Chapter 26: JUST DESSERTS

Mimi, Angelique, Yvonne, Meredith, and Melody are all still wearing babydoll nighties, but the bottoms are around their ankles. All five are on my bed, shoulder to shoulder, arrayed according to age. All are flat on their backs, laying on my bed, with shins hanging over the edge and feet flat on the floor. Pants down, as I mentioned.

This is medicine. If I’m to satisfy all five, I’ll need all the help I can get. Aphrodisiacs. Didn’t think to buy a few dozen oysters at the Winn Dixie, drat my absent mindedness. It’s been a long trying day.

Bearded clams will have to suffice. I can see five before me. None of the girls shave. Bikinis haven’t caught on yet, and thongs not even imagined. Lovely plump hairy mons, not an ugly cunt among them.

Mimi, the Cajun girl, is youngest and first. Mmm! Good aroma. Tart sweet flavor, juicy.

Angelique is next for tasting, and for elevating my waning libido.

Full flavored, heady perfume. Luscious wetness.

Yvonne. Exciting bouquet, and overly excited herself. Gewurztraminer Wine? Nope, she is leaking a little pee. I lick her pee hole then delve into her vagina. Ah. A creamy Chardonay, as expected. I recommend to her, a trip to the loo before she loses it.

Meredith. A heartier vintage. Robust in scent and taste. A mature woman fully aroused.

Melody. The scientist. Strong chemical odor. No, just kidding.

Delicate perfume. Almost tasteless, dry, but I detect a faint sweetness and saltiness. As I stimulate her, her juices begin to flow and I can savor her fully. Delicious. I suggest to Melody in particular and to all the sisters inclusive, too much douching isn’t in good taste. It’s perfectly fine for pussy to taste and smell like pussy. I want them to be more relaxed and natural in the future. I enjoy their pheromones.

“Those who wish to remain and watch, fetch some chairs from the kitchen. Mimi and Yvonne, on the bed, the rest off.”

Yvonne, the bed wetter, get’s dicked first. She’s too excitable just now, to risk receiving a mouth full of her piss. Even if she just drained her bladder, I’m not eating her again tonight. Yvonne is from Montreal. Very tight pussy. Maybe it’s to keep waist deep snow out of her internals. Mimi is a delight to eat. Reminds me of an Ettouffe.

After Yvonne rather quickly gets her jollys, I’m holding back for stamina’s sake,

I penetrate Mimi, and begin licking the girl from the Caribbean islands, Angelique. Angelique is brown, but is considered a creole, not black. Could have fooled me. If she were classed as black, she could not attend this southern university. Nice ploy, Angelique. Full flavored, heady perfume. Luscious wetness. If she fucks as good as she tastes, she’s likely to become my favorite sister. Mimi is an energetic fuck. I’ll be happy to accommodate her anytime she needs router-rostering.

As expected, Angelique is hot. My kinda a gal. Melody is delicately flavored. I’m attentive with my tongue and she orgasms easily.

She declines to be fucked, protesting exhaustion. I mark her as predominately lesbian orientated. Melody trots off to bed.

Meredith takes her place at my head. These two are my favorites the contest is over. Angelique and Meredith. Heartier, more robust, both taste and smell like pussy. Mature women fully aroused., ready to be eaten and to fuck. Angelique stays with me until she comes twice and I come with her the second time. Everyone but Meredith totters off to bed, it’s after midnight.

“Aren’t you exhausted, little brother?”

All I can do is mumble a no around her thick nipple.

“You really fill me up, it’s a novel feeling.”

My response is to thrust a bit deeper. I’m barely moving inside her, content to just steep in her wet warm innards. Meredith’s pussy is very comfortable and comforting.

“Did Prune Moore really give yo an A in exchange for fucking her lights out?”

Mumble, mumble, I can’t explain she’s making a false assumption. My mouth is full of sweet tit and I’m reluctant to let go of it.

“No?”

“NUMYUMNUM” No.

“Maybe you’ll explain later?”

Mumbled yes.

“Can I spend the night with you?”

Yes mumbled.

“Thanks baby brother. Why don’t you climb on top and give me a good fucking. I haven’t had one since you left.”

“WOOPS! Freudian slip, forget it. Just fuck me like you fucked the prune.”

I tried fucking the shit out of Meredith, twice! I mean, I came in her twice. She had numerous orgasms. Finally, she rolled over, presented her bare ass to me and invited me to help myself to all the pussy I wanted, but she was dosing off and intended to sleep through future episodes this morning. Looking at the bedside alarm clock, it’s a quarter to four. I’ve been up nearly twenty-four hours.