Three young beauties enjoy lesbian sex pleasure outdoors

Sweet Melissa\’s summer vacation.

(If you haven t read the first two stories in this series you might want to. The first story especially will give you a context for what s going on).

Melissa Shaver was another of the good girls on Harper Eight. She was probably the prettiest girl on our floor one of those tall willowy blondes that men always go for. She carried herself like a model as she sauntered down the hall or under the shady trees behind the Union. Her long tresses cascaded over her shoulders and her blue eyes sparkled like bits of lapis lazuli. Her breasts surprisingly large and pendulous for one as slender as she rolled under her cashmere sweaters and silk blouses with an enticing allure. Her buttocks swayed invitingly under the expensive skirts and jeans her step-father the Michigan Avenue lawyer bought her each time he came visit in his long sleek Jaguar.

Aside from her stunning beauty and killer looks Melissa was also as smart as Einstein an honor student in pre-med. Organic chemistry biology calculus anatomy—well bring it on. Foreign languages not a problem. She spoke Arabic Chinese and Russian as well as her native English. Her mind was as unstoppable as her body.

Yet for all she had going for her or maybe because of all she had going for her Melissa confided to us that she d never had a romantic relationship. If it wasn t her smarts that turned them away it was her killer good looks. Boys and men were too intimidated to speak much less ask for a date. Not that she hadn t inspired more than a few erections from fellow students and professors alike. She d been unable to ignore the bulges that throbbed through linen wool and denim in classrooms libraries and laboratories across campus.

And despite her troubles with the opposite sex she had discovered what it took to make a good girl like herself wet. She discovered it in the most unlikely of ways from the most unlikely of sources. This is the story she told about her first time.

Melissa s mother and father were divorced. Seems the old man developed deep into his forties an unattended and irresistible attraction to other men. He came out out of the blue on a family picnic. While Melissa and her mother sat on a blanket and chewed their ham sandwiches he told them about the young associate at his firm whose attention he d been unable to resist.

The next day her father cleaned out his closet and moved across town. Melissa and her mother put the big house in the leafy suburb up for sale and moved into a modest condo near Lincoln Park.

Melissa glimpsed her father only once after that—in a coffee shop a pretty young man seated next to him the young man s hand on her father s thigh. As for her mother after a brief period of time during which she seemed uncertain and sad and abandoned Barbara began to blossom. She joined a health club and lost ten pounds. She got a boob job and Botox treatments. She bought a new wardrobe and took a job as a paralegal in a big downtown firm. At age 42 she was blond and blue-eyed and pretty and almost as shapely as her daughter.

Within a few months the new Barbara started dating one of the lawyers where she worked—a younger man in his early thirties. He was tall and lean and dark with flashing black eyes. He was tan and smiling and polite. Shortly after Melissa turned eighteen and graduated from high school Barbara and Paul got married at a fancy resort in Bali. When they returned from their honeymoon they moved into Paul s newly built home in another leafy suburb and Melissa joined us on Harper Eight down at Indiana University virginal and innocent and beautiful in this almost angelic way.

It was that next summer that Melissa lost some of her innocence.

Following her freshman year at IU she returned home to live with Paul and Barbara. They seemed happier together than when they d first married. They glowed warmly in each other s company. And Melissa couldn t have been happier for her mother.

Yet it was a little strange. She d left for college shortly after the wedding so this was the first time she d spent much time in Paul and Barbara s house. Unavoidably she d meet Paul in the hallway on her way to the bathroom. He d be dressed only in his boxer shorts and a short robe. She d be dressed in only panties and a tee. He d mutter an apology and look away while she d do the same. Sometimes they d find themselves alone at the pool she in her pink bikini and him in his Speedo. They d say their hellos and return their noses to their books. More than once Melissa would awake in the night to the sound of her mother s cries. And these were cries of pleasure. Whatever those two were doing together was no doubt enjoyable.

Yes yes yes. Do it give it to me Barbara would cry out.

Then Paul s low groan.

Then Barbara s giggles.

Then a satisfied silence.

