Steve Morrison awoke to a sound resembling a giggle which, of
course, was impossible at two o'clock in the morning. They had
no kids so it must have been part of a fleeting dream or
memory.
     The next sound was clearly tapping on the front door. He
glanced at Martha, she was sleeping, which was no great surprise.
She had once slept through a 4.5 earthquake and refused to
believe there was an quake until she saw it on the news. Nothing
woke Martha short of 10 minutes of shaking and prodding, not even
sex. 
     He considered waking her to tell her that he had heard a
noise, then growled in disgust and drew the .38 pistol from the
night stand. Trying to still his shaking hand, he crept from the
bedroom in his double-wide trailer and entered the living
room.
     Every shadow was deep and ominous, every noise raised the
hairs on the back of his neck. He swallowed nervously with his
hand on the light switch, then slowly withdrew it.
     He stood for a moment looking around, then heard a noise
again. Yes, it was the front, but not the door it was the
window. He squinted at the curtain for some indication of who
was outside, but the only streetlight in the neighborhood was at
the back of the house. He couldn't see a thing. Suddenly the
windows thumped slightly and gently slid aside. Steve was
breathing harshly now, not sure if he should shout at the
burglar, or wait for him to enter. 
     His mind raced at the possibilities. The thief could have a
gun, and there could be several of them. If he was killed they
would certainly kill Martha too. She would never know what hit
her. Of course he could simply open fire now, but the law
frowned on people shooting a thief while he was still outside.
Why? Steve had no earthly idea, probably because they had never
been in his position.
     Steve grabbed the pistol in both hands to keep it from
shaking so badly and slid down the wall until he was squatting on
the floor. His knees were too weak to stand. He had never been
so frightened in his life. Then it happened, the curtain moved
aside and one body entered the room. In a moment a second
followed and Steve was suddenly outnumbered.
     "Open the door so we can get out fast," a harsh voice
whispered in the darkness. Steve squinted in the direction of
the voice, but the people were now shrouded in shadows. He was
surprised that they couldn't hear his terrified breathing coming
from his side of the room. It was loud in his own ears. 
     He wanted to just open fire and end the suspense once and for
all, but what if he didn't kill them? What if he didn't hit
anything at all. Then they would be armed and he wouldn't. And
suppose he needed more ammo? Why didn't he think to bring
more.
     He heard the click of the deadbolt, then the doorknob
rattled. In a moment a small light came on and shined around the
far side of the room. Steve was too terrified to speak out, but
he knew they would find him soon. He had to do something.
     The sound of a gun being cocked was horrifyingly loud. Steve
realized it was his pistol, he had pulled back the hammer. 
"Freeze or your dead meat," he finally whispered. He couldn't
believe he'd said that, it was like something out of a bad movie.
But it was all he could think of at the time.
     "Shit!" a voice said and the light was flashed in his
eyes.
     "Drop the light or die!" he said, rather proud of his new
line. Could they see how terrified he was? Probably not from
that distance. Should he shoot now? They might be lining up
their own guns at him while the light was in his eyes.
     "Shit, mister, don't shoot," a distinctively female voice
whispered as the light suddenly shined on the ceiling.
     "Oh God, I can't believe this," another female said.
     "Girls?" Steve asked in relieved wonder.
     "No shit," a voice said from the dark. Steve stood and
flipped on the light. He couldn't believe his eyes. Not only
were they girls, but he knew them. They only lived about half a
mile away in the next trailer park. Both were in their late
teens or early twenties. They used to walk by his house every
day until they graduated. Hell, they had even talked to Martha a
few times on the way by.
     "What the hell are you doing?" he realized how stupid the
question was after he asked it.
     "We came to clean?" the black-haired girl said with a shrug
and a frightened smile.
     "This is a fucking nightmare," the cute blonde said. She
dropped a pillow case on the floor and slid down to sit on the
hearth.
     "What I mean is why should you steal? You're both young and
beautiful, you sure as hell don't look like thieves."
