Lesbian Watching Mommy

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LESBIAN: Lindsey sandwiched by pair of MILFS.

LINDSEY'S STORY:​

Ever since that night mom hosted her Ladies' Church Group" I couldn't get that scene out of my mind. Mom and her friends were having so much fun, I knew I just had to get some of that stuff myself. Out of curiosity, I also began reading naughty stories on the net and looking at more girl-girl porn on the Lesbian sites on the net--and masturbating to it wishing I was one of the girls in the scene.

I also began looking at my soccer coach, Ms. Billings, in a completely different light--because to my shock she was one of the women at mom's ladies' church group sex party the other night.

Ms. Billings was a tall, athletic brunette with short-cropped hair, and the roundest, tightest buns you'd ever want to see. But what I also now noticed about Ms. Billings was the way she looked at all us girls after soccer practice.

You see, after practice we'd all go back to our lockers, undress and head for the showers. After showering we had to pass by a window to pick up our towels... and it was always coach Billings who handed us our towels... and the way she looked at us naked girls as we paraded by her window all dripping wet and nipples all erect from the shower water cascading on them... was like she wanted to play with us just like she and mommy played with all those other women.

So, one day, I got real adventurous. I made sure that I was the last one out of the shower, and when I went to pick up my towel with my nipples as erect as I could get them from running all cold water from the shower on them, not to mention my fantasies about Ms. Billings, I paused to strike up a chat with her.

"Thanks so much, Coach Billings, for saving that last towel for me."

"It's my pleasure, sweetie," she said with a wink. "That's what I'm here for. I certainly wouldn't want you to have to go home all wet."

I kind of giggled a little bit, shaking my tits side-to-side (as if I were shaking the water off) just enough to make them jiggle a little. You see, I have large fleshy tits just like my mommy, maybe not quite as big as hers, but close enough. And Ms. Billings's eyes bugged out as they went straight to my tits. While Coach Billings had a nice pair, they weren't as big and full as mine and mommy's.

"Uh, Lindsey dear," she said when I failed to move away from the window, "is there anything else I can do for you?"

Blushing a little I said, "Coach Billings, I... I just wanted to say that I think you have the tightest, sexiest, buns in the whole world."

Her face brightened up as she said, "why thank you, Lindsey. But your butt isn't so bad either." She let out a light, embarrassed giggle.

"Thank you Coach Billings, but mine isn't as round and solid and tight as yours is. What can I do to make my butt more like yours?"

"Well, I can show you some exercises that'll help."

"Would you really, Ms. Billings. I'll do anything!"

She smiled and lightly licked her lips. "Okay, put your gym clothes back on and meet me back in the weight room."

Excited to get this private instruction from Coach Billings, I rushed back to my locker, pulled my T-shirt back on, and slipped back into my tight gym shorts without taking the time to put my bra and panties back on.

So, there I am in my gym shorts, T-shirt, and sneakers, and there's Ms. Billings in sneakers, very tight gym shorts, and a support bra that looked way too tight and narrow and pointed at me like a couple of pistols. And I found that look to be exciting. But best yet was that her gym shorts were so tight they made a nice camel toe--making it obvious that she wasn't wearing any panties either.

"First," Coach Billings said, I'll show you some exercises that'll tighten up you buns for sure, then I'll show you something that'll help tighten up your tits and provide support for those gorgeous babies throughout your life, as long as you keep exercising."

"Sounds like that's what I need."

"Okay, we'll start with some lunges. These can help to tighten your buns while also serving as a warm up, and they are an exercise you can do at home without any equipment."

She demonstrated the movement, then had me imitate her.

"There are ways," Coach Billings said, "to make that exercise more advanced, but for now that's enough for you to practice at home. Now, I want to show you the king of all butt exercises. The squat."

She goes to the squat rack, strips the bar of all the plates the football team had left on the bar, and then set the barbell at the correct height for me. She got under the bar, setting it on her shoulders and then performed the movement, squatting down until her ass was near her heels.

"Now, you do it," she says.

I got under the bar and took it off the rack like she did, then took a step back like she did, except I could feel my legs already wobbling--even though the bar had no plates on it.

"That's all right sweetie, don't worry about falling or losing your balance. I'm right behind you. I'll spot you. Now go ahead and squat down like I showed you, but not too fast. Do it nice and slow, and with control. Stick your butt out as you lower the weight, that will save your knees, help you balance, and will work your butt better."