Melissa would lie in the darkness her hard young body tingling her emotions running the gamut from embarrassment to curiosity to excitement. One morning after listening to her mother and her step-father she awoke on her tummy. Her hands were thrust between her legs and she was grinding her pelvis against them. She was delirious with pleasure. She couldn t stop her movements and after several minutes she felt her panties go wet as she gushed out her orgasm. She had to bury her face in her pillow so no one would hear her moans.

A few days later on a Sunday morning Melissa and her mother and Paul were seated around the patio table drinking coffee and eating Danish rolls and reading the Times. They d all just tumbled out of bed and were still in their night clothes. Behind the Perspective section Barbara was dressed in silk PJs that were so loose on top that her nipples showed each time she leaned forward. Behind the Sports page Paul was bare-chested and wore only a pair of nylon running shorts—he ran at least five miles every Sunday morning. Melissa hid behind Sunday Style bleary-eyed and bed-headed in her light blue VS panties and camisole.

When Paul went to the cabinet for the Honey Nut Cheerios she couldn t help but notice the muscles in his legs and the way his running shorts rode up to give her a peek of his tight round butt. Before sinking back into her paper Melissa glanced at her mother and realized she d been caught staring at Paul. Barbara smiled knowingly and gave her daughter a wink. Blushing Melissa looked down and saw her nipples straining against the thin fabric of her camisole. It made her blush even redder.

When Paul returned to the table Melissa was aware of stirring on her mother s side of the table. Paul gave his wife a smile and patted her leg. Through the glass table top Melissa detected movement as her mother placed her foot squarely in Paul s crotch. While Paul ate his Cheerios and pretended to read his paper Barbara rubbed and smiled and winked at Melissa again. After a few minutes Paul cleared his throat pushed Barbara s foot away stood and gave his wife a kiss.

I better go for that run he said.

As he strode across the kitchen Melissa found herself staring at a tent in his running shorts. Paul s penis was undoubtedly erect. Melissa bit her lower lip and swallowed hard.

Not bad huh? her mother said as Paul disappeared through the door.

Mother! Melissa was more embarrassed than ever.

Again Barbara smiled knowingly. She reached across the table and took her daughter s hand.

It s all right to be attracted to men she said. It s healthy for a girl your age.

Mom I know that.

It s just well you seem so caught up in your studies that you may be missing out on some important things in life. You are interested in men aren t you?

Of course I am. It s just that they don t seem very interested in me. Besides you always taught me to be a good girl.

Her mother patted Melissa s hand. But you re a young woman now. You just need to know how to get the boys attention. They really don t need much encouragement. Have you ever been with a boy?

Mom!

I mean has a boy ever touched your breasts or put a finger inside you? Have you ever held a boy s cock in your hand or put it in your mouth? Have you taken a big one like Paul s?

Melissa couldn t believe what she was hearing. She d never talked to her mother about sex before and now this. She stood to leave. I really don t like talking about these things with you.

Barbara smiled behind her coffee cup. I m just saying there s more to life than all those books of yours. Don t wait until you re my age to find that out.

Melissa went upstairs closed the door to her room and threw herself across the bed. Her head was spinning. She didn t know what to think. When she closed her eyes she saw Paul s butt and the tent in his shorts. She heard her mother s words…have you ever held a boy s cock in your hand…had a big one like Paul s?

She sat up and propped pillows behind her. Sunlight through the blinds fell in slats across her bed. Through the open window she could hear birds singing. She slipped out her panties damp already from the events at breakfast and opened her legs. Her pubic hair was white and fine as corn silk. She slid a hand beneath the hair and ran a finger inside the pink slit. She explored from the pucker of her anus to the hood of her clit. Oozing nectar like a ripe fruit she used her left hand to open her lips and looked down at the bump of flesh that protruded from the hood. She gasped and began slow circular motions on the bump with the fingers of her right hand.

She grew delirious with pleasure. She circled then dipped a finger inside her vagina then circled some more. She let her head fall back against the pillows and rocked her hips in rhythm with her fingering. Has a boy ever put his finger in you? She slid a hand inside her camisole and tugged at her nipple. Has a boy ever touched your breasts?

