
geance to capture drop after drop and swallowed it all  greedily. 
As  she sucked, the lovely thing began to wilt in her  mouth  and 
John forced her away from it.

     By  the time the movie was halfway over, she had sucked  him 
hard  once more and had come in his hand as he frigged  her  cli-
toris to a frenzy. She climbed on top of him and pressed his cock 
against the soft down of her cunt and pressed her lips to his  as 
he  fumbled between them. She squealed sharply as his cock  pene-
trated her hymen and entered her pussy. Despite the burning  sen-
sation  in  her  pussy, she humped him madly,  feeling  his  cock 
pressing  against her cervix. He pulled out of her  abruptly  and 
she  felt his come splashing against her stomach as she held  his 
cock close to her as he continued to thrust his hips at her.

     It  marked  the beginning of her lifelong  infatuation  with 
sex,  and she spent the rest of that year meeting  John  whenever 
and  wherever she could. She became expert at  deriving  pleasure 
from his and soon learned how to entice him into serving all  her 
pleasure points. 

     They  were  in John's bedroom when Marsha  discovered  them. 
They  had thought they were alone in the house and had wasted  no 
time  in getting out of their clothes. Marsha walked in on  them, 
they  were in the sixty-nine position with Carolyn kneeling  over 
John's mouth as she sucked his cock and jerked him off the way he 
especially  loved. Marsha stopped cold as she saw them and  stood 
for a moment watching. So busy with one another, they were,  that 
neither realized she was there. Carolyn's thighs hid John's view, 
and  when she turned her eyes and saw her best  friend  watching, 
she  froze, the swollen cock halfway down her throat,  her  hands 
cradling his balls.

     Neither girl moved until Marsh licked her lips nervously and 
moved her hand to her breast. As she did, Carolyn slid John's red 
cock as far into her throat as she could, making him moan as  she 
forced  the muscles of her throat to swallow frantically.  As  he 
began to come, she lifted her head and used her hand to  pump his 
cock  so  that Marsha could see the gobs of come spurting  up  on 
Carolyn's face and hair.

     Marsha gasped and fled.

     Carolyn's  orgasm  washed  over her like a  wave  as  John's 
tongue  swirled  over her clitoris, and she  came  again,  almost 
immediately, grinding her pussy into his face.

     She  found  Marsha in her own room. She was sitting  on  the 
edge  of  her bed with tears running down her  cheeks.  At  first 
Carolyn had not noticed it, but she soon realized Marsha's  hands 
were  in her shorts and the girl was very obviously playing  with 
herself as she sat crying.

     "I'm sorry," Carolyn said and sat beside her.

     "It's all right," Marsha sniffled. "It's just..."

     "What?"

     "I can't tell you."

     "Please!  Don't  cry! I didn't want you  to  know!"  Carolyn 
pleaded.  She put her arms around Marsha to comfort her and  felt 
the  girl's wet cheek against her own. For the first  time,  too, 
she became aware of the firmness of her friend's breasts.

     "Oh, Carolyn," Marsha sobbed. It was so...so...Oh, God!  How 
could you stand it?"

     "What do you mean?"

     Marsha stopped crying and tried to get ahold of herself.

     "I'm  sorry," she said stiffly. "I guess I got carried  away 
seeing  you and Johnnie like that. It's O.K., though.  You're  my 
best friend, so I won't get mad."

     Slowly, it began to dawn on Carolyn.

     "You  and Johnnie?" she asked, her voice barely  a  whisper. 
They  were still holding one another and Marsha's arms  held  her 
closely.

     "Are you mad at me?" Marsha asked in a tiny voice.

     "No! You did it with your brother?"

     "It  wasn't  like  that!" Marsha pleaded. "I  mean,  I  love 
Johnnie. Please don't tell anybody. I'd die if anybody else found 
out."

     "I won't tell. And don't you!" Carolyn replied. "But..."

     "But what?" Marsha was suddenly alarmed.

     "Well, you saw me with Johnnie. It's not fair unless you let 
me see you."

     Marsha's eyes widened.

     "Carolyn! What are you saying?"

     "Nothing.  Just that you have to let me watch you with  him, 
just like you watched me. Then we'll be even."

     Marsha looked around as if to make sure they were alone.

     "We, uh...we sort of do everything," she said quietly.

     "So do we."
     
     "I know. Johnnie told me."

     "You knew we  went all the way?"

     "He  told me when you blew him in the drive-in.  You  really 
turned him on! He didn't want any other girl but you. And me,  of 
course."

     "Then why did you get so upset just now?"

