Chapter 58

"She's beautiful. They both are" said Peter. Lauren kissed his chest, signaling the end of their voyeuristic interlude. They entered her room noisily, the door swinging back against the wall. The wine made it to her bedside table, just as they both fell onto the silk bedspread. She tugged her bikini top off and flipped it dramatically onto the carpet, allowing Peter once again to drink in the pure wonder of her figure. He knelt on the bed, leaning to kiss her, pushing her down against the crisp cotton pillows. His warm mouth found her lips, kissing her generously but dwelling only a little before venturing down to her breasts. Unable to contain herself any longer, she turned, waiting for him to kiss his way to her legs before pulling his trunks, and the object of her desire, close to her mouth. Resting her head on the bed, she nuzzled between his legs, kissing his thighs as his legs parted. She gripped his cock through his trunks and confirmed it was an enormous iron rod, the veins obvious to her touch even through his trunks. She stifled a laugh as she realised just how big he was. Her fingers caught the waistline of his trunks and pulled, allowing the thick, throbbing head of his cock to burst through. It shone, the skin peeled back, gathered below the deep red bulb. Instinctively, as though wishing to make friends with it immediately, she flicked the top with her tongue, delighted as it sprang away, bobbing back slowly as it settled for more attention.

He became more courageous, kissing around her navel quickly before concentrating on the tanned silkiness of her young thighs. Without any hurry, he kissed, licked and blew warm air over her, stirring inside the demand that had been growing since she had woken up that morning. His face was smooth, his tongue pure luxury as it probed closer to her wetness. She shifted, only half concentrating on his cock as she flicked it with her tongue. He was closing in, holding his breath before delving under the tight bikini in search of her treasure. His hand went under her bottom, lifting her closer to his mouth, giving him room to pull down her bikini slightly and tease the length of her labia.

"Oh yes, that's it. That's lovely." His free hand found her breasts, teasing her nipples in time with his tongue. "Oh, do it!" The wonderful contrast of the heat inside her, the warmth of his tongue and the cool touch of his skin alarmed her, the desire to have him inside strengthening with every tiny touch of his tongue.

"What, anything?" he asked after kissing her pussy and pulling her bikini another inch lower. The beginning of her thin pubic hair poked out over the top.

"No." She slid him into her mouth, measuring him, realising that she could only accommodate half of him comfortably. Clean, tasteless but so very strong. She shook her head. "No, everything and anything. Make me unconscious!"

"What about the children?"

"Later!" Lauren laughed, hoping that he had indeed set her up for the joke.

With renewed passion, he kissed her pussy, probing her vagina, teasing firmly between her inner lips as she blossomed, her labia parting to allow him access to the slick wetness of her desire. His tongue went lower, coursing round the lower folds of her slick vagina, towards her anus as he pulled the material apart roughly. She bucked up off the bed as he touched her anus, flicking at the tight hole while she grabbed his cock for support.

"Oh yes, that's great!" she said.

"Wow, you love that, yeah?" he muttered between her cheeks. "Really nice, right?"

"Mmm!" She shook, her thighs wobbling from the lust, wine and pangs of hunger that conflicted within. He grabbed the back of her bikini and tugged, bringing it down to her knees. Pushing her back onto the bed, he curled her into a ball on her side, kissed her thigh then disappeared down to her pussy, tight between her legs. The feeling of nakedness, the damp from her clothing and the afternoon encounter contributed to her feeling of euphoria and the kindling of lust deep inside. Licking and teasing, he found her vagina, pushing deep inside with a tongue that seemed to be endless, snaking around, searching out every private, intimate detail of her sex. She shook continually now, the excitement of their lovemaking keeping her bubbling with delight. He kissed her pussy openmouthed before twirling her round like a toy and diving once again between her legs.

She tugged his wet trunks, pulling them straight off and tossing them to the floor. His cock stood way over her head, towering towards the ceiling. Deciding she was wetter than ever before, she sat up and straddled him, pushing him down on the bed, giggling at the look of surprise on his face as she shuffled the bikini off her feet. Sneaking lower down his body, she gripped his cock, guiding it towards her soaked pussy. The cool tip sent shocks through her as it touched the delightful warmth of her vagina. Another hand held it. She turned.

