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Subject: Repost: MRWADE.153 - Latin Lust - Chapter Twenty-four

Date: 14 Oct 1995 07:56:21 GMT

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MRWADE.153                                       By Master Wade

















                            Latin Lust





                        Chapter Twenty-four














     Paul took them first individually, making the other one watch.


He eventually came in Anna Maria, although he hadn't cared which


one of them got it at the time.  When he pulled out of her, Anna


Maria turned her body so that her opened legs were offered to


Betty, and Betty had placed her mouth on her sex and had sucked his


cum from her hungrily, making Anna Maria come yet another time.


     Paul let them play until he became aroused again, and then he


put them on their knees on the bed, sideways, their asses pointing


at him, and he entered them with cock and fingers, fucking one for


a while as he fingered the other one, and then switching, watching


them kiss while he took them from behind.  Their pussies were


almost identical once he was inside them.  One was no more clinging


or tight than the other one.  Both were slick and hot and wet and


he loved fucking them.


     Betty's asshole kept drawing his eyes as he fucked the two


girl's doggy style, and Paul finally gave in to it, telling her to


eat Anna and working his dick into her ass as she lowered her pussy


to Anna's face.  She did truly love his sodomizing, and it excited


Anna Maria to watch it close up.  She lathed his balls with her


tongue, moving her head back and forth from his scrotum to Betty's


wet pussy, loving the sights and sounds and feelings she


experienced.


     Paul's urgent need had been satisfied by his first orgasm and


he could now take his time with Betty's ass, fucking it carefully,


measuring her response to it, marking the angles and depths that


excited her most.  Unlike some women he had known who wanted it


hard and fast when they took it in the ass, Betty appeared to have


no preference, other than really wanting it there.  He forced it in


as deeply as it would go and held it, and let Anna Maria's tongue


work on Betty's clit.  Then he pulled almost all the way out and


fucked her with just the head, teasing her and making her move her


hips back at him.  He fucked her ass slow, grinding his hips at


her, and he plunged into her hard, fucking her with piston-like


movements of his hips, driving dick into her, with Anna Maria's


eyes only inches away.


     Betty came again, and Paul continued fucking her ass, now


relieved from any responsibility he might have naturally felt to


bring her to orgasm.  She continued eagerly eating Anna Maria, and


Paul felt his own orgasm begin to course through his body as Anna


sucked on his balls.  They came almost at the same time, Anna only


slightly ahead of him, and at the end, when the cum was beginning


to shoot, Paul pushed Betty forward and placed the head of his cock


in Anna Maria's mouth, the jerking ass-scented member pouring out


his fuck onto her tongue and lips.





     Anne got into her car.  She had changed panties twice already


that morning and she was begining to wish she had placed a spare


pair in her pocketbook.  Then again, juice was what Anna Maria


wanted, and juice was what she would get, teenage juice, married


juice, horny girl juice.


     Turning onto the bypass, Anne slid her dress up her thighs,


partially to allow the air conditioning access to her superheated


pussy, but also to tease the men she passed who would look down to


her from their trucks and try to keep pace with her, sometimes


blowing their horns or shouting to her, other times just smiling at


her and waving.  She loved to do that, and she often drove along


the bypass for no other reason but to show them what they so loved


to see.  Sometimes, if she was really feeling brave or had been


drinking a little bit, Anne would open her blouse and show them


tits too, but sometimes that was too much for them and they would


follow her and she would grow scared, fearing she had gone too far.


     She pulled alongside an electric company van and the horn


tooted.  Anne reached for her hem and slid it up higher, not


looking over at the man, but simply showing him even more.  She


wondered what he would think if he knew where she was going and


what she was going to be doing?  He would probably pull on his cock


later on that day, thinking about her showing off for him and


fantasizing about her doing the very things she was going to do,


and not having a clue that she might actually do such things.


     She took the necessary exit, almost with regret, but eager to


reach her destination and the delights it would provide.  There was


no question that she would be soaking wet now, not after teasing on


the highway.  Perhaps some day she and Anna Maria would do that


together, riding along with their skirts up, maybe even fingering


each other while some man watched.





     The girls showered together again.  Even as drained as they


both were from the workout Paul gave them, they still wanted to


touch each other and feel the soapy water on their breasts and


asses and legs.  They dried off and dressed each other, carefully


choosing just the right outfit for Anne.  Betty understood that she


might only be a voyeur, and that was fine with her.  She also knew


she might not see everything that happened, and she regretted that,


but it was to be expected.  She was anxious to see this Anne, and


she was also anxious to see Anna Maria with another woman,


something she had never done before.


     Paul lay naked on his bed for a moment after his own shower,


still amazed at how wonderful Anna Maria and Betty were together.


