Chapter 47

That night seemed to change things for the five of us. Tammy had done everything there was to do with me, and seemed to give permission for her girls to take their behavior to a sexier level. Amy crawled on top of me one night and after kissing me like it was going out of style, spun herself around and planted her naked pussy right on my mouth.

She groaned when my tongue split her lips, and drilled deep inside her. I could feel her nipples harden against my lower abdomen as I teased her clit out from its hood and fastened my lips around it, suctioning her to a quick climax. Once she came, I took my time finding all of her erogenous zones, carefully discovering how each one responded to stimuli.

Amy burst into tears after experiencing a massive string of orgasms that left her wiped out. She cried for so long, Tammy came to see what was wrong, expecting to find blood on the mattress from where I'd deflowered her. Seeing no evidence of intercourse, Tammy asked, "Amy, Baby, what's wrong? Did Brian hurt you?"

"No." Gasp, gasp. "He made me come so much I couldn't help it. I just needed to cry. I've never felt anything so amazing, or intense. I can't even explain what's making me cry. It was all so wonderful, and now I'm crying like a baby..."

Tammy, like every good mother, knew her daughter well enough to ask the tough questions. "Amy? Are you afraid Brian is going to leave us, someday? Is that why you're weepy?"

"Don't say that," she wailed! "Don't even think about it. Brian can't leave us. What will we do without him?" Her tears came faster, and she was nearly hysterical when Tammy crawled on to the bed with us, took Amy in her arms, and rocked her like a newborn baby. The combination of affection and attention calmed her down, and soon she drifted off to sleep in her mother's arms. It was quite beautiful.

Linda continued to need personal attention, leading to massive climaxes. Her attitude towards me turned around one-hundred and eighty degrees after the night I claimed Tammy's rosebud. Linda used me to pleasure her every chance she got. Her breasts weren't nearly as sensitive as Tammy's, or Amy's, but when I accidentally pinched one of her nipples too hard, while eating her out, she came so hard she squirted pussy juice all over my face.

Once Linda discovered oral sex, she never looked back. Her body responded to a good licking, like a hungry cat responds to warm milk. She wanted it. She needed it, and she was going to have it. Fortunately I love to eat pussy, so we were well matched. Eventually Tammy had a word with her about taking and not giving. That night she came to my bed, stripped naked, and crawled up to my waist, taking Mr. Johnson in her mouth, and orally serviced me until I blasted down her throat.

After she licked up the last of my semen dotting her chin, she wiped her mouth and said, "Mom says you give in to us too much, and if we don't take care of you, she will cut us off. I don't think I could live without your tongue. Tell me what you want, and I'll try to give it to you." She was serious. So serious that she was willing to surrender her virginity to make sure I continued to give her great oral climaxes.

"Linda," I said. "Sex is a participation sport. You give and take in tune with your partner. What Tammy meant is that you have to remember not to leave me hanging after you get what you want. I need to come, too. If you are too self-centered, men won't keep coming back. They'll find a woman that gives as good as she gets.

"You looked so sexy sucking me off. I almost came just from seeing your face bobbing up and down on my dick. And I love having your pussy in my mouth. You taste so good. Sometimes I want to roll you over and nail you to the bed with my dick. But I don't because I'm not your one true love. You'll find him, someday, and then he'll be the first to come inside you.