She rubbed her clit furiously. She felt pressure begin to build in her pelvis. The pressure intensified building building building. She wailed like a mating feline.Until finally she felt the release spasm after spasm wave after wave. Her hips cleared the bed. She buried two fingers deep inside herself and ground against them.

When she opened her eyes her pleasure and excitement was immediately replaced by embarrassment. Standing in the doorway was her mother her mouth open wide. Oh Sweetie she said and came to Melissa s side.

Melissa wiped sticky fingers on the sheets and scrambled to cover herself. Mother please.

Barbara sat on the bed next to her and placed a hand on Melissa s cheek. Oh honey. It s all right. You must be on fire.

Melissa couldn t bear to look at her blinked away hot tears. I m so ashamed.

You shouldn t be ashamed. This is natural. I do it all the time…well I did before Paul came along. Your father wasn t the best of lovers.

Mom please…I just want…

Barbara stood. Don t move. She hurried out the door. I ll be right back she said over her shoulder.

Melissa caught her breath and slipped back into her panties. She couldn t believe she d just been caught diddling by her mother. How would she ever live this down?

Suddenly Barbara reappeared at her side. She had an object in her hand. It was a long thick penis-shaped object. There s no need to be embarrassed her mother told her. Everyone has sexual desires and everyone masturbates.

Not everyone gets caught.

Melissa s mother patted her hand reassuredly then placed the plastic penis in Melissa s palm. This has been a good friend of mine she said. Believe me it s better than your fingers.

Mom!

The next time you feel the urge try it out. Turn this here and it vibrates. Turn it this way and it vibrates faster.

Melissa rolled her eyes.

From downstairs Paul s voice intruded on their privacy. Barbara he called.

I ll just leave it here. Her mother laid the vibrator in the top drawer of Melissa s night stand before leaving her alone.

Melissa pulled the covers over her head and refused to come out her room for the rest of the day.

The following week Paul took time away from the office to work around the house. As usual her mother left the house early and didn t return until dinner time.

While Paul cut grass pruned trees and spread mulch Melissa sunbathed by the pool and read Darwin s The Origin of the Species. More than once she caught herself watching her step-father while he worked. Again he wore no top and the muscles in his chest shoulders arms and abdomen strained like steel cords. His ragged cut-off jeans cupped his butt lovingly and showed off those strong runner s legs.

Melissa caught him eyeing her too. She started off the week wearing a modest black one-piece but by Wednesday had shifted to a tempting red bikini that left little to the imagination. On Thursday she took off the top and didn t even bother to cover herself when she flipped from her tummy to her back and applied suntan oil to her breasts. Paul pretended not to notice but there was no hiding the effect her state of undress was having on him. That thing inside his cut-offs swelled and bulged.

All week while she tried to remain focused on her reading she found her mind drifting. She thought about her mother s words…a big one like Paul s. And her mother had said she d used to masturbate but didn t need to now that she had Paul. Melissa imagined his chest against hers his belly against hers. She imagined his cock in her hand her mouth. She imagined Paul s fingers searching inside her and his big hard dick pumping in and out her tight puss.

By Thursday afternoon when her mother arrived home from work she was beside herself. She was thinking that if she couldn t have Paul maybe she would give her mother s vibrator a try. She could fantasize about Paul using it on her. Yeah she d lay back and let him fuck her with that big thing while she stroked him off. When her mother came though the patio doors and out to pool still dressed in her heels and business attire Melissa let the fantasy go. She hoped no one noticed that her nasty thoughts had made her so wet that she d leaked through the crotch of her bikini.

Barbara gave Melissa a wave and threw her a kiss. But it was Paul she had in her sights. She walked directly over to where he was painting a storage shed. She took his arm and gave him a kiss. Melissa watched them talk and laugh then Barbara pulled her sweaty paint-stained husband after her.

Melissa had a pretty good idea where they were going and what they were going to do. Damn! Her mother was right she was on fire.

She gave them a few minutes to get started before heading inside. She was bound and determined to see what it was they were up to that made her mother cry out like she did that made Paul grunt and groan as he did.