     "Seeing  you  doing  that to him. It just  made  me  want...  
never  mind.  I guess I was just acting silly. And  besides,  you 
caught  me playing with myself. I was a little  embarrassed,  and 
all. Besides, you're so pretty and I'm so..."

     Carolyn impulsively kissed the other girl and was  surprised 
to have the kiss returned. The tip of Marsha's tongue touched her 
lips for a second and then the kiss was gone. Carolyn  remembered 
the  delicious hot flush that crept through her as  she  realized 
what the kiss really meant.

     "You  kiss good," she said. "And besides, I don't  know  why 
you think I'm so pretty. Look at you you're breasts are twice  as 
big as mine. I bet Johnnie really likes them."

     Marsha smiled and looked down at herself.

     "He likes to suck them," she said. "I love it when he does."

     Carolyn  eyed the larger girl's nipples poking  through  the 
light  fabric of her T-shirt. Even at 15, Marsha's  breasts  were 
large  and  heavy,  almost as large then as  Connie's  were  now, 
Carolyn  thought  to  herself as she reminisced.  And  easily  as 
sensitive!  She had giggled mischievously as she tickled  one  of 
Marsha's nipples, making the other girl gasp with surprise.

     "Carolyn!"

     "As good as Johnnie?"

     Marsha looked at her coyly.

     "Maybe," she said with a little grin. She was looking  away, 
but  her eyes met Carolyn's for a scant moment. The  meaning  was 
there, all right. Carolyn saw that look too many times after that 
to have forgotten how it affected her then.

     Now it was her turn to become shy.

     "I can be better," she said, lowering her eyes.

     Marsha did not answer but continued to look down at the bed-
covers. Her hands twisted together nervously.

     "Want  to see?" Carolyn pressed. Marsha nodded once  without 
looking at her.

     "Promise not to tell anybody?"

     Again, Marsha nodded and Carolyn slid next to her.

     "Lift  up your shirt," she whispered, and when  Marsha  did, 
she stared at the full, blue-veined breasts with their pink caps.

     She ran her hands softly over one of them, feeling its  full 
weight as she lifted it. Without another word, she bent her  head 
and  captured  the turgid nipple and began  sucking,  moving  her 
tongue over it. She felt Marsha's own hands tentatively exploring 
her  body and when she shifted to the other breast and  continued 
sucking,  Marsha  peeled her shirt away and  began  fondling  her 
small, hard breasts, too.

     "Am I as good as Johnnie?" she asked impishly and went  back 
to sucking the excited nipple.

     Marsha's  only answer was a strange sound from deep  in  her 
throat and the movement of her hands to Carolyn's shorts. Without 
taking  her lips away from Marsha's tits, she shifted her  weight 
and  allowed the girl to run her hand down inside her panties  to 
caress her pussy.

     When  John found them, Carolyn recalled, they  were  wearing 
only  their panties, and had only slipped them back on when  they 
heard him coming.

     Connie moved sinuously beneath her and Carolyn slid her fin-
gers  into the soft mat of pubic hair between the girl's  thighs. 
She had always enjoyed the bodies of larger women, a  throw-back, 
she was sure, to her years with Marsha and John. Don had rejoined 
them and was assisting Connie in ministering to Carolyn's  pussy, 
tonguing  it deeply as Connie sucked her clitoris. It was a  rare 
combination of effects she especially loved and wondered why  she 
had never before recognized just how sexy a man Don was. They had  
known  one another for several years and had just now decided  to 
see one another socially. Tonight, she had been hoping for a nice 
lay, but this was much, much more than she had bargained for.

     Don  tasted the heady aroma of Carolyn's pussy  and  pressed 
his  tongue  further inside her. His cheek  was  pressed  against 
Connie's  and  he  could feel the muscles of  her  jaw  and  face 
working  as she sucked her pink clitoris. He put his  arm  around 
Connie and cupped her large breast, pressing his still-limp  cock 
against  her ample ass. She tensed her muscles, pinching  it  be-
tween  the  smooth,  firm cheeks. As the two  of  them  continued 
eating  Carolyn,  he felt his cock begin to slowly  grow  as  the 
warmth  of Connie's ass filled him. She, too, was becoming  aware 
of the stiffening prick between her cheeks as she began to make a 
slow, rubbing motion with her hips. Carolyn's lips and tongue  at 
her cunt also enhanced her rhythm and Don knew her orgasm was not 
far off.

