Chapter 6

It did satisfy Donny but only for a while. At two that afternoon he took his bicycle and rode off down the road. He had not said where he was going, but Marilyn knew.

Donny was going to find Sally.

As she relaxed on the patio, a glass of iced tea on the redwood table next to her lounge chair, she wondered how Donny could keep up this pace. He seemed to have more stamina and virility than most men twice his age.

But she wasn’t complaining.

She smiled as the hot sun burned down on her. Her body—her tits and ass and cunt—felt very good.

There was a pleasant tingle in her tits and cunt, and she writhed gently under the hot sun. She must have dozed.

The soft sound brought her eyes open, and she looked up to see Sally standing there. The girl still wore that same swimsuit and it was pulled up into the crack of her pretty ass.

“Why, Sally.” Marilyn murmured, taking her tea and finding the ice had melted. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

Sally was standing about four feet away from her and her eyes were big and hot. For the first time, Marilyn realized she was still naked. She glanced about for something to cover herself with, but there was only her skirt and blouse all the way across the patio. It was too late anyway.

“You go around naked a lot, don’t you?” Sally asked, her voice low.

Marilyn decided there was no sense in pretending modesty. She wasn’t in any event. Besides, the way Sally was looking at her, she knew the girl enjoyed what she was seeing.

Marilyn nodded. “Have you seen my son?”

Sally shook her head, the golden curls waving and shimmering. Her eyes moved about Marilyn’s naked, thrusting tits and down to the triangle of thick cunt hair.

“He went looking for you, I think.”

One of Marilyn’s legs was over the lounge, the other straight out. She knew Sally was gazing between her thighs, seeing her cunt. But she didn’t care. It was damn well time to find out if Sally was as erotic as she seemed.

“I haven’t been home since we went riding.” Sally said, her voice very low, a quiver in it now. “I probably missed him somewhere.”

Marilyn regarded the girl with warm eyes. It was obvious that Sally was excited. Her small body trembled, but it was with desire not embarrassment. Deliberately, Marilyn gazed with open delight at the small mounds of Sally’s tits, seeing the succulent nipples molded there. She licked her lips as she let her gaze drift down, stopping at the slightly bulging crotch of Sally’s bathing suit. She licked at her lips in a deliberate gesture and when she glanced at Sally’s face, she saw intense interest there.

Marilyn slowly opened her legs wider, arching her cunt up with a wiggle of her ass. She continued to gaze at Sally with speculating, smoldering eyes.

“You’re more beautiful without clothes on.” Sally said, her voice husky.

“Do you think so, honey?” Marilyn cooed, arching her cunt up once more, shaking her hips with inviting lewdness.

Sally nodded.

“I bet I know what you’re thinking, darling.” Marilyn said softly.

“Oh?”

“You’d like to touch me.” Marilyn’s voice was throaty as she gazed boldly at the small girl. “You’d like to touch my body.”

A small tremor seemed to go through Sally, and she barely nodded her head.

“You can, you know.” Marilyn said. “You can touch me if you’d like, Sally. I wouldn’t mind if you did. I’d enjoy it.”

She crooked a finger at Sally, motioning her to come closer. Sally came, her eyes burning between Marilyn’s thighs. When she stood next to the redwood lounge, Marilyn placed her palm on Sally’s hip. She moved her palm down onto the naked flesh of the slender thigh, feeling the heat radiating from that succulent body. Sliding her hand around, she closed her fingers upon one small, very tight ass cheek, giving it a squeeze.

Sally whimpered and her body shuddered. She moved a small hand out and placed it upon one of Marilyn’s swelling tits. She ran her finger about the smooth tit, fingering the nipple into a harder peak.

Marilyn could not resist sliding her hand back in front of the standing girl. She traced her fingers along the tight crotch of Sally’s bathing suit, the contact seeming to sear her fingers. Sliding her hand between Sally’s thighs, she cupped the girl’s succulent cunt and pressed upward.

