Paul and Barbara Blake were in their late thirties, and had been married for just over eight years. Although the Blakes were usually very active and constantly on the go, today they planned on spending a quiet Saturday at home. Rising late, the young couple showered, and since the morning was almost over, they skipped breakfast. The only task they had given themselves today was to wash and wax the car. Barb put on a T-shirt and terry cloth shorts, while Paul wore only shorts. Neither one wore anything on their feet, or any underwear. Although normally very playful, Barb and Paul agreed not to soak each other today, since they did not want to have to change clothes before they relaxed with their old movies.
When they finished washing the car Paul and Barb went back into the house and fixed a light meal. After lunch the pair cuddled on the couch to watch old movies on television. While the couple watched the flickering images on the screen, Paul's hand idly caressed Barb's warm soft breast. Barb sighed with contentment enjoying her husband's gentle touch.
Half way through their favorite John Wayne movie the couple was interrupted by a gentle tapping at the front door. With a deep sigh Paul got up to answer the door, "I wonder who that can be?" he said with a frown.
"I don't know honey," Barb responded, "but I suppose we should find out."
A deeply annoyed Paul opened the door to find their neighbor's eighteen-year-old daughter. She was dressed in a Blue skirt and white blouse, and carrying an order pad.
"Hi Mr. B.," Mary Ann greeted him cheerily, "would you like to order some School Cookies?"
"Hello Mary Ann," he returned easily. The young girl's bright, pretty face, and sweet, innocent, bubbly personality had instantly dissipated his annoyance.
"Who is it Darling?" Barb called from the living room.
"It's Mary Ann, Sweetheart," Paul replied, "she's selling cookies."
"Ooo, I love Cookies," Barb gushed, "have her come in please."
Not only did Barb love Cookies, but she was very fond of the pretty teen who was selling them. Mary Ann been a frequent, and very welcome visitor to the Blake home since the young couple had moved in almost five years ago. In fact, Mary Ann often referred to the Blakes as her second set of parents.
"Hi honey," Barb smiled at her young visitor, "is it that time already? I just love Cookies."
Before Mary Ann could answer Barb's question, the ringing of the telephone interrupted them.
"Hello," Barb said into the instrument, "oh hi Dorothy," it was Mary Ann's mother on the line, "yes she's here. Would you like to talk to her? No? Okay, what can I do for you? Of course she can spend the night. Should we bring her over to get some things? No? Oh yes I have several things that she could wear. No problem, just give us a call tomorrow when you get back."
Barb hung up the phone and smiled at her young guest, "As I'm sure you heard, that was your mom. Your folks were called away on an emergency. She said not to worry, that they had to leave right away, and that they would call you later with all of the details. Anyway, they wanted to know if it was all right for you to spend the night with us. Of course, I said okay. Dorothy also said that you have a key, and if there is anything that you need you should go get it."
"Cool," Mary Ann replied, "I haven't slept over in forever." Mary Ann was genuinely looking forward to he sleep over. Every time she did so, she was able to listen to the Blakes making love. In fact, the last several times she eavesdropped on her friends' sex life, Mary Ann imagined that it was her pussy that Paul was licking or fucking, her mouth that was being filled with his cock. Every time she slept over since turning twelve Mary Ann had gotten so hot, so turned on while listening to Barb and Paul having sex that she had begun to masturbate. Her tiny hands caressing her half orange sized breast, and erect little nipples. Delicate fingers finding and stroking her swollen clit, and slipping into her virgin love hole. No doubt about it, Mary Ann was looking forward to an exciting night of masturbation.
For their part, the Blakes were also looking forward to tonight. The horny pair had an intense interest in two-girl threesome sex. On top of that, Paul had never fucked a virgin mouth or pussy, nor had Barb ever had lez sex with a first timer, and both had an almost overwhelming desire to teach a virgin all about sex.
The randy duo had been talking about seducing her. Even through Mary Ann did not know it, the last few times that she had masturbated to the pair's fucking, they had been fantasizing about fucking her.
Barb and Paul had talked many times about the best way to get into Mary Ann's virgin panties, and they had come up with several scenarios that might work. School girl cookie order day was the one that they liked the best, and Mary Ann's spending the night made it even more perfect.
"Now," began Barb, "let's get down to some serious cookie ordering."
"Hold on," Paul interrupted. Pulling his wife aside he went on in a stage whisper, "the last time you ordered cookies you went nuts. Let's not get so crazy this time."
"Oh come on baby," Barb pretended to plead, "if you let me get my cookies I will do anything you want."
"Just what kind of anything did you have in mind?" Paul returned with a smile.
"I'll suck that big beautiful cock of yours," Barb stage whispered hotly, "I'll suck it until you fill my mouth with your hot creamy cum."
"Oh my God," Mary Ann blurted out, before Paul had a chance to reply, "do you really do that?"
"Do what?" Barb asked innocently.
"You know," replied the teen, "suck his, uhm, his..."
"You mean," interjected Barb, "suck his cock."
Blushing a bright crimson; the young girl simply nodded her head.
"If you want to know," the older woman smiled at her, "you have to ask me."
Still blushing, and feeling that familiar tingling between her thighs, the pretty eighteen-year-old swallowed hard and said, "Do you really suck his cock?"
"Of course," Barb said with a grin, "I love the way Paul's cock tastes and feels in my mouth."
"You said that you'd let him shoot his stuff in your mouth," Mary Ann went on.