     The blonde gave a grunt of disgust. "Because we're young and
pretty, but we're also hungry and can't find jobs. It came down
to stealing, starving, or selling pussy. I don't plan on selling
my pussy for food and dying of aids."
     Steve couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't
believe any of it.
     "Call the cops and get it over with," the cute blonde said,
leaning back against the hearth.
     "If you go to jail any chance at a normal life will be over,"
Steve said as he moved to the phone. "What a fucking waste," he
said, looking at them again with a shake of his head.
     "Hey mister, maybe we can work something out," the black-
haired girl said with a shaky smile. The blonde glanced up at
her, then quickly at Steve with a hopeful look. It took Steve a
moment understand what they were driving at, then his eyes
widened.
     "We have a hell of a lot to offer, I would be more than
willing," the cute blonde said. She looked Steve over from head
to toe, then smiled. "What about it? We do anything and you
forget you ever saw us?"
     "Holy shit," Steve breathed. He glanced at the bedroom, then
back at the two girls. He was nearly forty and never considered
screwing a young teen again. For him, that part of his life was
over. Now he was being offered every man's dream, right there in
his living room. And the best part was, he had them over a
barrel, he could demand anything he wanted and they would do
it.
     "Maybe," he said thoughtfully. "But it would have to be
something really spectacular. Otherwise I'll just call the cops
and go back to bed."
     "Anything," the black-haired girl said with a toss of her
head. Her answer was definitely a challenge.
     "You name it and we'll do it, as long as you promise to
forget you ever saw us," the cute blonde said as she stood.
     "Anything?"
     "Yeah, what do you have in mind mister Morrison?" the blonde
asked while unbuttoning her shirt.
     "No, not here," Steven said, glancing at the bedroom. "I
have a guest bedroom at the other end of the house... wait a
minute," he glanced at the bedroom door again and a sly smile lit
his face. "I know exactly what I want."
     Steve looked the blonde over carefully and nodded. She had
short hair, similar to his, and a skinny body. In the dark she
could be mistaken for him, under the blankets.
     "Have you ever eaten another woman?" he asked the blonde.
     "No," she glanced at the black-haired girl, then back at
Steve with a significant glance.
     "Well this will be your first time then. I want you to eat
my wife while she's asleep. I do it all the time, she never
wakes up until her orgasm, then she just moans and goes back to
sleep again."
     "Me? No way!"
     "You know the alternative," he said, looking at the phone. 
The blonde gave him a desperate look, then glanced at her friend.
Steve realized that she might be willing, but she was afraid of
what her friend would think or say.
     "You," he pointed at the black-haired beauty, "will eat her
while she's eating my wife."
     "I can't eat Linda, she's my best friend," the black-haired
girl said.
     "Look girls," Steve slipped the pistol into the pocket of his
pajamas, "this is the only chance I'll get at this. It's been my
dream for my entire life to watch two girls making love. Now
I've got my chance. What we need to do is to promise each other
that what happens tonight never leaves this room. That goes for
me and each of you. Understand Linda?" he asked the cute blonde.
She nodded. "And you..."
     "Karen," the black-haired girl said hopelessly.
     "And you Karen?"
     "I suppose. But how can you guarantee that you won't tell on
us later?"
     "Tell what? That I made you eat my wife while she was
asleep? Get serious. How long do you think my marriage would
last if anyone found out?"
     "Do you want to try, Linda?" Karen asked hopefully.
     "I can try, but I'm no lesbian. I'm not guaranteeing I can
go through with it."
     "Same here. You couldn't get us drunk first, could you?"
     "It would take too long, and I don't think you'd find it all
that disgusting. Almost every girl tries it at least once, this
is your chance," Steve said as he cracked the door and looked in
the bedroom. Martha had not moved. 
     "Ok girls, get undressed. If you need to wash... anything,
the other bathroom is down there. I'm not worried about you
running off, since I know where you live and your prints are all
over the house."
     "You're a real gentleman," Linda said as she headed toward
the bathroom.
