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Timmy's Talented Tongue

By: milfleglover



It was my traditional Fourth of July party at my house, a small gathering of friends and family, the usual crowd of young and older, coming together for a barbecue, drinks and watching fireworks at the nearby beach where I live. 

They'd gotten smaller since my divorce, with my ex-husband's friends and family staying away, which is fine, I liked smaller groups especially as it got harder to manage as I got older. I'm not ancient by any means, but at 59, a well-preserved, athletic and strong 59 I might add, it's a lot of work.

My grandchildren were there, along with a few of their friends, including Timmy, a tall, gangly 18-year-old, cute blonde boy, a bit on the shy side. He was helping me a lot during the day, serving people, cleaning up, and now, just before sunset when people would be heading to the beach, he was by my side in the small pantry, helping me put things away. Such a good boy, I thought, eyeing the handsome young buck with his curly blonde hair and innocent good looks.

He was carrying a piece of cake, eating it, when a bit of icing fell onto his arm. As I put things away, I noticed peripherally Timmy's incredibly long tongue dart out to slurp it nonchalantly off his arm as he continued to gobble his cake, thinking nothing of it. 

I did, I couldn't help it, his tongue had to be a good four inches long, the longest I'd ever seen and instantly the forbidden fantasy of Timmy eating my old pussy flooded my mind. It had been too long since anyone had eaten me, and when it did happen with my ex, he wasn't terribly good at it. I tried chasing the naughty thought from my mind, but my pussy tingled under my mid-thigh summery dress as I looked at the boy.

"Wow, Timmy...that's quite...well, quite the long tongue you have there," I said, emboldened by an afternoon of too much wine and the last few years of too little sex. "I couldn't help but notice.."

"Yeah, the kids make fun of me," he said, blushing, not making much of it and certainly not thinking what I was thinking. 

"They do?" I asked, turning to him, folding my arms under my sagging boobs, giving them some lift and accentuating the cleavage in my low-cut top.

"Well...yeah...mostly the guys," he said, swallowing the cake.

"Oh, just the guys?"

"Yeah, the girls....," he said, stopping suddenly to look at me, my wrinkled cleavage leading his gaze. "Well...they...well..."

I couldn't stop myself. I took a step forward, extended a hand and slowly swiped some icing from Timmy's astonished face, holding it between us, he looking at it, then into my deep brown eyes, my silvery-blonde hair framing my face.

"Show me," I hissed, feeling the full effect of the wine now, hearing the chatter of guests outside just feet away from us behind the closed pantry door at the end of the hall. "Show me that tongue again..."

Timmy gulped, looked at my icing-coated finger and slowly extended that amazing tongue, the tip tracing up and down the digit, licking off every sweet drop of cream. His eyes, wide open and incredulous, looked up into mine, heavy lidded with wanting. I smiled, and gently pushed his amazing tongue back into his mouth, followed by my finger, slipping it into his mouth to be sucked clean. I pulled it back out, and put my hands on my hips, very slowly hiking up my short dress over my tanned, sinewy thighs, taking Timmy's stare with him. 

I leaned back on the counter, spreading my legs, feet on the floor, pulling aside the tiny thong I wore, exposing the silvery gray bush and pouty lips within. I couldn't help myself, reaching for Timmy's head, smiling seductively, pulling the boy to me, kissing him and sucking that incredible tongue into my mouth where I sucked on it like a small, limp wet cock, his eyes still open and staring into mine.

"Show me, Timmy, show me just what that tongue can do, why the girls love it so," I moaned, pushing his kissing mouth to my wrinkled neck, feeling that hot tongue lavish it with kisses, sucking the fleshy folds into his mouth, then down my cleavage to eagerly wrap that amazing tongue over each thick brown nipple that I pulled out of my skimpy bra.

"Show me!" I groaned with mounting need, pushing on his head until he knelt before me, staring wide eyed into my granny bush, then up at me.

"Are you...are you sure, Mrs. Leonard?" he asked, squeaky voiced.

Impatiently, I grabbed his ears and pulled him forward, moaning, spreading my legs and leaning back more on the counter, wrapping my muscular old tanned thighs around his face, until I felt his hot breath on my pussy, that tongue spearing the gray hair and finding its target.

"Holy shit!" I hissed, trying to keep my voice down as Timmy's incredibly talented tongue dribbled my clit like a pro, its lizard-quick motion fluttering over it, drubbing it to engorged life, my pussy instantly flooding his trapped face with my juices.

He never stopped, just moaned from the sheer joy of eating an older pussy as well as the slight pain I'm sure my very athletic old thighs were causing squeezing his head to the task at mouth! I gripped the back of his head as I came for his tongue, grinding myself on his trapped face, feeling the vibrations of his moans coursing through me. I looked down at his beet-red face, feeling his whopping tongue slow it's clit assault and then spear my lips, drilling the hole, making me cum again.

I held his face in place with my scissoring thighs and my hands, pulling him deeper and tighter, his teeth mashed against my pussy and his tongue extended full length into my gripping cunt, sucking him inside me, pulling his face and grinding myself to the biggest orgasm I'd had in years, if not ever, cumming long and hard as his tongue plowed in and out of me at amazing speed. I finally calmed down, patting his obedient head, looking down at him as I uncrossed my locked calves and let him scoot back on his haunches, panting for air, a satisfied smile on his pretty young face.

"Wow, Timmy," I said, sighing, slipping off the counter and pulling my thong back straight and dress down my trembling thighs. "You are...incredible."

"Thanks..I get that a lot," he shrugged shyly, standing, his stiff cock throbbing down the leg of his shorts.

He looked down at it as did I, then looking back up at him and smiling.

"Our guests will soon be heading to the beach, Timmy," I said, pulling him to me for a tongue-filled kiss. "I suggest you and I hang back and watch from my upstairs deck. I promise, it'll be the best seat in the house."

On "seat," I turned to flash him my tight, creamy smooth ass bared in my thong, quickly pulling my dress back up and down.

I laughed and left him in the pantry to attend to my guests, and let that gorgeous young cock deflate. For the moment...

Timmy's Talented Tongue Ch. 02



It was a most unusual night, to say the least. I'd just entertained friends at my annual Fourth of July party at my home near the beach, where fireworks would soon be fired off, and had the orgasm of my life at the end of Timmy's quite talented tongue.

The curly-haired blonde 18-year-old was helping me clean up after the party, and we'd found ourselves in my pantry, where after he'd licked some icing off his arm with the longest tongue I'd ever seen, I'd taken him prisoner of my lusty old thighs, clamping his face to my hairy pussy where that immensely talented tongue cruised its way to a pounding, mouth-flooding orgasm, the best I'd ever had in my 59 years on earth.

The boy was a dear, so eager to please, and as I looked at that impossibly sexy bulge in his shorts, the slender hardness running down the baggy leg of it, his eyes imploring me for release, I smiled.

"Our guests will soon be heading to the beach, Timmy," I'd said, pulling him to me for a scorching kiss with that long tongue, his cock grinding into the front of my short summery dress. "I suggest you and I hang back and watch from my upstairs deck. I promise, it'll be the best seat in the house."

Teasingly, I lifted my skirt to flash him my creamy smooth ass in my thong as I left the pantry and the hard-cocked boy watching it.

I mingled with the guests as they left for the beach, knowing Timmy was struggling in the pantry to reduce that throbbing boner before he could come out. My good friend Linda, a well-built fleshy grandmother herself at 62, came up to me, drink in hand, smiling mischievously.

"Where have you been, hon?" she grinned, well into her cups and swaying side to side, her gray-blonde hair pulled into a ponytail. "I thought you'd disappeared."

"Oh, no, just tidying up the pantry, that's all," I sighed, my pussy tingling at the memory of just how tidy I'd gotten in there.

As if on cue, the pantry door cracked open and out stepped a sheepish Timmy, looking left and right and not seeing Linda and I standing in the kitchen, coming out, adjusting his shorts and heading for the bathroom. Linda turned to me, that smile on her face.

"Uh-huh," she said, wiggling her drink in her hand before slugging it down with a wink. "My, my, my, Veronica Leonard, you are so full of naughty surprises."

I just smiled as she sauntered away to the bathroom, rapping it with her knuckles.

"Timmy, don't be long," she said, looking at me with that smile. "Other people gotta go, too, you know..."

I'd assumed Timmy had gone in there to relieve himself, in more ways than one, and had been cut short by the knocking. I mouthed a quick "thank you" to Linda with a wink, and she roared, stepping aside when the flustered Timmy walked out seconds later, hustling by her.

"Sorry, Mrs. Schuster, sorry," he mumbled.

He walked up to me, looking around, all the other guests gone to the beach, where the setting sun would give way to glorious fireworks. I wrapped my arms around him and scooted back on the counter, taking him in my thighs, wrapping them around him and sucking that tongue into my mouth.

"Mrs. Leonard!" he cried softly, trying to pull my insistent legs from his ribs, his cock growing anew in his shorts. "She's..Mrs...she's in there..."

"Not for long, young man," I hissed, squeezing my scissoring thighs harder on him, making him groan, his hands pawing the tight, silky tanned flesh.

The door opened and I released Timmy from my grip, and he stumbled back, facing away as I greeted Linda, who helped herself to another drink. 

"See you two at the beach?" she asked with a wink.

"Sure will, hon," I winked back.

She left and I turned Timmy around, taking his hand, leading him upstairs, his gaze behind me fixed to the twitching muscles of my calves as I walked slowly.

"To the balcony, boy," I growled. "As promised."

My balcony off the landing at the top of the stairs faced the beach about 300 yards away, secluded by low trees that afforded a great view. As we stood leaning on the railing, kissing like schoolchildren, I palmed Timmy's tight young ass and slipped my hands inside, feeling the hard, sexy flesh. He groaned, just about suffocating me with his long, talented tongue.

"Let the fireworks begin," I hissed, suddenly pulling his shorts down as the fireworks indeed started on the beach, exploding in the dark sky, lighting the area up, including us.

They'd last a good 20 minutes. As Timmy kissed me, I lifted my skirt and spread my thighs, capturing his long, slender cock inside, squeezing it and making him moan as his kisses spread to my puckered cheeks and down my wrinkled neck, suckling the delicate folds of flesh. He humped my thighs, his trembling hands cupping my sagging ass, kneading the soft flesh as the top of his cock thrust against my hairy pussy, tickling the clit.