     Connie  reminded him of someone else he had once  known  and 
loved.  They  were much younger then, but Sue had  had  the  same 
wide,  ample  body and the full, pendulous  breasts  that  marked 
Connie  so  distinctively. They had met at a party and  each  had 
left their own date to slip away. Taken with the wildness of  the 
moment,  they had gone to his apartment and necked heavily  until 
he slipped his hand inside her bra to feel her nipples. He winced 
in pleasure as he remembered the way she had grabbed his hand and 
pressed  it hard against her warm flesh. Reaching behind her,  he 
unhooked  her  bra even as she was pulling her sweater  over  her 
head  and  immediately  kissed  the huge  nipples  as  they  came 
tumbling  into  view. Sue's breasts hung low and  pendulous,  the 
tips crowned with dark brown aureolae and huge nipples that stood 
out like corks. He lifted one of her breasts with both hands  and 
devoured  it,  sucking as much soft flesh into his  mouth  as  he 
could hold.

     As he licked and sucked her breasts, Sue's hands tentatively 
roamed  to  the  waistband of his trousers  and  lingered  there. 
Without leaving her breasts, he ran his right hand down her  back 
and  slipped it inside her slacks to feel the soft flesh  of  her 
ass.  As he did, she expertly undid his belt and pulled down  his 
zipper  she grasped his raging cock at the same moment  he  found 
the  wet  folds  of her pussy. As he frigged her  wet  hole,  she 
pulled  away and bent over to take his cock in her mouth  to  run 
her  tongue the full length of the big vein swelling beneath  it. 
Sue  had always sucked his cock better than anyone in  the  world 
until he met Connie. It had been years since he had seen her, but 
he could still feel her lips and tongue urging the juices out  of 
his balls.

     He cold also remember her big, soft body as she loomed  over 
him,  rubbing her breasts all over his face and chest,  her  soft 
ass massaging his stomach and thighs until her pussy captured the 
head  of  his  cock  and drew its full  length  into  her.  Their 
relationship  was based on lust, by their own design and  desire. 
They  put  no bounds on their lust, except to honor  the  other's 
decision  to say "No" to anything. As far as Don could  remember, 
it was a word that neither of them ever used.

     Carolyn's  spasms told him she was coming again, and  Connie 
was  making  tiny  sounds as she glued her  lips  to  the  girl's 
clitoris.  Don's  cock had come to a full  erection  and  pressed 
against  the tender flesh inside of Connie's thighs.  She  opened 
her  legs  and  let the head slip against her own  wet  cunt  and 
reached down to stroke his balls with her finger-tips. They  were 
wet  and heavy as he pushed his cock far into her open  pussy.  A 
sudden intrusion of Carolyn's lips and tongue across Don's  balls 
caused her to withdraw her fingers. Immediately, she felt Carolyn 
licking  her pussy, tasting the heavy juices that Don's cock  was 
forcing  from her, and exciting her clitoris as the  broad  penis 
inside her stretched her vagina.

     Don  was  on his knees now, seriously  fucking  Connie  from 
behind, feeling the full mounds of her broad buttocks against his 
abdomen everytime he thrust into her. Carolyn was licking the two 
of  them as they worked and he knew his third orgasm was  shortly 
forthcoming  as her tongue worked to send the thick, white  juice 
up  into his cock. It was better than even Sue had been.  Despite 
Sue's fantasy to be ganged-fucked, they had never had anyone join 
them and Don did not even know whether Sue would have liked it or 
not. But Connie left no doubt. She was the perfect complement for 
him.  He  wondered what she would be like by  herself,  and  then 
remembered  the  phenomenal  blow-job she had given  him  in  her 
apartment.

     Just  before he came, he slipped his cock out of  her  pussy 
and fucked it against her clit. Carolyn licked the dripping  head 
as well as Connie's wet cunt as he began to come again. The  come 
spurted out of him and across Connie's pubic hair. Carolyn caught 
most  of  it  in her mouth and crawled up to kiss  both  of  them 
deeply.  Both Connie and Don tasted the mixture of male come  and 
pussy  juice in her mouth as they took turns spearing their  ton-
gues deeply inside her.

     Connie half-woke as Carolyn kissed her goodbye and left  the 
apartment. Don kissed her too and promised to let her sleep until 
he came back, and she lazily closed her eyes and let them go. The 
next time she woke, Don's naked body was sliding into bed  beside 
her  and he pressed warm and strong beside her. She  wiggled  her 
ass  contentedly as he pressed up against her. Sighing, she  went 
back to sleep. When she awoke again, the sun was shining brightly 
in the open window and Don was sucking one of her breasts. A  cup 
of coffee and a glass of orange juice were on the bedstand. 

