A Picture = K Words In College Ch. 07

We rolled together, drawing our thighs up under each other's head, our hands drawing each other's hips to our faces, my almost soft cock in her warm mouth, my lips and tongue on her clean pussy lips. Which pussy? Which mouth! Just the right ones to enjoy, after how we had spent the afternoon. And Tim? He must be very aroused, despite having come so good in the shower.

I recognized my sister's voice; it was she in his bed. "I knew you could again."

His cock already stiff? She must be holding it. It was Elsa gently sucking my cock, now nodding; she had also heard her. This was going to be fun, listening to them. My tongue lapped down her pussy lips, and she nodded again. Yeah, she understood that we weren't in any hurry. We heard Tim reply:

"You must know; all you've done with your cousin."

Elsa and I both nodded at his referring to Vicky and me as cousins. Vicky murmured - I thought, intentionally loud enough for us to hear:

"You're probably right, but now I want to with you."

"What?"

"Not just this, but I love to hold it."

"Mmmm! That was too much, all soapy. I didn't want that to happen."

"It won't again, not like that. Guess you know, I can rub his skin up and down."

Elsa nodded again with what felt like a chuckle. Tim replied:

"Is that better? Must be for him."

"If I want to do it with my hand, but I think I only did that the first time."

"And then? When you didn't? Well, of course, that way."

"'That way,' not just 'that way'."

"How else?"

"Like Elsa is."

We heard his very surprised "Oh? like that?!)

Elsa nodded again with another chuckle. I wondered if Tim could recognize in the almost dark room how we were lying together. He could apparently. He replied:

"And you want me to, too, like Milt is?"

I hope so, but not until I have."

"You really want to?!"

His question was louder than what he had said before. Elsa nodded with another chuckle, and I licked between her pussy lips. She chuckled again with another nod. We were both enjoying Vicky's seducing him. She must have just nodded in response to his question. I opened my eyes and saw her moving down under the covers of Tim's bed. He murmured again, this time not a question, just very aroused:

"You really want to."

Vicky must have nodded again. I could see that she was crouching between Tim's legs. He moaned and murmured: "You do." Elsa nodded again, and Tim moaned. I remembered the first time Vicky had sucked my cock, hoping Tim wouldn't come again as soon. Elsa and I just did the minimum for each other; she was apparently as interested as I was in following what was happening on the other bed.

We heard Tim moaning. In empathy I could almost feel why, although Elsa was hardly doing anything to arouse my cock. He moaned a couple of times more and then asked - more exclaimed:

You really want to?!"

Vicky must have nodded; he grunted and gasped and groaned. Elsa hummed with a nod and really sucked my cock for a moment. She also recognized that he had come, had filled Vicky's mouth with his semen. I licked her pussy a little better, then we relaxed, waiting to hear more.

"Oh my gosh! You did! You wanted it!" he exclaimed. Vicky must have nodded again. When he gave a pained sounding moan, I envisioned that her tongue must have touched his cock where it was now overly sensitive. Then I saw her raise her head under the covers and heard her muffled:

"Um-hmm, I did," and then saw her rise up over him. As she dropped down on him, he asked:

"You swallowed it?!"

She nodded and then kissed him. He let her, but then murmured:

"And it tastes like that?"

"Um-hmm," she confirmed.

"And you wanted to? Well, of course, I guess. You really like to do it."

"Um-hmm, didn't you like it?"

"My God! Yes, of course, but that you do?"

"If it's that good for you. Hm-hmm! It was! Yeah, I like it, like knowing it's so good for you - or Milt."

"Hmm! Hm-hm-hmm!" he chuckled, then again, almost laughing, then remarking:

"I bet he does too."

I almost blurted out: "he does," but then heard Vicky chuckle and say:

"He does, as good as you did."

Tim snorted, and Vicky kissed him again. For a few moments, Elsa and I returned to licking and sucking, but only gently; what Vicky was doing was too entertaining to let us concentrated on what we could do. Besides, we had done all we really needed to in the afternoon; we were just keeping out of the way - in most appropriate manner - for what Vicky was doing. Then we heard her speak again, and our tongues relaxed:

"Now you can do it to me."

"I never have."

"Always a first time, and we taste better than that."

"I don't know what to do," he murmured apologetically.

"You will. Sort of like kissing, no one had to tell you how."

"Still. How?"

"Just move down the bed a little, so I can kneel over you."

I saw her rise up and that he obeyed. As she moved up over his face, she murmured:

"And I'll let you know when it's good, where it's better."

Elsa chuckled again, and I licked around her pussy lips, suggesting how he might start. She nodded, and we waited again. I tried to remember what I had done the first time I licked Vicky's pussy, but couldn't; I had licked it so many times since then. She gave an encouraging hum and murmured: "Yeah, like that. . . . Mmmm! That's good. . . . Oooh! You have a long tongue."

