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women all started to masturbate themselves while the men looked on eagerly.
Babs ran her hand slowly down her belly, then slid it between her legs. She pressed her fingertips gently
against the wet cunt-lips, then began to give her clit light flicks with her thumb.
Nell, after pressing the neck of the bottle against her lips a few times, slid it into her hole. The neck of the
bottle sloped gradually, so she could get the mouth of it in quite far. It was nice for her that by pressing
the neck in, she could apply variations of pressure to her cunt-lips. The bottleneck got wider and wider
as it went down her cunt. Tessie felt her clit swell up hard as she gazed at her cunt in the mirror. Since
her eyesight was sharp, she could even see the little thing grow larger. She moved her hands down to her
pussy and used one to pull the lips of her cunt way back. It was a real hole that gaped back at her. She
slid the fingers of the other hand into that hole, and started to press them against the pussy walls.
She let go of her cunt-lips, allowing the organ to close over her fingers. She wanted one hand free for
her breasts. She knew how sensitive they were, knew that the right amount of fondling would do a lot to
speed up the process of bringing herself to a come. She cradled her tits in her right hand, lolling them
about her chest from one side to the other. Her breasts were so big they hung out on either side of her
rib cage.
She was using the finger in her cunt again, frigging away as she kneaded her breasts with her other hand.
Her finger was expert, feeling every sensitive inch of the pussy, running up and down the soft and
gleaming-wet lips, circling the clit tantalizingly, tickling it, then pressing it hard to bring her nearer and
nearer to orgasm. Suddenly she frigged her clit briskly, throwing her head back and closing her eyes with
fiery passion. Her jaw slackened and a bit of drool ran from the corner of her mouth.
Her free hand was jumping from one nipple to another, teasing each one, pulling it out hard and letting it
go, pinching it and tormenting it with growing ecstasy. The attention of the three men was temporarily
drawn from the other two women to the grandmother. Her expertise was apparent, and so was the
effect of her activities on the audience. Cocks were hard all around the room as eyes focused on the
frigging hand of the woman, then on the huge, jiggling bosom as fingers teased nipples to supreme
hardness. Tessie no longer kneaded the whole breasts, but concentrated on the sensitive nipples just as
her other hand now eschewed the cunt-lips for the pricklike clit. The clit was stimulated to a peak, and
so were the nipples as the other woman's fingers danced from spot to spot.
Suddenly, Nell drew the attention of the on-lookers to herself, as she arched her back and tossed her
head from side to side in passion. She was sliding the bottle up and down inside her cunt, rubbing the
thin lips and hitting the sensitive clit button. It felt similar to a prick; only colder and harder. When she
pressed way in, it was much thicker than any prick in the world, and she dug that. Every thrust of the
thing brought her cunt-lips pulling across her clit, which was throbbing with passion. Her free hand
caressed her breasts or went down to her crotch to aid the bottle in stimulating her clit and lips. Babs
was using what one might call the classic technique of female jerking off. No mirrors or bottles for her,
just good, skillful handwork. Her fingers danced lightly over the wet cunt-flesh, tantalizing her into a state
of wild excitement. "Oh!" she gasped. "O-h-h-h." She wasn't coming - not yet - but she soon would be.
She plunged her fingers into her quim again and again, while grinding her asscheeks against the carpet in
excitement. Her fingers were almost as good as a cock up her cunt.
The men were watching all this with complete fascination. Their pricks were sticking out like poles, their
balls aching to come. It was obvious they were going to be tigers when it came time to use their whangs.
Ned had gotten on the floor, near his grand-mother's cunt and positioned himself so he could look at the
cunt itself, or at the reflection in the mirror. It was exciting to switch back and forth from one to the other.
Each woman was near to coming now, and each could guess the others weren't far from the same point.
The great beat-off contest was nearing its conclusion, and three pairs of hands were working overtime in
the effort each contestant was making to be first. It was a wild cunt race. Nell felt her body tense more
and more, felt her clit get stiffer. Babs's cunt was a glowing mass of female excitement, and Tessie was
so turned on her forehead glistened with little beads of sweat. Suddenly, the three women were bucking
and heaving with the force of orgasm. The excitement they gave their cunts released itself all at once.
They came off like mad.
Three lovely cunts pounded. Three lovely women gasped, and panted. It was wild, and the men had a
hard time not going off. There was no need for a close check of pussies to see if anyone had cheated.
The smell of cunt in the room was so strong it was obvious all three twats were secreting a terrific
amount of come-juice. The stuff could be seen on the dainty cunt-lips. It glistened and dripped and
splashed. Finally, all three women lay breathing hoarsely. "Who won?" Babs gasped. "It was pretty
much a dead heat as far as I could see," Dan said. "I guess you won, kiddo."
"Are you sure?" Ned asked. "I thought Tessie got off first."
"Funny," Roy said, "I thought Nell won."
It was obvious that each guy had gotten so enthralled by the sight of one woman that he had paid no
attention to the other two. It was better that way. None of the women had the embarrassment of coming
in last. Each would have liked to be the winner, but they dug beating off in front of the men. They were
cunt-pooped and happy. The pricks were hot to come now, after the excitement of watching the
jerk-off contest. The women had just come. Still, they were eager for action. They all knew this: what
they did to their cunts was nothing like what the men could do to them. They all longed for cocks in their
cunts.
"Shall we move on to the daisy chain?" Nell asked. Her nipples were still swollen, a good sign she was
hot to trot. The other five were just as horny, so it was agreed that they should start the daisy chain right
away.
"How do we manage it?" Ned asked. "Even for this family it's a challenge."
Babs thought for a moment, then said, "With six people it won't be easy. I tell you what. Ned can fuck
me dog-style, I'll have Roy lying with his prick under my mouth, and I'll suck it. Nell can squat on his
mouth so he can lick her pussy, and ...." Her voice trailed off as she tried to visualize how the two
remaining people could be hooked in. It meant a lot to her, the final purge of family inhibitions, the final
expression of all she had worked and taken risks for. "I have it," Nell said. "Instead of squatting over
Grandpa's face, I'll be on my hands and knees too, my body pointed the same direction as his. That way
my cunt will be over his mouth and my mouth will be sucking Daddy like you'll be sucking Grandpa. And
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