Had the day off (why not, it's Memorial Day, right) and nothing was open so I invited Sveta, who also had the day off, and James, who also also had the day off, over for some fun. Well, James has the day off every day now, because he graduated last Saturday. He invited me to come, but I'll confess, graduation ceremonies aren't really my idea of a good time, and I had work, so I had to pass. I told him the next time he was over, he would get my super-special graduation surprise. Sveta did come, and come as well, because apparently before the ceremony they found time to fuck on the sly. I wish I'd gone just to see that. Ah well. She said his pants got wet, so it was a good thing he was wearing a robe over them.
So they came over, came in through the basement door. My parents were upstairs, possibly fucking, but I told them not to bother us. James brought his diploma, and I oohed and aahed appropriately. Sveta didn't waste any time; while I was congratulating James, she was already slipping her shirt over her head. She wasn't even wearing a bra, bless her heart.
James said he wanted to see Sveta and I make out, and Sveta didn't even let me say yes, she just kissed me and started feeling me all over. Maybe she's ovulating, maybe she's just coming into her own, but whatever the reason, she was hungry for it. I was horny as hell too, so in short order we were both naked and kissing on the floor, totally wrapped up in one another. When I started feeling her up she gasped and broke away from my kisses and begged me to lick her pussy. Who am I to say no to that?
I moved down between her legs, but before I started in on her slit, I told James to come on over and join the fun. Sveta nodded too, breathless and wanting. He slipped off his shirt and pants, kicked away his underwear, and came over and looked lost. "Why don't you let Sveta suck you off a bit?" I suggested. "Then we'll see what we can do."
Sveta grabbed his cock like she was starving for it. I stayed up a moment to see the beginning, then I dove into her muff. She hadn't shaved today, I could tell, but still, even a little stubble didn't make her taste any less fantastic. I had her writhing and moaning, and I doubt James was getting much from her mouth. It's tough, when you start out with two people, being serviced and servicing at the same time. I myself have had moments where I was less than stellar giving head because I was just being fucked so well.
She gasped and came, not her strongest, but two or three gushes of juice. When she's a little weak, the juice sort of bubbles up like a mountain spring, whereas when she's going hard, they spurt out. This was mostly bubbling. I still lapped it up; don't want to waste that. I saved a mouthful, got up, and kissed James, who was surprised by the juice passed into his mouth. He almost choked, the goof.
"She's ready for some cock," I said. "Get down there and give her what she wants." He moved almost as soon as I started talking, and I think he would have forgotten the condom if I hadn't grabbed him and put it on myself. I say forgotten, but probably "forgotten" is more accurate. These kids want to fuck bareback bad, and I can't blame them. Frankly, at this point, if we could get Sveta on the pill, I'd let them. They're not going to give each other anything I wouldn't have already given them, but since I'm clean and I'm almost positive they are (and we could check that), the sticky wicket is her getting pregnant. Not that the sick little part of my brain doesn't want that to happen too. I'd love to see Sveta all full of a baby. It would be sexy as hell. But that part of my brain doesn't get much say in my actions, fortunately.
Once he was rubbered, he got between her spread legs and pushed in with little fanfare. That's one thing James still needs to learn; even if you're desperate for her cunt, and she's desperate for your cock, sometimes going slowly is really going to wind her crank and yours too. But still, she wasn't complaining. That may have been because I was kissing her, letting her taste her own pussy on my lips and tongue. She didn't mind at all. In fact, she's told me that she sometimes makes herself cum and collects it in a glass and tastes it. I would do the same thing, in her shoes.
Pretty soon James got tired of missionary, and since I think both he and Sveta prefer doggy style, he helped her to her hands and knees and pushed in again. I lay down with my cunt under her head and invited her to lick as much as she could. She wasn't able to do very much, what with the distraction of James railing her, but she did manage to bring me to a small O just about the time he grunted and slowed and I knew he was filling the condom with cum.
I was right, and there was a lot, which I tasted with a finger and then let Sveta finish. I cleaned James' cock off while she emptied the condom, and then I lay back and told Sveta that now she was free, she could try to really rock my world. She did try, and she's getting better. She even, without prompting, fingered my anus a little, no penetration, just some pressure which was very nice and helped me to another, longer O.
