Chapter 7

While Cindy and Lily had been sipping the golden aphrodesiac, Carl Bradley had been at work putting the last stage of Cindy's plan into action. He had driven his low-slung MGA roadster back to the Granger house and his knock on the door had aroused young Eddie Granger from a sound sleep.

At the sound of Carl's knock, Eddie woke suddenly, sitting bolt upright on the couch, his cock painfully hard and pressing against the faded denim of his jeans. He shook his head, trying to wake up fully, clear his muddled brain, and finally succeeded. He glanced around him, saw where he was, and fossily began to remember the dream he had just been woken out of.

The fourteen year old had been in a room with Cindy and his mother, and everyone was naked, touching one another, stroking one another with gentlefingers. He had a hard-on and he kept trying to slide it into the hot moist cunt of the voluptuous blonde, but every time he tried that, Cindy's face would dissolve and become Lily's his mother's, and he would stop and back away and turn to Cindy again, holding his cock, advancing, and Cindy would become his mother Lily...

Jesus, what a dream! What the hell was the matter with him, to have even subconscious thoughts of fucking his own mother?

Carl Bradley knocked again on the door and Eddie jumped up to answer it.

"Hey, Eddie, how are you doing?" he asked with a broad smile on his handsome face.

"Oh... just... just fine," said Eddie, feeling a little ashamed, knowing he had fucked the man's wife; and feeling strange also after having seen the man and his mother writhing in passion on the floor of their cabin.

"Your mother sent me to get you," Carl lied. "You're both going to have dinner at my house tonight... Cindy's prepared quite a surprise." The ruggedly good-looking older man smiled crookedly.

"Okay," said Eddie, "I'll just get my jacket and then we can go."

The man and boy left the house just as the sun was beginning to sink behind the tall trees of the woods and drove in the sharp red sports car to the large Bradley home. Once there, Carl had suggested a swim to the young boy, but while Eddie was changing, Carl's curiosity got the best of him. He wondered how Cindy had made out with the prudish but hot-blooded mother, and he walked down the path to the lake alone, intending to come back and fetch Eddie at the right moment.

When he saw the passionate scene happening between his wife and the other woman on the beach, Carl Bradley had quickly stripped out of his clothes until he stood completely naked, his long hard cock standing straight out and throbbing from his darkly hirsute loins, watching with salivating lust the enticing sight of Cindy licking and sucking the passion-crazed mother's cunt while she finger-fucked herself in time to the lewd slurpings of her mouth and tongue.

Son of a fucking bitch! Carl thought, ecstatically. Cindy's really giving it to that tight-assed bitch, all right! Oh shit, once she gets started going down with that tongue of hers... they're both going to cum any minute, any minute... ooohhh, I wish I could run out there and fuck one of them from behind right now, but I'd better wait. Cindy told me to wait and I'd better do like she said...

Carl's balls were throbbing with his increasing excitement, and he held his cock in the palm of one hand now, stroking it lightly, his feverish eyes unblinkingly glued to the carnal scene being enacted on the beach towel not fifteen feet away. His mind reminded him of Eddie back in the house, but fuck it, he couldn't leave now, shit, they were both almost ready to cum.

On the beach towel, the beautiful young mother's cries of animal pleasure were becoming louder and louder, and Cindy continued to swirl and flick her tongue around the velvet-like softness of Lily's pulsatingly soft cunt lips. Oh God, oh God, oh God! her passion-drugged brain screamed over and over again, her buttocks jerking and spasming beneath the plunging poker of a tongue. She was going to cum soon, she had to cum soon, it was building and building and building...

Cindy, her own brain a bubbling cauldron of lust and near-orgasm as she flailed her finger faster and faster over her throbbing clitoris, down into her wetly fevered pussy, sent her tongue pistoning into the brunette's vagina like some insane, motor-driven machine. Lily writhed and squirmed beneath the insane licking until she thought she would surely go mad from the sheer ecstatic rapture in her young loins and stomach. Her head flailed like a broken puppet's, swirling her long damp tawny hair in the late sunlight, grinding her cunt hungrily up into the older woman's lusting face and tongue, and she felt the gathering waves of her orgasm rising, and then...

She was there! She was cumming!

A deep, almost half-human scream erupted from Lily Granger's throat and she locked her hands hard in Cindy's blonde hair, drawing the other woman into her crotch with all her might. Her juices began to flow from her wide-spread cunt, inundating the voluptuous older woman's face and tongue, flowing down along Lily's trembling rectum to pool in fragrant stickiness on the beach towel. She screamed again, and again, and Cindy sucked and licked and burrowed and then she, too, was screaming out her orgasm, howling deep up into the beautiful brunette's openly flaring cunt walls as her finger went insane on her own clit and sent her entire body oscillating with wave after wave of surging cum.

Then, at long last, both women collapsed as their driving climaxes abated. Lily emitted a long, exhausted, satiated sigh, her head lolling to one side, her eyes closed, her brain refusing to comprehend anything except the wondrous feeling ebbing gently through her body now. She released Cindy's hair and opened her legs to allow her to remove her head from between her nakedly locked thighs.