     "Good  morning," she murmured and reached for the  class  of 
juice. Don beat her to it, though, and knelt beside her, his cock 
stiff and dark.

     Taking  his cock, he dipped it in the glass of orange  juice 
and  then  presented it to her to suck clean. When  she  did,  he 
repeated  the exercise again and again until she held  him  still 
and sucked him vigorously.

     "Not so fast!" he warned her. "I have limits, you know!"

     She leaned back and laughed.

     "Hand  me  my coffee," she told him. "And don't  scald  your 
dick in it, either!"

     He chuckled and handed the cup to her.

     "How was your trip last night?" she asked.

     "To  Carolyn's place? Fine. She likes you, she says. I  just 
took a chance, actually. When I saw you watching us, I figured if 
she  didn't like it, she could leave early. I didn't realize  she 
was as into it as she is!"

     "She  seems  nice, but I think I might be giving  the  wrong 
idea  of myself," Connie said. "I'm actually a very  conservative 
person. You just seem to bring out secrets that I thought no  one 
could find! You seem to enjoy them so much, I guess it's O.K. But 
last night I got a little worried a couple of times."

     Don kissed her.

     "You're  more than any man could ever hope to dream of!"  he 
assured  her. "You're probably the most exciting woman I've  ever 
met."

     Connie pinched his ribs playfully.

     "That's  why  you  call me so much!" she  retorted.  "I  was 
beginning  to  think...well,  I'm  glad  we  caught  each   other 
tonight."

     Don nodded and kissed her again.

     "I'm sorry," he told her simply and slipped into bed  beside 
her.

     Connie put her coffee down very carefully and rolled  toward 
him.  Wordlessly, he slid his body on top of hers as  she  opened 
her thighs to him. His cock was already stiff and he slid it into 
her wet pussy without delay, sinking it in as far as it would go. 
He could feel the muscles of her vagina squeezing around it as he 
began  to draw it out again. Her hands were firmly upon his  ass, 
guiding his speed and pulling him into her as deeply as she could 
urge him.

     They  fucked slowly and deliberately, all  concentration  on 
the juncture of their bodies, he reveling in the smooth tightness 
of  her pussy, and she in the plunging friction of his wide cock. 
He  made  little  whimpering sounds as he came  in  her  and  she 
answered him with her own orgasm moments later. As his soft  cock 
slipped out, she felt the mixture of their juices seep out of her 
and slide down into the crack of her ass. As they lay quietly  in 
their  afterglow,  she let her fingers creep down  to  touch  her 
tender cunt and feel the slippery flesh between her thighs.  Then 
they slept.

     Connie awoke with a warm feeling and quickly recognized that 
she  was captured in the arms of a man who was holding  her  from 
behind  and  stroking her right breast. His  cock  pressed  hotly 
against  the  tender  flesh  of  her  behind,  which  she   moved 
seductively against him, and felt the hard penis jump against her 
ass.  Her  skin was caked with dried come and it cracked  as  she 
moved.

     "Where's  the  bathroom?"  she asked, and  got  out  of  bed 
reluctantly.

     She was about to return to bed when he met her at the door.

     "Shower-time!" he announce and she allowed him to steer  her 
back into the bathroom and entered the shower stall. 

     The  warm  water cascaded them and Don began  lathering  her 
body  with a rich smelling soap. She braced herself  against  the 
side of the shower stall as his fingers slipped between her  legs 
and  soaped the tender folds of her vagina. Taking the soap,  she 
lathered her hands and then rubbed his cock and balls until  they 
were  white with suds. He knelt and carefully scrubbed  each  leg 
and,  turning  her around, soaped her back and her  wide  bottom, 
taking special care to run his hands over her round buttocks  and 
down into the tender flesh of her pussy.

     Turning  around,  she did the same to him, starting  at  the 
back  of  his  neck and working her way  down  to  his  buttocks. 
Slipping  her hand between his legs, she soaped his  balls  well, 
feeling  their  weight  in the palm of her hand.  She  moved  her 
fingers and felt them sliding away from her touch. Resoaping  her 
hands,  she smoothed his ass once more, groping as intimately  as 
he had, until her turned and took her in his arms.

     His  cock  was stiff once again, and she broke the  kiss  to 
kneel  before  him.  The water rained down on  her  face  as  she 
engulfed his cock and began sucking him with long, slow  strokes. 
His hands entwined in her wet hair as he moved with her  questing 
mouth. He made her break the embrace before coming, however,  and 
pulled  her  out of the shower to kneel on the soft  rug  on  the 
bathroom  floor. 

