Slut Babysitter: The Perverter Ch. 03

Slut Babysitter: The Perverter 3.

Alice and Zoe.

"Come in," Alice Samuels called when she heard a knock at her door. She turned to check out her reflection in the full-length hall mirror. Alice had purchased an A-line, pleated miniskirt to wear for this occasion. It had taken her six months of vigorously working out at the gym for an hour a day, seven days a week, to get to where she was confident enough to wear it.

Alice's tiny A-cup breasts were unfettered beneath a halter-necked, backless silk midi-top. Alice's petite, conical nipples showed her anticipation and arousal, tenting her top's front. Her recently pierced belly button held an opal that filled her entire button and from which hung a platinum chain to another opal. Sheer black stay-up stockings adorned her long, slender legs, and black 7-inch heels caused her athletically toned calves and shapely bottom to pop.

A fortune spent at a hairdresser's meant her typically messy hair had been cut so that the sides were short and the rest slicked back and layered. Then, Alice had the hairdresser dye it silver-blonde. The style and colour suited Alice's angular face, and for the aware, revealed that Alice had finally come out as gay to her children, family, and friends.

Her parents, because of their strict religious views, had immediately disowned her and pursued a fruitless case to have her declared an unfit mother. Her children couldn't have cared less, with her eldest daughter, Matilda, saying, "Well, duh. Really?" Her only son, Brett, said, "Good on you for coming out, Mum. I'm proud of you."

Alice's work colleagues at the Department of Human Services (Queensland) already knew Alice was gay, so there was no revelation there. Some of her friends outside of work were noticeably absent from her life now, but most had already suspected what Alice was, and they couldn't have cared less either.

Alice nervously turned to face the door. Her attraction to and lust for her children's nineteen-year-old babysitter was about to be requited or go down in embarrassing flames. Either way, Alice's corn-kernel-sized nubbin throbbed, and her new thong panties were already wet.

Outside the door.

Thanks, Daddy," Zoe Carter gushed. She'd had her hand on her father's thigh for the entire journey to Alice's home. She could feel his erection straining against his pants, but lacked the courage to do what she so desperately wanted--unzip him and take him out before lowering her lips and taking Luke's long, thick cock in her mouth. She stopped to kiss his cheek through the car window before tripping happily up to Alice's door.

She knocked loudly and heard Alice call, "Come in."

Zoe opened the door and strode inside. She gaped when Ms Samuels seductively swayed out of her hallway and towards her. She took in the tall, angular figure, the heavily made-up face, the revealing clothes, and her sweet little nubbin throbbed with approval. Brett had told Zoe that his mother had finally come out, and like her eighteen-year-old lover, Zoe hadn't been surprised.

"Phhuuwwweeeeet-Phheeew! Ms S," Zoe whistled appreciatively. "Looks like someone's got a hot date tonight. Who's the lucky guy?" Zoe said, 'Guy,' because Alice hadn't come out to her yet, and Zoe didn't know if Alice wanted her to know yet.

"It's a woman," Alice said seductively. "And she is indeed a 'hot date'!"

Zoe looked at Alice, instantly knowing who Alice's 'date' was--her. If Alice was going out and needed Zoe to babysit, then Brett and Grace would have already come out to greet her, even if they weren't already in the lounge where she stood. Matilda may have tried to act cool and remain aloof in her room, but not the other two.

Smiling challengingly, Zoe misquoted the famous line from The Graduate. "Ms. Samuels, you're trying to seduce me... aren't you?"

Delighted by Zoe's accepting but challenging response, Alice grinned and quoted back. "I am not trying to seduce you... Would you like me to seduce you? Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

"Most definitely," Zoe giggled, striding across the lounge and into Alice's embrace.

Alice swept the petite teenager into her arms and locked her lips to Zoe's. Alice was hot to trot and she was tempted to drag Zoe to her bedroom for some predinner fun, but she controlled the urge and revelled in Zoe's sure embrace. 'This is not Zoe's first Sapphic kiss,' Alice realised. She briefly wondered if Zoe and Matilda had played but then felt guilty for having that thought. Matilda was such a tattle-tale that she would have immediately told Alice if Zoe had done anything untoward.

Alice broke their kiss, breathily saying, "You have no idea for how long I've wanted to do that."

"Me, too," Zoe nonsensically replied, her wits scattered to the winds. Even her liaison with Willow's mother, Shirley, hadn't been as intense as her kiss and embrace with Alice.

Taking Zoe's hand, Alice said, "Shall we?" She guided Zoe to the dining room, where she'd set a small round table for two. A white table cloth covered the table, a rose sat beside one of the knives, and a candle burned in the table's centre. Alice helped Zoe into the chair in front of the rose before kissing the young woman's cheek and saying she'd be back soon.

Zoe picked up the rose and sniffed it appreciatively. She let her fingers slide down the back of Alice's thigh as Alice walked away, making the older woman shudder with lustful arousal.

Alice returned with a delicately seasoned bowl of seared pork slivers and stir-fried vegetables swimming in a homemade sweet soy sauce. Alice briefly returned to the kitchen before reappearing, carrying a bowl of steamed coconut rice. She left again, bringing back a chilled bottle of wine and two glasses. Alice placed a small amount of rice on the bowl's side before spooning some stir-fry. Then, she filled Zoe's glass and sat opposite her.

Alice tilted her glass. "To new friends becoming lovers," she purred.

"Friends becoming lovers," Zoe agreed.

Alice began her slow seduction of Zoe, not that Zoe needed seducing--she was wholeheartedly onboard as soon as she saw Alice coming out of her hallway. She asked Zoe about her life and what she liked to do for fun and pleasure. Alice wasn't aware how carefully her prospective lover avoided that question. What Zoe did for fun and pleasure was pervert eighteen-year-old virgins and make them sex hounds. Instead, Zoe talked about helping her father with his project car, baking with her mother, and hanging out with her friends. In turn, Alice talked about her upbringing and how she finally came to admit she was a lesbian. The battles with her parents and the ridiculous Family Services hearing into whether she was fit to be a mother.

Alice, perhaps fearing that Zoe was an inexperienced drinker or, more likely, not wanting alcohol to dull this experience, drank sparingly. Zoe, who learned to drink responsibly from her parents, sipped even less than Alice.

Watching her young friend speaking animatedly and laughing joyously inflamed Alice's libido further. She wanted to skip dessert, but she had something planned that she thought Zoe would enjoy. When Zoe pushed her plate aside, Alice cleared the table and moved the candle to the shelf beside it. Then she briefly left before returning with ice cream and warmed chocolate sauce. After all, she reasoned, what woman didn't love chocolate?

But instead of putting some ice cream into a bowl, Alice lifted her A-line skirt above her athletically slender hips and climbed onto the table with her legs on either side of Zoe. Then, Alice used her fingers to gather a dollop of ice cream. She pulled her thong aside and dabbed the ice cream on her clit before adding a minute splash of chocolate topping. "Dessert?" Alice asked seductively, hoping Zoe wouldn't freak out.

"Don't mind if I do," Zoe chuckled throatily. She moved her chair back and lowered her lips to Alice's nubbin. She surrounded that delicious nub with her soft lips and sucked hard as she licked the ice cream and sauce from it.

'OMG!" Alice thought, bewildered by Zoe's skill. She, Alice, was a virgin on her wedding night, which was some months after her twenty-second birthday, and certainly wasn't at all experienced in sex at Zoe's age. Alice moaned complainingly when Zoe's mouth surrendered her clit. However, her complaint swiftly changed to approval when Zoe dripped more ice cream and chocolate sauce onto her nubbin. Alice was suddenly aware that she was careening towards an unexpected, uncontrolled orgasm. It hit with the power of an atomic bomb, causing Alice to scream her joy.

"My turn," Zoe giggled, standing and removing her clothes.

Alice gaped as Zoe took off her baggy top, revealing a half-cup, push-up bra that presented her lushly full B-cup breasts deliciously. Alice's nubbin throbbed when Zoe dropped her loose-fitting jeans and showed she wore a thong tiny enough to match her own, but beyond that, she wore suspenders and stockings. Zoe sat back on her chair with her heels under her sublime bottom and her knees salaciously splayed for Alice's enjoyment.

Mesmerised, Alice slid off the table and knelt between Zoe's legs. She pulled Zoe's thong aside and dripped ice cream onto the nineteen-year-old's pussy before drizzling chocolate sauce over the ice cream. Alice lowered her head and daringly licked Zoe's rosebud, perineum, entrance, slit, and clitoris, gathering the sliding ice cream and chocolate sauce as she went. She dribbled more of the dessert and repeated her actions, pausing to stab her deft tongue into the youngster's gash.

"Yessss!" Zoe hissed as her climax quickly approached. Reading her young lover's arousal, Alice encircled Zoe's clitoris and sucked hard while battering it with her tongue. "Fuck, yes!" Zoe expletived as her young body convulsed, and she orgasmed on the mid-forties woman's tongue.

Alice stood, dropped her skirt and top, grabbed Zoe's hand, and hauled her off the chair. "My bedroom, now!" She ordered. Alice suspected that she knew the answer, but to make sure, she asked, "Are you a virgin?"

"No," Zoe denied. "Not in any way."

"Good," Alice said, reaching into her nightstand and removing a strap-on cock. She expected Zoe to be shocked but was shocked herself by the young woman's ready acceptance. Zoe moved to the bed's centre and lifted and parted her knees. Zoe idly played with her nubbin, waiting for Alice to be ready and studying her older lover's lean form avariciously.

"Someone's used a strap-on on you before?" Alice asked disbelievingly. She knew today's youth were much more sexually daring than her generation, and her religious upbringing certainly didn't involve things like women enjoying sex. According to Alice's mother, sex was something to be endured. You made 'the right sounds and movements' to hurry your husband over the edge and hoped he'd make you pregnant immediately, so you didn't have to tolerate his rutting until well after you gave birth.

"A few times," Zoe understated while thinking, 'As in every Thursday afternoon.'

Lisa, Luke, and Willow.

"OMG!" Luke grunted as he unloaded into Willow's pussy. Knowing his wife was on her way to pick up Zoe's friend, Luke had raced home as fast as he dared after dropping off his daughter at the Samuels'. He found his wife and Willow already naked and in bed, their heads stuffed in each other's pussies as they indulged in a classic sixty-nine.

He chuckled when he recalled Lisa saying they should invite Willow over again, seeing that Zoe was gone for the night. Lisa had spoken to Shirley when she learned that her daughter would be babysitting the Samuels children. She suggested that if Shirley wanted to go out that night, she and Luke would look after Willow and Frankie. Frankie had put herself to bed around nine o'clock, a little dizzy from the 7up and wine Lisa had allowed her.

Lisa was surprised because the mix was about nine parts 7Up to one part wine. She thought the mental expectation that wine would make her tipsy and tired had forced Frankie into bed. Not that Lisa cared. Zoe wasn't due home until midmorning tomorrow, and Willow and Frankie weren't expected back at their place until 9:00 a. m. That gave Luke and Lisa the rest of the night to play with their first extramarital lover. Strangely, Willow's mother was their second.

Luke watched the women avidly as he divested himself of his clothes. He was happy to watch because seeing two women make love to each other was still so new and exciting. Frankly, Luke would have been pleased if all Lisa allowed was for him to watch and masturbate.

However, before he could even move Lisa's vanity chair so he could sit, Lisa rolled off Willow and gestured towards her. "What are you waiting for, big boy?" Lisa sultrily asked. "I've got her all warmed up for you."

Luke looked wonderingly at Willow, who had her knees up and apart. She was holding her hands out to Luke as she needily mewled, begging him to cover her. While Luke may not have been the best at reading a woman's signals, he knew what that one meant. He kissed Lisa hurriedly and leapt onto the bed between Willow's slender thighs. Willow giggled happily and reached between them. She took hold of Luke's throbbing 7-inch member and guided it into her. "Hmm," She purred, welcoming her friend's father's thick cock inside her.

Lisa sat where her husband had intended to and watched Luke pummel the needy teenager in their bed. Lisa was quite the slut before she married Luke, copulating with numerous men and women, often more than one at a time, with wanton abandon. Her second most favourite sexual adventure was to have a cock in her mouth, pussy, ass, and two hands simultaneously. Her all-time favourite, though, was to be 'four-dicked. i. e., two dicks in her pussy or ass simultaneously, another in her other lower hole, and one in her mouth.