Silently she made her way up the stairs and to their bedroom in bare feet dressed only in her skimpy bikini. She placed an ear to the door and listened. There were the muted sounds she d hoped to hear. Her mother was cooing softly. Paul moaned. She turned the handle and peeked inside. She could hardly believe the sight that met her eyes.

Both Paul and her mother were naked his tan muscular body in sharp contrast to her lean white body. Paul was lying on his back with his legs spread—nothing was left to the imagination. His cock longer and thicker than the vibrator stood straight up. His large hairy balls rolled with a life of their own and his brown puckered asshole seemed to wink at her. Barbara straddled his face her breasts grazed his belly and her mouth and hands were busy with that huge hard on. She stroked and licked at it while bouncing and grinding against Paul s busy mouth.

Now and then her mother would cease her ministrations and lift her face to cry out with pleasure as Paul licked her or fingered her in just the right way. When she returned her lips and tongue to his cock somehow taking it all in Paul thrust his hips and groaned.

After several minutes Paul pulled Melissa s mother off of him and brought her around on her hands and knees. He stood behind her and lined up his cock with her cunt. She reached behind and guided him in. Again Melissa could hardly believe it. The head the shaft—all of it disappeared into her mother. Barbara wailed like Melissa had her wail in the night. Paul thrust against her back and forth. His cock worked like a piston. He reached beneath her and pinched her nipples. Barbara wailed again. He reached lower and rubbed her clit while he fucked her. Barbara cried out like she d been shot.

It didn t take much of this. Barbara s cries became more frantic. Yeah baby yeah baby she whimpered over the slapping sounds of Paul s belly on her ass over the sucking sounds of her pussy. Give it to me that s it that s it. Fuck me good.

Then Paul raised a hand in the air and brought it down hard against Barbara s ass. She yelped then began to shudder. I m going to come I m going to come. Yeah yeah yeah. Ohhhh yeah.

Her body jerked and twitched and bucked. When she d milked every drop of pleasure from her climax she turned and took Paul s pussy-slick cock in her mouth again. She pumped and sucked loudly. Give me that come she murmured.

Oh Baby I m almost there.

Melissa watched in amazement as Barbara reached a hand between Paul s legs cupped his ass and worked a finger into his tight hole.

Uggghhhhnnnn. There was that groan she d heard all the way in her room deep in the night.

The look on both of their faces told her he was squirting his sperm into her mother s throat. Barbara didn t flinch. She took every drop of it and even when he appeared to be finished she continued to lick and suck.

Melissa was beside herself with lust. She closed the door and dashed down the hall. She dropped her bikini bottoms and leapt onto the bed. She reached inside her drawer for the vibrator. She wanted it from behind just like her mother had taken it. She got on all fours thrust her sweet young bottom in the air and watched herself in the mirror on her closet door. The vibe slid into her aching pussy with ease filling her just as Paul s cock had filled her mothers pussy. Oh God. It felt so good to be full to be stretched. She worked the vibrator in and out emulating the fucking movements of her mother and Paul. She paused for a moment to turn on the switch and that quick it was if her pussy was alive and ablaze.

She heard herself wail just like her mother had when Paul had slapped her ass.

Melissa drove back against the vibrator. She pushed it in and out. She cried out over and over and was pretty sure she screamed when the orgasms began. One after another like seismic quakes rumbling across the earth. She kept it up until her knees buckled and she collapsed face first and passed out overcome by passion on her bed covers.

When Melissa came to she wasn t alone. Her mother still naked and flushed from the fucking she d received earlier sat on the bed next to her. Paul also naked stood at the end of the bed. His dark eyes studied his step-daughter hungrily. His semi-hard cock still glistened with Barbara s saliva. Melissa sat up and tried to hide beneath her pillows. But there was no denying what she d been up to–the tell-tale vibrator lay as exposed and glistening with her pussy juice.

Her mother smiled sweetly and took her hand. We heard the door close she said. You must have watched us.

Then we heard you Paul said. You must have enjoyed yourself. He nodded to the vibrator.

I m so embarrassed Melissa managed. I shouldn t have spied on you. It came out as a squeak.

