Aurora - Way of the Goddess Pt. 04

"You mean that incredible blowjob?"

"Uh huh."

"So you fancy a little mouth-action yourself?" Watson asked. "Is that what you're sayin'?"

"If that's okay."

Watson got to his knees shuffled between Maya's spread legs. "It would be my absolute pleasure."

With Tanya and her sister slamming butts over the glistening black plastic, Beck beneath them adding her fingers to the mix while the girl's mother gobbled her pussy, Watson lay down on the tiny teen body, keeping his cock safely out of the way. They kissed, and Maya curled up into him, grinding her pubic bone into his gut, her sopping vagina seeking contact with his penis. Sensing her hunger, fighting the urge to satisfy the girl, the old man moved on to her delectable breasts, sucking them one at a time into his mouth and rasping her stiff nipples with teeth and tongue. Head tossing from side to side, Maya pushed him down, until his face was within inches of her pink-slitted treasures.

The old man paused to study the gorgeous phenomenon. Maya's pussy seemed impossibly small, the fleshy hood of her clit buried between the plump outer margins. Propped up against the head of the bed, the skin of her belly creased with tension, Maya lifted her knees and with the fingers of one hand held herself open. Her inner furrow was already wet and glistening, the delicate inner lips closed over her hole. She ran a fingertip up and down the little slippery dip and the inner lips parted, revealing a tiny, ridged pink portal surrounding her tight pussy hole. As she stretched her cuntlips further apart, the Tic Tac of her clit sprang into view, a sweet little morsel just begging to be sucked.

Slowly, and with great care, Watson ran his tongue from the very bottom of her open vagina to the hard little nub right at the top. Maya looked on in rapt attention as Watson sucked and snuffled open-mouthed at her pussy, slithering his tongue up and down, pausing at the top to flicker her clit. She shivered. "That... feels... fantastic!"

Teasing open her entrance, Watson burrowed deeper, worming the tip of his tongue into the tight confines of her insides. Maya's hips took on a life of their own, jerking and thrusting, her whole body squirming until she was flat on her back. Clutching at Watson's hair, her belly heaving as she began to pant for breath, she sensed the familiar thrill of an impending climax.

Beck's expert assistance was bringing Tanya quickly to orgasm. The two sisters had found their rhythm and were bouncing off each other's butts to the bitter ends of the juice-slick dildo. Paying less attention to her own pussy than Beck's, Caddy was licking and sucking, delving deep into Beck's insides, tongue lashing the girl towards the point of no return.

"Oh Jesus," Tanya panted, "someone take a photo."

Eyes closed, head tossing from side to side, Maya dug her heels into the mattress and lifted her butt. "Finger!" she gasped.

Hardly a newcomer to the art, Watson was still overwhelmed by the sensation, the girl's clenching muscles, her tightness, her heat. Feeling for her G-spot, he rasped it with his fingertip, the friction sending Maya wild. Hips jerking, she let out a long, strangled groan, as her pussy flooded with fluid. Any second now, Watson thought, she was gonna blow.

Tanya was already cumming, driving herself as far as she could onto the dildo until she fetched up hard against her sister's firm butt, while Beck's nimble fingers strummed her clit in a shower of Tanya's ejaculate. Beck was next, clamping Caddy's head between her thighs as she bucked and bounced, squealing in total abandon.

Then Maya.

The girl let out a long, keening cry as her body strained and trembled, her hips thrusting, ramming her pussy onto the old man's buried finger. Clawing his hair, she held him in place as he flickered and fluttered her clit, until her butt hit the bed and she collapsed, puffing and panting, the old man's head sandwiched tight between her shivering thighs. Caddy had just reached orgasm as well, four out of four and all within the space of a few frantic minutes. It occurred to Watson that he might have stumbled across a new form of energy, more powerful than nuclear and dirtier than coal. As Maya's orgasm subsided, he eased his finger out of her pussy and wiped his face on her thighs. Not just a new form of energy but a taste sensation into the bargain. There was a Nobel prize in it, there had to be.

"Goodness." Tanya breathed, slowly dis-impaling herself. "Goodness. Thanks, Becky, that was some awesome fingering. Thanks, Sis."

"No, no," Caddy panted, "thank you." Throwing her leg over Beck, Caddy rolled onto her back, the big black dildo still dangling out of her. "That's some mighty delicious pussy you've got there, young lady." she huffed, ruffling Beck's hair.

"And that's a mighty clever tongue you've got there." Beck puffed, one hand still massaging her tingling sex.

"How about you?" Caddy asked her daughter. "Was that a nice little zing?"

Maya pushed herself up and swept her hair back. Her face was all flushed and she was still a little breathless. "It was awesome!" she nodded. "Right on my G-spot."