However, she also loved Luke Carter with all her heart, and after a final fling on her hen's night, she had settled into monogamous marital bliss with him. During the nearly twenty-five years of their marriage, Lisa had remained faithful despite the many offers she'd received, especially from work colleagues when they were out of state working on a project. To be fair, she really hadn't even been tempted. Luke was a good man and a magnificent lover who had a nice and thick cock that few men could match in either length or girth. It was enough for Lisa.

Three children came in a stately procession approximately eighteen months apart. But she and Luke had only boys, and she knew her husband wanted a girl. Lisa went off the pill, but unlike the previous times, she didn't immediately catch with child. A year passed, and then another, and another. Luke and Lisa resigned themselves to having only boys and threw themselves into rearing them to be happy, healthy, typically boisterous boys.

Games of bullrush, rugby, soccer, and cricket were encouraged and sometimes mandated. Climbing trees and hanging from them, creating ramps for their pushbikes to jump off, and general mayhem were welcomed as typical behaviour from healthily developing boys. Interfering neighbours and school teachers were told to fuck off, and to everyone's surprise except for Lisa's and Luke's, their boys grew up to be excellent students with solid B averages, and later those boys moved into careers that suited their personalities.

Never once did a police car appear at the Carter's door. However, the boys caused ripples at school because they wouldn't be bullied. Not by their fellow students, teachers, or the school system itself. Luke and Lisa would listen respectfully to the school's or teacher's complaints, speak to their children to understand what they thought had happened, and then they'd take appropriate action. Often that action was to tell the teacher and/or school to pull their heads out of their asses and stop being precious little bitches. Politely, of course.

Lisa had given up on getting pregnant because they'd been trying for over three years without success. She didn't bother going back on the pill because she didn't see the point. "I can't catch a cold, let alone a child," she joked to hide her disappointment. And even if she did get pregnant, the child would be welcomed anyway, so what did it matter?

Of course, as soon as they stopped trying, Lisa got pregnant. It began with vague feelings of nausea when she woke up. She didn't equate that with pregnancy because she hadn't suffered morning sickness with her boys. Then, she got a little potty around the tummy. Pants and skirts were suddenly a little tight. Lisa increased her exercise level and cut down on sugary soft drinks. She even removed sugar from her tea and coffee, but still her skirts and pants got tighter.

Finally, worried she might be developing an ovarian cyst, something her aunt had suffered, Lisa saw her doctor. "Let's do a pregnancy test just to be sure," The doctor said jovially, already knowing what the result would be. The result stunned Lisa, if not her doctor, and she sat with her mouth agape.

"But we were going to Aspen skiing in November," she said protestingly. Luke and she had been saving assiduously so they could afford the holiday. Luke's mum had offered to take their boys for the duration of the planned two-week trip.

"I think you'll be having a baby in November, not skiing," her doctor joked.

Lisa suddenly realised she was having a baby. "Is it a boy or a girl?" She excitedly asked.

"You'd have to ask the sonographer," her doctor laughed. "A pregnancy test doesn't tell me that.

Lisa's doctor arranged an appointment with Lisa's usual gynaecologist and an ultrasound simultaneously. The ultrasound showed Lisa was pregnant with their long-awaited girl. Lisa bawled while Luke tried failingly to remain stoic.

Having a girl about the house was a revelation. Luke and Lisa were used to their children being loud, obnoxious, and frequently boisterous. Zoe was quiet and studious. By the time she was four, she had the men in the house wound around her chubby fingers. Her brothers fetched and carried for her, and her father doted on her. He would spend all day, every day on his hands and knees 'galloping' around the lounge if Lisa would let him.

Zoe walked and talked early, and it was readily apparent she was possibly even more intelligent than her civil engineer father and architect mother. By seven, Zoe was the ringleader of the shenanigans the Carter children got up to. It was always one of the boys who got caught doing something naughty, but all three would complain that Zoe had put them up to it.

Zoe developed early physically, too. Knowing how she was at that age, Lisa took Zoe to her doctor and got her on the pill. By eighteen, Lisa was certain her daughter was sexually active. But Lisa had surrendered her virginity to Luke before that age, so it would have been hypocritical of her to say anything. Besides, at least Zoe was more circumspect than Lisa was at the same age. After she'd given Luke her virginity, Mumma Louisa, her mother, had switched her many times when she'd caught Lisa fucking someone. Girls or boys, Lisa didn't care which. Lisa suspected her daughter didn't either.

Which brought her back to the present. Around six months ago, Lisa fell off the monogamy wagon with a spectacular bang. She allowed the eighteen-year-old minx who was currently in her bed fucking her husband to seduce her when Lisa was taking her home. The ingenue had blatantly fondled an unresisting Lisa's sweet little clitty as Lisa drove. Then, the teen siren demanded that she pull into an underground carpark. When they stopped, Willow finger-blasted Lisa into a stupendous, mind-melting orgasm.

A week later, not knowing that she'd been set up by her daughter and her daughter's two lovers, Lisa drove Willow and Brett home. The teenagers worked together to get Lisa into the backseat, where Lisa's wanton libido, which had exploded since the previous week's adventure, demanded she allow Willow to eat her sopping pussy.

After her first orgasm, Brett slid down the seat until his sturdy 6-inch cock was positioned at Lisa's entrance. The teenagers held still, daring Lisa to take the plunge into marital infidelity. Lisa's mind accepted her body's demand, and she closed her legs which allowed her to slide off Brett's thighs and onto his throbbing cock. She was no longer faithful to her husband but couldn't find it in herself to care.

Lisa rode Brett to two back-to-back orgasms before the teenage boy moved her off his cock urgently. Lisa moaningly protested because she wanted Brett to cum in her greedy cunt. Ignoring Lisa's mewled denial. Brett got onto his knees where Willow could lean over Lisa and take his cock in her mouth. Grunting vociferously, Brett gifted Willow what Lisa desired--his cum. However, it was for the best because now she didn't have to avoid Luke until she'd cleaned her disgrace from her freshly-fucked pussy. Instead, she could do what she did: Jump her husband and virtually rape him as soon as he walked through the door.

Brett told his mother, Alice, that he wanted to spend an extra hour studying with Zoe and that Mrs Carter would take him and his bike home every week if Alice thought that was a good idea. Similarly, Willow informed Shirley she'd be forty-five minutes later than now because she also wanted to study longer.

The eighteen-year-olds' mothers had no idea their offspring wanted the extra time because they were playing with Mrs Carter on their way home and, thrilled their children were being so studious, readily agreed to the extra time.

Brett refused to cum inside Lisa's pussy or ass, no matter how fetchingly she pleaded. He knew from Zoe's reports that Luke and Lisa were fucking like teenagers again, and he worried that Luke would jump Lisa when she returned from dropping him off and discover her love holes were full of Brett's cum. Brett did not want to face Luke's wrath. Nor did he want to cause his Mistress' parents to break up. Lisa occasionally looked like she wanted to ask something when only she and Brett were in the car, but she hadn't gathered the courage to do so yet.

Brett guessed it was about sharing Willow with her and her husband simultaneously, and he was grateful she hadn't asked. Brett had learned to adore being pegged, and although he knew he wasn't gay, he had an increasing desire to discover how a flesh cock in his ass would feel. However, he was unsure if he wanted Luke to be his first. Brett had hinted to Zoe he'd be up to experimenting so long as she was there to guide, but his Mistress hadn't followed through on his hints yet.

Unknown to Brett, Zoe had plans in place. Stuart Styles, the latest convert to Zoe's perversion campaign, wasn't ready to join their 'study group' yet. But Zoe thought he would be after the next time she sat for his mother. That would even the genders up with two boys and girls. Then, Zoe could gently instigate some play between Brett and Stuart. You know? Just for the girls' entertainment. Not because they were gay or did gay stuff.

Lisa idly played with herself as her mind ran through the events leading to this moment. Willow had cum twice on her husband's eagerly thrusting cock, and Lisa could tell from his grunts that Luke was about to cum inside the girl. Lisa's pussy squeezed rhythmically, anticipating leaping onto the eighteen-year-old and devouring Luke's cum from her overflowing pussy.

After Zoe's birth, Luke and Lisa had themselves 'fixed' so there would be no more children, so she wasn't concerned that her husband was about to fill a teenager's fertile pussy.

Willow climaxed for the third time as Luke emptied himself into her. Luke's dick tapped on her cervix if he rammed it into her, and when he plunged into her depths to cum, Luke's cock spat its essence over it. That mind-warping sensation never failed to launch Willow into a stupendous orgasm.

Willow chuckled at Luke's weakness after he'd cum. As Zoe said, "Men dominate until they've cum. After that, you see who holds the real power." He groaned and rolled off onto his back. Lisa immediately took his place between Willow's lean thighs. The older woman's lips encircled Willow's vulva, and she stabbed her talented tongue deep into the youngster's pussy, gathering every millilitre of cum she could.

Willow hadn't had sex with an older male lover before her first time with Lisa and Luke. Until that night, she hadn't understood that a teenage boy's amazingly short refractory period wasn't typical. She now knew it would take the nearly fifty-year-old Luke some ten to fifteen minutes to recharge.

At first, Willow worried that Luke took so long to stiffen again because he didn't find her attractive. But Lisa assured her that the reason Luke only took ten to fifteen minutes to be ready to fuck again was because he found Willow irresistible and didn't want to waste a moment with her. Lisa gigglingly stated that with only her, Luke was usually 'one and done'.

Armed with this new knowledge, Willow gave herself wholly to Lisa, knowing that Luke would join in when he was ready. Luke hadn't fucked her ass yet, and Willow hoped he'd take that plunge tonight.

Alice and Zoe.

"A few times," Zoe understated while thinking, 'As in every Thursday afternoon.'

"And here I thought I'd be doing something new with you," Alice ruefully chuckled.

"I can pretend," Zoe teased. "Oh, Ms Samuels, whatever do you have between your shapely thighs? I've never seen one so big or on a woman before!"

"You Muppet," Alice giggled, climbing onto the bed and into Zoe's embrace. "Perhaps I should give it to you, seeing as you're so experienced with one."

"I'd love to," Zoe said huskily, surprising her older lover.

Alice considered. She'd mistakenly thought she'd have to guide an inexperienced first-time lesbian lover through an intimate encounter. But it was swiftly becoming apparent that Zoe was much more experienced in making love than she was. With her arousal quickly peaking, Alice stepped off the bed, unbuckled, and handed the strap-on to her teenage lover.

Her pussy pulsed as Zoe grinned and efficiently buckled the 'cock' on. Clearly, she'd done that many times before. Alice knew Zoe hadn't played with Matilda and that Zoe wouldn't play with Grace, given Grace's age, but it never occurred to her that it was her son who Zoe used her 'cock' on most often. She would have been shocked by that knowledge and would have wondered if her son was gay.

Zoe finished buckling up and eyed the older woman predatorily. Zoe considered how to approach her older lover. Typically, the mature women Zoe had sex with were experienced lovers who loved sex in all its connotations. Ms Samuels wasn't one of those. Zoe thought the beautiful late-forties woman was sexually inexperienced and naïve. She decided to seduce Alice like she seduced her virgin lovers--slowly, with lots and lots of foreplay.

Zoe undid the buckle and let the strap-on drop to the ground. She turned and kept her knees straight as she picked it up, providing Alice with a delectable view of her young pussy and ass delightfully framed by her tiny thong. Turning back to the handsome older woman, Zoe began dancing to an unheard song. She swung her hips facing away from Alice, swaying her firm ass for Alice's viewing pleasure. Turning back, Zoe undid the front clasp on her bra and leaned forward. Slowly, evocatively, she bent over and moved her hands apart until her pert 32B breasts bounced into view.

Alice, her lips dry and her pussy anything but, reached for Zoe's luscious assets, but before she could grasp them, Zoe chuckled throatily and danced away. Zoe placed her hand above her head and partially covered her face with her long, honey-blonde hair. Keeping her elbows wide, Zoe rocked her hips from side to side, causing her firm breasts and rock-hard nipples to bounce and jiggle and driving the white-hot heat in Alice's nether region to extreme degrees.

Zoe danced closer, but Alice refused to respond, knowing if she reached out, Zoe would dance away again. Closer, Zoe danced, closer. Her pussy mere centimetres from Alice's pouting lips. Alice could smell the teenager's raging arousal, but still, the teenager danced.

Alice licked her lips when Zoe's thumbs slid into her thong. Zoe lowered the thin scrap of material, exposing her neatly trimmed bush. A bush that surprised Alice because she knew most women went bare down there now. Alice got a Brazilian wax job before she invited Zoe for dinner. She regretted having done that now because she preferred to keep her verdant, luxurious bush trimmed only enough to hide behind bikini briefs or a bikini bottom.