     Karen went to the couch and started undressing. "I just took
a shower," she said with a nervous smile. She began unbuttoning
her blouse. When Steve watched in anticipation, she turned half
away. He sat at the dining room table and realized that he was
shaking again, but this time from anticipation. He couldn't
believe his luck. Finally, he would get what he had been lusting
after for all these years. And not only that, but they would do
Martha, so he could remember each time he made love. It was the
biggest turn-on he could think of, knowing that a woman had been
between her legs before.
     Linda came padding back from the bathroom, now stripped down
to her panties and bra. She watched Karen undressing, then
reached behind her back and undid her bra. She casually tossed
it over next to Karen's clothes. Karen took off her own bra and
stood with her arms across her chest. Linda giggled and pushed
her panties down by two thumbs in her waistband. Karen
reluctantly followed her example. 
     Steve sat transfixed by the sight of so much young female
flesh. The whole scene seemed unreal. He glanced from the long
haired beauty, back to the really cute blonde. He swallowed
several times, with his heart trying to beat out of his
chest.
     "You girls are so beautiful," he said with an excited
sigh.
     "Yeah, we are, aren't we," Linda said with a smile. "Your
wife ain't bad either, I've seen her in a short skirt bending
over to get groceries out of the trunk. It made my nipples
hard."
     "I rarely notice any more," Steve said honestly. But she was
right, Martha had been awesomely beautiful when they got married,
and she was still a good looking woman, even at 35.
     "Let's do this before I lose my nerve," Karen said. She was
still standing with her arms across her chest. Linda was
standing with complete unconcern and composure. Despite the
circumstances Steve was beginning to like and admire her. She
was cute, sassy, and looked so delicious. He couldn't wait to
sample her sweetmeats. Or the dark beauty standing next to her
for that matter.
     "Right," Steve said breathlessly, "come on," he motioned them
forward. Linda stepped out immediately, Karen followed
reluctantly. Steve hushed them and closed the door so only the
night light showed in the room. 
     Martha's light brown hair was scattered across her pillow. 
She was sleeping facing her side of the room. Steven motioned
for the girls to stand back in the dark area by the door, then
crawled up on the bed. He put one hand across Martha's body and
bent down to whisper in her ear.
     "Sweetheart, I'm horny. Roll over on your back," he said and
moved back. Martha slowly rolled over on her back with her eyes
still closed. Steve lifted her silky nightgown and pulled her
panties down, as he had a hundred times before. Martha lifted up
slightly to assist him, but Steve was not worried, he knew she
was asleep. How many times had he made love to Martha in her
sleep? Most of the time, in fact. She said it gave her great
dreams. Well this experience would give him the great dreams, if
everything went well.
     Steve tossed the white panties on the floor and motioned
Linda and Karen forward. Linda crawled up on the bed without
hesitation. Steve suddenly realized that Linda had made love to
a woman before, otherwise even she would have been more hesitant.
She didn't hesitate in the least, she laid full length between
Martha's legs and gently pushed the filmy nightgown up to her
abdomen, revealing the neatly trimmed brown triangle of hair and
the bare pussy below. She kissed Martha's inner thigh and Martha
sighed and smiled. Linda kissed the other thigh, only an inch
from Martha's pussy, then bent down and sniffed Martha's sex.
She placed her puckered lips against Martha's pussy and kissed it
gently, then began licking methodically.
     The liquid sound of Linda's tongue in Martha's pussy was the
only sound in the room. Steve looked at Karen, standing
uncertainly at the end of the bed, and slid off the bed to join
her.
     "Go ahead," he urged, looking at Linda's inviting ass and
spread legs."
     "I... I can't," Karen whispered earnestly.
     "Would you like me to get you hot first?"
     "Please," she begged, knowing that she couldn't go through
with it otherwise.
     "Ok. Just kneel here at the end of the bed, with your face
close to Linda's sweet little ass. I'll lay on the floor
underneath you and eat you. If you feel like doing her, go
ahead. If not, try to finger her until she comes. Ok?"
     "Ok, thanks."