They had responded to his direction beautifully, almost


instinctively, it seemed, knowing what he wanted and giving it to


him.  There seemed to be almost no limitations to what he could


have with them, and yet what he had now was more wonderful than


anything he had known before.


     Rising from his bed, Paul decided he wouldn't bother to dress.


He knew that Anna Maria and Anne and probably even Betty would wear


something really special, but he chose only the smoking jacket.


There would be something rather erotic about being so nearly naked


in their presence.  No doubt his cock would show when it got hard,


but why should he worry about that?  He had just tied the sash


around his waist when the two girls walked in.


     Paul had considered what Anna should wear, but had decided to


allow her to decide for herself.  He could hardly be more pleased


with her choice.  She had selected the same white dress that she


had worn in her last set, the one during which she had allowed Anne


to taste her.  Once again she wore no stockings, and her olive


skinned legs shone with the lotion that Betty had earlier applied


to them.  She looked wonderful and young and accessible.  It was


perfect.


     Betty was a study in contrast.  She had put her hair up,


allowing two little whiffs of hair to hang in front of her ears on


both sides.  She wore small dangling ear-rings of bright silver,


and a single strand of pearls at her neck.  The dress was black and


straight, with half sleeves and a round neckline.  It gathered


tightly at her waist and hugged her breasts, stopping just above


her knees.  The stockings she wore were sheer black and her pumps


were black with white diamonds on them, the heels of just beyond


moderate height.  The effect was to make Betty appear to be quite a


bit older and more mature than Anna Maria, and to make it much more


difficult for Paul to consider hiding her in the bedroom, something


he felt sure was done on purpose.


     Paul complimented both of them on their choice of clothing,


and capitulated to Betty's desire to be a part of the afternoon's


activities, offering a plan which he thought would work.


     "We'll make it appear that Betty has been visiting and is on


her way out when Anne arrives.  Anne will no doubt be taken with


Betty and will feel badly that she is the reason for her leaving. 


She will probably insist that she not leave right away, at a


minimum, wanting to find out more about her for her own personal


reasons.  Betty will be reluctant to stay, not wanting to


interfere, and I will draw Anne to the side and explain to her that


Betty is also bisexual, and that I really would like for her to


stay, if she truly doesn't mind.  Unless I'm badly wrong," Paul


said, smiling at them, "and if I am we'll just say fuck it and go


out dancing and come back and fuck our brains out some more, Anne


will respond very favorably to this sudden bit of information about


Betty.  She's been in threesome's before, you know, so it isn't


anything she's likely to shy away from.  If she does have some


problem with it, then you'll lose out, Betty, because at that point


you won't be able to stay and even watch through the door.  But I


think the chances are very good that you won't have any problem."


     The girls agreed and Betty kissed Paul, thanking him for being


willing to involve her.  Paul looked at his watch.


     "Well, it's just about time for her to get here.  One quick


look before she does," Paul said, indicating with his hands that he


wanted their dresses raised.


     Betty and Anna Maria both smiled and winked at each other as


they raised their dresses to their waists, allowing Paul to see


their legs and panties.  They held them there, allowing him to look


all he wanted, in no hurry to lower them.  He walked around them,


slowly, looking at them from all angles and adjusting one of


Betty's garter straps for her.  He slid his hand between their


legs, checking the dampness of their panties and smiling at the


warm moisture that he felt.  The security buzzer sounded.


     


     Betty and Anna Maria stood just inside the foyer as Paul


opened the door.  His little ruse worked just as he had thought it


might, with Anne insisting that Betty stay, at least long enough


for them to meet.  Her response to Paul's whispered revelation had


been automatic and genuine, he must not let her leave.


     They sat on the circular couch, with Anna Maria and Anne very


close to each other, and Betty sitting at one end of the couch,


where she could see them both well.  Paul fixed drinks for


everyone, allowing them a chance to let their girl-talk break the


ice for them a bit.  He passed out the drinks and stood just next


to Betty while he listened to Anne exchange questions and answers


with her.


     The air was thick with anticipation, and Paul felt himself


stirring under the robe.  He knew that they would look to him to


move things from general conversation to sexual sharing, and he


also knew that the moment to do that was at hand.


     Setting his drink on the table behind him, and taking Betty's


out of her hand and putting it next to his, Paul opened his robe,


took his cock in his right hand, placed his left hand on the back


of Betty's head, and guided his semi-erect member into her mouth.


He said nothing, and kept his eyes on Betty as he lewdly fucked her


mouth.  Still a bit in shock, both of the other girls were silent,


and the only sound in the room was the sound of Betty's mouth


sucking on Paul's cock.