I think she wanted to show off her skills to James; she asked me in a whisper if I would finger her ass. I whispered back that it wouldn't be a surprise if she spoiled it now, and she pouted prettily and agreed. James wanted to know what the hell was going on, but we just looked at him and smiled that inscrutable woman smile, and he grinned and shrugged and sat back with a cock that was already half-up.
Sveta said she needed a break, and wanted to watch James fuck my ass. I was thinking the same thing, and James was happy as a clam. His cock leaped to attention, and after a minute or so of oral ministrations on my part, he was ready for my ass. I gave him some lube, just to keep him used to the idea, and when he pressed in I came right away. God I needed that. Sveta came over after a few moments and looked closer at his cock stretching my rectum, then she reached around and got her fingers into my pussy and pressed up, which of course set me off again. I kept cumming, actually, for a good long while with the two of them pressing into me from opposite sides.
My spasming ass was too much for James, who didn't last as long as he usually does, but I'm not picky; he got me off. He came in my colon, which I didn't feel, either because it was pretty weak or because I was still cumming. When he stopped I stopped, and took a breather. Turning around, I was shocked to see that Sveta was cleaning James' cock off. I almost stopped her. That's not something a newbie is supposed to do. But it was sexy, and my ass was clean, and it'll help her build up antibodies or something. Okay, so it was sexy and the rest of it is a rationalization.
Not to be outdone, I scooped cum out of my ass, what I could get, and swallowed it. Again, not something I normally do, but I was in a groove. Then I sat back as James and Sveta went to town. He wasn't ready yet, so while he waited he ate her out. I got down next to them and watched him tonguing her pussy, and offered suggestions until she screamed and blasted him in the face with juice. I got splashed a little it was so strong. I got up next to her and kissed her while she came, felt her pert young breasts heaving, stroked her tummy, which is just too cute for words. I could keep her forever, just make love to her over and over again, lick every inch of her little body. No, I'm not planning on locking her in my basement to be a living sex toy. She's just too cute.
James was ready, and I whispered in Sveta's ear that I had a naughty idea (I specialize in those). "What if we let him fuck both of us, one after the other?" I asked her. She giggled and nodded. James was getting pretty sick of us whispering and giggling, but when we both got up, bent over side by side, and presented our butts to him (not the way you think I mean, just stuck our asses up in the air) and said, "Okay, put on a condom and then pick a cunt," he didn't care about whispering any more.
James' cock with a condom on is a slightly different feel, but it didn't matter too much to me. He dipped into my pussy, then I guess he's seen some porn, because he pulled out and dipped into hers. Then back to mine, fucked me a little, then over to her. We were both holding hands and kissing, and if there had been cameras it would have made a great porno. I can't wait until he can do it with our asses as well as our cunts. That will be terrific. It's too bad there's not another guy who could come by and make a foursome. Maybe that's something I should arrange. I don't know how I would arrange it, but I could try.
It's fun, but it's a little tiring and not as likely to produce results (in the form of one or more of us orgasming) so eventually I got up and told James to lie down. Then I mounted him, slowly but surely, and told Sveta to come over and straddle his face so he could eat her while I was fucking him. I sound domineering, and maybe I am a bit, but they need instructions, otherwise it will be like many threesomes: awkward.
He's probably no better than she is at eating while fucking, but she and I kissed and felt each other a bit, and after I had a nice orgasm and James said he was close, I hopped off him and told Sveta to take over. I got behind her and reached up between her clenched cheeks and whispered in her ear to relax, and then I goosed her. She gasped and came just as James did. It was amazing feeling that with my finger in her ass.
After that, we kissed and cleaned up a little and I sent them home. It had been a lot longer than I thought; I guess time flies and all that. I think James was perfectly happy with his congratulatory presents, and Sveta and I were totally satisfied too. Okay, not totally. I still needed some cum in my pussy.
So I went upstairs and found dinner nearly done, asked Dad how his day had been.
"Well, your mother certainly was satisfied," he grinned. "You know how hard I have to work to get her rolling, but I managed it earlier." It's true; Mom does cum, but it takes a bit of effort, and getting her to have a long cum is rare.