I broke away, pushing back, smiling at him as the skies continued to light up around us. Kneeling, I was face to face with the most beautiful young cock I'd ever seen, a solid 8 or so inches, and not terribly thick, dripping with pre-cum.

"One good tongue deserves another, stud," I groaned, looking up at him as I pulled down my dress, my sexy old boobs bouncing free.

He moaned loudly as I tickled the head of his beautiful dick with my tongue, tracing a circle around it, tasting that sexy pre-cum, and then down the back of it. I lifted his dick in my hand, running my tongue over his huge, cum-filled nutsack and up again, looking up at him the whole time, his body twitching in anticipation. The kid was on edge, so ready to blow, so I slurped the head into my sucking mouth and started a slowly building stroking with one hand, corkscrewing the meat into my lips, and with the other, kneaded those big balls, feeling their heat.

"Oh, shit, Mrs. Leonard...oh..oh...shit!!!!!"

Within 30 seconds of starting my blowjob, Timmy exploded, his nuts throbbing in my mauling hand, my mouth filling with his sweet seed as I stroked it from top to bottom, sucking that thick tip. I swallowed down most, saved some in my moaning mouth, a thin trickle of his cream running out of the corners of my mouth, tracing down the flesh of my neck and some dripping to the quivering meat of my boobs. I popped the head free, smiling up at him, his jism glistening in the flash of the fireworks as I stood.

I framed his shy, astonished face in my hands, pulling him to me, parting his reluctant lips with my tongue and kissing him deeply, shooting the rest of his cum into his mouth where his tongue tongue swished it around and back into my mouth, a frenzied snowball sharing that took both of us by surprise. We stayed like that for a long moment, locked at the lips, kissing long, deep and wet, before I pulled back, a bridge of cum between our lips that I gobbled up to his, kissing him again, making him taste himself. His eyes were wide open, locked onto mine in disbelief.

"Be a dear," I growled, breaking the kiss and directing his eager face to the cream on my neck. "And get that mess..."

He lapped at the cum in the soft flesh of my neck and throat like a kitten with milk, that long tongue devouring everything in its path, suckling the meat, cleaning it, and working his way down to my sagging boobs, thick and creamy white, offset by the deep tan above. He held them in his hands, extending that long, delicious tongue, flickering it over my thick brown nipples, snatching up gobs of his sperm and devouring them.

I pulled him back up, slowly turning around and slithering out of my thong, holding the railing and quivering the sexy, slightly wrinkled flesh of my ass at him, spreading the meat, the hairy lips smacking in the flashing light, taking his wide-eyed stare. I looked back over my shoulder, reaching for his cock, fisting it and pulling him to me, fitting the head to my pussy.

"Fuck me," I growled insistently. "Fuck me..."

His cock never flagged from the scorching blowjob I'd given him a moment ago, the young ones are so reliable that way, and now he held my hips in his long, strong fingers, and pushed forward, his mounting groans almost louder than the constant popping of fireworks in the skies above. He went balls deep and I came instantly, feeling the tip of that gorgeous cock thrust into my womb, my pussy gushing around it. We soon locked into the perfect rhythm of fucking, he pulling out and pounding forward, me meeting each eager thrust, over and over, his hips banging into me, his big, young balls slapping flesh, the long, trembling cock filling me so very nicely.

I held onto the railing, arching my back, feeling my ass flesh quiver and quake with each harder pumping of the stud behind me, the cool night air on my hot tits that swayed under me. I could feel him looking down at me, at the long swell of my back to those jiggling asscheeks he was driving into, and felt his cock throb and pulsate so deep inside my aching cunt.

The fireworks continued, mounting in perfect cadence to our own increasing tempo, Timmy slamming harder and harder into me, my pussy gushing an endless stream of my cream around his beautiful cock as the sky exploded toward its gathering conclusion. As the grand finale crackled above, showering us with its strobe light, Timmy bent over me, his slim torso cupped snug to my back, his arms around me, licking madly at my neck, probing my ear, lapping to the front and stabbing my puckered mouth, his hands at my tits, pulling the nipples, kneading the swinging flesh.

"Cum, baby, cum, fill me up, fuck me hard, cum, cum," I groaned, sucking his tongue as I twisted my head to the side to find it.

The grand finale hits its peak just as we did, and I felt Timmy's first blast of boy cream flood my womb, followed by jet after jet after jet, each pulsating rope of spunk triggering my own orgasm, both of us screaming in pleasure, holding tight, me to the railing, him to my body, arms around me as he held himself deep inside, finishing his cum, the waning jets hot and filling. As the fireworks ended, we heard the crowd roar its approval, applause filling the now-dark air.

We held still for a moment, sweet and long, Timmy's deflating cock slipping from my pussy, a trail of cum escaping and running in a steaming trickle down the backs of my muscular old thighs. 

I turned, smiling, kissing his face gently, his wet cock brushing my trembling thighs as we held each other and I felt his hot seed within me.

"Wow," he said, disbelieving what had just happened.

"Quite the show, wasn't it?" I smiled, nodding toward the sky.

"Sure was," we heard someone say.

We turned, looking down to my lawn. Linda, drink in hand, smiled up at us.

"Nothing like fireworks, huh?" she laughed, drinking, looking up through sultry half-lidded eyes. "And the ones at the beach, too...."

Timmy looked down, ashamed, stunned, his face going beet red. I smiled at him, holding my finger to his lips that were trying to stammer out an apology.

"Shhh, shhh, boy, shhhh," I hushed, then looking down at Linda and saying, "she's an old dear friend...."

"And friends share, don't they hon?" Linda giggled, walking slowly toward my front door.

Timmy looked at her, then me, not knowing what to think. I smiled, took his hand and led him inside where Linda was coming up the stairs toward us, that mischievous grin on her pretty, wrinkled face.

"Ready for more fireworks, Timmy?" she growled, holding her drink with one hand as she reached the top stair, face to face with Timmy's wet, drooping dick.

"Oh, he's ready, hon, he's ready," I laughed, pulling Timmy aside and letting the cocky Linda swagger into the bedroom, dropping her dress to the floor as she did, her meaty GILF body gleaming white in the dim moonlight streaming through the window.

She sat back on the bed, her fleshy thighs spread, hairy pussy on full display as Timmy and I walked in.

"Show her," I said, nudging the boy. "Show her that tongue..."

Timmy blinked and slowly opened his mouth, extending his amazing tongue until it stood its full, wet length. Linda's eyes bulged and she put her drink on the headboard without taking her eyes off that tongue.

"Now, show me, boy," she growled, curling a finger at Timmy who shuffled forward, gulping nervously, kneeling before her as Linda lifted her legs, hooking her thick calves to his neck and reeling him forward, his face at her hairy sexy. "Show me..."

I laughed as Linda groaned and closed her strong thighs around Timmy's face. The second round of fireworks had begun...



Timmy's Talented Tongue Ch. 03



To say my Fourth of July night was interesting is putting it mildly. It had resulted in one of the biggest orgasms of my 59-year-old life at the end of a teenage boy's talented tongue, followed by my sucking him off on my deck and then fucking him as fireworks filled the air above us, ending with one of my best friends, Linda, catching us in the act and then, as she lay back on my bed, availing herself of the youngster's tongue herself as I watched.

Interesting indeed.

Linda laid on my bed, her meaty thighs locked securely on Timmy's face. I watched as she moaned to his tongue, grinding her hairy pussy into his mouth, that tongue - the longest and best I'd ever experienced - lancing deep inside her. She had made the lovely discovery of us fucking on my deck and we invited her in. Well, I invited her in, my stud Timmy boy, 18 and forever hard after cumming in first my mouth and then my pussy, was more or less awestruck as my short, meaty little friend Linda took me up on my offer.

She lay on the bed now, those short, compact thighs crushing Timmy's head as he ate her with reckless abandon, happily discovering his tongue's magic as she writhed on the end of it.

"FUCK!" she screamed, cupping his sucking head in her hands and pulling his tongue deeper inside her as she ground against his face, thighs quivering as they clamped around his ears. "Jesus CHRIST, Veronica, this kid's tongue...is sooooo fucking long, it's like a little, or not-so-little wet cock buried in my pussy!"

I laughed, and knelt beside her on the bed, both of our middle-aged bodies sweaty from the mid-summer heat. I felt Timmy's cum still hot inside me, some oozing out to coat the copious pussy hair I never shaved. I looked into the juncture of Linda's punishing thighs strapped to the young man's eager face and saw an abundance of matted hair there as well.

"You know, old friend," I said softly, sitting by Linda's head and lifting it to rest on my lap as I stroked her hair and face, leaning toward it, "my tongue isn't so bad, either..."

Linda beamed and reached for my head, pulling my lips to hers.

"I was hoping you'd say something like that," she giggled. "God, Veronica, I have always wanted you!"

And we kissed, lips mashed against each other's, tongues waging battle in our mouths, my somewhat long one stabbing inside, down her throat, swabbing her cheeks as she moaned and thrust harder against Timmy's trapped face. The kid was working it big time now, eyes tilted up to watch us two grannies making out like teenagers, my hands all over the thick tits swaying on her chest, her fingers reaching for my big brown nipples and twisting them in her chubby little fingers.

"Suck me, baby, suckle on me," I moaned, breaking the kiss and fisting my hanging white tits in her face, her lips hungrily seeking them out, tongue washing over the flesh and then attaching her sucking mouth to each thick nipple.

Linda was exploding into Timmy's mouth, her cum gushing down his throat and I could hear his desperate gulping of her juices as he remained imprisoned in her meaty, lusty thighs, finishing his work. Linda relaxed her legs and let her lazy tongue drift up my tits and to my neck, suckling at the thick folds of tanned flesh there. I moaned and felt my cum-soaked pussy get wetter.

"Is he still in you baby?" Linda laughed, looking at the cum-matted pussy hair between my slender thighs. "How about I clean that out for ya?"

"You don't have to ask twice, girlfriend," I laughed.

I swung my legs over her face as she laid back, Timmy still swabbing at her hairy cunt with that tremendous tongue, bringing her thighs back around his neck to hold his face in place. I sat on Linda's face, my knees spreading out, my soaked cunt smack on her lips and she growled with pleasure at the first rush of sticky cum gushing from me, gobbling it down with relish, and grinding against Timmy's face again.

Her own tongue wasn't so bad, either, as it stabbed up inside me, scooping out any of his cum I may have not forced out in a sticky river, lapping at my pussy walls and ingesting every drop of the young man's seed. I shivered in orgasm as she cleaned me, sucking out the creampie, wetting her face with my juices and his as she shuddered in a quick orgasm against Timmy's mouth.