I did as she said, until my ass was below the level of my knees. And I could feel the heat of Ms. Billings's body only inches from mine as she followed me all the way down, ready to catch me should I start to topple.

"Now, look straight ahead at the mirror and push yourself back up." As she said that, Coach Billings had her arms around me, and her hands just under my breasts, supporting my ribcage to help me rise up.

When I got to the top, she said "now give me another rep, and try to go a little deeper this this time."

This time as she helped me up out of the bottom position she placed her hands just under my tits, and let her thumbs sneak upward to tease the fleshy under parts of my breasts. Which I didn't mind at all. Made me want to do more reps.

After doing several sets of the squats, and with each rep of each set her hands got increasingly frisky with my tits, we went to the bench press next, by which time I was already turned on with my nipples nice and erect, thanks to Ms. Billings' expert "spotting," and the effect of the squats on my butt. I mean my ass felt so tight like someone was groping me--which helped to turn me on even more.

Coach Billings had me lay down on a flat bench and then handed me a barbell--but in so doing she stood directly over my face, her thighs straddling the edge of the bench where my head was. So, as I looked up between her thighs, there was her crotch directly above me. Her sexy, enticing camel-toed crotch covered only by her very tight gym shorts-so-tight-her-cuntlips-and-the-slit-between-stood-out-prominently, especially since she wasn't wearing any panties.

"Okay, now sweetie, take a deep breath and keep your ribcage expanded. Keep your elbows out wide and as you slowly lower the weight squeeze those pectoral muscles underneath your breasts. Lower the weight until it touches just above your tits. And don't worry about the weight, I'm here to spot you."

So as I lowered the weight with my arms shaking, she kept her hands ready, just under the bar. At the lower position, her fingers teased the top part of my tits.

"Now as you push the weight back up, exhale strongly."

By the time we had completed 10 reps, with me exhaling strongly right into her crotch, her gym shorts were starting to get wet--which made my own gym shorts get wet as well.

By the time we finished the 3rd set, her gym shorts were totally soaked, her camel toe totally delineated, and her musky sex smell was engulfing me (or was it mine, dreadfully horny me?).

And, my god, on the lower part of these reps, as she followed the bar down, her crotch would be only inches from my face! How, I wished she'd just go ahead and lower her crotch all the way to my hungry mouth so I kiss and munch on that glorious camel toe.

Finally, after that 3rd set she said, "Okay, I guess that's enough for your first time with the weights. We better hit the showers now. And, you too, miss hot buns." She playfully slapped my rear as I got up off the bench and headed for my locker. "Even though you just showered, you gotta always shower after working out."

As I was undressing I really wanted to masturbate, I was so turned on from looking straight up at Ms. Billings' crotch and watching her tight gym shorts get all wet--only inches from my face. And the sexy aroma of it, making me think of Mom's sex-drenched party last Sunday.

By the time I got to the showers, yes, for my second shower because now I was all sweaty and wet (you know where), Ms. Billings was already there standing under a spigot near the entrance in all her naked glory. I stood at the entrance for a moment to just admire her glorious body. She was soaping up her tits, and by damn if she didn't play with them a bit, fondling herself.--though she knew I was looking at her because she was staring me right in the face while playing with her tits.

First of all, I have to explain her tits which explained the funny-shaped bra she wore. Instead of being full and fleshy like mine, and mom's, they were long and thin, by that I mean rocket shaped or almost like a pair of cocks sticking out about four inches from her chest. Absolutely gravity defying the way they stuck straight out just begging to be sucked upon. And her nipples were equally outrageous and very erect as she teased them too, while soaping up.

Still looking me directly in the eye she practically masturbated her tits, stroking 'em back and forth as if she were milking a couple of real cocks. Then she teased those angry red nipples tugging on them and pushing them side-to-side until they grew to well over an inch.

And it just about took my breath away. Could this magnificent sexy specimen of a woman be hinting that she'd like to play with me? Teacher-student sex? There are laws against that--but the idea was terribly exciting and made me tremble a bit.

"Come on in, honey, the water's fine," she said.

