A Lick In Time/Chapter Three

Chapter Three

On the strike of four, I knocked on Maxine’s door and Mira answered it. She ushered us into the lounge, telling us, “Mum will be through in just a tick…,” and the words had no sooner left her lips when her mum arrived with a tray of tea and cakes and set them in front of us.

I had to pick my eyeballs from the floor because the sheer gown she wore left nothing to the imagination and when she set down the tray, her very healthy breasts took the opportunity to unleash themselves in front of my face. She calmly straightened up and tucked them back in her gown, telling us, “They have a mind of their own sometimes,” then handed my daughter some cakes and added, “Have them in the kitchen with Mira while I visit with your father.”

Before now, I had never given my neighbour a second look probably because she didn’t have much going for her in the looks department. The dresses she wore hid her best, or should I say breast, assets. She was gifted with a pair that were marvels of nature. I had never seen such a firm and well shaped set of chest ornaments on a woman before and was concerned that I would stain my shirt with little dribbles of saliva while I stared to distraction.

Of course, she knew where my eyes were glued and calmly mentioned, “It’s only fair, you know.”

That broke me from my reverie for a second because I didn’t understand her statement, so I inquired, “What’s fair?”

“That you should see my titties after I watched that nice cock of yours squirt.”

“You scared the bejeezzus out me, woman.”

“I didn’t mean to do that but it was nice to watch you work that healthy thing. When I got to my place, my gusset was soaked.”

When I looked at her lap, she obviously had neglected her knickers. I was so entranced with her boobies I never noticed and asked, “Then what did you do?”

“About my knickers? I took them off of course. They ruck up when they’re like that and are very uncomfortable.”

It’s needless to mention that the course of bawdy talk and those marvelous twins affected me. My cock had pushed up quite a tent, so I got to the crux of the matter with, “So, why did you invite me over?”

“So I could have a better look,” and she had my trousers unfastened and around my knees, along with my pants, in less than two ticks.

I was shocked by her quick and agile movements and managed to mutter, “Our daughters are not twenty feet away.”

“Let them watch,” she stated, “It’s not like they haven’t seen it before,” then she engulfed me in her hot and very wet mouth.

The sudden and almost unbearable sensations caused me to grip the sofa cushion and I heard giggles erupt from the doorway and my daughter state, “You were right. She was going to do it to father.”

Maxine popped me from her mouth and asked, “How are we doing so far?”

“Gawd, woman, I almost lost it.”

“Let me enjoy it a little longer before you do,” then tucked me so far down her throat her neck bulged.

I groaned, “Gawd, you’re good. I’ve never had a woman do me like this before.”

Then she popped me out of her mouth again and said, “See what your little show has earned you,” and then tried to swallow me down her throat.

She wrapped her hand around my ball bag and held them while she vacuumed her lips around my girth and slowly pulled away, before plunging down again. The show was too much for the girls to resist so they took up positions behind the sofa so they could watch Maxine suck my balls out through my cock.

I was gone… totally at the woman’s mercy as she administered the coup de gras and squeezed my sack while she doubled her suction as she drew her mouth up my length. When she got to the bell end, it felt like she tried to squeeze her tongue into my piss slit and that was it.

It felt like a bomb went off in my bag and blew the juicy contents down the woman’s throat while she merrily sucked on my straw. I believe I passed out after that and don’t remember a thing until my daughter and I were halfway down the lane as she dragged me by the heels back to our place.

When we got to my room, she practically ripped my clothes from me and popped several buttons in the process. Then she pushed me back into the bed, planted her cunny on my mouth and humped my face.

I pulled her away for a second and asked, “So, you liked the show, did you?”

“It was totally wicked but don’t expect me to do that. I don’t want your icky goo in my mouth.”

“You know I would never expect it of you.”

“I do want it somewhere else. When are we going to try again?”

“Ellie, you’re just too little and I’m too big for you.”

“That’s not true. I’m almost ten and my friend Beth has been doing it for more than a year now.”

I’ve met her friend and she’s a waifish little thing. I can’t believe a girl her size could fit more than a tiny finger inside her cunny hole, so I confronted her with, “You’re joking me. There’s no way that girl could take a cock.”

“Oh, she does; several times a day. I watched one time when I was over.”

“Bugger! Who’s doing her?”

“Her father and her brothers.”

“I can’t believe that. They’re all poking her?”

“She loves every second of it. She told me she likes it so much she would rather stay on her back all day. Wouldn’t you like for me to stay on my back all day?”

“Ellie, you know I would. I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather be than inside of you right now.”

“Then what’s the delay? You haven’t even tried in so long I can’t remember.”

“After our tea. I’m not strong enough now and I’m going to let you do it. I can’t bear to hurt you.”

We strolled into the village and had our supper at the café. The evening was pleasant and quiet and we both enjoyed our bawdy chat. It seems that my daughter was the great storehouse of who’s doing what with whom. I never knew that about her and was quite surprised with her knowledge.

When we arrived back at our place, Ellie drew a very hot bath and told me, “You’re supposed to soak in the hot water for awhile to make it easier.”

I followed her instructions and we both enjoyed our bath together before she dried me and led me to my bed. The anticipation had set me a quiver like a reluctant virgin, but it was my daughter who would soon lose her maidenhead.

End Chapter Three