When Linda's gripping thighs went slack and Timmy came up for air, we both looked down at the gorgeous, stiff cock bobbing from his loins. We laughed.

"The kid is a machine, baby," I said, dismounting Linda's cum-soaked face and leaning down to lap it clean, sharing the residue with her in a tongue-lashing kiss. "Stays hard forever..."

"Fuck me, baby," Linda snarled, reaching out with her little legs to wrap around Timmy's skinny waist and pull him to her. "Fuck this granny good!"

He drove forward, fisting his cock at the entrance of her hairy cunt, going balls deep in one stroke, making Linda scream in pleasure as she kept her legs scissored around him, giving him enough room to pull back and power forward, his big beautiful balls slapping off the thick pads of her abundant, white ass. I watched them fuck for awhile, leaning between them to kiss my friend, and then Timmy, sucking his amazing tongue down my throat.

"Gimme that tongue again, baby," I cooed, flipping over to my hands and knees, my pussy above Linda's face that she immediately attacked with her mouth, lapping through the creamy fur to dribble my thick clit. "Right up my ass!!"

Timmy leaned forward, spreading my slender ass cheeks in his hands, exposing the hairy ring of my asshole and attached his mouth to it, flutter fucking it, that amazingly long tongue spearing it, drilling deep inside. I went wild feeling his tongue fuck my tight asshole, clenching the muscles of my anal walls, sucking him in deeper, milking it like a wet cock. His face was buried in my granny buns, the smooth skin dimpled and relaxed and folding around his face, smothering him. I laughed as I heard him struggle to breathe, occasionally stopping his frantic rimming to suck in air and return his face inside my commanding rump.

"Fuck it, Timmy, fuck that asshole with your tongue, that's it," I snarled, hunching my ass into his sucking face as Linda sucked on my clit below while he filled her with his cock. "Baby, lick me, lick me good, Linda, fuck...gonna cum for you both!!"

And I did, snapping my hips, banging my hunching ass into and around Timmy's face and down onto Linda's moaning mouth, flooding her with my woman cream that she eagerly gobbled down. I finally pulled away from Timmy's tongue, freeing it from my asshole, and flopped to the bed as he continued to pound at Linda's cunt. He tugged her scissoring legs from his sides and bent her legs up, now washing that incredible tongue over the feet at his face, washing them from heel to toes and sucking each with his mouth. She moaned in pleasure watching his long tongue slither between her toes, gobbling down the sandy residue from her walk on the beach.

"FUCK, that's so hot!" she screamed, cumming against his cock as he cleaned her feet. "Suck it baby, suck those toes, suck the fucking stink and dirt outta there!"

"Oh, God, Mrs. Schuster, your feet...smell so bad...taste so bad..." Timmy moaned deliriously, fitting as many toes into his mouth as he could, that long tongue washing over them and half way down each foot stuck in his throat. "FUCK!!"

She came when he did, clamping down on his exploding dick and draining the third load from the dear boy in less than an hour, cumming from the sheer heat and force of his spewing spunk deep inside her. He collapsed on her, that tongue snaking out to lick the meaty flesh of her neck and down to her sweat-soaked tits.

"God, I need that cock in my asshole so bad," I groaned, pushing Timmy back, his wet schlong separating from Linda's soaked cunt with a squishy sound.

I knelt between Linda's splayed meaty thighs, looking at the spunk-matted pussy and the thick bubble of white in between her cunt lips, smacking my own and diving in to suck it out. She growled in pleasure feeling my face at her gushing hole, forcing it out, feeding me his sperm as she laced her tireless thighs around me, holding me tight. I wiggled my ass back at the kneeling Timmy who watched me clean his cum from my friend's cunt, stroking his still-hard prick and shuffling forward on his knees.

"Up your ass, really?" he asked in astonishment, looking into the soaked hole freshly wet from his tongue fucking. "I...never did that before!"

"Then you're in for a treat, stud," I snarled from the cummy confines of Linda's cunt, wiggling my butt and feeling him feed his dick to my asshole. "Oh, God, YES!!"

It was a surreal scene to say the least, a blur of the sound of Timmy's pounding my asshole and my mouth sucking wetly at Linda's cummy pussy, the scent of her sex filling my nostrils and soul, and the taste of her cum and his thick and tangy in my mouth. Timmy lasted through three more of Linda's orgasms, each of hers with a relaxing of her thighs before re-tightening around my neck to suck me to her pussy, squeezing me, undulating her thick hips up and into my face where my tongue slavishly serviced her. His cum was long gone from her pussy and in my belly, but hers continued to fill my cheeks and smear my face as she rode me to skull-squeezing orgasms, again and again.

I felt Timmy stiffen and bury himself to the balls in my ass and the jets of cum filling my bowels as he unloaded his fourth blast of the evening, his cock starting to soften in my asshole as he slowed and finally leaned over my back, panting, licking the sweat from my shoulder blades and neck, his balls nestled against my thighs.

"God...so tired...you...you ladies drained me..." he panted, pulling himself out of me, his wet, wilting dick slapping against his hard young thigh.

"We'll give you time to recover, young man," I laughed. 

Timmy sat back on the bed as Linda and I melted into each other's arms, making out like teenagers and she finally licking her way down my tits and belly and laying me on my side, she doing the same, in a 69 position. She lifted my slender leg and moaned looking at my ass, open, wet, wide and inviting.

"Dammit, this boy's loads are so fucking big!" she laughed, nuzzling her face up my ass and attaching her mouth to the dripping hole, my thighs closing around her ears to hold her in place. "So fucking tasty, too!"

"Girl, you are NASTY!" I laughed, feeling her mouth suck at my anal ring, her tongue burrowing inside to scoop out Timmy's load. "Yeah, baby, eat that cum from my asshole, eat it good, baby."

I lifted Linda's meaty leg and dove in, my mouth at her asshole, tonguing it deep and wet, stabbing it over and over and feeling her meaty thighs tighten around my neck, scissoring me to her. We both rubbed our pussies on each other's chin as we groaned, thighs quaking, asses rippling in meaty waves as we cleaned each other's assholes. I looked up past Linda's flexing butt cheeks to Timmy, who watched wide-eyed, stroking his cock back hard again.

We came together, our legs locked out straight and asses pounding each other's faces before we each let go and flopped back on the bed, panting, our faces soaked. I curled a finger to Timmy and pointed to my soaked chin and cheeks, and he scurried over to lap Linda's cum from me, slobbering wetly at the task and then doing the same to Linda, who giggled as he worked.

"Wow, what's next?" she laughed, sitting up and looking at Timmy's long, hard dick.

"I have an idea, honey," I said, a sexual light bulb going off in my head. "Timmy, on your back, now!"

The boy obeyed, lying flat between us.

"Let's see how limber the kid is," I laughed, straddling Timmy's face in my squatting thighs and feeling his tongue dig deep into my hairy pussy. "Linda, give me his legs."

Linda's eyes brightened.

"I love your mind, dirty girl," she laughed, kneeling at Timmy's feet and hoisting his legs up and over his head until his knees straddled it.

I pulled off his face, pinning it between my knees, his hard dick inches away from his mouth. He looked up at me fearfully.

"Mrs...uh...I'm not sure..." he stammered.

"Oh, but we are, Timmy," I cooed, stroking his dick and pulling it toward his mouth. "You're pretty flexible, young man, I think you can do this."

"Yeah, suck your cock, Timmy, suck it for us!" Linda laughed, pushing harder on Timmy's legs, his dick now brushing his lips. "Stick that tongue out, now!!"

Timmy tentatively obeyed and we both shuddered in pre-orgasmic splendor at the sight of his long tongue lapping at the head and halfway down the long shaft. His eyes met mine, and I gave him an approving nod.

"Nice, Timmy, very nice," I growled, jerking his dick faster, popping the head into his mouth to suck, his lips wrapping around a good few inches. "Fuck, that's so hot..."

"He may need a little encouragement for the last load," Linda giggled.

I watched and laughed as my friend buried her face in Timmy's open ass, pulling his cheeks open, and drilling her tongue into his asshole, licking him long and deep and wet. Timmy cried out at the intrusion, his eyes closed, sucking his own cock harder now, my hand picking up the pace, stroking what wasn't in his mouth. Linda slurped madly at his hole, mouth mashed tight to the outside, fluttering her tongue inside. With one hand, she squeezed his big, hairless balls in her chubby fingers, mauling the meat of them, feeling his rectum tighten on her tongue.

"Ahuuuummmmm," she growled, sucking harder at his asshole, licking deeper, squeezing his nuts harder.

"Fuck him!" I hissed, jerking his cock with my left hand, fingering my pussy with my right, looking down at Timmy's face squeezed in my knees. "Fuck his ass!"

Linda smiled and pulled her face away. She sat up and very slowly and deliberately extended a middle finger and shoved it all the way into Timmy's virginal ass, the boy screaming in pleasure around his cock, his cheeks puffed out to take more of his own dick. Linda fingered his ass harder and deeper, sawing into him, then tucking another finger in, and another, three fingers pounding into Timmy's asshole as he blew himself and I jacked him off.

"FUCK!" Linda bellowed, fingering her own pussy with her other hand as she finger fucked Timmy's asshole. "Damn, this kid can take it! Make him cum, baby, make him cum in his own fucking mouth!"

He didn't need much encouragement with Linda's fingers stabbing his prostate, his mouth sucking the first few inches of his cock and me stroking the rest. He groaned, eyes shooting open wide to look up at me as I felt his dick stiffen in my pulsating fingers and he filled his own mouth with his fifth load of the night. He screamed in pleasure, gulping down what he could, and opening his mouth wide to take the rest as it popped from his lips and I continued to stroke him. Thick gobs of his cum splattered all over his face, lips and tongue as his orgasm waned, and Linda slowly pulled her fingers from his asshole.

We let his legs flop back to the bed, and we lay next to him, one on either side, Linda's hands cupping his nuts, my hand stroking the deflating cock, both of us lapping the seed from his smiling face and kissing him with it, our two tongues washing over his long one that stuck up between us.

"Happy Fourth of July, baby," I cooed, sucking his tongue and tasting his hot cream. "Was it a good one?"

"The best," he grinned, turning to let Linda suck on his tongue and kissing her deeply, sharing the load. "The best ever."

"That makes three of us, kid," Linda laughed, finally laying back, exhausted. "Now, let's get some sleep - and see what kinda of fifth of July we can have..."