     Without  a  word he knelt behind her and entered  her  pussy 
with  a single stroke and began fucking her deeply. She  put  her 
hands under her to feel his cock going in and out, and rubbed the 
tip of her clitoris as he fucked her. Her orgasm was beginning to 
build when he suddenly stopped and pulled out of her.

     "I  can't get enough of you!" he gasped. "Let's get back  in 
bed!"

     "Let's dry off first," she laughed. "I'm freezing to death!"

     He  laughed and wrapped her in an oversized bath towel,  and 
gave  her  another  to fold around her soaking  hair.  He  rubbed 
himself  dry  and led her back to the bed. She sat  down  on  the 
bedside  and began rubbing her hair dry as he knelt in  front  of 
her and parted her thighs. Sliding forward so that her ass was on 
the  very  edge,  she exposed her gaping cunt to  his  mouth  and 
closed  her eyes as he expertly sucked her clitoris and then  ran 
his  tongue the length of her pussy. His fingers tickled her  ass 
and  her  clitoris as his tongue delved into the  depths  of  her 
slit.

     Don felt her legs tremble as she came again and again  while 
he  ate her.  He tasted the heady aroma of her cunt and  realized 
just  how unique and delicious her pussy was. He sucked her  clit 
into  his  mouth and heard her making low, panting sounds  as  he 
continued making her come. Finally, he stood up and kissed her on 
the lips.

     "Sit  down," she whispered and quickly changed  places  with 
him.

     She  looked  closely  at his red cock and  the  heavy  balls 
beneath it. It was fringed by curly brown hair, and a light  down 
covered  his  balls.  She  wet her tongue and  ran  it  over  the 
wrinkled sac hanging between his legs. Lifting his balls, she ran 
her tongue over the sensitive place just behind them and felt his 
body  react.  She worked back up over his balls  and  licked  the 
length of his cock, using her fingers to milk out a tiny drop  of 
clear juice for her to taste.

     Secretly,  Connie  prided herself on being  an  accomplished 
cocksucker  who  loved her work! She had first learned  about  it 
when she was in the back seat of George Pauley's car. He had come 
in her mouth and she had been furious and made him take her right 
home.  She went immediately to her room that night and lay  awake 
shaking in excitement thinking about what she had just done,  and 
tasting  the  lingering  traces of come.  She  could  still  hear 
George's  breath coming in quick pants and the whimpering  sounds 
he  made  as the gobs of come flooded her mouth.  She  put  three 
fingers  in  her cunt and brought herself to  such  a  shattering 
orgasm that her mother had knocked on her bedroom door to see  if 
she was all right.

     It was not until a few months later, though, that she really 
learned what it was really all about and how much she enjoyed it. 
She  was  staying with her aunt and uncle for a  week  while  her 
parents  were away, and had been enjoying her stay as she  always 
did.  She and her Aunt Carlie had been shopping and  sightseeing, 
and  doing  things together like going to  lunch  in  fashionable 
restaurants  that had made Connie feel very grown-up and  sophis-
ticated.  Carlie was several years younger than  Connie's  mother 
and  more of an older sister than an aunt to Connie. The  two  of 
them laughed and swapped stories, Carlie always interested in her 
niece's latest doings.

     One  afternoon, they were sitting in an outdoor cafe  having 
an ice cream soda when Carlie suddenly winked and nodded toward a 
young  man  walking by. Connie looked at him  keenly,  trying  to 
discern what her aunt was looking at. The man was rather handsome 
with  a  good build and dark, curly hair.  Connie  found  herself 
rather interested as he passed.

     "Great  buns!" her aunt remarked and Connie blushed  as  she 
realized she was watching him with more than passing interest.

     "Don't  tell  me you hadn't noticed," she teased  the  girl. 
"When I was your age, I..."

     She  let her voice trail off as she  grinned  mischievously. 
Connie blushed crimson and looked down at her ice cream. Her aunt 
patted her forearm reassuringly.

     "Don't tell me you don't have any boyfriends!"

     Connie shrugged.

     "I go out sometimes," she answered.

     "Good  God, he's sweet!" her aunt said looking at the  young 
man again. "I'll bet he's hung like a horse!"

     "Aunt Carlie!" Connie exclaimed.

     "What's  the  matter?" she laughed. "Do you think  you  kids 
have  a  monopoly on sex? Us old ladies like to  look  too!  Just 
don't tell Jack I was checking out the local talent. He seems  to 
think I should be blind!"