I really wanted to take the shower spigot next to hers (no actually I wanted to join her under her spigot), but I was too afraid to take that step, so I took a spigot on the opposite side of the shower room so I could watch her better and appreciate her in-shape body better without losing all control of myself.

As I let the warm water cascade down the back of my head, shoulders, and back I couldn't help but continue to watch coach Billings soap herself up.

Looking right at me she began to soap up her crotch saying, "You know, honey, we've gotta wash all over, especially the groin area where it gets all hot 'n sweaty, and sticky-goo, you know."

So, taking a handful of soap from the dispenser, I followed her advice. And, oh, my god how good that felt--especially as I was so turned on from staring up into Coach Billings' camel toe during the bench presses. In fact, it felt so fucking good that I was practically masturbating, my hands and pussy so slippery from all the soap.

So, there we were, Coach Billings and myself virtually masturbating in the showers while looking at each other. All four of our nipples totally erect and throbbing from the combination of soap, water, and sexual innuendos. And what a sight that was watching those cock-shaped tits of hers wriggle and bob up and down from the motion of her hand soaping up her cunt.

Meanwhile my own tits were jiggling like a bowl of jello from my own furious hand motions on my quim--and Coach Billings was staring right at them!

We both finished our shower at the same time and as we exited the shower stall, she gave my naked butt another playful slap saying. "You sure have a beautiful body."

"You do too, Ms. Billings."

"Thank you, dear. By the way, since this was your first time with the weights, you might find yourself getting sore tomorrow. If that's the case give me a call or a text. I'm an expert in massage therapy and have the perfect recipe for aching sore muscles."

Sure enough, the next morning, which was Saturday, I woke up stiff and sore all over--especially in the legs, butt, and breast areas. So I sent out a text to Ms. Billings. She texted back with her address and an appointment time of 1:30 p.m.

Ms. Billings had instructed me to wear loose clothing that'd be easy to remove, so after lunch I took my casual clothing off, including my panties, and pulled on an over-sized

T-shirt dress. Then I slipped my feet into a pair of flip-flops, told mom I was going to the gym for some extra soccer practice and time in the gym, and rode my bicycle over to Ms. Billings' house which wasn't very far away.

Already turned on from just thinking about spending time alone with Ms. Billings and being naked on the massage table while her hands roamed all over my body, I had an enjoyable time riding my bike and feeling my hot naked and already wet cunt rubbing on the bike seat as I pumped my legs. Why didn't I ever think of doing this before on my bike? I mean I was almost masturbating myself on my bike seat.

I arrived at Coach Billings' door all pins and needles--and obsessed with sexual need.

She answered the doorbell wearing only panties and a bra--and this was a bra that looked specially made for her unusual tits. It had rocket-shaped cones just like the one she were in the weight room, but this bra was not only molded to perfectly wrap around and support her rocket-shaped tits, the tips of these bra cones had holes for her outrageious nipples to stick out--which were already quite erect (as were mine straining as they were against my T-mini).

And that sight took my breath away and made my pussy gush even more than it was before.

"Hi sweetie," she said embracing me and giving me a chaste kiss on the side of the face, her erect nips teasing my own erect nipples poking out my T-shirt mini. "Let's go into the massage room where everything is ready. She grabbed me by the hand and led me into a neighboring room.

Thinking that I was to have the entire afternoon alone with Ms. Billings doing whatever she was going to do with my body (and hoping for something sexual), I was shocked, and momentarily disappointed, to see another woman in the room.

But my disappointment soon turned to excitement when I recognized who it was: Mrs. Donaldson, our preacher's wife, tall, blonde, buxom Mrs. Donaldson who just oozed sex and was one of the hottest, and wildest women at mom's party last Sunday. And her tits were even larger than mine and mommy's.

And Mrs. Donaldson, like Coach Billings, was dressed only in panties and bra, a bra that was inadequate to hold in all of her charms.

"I take it you do know Mrs. Donaldson from church?" Coach Billings asked.

"Y-y-yes, of course," still afraid to admit that I'd also seen her and Ms. Billings both having sex with my mom at mom's party.

"I've been teaching her my special massage techniques," Ms. Billings said.

"And I'm really anxious to try them out on you," Mrs. Donaldson said, with a wink. "When I heard you was coming over today, I got real excited."

"R-r-r-really?"

"Really," she said with another wink and a smile.