We laughed, snuggled up to our exhausted boy toy and slept the night away...



Timmy's Talented Tongue Ch. 04



My Fourth of July had been fruitful. At my usual gathering of friends at my house, Timmy, a shy, handsome 18-year-old friend of the family, had come by. Quite unexpectedly, and delightedly so, I, and then later my sexy old girlfriend Linda, drained the young stud dry, between us milking six gorgeous loads from him, all the while enjoying his talented tongue, easily the longest and most proficient either of us had ever utilized.

The last came in a most interesting fashion: We'd bent flexible teen Timmy almost in half, and finger fucked his tight young asshole while he sucked at his own dick to completion, all three of us sharing the juicy treasure. 

Calling the night's activities as incredible doesn't do it justice.

As it played out, Linda, a sexy 62-year-old blonde granny, became my new lesbian lover, thanks to last night's adventure, both of us exploring each other, as we did Timmy, with a passion for each other we'd too long ignored. Incredible once again. 

My name is Veronica Leonard, a fairly sexy GILF myself, if I do say so. I am long and lean and well muscled at 59, nicely offsetting beefy little Linda's thicker, Rubenesque body. Timmy seemed smitten by both of us, and our wealth of experience and willingness to experiment.

That night, in my pantry, I'd inadvertantly discovered the amazingly long tongue of young Timmy as he licked cake icing off his arm. One delightful thing led to another, and I had the dear boy oralize me right there on the pantry counter, grinding his face wetly, using it with reckless abandon and later, after my guests had migrated to the beach near my house to watch fireworks, I'd taken Timmy's first load in my mouth on my upstairs deck. We then made love, fireworks erupting in the sky and Timmy in me. Linda caught us, happily so, and joined the activities. 

Now, as dawn broke and we slept on either side of our sexy young stud, Linda and I woke at the same time. We looked down: Timmy's gorgeous long cock was stiff as a board under the sheet. We laughed.

"Think he's ready for a full day?" she laughed, peeling back the sheet and bending to pop the meaty head into her slightly wrinkled mouth, fondling his big balls in one hand.

"Oh, I think so, and even if he's not, we certainly are," I cooed, licking and chewing on Timmy's erect young nipples.

He roused, remembering where he was, smiling down at the two old gals working him over, all of us stark naked. My pussy and ass were still wet from Timmy's copious loads last night, as was Linda's, our big bushes matted, sweaty and ripe. I looked up at Timmy and smiled.

"Hungry, baby?" I purred, licking up to his mouth to suck that amazing four-inch tongue into mine. "Feel like a little breakfast?"

"Sure thing, Mrs. Leonard, I'm starving!" he laughed.

"Good," I snarled, suddenly leaping up to squat on his surprised face, my nasty hairy cunt right on his mouth. "Get busy eating, there's probably some our cum left over from last night!"

"You are so fucking bad, Veronica Leonard, you really are!" Linda laughed, popping the boy's wet dick from her mouth and smiling as she wetly whacked it in her meaty little hand watching me smother the boy in a thrusting facesit. "You really are!"

I just smiled, hanging onto the headboard, and grinding away at Timmy's face, that impossibly long tongue cracking through the dried sweat and cum of my silvery bush, spearing deep inside me, scooping out his cummy residue of the night before, groaning as he worked, fighting for air. I pinched my tight tanned thighs around his face, grinding on his nose, cumming quickly, and wetly, flooding his sucking mouth with my juices that mixed with his. I climbed off and Linda quickly took over, reverse sitting his smeared face, ramming her hairy little asshole to his mouth.

"Suck, boy," she growled in the 69, fisting his cock into my mouth as I knelt between his legs sucking him. "Clean my nasty old asshole! FUCK, that tongue, it's SO FUCKING LONG!!"

It didn't take much to put Linda over the edge as she worked her hairy, sweaty quim on Timmy's lapping face, grinding herself off as he greedily cleaned her butt, and I sucked his beautiful young cock until he groaned, nearing orgasm.

"Not yet, boy, not yet," I laughed, getting him just to the point of no return and popping my mouth off his dick, a single dollop of cum straining to fill the eye. "We have plans for you!"

Playfully, Linda lapped up that tiny gob of goo and kissed Timmy with it, swapping the creamy treat between their mouths, Linda's eyes going wide as the boy thrust his long tongue inside.

"I just cannot get over the size of that tongue," she sighed, sucking it like a small, wet cock before jumping out of bed. "You really are amazing, son, truly amazing."

We showered, Linda and I, playing with each other in the steamy, soapy heat, making Timmy stand and watch, eyes wide open, cock rock hard - which we forbid him from touching. After he showered and we ate, we made plans to hit the nearby beach on this gorgeous summer day, packing up snacks, drinks, and chairs, making Timmy carry all of it, including a portable beach cabana, a large, roomy structure that provides shelter from sun and wind.

We set up at the beach, down the far, less crowded end, watching the rest of the beach fill up. We'd occasionally lay outside in the sun, sneaking inside the cabana, the open end of which faced away from the crowd toward a nearby fence separating the beach from a multi-million dollar summer home, the three of kissing, hugging and making Timmy absolutely crazy, denying him orgasm at every turn.

"Please, Mrs. Schuster...Mrs. Leonard...PLEASE let me cum!" he begged as we lay on either side of him, feeding him our sexy, wrinkled old tits and playing with his perpetually hard dick.

"Denial makes one stronger, boy," Linda giggled, squeezing his balls until he screamed in pain, quelling his urge to cum.

She then climbed atop his face, riding it, pulling aside the bottom of her tight one-piece blue suit, forcing her hairy pussy to his mouth and grunting toward the inevitable as the boy struggled to breathe in his hirsute prison, hard cock bobbing helplessly. I laughed and went back into the sun in my modest two piece white suit.

Down the beach I noticed Susan, an old friend and old maid, a divorcee who was shy and didn't date much. She was a beautiful 64 year old silver-haired woman, short and slender, with creamy skin and a sad smile.

Without question, she could use a dose of Timmy's talented tongue, I thought to myself, listening to Linda's urgent grunts from inside the cabana as she creamed on the boy's trapped face.

"Sweetheart, we've got company," I said as Susan neared, her head cocked at the noise within. "Be a dear and dismount our slave boy for a moment would you? He's far too good to keep to ourselves, I really think we should share."

Linda slipped from the cabana, sitting next to me in a lounge chair, watching Susan approach in her bright yellow one piece.

"Yeah, poor thing's been without for god knows how long," she sighed. "Why the hell not?"

"Indeed," I said as Susan came closer. "Susan, so nice to see you again!"

We made small talk as she stood, Susan looking suspiciously at the cabana from which a few moments later Timmy stumbled. His cock, though softened, was still clearly visible, outlined in his yellow bathing trunks. Susan's pretty brown eyes went wide.

"Uh, what..." she started to say.

"Susan, this is Timmy," I said politely, noting Susan's open mouth and wide eyes as they drifted to the boy's crotch, his big cock twitching. "And Timmy, this is Mrs. O'Brien. Now be a good boy, and give our old friend your special treat."

"Treat?" Susan said warily.

I laughed and tapped my finger on Timmy's lips. With a shy smile, he slowly extended that tongue, firm and fleshy, every luscious inch, wiggling it in a blur before Susan's stunned brown eyes.

"You don't mean..." she said, incredulously.

"Oh," Linda sighed, "we do, we do..."

"But...I'm...he's just a boy...and it's not..." she stammered uncertainly.

"Shhh, shhh, enjoy, girl, enjoy!" I laughed, patting her sweet fanny, making her jump.

Timmy graciously offered his hand to Susan, the startled blonde numbly taking it, walking into the cabana, smiling weakly at us as she went. Linda and I sat, sipping our frozen margaritas, watching the ocean, and listening to the groans soon coming from the cabana.

"It's nice to help others isn't it?" I said, palming Linda's thick thigh next to me.

"Sure is," she sighed, moaning as my finger tucked under her suit bottom, fingering her wet fur. "Damn, it sure is..."

We listened for awhile longer until curiosity got the better of me. I left Linda as lookout and snuck around the side of the cabana, peering in. Susan's mouth was open in a silent scream, her slender tanned thighs quivering in a tight scissor lock around Timmy's groaning head. His moans, and the juicy sloshing noise of his tongue working Susan's gorgeously furry cunt, were the only sounds to be heard.

"Oh! Oh! OH!!" Susan squeaked as she thumped her pussy into Timmy's face, cupping his head in her hands and smothering the poor obedient oral slave in her muscular old thighs and gushing pussy. "OH MY GOD! SO BIG SO BIG!!"

She finally stopped cumming, releasing her gripping thighs from his face, which shone with her orgasm, likely her first in ages, and certainly the best. He leaned up, smiling.

"Was it good, Mrs. O'Brien?" he asked, running that tongue over his lips.

"Oh my GOD, was it ever!" she marveled, stroking his face, cleaning her cum from it and popping her wet fingers into his mouth, that tongue washing over them. "It's been so long since I came like that...damn, I have NEVER cum like that!"

I knew it. She pulled herself together and exited the cabana on shaky legs, smiling at us.

"Thank you so much," she purred in a sated voice. "I...I don't know what to say!"

"Say you'll tell your friends!" I said impulsively. "The more the merrier!"

"You...you sure?" she asked uncertainly, watching Timmy stumble from the cabana, a goofy grin on his cum-streaked face.

"Oh shit, why not?" Linda laughed.

We watched her walk back down the beach, and in due time, talk to another friend who happened by. We sipped our drinks as Timmy swilled a soda.

"Is that...Meredith?" I asked, squinting, holding my hand over my eyes.

"I think so, yeah," Linda said. "Damn, she looks good. Lost weight. Except in that ass, she always had a very fine ass for an old broad."

"How old?" I asked.

"Gotta be 65, 66, but damn, she's built," Linda growled. "Wouldn't mind a shot at that myself."

"Now, now, Linda, we're sharing today, remember?" I laughed. "Wow, she's coming this way!"

Sure enough, Meredith strolled up the beach, her brown hair with sexy streaks of gray in it bobbing on her shoulders, a sly smile on her face. She wore a very tight blue one piece, accentuating her rather impressive bosom and hugging that incredible ass, high and tight for someone her age. Her skin was nut brown from the sun.

"Girls, how are we today?" she said in sing-song voice as she approached, eyeing Timmy and not looking at us. "Your cute little friend here...I understand he's a very talented young man!"