"Emma! What the fuck... !"

"I was watching, that's all. I just want to stay"

"That's OK!" said Peter, quickly, caressing the side of Lauren's flushed face.

"Please? I'll just sit on the bed."

"How long have you been there?"

"Not long! Please?"

Lauren felt Peter pulling her towards him, the cock in Emma's hand now parting the slick lips of her pussy. She estimated his width, judging that it was going to hurt, although the wine would help. She breathed deeply, testing herself as she lowered her pussy onto him. "Oh yes, yes! So big!" Emma slipped onto the bed, taking her place by Peter's head so she too could watch the huge cock disappearing into her naked au pair.

"Lauren, it looks huge!" She nodded, looking between her legs as she covered another inch. Emma laid down along the bed, her baby fingers plucking up the courage to find her own pussy, rearranging the material before tweaking her little nipples.

"Take your bikini off" whispered Lauren.

"Sure?"

"Mmm, go on. Then pour some more wine" She did as she was told, stripping on the bed before sliding off. Standing beside them, she poured, producing a half empty glass of white wine for herself. Lauren moaned at her, indicating she wanted a drink. Emma obliged, standing inches from Peter's face as she tipped the warm liquid down her throat. It spilled as Lauren jogged up and down, trailing over her breasts before falling to Peter's chest.

"Oh yes, it's all in. Oh God, it's so good, so huge!" His hips started their gentle rocking motion, in time with her own riding. The great pole slid in and out, plenty of reason for Emma to rejoin them on the bed, glass in hand, and sit cross legged at their side. Silently, her little fingers found her pussy, rubbing gently in time with Lauren.

"Lori, it looks so wonderful." Lauren nodded, smiling as she quickened the pace. She looked down between her legs, stunned at the sight of her labia, bulging with every downstroke, distended like she had never seen before, pushed aside as his thick shining cock ploughed into her. Peter grabbed her breast roughly, his other hand on her hip, setting their speed. His face changed from pleasure to surprise, just as Emma sat up on her heels, giving them a perfect view of her young sex. Peter's hand gripped Emma's leg as he pumped harder, groans indicating his approaching orgasm. But Lauren was determined that she was going to come while split on his enormous cock, and stopped her pumping abruptly, leaning down to kiss his lips as she took all of him inside her. She leaned back, pulling Emma towards her, and kissed her full on the mouth. Emma squealed with surprise, not from distaste but because Peter was party to it. He pushed deep into Lauren, demanding that she resume her attention. Half complying, she toyed with Emma's breasts, and when Emma herself returned the compliment, feeling her tight nipples, she pumped again. Peter took hold of the other breast, caressing her, gripping her tight as the throes of orgasm approached. Lauren sensed it too now, the dam fracturing as her lust squeezed out of it's confinement, coursing through her body. She rode him faster, up and down while they held her tight, Peter returning her movements with his own forceful thrusts. Her pussy gripped him hard, rippling in absolute pleasure as she rode the wave of illicit sex, lust bursting through her senses. Black stars of delight burst behind her eyes as she shook with every single wave that knocked her over, such strength and lack of control making her scream with pleasure as at last the days of pent up lust and demand were satisfied.

His shouts increased as he bulged inside her, shuddering uncontrollably as he pulsed hard, expanding painfully inside as he came with a groan that shook the room. Emma watched open- mouthed as he rammed Lauren without care, causing her to scream from the pain as he drove deeper and deeper into her womb. Cum spilled from their union, matting his hair and dripping down his thighs. And while Lauren relaxed slowly, her head dropping onto his chest, he continued to thrust into her, banging rhythmically as he continued to fill her.

His thrusts slowed to the point of being shallow, calming and gave Lauren a chance to roll off him and onto her side. The girls stared at his cock, now lying slumped across his thigh, still thick and dangerous, but glistening with his cum. Emma smiled as she moved towards him, her eyes asking the question and his grin giving assent. She gripped him in her tiny hand, gasping when her fingers had no chance of very making it all the way round. She pushed it against his thigh, grinning as it rolled sexily in her hand. Lauren flopped back on the sheets, exploring her soaking pussy. She scooped the thick liquid with a finger and brought it to her lips, tasting the glue-like consistency of his seed.