"Okay, enough chit chat," Ms. Billings said. "Lindsey, take everything off and lay face down on the massage table."

They started by rubbing massage oil on me, with Ms. Billings starting on my feet and calves, Mrs. Donaldson working on my back and shoulders.

The way I was positioned on the massage board, with my head partially overhanging the edge of the table, I was staring right at Mrs. Donaldson's panties and upper thighs only inches away from my face. And I was in a dreamland, with Ms. Billings massaging my lower extremities while Mrs. Donaldson was doing my back and shoulders with that sweet smelling massage oil. Such pampering by these beautiful sexy women. Such pleasure.

Coach Billings began working her way up my legs and my breathing got increasingly heavy. I sighed. Somehow, Ms. Billings had taken her bra off. I could tell because as she began moving up my thighs, her cock-like tits were rubbing against my feet. Her rock hard nipples teasing, almost tickling inside my arches.

"Ummmmmm," I sighed in pleasure.

Ms. Billings reached my upper thighs getting ever closer to my butt. Her tits and nips rubbed against my calves.

Mrs. Donaldson's panties were getting wet from my hot and heavy breathing right into them. And, as if Ms. Billings' fondling and caressing my inner thighs didn't make me horny enough, the female sex aroma emanating from Mrs. Donaldson's crotch put me over the top.

In working on my back, Mrs. Donaldson's hands closed in on my ass. And, as she did so I discovered that she, too, had removed her bra 'cause her erect nipples were raked up and down my upper back as her hands inched towards my butt.

Then all four hands reached my butt at the same time, all slippery with oil they fondled, squeazed firmly, and caressed my ass cheeks with expertise. Tits and erect nipples teased my thighs and back--and Mrs. Donaldson's increasingly wet panties were less than an inch from my face. I could've easily reached that wet spot with my tongue. I really wanted to, but was still too bashful to take that big step.

Suddenly a hand (Ms. Billings?) slipped up under my ass to rub oil onto my cunt (as if it needed any lubrication).

"Ummmmmm," a moan of pleasure escaped my lips, as I began to hump that loving hand rubbing my dribbling pussy.

"I think she really likes it," Ms. Billings said. "Her toes are all curled up."

"Oh, God, yes," I moaned. "I really love this, being pampered and fondled by you two very sexy ladies. I feel like I'm floating on a cloud."

"That's real sweet of you to say that," Mrs. Donaldson said, "but you just wait, honey, because we're going to take you even higher. Isn't that right, Coach Billings?"

"You bet. But you should just feel how wet she already is."

So Mrs. Donaldson's hand replaced that of Ms. Billings' playing with my cunt, slipping a couple of fingers inside--but the effort caused Mrs. Donaldson to shift her position a bit. In moving closer to my ass and cunt she had to mash her own crotch into my face--yesssss! Her horny, sex smelling, cunt-soaked panties right into my face.

Unable to control myself any longer, I reached my hands out to grab Mrs. Donaldson's ample ass (as if to prevent her any escape) and began munching on her right through her panties--causing her to catch her breath and let out a moan of pleasure. And, all the while their sexy hands were playing with my ass and my pussy, and their tits and erect nipples continued to tease my upper thighs, the sensitive are behind my knees, and my lower back.

And, while my moans of pleasure were muffled by Mrs. Donaldson's crotch there was nothing muffled about the rest of my body which was thrashing wildly on the massage table trying to fuck the hands teasing my poor, horny pussy.

But before allowing me to cum, they both stopped, just leaving me there... suspended.

"Roll over onto your back now, dear," Coach Billings said after a bit, "so we can get at the front side of your body."

As I rolled over I saw that now both women were completely naked, and they had traded places. Mrs. Donaldson was now at my feet, and Ms. Billings was at my head. They proceeded pretty much as before, except reversed. Mrs. Donaldson began massaging my feet, gradually moving up my lower legs, while Coach Billings started with my neck and shoulders and worked her way down to my torso--and my tits. (Sigh).

While Ms. Billings played with my tits, rubbing her massage oil into them and teasing my throbbing nips with her thumbs and fingers, Mrs. Donaldson worked her way up my upper thighs... and finally my volcano-hot cunt. She teased my pussy with her hands for a moment, pretending she was massaging it, rubbing it up and down and side-to-side. Then she briefly fingered me.
"Wow," Mrs. Donaldson said to my soccer coach. "If you think she was wet before, you oughta see... I mean feel her now. "And, oh so hot. I think I'll take a taste." With that Mrs. Donaldson, our preacher's wife, planted her face right between my thighs... and gave me a couple of quick licks.