"Susan tell you that?" I asked, licking my lips looking at Meredith's delicious body, her thighs meaty and muscular.

"She did indeed," she cooed. "Now, you don't mind do you?"

Meredith's a brassy sort, bossy and bullying, her husband the stereotypical henpecked spouse, never arguing with his strong-willed wife. So why should we, I figured, waving her by with my hand.

"Enjoy, my dear," I laughed. "Whatever you want, he'll do it."

"Oh, I know, I know," she said, ducking into the cabana, affording us a quick glimpse of her rather large but shapely white ass peeking from the suit bottom, offset by her magnificent tanned legs, thick and somewhat saggy.

"Now then, boy, on your knees, behind me," we heard Meredith say with a dominant husky tone to her voice. "Your nose. Here. Right here."

We could only imagine she was pointing to her butt, and that was confirmed a second later when we heard Timmy groan and cough.

"I've been lounging on the beach all day, I am a little sweaty," she laughed. "Now smell it. And then clean it. Here, let me pull my suit out of the way."

"God, ma'am, it's so..." Timmy said in hushed tone.

"Hairy?" Meredith laughed with a throaty growl. "Oh, yes, it is quite hairy. Now SMELL IT!"

Linda and I roared as we heard Timmy's desperate sniffs from inside the cabana, deep inhalations followed by coughing, and more sniffing. I couldn't bear not seeing this, so I snuck around the corner, where I saw Meredith's big white ass spread in her hands, Timmy's face squarely in the middle. She spotted me over her shoulder and smiled.

"It's quite all right, Veronica, I don't mind an audience," she sighed. "Perhaps you can maneuver our young slave's face deeper in my ass, if you don't mind."

"No, not at all," I laughed. "That's what friends are for."

I knelt and pushed the back of Timmy's head, ramming his nose deeply inside Meredith's hirsute rectum, which really was quite hairy now that I looked at it up close, a thick tuft of dark hair ringing the moist hole that Timmy's nose was a prisoner of. I laughed and grabbed his hair, pumping his head, fucking her butt hole with it. Meredith groaned, and reached under herself and between her thick thighs to frig her pussy, which was even hairier than her anus.

"Now, lick, boy, lick that asshole clean!" she snarled.

"I love your attitude, girl!" I laughed, pulling Timmy's nose from her asshole and moving his mouth to the wrinkly pucker. "Show her what you got, boy! Nice and slow, let her enjoy it..."

Slowly, Timmy extended his tongue and I watched it spear the fur, then part the puckered walls, and inch by inch, burrow inside Meredith's sweaty asshole. The dominant woman let out a low, throaty groan as he wormed his talented tongue fully into her rectum, and then started ramming it in and out. Meredith's fingers worked furiously in her thatch, drubbing her engorged clit.

"FUCK!" she howled. "Dammit, that is one HUGE tongue!"

"HA!" Linda laughed, peering into the cabana, keeping an eye down the beach for unwanted visitors who might not be so accepting of our activities.

She came within minutes of frigging her pussy, Timmy's long tongue flickering in and out of her butt hole the entire time, his wide-open eyes pressed into the creamy meat of her bum. She hunched her butt against his face as she came, those big, smooth orbs quivering and quaking as they undulated against his cheeks and forehead, just about burying him inside the fleshy mounds as I held him firmly inside. She finally stopped cumming and with a naughty giggled, farted in his face, knocking him backwards where he sat up, rubbing the granny ass stink from his nose and mouth.

"Well now," Meredith cooed, pulling her suit back into place over her ample cheeks and turning to face me for a quick, tongue-lashing kiss, our arms around each other. "Thank you, Veronica, that was quite special."

"Hey, I'm here too ya know!" Linda said, playfully pushing me aside for her own tongue-probing lip-lock with the sexy woman.

Timmy watched, his cock throbbing in his bathing suit. Meredith looked at it and smiled.

"Should we perhaps give him release?" she asked. "Poor boy is about to burst, I think!"

"Fuck no!" Linda laughed. "We drained him last night, and building him up for later. Six orgasms in one night, but the kid woke up hard as a rock between us this morning!"

"Good to know he's a repeater," Meredith sighed. "That WILL cum in handy!"

She scampered out of the cabana, sashaying down the beach, her abundant ass slipping around the sides of her suit bottom. Linda and I watched as she chatted up another friend, the single, spectacular but shy Sheri Colburn, nearly six feet tall and quite slender, with auburn hair and a tiny but delicious-looking set of tits. She listened to Meredith, her mouth falling open and looking our way. Linda and I shot her a wave and smiled.

"Poor thing, she doesn't date much either, from what I hear," I said.

"Damn shame, she's really gorgeous," Linda sighed. "You'd never know she was 63...doesn't look much older than early 50s, wouldn't you say?"

"Definitely, and those little tits are sooooo cute, but guess she's embarrassed about them," I sighed. "Oh, goodie, here she comes! Timmy, you ready for more?"

"Yes, Mrs. Leonard," the boy groaned from the cabana.

"You better not be touching yourself, young man!" Linda said sternly, winking at me.

"No, ma'am," he moaned.

Sheri approached in her rather sexy two piece white suit, her limbs long and angular and sinewy, deeply tanned and shapely. Her beautiful little tits barely pushed out against her suit top.

"Uh, hi Linda, Veronica," she said shyly. "I was just talking to Meredith...and she was telling me...well, some interesting things."

"Yes, indeed, it's all true!" I laughed, standing to give her a hug, her tight, angular body pressed to mine. "Please, do avail yourself of his services, he's quite talented."

"I'm just so...well, my..." she said demurely, looking down at her little tits and then back at me.

"Not to worry, darling!" Linda laughed, crawling into the cabana to instruct Timmy, Sheri and I listening to her tell the boy to focus his attention on her 'superb little boobies' as she put it.

"He's all yours, baby," Linda said, coming out of the cabana and winking at Sheri.

Sheri looked uncertain, but shrugged, smiled and ducked into the cabana. Moments later, we heard her groan.

"Oh my GOD!" she cried. "That's so...big! Oh, just like that, please, just like that...oh my God, your fingers are so...so...oh my GOD!"

Linda and I couldn't resist, ducking to either side of the cabana and looking in. Sheri was on her back, her long, tight legs spread, Timmy's talented fingers frigging her shaven pussy, which glistened with her juices, his long middle digit pumping in and out, his thumb furiously rubbing Sheri's sexy, engorged clit. His head was on her upper chest, that insanely long tongue extended down and flickering madly across Sheri's wonderfully thick, long nipples, dribbling across the sensitive flesh of one, then darting across the divide to lavish attention on the other.

Sheri's eyes were closed, her face contorted into a sexy frown, biting her upper lip as Timmy's tongue lapped at each tiny tit, sweeping across those big brown nipples. His thumb picked up the pace, and he inserted three more fingers into her, Sheri's entire long body trembling, her thighs and calves shaking as Timmy worked her to orgasm, her hand twisted in his shaggy hair as his tongue tickled her tiny tits.

"SHIT!!" she screamed. "OH FUCK OH FUCK!!"

Linda and I giggled watching her lean body convulse and twist under the boy's talented tongue and fingers, snapping her thighs shut around his hand, the flesh quivering as she came on it, drenching it up to the wrist in her thick woman gel. His tongue slowed, lapping at each nipple. She finally stopped and relaxed, legs parting. Timmy smiled and pulled his fingers from her sopping pussy, wiping the creamy residue on her tits and extending his tongue, lapping it all clean. Sheri watched, her body writhing anew as he licked her tiny boobs clean, then up to suckle the slight sexy wattle of her neck.

"That was...amaaaaazing!" she cooed, framing his face in her bony hands and kissing him, sucking his long tongue into her mouth and bobbing her head on it.

She pulled herself together, fitting her suit back on, sitting up and dropping her hand to Timmy's crotch, palming the boy's big dick. Sheri had clearly been licked right out of her shy shell!

"Easy Sheri, sorry, we're saving that for later!" Linda laughed.




Timmy's Talented Tongue Ch. 04



Sheri giggled and climbed out of the cabana, hugging us both and walking away on shaking legs. We sat in our chairs, drinking our drinks, the sun slowly settling on the horizon and the beach getting emptier by the minute.

There's a bike path near the beach, and suddenly a bike appeared at the edge of the sand, a long, gorgeous older woman straddling it as she looked out over the sea. It was Becky, a friend of ours, a stunning 63-year-old shaggy-haired brunette. Becky was a free spirit, single and sexy, a hippie chick who wore no makeup, nor did she need to. Her high cheekbones and angular features were all she needed. There was barely a wrinkle on her well kept body.

And I might add, Becky is natural in many ways: She doesn't shave, her legs or her armpits. Or, Linda and I imagined, her pussy. She wore a tiny tight pair of cut-off jeans, her sinewy legs long and very muscular, and a tight t-shirt. She was soaked with sweat as she dropped her bike and walked to us, smiling.

"Ladies," she laughed, "I just ran into a friend of ours, Meredith, as she was walking home. She had a very interesting story to tell."

"It's not a story, Becky," I smiled, nodding to the cabana. "It's all true!"

"Do you suppose?" she asked, curling a thumb toward it.

"Mi casa est su casa!" Linda laughed, escorting her to the cabana where they knelt and looked inside. "Timmy, another customer!"

"Uh, OK, Mrs. Schuster," he said warily, eyeing the hairy legs of our friend, streaking down her shins and calves, in lesser volume but no less noticeable on her solid, tanned thighs. "If...you say so."

"Oh, we say so," Linda laughed.

We heard Becky purring as she pulled off her clothes and Timmy's astonished gasp.

"Wow," he said. "Your armpits...your pus...your...wow..."

We had to see, so Linda and I sneaked a peek. Becky laid on her back, smiling, naked and arms up, exposing thick swatches of dark brown hair, soaking wet.

"Suck them, lick them, my armpits are very sensitive and I love it when a young man worships them," she said in a throaty growl.

Timmy sighed, wincing slightly at the funky aroma of her right pit as he lay next to her, extending his tongue. Becky's eyes widened at the sight of it, and she thrust a hand into the hairiest pussy we'd ever seen, thick and dark, sweaty and glistening. The bush extended to her tight, lower belly, and coated the inside of her muscular upper thighs.