Cindy Bradley lifted herself onto her knees, grinning down at Lily Granger, the juices of the brunette's orgasm making her face and mouth glisten wetly in the sunlight! It had been every bit as good as she had anticipated! Better... oh God, yes, much, much better! There was nothing like cunt-licking a passionate piece of ass like this one, no greater thrill in the world. Except...

Her head lifted, the smile widening, and her eyes sought the trees where she instinctively knew Carl had been hiding and watching. A new thrill of excitement went through her as she saw him step out from behind one of the pines, not needing any further summons, and start toward the beach towel, completely nude, his huge prick preceeding him like some pagan battle standard. He couldn't wait, couldn't think about Eddie now, not with what he'd just witnessed; she'd given him one hell of an act to follow, though, she chuckled to herself, one hell of an act...

Carl reached the two naked women, standing above them and holding his cock tightly in his right hand, his face split in a lascivious hungry smile. "Jesus Cin!" he muttered hoarsely.

The voluptuous blonde laughed deep in her throat, sliding backward on the beach towel so that she could watch what was about to happen next. Her eyes were already fevered with anticipation, with renewed sexual excitement, and her insatiable pussy was again throbbing. She saw Carl drop to his knees, still holding his massive penis, and lean his head down close to the half-comat.ose brunette's face. Cindy held her breath...

"Lily, my love," Carl whispered huskily. "Wake up, Lily. It's me, Carl."

The beautiful woman's eyelids fluttered, but didn't open. Her head turned toward the sound of his voice. "Carl?" she asked dreamily.

"Yes, honey, Carl."

"What... what are you doing here?"

"I have something for you, Lily," the muscular man said softly. "Something good, darling, something that you want very much."

"What is it?"

"Open your eyes and look, Lily," Carl whispered, arching his hips forward. "Open your eyes and look at what I have for you."

Lily's eyelids fluttered again, and this time they spread apart and she blinked rapidly, focusing her gaze. Then she gasped, her hands clutching convulsively at the beach towel beneath her. She was staring up at the ruggedly handsome man's huge, blood-swollen penis, held lewdly above her face, the dark red head glazed with a thin sheen of seminal emission. It was so big, so huge... but what was Carl doing home now... what was he doing here holding his penis out to her... and he was naked too, naked as she was... oh God, what was happening to her, she didn't understand... but oh... his cock was so nice, so big, she could feel her pussy begin to ache and tingle again, just looking at his penis...

The confused, rambling thoughts floated through her aphrodesiac- drugged mind as she lay trembling on the towel staring up at the tremendous cock held by the leering Carl Bradley beside her. Then she heard him speak again, whispering in a soft voice, the way he had in the house that morning, the way Cindy had only minutes earlier. "Isn't it nice, Lily, isn't my cock nice? Wouldn't you like to have it fucking deep up inside you again, like you had it inside you this morning? Wouldn't that feel good, honey, you'd like to cum again, wouldn't you? You'd like to cum like you just came with Cindy, you know you would..."

On and on his voice droned, and Lily trembled and shivered, her brain whirling with more than confusion now, with increasing and renewed lust and she continued to gaze hypnotically at the palpitating expanse of the man's huge prick. She couldn't seem to help herself, all she wanted was cumming, was the wonderful sensations once again churning through her flesh extinguished by the spiralling ecstasy of orgasm. That's all she could think about, all she cared about...

"Yes," she heard herself moan. "Oh, yes, Carl! I want you fucking your beautiful cock deep up inside my pussy, I do, I do!"

Carl glanced once more at the crouching, wickedly smiling form of Cindy across the naked writhing form of the dark-haired beauty; then he bent lower, still holding his cock and began to stroke and tease the wet, hard, head over the naked tits of Lily Granger, bringing the nipples into instant hardness, causing deep groans of desire to emanate from the woman's passion-drugged throat. The dark-haired man continued to massage her firm, full breasts with the head of his throbbing prick for several seconds, feeling his balls burgeoning with desire and his heart threatening to burst through his chest cavity with anticipation as his mind dwelled on what he would only momentarily be doing to his tight-assed cunt so beautifully hot and ready to be fucked before him.

Then, finally, Carl released his cock and put both hands on Lily's waist, guiding her upward, saying, "come on honey, get up on your hands and knees. That's it, Lily baby, that's the way. Now turn around a little..."

Obediently, the lust-incited woman followed the naked man's instructions, poising her body on all fours, her firm, richly rounded buttocks presented up to him, the tight little crevice between them wet with her vaginal secretions and with the saliva of the voluptuous blonde who waited eagerly only a few feet away for what she knew was about to happen. Carl knelt behind Lily, breathing raggedly with inflamed desire, and begain to stroke the full splendor of her quivering ass moons with sensuous glee. The already wetly lubricated head of his massive cock almost touched the trembling nether ring of the brunette's tiny little anal circle, almost but not quite, as he kept on stroking the smoothly cruved roundness of her nakedly raised asscheeks with his fingertips, eliciting moans of increasing delight from the mindlessly crooning woman before him. Then he teased her rectum with the tip of his finger, enjoying her cries, and slowly, tantalizingly, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into her anus, wriggling it around inside the tight, rubbery hole, drawing a deep whimper of further arousal from Lily's passion- constricted throat.