Word of mouth let people in the neighborhood know about the planned carnal capers at Debbie's. We talked about limiting the guest list, but as we spread the word, first one and then another neighbor suggested inviting others who were open-minded, safe, horny, and not afraid to let it all hang out in front of strangers. I helped Debbie and the girls get their house ready, making sure we had clean sheets on the beds and sofas. We even put a sign on the door to the large master bath announcing it was open for water sports in case a pee fight broke out.
After watching Debbie, Diana, and Dakota bend and stretch and talk about how much fucking and sucking they were planning for the next day, I went home with a raging hard-on. When I suggested we start the party early, I was rebuffed. They were saving themselves.
At home, I had a hell of a time falling asleep as I wondered just who am I going to fuck first?
As it turns out, it wasn't for me to decide. When I jumped the fence and arrived at Debbie's a few minutes before the designated 10 p.m. start time, the three neighbor vixens were waiting for me. They had a plan.
"Now Tom," Debbie said as I surveyed their party clothes. "We want to start the night off with something special. As I told you, the girls don't have much experience with mature men, so we thought it would be fun for you to give them some pointers, if you know what I mean."
A wry smile crossed her face, and she motioned toward her two teen daughters, Diana, nineteen, and Dakota, seventeen. They were dressed in similarly skimpy outfits that barely covered their bodies. Dakota jumped with joy and her tiny tits jiggled. Diana reached out and took my hand.
"If you want to join us in my room, Mom can greet the other guests and we can get warmed up," the dark-haired, tall college student said.
"You mean lubed up too, don't you, big sister?" Dakota, the blonde, athletic high school senior, laughed. She was the friskier of the two, with Diana the more serious and patient sister.
I watched Dakota's firm ass and thick, muscular thighs climb the stairs in the split-level home that was about to be transformed into a suburban fuck palace. My cock was surging as Diana held onto me, rubbing her soft, teen-age skin against me. I wondered if these two girls had any idea how much power they had over me at that very moment. The sexual tension in the air was so thick it clouded my mind. I was putty in their hands. Two tight, soft, inexperienced teenagers were about to have their way with me. Damn, I thought, I might never go back to women my age!
Once inside the room, I was reminded of my harlots' youth. The walls were a muted pink and there was a girlish heart pattern and Cupid arrows on the matching sheets and pillowcases. On the walls were posters of boyish YouTube stars I had never heard of, but who sported surfer-dude hair and bulging crotches. The lights were dim. Taylor Swift sang from the tiny speakers mounted on the wall. Dakota pulled off her top and fell to her knees.
"Tom, I must see what's in your pants," she said, her face inches from my waist as she pulled down my shorts. My nine-inch cock, still growing harder, bounced as it was freed. "Oh my god! I’ve been dreaming of this huge monster since you jacked off all over us. Let me at it!.”
Before the little sister could get her lips on me, Diana pulled me toward a small sofa and pushed me to take a seat. She pulled my top off and then did the same to her own. A bright red thong was all she wore. The nipples on her healthy C-cup breasts grew as hard as my cock.
Dakota crawled between my legs and began to rub her hands down my chest, pausing at my hips and blowing warm air onto my cock. My clean-shaven balls were heaving as my dick surged. I leaned back and spread my legs.
"Girls," I managed. "I have been so looking forward to this. Your mom says you don't have much experience."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Well, not that she knows about," Diana said and she pulled her panties tight into her crack, showing me her engorged labia and dark, trimmed pubic hair. Dakota rubbed her hands up and down my thighs, pausing to tickle my balls and rub a finger on the sensitive space in front of my asshole.
"You see," Diana said as she moved her crotch closer to my face, "Dakota and I know a few things. We used to watch our mom and dad and now, when we get tired of fucking each other, we play with the boys at school. It's pretty easy to find a willing partner."
No kidding, I thought, thinking about the line of perpetually horny teen-age boys that would form to tap these two beauties. Dakota went on: "But the boys are really inexperienced. They're just kids. They cum practically as soon as they see a nice ass. And none of them know how to properly eat pussy. Mom says you'll show what real men know."
Dakota grabbed my cock and moved up and down with her fist, easing a bit of pre-cum from the tiny slit in the head. She licked, and I squirmed in my seat.
Diana was doing a little dance, her pussy just inches from my face, and Dakota was massaging my cock with her soft hand.
"Oh girls, you are too much," I said with a smile. "I'll try to take it slow and I'm sure I can suck your cunts better than some schoolboy. It's one of my favorite things to do."
The girls began to change positions. Dakota slipped her panties off to show her unkempt blonde bush and well-developed hips. She turned to face the room, her ass to me so I could marvel at the wonderful globes of flesh split in two by a pussy gash and asshole. My cock jumped in delight.
Diana, who was already naked, swung one of her legs over me and positioned her savory-smelling gash directly in front of my mouth. "Taste me, you perverted old man," she said as she placed her hands on my shoulder and pulled me in for a heavenly snack. "Show me you know how to suck a girl's pussy."
My tongue slithered out of my mouth and onto her labia, tasting her musky juices. I swirled around her pubes in search of a hardening clitoris.