Alice's arousal so was extreme now that she knew a mere touch on her nipples or pussy would explode her into orgasmic bliss. Somehow, the nineteen-year-old held her in check, and Alice couldn't make her fingers reach for either of those parts.

Zoe danced away, and Alice felt a strange mixture of relief and despair. Was she ever going to see the young woman naked? Was she ever going to get off? Relief because Alice's plan was to seduce Zoe. Alice imagined that at just nineteen, Zoe's sexual experience would be way below hers and that she would have to guide the young woman through her first Sapphic sexual encounter. However, somehow, Alice had lost complete control of their play. She was captive to Zoe's needs and imagination. Alice thought because she was older, she should retake command of the situation, but her swiftly flowing pussy and enormous arousal left her dumbstruck and wanting.

Alice licked her dry lips because, just out of easy reach, Zoe seductively turned and bent over, keeping her knees straight. Then, waggling her divine ass sexily, Zoe erotically worked her thong over her heart-shaped ass and down her surprisingly long legs. The older woman gulped as Zoe's perfectly framed pussy slowly came into view. Alice was so excited that the tingle on her nub that indicated she was about to cum made itself devastatingly known.

'Oh, Gawd!' Alice thought embarrassedly. 'Just like an overexcited teenage boy, I'm going to cum without being touched!"

Somehow, Zoe must have intuited that Alice had reached her limit. She kicked her thong aside and strode quickly to Alice. She shoved the older woman onto her back and lowered her lips to Alice's nub. Biting firmly, Zoe lashed it with her tongue simultaneously.

"Gaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwddddddddddddd!!!!!" Alice exploded as her hands snatched to Zoe's head and she held the teenager to her pussy. Alice's hips bucked again as another brain-destroying orgasm hit. Four more times Alice bucked against Zoe's mouth as her pussy fluids sprayed from her vagina. 'I don't squirt.' Alice thought confusedly. 'Only women with poor bladder control do that!' But squirt she did, soaking Zoe's chin, throat and breasts.

Alice's hands fell from Zoe's head, and she lay on the bed limply. Giggling happily, Zoe quickly buckled the strap-on back in place and moved between Alice's lewdly splayed thighs. Balancing by placing her left hand on Alice's tiny, conical left breast. Zoe lined her 'cock' up with the older woman's dripping pussy and remorselessly drilled it home. Zoe's hips drove forward until her 'cock's' base pressed against Alice's clit firmly.

Alice looked from Zoe's sparkling eyes to her heaving breasts and down to where the youngster's 'cock' joined them together in lascivious harmony. Her heart lurched, and desire raged through her. Somehow, Alice's intention to make Zoe her lesbian lover and for her to be the young woman's dominant Mistress had been perverted into her, Alice, submitting to Zoe. And she was the young woman's, Alice realised. Her pussy slave, a willing victim to Zoe's dominating 'cock'. Her hips unwittingly thrust up at Zoe.

Zoe chuckled evilly, reading the emotions in the late-forties woman and seeing her surrender. She pulled her 'cock' part way out of the older woman before ramming it back in and grinding the rubber stop against Alice's clitoris. "Whose pussy is this?" Zoe asked.

"No," Alice denied even though her first instinct was to yell, "Yours, Mistress!"

"'No' is not an answer to 'whose pussy is this,' Alice. You know that. So, I'll ask again. Whose pussy is this?" Zoe pulled three-quarters of her 'penis' out of Alice before planting it firmly back into Alice's squelching pussy.

Alice shook her head in denial, but her back arched, her legs wrapped around Zoe's hips, she pulled the teenager deeper into her, and she mewled like a hungry kitten.

"Whose pussy is this?" Zoe asked, pulling out and thumping back in. "Whose, Alice? Whose? Whose pussy is this, Alice?" Zoe growled demandingly, each question emphasised by a solid, meaty thump as Zoe mercilessly fucked the older woman.

"Arrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" Alice squealed as the largest climax she'd ever had crashed through her long, lean, slender body "Yours, Zoe," she screamed. "It's yours! Take it. Take it! Do what you want with it!" Alice screamed again as another mind-blowing, earth-shattering, brain-exploding orgasm blasted her to smithereens, the tiny motes that were all that remained of her consciousness scattering across the cosmos.

Zoe knew Alice's mind had exploded and blasted her conscious mind across the galaxy, but Alice's body continued to respond to being fucked, so, Zoe refused to stop. She fucked her older lover harder and harder, the tempo of her thrusts reaching jackhammer-type speeds.

When she realised she was about to cum again, Alice's mind returned to her body long enough to scream, "Yours, Zoeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!" and climax. She tripped across the cosmos again.

Smiling and feeling proud of herself, Zoe eased her 'cock' out of the unconscious older woman. She undid the strap-on's ties and put it away. Then, gathering Alice's slender body into her arms, Zoe positioned her older lover so she lay partially across her body, kissed the top of her head and whispered, "You did so well, my love. Your turn to service me is next, okay?"

Despite her mind having to reassemble its scattered pieces, Alice heard Zoe's whisper and smiled happily. Having a teenage Mistress maybe wasn't such a bad thing, especially if that Mistress gave her orgasms like the previous ones.

Brett and Judith.

Brett was surprised when his mother dropped him off at his father's parents' place. He hoped beyond hope that his dad would be there, but he was working in the mines over in WA (Western Australia). However, his father's brother's children, his cousins, were also at his grandparents' home. The eldest, Judith, was about his age, maybe less than three months younger. He recalled that his mother and Alicia, his aunt, were close when they were both pregnant, but his parents' acrimonious divorce had cooled their friendship.

Matilda and Margaret, another cousin, were only nine months apart, with Matilda being older. Grace was two years older than Glenda, the youngest cousin there. Matilda and Margaret squealed and embraced before running off to Margaret's bedroom hand-in-hand. Grace eyed Glenda doubtfully but took her hand and followed her when Glenda asked if Grace wanted to see her new dolls. Alicia had bought a package set from the recently-released Barbie movie, so Grace agreed to inspect them.

Judith, who looked a bit tomboyish despite her long brown hair and small, high-standing breasts, smiled shyly at Brett. Brett's experienced eye thought his cousin was braless, and unless she felt colder than he did, she was, in the gutter vernacular Brett's crass classmates used, 'pleased' to see him.

"Kick your ass at Mario Kart," Judith offered, looking shyly through her fringe at him.

"Sure," Brett agreed, surreptitiously admiring his cousin's petite ass which was deliciously crammed into a pair of booty shorts Brett knew his mother would never let his sisters wear.

Brett stopped by the kitchen to say hello to his grandparents, Mark and Gwendoline (Gwen), and told them what he was doing.

"What a polite, well-spoken boy," Gwen admiringly mused to her husband. "I worried about them when Alice announced she was a dyke, but it looks like the lesbian's doing a great job of raising those kids, although Matilda needs to take her nose out of her ass."

Grandpa Mark winced at Gwen's language, but he knew she didn't mean anything by it. She'd call Alice a dyke to her face and be shocked when Alice reacted negatively. In Gwen's book, a woman who slept with another one was a dyke or a lesbian. Gays were poofters or fags. Women weren't men and, therefore, couldn't be gay. Mark also knew that pointing out Gwen was being impolite and politically incorrect would only earn him a rant, so he just shrugged and agreed that Alice seemed to be doing a good job raising their grandchildren.

Judith led Brett to the TV in the lounge, where she handed him a controller and, doing that cross-legged thing that only teen girls seem to be able to do, sat. Brett looked down and could see from down his cousin's bagged T-shirt collar that she was indeed braless and had pointy pink nipples. His cock lurched and he sat beside her quickly before his erection showed.

'Lusting after your first cousin is okay, isn't it?' Brett wondered. 'It's second cousins that can cause genetic problems, right?'

"Ready?" Judith asked, her finger poised over the start button. She was amused by her cousin's sudden fluster and suspected she knew why. Judith, although she'd played kissing games with her neighbour and had practised kissing her best friend, was a virgin. However, she and her friends discussed boys all the time. Her friend Nola reckoned she wasn't a virgin and gave lurid descriptions of what it was like to make love to a boy.

Judith believed she was full of shit because her stories were so fanciful. They were full of long romantic walks, longing gazes and sighs, and endless kisses before they made sweet love under a moonlit sky or in a candlelit room. Judith thought that boys her age were more likely to trip the girl up and then drop a fart on their heads before running off laughing than taking them on romantic walks.

She wasn't unwilling to surrender her virginity; it was more that the older boys she liked saw her slender, shapeless, tomboyish figure and weren't interested in her. She longed for big tits like her friend Emily had. Emily had boys eating out of her hand.

Her cousin was one of those eighteen-year-old boys she detested so much, but Brett seemed much calmer and more mature than she was used to. Judith had sat as she had because she knew her T-shirt's neck would fall open and show her tits to anyone standing above her. Judith knew the view would stiffen any teenager's cock and bamboozle their minds, which would make them easy to beat. Although he appreciated the view, Brett seemed to take it mostly in his stride. Judith was impressed, and her little clitty, which was already tingling, ached with sudden arousal.

Brett acknowledged he was ready, and Judith started the race. The controller for Mario Kart was crude compared to the Gran Tourismo one Brett was accustomed to. However, the skills mostly crossed over, and Brett thrashed Judith convincingly.

"You've been practising," Judith bitched, throwing the controller onto the floor in disgust and lying back.

"At Gran Tourismo," Brett acknowledged. "The controls are close enough to the same." Brett checked out where everyone was before he rolled onto his side and propped his head on his hand. He loomed over his cousin, who looked at him, fascinated, biting her bottom lip.

Brett was no stranger to seducing girls his age. After all, he'd learned from the best in Zoe and had Willow to give him hints and strategies. In that same gutter vernacular referred to earlier, Brett knew that Judith was 'gagging for it' but was too nervous to do anything about her desire. He confidently reached his hand out and slid it under Judith's T-shirt onto her stomach. Then, he leaned over and kissed her lips softly.

Judith moaned into his mouth, so Brett lengthened their kiss and moved his hand to her breast. He hesitated there, waiting for Judith's response. Her response was to arch her back and press her budding breasts into Brett's hand.

Chuckling, Brett shifted his searching hand so he could lightly strum Judith's nipple with his thumb. Judith's hands came up, and she pinched the nipple Brett didn't possess. Her hips rose and fell, unawarely, as if meeting her lover's thrusts. Brett slid his hand down onto Judith's shorts and cupped her sex. Estimating where her clitoris was, Brett rubbed that area until his cousin's excited moans told him he had the right spot. Moving his fingers lower, Brett deftly pressed his fingers against Judith's entrance as he manipulated her button with his thumb.

Judith, looking at Brett wide-eyed and wonderingly, shuddered, jammed her wrist into her mouth, screamed, and came. Brett swiftly lowered his head and sucked Judith's nipple into his mouth. He lashed it with his tongue, causing Judith to orgasm again. Brett kissed her softly again and removed his hands. Brett thought Judith would jump to her feet and run away. But he had no fears she'd complain to her grandparents or parents because he'd tacitly asked permission to take every step. But he thought what he'd done would overwhelm her and cause her to flee.

Instead, Judith said, "Because you're the only boy, you get the couch in here. Could I come and see you after everyone's gone to sleep?"

"As long as you're sure we won't get caught," Brett replied, picking up the remote and resetting the game. "You're a virgin, right?"

Embarrassedly colouring, Judith nervously replied, "Not by my choice. I'm so shapeless that the older boys aren't interested, and the ones my age are pigs, you know? Do you want to be my first?"

"Any guy would be proud to be your first, Judith," Brett said smoothly. "I'll remember being your first forever."

"He, he, he. Smooth talker," Judith giggled. "Do you have condoms?"

"Yes," Brett acknowledged, although he was disappointed that he'd have to wear one. "We'd better start playing again before the oldies come and see what we're doing."

"Right you are," Judith agreed. She sat up and picked up the other controller. A few seconds later, she was losing horrendously again.

Lisa, Luke, and Willow.

Luke hadn't fucked her ass yet, and Willow hoped he'd take that plunge tonight.

Willow allowed Zoe's mum to eat her out for a while, but she felt guilty for only taking from the older woman. Wriggling from Lisa's grasp, Willow spun around and slid under Lisa until she could mouth Lisa's pussy. Willow was also conscious that jealousy could raise its ugly head at any moment, so when Lisa tried to roll her over, Willow resisted because she knew that Luke would stick his dick into the woman on top when he recovered.

"Roll, babygirl," Lisa insisted. "Then lift up so I can lick your rosebud. Luke wants to try your ass tonight."