"Still have any life in you?"
He just nodded in the direction of his cock. "What, your friends not enough for you girl? You're insatiable."
"You know it," I grinned. "Can we do it face to face, please?"
"Anything for you, Lexi," he said. "After dinner?"
So we ate dinner. I know that seems pretty mundane; we didn't fuck while eating dinner, we just ate dinner. We didn't even fool around at all. I wasn't horny enough that I was only interested in sex, and Dad certainly wasn't. So he and I and Mom had a nice dinner, some conversation. I got up from the table first, since I always eat the fastest, and told Dad I would be upstairs, then went to use the bathroom.
It took him a while to come up. He had other things to do, he said. But once we were upstairs together, in my parents' room, we got down to business quickly enough. I sucked down his cock, deepthroated him as long as I could. It's been my experience that on second times, Dad tends to cum more with lots of preparation first. So I worked at it until he was breathing harder, then lay back on the bed and said, in my best little girl voice, "I'm ready Daddy."
Dad knows when to go slowly, and he knows when to go fast, and I didn't need him to go slowly. He was on top of me and inside me almost before I realized it, long powerful strokes of his hips burying his cock in my deepest spaces. I pulled him down to kiss me, and he lay on my body, pressing me down into the bed, his arms wrapped around me. We hadn't made proper love in too long; too busy for both of us. Now we were making up for it.
I came, like a hose that's turned on slowly until it's full blast. I love cumming like that; you feel a small twitch in your pussy, then the warmth spreads from your pubis up your tummy and down your thighs, until your toes are tingling and your breasts are too. Your breathing starts to pick up, and the blood pumps faster, and then the pussy tightens and the first wave hits, soft and slow, but followed by another stronger one, and another, and if you're with someone you really love and who really knows how to make you moan, you work your way up to a climax that doesn't really climax, it just hits the top and stays for as long as you can stand it.
I came down finally, came back to myself and kissed Dad fiercely, and he laughed and said that my eyes had rolled back into my head. He kept stroking in and out, his hands on my hips now, right below my waist, holding my pelvis steady as he pumped into me gently but firmly. I could feel every inch of his cock. It's a good feeling.
But Dad wasn't going to cum in that position, so finally I laughed and mock-sighed and said that if I had to, I would let him take me from behind, as a favor. He said, "What, getting tired of me, are you?" but I noticed that he had already pulled out as he said it and was helping me flip over. Then he was back inside me, his hands on my hips, and he was fucking me harder now, not long, strong strokes, but sharp thrusts into me. I came again, strong but short, and then lay my head down and sighed with enjoyment and let Dad take as much time as he needed.
Turned out he needed a fair amount. He slowed after a while and asked if I wouldn't mind doing an old man another favor and riding him for a while. I don't know whether he was joking or not. I hope he was mostly joking; I hate thinking of my parents getting older. Still, I gave him a hard time, but when I straddled his upthrust cock and mounted him, I didn't really mind.
At the end, I was lying on his chest, and he was pressing his hips up while I pushed my rear down, and after I had come again, soft but pleasing, and was starting to worry that I might actually wear out before he came, he kissed me and said, a little breathlessly, that he was ready, and where did I want it?
"Where do I always want my Daddy's spunk?"
"Here it comes!" And he grabbed my butt hard and pulled me down and fired into my womb. And despite it being hard to get, it was worth the effort; there was a lot of it. I felt splash after splash, and I imagined that his sperm was impregnating me, and felt the smallest tingle in my pussy with each splash.
When I got off him, it gushed out of my pussy, which was a little stretched from the workout. It's too bad, because I had wanted to save it somehow. But it still felt wonderful when it was inside me.
I cleaned him up and myself, kissed him, and left him lying there with a smile on his face.
Now I know that's not exactly traditional Memorial Day celebration. But it's just as related to dead soldiers as having a barbecue and getting drunk. I'm sure there were soldiers who died who had sex too, probably even incest. So I'm doing it for them. No I'm not. I'm doing it because it's so damn enjoyable. But I'll rationalize.
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