My Fourth of July had been fruitful. At my usual gathering of friends at my house, Timmy, a shy, handsome 18-year-old friend of the family, had come by. Quite unexpectedly, and delightedly so, I, and then later my sexy old girlfriend Linda, drained the young stud dry, between us milking six gorgeous loads from him, all the while enjoying his talented tongue, easily the longest and most proficient either of us had ever utilized.
The last came in a most interesting fashion: We'd bent flexible teen Timmy almost in half, and finger fucked his tight young asshole while he sucked at his own dick to completion, all three of us sharing the juicy treasure.
Calling the night's activities as incredible doesn't do it justice.
As it played out, Linda, a sexy 62-year-old blonde granny, became my new lesbian lover, thanks to last night's adventure, both of us exploring each other, as we did Timmy, with a passion for each other we'd too long ignored. Incredible once again.
My name is Veronica Leonard, a fairly sexy GILF myself, if I do say so. I am long and lean and well muscled at 59, nicely offsetting beefy little Linda's thicker, Rubenesque body. Timmy seemed smitten by both of us, and our wealth of experience and willingness to experiment.
That night, in my pantry, I'd inadvertantly discovered the amazingly long tongue of young Timmy as he licked cake icing off his arm. One delightful thing led to another, and I had the dear boy oralize me right there on the pantry counter, grinding his face wetly, using it with reckless abandon and later, after my guests had migrated to the beach near my house to watch fireworks, I'd taken Timmy's first load in my mouth on my upstairs deck. We then made love, fireworks erupting in the sky and Timmy in me. Linda caught us, happily so, and joined the activities.
Now, as dawn broke and we slept on either side of our sexy young stud, Linda and I woke at the same time. We looked down: Timmy's gorgeous long cock was stiff as a board under the sheet. We laughed.
"Think he's ready for a full day?" she laughed, peeling back the sheet and bending to pop the meaty head into her slightly wrinkled mouth, fondling his big balls in one hand.
"Oh, I think so, and even if he's not, we certainly are," I cooed, licking and chewing on Timmy's erect young nipples.
He roused, remembering where he was, smiling down at the two old gals working him over, all of us stark naked. My pussy and ass were still wet from Timmy's copious loads last night, as was Linda's, our big bushes matted, sweaty and ripe. I looked up at Timmy and smiled.
"Hungry, baby?" I purred, licking up to his mouth to suck that amazing four-inch tongue into mine. "Feel like a little breakfast?"
"Sure thing, Mrs. Leonard, I'm starving!" he laughed.
"Good," I snarled, suddenly leaping up to squat on his surprised face, my nasty hairy cunt right on his mouth. "Get busy eating, there's probably some our cum left over from last night!"
"You are so fucking bad, Veronica Leonard, you really are!" Linda laughed, popping the boy's wet dick from her mouth and smiling as she wetly whacked it in her meaty little hand watching me smother the boy in a thrusting facesit. "You really are!"
I just smiled, hanging onto the headboard, and grinding away at Timmy's face, that impossibly long tongue cracking through the dried sweat and cum of my silvery bush, spearing deep inside me, scooping out his cummy residue of the night before, groaning as he worked, fighting for air. I pinched my tight tanned thighs around his face, grinding on his nose, cumming quickly, and wetly, flooding his sucking mouth with my juices that mixed with his. I climbed off and Linda quickly took over, reverse sitting his smeared face, ramming her hairy little asshole to his mouth.
"Suck, boy," she growled in the 69, fisting his cock into my mouth as I knelt between his legs sucking him. "Clean my nasty old asshole! FUCK, that tongue, it's SO FUCKING LONG!!"
It didn't take much to put Linda over the edge as she worked her hairy, sweaty quim on Timmy's lapping face, grinding herself off as he greedily cleaned her butt, and I sucked his beautiful young cock until he groaned, nearing orgasm.
"Not yet, boy, not yet," I laughed, getting him just to the point of no return and popping my mouth off his dick, a single dollop of cum straining to fill the eye. "We have plans for you!"
Playfully, Linda lapped up that tiny gob of goo and kissed Timmy with it, swapping the creamy treat between their mouths, Linda's eyes going wide as the boy thrust his long tongue inside.
"I just cannot get over the size of that tongue," she sighed, sucking it like a small, wet cock before jumping out of bed. "You really are amazing, son, truly amazing."
We showered, Linda and I, playing with each other in the steamy, soapy heat, making Timmy stand and watch, eyes wide open, cock rock hard - which we forbid him from touching. After he showered and we ate, we made plans to hit the nearby beach on this gorgeous summer day, packing up snacks, drinks, and chairs, making Timmy carry all of it, including a portable beach cabana, a large, roomy structure that provides shelter from sun and wind.
We set up at the beach, down the far, less crowded end, watching the rest of the beach fill up. We'd occasionally lay outside in the sun, sneaking inside the cabana, the open end of which faced away from the crowd toward a nearby fence separating the beach from a multi-million dollar summer home, the three of kissing, hugging and making Timmy absolutely crazy, denying him orgasm at every turn.
"Please, Mrs. Schuster...Mrs. Leonard...PLEASE let me cum!" he begged as we lay on either side of him, feeding him our sexy, wrinkled old tits and playing with his perpetually hard dick.
"Denial makes one stronger, boy," Linda giggled, squeezing his balls until he screamed in pain, quelling his urge to cum.
She then climbed atop his face, riding it, pulling aside the bottom of her tight one-piece blue suit, forcing her hairy pussy to his mouth and grunting toward the inevitable as the boy struggled to breathe in his hirsute prison, hard cock bobbing helplessly. I laughed and went back into the sun in my modest two piece white suit.
Down the beach I noticed Susan, an old friend and old maid, a divorcee who was shy and didn't date much. She was a beautiful 64 year old silver-haired woman, short and slender, with creamy skin and a sad smile.
Without question, she could use a dose of Timmy's talented tongue, I thought to myself, listening to Linda's urgent grunts from inside the cabana as she creamed on the boy's trapped face.
"Sweetheart, we've got company," I said as Susan neared, her head cocked at the noise within. "Be a dear and dismount our slave boy for a moment would you? He's far too good to keep to ourselves, I really think we should share."
Linda slipped from the cabana, sitting next to me in a lounge chair, watching Susan approach in her bright yellow one piece.
"Yeah, poor thing's been without for god knows how long," she sighed. "Why the hell not?"
"Indeed," I said as Susan came closer. "Susan, so nice to see you again!"
We made small talk as she stood, Susan looking suspiciously at the cabana from which a few moments later Timmy stumbled. His cock, though softened, was still clearly visible, outlined in his yellow bathing trunks. Susan's pretty brown eyes went wide.
"Uh, what..." she started to say.
"Susan, this is Timmy," I said politely, noting Susan's open mouth and wide eyes as they drifted to the boy's crotch, his big cock twitching. "And Timmy, this is Mrs. O'Brien. Now be a good boy, and give our old friend your special treat."
"Treat?" Susan said warily.
I laughed and tapped my finger on Timmy's lips. With a shy smile, he slowly extended that tongue, firm and fleshy, every luscious inch, wiggling it in a blur before Susan's stunned brown eyes.
