Chapter 12

Clarissa lay naked across her bed. The sharp talented tongue of John her father teased and probed at her clit. He had just brought her to a set of hot sweaty orgasms and seemed inclined to drag a few more out of her. Just then her phone, which was sitting on the bed side table, rang.

He raised his head and said, “Get it.”

“You are such a naughty Daddy,” she said noting that it was Debbie.

“Hello girlfriend,” Clarissa said.

“I wasn’t sure you still wanted to talk to me,” the girl said.

“Why ... would ... you ... say ... that,” Clarissa asked thrusting her hips up into her father’s face.

“I hadn’t heard from you since my second date with Chad. I thought perhaps once you had me you were no longer interested.”

“God girlll. How could you think ... that?”

“Are you alright? You seem distracted.”

“I’m so fine.” Clarissa said as John’s fingers tweaked her nipple.

“Are you high?”

“N-no.”

“You’re playing with yourself, aren’t you?”

“Something ... like ... that.” Clarissa grabbed John’s head to slow him down so she could concentrate on the call.

“You are so bad. No wonder I want to be with you again.”

“Come over tomorrow night, uhg,” she groaned.

“To be with you?”

“To ... be ... with ... Chad ... and ... me,” the sentence alone was almost enough to push Clarissa over the edge. Her father helped her along by nipping at her clit.

“Pl ... ease ... cummm,” Clarissa said, her orgasm running through her. Debbie listened on the phone as the teen panted out her little death.

“Damn, Clarissa. You’ve got me wet just listening to you.” She thought about it. Her and Clarissa and Chad? Was she ready for that? What about Clarissa’s parents?

“Your parents?”

“Gone ... gone,” the girl panted.

“OK, see you then. Have a good one for me.”

Clarissa punch the end call button and dropped the phone. John was licking her nub and thrusting three fingers into her cunt.

“Ohh Daddy, I’m cumming again!”

Chad picked up Debbie and they headed over to Clarissa’s house. Chad had a pretty good idea of what Clarissa had in mind. Debbie was thinking about her first potential threesome.

“You look really good tonight,” Chad said.

“Thank you,” Debbie answered, though she suspected her outfit would only be a factor for a few minutes after arriving at the Marshalls.

She was actually to be pleasantly surprised. Once again Clarissa answered the door wearing typical date night fare. A short denim skirt and a short sleeve t-shirt.

“Come in,” she said. Once inside she kissed Chad with a workmanlike and through lovers kiss. When they parted she took Debbie in her arms and did the same to her. The girl was panting and she felt her body responding as her head became light.

“What now?” Chad asks.

“My parents will be out all evening. There’s no reason to hurry. How about some time in the hot tub to help us relax?”

“I didn’t bring my suit,” Debbie said.

“I don’t think we’ll need suits,” Clarissa said leading them back to the hot tub deck. “There’s no way to see back there. My parents do naughty things there all the time.”

“If no one can see how do you know?” she asked.

“I can see from my window,” she answered, which made Chad think of the night he took Pam out on that same deck.

Clarissa started slipping off her clothes. Debbie looked at her and did the same. Chad was already hard and pulled off his pants and shirt after kicking off his shoes. He slipped into the water, hoping neither girl had seen how hard he was already.

Soon all three were relaxing in the tub. Clarissa watched the other girl. Her breasts were just above the water line, the nipples just visible.

Clarissa bent to her. Her tongue traced the path down her shoulders and to her dark nipples. Her hand touched the girl’s jaw line, running down her throat and began to run small circles around her other erect nipple.

Debbie gasped, laid her head back and closed her eyes. Chad sat there just watching, his prick harder than Chinese arithmetic.

Clarissa played with her nipples, then ran her hand down the girls body, brushing her finger against her soft pussy lips.

Debbie let out a moan. Chad reached for her, kissing her long and deep. Clarissa stroked her fingers in and out of the warm pussy. Debbie groaned, letting it happen. She sucked his tongue into her mouth while he began to roll her erect nipples between his fingers.

Debbie began to move her hips, thrusting to meet her lover’s fingers. She reached out underwater taking his hard prick in her hands.

Chad bent down taking one of her nipples in his mouth, he bit down. Clarissa stroked faster and a quick orgasm flowed through the redhead.

When it was over Chad lifted her up, setting her on the edge of the hot tub. He moved forward and began to kiss her outer lips and dipping his tongue into her wet slit. Panting for breath Debbie reach down and pulled his head into her. She thrust her hips, moving in time with his mouth and fingers.

Clarissa climbed out of the tub. Kneeling behind her, she cup Debbie’s breasts, pinching the hard nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Breathing on her neck she ran her tongue over the girls ears.

“Cum for us baby,” she said and another cum ran through the girl’s body as she moaned in pleasure.

Clarissa laid her back, so that she could get to her breasts. She began to suck on her nipples, rolling them with her tongue as she sucked hard.

Chad pulled her legs up, throwing them over his shoulders. He dove in, sucking her clit and stroking his fingers in and out of her cleft. She came hard again. He kept sucking and she went from one orgasm to another.

When she finished he eased up, but didn’t release her. Debbie reached for her young blond friend, pulling Clarissa’s cunt over her face. Debbie licked and probed at the girls pussy, which was so wet already from watching her friend.

Soon Clarissa felt the pulses of pleasure running through her. She moved back and forth over Debbie’s mouth as the freckled teen pulled first one and then two cums out of her, the second so strong her toes curled.

Chad released Debbie. He climbed out of the hot tub and pulled Clarissa off her friend, laying her down on the deck, the same deck where he had ravaged her mother.