"I thought it sounded familiar." her mother chuckled.

"Wow!" Tanya shook her head, a little bewildered. "They must be putting something in the water." She did a double-take. "Hang on, no, it must be you guys." She looked from Watson to Beck. "This happened last time."

Watson rolled onto his back, the three quarter erection slapping his gut. Beck crawled onto him, just checking in. Bending, she treated him to a deep, sloppy kiss, while her small, sticky hand jacked his meat. "Your face tastes like pussy." she beamed, breaking off.

"And I bet your pussy tastes like face." Watson rumbled, pinching her bottom.

Tanya sat, smearing runnels of watery ejaculate from the insides of her thighs. "How was that, Pookes? Your first orgasm with a man."

"You know," Maya replied thoughtfully, "it wasn't too bad." She was too shy to say, but it was right up there in fact, with the best ever administered by her mother, aunt or various girlfriends.

Caddy jumped up. "How about a Champagne break?" she rubbed her hands together. "In celebration."

"Finally!" Tanya exclaimed.

"Champagne!" Beck bounced up and down clapping, thinking back to the case of French Champagne Tanya had given them out on the reef. They'd consumed the lot over a couple of months, on special occasions only, and she'd developed quite a taste for the stuff.

"What makes you think you're getting any?" Watson teased.

"Because she bloodywell earned it!" Caddy said, rubbing Beck's back.

"Just a glass!" Watson warned, recalling yesterday's effort. After five bottles between them, Beck had pestered him for goodnight sex, only to pass out while he was busy fucking her. She didn't even stir when he pulled out and hosed his load all over her face, just swiped her nose then kept right on snoring.

"Give me some help, Girls?" Caddy asked.

Beck and Maya slid off the bed and followed Maya's mother, hand in hand, their skin aglow and their gorgeous round bottoms jiggling. Watson and Tanya watched them go, then Tanya toppled forward and lay down on top of him. They kissed, long and deep, as Watson's hands wandered the velvety contours of her skin. "So," she smiled, "how are you enjoying your surprises?"

"It's like I've won the Lotto!" Watson chuckled, "And I never even bought a bloody ticket."

"Do good, get good. How do you like Maya?"

"Like her? She's fuckin' gorgeous!"

Tanya rolled aside and grabbed his penis. "Yeah, well, wait till you jam this old monster into her hot little slot."

Watson craned his neck to peer at her. "Me?"

"That was the plan."

"I get to fu... have sex with her?"

"Why not? It's not a problem, is it?"

"But... why me?"

"Why not you? What's up? Don't you want to?"

Watson fell back and lay a hand on his forehead. "Want to? It would be absolutely incredible."

"Well there you go then."

"But surely, when a little stunner like her could just take her pick. I mean, her virginity must be worth a king's ransom."

"Funny you should mention it. One of her father's clients offered well over a million."

"Are you serious?"

"Deadly. He was a Middle Eastern type so no surprises there."

"A million bucks? She wasn't tempted?"

"Tempted?" Tanya glared. "What do you take her for? A, she doesn't need the money, and B, she would have sooner sewn herself up."

"Sorry, Tan, hang on. That's not what I meant."

"Well what did you mean?"

"Well, I mean, look at her. Young, rich, fucking gorgeous. Well educated. Smart." Watson gestured at himself. "And what about me? A busted-assed scribe with one foot in the grave. Surely she-"

"Look," Tanya cut him off, "I accept you have no problem with ego- it's one of many things I love about you. But please, Caddy and I know what we're doing so don't cast doubt on our judgement. We chose you for a reason. Several, actually."

"Such as?"

"You're a giver, Damon, we found that out on the reef, and you ain't got no airs and graces. And like you say, you're an older guy-"

"You mean old." Watson scoffed.

"I said old-er, Mister. Given her mum and I both lost our cherries to much older men, we thought it might be nice to carry on the tradition."

"So what you're saying is I'm a geriatric pushover?"

"With benefits." Tanya smirked.

Watson's face clouded in thought. "You mean Beck?"

"It does help."

"How so?"

"Look. Beck's a sweetheart, and she loves to fuck, and we thought she might act as a sort of a go-between. And so far so good, they're getting on like a house on fire. You see, Maya has her heart set on being a lesbian and-"

Watson shook his head. "She what?"

"Uh huh." Tanya nodded. "She wants to be a dyke. The sort of young males they're breeding these days who can blame her? And you should see the girls at her school..." Tanya fanned herself, "...ai yai yai! Look, I love cock-" she gave him a squeeze, "don't get me wrong, but ever since I was knee high to a grasshopper the sight of a beautiful girl just did something to me. They're so delicate, most of them anyway, and they just feel so good... tits, pussy, the whole kit and caboodle. They smell good too, and they're delicious into the bargain, and there's so much more going on upstairs." she tapped her temple.