And, oh my God! What pleasure. Like nothing I've ever felt before. But, just as she was sending me into new orbits of delirious, horny need... she stopped--leaving me stranded again, just short of orgasm.

"Ohhhh," I moaned. "You two are making me so fuckin' horny I could scream. I need to cum so bad! Why torment so?"

"Because," Coach Billings said with a light giggle, "we're corrupting you, honey. We wanna make you so horny for female sex play... that you'll become as addicted to it as we are."

Before I could recover my senses, the two women rubbed more oil all over my body, and their own. Then they climbed up onto the massage table with me... or, I should say they climbed up onto me.

Ms. Billings positioned herself on my tummy, facing me, and Mrs. Donaldson positioned herself just behind Ms. Billings over one of my legs... and then both women began fucking their own hot, wet oil-slippery cunts all over my oil-slippery body.

As these two sexy women fucked my various body parts, Mrs. Donaldson reached her arms around Ms. Billings to play with her cock-like tits which I thought was one of the most erotic things I could ever imagine. Ms. Billings responded by looking me directly in the eye and playing with my tits while Mrs. Donalson played with hers while fucking first one of my thighs, then the other.

Ms. Billings shifted her position to use her steamy hot, dripping cunt and horny erect clit to tease my tits. She caught one of my throbbing, hard-on nipples between the lips of her cunt, and oh my god, it was like someone sucking on it. Then she'd rub her huge, hard-on clit against my nip, pushing it this way and that, driving me totally fuck crazy.

And, that clit of Coach Billings'? It was outrageously long just like her tits. It must have been over an inch long and the way she used it on my erect nipples was too mind blowing to describe.

Ms. Billings worked on the other tit the same way, while all I could do was whimper with helpless unfulfilled need.

Ms. Billings smiled at me saying, "here honey, have a taste." And she scoots up to sit right on my face.

I grabbed my soccer coach's glorious ass cheeks hard enough to prevent her from moving her hot cunt from my loving mouth. I'd never eaten pussy before, but had seen enough Lesbian porn flicks, and all the pussy eating that went on during mom's sex party last Sunday to know what to do.

First, I just kissed her cunt lips, then fucked my tongue as deep inside of her as I could, swishing it around trying to lick up all her sex juices. Then, I'd pull it out and flick her hard-on clit with my tongue. Then I'd suck on her clit until she moaned, then repeat the whole process.

Meanwhile, as Ms. Billings fucked my face, Mrs. Donaldson (who had also shifted her position) ate me out to a blessed (finally) orgasmic relief.

Coach Billings came on my face at the same time.

After I came down from my big "O, and first Lesbian experience, " Ms. Billings led us into her bedroom for some more sex fun. Since both Ms. Billings and I had enjoyed our orgasms, my first thoughts were for Mrs. Donaldson. So, once we reached the bedroom I went for her. She was a tall woman, even taller than Ms. Billings in addition to being very busty, so as she stood near Ms. Billings' bed in all her naked glory, I approached her with lust in my eyes and my arms outstretched--my face about eye level with her wondrous, voluptuous tits.

Wrapping my arms around her body, I planted my face right between those giant mounds and just luxuriated in the feel of all that soft feminine breast flesh caressing each side of my face. With my hands I fondled their enormity while my mouth, lips, and tongue were busy loving, licking, and kissing he tender flesh of the insides of her breast.

All the while I was making love to her giant mounds with hands and face, I was whimpering "mommy, mommy, mommy," while she caressed me lovingly.

"Yessss, yesssss, baby," Mrs. Donaldson said, "mommy loves having her tits played with like that.

With that encouragement I began flicking my tongue against her throbbing, erect nipples, pushing them this way and that making her purr with pleasure. Then I clamped my lips around one of her nips and sucked the bejesus out of it as if I was trying to pull it out by its roots.

This caused a load moan to escape her lips as she kissed the top of my head and played with my own knockers as I sucked her off, first one tit then the other.