I imagined that it was in her hole. Was it longer than mine - or Elsa's - or was she just encouraging him? Whatever, he was doing something that I knew felt good for her, Elsa rolled her hips up, and my tongue found her moist opening. This was going to be fun, taking Vicky's remarks as suggestions for what I could do.

"Not just there," I heard her murmur, thinking that it was tactful of her to let him experiment, rather than directly telling him where to lick. She encouraged him with more, short moans, then with a much more aroused one. His tongue must have found where she wanted most to feel it. Elsa thought so too, rocking her hips back, suggesting that she wanted to feel my tongue there too. It did, and she moaned with a nod. Did she want me to give her an orgasm when Vicky had hers, if Tim gave it to her? Oh, she would make sure that he did. But then? I was pretty sure that she would also want to fuck him. Would Elsa think of that, wait to give me mine, so that we could enjoy ourselves until they did that?

"Uhnnn! Yeah, like that, there!" Vicky murmured and moaned again.

He was doing it right! And Elsa wanted more. Her hand slid down in my crevice. Mine slid into hers, and my fingers found her asshole. When hers found mine, I shook my head, hoping she would understand. She did, nodding, her fingers then just rubbing above my asshole. When mine probed, however, she nodded. Yeah, she understood.

Vicky moaned, and I made Elsa moan, wondering if Vicky should have warned him what would happen when she had her orgasm. She had told him that girls tasted good, but he knew that now already, but he would be very surprised, when her pussy flooded his face, maybe think it was something else.

Both girls were moaning. I wondered if Tim could hear Elsa's moans through the covers with Vicky's thighs on his ears. I recognized that her moans were sounding like they did shortly before she came. Good boy, Tim; you're doing just fine! Vicky gasped. She did that a couple of times before she started to come. Then she blurted out:

"Yeah, like that, don't stop! Uhn! I'm going to go all wet!"

She thought of everything! Tim was going to get his first female orgasm all over his face. I was going to get mine too, but not my first one. Both girls were gasping and moaning, and my tongue and finger were doing everything they could to make Elsa's pussy flood my face. Tim was going to get his below his tongue. Elsa was going to give me mine in my nose, if I didn't manage to get it out of the way on time. With my tongue pressed between her aroused clitoris and my lower lip, I opened my mouth wide. Right in my mouth! Almost all of her pussy juice spurting in my mouth!

"Uhn!" She bit my cock! But if it was that good for her, okay, except that my pained gasp had upset my swallowing her sweet juice. I loved it! And Vicky's! Had Tim made her spurt like that? I had forgotten about them for those so arousing moments.

She was still moaning, sighing moans. I knew the sound of them after she had come. Elsa did too, nodding as she also sighed with moans. What was Tim thinking? For sure, he must be pleased with himself for having given Vicky her orgasm. If he had tasted her juice, he must like it; any guy would. And he was only the second one she had given it to. Well, of course, Elsa also knew how good it was.

I heard him sigh, a couple of times. Yeah, pussy licking can be exhausting - but so gratifying, when she comes that good. He sighed again and murmured:

"Jeez! You really did, 'all wet'."

"Um-hmm, you really did, made me, that good," Vicky replied.

Elsa and I nodded on each other's thigh. After a moment, Vicky murmured:

"It wants to again."

I knew she had reached back and found his erect cock. He gasped and replied:

"Again?! You want to 'again'?!"

"It wants to. I want to."

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, then apologized:

"Didn't mean to say that."

"But I want to, and it wants to."

"Fuck!" he said again, more softly, but still just an explitive.

I opened my eyes and saw her moving back down his body. He murmured in a disbelieving tone:

"You want to."

She nodded, and I saw her hand reach down between them. As she lowered her hips, his moan was louder than hers. Elsa nodded and began to suck and lick. My cock had wilted. She was right, we didn't have to listen anymore; we both knew what they were going to do, what I had with each of them.

I wiggled my finger, and one of Elsa's found my asshole, and we licked and sucked. I was only reminded that the others were there, when I heard Vicky murmur: "Suck them."

She wanted Tim to suck her nipples, must have dropped down over him. Lucky guy; he was getting the full treatment, deservedly, everything he could do with her, a perfect finish for the girls' and my wanting to compensate him for all our use of the room.

That quick thought was as quickly forgotten, distracted by what Elsa was doing. I returned to concentrating on arousing her pussy and asshole. Of course, she could come again, and I wanted her to - with my orgasm, before or after mine, as soon as we both could.