Willow wriggled joyfully, her bottom already anticipating being split by Luke's thick dong. Willow had confessed her desire to Zoe, even though she knew Lisa and Luke would be horrified if they knew their daughter knew about their extramarital activities. Unknown to Luke or Lisa, Brett and Willow kept Zoe up to date with what they'd done with her parents. They both knew that Zoe desired her parents and longed to seduce them, and although they didn't feel the same way about theirs, they wanted to help their Mistress achieve her goal.

When Zoe heard Willow saying she wanted to try being fucked in the ass by Luke, she and Brett began preparing Willow's ass to take Luke's extra length and girth. Brett helped stretch Willow by fucking her with his sturdy 6-inch cock first. Then, he used his tongue and fingers to widen Willow's gape before Zoe used her strap-on.

Although Zoe couldn't remember seeing her father's cock in all its erect glory, she had Willow's gushing, exuberant description of it. Zoe also knew how it looked under his pants, and she thought her largest and thickest strap-on was close enough. Once Willow was ready, Zoe fucked her ass with it while Brett ate her pussy from below. Willow creamed copiously and quickly to that combination, and the three of them were sure she'd do the same when Luke finally took her ass.

Willow gasped when Lisa slid a finger into her ass but only because Zoe's mum had never done that before, but she moaned appreciatively when Lisa added a second and third finger.

Lisa disbelievingly thought, 'She's already gaped enough to accept Luke's cock without discomfort. Would I have been able to at her age?' But then she guiltily remembered allowing her gym teacher, Mr Moseley, fuck her ass one day when she had her period. Mr Moseley's cock was at least as thick as her husband's.

"Giddyap," Lisa teasingly called. She'd heard Luke unobtrusively masturbating as she'd prepared Zoe's ass for him. Lisa wasn't sure if he knew Willow wanted him to fuck her ass, so she said, "Stick your cock in Willow's pussy babe. Get it nice and wet so it'll slide into her ass easily."

Luke grunted with surprise but quickly knelt behind Willow's ample bottom. The young woman lived up to her name because she was mostly slender and willowy. However, Willows boobs and bottom were generously-sized for a woman of any age or build let alone one who was just eighteen. As their daughter had observed, Willow needed to ensure her diet and exercise regimens were in place now, or she ran the risk of becoming as large as her mother. Frankie was already on that path and needed to begin dieting and exercising immediately before she started to endure the health risks of being obese.

Lisa moaned as her husband's lengthy cock passed over her forehead and disappeared into their young lover's pussy. She tilted her head and pressed her lips against Luke's shaft as it slid into Willow. Lisa fed spit onto her lips as Luke fucked Willow, ensuring his cock was well lubricated. Satisfied that her lovers were ready, Lisa grabbed Luke's shaft and pulled it from Willow's pussy. She lavished Luke's cock's head briefly before lining it up with Willow's dark star.

"Ahhh," Luke moaned as his twitching cock slid into the eighteen-year-old's ass.

"Gaaaawwddd!" Willow groaned as Luke split her knot open and stretched her tight ass. She thought she was ready for Luke's thick length after the practice she'd done with her Mistress' strap-on, but it seemed they'd underestimated Zoe's father's girth. However, Luke was an experienced lover, and knew his young partner was struggling to relax and accept him in her ass. He held still, waiting for Willow's 'yay/nay' response. If she wanted him out, Luke wouldn't hesitate.

Before Luke could decide he should back out of Willow's ass, his wife latched her lips around their young lover's cum switch. Lisa sucked Willow's clit hard and slashed her tongue over it. Willow groaned far back in her chest, and her sphincter fluttered before relaxing. She pushed with her hands, and Luke's cock slid into her depths until his pelvis pressed against her ass.

"Soooo big," Willow purred.

"Words every man yearns to hear from his lovers," Luke chuckled. "Disturbing if a family member said so." He pulled back slightly before pushing back in.

"Uh," Willow grunted. She'd almost said that Zoe thought he was larger than most. Luke pulled back further and slid back in. "Uh," Willow repeated, her mind melting under Luke's controlled assault. Luke backed about two-thirds of his cock out of Willow's bottom before slowly pushing it back home. "Uh," Willow grunted again. The slow, maddening pace was infuriating her. She was ready, Gawddammit! Luke should be fucking her properly as if she was an experienced woman, not like she was an innocent virgin.

Luke, as if reading Willow's thoughts, gripped Willow's bouncy ass and pushed her forward until only his cock's tip remained in her ass. Then, he ripped her back as he thrust forward powerfully. His muscular abdomen crashed into Willow's wobbly ass with a resounding thwack.

"More!" Willow demanded. Luke repeated his extensive stroke, pounding into her ass. "Harder!" Willow gasped. Luke's hands lifted from Willow's ass, and because her lover hadn't pushed her forward or pulled her back, Willow performed the action herself. When her ass smacked into Luke's abdomen, Luke crashed his palms onto Willow's ass cheeks. "Fuck!" She exclaimed. "Again!"

Luke's large hands crashed onto her bottom again, raising two large welts that Willow would admire as they faded into bruises over the next few days. Zoe would jealously inspect them the next time they were together.

Below them, Lisa's eyes avariciously watched her husband's gorgeous cock ploughing into their eighteen-year-old lover's ass. Sensing that Luke was racing towards his climax and that Willow was a little behind him, Lisa reached for the youngster's bouncing breasts and took her nipples in her hands. Pinching and twisting them mercilessly jumped Willow past Luke on their climb up Cum Mountain and she leapt off the peak with a shuddered howl.

Willow's sudden capitulation and orgasm caused her sphincter to flutter on Luke's thrusting cock, which bounced him over Cum Mountain's peak after Willow. He roared as his prostate cramped, and he spurted his seed into the young woman's colon.

Knowing her husband was done for another little while, Lisa daringly removed what she imagined would be a delightfully shocking surprise for Willow. The teenager lay on her stomach with her eyes closed, panting. Lisa awkwardly buckled her new strap-on in place and positioned it as the instructions suggested--with the rubber stop against her clitoris. Lisa helped Willow onto her back and knelt between her thighs. She held her 'cock' and rubbed its tip along Willow's slit and clitoris.

Willow's eyes opened, and she smiled hungrily when she saw who was between her legs and positioned at her entrance. Willow reached out to hold Lisa's 'cock', then she guided it inside herself. Lisa grunted in amazement at her young lover's lack of surprise, and fumblingly tried to push her 'dick' into Willow's juicy pussy. It wasn't the same as thrusting your hips up to meet your man's descending cock, as Lisa swiftly learned. If she did that, her 'cock' entered Willow in too high an upward angle and either popped out, caused Willow pain, or both.

She tried again. This time, Lisa's angle was too far downward, and her 'cock' popped out of Willow and slid along her perineum. Gritting her teeth in frustration, Lisa tried again and got it right. Her 'dick' slid into Willow's slick, hot depths. Lisa had purposefully chosen a cock she though was a close approximation of her husband's and gotten it almost perfectly correct. Luke's shaft was possibly a little thicker than Lisa's, but as they say, 'close enough for government work'.

"Fuck me, Lisa" Willow sultrily demanded, causing Luke to moan, "Fuck me," awedly when he saw what his wife was doing.

It took several minutes before Lisa got her hip swing synchronised so her 'cock' slid in and out of Willow evenly. But watching the older woman concentrating intently as she strove to learn this new skill excited Willow anyway, and her hips rose to meet Lisa's thrusts.

Lisa got it right, and her pubic bone slapped against Willow's clit, causing the young woman to grunt appreciatively. Lisa stopped, delightedly surprised by the twin sounds of the slap and appreciative grunt. She tried again and missed, but the next attempt caused the same reaction. Lisa grinned widely and gripped Willow's legs. She pushed them back and apart and thrust into Willow again. Her pelvis crashed into Willow with a delightful thwack, and Lisa was off to the races, fucking her teenage lover with long, powerful strokes.

'No wonder men feel so powerful doing this,' Lisa marvelled as Willow writhed and moaned under her. She increased the speed and vigour of her thrusts until her hips were a blur. Willow was almost at her peak, and surprisingly to her, Lisa was almost there with her. The two lovers were about to leap when an overwrought Luke couldn't stand any more passive observation.

His thick cock ached and yearned to penetrate someone. Willow wasn't an option because her hole was already full, but his wife's ass was delectably shaking right before him. Luke straddled Lisa's legs, pulled her strap-on's stays aside, lined his dick up with her ass, and rammed it home in one will-crushing, agonising plunge.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!" Lisa screamed, her ass stretched almost to tearing. Luke's rough taking of her rear fuck hole was so untypical of his usual caring lovemaking that Lisa's shocked mind temporarily shut down, and her climax backed up almost to base camp.

But like a computer rebooting, Lisa's mind flickered back on, and she became intensely aware of soft lips on her tender nipples and her husband's rampant cock brutally ravaging her rear. The diametrically opposed sensations bewildered Lisa's exploded mind, and she confusedly climaxed to Luke's ravishing. "Harder!" She found herself demanding. The pain had morphed and mingled with her pleasure, and she was galloping like a whip-flayed racehorse towards her crest.

Beneath her, Willow's eyes rolled back. Lisa's scream and the sudden cessation of her pussy being slammed had backed Willow's arousal almost to Cum Mountain's base. But Luke viciously pounding his wife's ass drove Lisa's cock into Willow and rapped it against her cervix, a delightful pain that Zoe had taught her to adore, and which sent her scurrying back to her peak.

Lisa second orgasm with her husband's cock punishing her stretched anus blew her off the charts, and she screamed until her breath expended and she collapsed unconscious. Taking no heed of his wife's limp body, Luke stared into Willow's slowly opening and closing eyes and pummelled Lisa's ass until he saw Willow's head tip back. Then, almost as if he was fucking Willow through Lisa, Luke timed his orgasm to Willow's and when she screamed and came, he jammed into Lisa one last time before filling her rear fuck hole with cum.

Spent, Luke rolled off Lisa, dragging her with him so he could spoon with her. He smiled when Willow cooed happily and rolled to cuddle against his wife's front. Luke stroked Willow's dreamily smiling face as he kissed his wife's cheek. Sleep for all three came quickly.

Brett and Judith.

Judith put up with being comprehensively thrashed at Mario Kart by her cousin for almost an hour. She made stupid mistakes because her mind was consistently diverted by images of what she and Brett had done earlier. Judith, who resisted all efforts to do the typical Aussie thing and shorten her name to Judy or even Jude, eagerly anticipated later that night. Her palms sweated with her nervousness when she imagined surrendering her virginity to her slightly older cousin. Judith wondered if she had the courage to sneak out and come to Brett. Her soaking panties told her she wanted to very badly indeed.

However, their grandparents were sitting on the couch behind them, watching them race, so there was no opportunity to experiment more with her cousin. Judith silently willed them to go elsewhere. 'Fuck off!' She screamed in her mind. She wanted to kiss her cousin again. She thought she'd be brave enough to touch his dick this time.

Strangely, or perhaps not so, even though Brett was also mentally demanding that Mark and Gwen skedaddle, the pair stayed where they were. Perhaps that whole mind-reading and talking telepathically thing was just a hoax after all. Brett's erection throbbed against his pants, and the only reason he hadn't left to rub one out in the loo was because he had to walk past his grandparents to get there.

Finally, around six o'clock, Grandpa Mark announced he was heading out to get a bucket of KFC for their dinner. Nana Gwen announced she was taking a bath, and the teenage cousins were mercifully alone.

The teenagers acted disinterested until they were alone, and then Judith leapt on Brett. Their teeth banged together comically in their overenthusiasm, and Judith was glad her braces had been taken out the previous week. Brett rolled Judith onto her back and cupped her sex again. Judith bit her bottom lip and frantically undid her shorts. She grabbed Brett's hand and pushed it inside her panties. Judith gasped when Brett's knowledgeable fingers found her wet entrance before moving to her nubbin.

Of course, Judith knew where her clitoris was and what it did. She was eighteen FFS! She'd been playing with it for ages. Brett's were the first fingers other than hers that had played with it sexually, though. The first to touch her there since her mother had stopped bathing her. Judith had to bite her forearm to muffle her delighted yips as another ripping orgasm blasted through her.

Brett kissed her eyes, nose, lips, chin, and neck. He moved lower and kissed along her collarbones and down between her budding breasts. She writhed and moaned when his lips caressed her breast buds, but before she could fling herself from her crest, Brett kissed lower. His tongue delved into her belly button briefly before continuing its unerring journey towards her virgin sex.