"What a sweet, sexy little girl you are, Lindsey," Mrs. Donaldson purred.

While I was working on Mrs. Donaldson's tits, Ms. Billings came in behind me and wrapped her arms around the both of us as her horny cock-like tits straddled either side of my neck.

Ms. Billings rubbed her tits across my back and her hot, wet cunt across my butt while slipping one of her hands around to play with my pussy.

So, there I was, right in the middle of a lesbian sex sandwich. These two hot and horny sexual "mommy" figures trapping me front and back with their beautiful sexy bodies, and all three of us groping, playing, and fingering each other. What could be more heavenly than that?"

Mrs. Donaldson whispered into my ear "It's no fair, both of you have had your orgasms and I've been left so fuckin' horny I can barely stand up."

"Okay, we'll fix that." I pushed Mrs. Donaldson down onto the bed with her ass on the edge of the bed, her legs and feet draped over the side. I got down on my knees before her, between her luscious legs. I caressed and kissed the erogenous insides of her upper thighs making her moan with horny need. Then I blew on her cunt-so-wet-it-was-gurgling-like-a-spring.

"Ngggggggg, fuck! Please, please, please." She tugged on her nipples as if trying to pull them out by the roots herself.

I gave her a few nice long licks up an down her slit, tasting her steaming swamp of girl goo. I teased her clit with lips and tongue causing her to buck like a wild horse.

"Ngggggod fuckkkkk," she moaned.

Meanwhile coach Billings had squatted down behind me to rub her drenched cunt all over my butt while reaching around to play with my tits, her own erotically-shaped tits destroying my back.

My hands underneath Mrs. Donaldson's ass I squeezed her buttocks and clamped my face roughly onto her steaming cunt to suck the bejesus out of it. Alternately sucking on it, and fucking my tongue deep up inside of her pussy while my nose rubbed against her clit.

"God, this is so fuckin' porn," Ms. Billings said as she fucked her hard-on, over-sized clit betwixt the crack of my ass and talked dirty to me, instructing me, encouraging me as I pleasured Mrs. Donaldson's pussy.

Mrs. Donaldson, bucked and thrashed as her long held-back orgasm finally swarmed over her.

"Yeeeeeeeeeyowwwwww," she squeaked and screamed her relief..

With Mrs. Donaldson finally satiated--at least momentarily--Ms. Billings whispered into my ear "I wanna taste your young, hot, juicy cunt! I want you to sit on my face so fucking bad!"

"Love to," I said, since I was just as wet and horny as ever even though I'd just had an orgasm.

Coach Billings got up on the bed laying down lengthwise. I positioned myself with my feet straddling either side of her head, my pussy directly over her mouth. She reached up to steady my legs as I began to lower myself towards her flicking tongue. And, what a tongue she had! Just like her tits and her clit were overly long--so was her tongue. I mean she had a tongue like a Giraffe and had a Giraffe-like control of the end of it giving her the ability to twist it and curl it into any shape she wanted.

That was the tongue that was twisting and flicking and doing all sorts of tricks as it eagerly waited for my cunt to be lowered to it.

Wondering what that would feel like I squatted down low enough for that extra long tongue to lick my slit and tease my clit, which it did as I paused just a couple of inches above her face--since I wanted to tease Coach Billings a bit with my sex before lowering my cunt to her mouth so that nasty tongue of hers could hopefully fuck the hell out of my pussy.

But Ms. Billings could not wait to fuck me with her outrageous tongue. She grabbed my ass roughly and as she forcefully pulled me the rest of the way down to her face, she said, "come on, baby, I've wanted to taste your sweet young cunt since I first saw you on our soccer team"

And then I was sitting on her face with that super tongue of hers fucking up my cunt something awful. And what she did with that long appendage inside my pussy is indescribable. But for starters, talk about finding the "G" spot. Hell, her tongue slipped and slid all over the length of it as is she were jerking it off.

"Nggggggg," I moaned as I fucked her face roughly, that tongue just driving me beyond fuck crazy.

Meanwhile Mrs. Donaldson had crawled between Ms. Billings legs to pleasure her cunt while Ms. Billings' Giraffe tongue was ravaging mine.

I bent slightly forward to wrap my hands around Ms. Billings' cock-shaped tits and tugged on them, moving my hands up and down as if I was jerking off a couple of guys, while my thumbs teased her engorged nipples.