     "Are you a virgin?"
     "No, why?"
     "Because I want to do you from behind in a little while. 
That way I can watch you if you do Linda, and I can watch her do
my wife."
     "Ok. I am getting a little horny, watching Linda do your
wife," she reluctantly admitted.
     "Me too," Steve smiled and placed her hand on his raging
hard-on.
     "Oh, it's... it's big," she swallowed nervously.
     "Don't worry, I'll go slow. You can handle it, believe
me."
     "I guess. I kind of wish I could see it, I've never seen a
grown man before."
     "You can look all you want when we go back in the living
room, ok?"
     "Ok," she smiled sweetly. She was so beautiful that Steve's
heart went out to her. But he was so horny that he needed her to
go through with it. He also needed her to finish her task for
Linda's sake. If she didn't their friendship would definitely
end tonight.
     "Ok, sweetie, down on the end of the bed. I'll lay on the
floor beneath you."
     Linda was going at Martha's pussy. She seemed to be really
enjoying herself. Each slender hand was resting on one of
Martha's thighs, her cute little face was lapping eagerly in
Martha's crotch, while she laid with her knees bent, legs up in
the air, bouncing them slightly as she ate. She almost looked
like she was watching TV or doing her homework. 
     Steve wanted to dive right into that perfect little ass, but
he had something more important and just as inviting to do. 
     Karen was positioned between Linda's legs now. She moved her
face closer to Karen's ass and sniffed experimentally, then
turned her head to watch Steve. He nodded and laid on the floor
behind her, then slid underneath as she lifted her ass off the
floor. He took a moment to savor the pure beauty and pleasant
smell before he touched those velvety lips for the first
time.
     He pressed his lips gently against the warm pussy and sucked
as he shoved his tongue inside her. He moaned in pleasure at the
first luscious taste of the young black-haired girl. He had not
tasted anything so delicious since he and Margaret dated, almost
fifteen years before. Nothing tasted as delicious as a virginal
teen, NOTHING? He almost came in his pajamas. While the
fragrant juices filled his mouth, he looked up at the small, firm
tits above his face, pressed against the bed. He realized that
Karen was finally eating Linda. He could tell by the way she
rode his face and moved above him. He wanted to watch in the
worst kind of way, but first he had to bring Karen to orgasm.

     Steve knew that unlike men, women remained hot and horny
after they came. Once he finished Karen, he could watch or
participate wherever he wanted. His main concern was watching
Martha getting eaten. He wanted to watch, savor the site, and
remember it forever. Every time he looked at her pussy he wanted
to remember that Linda had been there. He wanted to remember
Linda's lips against Martha's wet pussy lips, her tongue up her
vulva...
     Steve realized that he was being brutally ridden by Karen as
she started her orgasm. He pressed his tongue against her little
bud and worked it brutally, making Karen pant and moan into
Linda's bare pussy. Karen finally pulled her mouth off Linda's
pussy and rested her nose in the crack of Linda's ass as she came
repeatedly on Steve's mouth. She restrained her screams of joy,
biting her lip brutally as the tongue worked up inside her. 
Finally, unable to take any more, she raise up and Steve pulled
out, standing reluctantly behind Karen.
     The first thing he saw was Martha staring at him with a half-
smile in her eyes.
     "Oh shit," Steve said hopelessly.
     "Shhhh," Linda warned, then saw Steve looking at Martha. 
Linda looked up with a sheepish smile.
     "Linda, why are you eating my pussy?" Martha asked
practically.
     "Because your husband told me too, Misses Morrison."
     "Why would you do that, Steven?"
     "Ahhh... It seemed like a good idea, at the time, dear."
     "It's a very pleasant surprise, I must admit. Linda, since
you are down there anyway, can you finish me please?"
     "Sure Misses Morrison. You taste really great," Linda said
enthusiastically and sealed her mouth over Martha's pussy. 
