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CHAPTER SEVEN

Debby told Sandy about the jogger, first. They sat together on Sandy's bed. Sandy sat with her legs folded in the lotus position and Debby did not fail to notice that, as she told about jerking the man off, Sandy's panties began to dampen and darken with juice.

"And he just left you?" Sandy said. "As soon as I'd milked him."

"The swine!"

Debby wondered if she should suggest that they fingerfuck each other at this point, but she decided that she would tell about her mother and father, first. That was even more exciting and by the time she had finished, she felt sure that her girl friend would be so hot that she would be willing to do anything. Maybe even more than just fingering.

She told Sandy word for word that she had overheard and she described, in graphic detail, what she had seen.

Sandy was amazed.

"Wow! Threesomes, huh? What parents!" she said.

"But it does sound like lots of fun, though," said Debby, giving Sandy a speculative look.

Sandy tilted her head. She was a pretty girl with a thin face and big eyes. She had red hair. The hair on her cunt was red, too. Debby noticed that it showed right through the soaking crotch band of her panties.

She said, "Have you ever been in one?" Sandy said, "I got gangbanged once."

"Oh!" Debby squealed, thrilled.

"Three guys fucked me. But they took turns, so it wasn't really like a threesome or a cluster fuck."

"Maybe-maybe sometime you and I could go to bed with a man, you think?"

Sandy grinned.

She said, "You know what happens in a thing like that, don't you, Debby? The two girls don't just share the guy's prick – they're expected to fool around with each other."

Debby lowered her eyelashes demurely.

"I wouldn't mind," she said.

"I never knew you were that way," Sandy said. She certainly didn't seem to mind, though.

"Well, neither did I," Debby said. "It's only that – well, when I heard my mom talking about how she wanted to suck a cunt, I sort of got the idea. I mean, it can't be to wicked, if my mother does it, huh?"

"It doesn't sound wicked to me," Sandy said. "Well, a little naughty, maybe – but it isn't as if we were lesbians or anything. It's just fooling around."

"That's right," Debby said, eagerly.

"In fact," Sandy said, "I suppose we wouldn't even need to have a boy with us. We could have some fun just between ourselves, if we wanted to."

"Do you want to?" Debby asked, her voice quaking.

"Maybe."

"Now?"

Sandy grinned. "Well, we're right here on my bed – I guess it's as good a time as any."

"I was afraid you might not want to, Sandy."

"Don't be silly," the redhead said.

"How-how shall we start?"

Sandy reached behind her back and unfastened her bra. It fell away, the cups retaining their shape. Her tits were small and thrusting and the nipples were stiff and trembling. She arched her back, letting Debby admire her. Debby gulped. Her mouth began to water for those plump titties.

"Why don't you feel me up, honey?" Sandy suggested.

Debby began to fondle her tits. She cupped the plump mounds and pulled at the taut tips. After a few minutes, Sandy began to feel her tits, too, through her tee shirt at first and then slipping her hand inside. Debby moved back and pulled her tee shirt off. They sat facing each other, tit-fondling pleasurably. Debby was eager to proceed to more exciting things, but she was a little inhibited still. She wished that Sandy would suggest the next step – or better yet, begin it.

Sandy, her voice really excited, said, "Let's rub our tits together, Debby!"

The knelt face to face and began to brush their stiff nipples together.

"Don't you want to suck my hippies?" Sandy asked.

"Ohhh! Yes!"

Debby leaned down and took the hot nuggets into her lips, alternating between them and sucking with passion. Sandy was whimpering with the sensation. Then Debby leaned back, expecting Sandy to take her turn at tit mouthing.

But Sandy didn't.

Debby might have begun to have her suspicions at that point, but she didn't.

Sandy said, "I'm going to take my panties off now," and she did so, her lithe hips squirming as she tuned them down. Her cunt was parted and juicy.

Debby unfastened her jeans and took them off. Her panties seemed to be glued to her cunt and they squished when she pulled them down.

They lay face to face, rubbing tits and bellies together. After awhile, Debby tentatively slipped a hand into Sandy's crotch and began to finger her clit. Sandy squirmed and sighed. She moved her own hand down to Debby's pubic mound, cupping the plump pussy.

But she didn't touch Debby's cunt.

Debby certainly should have become suspicious then, hut she was too aroused to even consider such a possibility.

Debby traced her fingers along Sandy's cunt lips, then slowly pushed them up the wet hole. She worked her thumb on the redhead's clit. She wished that Sandy would hurry up and start rubbing her pussy, too, but she supposed that the girl was shy and would do it in due course, when she was too hot to feel inhibited.

Sandy didn't sound shy, though.

She said, "You know that thing your mother wants to do? With her mouth? Do you want to do that, too?"

Debby blushed but she nodded.