'He's going to kiss me there!' Judith's confused, sexually overwrought mind told her. 'People actually do that?' She wondered. Nola had told her that her boyfriend did, but Judith had added that story to the other fanciful tales her friend had told her.

"Oh!" Judith gasped when Brett's mouth encircled her clit. She bit back down on her wrist hard to stifle any more sound. However, when Brett swirled his tongue over her clitoris, her hands uselessly scrabbled across the carpet, seeking something to grip. Judith bit her bottom lip to the point of almost bringing blood to prevent herself from screaming her pleasure to the skies. Her entire body, from her ankles to her neck, arched off the floor as a cum event more intense than she'd ever felt roared through her virgin body.

The sensations slowly faded when she felt her cousin's lips slowly kissing back up her body. When Brett's face loomed before hers, she looked at his pussy fluid-covered lips. He tilted his head, preparing to kiss her, and Judith let him, curious about how her juices would taste on his mouth instead of her fingers. 'Not bad,' she thought, wondering if she now dared to lick Nola's pussy when Nola next challenged her to. Nola said she'd lick her pussy if Judith promised to taste hers, too.

Judith and Brett's kiss deepened as Brett covered her body with his. Judith felt Brett's pants-covered cock against her virgin entrance, and she wantingly pushed up at him, fearing but hoping he'd unzip and remove her troublesome virginity. Nola skited that because she wasn't a virgin, she had a bullet vibrator she used inside her pussy on her mythical G-spot. It was another fantastical story that Judith didn't know whether to believe. But if it were true, then Judith thought that without her hymen, a whole new world of self-pleasure would open up.

"We'd better stop before we're caught," Brett regretfully murmured.

"Yeah," Judith agreed breathily. "Wait! I haven't helped you!"

"Do you want to?" Brett asked.

Judith nodded eagerly, saying, "I don't know how, though. Show me?"

"Sure," Brett agreed, unzipping and taking his aching 6-inch cock out. "Wrap your hand around it." Then, realising he didn't have anything to cum into, he urgently said, "Wait! I need a tissue."

But it was too late. Yes, Brett probably had more sex than any ten other eighteen-year-old boys in his school, but he was still an overexcited teenage boy playing with a new lover for the first time. Judith hadn't helped by constantly leaning forward so he could look down her T-shirt and see her perky pink nipples.

"I'm going to cum," Brett warned pantingly. "I'll make a mess on the carpet."

"Can't have that," Judith said absently. 'Did she dare?' She wondered. Nola had talked about giving her boyfriend blowjobs, so the concept wasn't unknown to her, but for her first time? In the lounge where her sisters and cousins could appear at any time? Brett's anguished groan spurred Judith into action, and she tentatively capped her cousin's cock with her mouth.

"FFFFFFuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkk!!!!!!" Brett quietly hissed as his balls cramped against his shaft and his cum boiled into his cousin's mouth.

"Oh!" Judith yipped around Brett's cock. Another spurt hit the back of her throat, and Judith pulled Brett's cock out. The next two spurts hit her nose and eyes, and she hurriedly wrapped her lips around Brett's glans before she became a sticky mess. Brett's cum filled her mouth, and she didn't know what to do. If he came much more, she'd either have to spit it out or swallow.

Another seemingly massive spurt filled her cheeks to the fullest. Desperate not to spray her cousin's cum everywhere, Judith hurriedly swallowed. She just managed to stay ahead of her choke reflex and got all of Brett's semen into her stomach without coughing it over him. 'It didn't taste too bad,' Judith thought. 'I could learn to like it, I think.'

Brett held Judith's head and gently slid his cock out of her mouth. He waited as Judith swallowed several times, embarrassed to kiss Brett with his cum still on her teeth. To Judith's shock, Brett tilted his head and quickly licked and sucked his cum off her face. She wondered if doing that wasn't at least a little bit gay, but she was grateful she didn't have to brave the walk to the laundry sink with cum on her face. Judith returned her cousin's loving kiss enthusiastically. Despite what they'd done earlier, Judith's pussy was on fire, and all she could think about was Brett's lips on her wetness.

The side door opened, and Mark cheerfully called, "Dinner! Come and get it!"

Brett and Judith hurriedly pulled and zipped up their pants and broke apart. Brett quickly examined Judith's face and thought it would probably pass as long as no one examined her too closely.

"Coming, Poppa," Judith replied. "Need to go the loo first, though." She hurried to the toilet in the laundry and peed before carefully washing and drying her face and hands.

Matilda, Margaret, Grace, and Glenda came out from their bedrooms and joined the others around the kitchen table. Grandma Gwen wasn't far behind.

Alice and Zoe.

Despite her mind having to reassemble its scattered pieces, Alice heard Zoe's whisper and smiled happily. Having a teenage Mistress maybe wasn't such a bad thing, especially if that Mistress gave her orgasms like the previous ones.

Zoe woke to the delicious sensation of having her sweet young pussy licked. She moaned and arched her back, encouraging Alice to lick harder. Zoe moved her hands behind her head and lifted her knees, which improved Alice's access. Alice slid her hands under Zoe's tight bottom and lifted her higher so she could tongue along Zoe's perineum to her starfish. Alice thought she should somehow reassert some control, and she thought fucking the teenager's ass might help her do it.

With her older lover's mouth on her anus, Zoe moved her hands to her pussy. She placed her left index finger on her clitoral hood and pulled it back, exposing her juicy kernel. With her other hand, Zoe circled her clitoris as she revelled in Alice's searching tongue. Zoe moaned when Alice delved a finger into her bottom, and moaned louder when Alice discovered she could ease three fingers into Zoe's ass without any apparent discomfort for the young woman.

Alice's heart fell a little because she realised Zoe's bottom was probably as experienced in accepting cocks as her mouth and pussy seemed. She continued gamely, though. Alice had removed the strap-on from Zoe's sleeping body and carefully oiled it as she prepared herself to fuck the teenager's ass. Alice's tight pussy frothed as she imagined Zoe's protests changing to lustful moans. Alas, it was not to be.

Knowing the young woman was ready, Alice determinedly rolled Zoe over and moved higher, covering Zoe's petite body with her taller, thinner one. Zoe's fingers continued to stimulate her little clitty as Alice positioned her 'cock' on her rosebud and firmly pushed it inside.

"Oof," Zoe grunted as her knot parted and allowed her older lover's cock inside.

"Is there anything you haven't already done?" Alice grumped. She didn't stop fucking Zoe's tight ass, though.

"I haven't taken more than two cocks simultaneously yet," Zoe teased.

"Would you want to?" Alice disbelievingly asked. Even during her marriage to Andrew, she detested how his cock looked. She'd barely touched it and certainly had never sucked it. It took a conscious effort for Alice to remember that her son's erections were normal and he didn't deserve being ripped a new one for having one.

She admitted she'd fallen into being a 'devouring mother' and probably would have remained one if not for Zoe. Admitting to her desire for the mature nineteen-year-old made Alice reconsider her actions. There was no denying how much more responsibly Brett and Grace acted since Alice had taken a leaf from Zoe's Parents' book and allowed them more freedom.

Alice spoke to them calmly if her children erred now and asked pertinent questions about why they'd acted like they had. Alice often discovered that the teachers and the school itself were responsible for her children's misbehaviour. Brett's especially. Although Matilda remained somewhat recalcitrant in her actions, without her siblings reacting to her barbs, even she had become much more reasonable.

"Would I want to?" Zoe mused as she used her lower legs to encourage Alice to fuck her harder and faster. "Yes, assuming I could find multiple men who I trust enough to do me like that. What about you, Alice? Have you had sex with multiple partners simultaneously?"

"Only a threesome with two other women," Alice admitted. "That was fun, I'll admit that. I might see if I can arrange something like that again.

"Willow's mum is bisexual," Zoe pointed out before daringly adding. "So is my mum, but she's only recently admitted to that."

"What?" Alice exclaimed, her pussy throbbing when she pictured Zoe's mother. Lisa was Zoe ripened to perfection. Zoe was firm and tight young curves. Her mother was those same curves softened by age and gloriously matured. "Wait!" Alice gasped. "How do you know?"

"Mum discovered I have older female lovers," Zoe, not fully, explained. "She wanted me to know it was okay that I had them because she used to when she was my age. Then, Mum admitted she'd recently taken a female lover again and that Dad knows and doesn't mind. I don't know who, though," Zoe added the lie to protect Willow's secret. She knew Alice would ban Brett from seeing her if she knew Brett's 'girlfriend' was Zoe's mother's lover. She might even ban Brett from studying with Zoe.

Alice considered what Zoe had revealed. She hadn't met Willow's mother. Or Willow herself, for that matter. She immediately decided that a 'mother's night out' was in order. Let things develop from there. She resumed fucking Zoe's ass.

It wasn't really doing it for Zoe. Alice was distracted and too timid. Zoe needed to be fucked, not coddled. "Lie on your back and let me ride you?" She suggested.

"Sure," Alice agreed. She eased out of Zoe's ass and lay on her back.

Zoe used a convenient wet wipe to sterilise Alice's cock, then she straddled the older woman and lowered her sopping pussy onto it. Zoe balanced on her hands, which she placed over Alice's diamond-tipped nipples. Waving her hips back and forth, Zoe pinched Alice's nipples as she rode her older lover towards a mutual crest. Zoe's vast experience with strap-on cocks meant she knew how to ride one so it was forced against the wearer's clit and massaged it as she rode.

"How have I lost control again?" Alice confusedly wondered as the rubber stop on her strap-on massaged her nubbin delightfully. "I was supposed to be getting Zoe off, not getting more myself."

"You are getting me off," Zoe groaned as her hips waved faster. "I'm almost there." Alice had, unawarely, spoken out loud.

Zoe squeezed Alice's breasts painfully hard as she shuddered and orgasmed, which only added to the older woman's arousal and launched her off her peak after Zoe. Zoe sighed like a deflating balloon and slowly collapsed onto Alice. Seconds later, Alice realised that Zoe had fallen asleep. She giggled and started to move, but then she thought, 'Zoe's not heavy, and her breasts feel absolutely divine pressed this tightly against mine. Let her sleep.' Alice, smiling happily, grabbed Zoe's bottom and let herself drift into sleep.

Brett and Judith.

Matilda, Margaret, Grace, and Glenda came out from their bedrooms and joined the others around the kitchen table. Grandma Gwen wasn't far behind.

As they ate, and with Margaret's glittering eyes egging her on, Matilda tried winding her brother up. She needled him about the trouble he got into at school, not having a girlfriend, and being dumber than her A average. However, it was water off a duck's back to Brett. His new-found maturity could be sheeted directly back to his encounters with the inimitable Zoe Carter. Other than chuckling if Matilda managed a humorous dig, Brett let the rest wash over him, leaving him unbothered.

Judith watched in awe. Margaret regularly wound her up in similar fashion, which almost always resulted in a screaming match between the sisters. Judith observed silently as Matilda began coming apart. Her best barbs slid off Brett's uncaring facade without leaving the slightest impression, which infuriated Matilda to the point she screamed, "You're just a brain dead, friendless, fuck head. I hope you get run over riding to school!" Which, of course, got her immediately sent to her room in disgrace.

"I'll be up to deal with you later, Missy," Nana Gwen threatened. Gwen's 'deal with you' was typically a rolled-up newspaper to the back of your thighs--more embarrassing than painful.

Judith looked awedly at Brett, who grinned and shrugged. Margaret immediately picked up on the fact that her sister was sweet on their cousin, and she started in on her. She needled Judith about not having a boyfriend and never having been kissed. Judith's mouth opened to retort when she felt Brett squeezing her thigh. Instead, she ignored her sister and sweetly asked her grandfather if she could have a can of soft drink.

"Of course you may, Judith," Poppa Mark grinned, getting up. "Politeness should always be rewarded." He brought back four cans and gave one each to Brett, Judith, Grace, and Glenda. Margaret immediately protested, demanding to know why he hadn't gotten one for her.

"Politeness should be rewarded, but rudeness should never go unpunished," Nana Gwen said evenly.

Margaret opened her mouth to argue but realised she was only proving her grandparents' point if she did. She closed it and glared at the others, daring them to say something. She turned to her older sister. "Brett and Judith in a tree. K. i. s. s. i. n. g. First comes love, then comes marriage..."

"Enough, Margaret," Gwen growled. "Stop acting like a child. Like a spoiled brat. I know your parents raised you to be better than that."

"It's not fair!" Margaret screamed, flinging herself away from the table and flouncing from the kitchen.

"I'll be up to deal with you, too," Gwen said to Margaret's retreating back.