The boy did his job, lapping through the fur, his long tongue spearing it, tasting the sweat of the hair and flesh of her armpit, moaning as he grew accustomed to the smell and flavor, watching Becky's hairy, sinewy forearm ripple as she worked her pussy. He switched sides, lapping at the other hairy armpit, Becky moaning madly and then grabbing his head, directing her to her legs.

"Lick," she cooed, rubbing Timmy's mouth on her hairy shins, the boy's long tongue sweeping out and over them, so long it extended to the insides of her calves, licking the sweat into his mouth. "Nice, very nice...now...here!"

She expertly swung her legs around his head, clamping her thighs around it, burying the poor boy's face in her sweaty thatch, grinding and moaning. Her eyes widened as Timmy thrust his talented tongue deep inside her, fucking her with it, the wet sounds echoing in the cabana and her thighs tightened around his ears.

"My clit!" she groaned, head snapping from side to side. "Use that fucking tongue on my clit!!"

She loosened her scissor grip on his head to allow him enough space to snake his tongue out of her dripping hole and up through the copious, sweaty mass of pussy hair, the tip of it dancing in a blur at the thick pink clit peeking through. She went wild, hands twisting at her nipples, hips swiveling side to side, feet pounding the sand next to her as she came long, hard and wet over Timmy's face. A thick geyser of woman cum squirted out, a gooey stream of female spunk that squirted out like a firehose, drenching the stunned boy's face, coating him from forehead to neck. 

"Holy shit, I've never seen anyone squirt like that, it's like a fucking porno clip!" Linda laughed.

Becky's orgasm abated slowly, her hips moving side to side, her thighs slipping wetly over and around Timmy's face. She released him, legs falling slack and open. The boy rolled over, his cock throbbing in his suit, a huge wet spot marking his frustration. His face was positively soaked with Becky's orgasmic get.

"Mmmm, that was nice, boy, really nice," Becky cooed, rolling to her side and kissing Timmy, lapping her thick juices from his face and kissing him, his long tongue stabbing inside her mouth. "Mmmmmm..."

They kissed for a moment longer, then Becky slowly dressed, a sated look on her pretty face. She kissed us both goodbye, climbed on her bike and pedaled away, those sexy, hairy legs pumped with muscle, gleaming with sweat. We let Timmy rest in the cabana as we relaxed in our chairs, watching the last of the beachgoers leave as dusk neared.

"I think Timmy's ready to be milked again tonight," Linda sighed, sipping the last of our drinks.

"He'll be so ready..."

"Indeed," I smiled, reaching for her silky thigh and squeezing it. "And so are we."

We were about to pack up when we saw a solitary figure down the beach, coming from the road, an elderly woman. She was striding purposefully toward us and as she neared, we could see the anger in her face.

"Houston," Linda said. "We have a problem."

"What...who is that?" I asked, squinting.

"Pat Voller," she sighed. "Timmy's grandmother!"

"Oh, shit, she does not look happy," I said warily.

"TIMOTHY!" Pat cried out as she neared, wearing shorts that revealed her exquisite legs, though wrinkled and saggy were amazingly shapely for a woman pushing 70. "TIMOTHY!"

"OH FUCK!" we heard Timmy gasp from inside the cabana before he stumbled out. "Grandma?"

Pat stormed up to us, her great shock of curly gray hair bobbing atop her pretty head, her stern mouth lined with a lovely pucker of wrinkles. She walked past us and up to Timmy, whose head hung down.

"I've just heard what's been going on here, young man, is it true?" she snarled, grabbing his face and turning it to look at her. "Is it true? You've been...oralizing old women, right here on the beach, in that cabana?"

He cast his eyes at us. We shrugged.

"Uh, Pat, perhaps I should explain," I started to say.

"There's nothing to explain," Pat growled, not looking at us but straight at the humbled teen. "I don't blame you, it's not your fault. But this young man should know better, he's been raised better than that!"

"But Grandma...it's just that...I can't...I mean..." he stammered.

"What, you can't help but put your tongue in their...their VAGINAS!" she shrieked.

"Not just vaginas," Linda giggled, as I shot her a shussing look.

"Oh, not just vaginas, but their..their bummies, too, from what I understand?" she growled. "Oh, Timmy, Timmy, Timmy, you are such a naughty young boy who needs to be punished!"

She grabbed his ear, making him howl, twisting him toward the cabana, looking at us for approval. We nodded, pointing to the cabana, and smiled at one another. 

"Now lie across Grandma's legs, young man, and take your medicine!"

Slapping sounds followed as Pat rained down with her hand on Timmy's ass, spanking him, making him scream in pain, over and over again, punctuated between slaps with "You bad, bad boy!" Then the spanking stopped for a moment.

"Grandma, no!"

"Yes, Timmy, I can't spank you properly with your bathing suit on!"

"Holy shit, this is getting interesting," Linda cooed, kneeling with me to peer inside the cabana.

Pat had the boy's trunks down, draping him over her lovely old legs, his bare ass white but not for long. Another series of spanks, the poor boy howling, left his gorgeous young ass fiery red as Pat worked him over. Then she stopped, eyes wide.

"What is...oh my GOD, Timothy! Is that...is that your ERECTION pressing between your grandmother's thighs! IS IT?"

"I can't help it!" he screamed. "Please, Grandma, no more, no more!"

"Does your grandmother's spanking turn you on, is that it?" she snapped, slapping his ass over and over again, driving him down to involuntarily fuck Pat's superbly wrinkled thighs. "Oh my God, Timothy, oh my God!"

She punished him as we watched, then stopped again.

"Is it the spanking that has you so...so..hard, or is it...do you...oh my God, Timothy, would my own hairy vagina turn you on, too!" she shrieked. "I cannot believe this...well, there's only one way to find out!"

We couldn't believe it as Pat slithered out of her short shorts, and even her top, sitting naked now in the cabana, as Timmy cowered in a corner, eyeing her as she spread her thighs to show her furry pussy, a thick, gray-white thatch of hair that gleamed with moisture. She glared at him, pointing to it.

"Is this what turns you on, Timothy!" she snarled. "Kneel, here, look at it!"

He shambled over on his knees, his huge dick looking as if it would explode. She saw it and shook her head.

"I cannot believe this, you're even MORE erect looking at this!" she growled. "And look, look at the wetness you've left on my thighs!"

She pointed to her inner wobbly thigh flesh, streaked with huge strands of Timmy's precum from the spanking moments before.

"Lick that off, Timothy, get that disgusting fluid off your grandmother's thighs!"

He gulped and bent between them, that long tongue trembling as he extended it, gingerly lapping his juice off Pat's jiggling thighs, the flesh wrinkled and sagging but looking so incredibly sexy as it did. She leaned back on her arms, her thick tits hanging to the sides, her neck wattle folding under her chin as she tucked it to her chest.

"Oh, Timmy, Timmy, Timmy, is this what you like, using that long, long tongue on old women?" she groaned. "I supposed you like THIS, too?"

Linda and I gasped as Pat grabbed the boy's head and rammed his face right into her hairy cunt, slamming her meaty thighs so viciously hard around it the sound rang out crisply off the walls of the cabana. She punched her thighs together in a meaty clap and wrapped her feet together, squeezing Timmy's screaming face into the suffocating depths of her hairy pussy.

"LICK ME!" she screamed, hunching over his trapped face, cupping his head in her hands. "LICK GRANDMA NOW WITH THAT DISGUSTING, BIG TONGUE!!"

He obeyed, slicing his long tongue into the sweaty grip of his grandmother's cunt, thrusting it in and out, Pat screaming with pleasure, fucking his face, grinding her clit into his trapped nose. Timmy's face went blue in his grandma's crushing scissor, and we slid in the tent to watch more closely.

Pat looked up through heavily lidded eyes and winked at us.

"Be good girls now," she cooed, laying back and enjoying Timmy's tongue, unlocking her legs and holding them up under her knees, wiggling her feet. "And lick my feet!"

"Fuck yeah!" Linda moaned.

It was a surreal sight. Timmy lapped madly at his grandmother's soaking slit as she groaned, humping into his face, with Linda and I each taking a rather large, long foot and running our tongues up and down the wrinkled soles, tasting the salt of them, suckling her calloused heels and then licking between her dirty toes, sucking each of them like little cocks. Her feet tasted delicious, rank and raw and sweaty, and it drove her toward a crushing orgasm, her thighs quivering madly as she pumped her quim into her grandson's face, gushing out her gel all over it, nearly drowning him. Her orgasm abated and she dropped her feet to the sand, Timmy sitting back, astonished, panting for air, his face gleaming with his grandmother's orgasmic cream.

"Lie down, boy," she snarled, getting to her knees and pushing the obedient teen to his back. "Lift those legs!"

He didn't know what to expect and neither did we as he obeyed, lifting his legs up, his huge cock flopping halfway up his tight belly, his aching balls hanging full below. She laid down, her pretty, wrinkled face inches from them and looked up into his astonished eyes.

"One thing you probably didn't know," she said with a sly smile, using her fingers to part his ass cheeks, exposing his tight little hairless hole. "Is that long tongues run in the family!"

All three of us gasped as Pat slowly extended her tongue, slick and wet, pushing it out easily as far as Timmy could, and then beyond. The thing was huge, dwarfing even Timmy's six or more inches long, pointy and thick.

"This shouldn't take terribly long," she groaned, sucking it back in and putting her mouth on Timmy's asshole. "As if you deserve it, you filthy boy!"

"OH MY GOD!!" Timmy bellowed.

Pat slowly extended her tongue into his ass, inch by inch, fucking him with it, drilling it deep inside, her mouth open against his butt and now flutter fucking it in and out at blinding speed and causing the most deliciously sexy slurping sounds to echo in the tent, mixed with Timmy's groans and our gasps of astonishment. We watched as his dick trembled on his belly, oozing precum, his balls draped over his grandmother's wrinkled, cooing face. She rammed that incredible tongue deep inside him and held it there, apparently wiggling the tip against his prostate, which made him scream louder still.

And then he came. With no one touching it, his dick erupted from the sheer forbidden pleasure of his grandmother's long tongue burrowing deep in his asshole, thick jets of cum splashing his face, into his mouth, down his chest and belly. Linda and I could only watch, unable to move, transfixed by the sight of a near 70 year old woman ass tonguing a boy more than 50 years younger to a massive orgasm.

