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Part 8
"Okay," he said, and pulled out of her hole. Sandi was already laying on her back with her legs spread and a smile on her face, eagerly waiting for him to try it on her. "You're going to be a little sore," Ethan said, as he kneeled between her gorgeous thighs.
"Is it going to hurt?" Sandi said, sounding frightened.
"A little bit." He slipped the big head of his cock between her moist, tender pussy lips. "I'll be gentle." He pushed his hips forward and Sandi winced. Ethan looked at Janet and Janet shrugged. Sandi was watching Ethan with anticipation written all over her face. Her mouth was open and her eyes stared deep through his to his soul. The obvious pain and discomfort did not seem to dissuade her desire to experience lovemaking in the most exquisite way. Ethan slid his penis the rest of the way in with only a flinch and a whimper from Sandi.
"Do you like it?" Ethan said, moving his hips slowly in and out.
Sandi groaned. "I think so," she said. He began to pump more firmly and she licked her lips. Her eyes blinked shut. Her breathing was heavy and she was moaning softly.
"Hook your legs around his, Sandi," Janet instructed. Sandi wrapped her legs around his and looked over at her mother to make sure she was doing it right. "That's right," Janet said. "Now you can use your legs to give him an idea how hard you want it."
"Like this?" Sandi whispered, as she clamped her legs around Ethan, drawing him in tighter. His cock went in hard and she groaned.
"Yes," Janet laughed. "Just like that."
"I never thought it would be like this," Sandi moaned, biting her bottom lip. "All the girls I know talk about fucking, but I didn't know it was supposed to feel so good."
"Are you still sore?" Ethan asked, looking down on her with concern.
"No, not any more." Sandi looked at her mother. Janet smiled at her.
"Now pull him down on top of you," Janet said. Sandi put her arms around Ethan and hugged him to her chest. "Can you feel his skin on yours? Can feel how good it is to have his weight on top of you?"
"Yes," Sandi sighed, squeezing Ethan tighter and tighter. Ethan's hips were moving back and forth deeper and deeper and her moans were turning to heavy groans. Her whole body heaved up each time he pushed his cock back in. When he leaned forward, his shaft rubbed her clit and she flinched with a small cry.
"Let yourself go, Sandi," Janet whispered in her daughter's ear. "If you want to have an orgasm, just let it happen."
Sandi bucked her hips up with every thrust of Ethan's hips. Ethan tenderly kissed the nape of her neck and the lobes of her ears. She was trembling and shaking under him. He could tell she was very near an orgasm. Her groans had turned to rapid, high-pitched squeals. Her fingers were clawing his back and her heels were digging into the backs of his legs. Ethan pumped a little faster and harder, but was careful not to force himself too deep.
Sandi turned her head up, locked her lips to Ethan's mouth, and he and Janet both knew she was cumming. Ethan continued to pump hard and steady until it began to pass. Janet watched her daughter with admiration, glad she was able to enjoy such experiences with a man she considered to be so trust-worthy.
Sandi opened her eyes, panting, looked up at Ethan, then at her mother. Sandi smiled at her and Janet smiled back, feeling full of joy. Sandi looked back at Ethan again, who was looking deep into her glistening eyes, and kissed him. They kissed lightly a few times, smacking their lips. Sandi looked at her mother again.
"How were you two doing it today?" she asked. Ethan and Janet looked at each other.
"You mean when you saw us in here?" Janet said.
"Yeah," Sandi said. She saw the two of them blushing.
"Do want me to show you?"
"Yeah," Sandi grinned.
"Okay," Janet said. She touched Ethan's shoulder. "Did you cum?"
"No," Ethan said. Her eyebrows went up. "Are you surprised?"
"I'm surprised you decided to save it, that's all." She rolled over on her belly and stuck her ass in the air.
Ethan gazed at Janet's ass and her fingers dancing over her clit. He looked down at Sandi. She was giggling. Reluctantly, he drew his penis out of Sandi's wonderful pussy and crawled across the bed behind her mother. He lined up the head of his cock with her cunt and slipped it in.
"Oh, yeah," Janet groaned.
Ethan groaned with her, as her smooth, warm hole enveloped him. This switching back and forth between them was going to drive him crazy. He wanted to cum so badly, but he didn't know if he would be able to give some to both of them. He looked down at Janet's bare ass spread before him. He could cum there, he thought, squirt it on the pearly skin of her ass and back and up into her hair. He looked at little Sandi who was lying on her side, watching them. She had lovely tits and a flat stomach. He would like to cum on her, and splatter his white liquid on her soft tits. He'd like to cum in her mouth again, which was hanging open in fascination. She had looked so good with his sperm on her lips, and her mouth had felt so wonderful around him. It was an experience he wanted to enjoy again.
He would also like to cum inside Janet, he thought. He held her hips and pulled her back when he pushed himself forward. With a shout, her head rose off the bed and she flung her hair back over her shoulders.
"Oh fuck," she moaned. The only man she had made love with in her life was her husband, Sandi's father. Ethan was the first man she had been with since his death more than two years earlier. Ethan was a wonderful lover, as good as her late husband, but there was no comparison for the size of his equipment.
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