Those remaining chatted as they ate, putting plenty aside for the missing two despite their actions. After they'd eaten, Mark, Brett and the girls traipsed to the lounge, where they found a movie they all could agree to watch and made themselves comfortable. Grandma Gwen went upstairs, rolling up a newspaper as she went. The sounds of wailing girls being disciplined caused Grandpa Mark to turn the sound up, but otherwise went unremarked.

Judith sat as close as she dared to Brett but studiously ignored him as she scrolled through her social media feeds on her phone. Being on her phone allowed Judith to study Brett's profile without making it obvious to the others. She had muted the 'click' sound when her phone took a photo, so she took plenty of her handsome cousin surreptitiously. Judith hoped to remember this special night forever. The night she became a woman and the second of her friends to surrender her virginity. Maybe the first if Nola was as full of shit as she suspected.

Gwen returned with her chastised granddaughters in tow. The girls were pathetically sobbing as if Gwen had flogged them with a whip instead of a rolled-up newspaper. Holding hands, the girls sat as far from Brett and Judith as possible and still see the TV.

The movie passed without anything much happening. Minor conversations about what was happening in the film broke out, but the lounge was mostly silent. Nana and Poppa Samuels (Alice kept her married name because she didn't want her surname to be different from her kids') sent the youngest four to bed but invited Judith and Brett to sit and have a cup of tea or coffee with them at the table.

Feigning innocence, Brett and Judith sat on opposite sides of the table, hoping they hadn't been caught out. They hadn't, but Gwen's nose told her that her granddaughter was immensely sexually excited, and she wanted to warn the teenagers off before they did anything 'stupid'.

"Tough being eighteen, isn't it, guys?" Gwen said sympathetically after Mark had placed mugs before everyone. "Your bodies are sending messages that your brain doesn't understand, and it's easy to do something you're not ready for."

'I'm ready for it,' Judith immediately thought as Brett hid his grin. 'The sex talk' from his grandmother. Really?

But then, Grandma Gwen shocked them to the core. "Of course, I know you're too young to be considering doing anything stupid, but if you were, I'd like to know if you have adequate protection. Judith, are you on the pill? Brett, are you carrying condoms?"

Mark laughed at the teenagers' confounded expressions. "I know it's hard to believe," he laughed. "But we weren't always seventy. We, too, were teenagers once."

"I bet your parents didn't tell you that Mark and I are cousins, too," Gwen smiled. "It's legal for cousins to marry in Australia. You can even marry your aunt or uncle if you want to. We were only eighteen when we first made love," she completed.

'Well, what the fuck do you reply to that?' Brett wondered as Judith gaped. They turned to look at each other. Brett bravely turned to face his grandparents. "I have condoms," he said, but then he lied. "But Judith and I weren't going to do anything. We barely know each other."

Gwen laughed uproariously. "You may not have planned on doing anything," she grinned. "But your young lady already has you measured and dressed for the slaughter." Mark joined her laughter. Gwen continued, "We're going to bed, and us old people don't hear too good, especially without our hearing aids." She and Mark conspicuously took them out. "So, as I said, don't do anything stupid, like getting pregnant."

"I'll be fucked," Brett muttered disbelievingly as his grandparents walked from the room.

"Yeah!" Judith replied just as disbelievingly. She shook herself before asking, "Did you know Mark and Gwen were cousins?"

"No," Brett confirmed. "I assume you didn't either?"

Judith shook her head. "No, I didn't. Can you believe they just gave us permission to fuck?"

"Did they?" Brett queried. "I think they guessed we were going to, anyway. So, they ensured we knew what we were doing and that you wouldn't get pregnant."

"What would they have done if you didn't have condoms?" Judith wondered.

"I'd guess Poppa Mark would have gone out and bought some," Brett opined.

"We have to have the coolest grandparents on the planet," Judith mused.

"Yeah," Brett agreed. "Absolutely!"

"I'd better go up to bed," Judith said reluctantly. "I'll be down when I'm sure Matilda and Margaret are asleep. If you still want to? You're not too weirded out by making love to me knowing that our grandparents know?"

"I want to very much," Brett smiled warmly. "It will be an honour to be your first, Judith." He thought concernedly. "Be careful with Matilda. She's sneaky and might pretend to be asleep, then follow you down the stairs."

"Righto," Judith said. "I might set a silent, vibrating alarm for 2:00 a. m. You'll have to forgive me if I sleep through it. I promise, Brett, that I'm so hot for you that I could scream. So, if I don't come down, it's because I slept through the alarm. Not because I changed my mind."

"I understand," Brett said. "I'll see you about two."

"You sure will," Judith gushed. She nervously kissed Brett's cheek and virtually ran from the room.

Brett took his phone out to check the time. 10:30. Fuck!

His balls ached because, despite receiving relief via his cousin's mouth, he was well down on his typical daily orgasm count. After school on a Friday, he'd either be at home watching porn (skirting around the laughable parental controls was less than easy), or on a videocall with Zoe, Willow, or one of the other girls he's seduced and perverted, indulging in mutual masturbation for each other's viewing pleasure. If it were neither of those things, then he'd be with one of them, fucking.

But today and this evening, Zoe and Willow had been noticeably absent. Brett and Zoe knew Willow was with Zoe's parents because Willow had immediately conference-called them when Lisa invited her. That explained Willow's absence.

Then, he remembered Zoe saying on Thursday that she was coming to his place to babysit for his mother the following day. He asked his mother where she was going, but she fobbed him off, which was unusual nowadays. Then, this afternoon, she said she was going out but had changed her mind about Zoe babysitting and was dropping them at their grandparents'.

'Mum's with Zoe!' Brett realised. He could think of no other reason for the subterfuge. His cock lurched when he imagined them together, but then he was disgusted that his cock liked thinking of his mother getting it on with his Mistress. Willow had been equally conflicted when Zoe confessed that she'd fucked Willow's mother.

It wasn't that Zoe had been with their mothers that bothered the friends. After all, they'd both been with Zoe's mother, and Willow had gotten it on with Zoe's dad and mother simultaneously, so that was okay. It was that they both were confused by why their libidos responded to thinking about watching their mothers with their Mistress.

He checked his phone. 10:45. Really?

Brett unsuccessfully searched the kitchen drawers for tissues. He tried the cupboards and found a nearly empty box. He took the remaining tissues out and put the box in the recycling. Then, sitting in the dark on the couch, Brett rubbed a guilty orgasm out, imagining his mother and Zoe lying on his mother's bed, tribbing their pussies together--something he'd witnessed Willow and Zoe doing many times.

Brett wasn't concerned about performing for Judith later because his rock-hard cock barely wilted despite his climax. Being unable to get stiff for his cousin wouldn't be the problem. Not cumming too soon and ruining it for his virgin lover would be.

Brett checked his phone. 11:15. What?

Brett knew better than to masturbate to fruition quickly. Doing that exacerbated premature ejaculation because it trained the mind to cum swiftly. Instead, he edged himself for as long as possible before letting himself orgasm. Twenty minutes was typically more than enough to get his lover off at least once, usually more. But he'd been aiming for longer to use up the time until two.

Brett threw the tissues in the rubbish, unzipped the sleeping bag his grandmother had left for him, lay on the couch, and covered himself with it. He thought he'd stay up and wait for Judith or sneak into her room and wake her if she didn't come down. But that clearly wasn't happening. He closed his eyes and slept.

Judith pulling the sleeping bag aside and sliding onto the couch beside him naked, woke Brett up. His hand instinctively grabbed his cousin's taut buns and he ground his stiff cock against her soft stomach. The cousins kissed as their hands roamed. Well, hand. Brett lay on his side with his left hand under his body. Judith lay on her right side with her arm trapped behind her. There just wasn't enough room.

Brett helped Judith off the couch and onto her feet. He admired her lean, naked body in the dim light provided by the streetlights filtering through the closed blinds. Brett opened them so he could see better, then spread the sleeping bag on the floor before the couch. He quickly stripped his shorts, jocks and T-shirt off before encouraging Judith to lie on the spread bag.

Brett knelt to kiss her. "Be right back," he said, quickly walking to the laundry and taking two towels from the linen cupboard. He offered those to Judith, who shifted so she could lay them under her bottom. Judith was an active sportswoman, so there was a better than even chance her hymen had already broken, but why take the risk?

Before joining his cousin on the floor, Brett retrieved two condoms from his pants pocket and placed them beside the sleeping bag. He typically carried three with him because you just never knew when opportunity would strike, right? Brett got them from Zoe, who got them from her mother, who willingly provided them because she wanted her daughter to practice safe sex--a sentiment Lisa thought more parents should hold. After all, unexpected teenage pregnancy rates had not shifted in decades despite the various churches' teachings and programs such as 'just say no'.

Brett took a quick look around, carefully examining the stairs and landing to ensure his sister wasn't watching. He saw nothing, so he unfolded a blanket, spread it over Judith, and joined her under it. Judith's hand immediately grabbed his cock, which brought up another immediate problem. "Shit!" Brett said. "I'd better grab some washcloths for me to cum in and to clean up with afterwards."

Brett returned to the linen cupboard and retrieved several washcloths. There'd be the obvious problem of explaining why two towels and the washcloths had been soiled, but he guessed his grandparents would be cool with it, and it was undoubtedly better than flooding the carpet in the lounge with cum stains.

Judith seductively slid the blanket aside, revealing she was on her back with her knees up and apart. Her fingers slid erotically along her slit before circling her clit. Brett grinned, knowing Judith felt more confident and looked forward to her deflowering. He eased onto the floor beside her, and Judith released the blanket and grabbed his cock.

"I'm too excited," Brett warned. "I'm going to cum if you hold me like that."

"Can I taste it again?" Judith longingly asked.

"Anytime you want to, babe," Brett chuckled. "Any damned time you want to."

Judith tittered nervously but lowered her head and took Brett into her inexperienced mouth. She managed to get around four inches of Brett's cock into her mouth before retching.

"Easy," Brett soothed. "Despite what the porn you may have watched shows, it takes a lot of practice to train your gag reflex not to react to a cock touching it. Besides, babe, it doesn't matter. Deep throating my cock isn't required to give me a delicious blowjob."

"It isn't?" Judith disbelievingly asked. "My friend Nola says you have to be able to, or your boyfriend will dump you because you're useless."

"Really?" Brett laughed. He knew he was lucky in that Zoe had seduced him and opened his eyes to a world he suspected existed but had no chance of reaching. Before Zoe had entered their lives, Alice had treated him like a recalcitrant child. It was almost as if she hated him just because he was a male. Zoe's influence had turned that around completely. His mother spoke to him as an almost equal now, only reverting to being his mother if he screwed up, which now that she treated him fairly, Brett rarely did.

"Next time you see her, ask her to show you on a banana," Brett chuckled. "I bet she can't."

"So, what do I do instead?" Judith asked.

"Take me back in your mouth," Brett encouraged. "Then, when my dick hits your gag reflex, wrap your thumb and finger around my shaft a little higher than that. That gives you the maximum point you can accept without wanting to throw up, and you can go to town after that."

Judith tried it, quickly establishing her maximum depth and encircling it with her thumb and forefinger. "What do I do now?" She wondered.

"Start by licking it like it was an ice block. Then, when you're ready, pretend it's a lollipop and suck like hell."

"Shouldn't I bob my head up and down when I'm sucking?" Judith asked, recalling what Nola had described.

"If you think you can," Brett agreed. "But if you mix licking my glans with sucking my cock, I promise it won't take long before I cum."

"Do you want me to swallow it again?"

"It's up to you, beautiful," Brett smiled. "You can swallow. Take my cock out of your mouth and let it cum on your face, breasts, or stomach. Or take me out of your mouth and let me cum into one of the cloths. If you'd like, I'll warn you when I'm about to cum, and you can decide."

"Okay," Judith agreed. "Let me know when you're ready." She eagerly lowered her mouth onto Brett's cock. Judith hadn't shifted her hand, so she knew how much she could handle. She licked Brett's glans like she was gathering the leaking juices from an ice block before taking his cock in her mouth and sucking hard, her cheeks hollowing from the effort.

"Gawd, Judith, that's so good," Brett groaned, desperately trying to hold onto his lollies. Brett could feel his cousin's proud smile around his cock. She repeated her actions, which brought Brett precipitously close to his peak. He managed to groaningly resist for another cycle. The third cycle undid him, though. He tapped Judith's cheek, "I'm going to cum," he gasped.