"I'll bet it feels really nice," Sandy said.

"Shall we?" Debby said, trembling. "Shall we eat each other out?"

"Yes! Let's do it!"

Debby said, "Who goes first?"

"I'm awfully hot, honey," Sandy said. "Why don't you eat me first, then I'll do you afterwards?"

"Okay," said the unsuspecting nymph. Sandy lay back on the bed, raised her knees and opened her thighs, giving full access to her crotch. Debby rolled onto her belly her face very close to that creamy cunt. Oh, it looks delicious, she thought. She was really eager to see what it tasted like – and even more eager to find out what it felt like, when Sandy sucked her, in turn. She hoped that Sandy would come quickly both because she wanted to drink that cunt juice when it poured out and also so that she would get her own cunt sucked without delay.

She slid closer and pushed her tongue out, running it up Sandy's cunt lips.

"Ummm, yummy," she whispered.

Although she'd never thought about cunt sucking before that afternoon, let alone done it, Debby discovered that she was a natural at it, just as she had been at jerking off joggers. She guessed it was an inborn talent. She knew how she would like it done to her and applied that knowledge to her efforts. She licked and sucked. She stabbed her hot tongue as far up that steaming hole as it would go, tongue fucking joyfully. Then she began to finger fuck Sandy's cunt hole while she sucked steadily on her clit.

Sandy was crying out and thrashing wildly about with the thrill. Her legs opened wide, closed, opened again. She arched upwards.

"Suck my cunt!" she wailed. "Suck the cum out of my hot pussy, honey!"

Debby pushed her fingers in and slurped merrily away and Sandy began to whimper as the waves of her orgasm crashed through her loins.

She creamed in Debby's mouth, Debby gulped the hot cunt juice down happily, loving the taste and the texture and the fact that she had given her friend such a thrill.

She lapped Sandy's pussy clean. She started to shift her position. "Debby – do it again, please?" Sandy asked.

Debby hesitated.

"Aren't you gonna do me now?" she asked. "Please – just once more – then I'll suck your cunt for the rest of the day."

That was an offer that Debby could not refuse.

She moved back in and began to lick and [missing text].

"Oh, that was lovely," she said. "Did you like to do it, Debby? Do you like sucking my cunt?"

"Oh, I love it," Debby said.

Sandy said, "Boy. I'm glad I found out you ate pussy. You can come over and suck me off anytime you like."

Poor Debby still didn't realize what a fool she was.

She said, "We can eat each other out every day!"

"Eh… there's something I got to tell you," Sandy said, sounding embarrassed.

A terrible idea struck Debby.

She looked at Sandy, her face creamy with cunt juice and an awful foreboding in her eyes.

"Oh, no!" she wailed.

"Yes, I'm afraid so," Sandy said. "I'm not going to suck no nasty old cunt."

"But you promised!"

"Yeah, but I had my fingers crossed," Sandy said. She giggled. "I had my legs open and my fingers crossed. Sorry about that, but only lesbians eat cunt."

"I'm not a lesbian!" Debby cried.

"Well, you're a cuntsucker – same thing."

"I want to get sucked off!" Debby wailed.

"Please – just one time?"

"Nope."

"Well – give me a handjob, then?" she suggested.

"Naw. I like dicks, not pussy."

"You bitch!"

"I'd rather be a bitch than a cuntsucker, so there!"

Debby gave a great sob of frustration. She had been played for a fool yet again.

"You're worse than a jogger, even," she sobbed.

She rolled onto her back and, using both hands, rubbed herself off. But it wasn't the same thing at all.

Sandy saw her to the door and said, "Remember, Debby, any time you want to eat my pussy, just come right on over and bring your tongue."

"I never will!"

"Well, it's here if you want it."

In fact, Debby had an idea that she might, for it had been a great pleasure, to suck cunt, but she was too angry with her friend to say so right then. She stormed out. She knew that Sandy was grinning behind her back. She turned the corner and, out of sight of Sandy, gushed her fingers into her mouth and sucked the congealed cunt juice from them. She was even hornier than she had been before. What a fool she was! And where could she get some tongue or some cock in comfort?

She had no idea.

How lucky her mother was to be married to a man with a great dick like her father! But her father wasn't so lucky. He was being cuckolded. He was as much a fool as Debby was, the girl thought. She got no fucking and he would get none while his wife was off with another man. They had a lot in common right then, Debby and her dad. That ghost of a thought came to her again. Incest did not seem quite so wicked now. And it would certainly solve a problem for both her and her father, while her mother was away.

Again she dismissed the thought as impossible.

But the idea lingered.

When she got home, her father, lonely and abandoned, was punishing a bottle of Scotch.

He was already drunk and getting drunker. And Debby saw wonderful possibilities.