     Relegated suddenly to watching this elegantly attired blonde


woman suck cock, Anne felt a shudder run through her body.  How


blatantly he had done that, she thought to herself, just opening


his robe and putting his dick in her mouth.  And how obediently she


had allowed it!  She felt Anna Maria's hand settle on her leg, just


above her knee, and her breath caught in her throat.  She wanted to


respond somehow, to encourage Anna Maria, but she felt locked in


place, almost as if she were watching all of this from above


herself and could not make her body move.  She was suddenly aware


of Paul's eyes on her, burning straight into her, and she gasped


quietly and felt her body slide slightly lower on the couch.


     Anna Maria felt the release in Anne's body and touched her leg


more boldly, sliding her hand up to the hem of her simple dress and


then beyond, taking the material with it.  She turned toward Anne,


her head leaned back slightly, offering her mouth to her, and


waiting patiently for her to take it.


     Anne watched the dick sliding in and out of the blonde's


mouth.  The woman had uncrossed her legs now and they were turned


toward Paul, her knees slightly apart, her skirt rising just a bit


too high, letting the dark band at the top of the stockings show.


Anna Maria was raising Anne's dress now, exposing her legs, just as


she had done in the car, and she felt Paul's eyes on them.  She


suddenly was aware of Anna Maria being turned toward her, and she


turned to look at her, seeing her mouth waiting, wanting her to


kiss it.


     Betty grunted, a tiny sound, but one so full of sex that it


echoed in the room and in Anne's ears.  She leaned forward, toward


Anna Maria, and kissed her, falling toward her and opening her legs


invitingly.


     Anna Maria was so hot she could hardly stand it.  Anne looked


so young, so fragile, but the passion in her almost oozed from her


pores.  Her kiss was alive, her lips and tongue melting against


hers, and her body yielding with total surrender.  She had loved


the sight of Paul putting his dick in her girlfriend's mouth, and


watching with Anne had made it even better.  She heard the sounds


of Betty's sucking even as she kissed the young Anne, and loved the


knowledge that Paul was fucking her mouth, even as she worked


Anne's dress up to her waist.


     Anne broke the kiss and showered kisses on Anna Maria's neck.


She whispered hotly to her.


     "Please let me have you.  I've wanted you so much since that


night.  All I've been able to think about is you.  Please...let me


kiss you there. Let me eat you!"


     Anna Maria pushed herself away and lay back on the couch,


draping one leg over the back of it, and placing the foot of her


other leg in the floor, opening her legs to the married girl.  She


raised her skirt, something she seemed to do very often these days,


showing Anne her legs and her wet panties.


     Anne trembled with excitement, and leaned forward tugging at


Anna Maria's panties, forgetting in the heat of her passion that


Anna Maria's legs were on either side of her and that the panties


would only move part of the way.  She giggled slightly with


frustration and leaned back, moving Anna's legs together so that


she could strip the simple white panties off of her.  She tossed


them to the floor and placed her legs back as they were, falling


between them, not stopping to kiss her olive skinned thighs, but


placing her mouth immediately on Anna Maria's sex.


     Paul tightened his hold on Betty's head and fucked harder at


her mouth now, watching Anne so eagerly eating his Anna Maria.  He


grunted and felt the dam burst, his cum shooting out into his


blonde lover's mouth.  He spilled it all into her, feeling her


throat muscles work to swallow it, and her lips milk at him,


wanting every drop.  When he was done he wiped the last traces of


his cum on her cheek and moved behind Anne, motioning for Betty to


stay where she was.


     Paul slid Anne's dress up to her waist and tugged the tiny


panties off her ass and down her legs.  He dropped them in the


floor, next to Anna Maria's, and repositioned Anne slightly,


feeling her obediently allow him to move her any way he liked. When


Paul had her as he wanted her, with her legs apart enough, and her


ass pushing upward at just the right angle, he motioned for Betty


to come.  Betty got up quickly and lay on the couch as Paul


instructed her to do, her head between Anne's opened legs. Paul


pushed down on Anne's ass just slightly, lowering her so that her


pussy would be easily and comfortably within reach of Betty's lips


and tongue.


     As Betty began licking the young eighteen year old girl who


was so feverishly mouthing Anna Maria's wet pussy, Paul moved


between Betty's legs, opening them and working her skirt high


enough that he could easily move his own head between her bare


thighs.  Her panties were soaking wet now, and Paul pressed his


mouth against the crotch of them, tasting the filtered cunt juice


on his lips.  He pressed his tongue hard against them, pushing them


against Betty's pussy lips, forcing them to soak up more of her


fuck and pass it through to him.  He teased Betty unmercifully in


this manner until her hips were moving hotly.  Then he pulled the


crotch of her panties to the side and sucked the entire top half of


her pussy between his lips, clamping down on it, squeezing her


clitoris and her outer lips with all his might.


     Betty went wild, her hips fucking up at him, her mouth dancing


on Anne's needy young pussy.  Anna Maria's orgasm followed Betty's


quickly, and then Anne's, and the whole room was full of the sounds


of coming pussy eating girls.





Continued in MRWADE.154.....