     Connie grinned. She liked Carlie just because the woman made 
her feel she was on her level and not a child. She had had a  lot 
more  intimate conversation with her girlfriends, of course,  but 
talking so frankly with her aunt made her feel even more mature.

     "I won't tell him, Aunt Carlie."

     "That's  O.K.,"  the  woman conceded.  "You  probably  liked 
that kid better than I did! Myra better keep her eye on you!"

     Again Connie blushed.

     "You little devil!" Aunt Carlie teased. "You're way ahead of 
all  of  us, aren't you? Tell your Aunt Carlie all  about  it.  I 
can't wait to hear what goodies you've been into."

     And so the afternoon went on until Connie had confessed  her 
recent fun and games to her aunt who, in turn, confided in Connie 
about some of the affairs she had had as a teen-ager. When Connie 
asked  about her current activities, however, Carlie changed  the 
subject  and the two of them left the cafe and went home.  Connie 
knew  she had touched on something that her aunt found  extremely 
sensitive,  and  Connie  was more than certain  that  Carlie  was 
having an affair with someone.

     Connie  ran  her tongue the length of Don's  cock  and  then 
poked  the tip of it under the ridge of its large,  spongy  head. 
Softly, she covered it with her lips and ran her tongue into  the 
tiny  slit. She loved the feel of a man's glans in her mouth  and 
squeezed the shaft with her hand to make the head swell large and 
firm.  Don  arched his back as she slid the cock  deep  into  her 
throat. His pubic hair tickled her nose as she sucked contentedly 
on the throbbing cock.

     "Can you wait a couple of minutes? I have to run inside  and 
see about some business," her aunt had said as they pulled up  in 
front of a small office building. It housed a real estate office, 
primarily and Connie waited as her aunt went inside.

     As  the  time passed, she grew more restless  and  began  to 
worry as thirty minutes went by. Finally, she got out of the  car 
and  went into the office. There was no one in the outer  office, 
but  she  could hear her aunt's voice very  clearly  coming  from 
behind a closed door.

     "Oh  God!  I love that!" she was saying and  a  man's  voice 
responded, so muffled that Connie could not make out what he  was 
saying. 

     Connie  tiptoed over to the door and opened it a tiny  crack 
to peek through. Her aunt sat on a desk. Her blouse was open  and 
her breasts hung bare. Her shirt was pulled above her waist and a 
man knelt between her thighs, his face buried in her bush. Connie 
flushed  with excitement as she saw his pants were down  and  his 
hand was stroking his erect cock as he ate her aunt's pussy.  His 
cock  was broad and long; it seemed gigantic compared  to  George 
Pauley's. Connie stared at it as he stroked it back and forth.

     As she watched, he stood up, and her aunt slid off the  desk 
to kneel before him and suck his cock into her mouth. He held her 
head and fucked in and out while she stroked his ass and  soothed 
his swaying balls. Finally she stood up.

     "Fuck  me,  Stan," she gasped as she sat back on  the  desk, 
opening her legs for him. Connie saw the pink lining of her  cunt 
as she opened the lips to accommodate his cock. The man drove  it 
into  her as the girl watched in breathless excitement.  She  had 
never seen anyone fucking before and watching her aunt taking the 
fat cock into her pussy was almost more than she could bear.

     Suddenly  the  man's hips began moving  incredibly  fast  he 
began grunting with passion.

     "Oh yes! Come in me," Aunt Carlie panted. "Shoot it all!"

     Connie  could see her hands digging into the man's  buttocks 
as her aunt pulled him closer and closer. Her feet were suspended 
in  the air, pumping furiously in time to his thrusting hips  and 
she squealed as he stopped and shuddered.

     "Oh  Christ!" Carlie exclaimed. "I left my niece out in  the 
car. She'll think I got lost!"

     "You're too much, Carlie!" the man exclaimed and Connie  saw 
them  straighten up and adjust their clothes. When her  aunt  re-
turned  to  the car, Connie was conveniently  asleep  and  smiled 
sweetly as the woman got into the car.

     As  they  drove toward home, they passed another  young  man 
walking beside them.

     "Great buns," Connie remarked pointedly.

     "I  suppose," her aunt replied and then looked at her  oddly 
for  a moment. Neither spoke again until they were  nearly  home. 
Then Aunt Carlie cleared her throat and began.

     "I'm trying to prepare a little surprise for Uncle Frank, so 
maybe  we  shouldn't  tell him about the stop we  made  today.  I 
wouldn't want him to put two and two together and ruin it."

     Connie nodded and looked down at the floor.

