A few quiet assurances with Carolyn settled matters. She’d sleep on the living room bed. I kissed her and she breathlessly promised great things in the next few days, as I doused the lights and made for Lindy’s bedroom.
She’d finished her sandwich, and half a glass of wine, and was leaning against the headboard, completely nude. She’d undone her ponytail so that her blonde hair caressed her shoulders, and was perched, relaxed, with one leg bent up at the knee. A single candle lit the room dimly and bathed her fair skin in a golden hue. Her firm breasts called out to be suckled, and my tongue seemed to grow hard as I contemplated savoring her sweet feminine tastes. Somewhere deep in my emotional memory I felt the ungovernable pangs of being with her mother…of wanting to be with her again. These impulses were telegraphed immediately to my groin, causing my cock to rise. “Need some company?” I asked, nonchalantly.
“Get in here, you big stud!” she growled, comically, and flopped down onto her back, extending her arms to me. Our bodies met with hurried, youthful, abandon, yet we intertwined like graceful, mating dolphins. She whimpered as my hands kneaded gently at her flesh, and I groaned with a certain longing, imagining her firm body to be that of her mother, which it resembled so much. She held my head and rained kisses all over my face as she wrapped her legs around my waist, straining to capture my penis within her. “Gawd, I’ve forgotten how good you feel! Jeezus, Nick, don’t tease me! I need you now! Yessss…aaaanngh!” she almost yelled as I guided my probe to her drooling pussy, then, “Oohhhhhhhhh! Oohhhhhhhh!” she moaned, as I slipped to my balls into her marvelous hot gash.
I stirred into Lindy slowly, trying to stretch every muscle inside, and she seemed grateful. She’d drawn her legs vertically to first admit me, then pulled on the back of her knees to allow deeper penetration. As her vagina yielded to me and our movements grew faster in tempo, I placed her lovely calves over my shoulders and sped my fucking. “Good?” I asked breathlessly, “Is it good?” and hurried my plunges even more to her senseless mewling cries. Finally, I slipped her legs off my shoulders and she bent them backward so that her knees rested on the mattress, with her ankles in the air on either side of her head. Her luscious pink pussy now pointed upward to the ceiling, and I adjusted my body so that my rampant cock drove directly downward into her cunt, which now was making liquid farting noises each time my balls hit her opening. Those squishy noises were matched by a buzzing sound in my ears that seemed to permeate the apartment. In addition to that, Lindy’s passionate cries seemed to be echoing from the living room, until I realized that those noises were being voiced by Carolyn.
But Lindy was much louder. “Ohh…Gawd…Nicky…yessss. You’re such a…good fuck! Don’t stop now…please. Hard, yeah…fast, yeeaahhh…oh, yeeaaahhhh…oh, Nicky, I’m…gonna…Nicky!…Nicky!…I’m…oh, Nicholas! Fu…!” at which point Lindy started a series of galvanic, eruptive seizures. With a minimum of noise and movement, I finally let go and sprayed her insides with a huge load, grasping her in an embrace until she quieted down, at least to the point where we were both only hyperventilating. As we slipped into an afterglow, my cock was still hard inside her and pulsating, though I hardly noticed it. What I did notice in the dusky light was Carolyn, leaning against the open doorframe, absently licking what looked like a white, plastic dildo.