My Cousin Wendy

My Cousin Wendy by Al Sloane

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Authors: Al Sloane
I leaned in and licked from bottom to top.
    She was wet. Wetter than I'd ever experienced. I had to swallow down what my tongue had scooped up.
    Her whole body shivered as I licked. This time I made sure to drag my tongue from the center to the tip over her clitoris. Her legs tried to close but were blocked by my body. She reached down and grabbed my hair and tried to pull me away. I licked again and she pulled harder.
    Instead of dropping down for another swipe, I closed my mouth over her clit. I sucked, rubbing the flat of my tongue on the tip. She managed to lift her butt about a foot off the bed, bringing my body up with it.
    "OhMyGod OhMyGod OhMyGod OhMyGod OhMyGod!"
    I heard some giggling and looked around. We had an audience. Wendy spoke up.
    "Don't let us stop you. Keep going."
    June's ass was back on the bed but she was trying to roll from side to side. My torso on her legs was preventing it.
    I looked down at her sex. If anything, her odor was stronger and she was more wide open. She was actually dripping. I pushed two fingers in as far as they'd go and started working on her with my tongue.
    "Oh, God. Aren't you done?"
    I recognized Beth's' giggle. "You ain't felt nothin' yet."
    June took a deep breath and I raised my eyes. Beth had one tit in her hands and mouth, Kathi had the other one. I felt Wendy push my legs apart, then work her way between them. She sat with her back against the bottom of the bed and took my cock in her mouth.
    June was thrashing, moaning constantly. The stimulation must have been overwhelming.
    I still had my arms around her legs. I moved my hands up and took an ass cheek in each hand. Damn, she felt good. This woman was unbelievable.
    We took her through four more orgasms before I shoved my cock down Wendy's throat and pumped my sperm in her.
    Beth and Kathi giggled and went back to the other room. I lay on the bed with Wendy and June on either side of me, heads resting on my chest.
    We lay there, enjoying each other's presence for a few minutes. Finally June spoke up.
    "So that's eating pussy."
    "Yep."
    "I don't think I could handle that for days."
    Wendy's head popped up. "It grows on you."
    "I bet it does."
    Wendy reached down and wrapped her hand around me. "Speaking of growing..."
    June's hand joined hers and they both explored my cock and balls. It didn't take long before I was pointed at the ceiling.
    Wendy let go and moved off the bed. "You two need to do this by yourselves. Fuck her till she can't walk, Pete."
    June said "Thank you, Wendy," as she walked into the other room and closed the door.
    June spread her legs. Like a mare in season, her cunt was pulsing, winking, calling to me. I climbed on board and serviced her till neither of us could walk. We fell asleep with me on my back, June snuggled up against my side, her cheek on my chest.
     
     
Chapter 11
    
    By 9:00 Monday we were all up. No prodding or anything. All of us are usually at work or school well before that time. Somehow we'd all ended up sleeping in the same bed. I didn't remember anything after wrapping my arm around June when she lay her head on my chest.
     
    We showered and got packed and were ready to go by 10. I dropped off the key and we went next door to Denny's.
    Our waitress was there with a pot of coffee in her hand as soon as the hostess sat us down.
    "So, you must be scrambled eggs to go?"
    Wendy was caught off guard, it took a couple of seconds. "Uh... Oh... Scrambled eggs. Yes. Oh, I was hungry and they were just what I needed yesterday."
    "That's good. Let's get something more substantial into today. When is the baby due?"
    They got talking mom stuff while the rest of us drank our coffee to get going. She filled all our cups before taking off.
    Wendy looked at me. "How did she know I was pregnant. Did you tell her?"
    "No. It could be the WHO'S YOUR MAMA shirt or the (almost) MOTHER hat. Or maybe you have that pregnant glow.  That belly of yours might have something to do with it, too."
    "Oh."

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