     "I'm  sorry I was so long," her aunt continued. "I just  got 
involved and couldn't get out of there!"

     "I know," Connie murmured.

     Her aunt smiled wryly.

     "Stan has nice buns," Connie added and winked impishly.

     "Connie! Don't tell me you...Oh my God!"

     Her  aunt had to pull the car over to the side of  the  road 
while  she  got ahold of herself. And Connie rolled her  eyes  in 
fear that she had gone too far.

     Her  Aunt Carlie leaned back and looked at the roof  of  the 
car.

     "I'm so embarrassed," she said. "I don't know what to say."

     "You  don't  have to say anything," Connie  answered.  "It's 
O.K.  I love you, Aunt Carlie. I know you must love him, too,  or 
you wouldn't..."

     "Oh,  you don't know!" her aunt laughed. "Connie,  you  just 
don't  know! Frank is a nice guy, but he's...well, he's  sort  of 
boring,  if  you know what I mean. I wouldn't hurt him  for  any-
thing,  but Stan just turns me to water. I mean, I would do  any-
thing for him!"

     "I think I know what you mean," Connie told her. "I wouldn't 
think  of saying anything to Uncle Frank. Are you going to  leave 
him and marry Stan?"

     Carlie looked at her and shook her head.

     "Stanley is not the kind of man a girl marries, Connie.  The 
reason  he  screws so great is that he gets a  lot  of  practice. 
Marriage isn't going to change that man... I shouldn't be talking 
to  you like this. You're liable to get the wrong idea.  Marriage 
is supposed to be different, isn't it?"

     Connie  shrugged. She could still picture her aunt  kneeling 
in  front of the man as he fucked her mouth. Her underpants  were 
soaked from her excitement and she wished her aunt would hurry on 
home so she could go to her room and change, and maybe stroke the 
burning place between her thighs. But her aunt needed her - what? 
Approval?  Forgiveness?  Perhaps, thought Connie as  she  thought 
back the conversation they had had at lunch, her aunt was  really 
seeking some sort of complicity, an ally or a compatriot.  Connie 
swallowed hard and looked at the woman.

     "I  sort of liked watching you," she said quietly.  "It  was 
kind of like I was watching what I wanted to do, if you know what 
I mean."

     "Connie,  don't say that... besides, I don't know  what  you 
saw," her aunt replied.

     "I saw you blow him," Connie said quickly and waited to  see 
what she would say. To her relief and surprise, Carlie smiled and 
looked back at her.

     "It must run in the family," she said. "We Munson women  are 
born cocksuckers, it seems. Yes, Stan has a most wonderful  cock, 
Connie.  I'm sure, though, that someday you'll find  one  equally 
delightful. Now we have to be going. We'll talk about this again. 
Believe me, we will!"

     Connie  had stopped sucking Don's cock, not wanting  him  to 
come too quickly and was slowing and torturously licking the line 
between  his  balls and his ass as she tickled his  hole  with  a 
fingertip. Don had a nice cock, she mused. Just enough more  than 
a mouthful to be exciting and so smooth and delicious. She closed 
her eyes and let her thoughts wander back to her Aunt Carlie once 
more.

     Two  days later, Aunt Carlie told Connie she had a  surprise 
for her and later that afternoon, formally introduced her to Stan 
and  her surprise - Stan's nephew, Phillip. They were  at  Stan's 
apartment overlooking a large park, and Carlie suggested the  two 
them take a walk to get better acquainted. 

     Connie ran her tongue the length of Don's cock once more and 
remembered  the feel of Phillip's cock when she first took it  in 
her mouth. It was bigger than George's, almost as big as  Stan's, 
she  always thought. She sucked Pillip until he was almost  ready 
to come and then sat up on the couch and pulled her dress up  for 
him  to lick her pussy. As he burrowed into her cunt,  she  could 
hear her aunt being fucked in the bedroom. Either by accident  or 
design they had left the bedroom door partially ajar, and  Connie 
could  see glimpses of flesh as the couple inside moved back  and 
forth on the bed.

     She  remembered Phillip's naked body as he stood before  her 
and  stripped her dress and bra from her and tossed them  on  the 
floor  beside  her panties, and she remembered the  feel  of  his 
thick,  sweet  cock as it entered her pussy for the  first  time, 
sliding all the way in while her aunt's moans came from the  bed-
room.  She had come almost immediately, and Phillip came  shortly 
thereafter,  causing a river of sperm to run down the  inside  of 
her thighs.