Coach Billings partially wrapped that unreal tongue almost completely around my "G" spot, and massaged it back and forth sending me totally bonkers. I fucked her face as hard and violently as I could as I squeaked and screamed my orgasm and let my girl goo drench my soccer coach's face while she bucked and thrashed on the bed also coming to her orgasm, thanks to Mrs. Donalson's work down between her legs.

We were all so sex crazed by then that an orgasm or two was not enough. After having pulled my face from out under Ms. Billings' crotch, I shifted my position so I could get at her crazy as fuck tits. I sucked one of those cock-shaped appendages deep into my mouth. Then, pausing between sucks, I said, "Coach Billings, I've been needing to suck on these beauties ever since we took that shower together."

"Her tits do that to all of us," Mrs. Donalson said as she worked her face up under my ass and cunt so she could eat me out while I sucked on coach's tits.

"Oh God! This is so fuckin' porn," Ms. Billings said, having you suck off my tits like you're doing while watching Mrs. Donalson eat you out. "I'm ready to cum just from what you're doing to my tits."

And sure enough, both Coach Billings and I began jerking and spasming into our orgasms. We were both jerking and thrashing so much that I often lost control of her tits, and when they'd slip out of my mouth they'd slap lasciviously against the sides of my face until I could grab one to stick into my mouth.

After Ms. Billings and I had both orgasmed again, we all three continued playing on Ms. Billings' bed until each of us had eaten every one else at least three times.

Only then did we stop to catch our breaths.

As we all cuddled on Ms. Billings' bed, Mrs. Donaldson asked me, "how did someone as young and inexperienced as you get so horny and so good at sex play with other women?"

"Well, the first time I felt any sexual desire, or horniness, was when I got to watch my mommy masturbate."

"Why you little voyeur you," Coach Billings said as she gave me a playful poke. "So, tell us about it."

"One day when I came home from school I heard mommy moaning in her bedroom. Curious I approached her bedroom and the door was left slightly ajar, so naturally I peeked. And what I saw took my breath away." Mommy was sprawled out all naked and was playing with herself. And so, as I watched her, totally fascinated, I tried to imitate everything she was doing. When she played with her tits, I played with mine. When she reached her hand down there to play with her pussy, I did the same."

"So," Mrs. Donaldson said, "how did it make you feel?"

"I felt cravings like I'd never felt before. I found my pussy getting wet, my cunt lips throbbing and getting all swollen. Then my knees got weak. Scared that I'd start moaning like mommy was doing and she'd catch me watching her, I fled to my bedroom to continue playing with myself until I found relief.

"Fuckin' hot," Ms. Billings said. "But how did you learn to eat pussy and play with other women like you did with us today?"

"Last Sunday when you guys had your ladies church group sex party at our place, I naturally snuck out of my room against mom's orders to watch the proceedings. And, oh my God, it made me so fuckin' horny, and looked like so much fun, that I knew I had to get some of that stuff for myself. I mean, my own church-going mom having all that sex fun with you other women was like wow! And ever since then I've been looking at Lesbian porn on the net."

Mrs. Donaldson asked, "Your mom is a real hot sex pot, don't' you think?"

"Yes, beautiful and sexy at the same time. I love her so much I could just eat her up."

Coach Billings and Mrs. Donaldson laughed at that.

"In fact," I said, "whenever I masturbated I always thought how much fun it'd be to be able to play with her like you guys did."

"So," Ms. Billings asked, "would you like to have some mommy-daughter sex fun for real, with your real live mommy?"

"Fuckin's A, would I ever!"

"Well then, Mrs. Donaldson said, winking at Coach Billings," we'll just have to set something up won't we coach?"

"Yeah, we can't do it this weekend, but when all the ladies come here for tomorrow's party, we'll run it by them. Once we get their approval we can set it up for the following Sunday. So, little miss hot pussy Lindsey, you''ll just have to wait another week, but don't worry. I'll arrange everything. But, in the meantime, all this talk about mommy-daughter sex, and Lindsey here wanting to have sex fun with her own mom has made me so hot and horny I need some more hot sex."

"Me too," Mrs. Donaldson said.

And so we all went at it again, only this time both of the two women had me call them "mommy," which added some spice to our sex. So kinky and gushy.​