"Hmm," Judith hummed, bobbing her head faster. She squeaked when Brett's first spurt hit the back of her throat. She was surprised again by how forcefully Brett came and how much he gifted her with every spurt. By swallowing as quickly as she could, Judith managed to gobble down all of Brett's gift without spilling any. She was surprised again when Brett pulled her up and kissed her passionately. Nola said cum was disgusting and that she always spat it out. She added that her boyfriend refused to kiss her until she'd brushed her teeth and gargled.

Judith expressed her wonder to Brett, who replied, "Judith, if any man won't kiss you to thank you for giving them a blowjob, you should dump their ungrateful asses immediately. I guarantee they'll expect you to kiss them after they've gone down on you."

'Oh, yeah,' Judith recalled. 'Nola said that, too.' Nola also told her she refused to kiss them until they'd washed their faces. "I'm not a lesbian who wants to taste pussy juice," she stated airily as if she was the only one who had the correct knowledge. Tasting pussy juice, even your own, made you a lesbian. That was all there was to it. Judith was more convinced than ever that her friend was full of shit because why did Nola dare her to lick her pussy and offer to lick hers if she wasn't into girls? She'd tasted herself from her fingers and Brett's lips. She thought she tasted okay, and she certainly wasn't craving to muff dive.

Judith unawarely bit her pinky nail coquettishly. "Will you taste me now?" She asked shyly.

"Of course," Brett grinned. "I love your taste."

Busting Judith's cherry wouldn't be his first time introducing a virgin to sex. Brett had successfully perverted two other eighteen-year-old girls into cock hounds before introducing them to each other and making them pussy hounds, too. He knew how to carefully bring the girls to the point where they were so aroused that they welcomed the pain from their defloration. He did that with Judith.

Moving slowly and lovingly, because women needed an emotional connection to their lovers to truly enjoy the sex act, Brett licked from past Judith's virgin entrance to her clitoris before he gently lavished attention on her button. Brett repeated those actions several times as Judith's fingers scrabbled over the carpet, seeking something she could dig her fingers into. She settled for scrunching up the sleeping bag and pulling firmly. Brett slid his tongue over Judith's hymen, probing its strength, causing Judith to moan and arch her entire body, from heels to shoulders, off the floor.

'Shouldn't hurt too much,' Brett decided. 'It's mostly gone, and I doubt I'm big enough to tear it any further. I will stretch it a little, though.'

"Please," Judith mewled. "I need you. Please."

"What do you need, honey?" Brett asked lovingly.

"I need you to make me a woman, Brett," Judith pleaded.

Grinning warmly, Brett removed a condom from its package and put it on. Then, he moved between the young woman's lasciviously spread thighs. He used his hand to guide his cock against Judith's entrance. He felt the slight resistance of her maidenhead but pushed in firmly. As he'd expected, Judith's hymen stretched accommodatingly, with little pain, and Brett ploughed into her depths. Knowing what recently deflowered women typically wanted, Brett lifted himself onto his hands so Judith could see where they were joined.

"You're in me," Judith said awedly. "I can feel you inside my pussy. Yes!" She excitedly exclaimed. "I'm a woman. You made me a woman."

"No, my love," Brett assured her. "You already were a beautiful woman. I merely removed your troublesome hymen."

"It hardly hurt at all," Judith wondered.

"I'd guess you broke it riding your bike or doing sports," Brett explained. "It hadn't completely disappeared but stretched to accept me readily enough."

"Nola is so full of shit!" Judith exclaimed. "She told me it hurt her so much she was sore for a week."

"That might have been true for her," Brett pointed out. "Not all hymens are the same. I read about one woman who reckoned her hymen was 'armour-plated' and needed a surgeon's knife to open it."

"Ouch!" Judith shuddered.

"Indeed," Brett chuckled. He pulled out gently before easing back in.

"Oh!" Judith mouthed, excited by that movement. Brett pulled out and pushed back in. "That feels so good," Judith said wonderingly. Brett pulled back and pushed in firmer and faster. "Oh, Gawd," Judith moaned as her back arched as it had before when Brett's mouth was on her pussy.

Unawarely, Judith's hips waved to meet Brett's next inward stroke. She did the same with the next and the next, and before she was even fully aware, she was being vigorously fucked by an expert cocksman.

Suddenly, it was on her. Feelings never experienced before radiated from Judith's pussy, blazing to her clitoris and then across her entire body, and Judith's mouth opened to scream her approval to the entire world. Brett, barely avoiding laughter, got a couch cushion over his cousin's mouth to muffle her screams before their grandparents, Brett's and her sisters, and the neighbours from three streets around came running to see who was murdering her.

Brett lowered his upper body onto Judith's and kissed her lovingly until her eyes opened, and she smilingly gazed up at him. "Loud, huh?"

"Just a tad," Brett chuckled.

Looking down, Judith briefly frowned. "You're still in me?" Brett nodded. Judith's frown deepened. "You didn't cum?" Brett shook his head. Not sure if she shouldn't be pissed at him, Judith bitingly asked, "Why not? Aren't I attractive enough to make you?"

"Judith, you would make a stone statue have an erection if they saw you naked," Brett told her smilingly. "I only wanted to ensure you were satisfied before selfishly getting what I want."

"Oh," Judith replied, immediately contrite. "But if you had cum and I still wanted more?"

"Then I'd use my mouth, tongue and fingers to get you off until you were satisfied."

"But my pussy could have been filled with your cum. Well, assuming I was on the pill."

"Why would that matter?" Brett asked, slowly pumping his hips again. His edging practice was paying dividends. "Look, Judith. I can guarantee that most of the boys you sleep with will expect you to blow them if they haven't gotten off before you can't go again. So why shouldn't it be the same the opposite way around?"

"I don't know," Judith admitted. It just seemed not to be like that. But maybe guys like her cousin would change that. Judith's head tipped back as thoughts escaped her mind. Her cousin's cock was remorselessly driving her to another peak, and Judith was eager to leap from it again. Orgasms from a cock in her cunt were a bazillion times better than the ones from her fingers.

Brett stifled his roars as he came with her this time. Feeling her cousin's cock twitching inside her as he climaxed made Judith wish they'd barebacked. She thought that feeling Brett's cock spray inside her would double or even triple her enjoyment.

Holding the condom to his shaft carefully, Brett eased out of Judith's deflowered pussy. There wasn't any blood, which Brett had expected. But being cautious and putting towels down was the wise move, and he had no regrets about delaying long enough to do so.

Brett used one of the facecloths to wrap the condom in before lying beside Judith and kissing her. "Why did you pull out of me so quickly?" Judith wondered.

"When my cock deflates, the condom gets loose and will leak my sperm into your pussy," Brett explained. "You don't want that," he needlessly added. Judith had already followed his thought to its logical conclusion--pregnancy. Not only no. But at eighteen? Hell no!

"Can you go again?" Judith innocently asked. "I could probably have another one or two orgasms if you can."

"Use your hand to stimulate me, and I'll be ready in seconds," Brett chuckled. "Use your mouth, and it will be less than that!"

Judith used her mouth, grimacing at the rubber taste from the condom. 'Another reason to get on the pill so I can bareback," Judith thought. "How do I get the condom on?" She asked.

Brett took another condom from the package and explained, "You take it out of the wrapper and hold it between your fingers and thumb. Then, you place the hood on the man's glans, his cockhead, and use your fingers and thumb to roll it down until it reaches the base. If it rolls easily, you have it the right way up; if it doesn't, flip it over." He looked at his cousin speculatively. Zoe had used Brett as her test subject and shown Willow how to use her mouth to get the condom on. "Of course," he challengingly said. "You can place the condom between your lips and teeth, and use your mouth to put it on as you deep throat your man's cock."

Holding out her hand, Judith said, "Let me try. Do you have another one if I fuck this up?"

"One more," Brett admitted.

"Cool. It won't matter if I fuck it up then." Despite her fear, Judith got it right the first time, and she covered Brett's cock with the condom down to her gag reflex. She used her hand to roll it the rest of the way down. "Can I ride you?" Judith asked.

"Sure," Brett chuckled, moving onto his back and holding his dick so it pointed at the ceiling.

Judith swung her slender thigh over her cousin and instinctively held Brett's cock as she lowered herself onto it. Happy it was fully inside her, Judith released Brett's cock and glided down it until her perineum rested on Brett's balls. She wriggled her hips, experimenting with what felt good for her, assuming it would also feel good for Brett.

Still experimenting, Judith leaned back as she waved her hips. That felt, well, almost. Like if she could just lie a little further back, it would feel wonderful. Judith leaned further back, but without support, the strain on her stomach muscles and thighs was too much. Not knowing what else to do, Judith straightened and placed her hands on Brett's chest so she could use them as a pivot point to help her rock her hips along his sturdy shaft.

Understanding what Judith was unknowingly trying to do, Brett sat up and helped his cousin to lie back on his raised knees. Then, he pulled her feet out from under her so she was sitting on his cock. "Put your hands behind you on my knees," he advised. "I'll lower my legs, and you can try that.

Judith did as Brett asked, and the amazing extra sensation on the front of her pussy wall immediately grabbed her attention. "Rest on your hands and use your feet and thighs to lift and lower yourself," Brett explained.

Brett groaned wantingly as his cousin leaned back on her hands and lifted and lowered her pussy along his shaft. His cock would slide out until only the tip was in Judith and then she'd lower down, and he'd watch it disappear into her wet depths. 'Maybe this position wasn't the smartest move on my behalf,' Brett despaired, knowing he was about to lose this race by cumming first. Wait. Did that make sense? How do you lose by coming first? 'It was in the spelling,' he thought desperately, trying to hold on for another few moments.

"Too late," he muttered despairingly as his prostate cramped and his balls snapped against his throbbing shaft, ready to blast his cock full of their payloads and send it rocketing into his cousin's pussy. Brett whined through gritted teeth as his cock exploded into Judith. His embarrassment at cumming first mitigated by the realisation his cousin had also lost control and was biting her lip as she thrashed and shuddered on his ejaculating cock. 'A tie, then,' he thought relievedly.

Brett held the condom as his cock wilted and slipped from Judith's pussy. He added to the other one already in a facecloth. However, unawarely, Judith continued to wave her hips, trying to ride her cousin's softened dick. Knowing her needs were still urgent, Brett rolled Judith onto her back and lowered his head onto her soaking pussy. He sucked Judith's clit into his mouth and swirled his tongue over it.

Simultaneously, Brett eased his finger into his cousin's pussy and curled it back, searching for her G-spot. Finding the rough patch behind Judith's pubic bone, which delineated that spot, Brett scraped his finger pad over it firmly as he lashed her nubbin with his tongue.

"Oh!" Judith exclaimed, her hips jumping against Brett's exploring finger and lips. "Oh!" She yipped again before remembering to place a cushion over her mouth.

Brett grinned as he stroked Judith's G-spot and tongued her clitoris. He knew his just-deflowered cousin was about to cum again. Brett's last condom was still in his pants pocket, so he used his fingers and tongue to drive her to several orgasms before taking the condom out and putting it on. Judith's eyes glittered greedily as he moved back between her pornographically lifted and parted knees and slid back into the soaking furnace that was her pussy.

However, as he slid home, Judith winced, her eyes pained. The continual internal stimulation provided by Brett's cock and finger had rubbed her freshly deflowered pussy raw. "Sorry," Judith whimpered, ashamed she'd taken so much and given what she thought was so little.

"No need to be," Brett assured her with a loving smile. "That was a lot for your first time. I feel so very proud you chose me to be your first, Judith. I hope you'll want to catch up again soon, and we can try some things we haven't done yet."

"You don't mind that I've left you hanging?" Judith doubtfully queried, thinking he'd never want to be with such a useless fuck again.

"Nothing my hand won't take care of," Brett chuckled.

"Oh," Judith said, her mind clicking into gear. "Or I could use my mouth on you again?" She tentatively suggested.

"Only if you want to," Brett said. "It's up to you. No pressure from me." Judith nodded eagerly as she lowered her head to take him in her mouth. "Let me take the condom off first," Brett chuckled.

"Oh," Judith embarrassedly said, thinking she was so shit at this making love stuff. "If you're not sure your partner's clean, it's a good idea to make him wear a rubber even if you're only blowing him," Brett explained. "Having said that, why are you having sex with him if you're not sure he's clean?"

"Uh, umm, yeah, why?" Judith mumbled, distracted by the condom snapping off her cousin's cock and it bouncing just before her lips. She licked Brett's glans, but she suddenly found herself being spun around and rolled onto the top. Her eyes were confronted by her cousin's bobbing dick and she felt his lips nibbling on her nubbin. "Oh!" Judith yelped, quickly sucking Brett's cock into her mouth to muffle her sounds. 'This is a sixty-nine,' her overwhelmed mind thought. 'Another first I wondered if I'd ever experience.'