When it was done, she slurped her tongue from his ass, smiling, working her way up his nuts with it, then cock, then through the sheets of hot spunk on his belly and chest, curling thick clumps into her mouth. She leaned over him, his eyes wide open in disbelief, and kissed him, shooting his cum into his mouth, their long tongues washing over each other. Linda and I moaned, laying down next to them, licking more cum from him. Pat giggled, turning to each side to thrust that massive tongue of hers into our mouths, snowballing the incredible cream between us. When she finally stopped and sat back, our faces, Timmy's and hers were smeared completely with spunk.

"Well now," she sighed, pulling her clothes back on. "I do hope you've learned your lesson, young man!"

We could only watch as she slipped Timmy's trunks back on, the boy still wide eyed, unable to speak. We left the cabana and stood in the gathering darkness. Pat smiled at us, taking Timmy's hand.

"He's coming home with me, ladies," she said, walking with him down the beach. "I think I've earned him for the rest of the weekend. I promise, I loan him back to you - and the others and anyone else you can think of - when I'm done!"

"Holy...fucking...shit..." Linda sighed, watching them disappear into the dark.

"Yes," I said as we gathered up our stuff for the walk home. "I do hope she won't be too long!"



Timmy's Talented Tongue Ch. 05



We hadn't seen Timmy in awhile.

It was on Fourth of July that I had made the dear boy's sexy acquaintance, at a party at my house, discovering by happenstance how long his tongue was and then forcefully availing myself of the magic of that tongue in the pantry while my guests left for the beach to watch fireworks.

Later that evening, and into the wee hours, I shared his talents with my sexy friend, Linda, another wonderfully sexy older gal of 62, just three years older than me. And the next day at the beach, we'd "loaned" out the services of our oral slave, just about wearing out the 18-year-old's superb tongue.

But then, the last of a string of sexy older women who visited our cabana, took Timmy away. I suppose it was acceptable. After all, Pat, a beautiful sexy gal of 69, was the boy's grandmother.

"I miss that kid, Veronica, it's been over a week since she absconded with him," Linda sighed one day as we worked out at our local gym, honing our senior citizen bodies into firm muscle beneath somewhat saggy, sexily wrinkled skin. "God, that long tongue of his was amazing, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, I know, that boy certainly knew his way around a pussy," I laughed as we pedaled furiously on the stationary bikes. "Hope Pat is getting her satisfaction now that he's staying with her for awhile. Nice to see a boy take care of his granny like that."

"Not fair," Linda said. "Share the wealth, ya know?"

We laughed, continuing our workout and then leaving the gym, going our separate ways. I was a sweaty mess this hot day, but I needed some groceries, so stopped by the store adjacent to the gym, hoping to not run into anyone I knew. My tight t-shirt was soaked through, as were the short silky green short shorts I wore.

And in the produce aisle, there was Timmy, poking through the cucumbers. I smiled, walking up behind him and looking around to make sure no one was watching, grabbed the shaggy-haired blonde by his ass.

"You got those beat, kid," I hissed into his ear before he spun around, stunned.

"Mrs. Leonard!" he gasped. "I...it's nice...I mean..."

"Where've you been, boy?" I laughed, loving his nervousness. "Things, uh, working out at your granny's house?"

"They certainly are, Veronica," I heard a lilting voice say.

I turned and there was Pat, Timmy's sexy grandmother, wearing a lovely print dress that rode up her wrinkly but strong thighs, thighs that a week earlier on the beach had spread wide for her grandson's talented tongue in my beach cabana and then folded in a fleshy embrace around his face as he ate her to a grinding orgasm.

"Well, that's lovely, Pat, lovely," I smiled. "Do be a dear and you know, send him back our way if you tire of him. Though I doubt that's possible."

"Quite right, quite right," Pat laughed, as Timmy stood nervously between us, smiling sheepishly, as Pat and I eyed the boy up and down.

"I understand why you miss the boy," Pat sighed. "But Carey and I are enjoying him so."

Carey was Pat's gorgeous 39-year-old daughter, a younger, carbon copy of her mom, with blonde hair and a very pretty face and a rock-solid body. Carey was an athlete, runner, marathoner, weight lifter and the muscle genes ran deep in the family, along with, apparently, the incestuous sexual appetite.

"How is Carey, I haven't seen her in ages?" I asked Pat.

"Ask her yourself, Veronica," Pat laughed. "Here she is."

Carey beamed as she walked up to us, looking gorgeous as always, her hair perfect, and that body on display nicely in her very tight white top and matching shorts, her thighs chiseled and firm, calves diamond-cut muscles rising above slender ankles. The girl was beyond hot, and I licked my lips looking at her, thinking of the sexual trysts the granny-daughter-son combo was enjoying.

"You look great, honey, but you always do," I said, giving Carey a big hug. "I'm sorry, I'm so sweaty, I just left the gym."

"Not to worry, Veronica, it's good to see you...and see you keeping in such delicious shape," she growled, eyes widening as they drank me in. "Truly delicious..."

"Oh, stop, stop," I blushed. "Just trying to keep my figure up, that's all..."

"Oh, and you do, you do," Pat sighed. 

There was a moment of silence, thick and noticeable, broken when Pat chimed in with, "If you're not doing anything this afternoon, why don't you stop by for a quick drink. We can, you know, catch up."

Timmy's eyes widened at the words. As did mine. The three women smiled broadly as Timmy shifted nervously from foot to foot.

"Oh, I'm a frightful mess," I said, looking at my watch that read 3:30. "I'll go home, shower and change, and then..."

"Nonsense," Carey laughed, holding my shoulders and looking me up and down. "What you have on is perfect!"

"And the sweat?" Pat purred as she looked at Timmy. "Well, that's just perfect as well. We'll...well, we'll clean you up! Do come by in a few moments, won't you? We'll talk, and have...a little fun..."

I left the store in a rush, my head swimming with possibilities. I thought about calling Linda in on the fun, but selfishly didn't. This would be too special to share.

They finished their shopping first and I hurried through mine, rushing to Pat's lovely seaside home when I was done. I rang the bell and heard Pat call out for me to enter.

I rounded the corner to the living room to moaning, wet sounds. There on the couch, both nude, where mother and daughter, arms around each other, kissing deeply and wetly, Pat's gorgeous body wrinkled deliciously, Carey's taut and muscular. Pat's tongue was huge, as I'd noticed on the beach that day as she rimmed her grandson's tasty asshole. They broke their kiss to turn to me, smiling - and extending their incredible tongues. Pat's was only a bit longer than her gorgeous daughter's.

"A bit over four inches," Pat said, slurping that amazing lizard-like tongue back into her puckered mouth. "Carey's is about three and a quarter, young Timmy's a solid three."

"That's quite a...lingual legacy," I laughed. "And speaking of talented tongues...oh, my word..."

They laughed, and we all looked down. Timmy's tongue, all flickering three inches of it, was now furiously at work inside Carey's slick, shaven pussy as he knelt on the floor. His face was a sexy shade of blue as his mother's marvelously muscled thighs were clamped securely around it, squeezing it to the moist quim he licked rapidly up and down.

"My God, Carey, your legs!" I marveled. "So strong and muscular, that poor...lucky boy!"

"Do make yourself at home, my dear," Pat smiled, Carey groaning as she ran her tongue down her mother's salty neck to suckle the thick folds of her sexy wattle, gorging herself on the fleshy meat of it. "Feel free to get out of those hot, wet things..."

I laughed, and stripped down, watching the action intently as Carey continued to lap at her mother's throat, sucking the meaty flesh, and then down to cup her saggy tits in her hand and nibble at the thick brown nipples, making her mom moan.

"Join us, baby," Carey smiled, that long tongue flickering over her mother's creamy wrinkled tit flesh. "Any friend of mom's is a lover of mine..."

I laughed and sat between them now, Tim moaning from the scissoring grip of his mother's powerful thighs. The two gorgeous women attacked me in a most delightful way, Pat kissing me at first and nearly gagging me with her incredibly long tongue, which I sucked like a meaty, wet cock, Carey licking up and down my face, sticking her own long tongue into my ear and then working down to my neck, sucking and licking the sexy folds of older-woman flesh.

"Mmmm, I love necks, like yours...and mom's..." she growled, nipping at the flesh and tonguing madly. "So meaty...so sexy..."

Both women used their hands on my saggy tits, fisting great handfuls of wrinkled flesh and then twisting my thick, brown nipples, making me moan and clench my thighs together to work my pussy, hairy and wet.

"You're a guest, you don't do that work," Carey giggled, unlocking her muscular younger thighs from her son's head and pushing it over between mine where the lad's tongue instantly drubbed my engorged clit. "Make our friend cum, Timmy, work your licking magic..."

He did, oh so well, as Pat and Carey leaned to my chest, cupping a tit in each of their hands and flickering their talented tongues around the nipples, sucking, biting, licking as my thighs bulged around Timmy's face. He made me cum within a minute of applying his proficient skills to my hairy quim, and I came long and hard, squeezing him in my scissoring thighs so hard I nearly knocked him out. Pat and Carey giggled watching the boy's lapping face go blue in the crush of my sexy old legs.

"That is the best, isn't it?" Carey laughed. "Crushing the boy's face in your thighs as you cum? Such power, such control...lovely, and your legs, Veronica, are gorgeous, truly gorgeous."

I lay back, totally relaxed as Carey and her mom continued to lazily lick my tender nipples while Timmy leaned back shaking the life back into his head. It was a brutally warm day and all of us were sweating heavily, which only added an odorous sexy air to the perverse proceedings.

"God, I'm a mess, a sticky, sweaty mess!" I laughed, my arms around the mother and daughter so happily suckling my breasts.

"We need a towel," Pat groaned with a husky tone. "A human towel...Timmy, do get up here and lick every drop of sweat on our guest's fine body!"

I groaned loudly and felt my pussy tingle anew as Timmy gamely lifted my feet to his face, inhaling the acrid, sweaty stench of them fresh from my filthy sweat socks, and running his long tongue up and down the wet wrinkles of my soles. He worked his way to my toes, sucking each one into his pretty mouth and bathing each individually, his tongue lapping between them to ingest every ounce of sweat and grit and sock lint. 

The boy worked my feet like a dream and adding to the pleasantries, both Carey and Pat fingered my cunt, Pat's long bony fingers imbedded inside my hole while Carey dribbled my thick clit. Their combined efforts brought me to another grinding orgasm as they licked my tits and Timmy lapped his way up my sweaty calves and thighs and belly.

Carey and Pat scooted out of the way, allowing the boy to lift my arms and gently suckle and lick my quite-wet armpits, the smell not bothering him in the least as he cleaned every drop of perspiration from them, lapping eagerly at each one and then attaching his mouth to the smooth-shaven hollows to suckle up anything he'd missed. 

