Back to Abby's

After a little more wandering, the girls decided to leave. The memory of Abby's blowjob and promise of more to come had Eleanor hard again, and she was nervous about returning the favor. But boy was she willing.

Abigail drove them back to her place and took Eleanor by the hand, all but dragging her to her bedroom.

"Hey mom, hey Dad," she said as she rushed past the living room.

"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Jones," Eleanor stammered, already past the doorway. They heard murmured and confused responses, and then Abby closed the bedroom door.

She pushed Eleanor against the door and kissed her hard, then stepped back. "Clothes off. Now."

"O-okay," Ellie said, and started to undress.

Abigail cleared her throat.

"I mean...yes mistress."

"Good girl."

Quickly, Ellie was naked, while Abigail was still fully clothed. She looked the naked girl up and down with a hungry eye. She twirled a finger in the air. "Turn around." Eleanor did as she was told, staring at the door until Abigail told her to turn back around.

"Now, lay down on the bed and stroke your cock while I undress," Abigail ordered.

Eleanor scrambled to do as she was told, happy to touch herself after all this simulation. Abigail took it slow, removing each piece with a frustrating casualness. She grinned the whole time, watching Eleanor touch her cock. Abigail's tits were big but not huge, wonderfully round, with erect little nipples. She had a little tummy, soft and smooth, her navel decorated with a gold piercing capped with an amethyst. Her pussy was...gorgeous. Eleanor had to slow her hand as she looked at it. It had puffy lips that were a little pink with desire, and a neatly trimmed narrow patch of hair over it. And her thighs were just as thick as advertised.

Once she was naked, Abigail crawled onto the bed and up until her face was inches from Eleanor's cock. Ellie could feel her hot breath.

"Stop," Abigail ordered, and Eleanor's hand went still. "Good girl. Lay down."

Eleanor lay on her back, heart pounding as she wondered what Abigail had in mind. She didn't wonder long, as Abigail clambered on top of her, sitting on her chest as she grabbed both of Eleanor's wrists and pulled them up near Eleanor's ears. Then, she shifted forward, putting her knees on Eleanor's arms pinning her in place, and hovering her pussy over Eleanor's face.

Ellie looked up and could see that Abigail was soaking wet. Beyond, she saw the same predatory grin from earlier. "Alright," Abigail declared. "Now you're going to pay me back for going down on you earlier. You ever eaten pussy before?"

"N-no, mistress."

"Well that's one of the advantages of sitting on your face. If you're not up to snuff, I can just ride your face and get myself off. But you're going to try your best, aren't you?"

"Yes, mistress."

Without another word, Abby settled onto Ellie's face, and Eleanor immediately took in her taste. It was salty, and slightly sweet, a strong flavor that she didn't expect. It was different from cum. And it was delicious. She wasn't an idiot; she knew the general anatomy of a vulva. She tried her best to lick Abigail's clit, playing her tongue around it and down her lips, sometimes penetrating between them. She could tell she'd found a good rhythm when Abby bucked gently above her. "Good girl," Abby whispered a free times.

Eleanor desperately wished she could touch her cock, and knew that was exactly why Abby was kneeling on her arms. This part was for Abby, and Abby only.

Eleanor was getting tired but kept working hard. Abigail was delicious, and she could absolutely see herself getting addicted to this. Her thighs closed in around Eleanor's face as she got more worked up, and her fingers gripped Eleanor's hair tightly. Eleanor was having a harder time breathing, and was starting to feel it. But she didn't want to stop. She was giddy.

After another minute, Abigail suddenly shifted into a higher gear. She pulled hard on Eleanor's hair, forcing her face tight against Abby's pussy, and started riding her face while moaning quietly but insistently. Ellie wondered how loud she'd be without her family in the house. For now, she was rock hard as she suffocated in Abby's pussy.

Just as suddenly, Abby pulled back, still with an iron grip on Eleanor's hair, and started frantically rubbing her clit with her other hand. With one more high-pitched squeak, Abigail came - gushing like crazy.

She squirted all over Eleanor's head and chest as well as the bed and her own thighs, more liquid than Eleanor thought she'd ever see outside of porn. Eleanor coughed and sputtered as she took the facial, amazed and turned on by it even as she struggled to breathe, until it finally subsided.

Abigail and Eleanor were both left panting, and Eleanor was the first to speak. "Holy shit."

Abigail looked down with a smile and cupped Ellie's cheek. "Sorry, I forgot to warn you that happens sometimes. You did a great job."

Eleanor beamed. "Thank you."