Judith ignored what Brett was doing and concentrated on giving him the best blowjob she could. She wasn't convinced she had any idea what she was doing, but his groans indicated she was on the right track, so she tried cupping Brett's small tight balls, too. Then, when she felt her cousin's finger touching her rosebud, a feeling that sent an illicit thrill through her sweet pussy, Judith thought she'd return the favour. Brett's deep, guttural moan into her pussy told her that he wasn't averse to her finger being there, so she rubbed her finger in small circles over it.

Her cousin's cock jerked in her mouth and he groaned deeply again. Even Judith's meagre experience, today only, told her that jerk meant Brett was about to cum. She sealed her lips around Brett's glans and sucked hard. His lips left her nubbin briefly, and he groaned, "Fffffffffuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkkk!!!" Before filling her keen mouth with his cum.

Swallowing her man's ejaculate still seemed so scintillating naughty that the mere act of doing so crashed Judith into a final, for that night, orgasm. She rolled off her first lover onto her side, exhausted. Her eyes slowly shut, but she opened them when she felt Brett move to face her. He kissed her lips lovingly as he petted her head. "Honey, I know that all you want to do is sleep. But you can't sleep here, okay? Not unless you want the oldies upstairs to bust us."

"Yeah," Judith mumbled, her hand wrapping around Brett's cock possessively. "Yeah, I must get up and go back to bed." Her eyes shut, and she snored.

"Yes, you must," Brett giggled, shaking her shoulder.

"Huh?" Judith muttered. "Just a few more minutes, Mum, okay?"

"No," Brett insisted, shaking his cousin again. "You have to get up and go to bed."

Dragging herself awake despite her body's need for sleep, Judith muttered, "You're right." She found her panties and nightie and put them on. Then, she kissed Brett's cheek and said, "Add me on X and Messenger, and we'll work out when we can get together again."

She staggered off, and Brett, exhausted, too, immediately fell asleep.

Saturday Morning: Grandpa Mark's and Nana Gwen's Place.

Brett yawned and stretched, his body aching from sleeping on the carpet. He looked around and froze. 'Fuck!' He remembered. Not only hadn't he put his clothes back on, he hadn't tidied up the facecloths or towels. He looked around quickly, but they were gone. 'Shit!' He dressed under the blanket before zipping and folding up the sleeping bag and folding the blanket. Brett tentatively made his way into the kitchen, where his grandfather was drinking a huge mug of tea and reading the newspaper. 'Does anyone still do that?' Brett wondered inanely, fearing how much trouble he was in.

"Morning," Poppa Mark said cheerily. "Sleep well?" Brett nodded. "I'm sure you did... eventually," Mark chuckled.

'Busted,' Brett thought.

Sure enough, Mark laughed and said, "A few things, youngster. Okay?" Brett nodded. "Don't leave the evidence scattered on the lounge floor. Three used condoms and condom packages scattered on the carpet are not something your grandmother needs to wake up to. She's pretty cool about teenage sex but show more respect than to rub her face in it. Okay? Also, FFS, at least open the windows if you can't find the air freshener. This whole lower area smelled of sex when I came down. Finally, if you're going to sleep naked, at least ensure you're covered up. No one needs to come downstairs and see a naked cock, let alone one still covered in drying semen."

"Shit!" Brett muttered, knowing he'd screwed up royally. Zoe had taught him better than this. He let the sheer perverseness of deflowering his eighteen-year-old cousin overwhelm his good sense.

"Shit indeed," Poppa Mark agreed. "Now, young man. It's all good unless Judith comes down and complains. Okay?" Brett nodded, relieved. "If she does, though. You're in the deep doggy do-do. You get me?"

"Yes, Sir," Brett agreed, knowing he was virtually getting away with murder. He knew there was no way in hell Judith was complaining, except maybe about not being able to do it again soon.

"Go and shower, son," Mark said, tousling Brett's hair. "You smell like cum."

Brett fled, knowing just how lucky he was to have cool grandparents. He reached the bathroom but discovered the door was locked. Brett shrugged, uncertain what to do, but he didn't have anywhere else he could go, so he returned to the kitchen. "Someone's already in there," Brett replied to Mark's raised eyebrow.

Sensing someone in the bathroom with her, Judith wiped the mist off the shower glass. She gasped lightly when she saw her grandmother leaning back on her hands on the bathroom sink. Gwen summoned her from the shower by gesturing with her hands and holding out a towel.

Wondering how much trouble she was in and what her parents would do when Nana Gwen told them she, Judith, wasn't a virgin anymore, Judith turned the taps off and stepped out of the shower. She took the towel from Gwen and wrapped it around her slender body without drying herself. Being naked before your grandparent was just weird, wasn't it? Judith didn't even like being naked in front of her mother anymore.

Gwen waited patiently until her granddaughter looked at her. "How do you feel?" Gwen asked sympathetically when Judith did.

"Physically or emotionally?" Judith asked.

"Both," her grandmother confirmed.

"Inside my pussy is a little sore," Judith admitted. "We might have overdone it a little last night."

"No blood?" Gwen queried.

Judith shook her head. "I thought being a virgin there was going to be blood everywhere, but other than a little bit of pain when Brett first entered me, all it felt was good."

"Just good?" Gwen mirthfully asked.

Blushing, Judith confessed, "It was fanfuckingtastic, Granny. Brett made me cum so hard!"

"That's probably why it didn't hurt until afterward," Gwen explained. "It sounds like Brett knew what he was doing and made sure it felt good for you. Mark and I were both virgins and had to stumble through our first time ourselves. That time wasn't very good, but it got better after that." Judith nodded. It was kind of nice to talk about this with someone who understood, but kind of weird it was her grandmother. "How do you feel about surrendering your virginity to Brett?"

"He's so handsome, Nana," Judith almost wailed. "He's only three months older than me, but it's like he's a million years more mature. Brett must have dozens of girlfriends, with how handsome and cool he is. Why would he be interested in a skinny, shapeless girl like me?"

"He's a boy, honey," Gwen said drily. "As long as he gets to dip his wick, he doesn't care about your shape."

"He won't want to see me again, Nana, will he? He got what he wanted last night, and that'll be all there is."

"Maybe," Gwen shrugged. "I suspect your cousin's cut from better cloth than that, though. If Brett didn't genuinely like you, I doubt he would have seduced you."

"I threw myself at him," Judith thought she had to clarify. "He didn't have to seduce me because I gave it to him willingly."

"All the same," Gwen stated firmly. "I think he would have refused if he didn't think you were pretty."

"Do you think he might want to date me?" Judith asked plaintively.

"I think yours and his parents will ban you from ever seeing each other again if they find out you've made love together. Marrying your cousin might be legal in the eyes of the law, but it still has incestuous connotations in everyone else's eyes. There's a very good reason that Mark and I don't tell everyone we're cousins."

"Shit!" Judith swore.

"Indeed," Gwen giggled.

"What do I do?" Judith wailed.

"Take it as it comes," Gwen said. "I know Brett's your first love, and those are always intense and special, but there'll probably be many more loves before you settle with one man. Mark and I were each other's firsts, but we didn't commit to each other and get married until we were twenty-five."

"Why, Granny," Judith tried to joke. "Are you saying you were a bit of a tramp until then?"

"More than a 'bit of a one'," Gwen said primly. "But there's no need for you to follow in my footsteps." She examined her granddaughter critically before asking, "So, I can go and tell Poppa Mark that he doesn't have to kill and bury Brett?"

"Yes!" Judith blurted, not realising her grandmother was teasing. "He treated me really good, Nana. Truly. I couldn't have asked for a better first time."

"Which begs the question, 'How is Brett so good?'" Gwen mused. "I'm sure his dyke mother would be appalled to know her eighteen-year-old son wasn't a virgin."

"Nana!" Judith exclaimed. "You can't use that word!"

"Obviously, I can because I just did," Gwen replied, nonplussed by her granddaughter's vehement objection. "Alice is a dyke, so what's the problem?"

"It's not polite," Judith muttered, surrendering. Her family spent much more time at their grandparents' place than Brett's did, so she was used to her grandmother's pithy, inappropriate language.

"Okay, well, if you're all good, I'll let you dry off, and I'll see you downstairs."

"Shower's free," Gwen called when her granddaughter exited the shower after her.

Judith went to the room she shared with Matilda and Margaret to finish drying and change.

Gwen's nose wrinkled when Brett passed her on the stairs, but she didn't say anything.

The Carter Residence.

Lisa woke up when she felt Willow's soft lips on her cum-drenched pussy. Luke had barely left either of them alone for the entire night. He was so industrious that Lisa suspected he might have gotten himself a little blue pill subscription so he could keep with his wife and the wanton teenager in their bed. Lisa lifted the quilt and grinned down at Willow. "Insatiable minx," Lisa giggled, remembering how high her lusts raged at the same age.

Lisa didn't think she was a nymphomaniac, but maybe she was the next closest thing. She'd suppressed her extreme urges and been blissfully married for almost twenty-five years to a man she adored. The vixen between her lasciviously spread thighs had broken that promise, but Lisa couldn't find it in herself to care. Not when her husband was sleeping beside her, and they were taking this new sexual adventure together.

Lisa had broken her vow to remain faithful, but she'd made a new one to replace it: She'd fuck no one without Luke's permission and prior knowledge, although it could be argued that she'd already broken that vow, too. She fucked or sucked Brett Samuels most Thursdays when she took him home, and Luke didn't know she did. But Lisa was working up the courage to invite Brett to join her, Willow, and Luke in her bed, and when that happened, she'd be faithful to her new vow.

Willow's tongue on her pussy swept most of those thoughts aside, but it did create a problem--Lisa was about to cum or wee. She was unsure which would come first or whether they'd arrive simultaneously. Lisa pushed Willow aside and hurriedly got out of bed. Closing the en suite door--the private bathroom had been a Godsend when their home was filled with four teenagers--Lisa sat and relieved herself before rejoining Luke and Willow in bed. She chuckled when she saw that Willow hadn't waited. She'd rolled Luke onto his back and was busy sucking his rapidly lengthening cock. She slid down and shared it with her teenage lover.

After mutual orgasms, the threesome showered together before Lisa fed Frankie and Willow breakfast and took them home. Lisa looked almost longingly at the underground carpark as they passed it. She, Willow, and Brett parked and played in there most Thursday nights. They'd nearly been caught several times, but that only added piquancy to their encounters.

"Hey, Mum," Willow gushed, bouncing inside. Frankie waved absently, her nose stuffed in Khloé Kardashian's latest post.

Shirley stepped outside and closed the door. She and Lisa shared a sizzling kiss before Shirley breathily asked, "When are you and Luke going to ask me over again?"

Lisa casually groped the large woman's enormous breasts before quietly saying, "I have a better idea. You know Alice is gay, right?" Shirley nodded. "How about a mother's play date, just the three of us?"

"We sure should," Shirley growled. "But what about dick for you and me?"

"Luke will be happy to see you again," Lisa agreed. "We can do that, too, sometime soon."

Alice's Place.

Alice woke similarly to Lisa--with a teenager's mouth on her pussy. Neither was she complaining. She let the delicious sensations emanating from her pussy take her into a soft, profoundly felt orgasm before urgently pushing Zoe off her and running for the restroom. Returning to bed, she shared a sizzling sixty-nine with her new lover before showering together, sharing breakfast and taking her home.

"Hey, Mum, Dad," Zoe breezed, almost dancing into the kitchen. "Mum, Mrs Samuels wants to talk to you outside briefly."

"Oh?" Lisa wondered why Alice didn't just come inside and ask. She internally shrugged and walked outside.

Alice took a leap of faith, trusting her intuition. She wrapped one arm around Lisa's waist and held her head with the other, then, using every ounce of her skill, kissed Zoe's mother with all she had.

"Hmmm," Lisa purred, reopening her blissfully closed eyes and staring into Alice's. "I'm not sure what brought that on, but I hope you want more."

"I do," Alice replied, feeling quite butch with Lisa's sweet surrender. "I think you, me and Shirley need a mother's night out where we get to know each other, hmm, intimately, shall we say?"

"Sounds like a plan," Lisa agreed. "What about yours and Shirley's kids?"

"We drop them here and pay Zoe to look after them," Alice suggested.

"Let me know when," Lisa agreed, regretful about Alice letting her go.

"I will," Alice assured her as she got back in her car. She checked the car's clock. 'Just enough time to get to Gwen and Mark's and pick up the kids,' she thought as she backed out and drove away.

The End.