We had them: her sweet pussy juice for me again, probably not as much of my semen in her mouth, but she had moaned, wanting and liking it. As we were recovering, both nodding with pleased hums, we were again aware of what Tim and Vicky were doing, still fucking with desperate sounding groans. From my experience with my sister, I thought she must have already had another orgasm, now wanting a second one - a third one? - or just continuing until Tim had his second one - also his third one, the one in the shower.

Elsa nodded on my thigh, and I nodded on hers, and we waited. It was almost a relief for me to hear Tim groan and then grunt. Finally! I knew what it was like to fuck my sister after I had already come twice. It was also a satisfying relief to hear the noises she made, when she had her orgasm. How many had the three of us each had, including those before dinner?

Elsa and I rolled apart, and I fondled her breasts. She hummed and nodded. We waited for the others to say something. I thought Tim wouldn't know what to say, that my sister would find words first. I was wrong. We heard rustling on the other bed, then soft sighs. Then Tim murmured:

"Don't know how all this happened."

"We wanted it to," Vicky murmured.

"Like this, all this?"

"Better than we wanted it to."

"'We?' All of you?"

"Um-hmm, and you were better than I hoped."

"Hmm?! I was? I didn't know what was happening to me."

"Hope you thought it was good."

"Fuck! Yes! Hm-hmm! Guess I can say that now."

"Um-hmm."

There was a moment of silence, then Tim suddenly exclaimed:

"Oh shit! Sorry! You are Vicky, aren't you?"

"She is," Elsa replied, and we three chuckled, then had to laugh.

Tim groaned, then murmured:

"Sorry."

"That's all right," Vicky replied, adding:

"We wanted to surprise you, just hadn't thought of like that."

I chuckled and remarked:

"And I don't think it would have made any difference. Before, over beers, it sounded like Elsa was just as eager to,... well, show our appreciation for the use of our room.

"Oh, you!" Elsa responded, slapping me, but then chuckling and agreeing:

"I am - the appreciation - and, well, I would have shown it, like Vicky did."

Tim snorted and murmured:

"I don't know what's happened."

Vicky snickered and replied:

"Want me to tell you?"

"Better not!" he insisted.

Vicky didn't relent:

"You thought we should kiss before we did anything, and let us, so we did - pretty much 'anything'."

"More like 'everything'," he replied, adding:

"Never thought I would do that. Hell, didn't even know people did!"

"Now you do," I remarked.

"And it sounded like you did it good," Elsa added.

"He did! You did!" Vicky enjoined.

"And you two were listening?" he asked, adding softly:

"I thought you were - well - you know."

I replied:

"We were, but it was too interesting to listen to you both."

"Hmm? Maybe it was," he admitted softly.

"It was!" Elsa emphasized, then added:

"You can do it to me next time."

We others all caught our breath, completely surprised by Elsa's remark. Having heard it, of course, it sort of made sense that we could all do it again. Why not? And just once with Vicky wasn't adequate compensation for all the times we had used the room, but I certainly hadn't thought about our doing it again, and most certainly hadn't thought that Elsa would suggest it.

"Next time?" Tim muttered.

"Shouldn't have said that," Elsa murmured.

"But why not?" Vicky suggested, adding:

"If you want to, Elsa."

"Shouldn't have said that," she repeated.

I reached down and fondled her breast and replied:

"But you did, so you must want to, and - hm-hmm! - it didn't sound like Tim would have been upset if you instead of Vicky had this time."

There was silent pause, a very pregnant one, I thought. I had said my piece; Elsa had said more than she wanted to, but very honestly; and Vicky had said as much. Tim had to reply. There was another moment of silence. Then he snorted and murmured:

"You really want to? I mean, all of you?"

"If you do," I quickly replied, before Elsa could think that he expected her to answer.

I squeezed her breast, and she put her hand on mine, letting me think that she was agreeing with what I had said. After another moment, Vicky said:

"I think that's a good idea, a lot better than our just using your room."

There was another moment of silence, then Tim looked over at us, at Elsa, and asked:

"You really want to, like that?"

I felt her slight nod on my thigh and imaging that she was blushing. She must have been; she then replied:

"Shouldn't have said that, but I guess I did."

"Then we will," Vicky said, obviating any further discussion.

"If you want to," Tim replied.

"We do," I agreed, and Elsa clutched my hand to her breast.

What an evening - and what an afternoon! - I thought to myself: both girls wanting to lick the other's pussy with my cock in it, and then all this with Tim. And he certainly hadn't objected! And we were going to do it again! If he had been bothered about letting us use the room, wondering what we did, he knew now and had the promise that he would be part of it again with Elsa. Then I remembered that she was here at my sister's insistence, so that she didn't have to wait till the next weekend, when Vicky would have her period. Would Elsa want to do it alone with both Tim and me? What, how? Like in the afternoon, one of us licking her pussy with the other's cock in it?!

To be continued immediately.