Martha closed her eyes, bit her lip and moaned. Steve couldn't
take it any more. He had a huge painful hard-on that needed to
sink into a deliciously warm hole. And Karen's inviting little
ass was sticking out in just the right position. He knelt behind
her, placed his hands on her bare back and pressed his penis
against her pussy. It was very wet after a good eating and he
had no problem sliding into her wet mound. She stiffened and
moaned, melting across Linda's legs as Steve slowly pressed his
meat farther inside her than she had ever felt anything before.

Just as she was about to scream for him to stop, his hips came
into contact with her firm ass. She whimpered slightly as the
huge prick began sliding in and out, slowly and methodically. In
a moment she returned to Linda's inviting little ass, licking and
sucking on the little pouch presented so incitingly.
     It was hard to concentrate on eating Linda when the massive
piece of meat was filling her ass, clear to her abdomen.
     "Oh Karen, you are so hot and tight," Steve gasped
loudly.
     "Easy dear, don't forget me," Martha reminded him, then
reached down to hold Linda's face tight against her seething
pussy. She felt the tongue delving up inside her and withered on
the long, slender piece of meat. It was so fantastic, so erotic,
seeing an absolutely perfect little doll eating her mound. She
had fantasized about such things a thousand times, but would have
never had the nerve to go through with it. Now, by some miracle,
Steven had convinced the two most beautiful teens in the
neighborhood to join them in bed. What a surprise. What a
wonderful, magical fucking surprise.
     "I'm going to come in your mouth," Martha sighed, gasping for
breath.
     "Go ahead, Misses Morrison, I'm ready," Linda paused just
long enough to respond, then began bathing the luscious mature
pussy with long, firm strokes. Martha's ass raised up off the
bed each time her tongue sliced through her mound. The sweet
pussy had juiced up her face until it slid easily through the
older woman's crotch. Her pussy was so hot it radiated heat
against her face. Linda had been eating for over fifteen
minutes, while Martha was both sleeping and awake, and she would
have a really big come. She firmly grabbed each leg to hold it
in place and pressed her puckered lips over the clit. She sucked
it between her lips and nursed on it while her tongue pressed and
rotated the little bud. Martha screamed and arched her back up
off the bed. She began grunting like a wild animal in time with
each humping stroke of her crotch. Linda rode out the brutal
assault on her face, trying to keep her mouth in firm contact
with the wild woman.
     "Oh yes, oh yes," Martha panted over and over, a little
louder each time. She ended with a long, drawn out scream of
pleasure, mashing her sex against Linda's sweet blonde face. 
Linda held her mouth in place, watching with a smile in her eyes.
What a wonderful sight. She had made the beautiful older woman
explode. She felt very powerful and extremely sexy. 
     The fire in her loins was about to explode, now that she
could relax and enjoy her girlfriends mouthings. Linda knew it
was hard to her to reach her pussy while lying on her stomach, so
she gently turned over and laid with the back of her neck
cushioned on Martha's pelvis. Now she could watch her best
friend eat her hot little box, and watch her get banged at the
same time. Now that she had easy access, Karen began munching on
Linda's box with enthusiasm. She licked through the folds
repeatedly. Her head bobbed with each stroke, her mouth mashed
against Linda's sex each time Steve slammed his huge prick into
her tiny pussy.
     Linda knew that Karen had only been with one or two other
boys, and since Linda had also been screwed by them she knew they
weren't much. Both boys were small and thin. Steve had a huge
manly prick that split Karen's tiny pussy, making her feel every
inch of it. Linda spread her legs wider and watched Karen
sucking on her mound. She had one hand on each inner thigh, her
eyes were closed and an expression of lust made her look even
more beautiful than usual. Linda had fantasized about getting
between Karen's sweet little legs, but she had never imagined
having Karen between hers. She planned to take full advantage of
it in the future.
     Karen's tongue seemed to be snaking around inside her
everywhere at one. She suddenly puckered her lips and sucked
gently. Linda could hear the slurping sound of Karen milking her
pussy. It was so stimulating. Her loins burned with a deep
inner fire. She felt the liquid passion building to a climax.