"The nature of which is impenetrable to man."

"Mmm..." Tanya smiled, "lucky that's only the mind."

"You're not kidding." Watson agreed. "I think we males got the better part of the deal."

"Cheeky monkey." Tanya slapped his flank. "So, yeah, chicks... I just love 'em. Adore 'em in fact, and so does Caddy, so I guess it's partly genetic. So Maya has been following in our footsteps but only so far. She does love the girls- let's face it, who doesn't?- but she's a not lesbian, not by a long shot."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Well, she's been hot for it ever since Caddy suggested it- trying sex with a guy- and she's a demon on the old double-dildo as well. So you see, we really wanted someone experienced, with an open mind and gentle hands and a hot little blonde to cover all bases." Staring into space, she tapped her lips. "Let me see. Who does that remind me of?"

Watson clasped his hands and raised his eyes to the sky. "God, after all the horrible things I've said about you. Thank you. Thank you."

"Don't go giving that old sky-dwelling psychopath credit. It's all down to Caddy and me."

Watson opened his mouth to reply when they heard voices and the tinkle of glassware. Beck burst into the room, giggling hysterically. "You should have seen it!" she said breathlessly, "The cork pinged off the window and hit poor old Caddy right between the eyes."

Caddy walked in, bottle in one hand, rubbing her forehead. "Very flippin' funny."

"Cracking shot, Mum." Maya grinned. "If your head hadn't stopped it it might have hit something valuable." She looked at Watson to find him staring at her. Was that desire in his eyes, or dismay?

The girls handed out Champagne flutes and, sitting in a circle on the bed, they held them out for Caddy to fill. Setting the bottle on a bedside table, she held her glass aloft. "Let's make a toast."

"Well hurry up," Tanya griped, glass poised at her lips, "I'm dying of thirst."

"Okay then. Here's to Maya."

"Me?" Maya frowned, "What for?"

"On the occasion of joining the club."

"What club's that, Mum?"

"I know." Tanya said. "The McHale Sisters' Fringe-Dwellers Club."

"Let's just call it the Family Trust." Caddy suggested.

Tanya mulled it over. "You know that's really clever. The Family Trust. I really like it."

"See," Caddy crowed, "I'm not just a pretty face."

"Well let's not get carried away." Tanya snorted then raised her glass. "To Pookie, welcome to the Family Trust."

"And to Becky." Caddy added. "Happy Birthday."

Maya skulled her Champagne and set her glass aside. "Come on," she declared, rubbing her hands together, "let's crack on."

"Woah, woah, woah." Caddy said as Watson choked on a mouthful of French Champagne. "Part of the fun is taking your time. You've got to make a meal of it, Maggie. You don't go just wolfing it down."

"Like you did." Tanya muttered.

"Exactly. And I really wish I'd made a bit more of it."

"Naww..." Maya protested. "I've been waiting for months!"

"Exactly. So another few minutes won't hurt. Hunger's the best appetiser, trust me."

"Tell you what." Tanya suggested, "How about a movie?" She looked at Caddy and they exchanged some mental telepathy.

"The masked ball?"

"Why not?"

"Is that a porno?" Beck asked.

"It's a home movie," Maya leapt in, "of Aunty Tan and-"

"Shoosh, Pookes!" Tanya chided, "Don't spoil the surprise."

Watson's senses pricked up. Tanya had mentioned her home movies before and the thought of seeing one himself was enough to spike his blood pressure.

"Put it on for us, Mags?"

"Sure."

"How did you raise such a biddable child?" Watson asked.

Caddy smiled. "With lots of beatings."

"Pfft!" Tanya blew a raspberry. "The only thing you've ever beaten is cock."

"And you." Caddy said and Tanya poked her tongue out. "At just about everything."

Maya thumbed on the TV. Once the screen was alive, she delved deep into a labyrinth of password-protected files. "Which one, Mum?"

"Play the one where Mum and me were playing the blindfold game." Tanya said.

"Ooo, yeah." Caddy confirmed. "That's a good one."

Tanya leant into Beck. "Remember when we played that game on the boat?"

"Uh huh." Beck nodded. "You bet I do."

"Come over here and sit by me, Little Mermaid," Tanya patted the mattress, "and I'll give you a running commentary."

Tanya plumped a drift of pillows across the head of the bed, enough room for all, as long as Beck was mashed up hard against Tanya's side and Maya was almost sitting on top of the old man. Caddy relaxed in the middle, pussy to the right of her, cock to the left. Maya lay her head on Watson's shoulder, one leg slung over his thighs, idly stroking his aching erection.