     She  got  up  and  walked naked to  the  bathroom  and  felt 
Phillip's  eyes on her ass as she went. Inside the bathroom,  she 
put two fingers to her pussy and tasted the delicious mixture  of 
juices still running out of her. Then she peed and wiped herself. 
On  her way back to Phillip, she paused beside the  bedroom  door 
and  peered inside. Her aunt was kneeling over Stan's chest,  his 
face covered by her hairy cunt as she took his cock deep into her 
throat and massaged his balls as she sucked him.

     Unconsciously,  she  had  opened the door  wider  to  watch, 
stroking her clitoris at the same time. A moment later, Phillip's 
hands  captured  her  breasts and she felt the tip  of  his  cock 
poking  into  the deep crack between her  buttocks.  Arching  her 
back, she reached behind her to guide it lower to where her pussy 
still dripped with the excitement of watching her aunt go down on 
her lover. Phillip moved behind her and his cock entered her cunt 
from behind with such force that she gasped.

     Her  aunt had looked up at her with a panicky, worried  look 
on  her  face,  and then had smiled as  their  eyes  met.  Connie 
reached  between her legs and held Phillip's balls as he  groaned 
in  pleasure  while  he humped against her  ass.  Carlie's  smile 
turned  into a pouting "O" as she went back to the erect cock  in 
her hands. She proceeded to give Connie her first real lesson  in 
cocksucking  then, as she licked her lover's cock and balls,  and 
finally  urged streams of white come out of him -  streams  which 
she  quickly gobbled up as Connie watched in  amazement.  Phillip 
had  long since come, and his juices were again running down  the 
inside of her legs. 

     Her  aunt  was  milking her lover's  cock  into  her  mouth, 
straining  to  capture the last of the succulent white  cream  he 
shot. Bits of the fluid seeped at the corner of her mouth as  she 
closed  her eyes in obvious ecstacy. Connie watched  the  woman's 
throat working as she tried to swallow the length of Stan's cock. 
With  Phillip's semi-hard cock pressing her ass, she watched  her 
aunt  with  growing excitement and slowly dropped to  her  knees, 
turning  to  capture the boy's penis in her hands.  Watching  her 
aunt  out  of the corner of her eye, she  sucked  the  still-soft 
organ into her mouth and felt it jerk alive on her tongue.

     Carlie  smiled  as she watched her niece going down  on  the 
handsome lad. She wiggled her ass as Stan's tongue swirled around 
her clitoris, bringing her closer and closer to climax.  Connie's 
mother  was  a demure prig of a woman, just the opposite  of  her 
hot-blooded  little sister. Carlie recognized herself  in  Connie 
and  had vowed to help the girl out from under the moral  tyranny 
of  her  mother. It was, after all, an aunt's duty  to  help  her 
niece  enter the mysteries of womanhood, she told herself as  she 
weighed Stan's balls in her fingers.

     Connie  had held onto Phillip's hips as he fucked her  mouth 
and  tried  to counter his movements with her  own,  feeling  the 
luscious cock slipping back and forth between her tongue and  the 
roof  of her mouth. When he suddenly broke the rhythm  to  thrust 
deep into her throat, she gagged and choked, gasping to catch her 
breath.  She could hear her aunt snickering softly from  the  bed 
and turned crimson with embarrassment. Later, Carlie had told her 
how  to avoid choking on an over-exuberant man, but it  would  be 
some years before she learned to deep-throat.

     Connie was a cocksucker from a long line of cocksuckers. She 
had taken naturally to her calling and with the prompting of  her 
lascivious  aunt,  became a mistress to her  oral  desires.   Don 
moaned loudly as he shot a stream of white come into the air. She 
quickly  brought her thoughts back to business and  captured  the 
erupting  column  in her mouth to taste the second spurt  of  hot 
cream.  Don's  body convulsed as he pumped his  orgasm  into  her 
sucking mouth.

     Connie  stretched  out on the supine body of her  lover  and 
shared  a deep kiss with him, barely flicking their  tongues  to-
gether with his hands wandering over her wide ass. At times  like 
these, she forgot how she so often envied the narrow-hipped, thin 
girls  who  seemed to steal every show and parade  themselves  as 
paragons of feminine beauty. Her man loved her for the big,  soft 
woman she was - what she was and who she was. Putting her head on 
his  shoulder, she closed her eyes and luxuriated in the feel  of 
his hands soothing her satiated body.

     Outside  the  window, birds chirped noisily in  the  morning 
sun. She would have to take the time to look at them through  the 
binoculars  Don had given her, provided she could stop  listening 
to the song of his magnificent trouser lark!