She closed her eyes and moaned as Karen's tongue probed deep
inside her, tongue fucking her briskly with small little strokes.
She turned her face slightly and pressed her lips against
Martha's smooth inner thigh and sucked gently.
     Martha reached down and gently smoothed Linda's short blonde
hair, waiting for the lovely girl to come. Although coming in
the little girl's mouth had been wonderful, she wanted to taste
at least one of the beautiful teens before they left. She had
not done anything like this since college. She watched Steve
slapping his thighs against Karen's skinny little ass. His face
was screwed up in pleasure. His eyes were closed and face tipped
down as he concentrated on his building orgasm. 
     Suddenly Steve began to come. He was immediately joined by
Linda, so poor Karen was receiving a beating from both ends at
once. She rode out the attack, keeping a firm grip on Linda's
thighs while Linda mashed her sex against her mouth. Linda
suddenly closed her legs around Karen's head, trapping her
between her legs while she came. 
     Steve came hard and fast, as usual. He started grunting in a
ever-louder series of little moans, then groaned long and loud as
he shot his thick come into Karen's little pussy. When he was
done he wilted over her back. The viciousness of his passion was
enough to belatedly start Karen's own orgasm. She screamed into
Linda's pussy as wave after wave of boiling spasms racked her
little body. It took her several minutes to recover from her
second orgasm, then she moved so both Linda and Martha could
change positions. Martha was very relieved, she was getting a
cramp from laying in the same position too long.
     Steve crawled up on the bed and kissed Martha soundly, while
the two teens sat watching. When they finally broke off the
kiss, Martha licked her lips and looked at Karen.
     "You taste good, girl. Come up here and kiss me."
     Karen crawled up on the bed and kissed her without
hesitation. Steve watched, beginning to feel a hard-on starting
again. He had never seen Martha like this. It made her look
much more sexy and desirable.
     "Ummm, that's good," Martha whispered in Karen's face. "Your
turn," she motioned Linda to sit on the other side of her. They
kissed for a long time, exchanging tongues and caresses. Martha
broke the kiss breathlessly, then smiled at the cute little
blonde.
     "You did me real good. I appreciate it. I'm dying to try
you, just as soon as I get my strength back."
     "I can't wait," Linda smiled brightly.
     "Are you girls spending the night, or do you have to go
soon?" Martha asked, looking from one to the other. Both girls
turned and looked at Steve. Steve colored as Martha gave him a
questioning look.
     "It's up to your girls, whatever you want to do," he said
guiltily.
     "What kind of arrangement did you make with them,
Steven?"
     "Why... well they needed money, so I offered to help them out
in exchange for this little favor. There was no..."
     "We have been dying to try something new," Linda took over
smoothly. "Steven offered to let us join you two and he'd help
us out until we got back on our feet again."
     "You need help out," Martha laughed, "I've seen that dump you
girls live in. Why don't we move you girls into the spare
bedroom until you get back on your feet. Then you won't have to
pay rent or food. We can help you find jobs, if that's what you
want. Steven knows practically everybody around here."
     Steve gulped convulsively and nodded until his neck hurt. 
Martha squinted at him and raised a finger.
     "That doesn't mean you can just dip your wick whenever you
feel like it Steven. Nothing happens unless you and I are both
there. Understand?"
     "Sure, Martha, I wouldn't have it any other way."
     "Fine. Then it's all settled. Can four of us sleep in a
king sized bed?" she asked, looking at the girls, and then
measuring the bed with her eyes.
     "We can sure try," Linda said enthusiastically. "I get
Steven's side."
     "Fine by me," Karen said, snuggling close to Martha. It was
a tight fit, but they all made it.
     "Night Steven," Martha said as she turned off the light.
     "Shhhh, I'm saying my prayers," he whispered. 
     It looks to me like they've already been answered," Martha said
as she kissed Karen passionately.
     "Hey, don't touch that until I'm done" Steven suddenly 
said from his side of the bed.
     "Ok, I'm done," he said. 
     Linda giggled in the darkness.