The movie was patently amateur. The opening scene revealed a huge, brightly lit living room inhabited, it appeared, by a dozen or more naked people. They were all wearing masks, though some, like the young woman in the foreground, had pushed theirs back. "Tanya!" Beck exclaimed, jerking upright, "That's you!"

And so it was, a teenage Tanya, with long hair and pointy little tits, the inside of her thighs glistening with snail-trails of cum. Looking up, she waved, as the camera pulled back to reveal a couple fucking in front of her, an older man and another teenage girl. "One of the senior partners." Tanya announced as the masked man gave a quick thumbs-up. "The chick was one of my schoolmates."

A stocky, freckled, middle-age woman with a wild red afro, wearing a gold trimmed cat-mask, appeared in the frame. "There's that stupid red-headed bitch." Caddy griped. "I keep meaning to edit her out."

"Kept trying to hog the limelight all night." Tanya affirmed.

The woman performed an elaborate flourish, lewdly licking her lips, then squeezed a sagging breast as she fingered her snatch. "That's her husband." Caddy continued, as bald headed male hove into view, down on his knees between the legs of a pale-skinned male, sucking on the youth's not insubstantial cock. "What a pair of creeps. They were both barristers. They just sort of invited themselves."

"Hang on." Tanya cried. "Here she comes!"

"Ready," Caddy and Tanya chorused, "Three... two... one..."

The camera lurched around. There, on her back, on the living room table, lay a slender young woman, supple and petite with upstart breasts and a neatly trimmed triangle of fuzz. Her ass was hanging over the edge of the table and her hands were under her knees, pulling her legs up and back. A group of five or six males, from teenagers to fossils, most of them masked, where hovering around, all slowly jacking their raging erections.

Incognito behind a tiger mask, a bald old man with a baggy backside stepped into the frame, manoeuvring into position between the girl's spread legs to rub the head of his big, handsome cock up and down the furrow of her pouting pink pussy. The camera floated closer and zoomed in on her face, her eyes blindfolded with a blue silk scarf, her mouth hanging open in ecstasy and exertion. Beck stiffened, then pushed up, pointing. "That's Caddy!"

"The one and only." Caddy nodded, running her hand up Beck's thigh to her crotch.

"That old guy's a judge." Tanya said.

"Bullshit!" Watson blinked.

"No bullshit. Nice old boy, unlike a lot of them. Some of those judges were absolute devoes."

The fat old man in the tiger's mask pushed his thick cock into the girl's mushy cunt and commenced humping, gripping her ankles for purchase. The camera swooped to the floor to dwell briefly on a haphazard puddle, several inches across, of coagulated semen, then angled upward to a view the old man's flopping balls, his thick shaft pumping in and out of the girl's frothing pussy. Drops of semen splattered the lens and the camera withdrew, then turned on a naked, frowning young girl who wiped the lens clean with a table napkin. "Stephie." Caddy said.

"Wasn't she gorgeous?" Tanya sighed.

"A six inch tongue and she could breath through her ears." Caddy nodded dreamily.

Tanya knitted her brows. "What ever happened to her?"

"Went to the States." Caddy replied. "She's a transplant surgeon in California."

"Well she had plenty of practice," Tanya snorted, "transplanting her tongue into my pussy."

The camera swung back to the action, closing in on Caddy-on-the-table as she smiled and said, 'Harold.'

The old fat man, now running a sweat, lowered his head in affirmation and rasped, 'Ya got me. Hang on a minute...' His thrusts increased in depth and cadence. 'Oh fuck!' he grunted, 'Oh fuck, here I cum. That's it, squeeze my cock with that hot little cunt. Oh Candy, oh yeah, oh yeah, that's fantastic, that's...' He let out a long, quavering groan and his legs trembled, as he pumped a load semen into Caddy-the-younger's guts.

"Cue Ronald Macdonald." Caddy said dryly.

The redhead pushed into the frame, waiting for the old man to pull out, before crouching between the girl's leg to slurp up the bubbling discharge. 'Who do you reckon that is?' the old man on the TV asked breathlessly.

'Jacquie' the girl on the table replied.

"I could feel that steel-wool hair." Caddy explained.

After scoffing the overflow out of Caddy-the-younger's drooling vagina, the woman got to her feet, wet from ear to ear, then leant over Caddy and tugged on her jaw. Lips pursed, she dribbled a long stream of fresh semen into the girl's open mouth before fusing her lips to Caddy's for a deep, spermic kiss. "She knew what she was doing," Caddy the older sighed, "I'll give her that."