Her mother stroked her forearm gently. Oh honey you re just doing what s natural. One of these days you ll meet the right boy and everything will just fall into place but now you re having a rough time.
ugh time.

Paul came around the bed and sat next to Barbara. He placed a hand on Melissa s knee. Your mother was thinking that maybe we could help you through this.

The real thing is even better than that vibrator Barbara said.

Melissa stared at her mother and step-father. What are you saying? The pillows she d used to cover herself fell to the side revealing her pert breasts her firm belly the damp patch of pubic hair.

Her mother slid away and sat in the chair next to Melissa s desk. Just let it happen Sweetie. Paul will show you the way.

When Melissa looked at Paul there was no mistaking his interest and willingness. His cock stood at attention again. His eyes were on her breasts. Melissa couldn t help herself—her nipples were as stiff as his cock. His eyes trailed down to her pussy. Again she couldn t help herself her lips swollen from her masturbation puffed open like a butterfly s wings. Her clitty begged for attention despite the fucking she d given herself just a little while earlier.

Paul leaned over and very gently placed his lips on a cherry red nipple. His tongue swirled around it. Oh my Melissa heard herself sigh.

Just go with it Baby Girl Paul told her.

He sucked and nipped at a nipple while fondling the other breast. Well she d never known that her breasts were so sensitive. She ran her fingers through his hair and cast a glance across the room at her mother. Barbara watched her husband and her daughter intently. She d raised one long shapely leg over a chair arm. She absentmindedly caressed a breast with one hand while lazily massaging the dark vee between her legs with the other.

Paul s lips moved lower kissing Melissa s belly his tongue leaving a wet trail of saliva past her navel. His deft fingers opened her pussy and painted a Picasso on her clit. His talented tongue licked her entered her flicked at her. As he licked and flicked he took her hand and brought it to his cock.

Melissa s fingers encircled it. Oh it felt so wonderful to hold. She stroked it as his lips enclosed her clit and sucked insistently. Her hands cupped his sack. Her fingernails teased each testicle. Her pussy was a river coursing between her legs.

Use your thumb to rub his pre-cum around the head her mother coached from the sidelines.

Melissa did as she was instructed and Paul smiled up at her. That s it he breathed. Just like that.

Her heart pounded thrilled to know that she d excited him so.

Give her a taste of it Barbara called to Paul.

Suddenly he was on his feet. He stood over her on the bed his cock even with her mouth. He held it in his hand and drew it across her lips. Melissa licked tentatively. He rubbed it on her cheeks and chin. He felt hot to the touch smelled like man-sweat and cunt juice.

Take it Barbara said. It won t bite.

Melissa held it as her mother had held it before at the base while wrapping her lips around the head. Paul pushed forward then pulled back. She licked the shaft teased at his pee hole. She sucked and lavished in the taste of him. Sweet and salty and uriney all of that.

Lick my balls he whispered.

She lowered her face to his those beautiful balls rolled her tongue over and under them took one and then the other in her mouth and sucked tenderly. Paul groaned and she thought just the sound of it might make her come. She grabbed for him whe he retreated

Sweet Melissa he murmured and leaned over to kiss her full on the lips. Baby Girl.

Across the room Melissa was aware of her mother s increasingly rapid breathing. Out of the corner of her eye she could see that Barbara was touching herself more urgently. Fuck her she told her husband. God knows she needs it.

Paul brought his soft wet mouth to her ear. Are you ready to be fucked Melissa?

Oh yes she told him. She d never wanted anything more in her life. Fuck me Paul please fuck me.

Is this your first time?

Yes and I want you to be my first.

He opened her legs and kneeled between them. He placed her hand around his cock. Here Baby Girl you do it.

She rubbed the head up and down her slit causing his eyes to flutter and roll back in her head. She tapped the head against her clit until she thought they both might explode. Then she positioned him at her entrance. He nudged forward and entered her no more than an inch or two then withdrew. She arched her back lifted her pussy to him. C mon fuck me she growled feeling nastier than she d ever felt before. Fuck me good and hard.

Across the room she heard her mother s cry. Fuck her already.

Suddenly Paul pushed all the way int