As soon as Karen left for Mrs. Wilson's house Karen told Tom she was going to jump in the shower, to get off all the tanning lotion. Afterwards they could smoke a joint and hang out together. Tom kissed her hard on the lips, squeezed her ass, and said he couldn't wait. Tom had showered after working out at the club, so he hung out in the family room, waiting for Amber. He rolled a joint and opened a beer, looking forward to being alone with Amber again. She had given him an amazing blowjob just an hour earlier, but it wouldn't take long to get hard again once her hot body was in front of him. No doubt she would be feeling very frisky after sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. He noticed that she had been rubbing her pussy while she sucked him, so she would be ready for his fingers and his tongue, especially after a few hits of his new pot. He would go down on her when she was out of the shower, all fresh and clean and edible. And then he would take her upstairs and fuck her. They had only fucked in one position so far, him on top last night. Tonight he would take her from behind, he thought, or let her be on top and ride him. Either way he'd get to hold her sweet ass while he pumped his cock inside her tight wet hole. He felt his cock stiffen at the thought of her cunt squeezing his cock as he thrust inside her.
Amber came downstairs wearing a cute pink pajama set, the bottoms hugging her hips and her ass, the top tight against her breasts. Jesus, he thought, she was so sexy. She sat on the couch next to Tom, who handed her a beer. He lit a joint and passed it to Amber after taking a hit, blowing the smoke out the open window at the back of the couch. They talked for awhile, about Tom's impending freshman year, the challenges of adjusting to new social scenes, the academic work compared to high school. Tom shared that he, and Karen, had come to this town not knowing anyone, that they didn't have any friends here. So he didn't think it would be much different at college. Amber told Tom about her ex-boyfriend and why she had broken up with him, telling him that women like a guy who goes down on them and reciprocates, like Tom does.
The pot began to make both of them very relaxed. Tom moved closer to Amber and began stroking her soft thighs and then kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth to find hers. His right hand moved up to her chest and began rubbing her breasts through the thin material of her shirt, pinching her nipples as they began to harden.
"You have such a sexy body, Amber," Tom said. "You really turn me on."
"I can tell, Tom," Amber replied with a smile, putting her hand on the pole that was poking through his shorts.
Tom parted Amber's thighs and started to rub her pussy through her cotton shorts. He lifted Amber's top above her head, exposing her beautiful tits. He took each nipple in his mouth and gently sucked on them, still rubbing her cunt through her shorts, now very wet. He could feel the outline of her outer lips through the fabric and slid a finger between them to her clit. Amber closed her eyes and relaxed, knowing what was coming, Tom reciprocating oral sex. He was going to eat her like she had eaten him in the kitchen, the memory of his cock spurting a big load of cum in her mouth and on her tits making her even wetter. Tom yanked off Amber's shorts, revealing Amber's soft, moist lips, which were slightly parted. He got on his knees and pulled Amber closer to the edge of the couch, giving him clear access to her moist clean-shaven cunt. Her clit was now visible, slightly enlarged, poking under its hood, only a small patch of pubic hair visible above her clit.
"Yummy," he said, before licking his way up her silky thighs to her soft inner lips, dipping between them to gently slide the tip of his tongue teasingly into her tight pussy.
"Mmmm, that feels good, Tom," Amber said, taking his head in her hands and pulling him closer to her, his tongue sliding all the way inside her as a result. "That's it, fuck my cunt with your tongue." She moaned as he began pushing inside her, his tongue penetrating her with long hard thrusts. Amber pinched her nipples while he ate her, admiring the view of his head buried between her thighs, enjoying the feeling of his tongue probing her cunt. She closed her eyes and gave in to the joy of being eaten. She bucked once when she felt Tom's tongue slide out of her slippery hole and ravish her clit.
"Yeah, that's it. On my clit," she said, breathing hard. "Slide a finger into my cunt, Tom. Fuck me with your fingers while you suck on my clit."
Amber's thighs closed around Tom's head, pinning his tongue against her clit. He put two fingers inside her pussy and began to slide them in and out of her tight slit as he gently sucked on her clit. Her breathing increased, her thighs tightened their grip on his head, her back arched, and then she came, her orgasm causing her to cry out, "Fuck, I'm cumming, fuck don't stop." Tom kept the pressure on her clit, his fingers still buried inside her, her muscles clenching them as her orgasm peaked.
"Fuck, Tom, that was amazing," she said, her eyes still closed, her thighs still pressing against his head.
She released her grip on him and he got on the couch next to her, kissing her hard on the mouth. She sucked on his tongue, coated with her juices, tasting her orgasm.
"Honestly, that was an amazing orgasm. Thank you, Tom," she said, looking in his eyes. "I love it when you eat me."
"Anytime you want, Amber, just ask," Tom smartly replied.
Amber looked down at Tom's shorts and saw his cock straining against the fabric.
"It looks like you enjoyed doing that. Maybe we should do something about that big bulge in your pants. Let's go upstairs. How about we leave the door open a crack. When Karen comes home, she can find us in bed. Would you want her to join us, Tom?"
"Yeah, I think that would be hot," he replied. After watching Amber and Karen at the pool he had fantasized about the three of them having sex. And Karen had been affectionate with him lately, hugging him in the kitchen that morning, her gaze lingering on his body at the pool. So yeah, he wanted that.
"That would be hot," Amber said, thinking about sex with Karen at the pool that afternoon. They took a few more hits on the joint and finished their beers. Then Amber took him by the hand and led him upstairs to her bedroom. Karen would be coming home soon.
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Karen put the kids to bed around 8:00 after running around the yard with them and feeding them ice cream. They were exhausted and didn't put up a fuss. Karen was sweaty from being outside so she decided to take a shower in Mrs. Wilson's bathroom, thinking that she wouldn't mind. She took a quick rinse and then started to get dressed in Mrs. Wilson's bedroom, putting her panties and bra back on. She surprised herself by going through Mrs. Wilson's drawers, curious what kind of panties and lingerie she wore. She found the drawer with her underwear, mostly basic pink and white pairs, but no thongs. But underneath her panties Karen found two dildos --a big flesh-colored one and a long thin one. Jesus, Karen thought, she could put one in her pussy and the other in her ass at the same time. She wondered how good that would feel, tempted to try it herself. But she smoothed the panties over the two plastic cocks and closed the drawer.
Tired, she lay on Mrs. Wilson's bed for a minute, wearing just her panties and bra. She imagined Mrs. Wilson waking up one morning, feeling frisky, reaching for her aching mound, sliding a finger between her lips, nudging her clit, pinching her hard nipples. As she rubbed her clit, she would reach for her favorite dildo, the thick cock, and ease its big head between the lips of her wet slit and inch by inch into her hungry cunt. Karen thought of how Mrs. Wilson would pump the big dildo into her tight hole, thrusting it deep inside her as she rubbed her engorged clit, finally exploding with her hand across her mouth to stifle her moans so the kids wouldn't hear her. Karen began rubbing her throbbing pussy through her soaked panties, lost in these thoughts. She stopped, not wanting one of the kids to come in, or Mrs. Wilson to come home early and find her masturbating in her bedroom. Jesus, that would be embarrassing, Karen thought. Or exciting. Probably both, she thought, getting her tight shorts and top back on her agitated body. She went downstairs to chill on the couch, turned on by her fantasy of Mrs. Wilson ramming a huge dildo into her sopping wet cunt until she came.
Mrs. Wilson came home earlier than expected, finding Karen sitting on the couch. She entered the living room looking animated.
