Robin excused herself to go to the bathroom, and rotten Beth, who definitely was showing more and more of a mischievous streak, wriggled off the couch and went and planted herself on Ron’s lap, to everyone’s surprise.
“Mr. Thomas, you’re the greatest. Thanks so much for helping us with this.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and planted her lips on his. I think Ron was more surprised than any of us.
When she pulled away he looked nervous, then grinned like the Cheshire Cat. “Hell, if I knew it would get that kind of response, I’d have built a chain of places long ago.”
Beth wriggled in his lap. “Heck Mr. Thomas, if I knew a kiss would get this kind of reaction out of you, you would have gotten one a lot sooner.”
He blushed crimson, as Robin returned. I expected some kind of response from her, but she just settled in beside Ron, pulling Beth’s legs into her lap. She was definitely learning how to fit in.
My hand was resting on Debbie’s breast, while she just relaxed against me, apparently enjoying the interaction as much as me. Amie sat up and cuddled in close, wiggling under my arm. “They are just rotten,” Amie whispered to me, unable to tear her gaze away when Beth went back for another kiss.
Robin was sitting up, her hand inside Ron’s shirt, whispering in his ear.
I didn’t know where this all was going, but it was entertaining as hell.
“Jesus, I can’t believe this. My dad’s getting more action than me.” Amie said loud enough for everyone to hear, getting a laugh out of most of us.
“Oh, Right. Little Miss All Night Long,” Debbie interjected, pretty much letting the cat out of the bag.
When Beth pulled away, she climbed off Ron’s lap, with one last ostentatious bad-intentioned wriggle. “Thanks again Mr. Thomas.”
“After that, young lady, I think you’d better call me Ron.”
Beth came over and stretched out across us, her head in Debbie’s lap, her butt on Amie’s, her legs hanging off the end of the couch. She gave a long stretch, accentuating her sexy young looks.
Robin took the opening on Ron’s lap as an invitation and straddled him, facing her new friend. While she was kissing him, I had my hand inside Beth’s shirt, fondling her hard little nipple. Debbie was stroking her hair.
Amie must have been feeling a little left out. She turned my head and explored my mouth with her active little tongue.
Robin was the one to raise the stakes, sitting back and peeling off her shirt, sitting topless on Ron’s lap. He had partially turned, and I could see his hand on her tit.
Did I say things were moving fast? Light should move so fast!
When Beth noticed what had happened, she reached down and pulled her own shirt off, exposing her incredible tits to the air.
Amie hissed, “Beth! What are you doing?”
“Lighten up Amie. I don’t think your dad minds, do you? Why don’t you get comfortable? Everyone’s having a great time.”
Everyone might be having a great time, but it was clear that Robin was going to do her best to make sure that Ron had an especially spectacular evening. It couldn’t have been any more obvious when she got up and stretched out across the loveseat, her back to us and her head in his lap.
If her intention wasn’t clear enough, when Ron gasped, “Oh God!” I think it was obvious.
“Fuck,” Amie groaned. Taking Beth’s advice she peeled off her own shirt, and reached into my lap, grabbing my hard-on.
Beth just sighed. “Is it just me, or is it incredibly hot in here?” She turned on her side, lifted up Debbie’s shirt, and latched onto her breast. Debbie moaned and lifted her arms in the air, all the encouragement I needed to slip her shirt off.
Four hot women. Eight exposed tits. Life was good.
It was even better for Ron. Robin got on her hands and knees, still on the couch, and we all had a show as we watched her go down on Ron, nothing blocking our view. He had his hand in the back of Robin’s head, the other one caressing her ass. It wasn’t much of a surprise when she reached behind her to lower the shorts off of her ass, making herself that much more accessible.
Beth sat up then straddled Amie’s lap giving her a quick kiss. “Amie. I’m gonna help Robin, Ok?”
“Beth, it’s my dad,” she whispered in resignation.
“I know. I’ve always had the hots for him. Just trust me.” She gave her another kiss, leaned in and gave me a quick one, then sauntered across the room, kneeling at Ron’s feet. She leaned in and whispered in Robin’s ear. Robin released him and looked over at us. Then she leaned back and made room for the teen tease.
I got one good look at Beth giving him a long lick before she tugged his pants down, while Robin opened his shirt. Once the man was all but naked my view was blocked by Beth’s head as she bobbed down over him.
Amie leaned across me. “Debbie, can I borrow Jack a bit?”
Debbie just laughed. “Like I have control over any of this? Enjoy yourself.”
That’s was all the encouragement Amie needed. She pulled my shirt off, then sat at my feet and tugged my shorts off. I looked up and Ron was watching us with a fevered look in his eye, his hands resting on the heads of the two girls pleasuring him. When Amie took off her shorts and panties, I heard him moan. When she climbed atop me and slid my full length into her, he groaned loudly, never tearing his eyes off of where his daughter’s tight little pussy was stuffed with my fat cock. Beth backed off and let Robin finish our guest. My hot little teen bed-warmer climbed on the arm of the couch, leaned into Ron and whispered into his ear, while the two of them watched sweet Amie slide up and down my straining cock.
“God Amie, you are incredible.” I told her, grasping her ass cheeks tightly.
“Is he watching?” she asked me.
“Can’t tear his eyes off of you,” I confirmed.
“God, this is so bad,” she said, kissing me hard. She slowly rose up off my cock, then turned around, faced the loveseat, and settled back down, fucking herself on my steel shaft, on full display. There was definitely an exhibitionist streak inside this wild child.