Carey and Pat sat on either side of me and laughed, lifting their own arms, and Timmy dutifully worked his way to each, cleansing first his mom's sweaty pits and then his grandmother's. I sat in the middle, watching and fingering each of the women on either side of me, their own hands working my pussy into a gathering orgasm. Each of us came at the same time, writhing under each other's hands, and Timmy being practically suffocated as a result, his beautiful grandmother's saggy but strong arm draped around his face, imprisoning his moaning mouth in her aromatic armpit.

"Let's get comfy, shall we, ladies?" Pat finally sighed, standing and leading us all up the stairs, my eyes fixed on the saggy, quivering mounds of her succulent white ass as she walked.

We fell into Pat's king-sized bed, more than ample for all of us, Pat laying back and pulling me atop her, my hairy quim absorbing her licking face. I shrieked in pleasure as her incredibly long tongue drilled into me, spearing my wet hole and thrusting in and out, her nose grinding my clit. She ran her hands up my front, twisting my nipples as she ate my cunt.

"OH MY GOD PAT!" I screamed, hunching my hips in time with her thrusting four-inch tongue. "I thought Timmy ate a great pussy! Shit, no one does it better than you, oh shit shit shit!! It's sooooooooo big and long!!"

I could feel Pat's lips twist into a smile in my lips as she continued to tongue fuck me, drilling that amazing tool in and out of me like a fleshy jackhammer. She then moaned, and over my shoulder I saw the reason why. Carey was lying between her mother's flaccid thighs, the sexy saggy muscles of her inner thighs swaying in sexy quivering waves, as her daughter furiously lapped at the old woman's hairy cunt.

"C'mere boy, don't want you left out," I growled at Timmy.

The boy stood on the bed, and I took his long, beautiful cock in my mouth, sucking him to the balls in one gulp, fondling his huge, smooth nuts in one hand while pumping his prick with the other, my head bobbing madly back and forth until I felt his sacks pulsate in my bony fingers.

I sucked harder, stroking him faster and within seconds he groaned and started to come. And as he did, I squirted my hot woman cum down Pat's gulping throat, tightening my squatting thighs around her face and making her gasp for air. Behind me, I heard her thighs slap in a scissoring embrace around her daughter's face as she came, while Timmy bellowed and filled my cheeks with 10 steamy hot jets of sweet boy cream. I eagerly stroked him to completion, not swallowing a drop, the load so huge it oozed out of the corners of my smiling mouth.

I slipped back on Pat's body and attached my lips to hers, snowballing half the load inside and turning to face Carey, who'd detached herself from her mother's cunt to come share the cum. I kissed her madly, swapping her son's sweet nut sauce back and forth, her long tongue thrashing around inside my mouth and working his cream into a foamy lather. All three of us joined mouths now, spitting the spunk between us, sucking it back out and going back for more. We finally sat up, smiling, our faces smeared from nose to neck in a steamy layer of Timmy's hot cum.

"Well now," Pat laughed, running her impossibly long tongue down my neck and chest to lick up wayward drizzles of Timmy's cum. "That was certainly interesting.."

It was surreal, quickly escalating from hot to hotter, as Pat knocked Timmy to his back on the bed and leaped atop his still-stiff cock, impaling herself on it with one stroke, devouring it deep inside her hairy pussy. She leaned forward, smothering him in her cummy tits and feeling his tongue go wild over them as her dimpled ass thundered and quivered as it pounded up and down, slapping at his balls until he groaned in pain.

"That leaves me and you, baby," Carey laughed, lying me down and burying her head between my spread thighs.

I lost track of the orgasms, one morphed into the next as Carey's amazing tongue devoured me. She'd mix up techniques, first drilling me rapidly with that tongue, wiggling her head from side to side and working my clit with her nose, and then lap up the oily crack of my cunt and tickling the clit with the lizard-like quickness of her tongue. Finally, she sucked every meaty fold of my furry pussy lips into her mouth, sucking them in and out and working the tip of her tongue to drive me to yet another orgasm. She then ran a lazy tongue down to my asshole, working it inside, digging it in deeper and fully, soaking it with her spit and my woman cream. It felt like I was getting ass fucked by a small but very proficient cock, rubbery and probing, and I knew I needed more.

I was whipped, practically out of it from the ceaseless pleasure of the younger woman's magic mouth, and scarcely noticed that Pat had wrestled another orgasm from her grandson with her velvety pussy, settling down on it now and sitting up, hands on her meaty hips, beaming down at him and us.

"Get it while it's still hot...and hard!" she giggled, pulling her soaked snatch off Timmy's hard cock and flopping to her back, saggy thighs open wide for Carey who dove in eagerly to her mother's cum-soaked pussy, slurping out the copious creampie. "Take it, Veronica, take it now!"

I found myself on my knees, head on the bed, Timmy behind me, slicing his impossibly hard cock deep into my ass, an ass properly lubricated by his mother moments earlier. I howled with pleasure, pounding my butt back to meet his incessant, eager strokes, slamming the meat of my ass into his hips until the flesh undulated in an endless wave.

Carey's wiggling ass was too close to ignore, as the pretty blonde slurped noisily at the spermy well of her mother's hairy cunt, sucking out mouthfuls of her son's hot creampie. I leaned up and over as Timmy fucked my ass to burrow my face into Carey's bum, muscular and smooth and sweaty, driving my tongue deep into the gripping ring of her clinging shitchute. She moaned at the intrusion, opening her butt meat wider in her hands to take my adoring face deeper inside. I growled, hungry for more, driving my face in, wiggling my head side to side to work myself completely into Carey's meaty rump, my tongue so deep it felt like it would be yanked off in her muscular rectum.

Timmy benefitted from having had so many orgasms already which would delay his next one, watching as he fucked my ass, drinking in the perverse scene of his mother sucking out his spunk from his granny's gushing cunt while I sucked on his mom's jiggling butt. It was too much sensory overload though, and in a few minutes he jetted another load, this one scorching its way deep inside my clinging bowels, his hands kneading my butt flesh as he pounded inside, emptying his young, tireless nuts.

"Mmmm, bring it here, baby," Pat cooed as she folded her saggy thighs around Carey's sucking face.

I laughed and wiggled over to the older woman, spinning to sit on her face and screaming with pleasure as Pat attached her mouth to my dripping asshole and sucked out every drop of Timmy's seed, then driving her exquisitely long tongue deep inside my clenching rectal ring to scoop out anything she'd missed. She came as she felched Timmy's ass pie from me, scissoring her daughter's licking face so hard in her amazingly strong thighs the poor younger woman nearly passed out from lack of oxygen, Pat's outer thighs bulging with muscle beneath the sexy, saggy flesh.

We rested momentarily, the three women lying on our backs, chatting away, Timmy stretched out beneath us, me in the middle and my ass firmly smothering his face. Carey and Pat lazily stroked my pussy and tits as we talked.

"What now, Mom?" Carey asked. "I gotta get going soon..."

"Well, Veronica, what do you think?" Pat smiled, leaning to kiss me, her long tongue invading my appreciative mouth as she fingered my hairy slit.

"Well, young Timmy here has a pretty long cock," I said, looking down at it as it bobbed in the air, stiff as ever, his moans vibrating nicely up my fresh-fucked asshole still wet with his cum. "I was wondering...how flexible is this boy?"

Carey and Pat roared with laughter, and quickly slipped off of me, pulling Timmy out from under my ass. Pat pushed his legs up and over his head, his knees astride it, bent completely over, that dripping dick mere inches from his face.

"Wow," I laughed. "Pretty flexible...shall we, ladies?"

"Got just the thing, babes," Pat laughed as she buried her face in Timmy's exposed ass, drilling it deeply with her very long tongue, making her grandson scream with pleasure, his cock head oozing with precum and the vestiges of sperm from his last orgasm up my tight asshole.

Carey and I attacked the boy's balls, each of us sucking one into our mewing mouths, washing the tender, hairless flesh with our tongues and pulling on each of his legs, bending him over farther. I watched, with a mouth full of his hot young nut, as his quivering cock inched closer to his mouth, his lips open and anxious. With just a bit more coaxing, we'd bent Timmy enough to slice the first few inches of his delicious dick into his own mouth!

"Oh...my...GOD!" I cried out, letting his slick ball pop out of my mouth for an instant, watching just inches away as Timmy frantically sucked his own dick, his long tongue snaking out of his lips to wash around the pulsating flesh, tickling and licking what he couldn't fit into his mouth.




Timmy's Talented Tongue Ch. 05



As Carey and I moaned and continued to suckle his huge, smooth nuts, Pat drilled her tongue into her grandson's asshole faster, deeper and harder until we felt his entire body tremble, stiffening as his balls throbbed in our mouths and finally gave up their load. I watched in amazement as the boy shot his cum into his cheeks, filling them, hearing him gulp down what he could, a thick bubbly ring of foamy spunk forming on his lips sealed around his jetting dick.

"OHHHHHFUCKKKK!!" he cried out, letting his dick slip from his mouth, the rest of his waning load splashing wetly all over his handsome young face.

Pat slowed her ass fucking and very slowly pulled her incredible tongue from Timmy's asshole after forcing him to ejaculate with it. I was stunned, amazed at her proficiency, and her daughter's, as she let his legs back down and slithered up his body, laying atop him and kissing him wetly, slurping the cum from his face and shooting it into his groaning mouth.

"Well now, that was unusual!" I laughed, flopping to my back on the other side of him, Carey happily laying atop me to ram my mouth full of her amazingly long tongue. "Thanks, ladies, for inviting me over this afternoon..."

We kissed for a long, passionate moment before Pat broke the cummy kiss with Timmy and stood, smiling.

"You must attend one of our bridge club meetings some day, perhaps you and your sexy little friend, Linda," she sighed, getting dressed as we all did. "Those are some very interesting encounters. Timmy, of course, will be there, always eager to please us older gals..."

I smiled, thinking of the women who usually attend those "meetings," all older, like Pat and I, all horny and all, I suspected, very much enamored with the tongue talents of this most unusual family.

"Oh, I'd love that, and know Linda would, too," I said. "We'd be honored. If I can bring her along."

"Of course," Pat smiled, escorting me downstairs. "Next Monday afternoon at noon work for you?"

I got into my car, dialing Linda as I drove off.

"Honey, you got plans Monday at noon?" I asked. "If not, you do now..."