Sally whimpered with pleasure, and began to squeeze Marilyn’s tits with both hands.

Marilyn rubbed her palm back and forth against Sally’s cunt, watching those slim hips writhe and move with her. Using her other hand, she pulled at Sally’s wrist, bringing the small hand down to her own bushy cunt. Placing Sally’s hand there, she closed her thighs about it, pumping her hips up and down.

Sally was squeezing one of Marilyn’s tits and feeling the hairy, wet cunt with the other hand. She made a tentative thrust with one finger and Marilyn mewled as it entered her slippery cunt.

Neither woman said a word. They breathed hotly and swiftly, panting as the excitement grew within their bodies. Their eyes moved about with each other, seeking and finding pleasure. Sally slipped her finger in and out of Marilyn’s cunt, and that told the older woman this succulent girl was no stranger to finger-fucking. Sally knew exactly what to do, and it was confirmed when a small finger rubbed about Marilyn’s steaming clitoris.

Not only had she found out Sally had a very erotic mind but now Marilyn knew the girl had been doing things with her own body too. This pleased Marilyn tremendously. Going a bit further, she pulled Sally’s finger out of her cunt and lifted it to her own mouth. With her eyes blazing up into Sally’s hot blue ones, Marilyn licked the finger, tasting the juices of her own cunt. Taking the small finger into her mouth, she sucked on it, delighted to hear Sally purr with eager anticipation.

Shoving Sally’s finger back into her cunt, she worked it in and out by holding the small wrist. Once again she withdrew her finger, and this time offered it to Sally. Without hesitation, Sally licked at the wetly glistening finger then sucked it into her own small mouth.

Marilyn worked her finger under the tight crotch of Sally’s bathing suit and rubbed along the hot lips of the girl’s steaming cunt. Sally mewled and arched her hips forward, her eyes glassy.

It was time, Marilyn knew.

Sitting up, she reached for the straps of Sally’s bathing suit. Pulling them from the golden shoulders, she pulled the tight garment to Sally’s waist. The small tits were as sugary as she had expected. The nipples were pink—fiery pink—standing up beautifully. For a moment, Marilyn fondled those succulent tits, then leaned forward and sucked on each nipple in turn. Sally cooed with delight and hugged the older woman’s face tightly into her tits.

Finally she began to roll the swimsuit down. Her eyes were as bright as a child’s on a birthday, opening gifts. As the bathing suit rolled down those slim thighs, Marilyn found herself gazing upon the cutest cunt she had ever seen—not that she had seen too many cunts.

But Sally had a fine, sweet pussy slit, sculptured delicately. The lips were swollen with desire, and the very tip of that sweet clitoris peeked from the almost hairless cunt. Sally had hair on her pussy, but it was so blonde it was almost white.

Sally stepped from her swimsuit, not at all embarrassed to be naked before this beautiful woman. Knowing she was exquisitely beautiful, Sally was not vain about it. On the contrary, what she had told Marilyn earlier in the day had been true. There were times when she wished she didn’t have such beauty, then maybe boys would not be so afraid of her.

Still without saying anything, Marilyn laid back on the redwood lounge chair again. She swung her legs over each side of it, her bushy cunt fully revealed to Sally’s hot eyes. But Marilyn was very anxious.

She took Sally’s hand and pulled her closer, positioning the little girl. It seemed as if Sally knew what Marilyn wanted and without instructions, she found herself squatting above Marilyn’s face.

Marilyn gazed up into that sweet, honeyed cunt. She could see the delicate lips and the throbbing clitoris. The cheeks of Sally’s ass, parted in her squatting position, were very white compared to the tan of her body.

Sally was looking down between her spreading knees into Marilyn’s face. Marilyn moved her hands along the slim thighs and about the parted cheeks of Sally’s ass. The flesh was hot and smooth against her palms, exciting to touch. From under the spreading ass cheeks, Marilyn moved her fingers until she traced the swollen cunt lips. Then she lifted her head and pressed her mouth into Sally’s cunt.