The clerk and Louise get their turns. All cunt so far.

The shoe store clerk changes to your other foot. His wiener is hard again now, pulsing as his heart beats for you. Louise, Clara and Colleen laugh to see how eager the clerk is to love up on your toes.

"Man loooves his shrimp," Clara says.

"What's that?" Louise says.

"Loves sucking toes is what it means." Colleen says.

Louise giggles. "Shrimp?"

"Look, his balls are getting tight." Colleen says. She strokes her lady lips with a little squishing sound, still wet from that splash she gave you.

"That's right, honey, get yourself all worked up, then come in and eat Mary's pie," you say.

"Mmmhh, mmmhh," the clerk responds, his mouth full of your toes.

You put your fingers in the clerk's hair and guide him off your toes and toward your honeypot. He takes a couple deep breaths and dives in, licking quickly up and down right up the middle.

"Oh hon, there you go," you say, "there you go." You feel your pussy squeezing and you know it's not gonna be long. "Straight up the middle, hon." Your thighs tremble on each side of his face. "Eat it, eat my sweet pie."

"I love seeing a man do good work," Colleen says.

"God, look at him go," Clara says. "I want to be next on Mary."

"Lezbomaniac," Colleen says.

"Like you aren't a bigger one," Clara says. "Squishing her face in your cunt and squirting all over her."

That nice clerk just keeps licking, licking, licking. You sigh in pleasure. The next sigh turns into a moan.

"Oh, look at her face!" Louise says.

"Oh hon, you got me, you got me," you say, Your hips buck forward and back. Your toes curl up with a snap-snap and a warm wave of joy washes over you.

"Woo-hoo, woo-hoo!" you hear from somewhere off in front of you.

Mark +1 XP as you cum on the clerk's tongue (1 total) and take +1 forward.

Better save a little. You open your eyes, take a deep breath, and pat the clerk's head and cheek. "Enough, hon, that's good." You lift him from his knees to kiss him in thanks, tasting your split on his lips, a little rust, copper, latex, and lady funk. Your nostrils flare, knowing you'll be eating those girls' pies again. Your heart thumps. And those sassy little tramps will be eating you and tasting all that and more.

"Time for seconds on pie, girls," you say. "Take off your skirt, Louise hon, and lay yourself down, you'll be first."

Now this is a different angle on Louise, to be sure. Her bush is just a little strip of blonde hair as you approach her honeypot from the top. You wonder what she thinks of your bush, full, though not as thick as some ladies, and trimmed just a tiny bit for your honeybear's sake.

"How about you get started, Louise hon," you say, settling your hips gently down toward her.

There are some motions from behind you and a giggle from Clara and Colleen. "Did you get it?" "Yeah, look at that look on her face!" "You didn't just take a close-up of her butthole. You did."

"Settle down, girls," you say. "Louise, do you like pie?"

"I-I'll try," Louise says.

"Faker," Clara says.

Louise's hot little tongue parts your lady lips. You give her some directions on where to start and what's working well for you, and she seems to be taking them just fine whether she's a beginner pie eater or not so much. "I got you now, honey," you tell Louise, bending forward and bringing your lips to her labia. "Mm-mm, good." you murmur, kissing left and right. "Louise, hon, keep licking." You lick her lady-lips open. More slippery now, less tart. She's loving it, you can tell. You lick deeper. She sighs into your honeypot but keeps licking. As you work on her you can feel her legs trembling. You ease off a little to let her lick you harder. She's licking like she means it. Maybe she's the shyest of these sassy girls, but that tongue isn't shy at all.

"Fucking lick that cunt, Louise," Clara says. "I knew it, I knew it."

You feel another hand on your butt, sliding over toward the center, and fingertips teasing your honey-hole. Louise is getting a little help with you. You moan into Louise's pie as Louise licks and Clara -- is that Clara? -- tickles your baby gate.

You feel your hips starting to move by themselves, chasing Louise's tongue and pushing back at Clara's fingertips. You lick harder on Louise's love bean, feeling her body shake under you. Louise keens out her burst of joy in a high voice. Her legs clamp themselves round your ears. Those fingertips are now fingers, pushing, thrusting, and it's enough to get you off, pushing back and grinding down onto Louise's chin. While the clerk's gave you a warm wave, this is a hot, hard, tight clench. You body struggles to show a wild burst of hot joy while Louise's legs pin your head. You press down hard, hard, hard against Louise's chin. There's a cough and a **** sound and suddenly your head is free. You roll to the side, moaning and crying out with pleasure as Louise coughs, lying there otherwise limp on the floor. Clara, as you suspected, is there wet-handed, as Louise's helper.

Mark +1 XP and take +1 forward as you come on Louise's face, and with L7, mark +1 XP and take +1 forward as Louise comes on your tongue. (3 XP total)

Louise's face is pale and her eyes are running-over wet, tears on her cheeks. Her mouth and chin are slick with your juice. She coughs again and her breathing steadies.

"Oh hon, Louise, honey, are you all right?" you ask.

Louise gives you a vague smile. "Oh yes, Mary," she says. "Oh yes." In a few more breaths, her face looks more evenly pink. "Will you kiss me?"

"Oh hon," you say. You bend your lips to hers, tasting yourself on her, letting her taste herself on yours. You give her a hug and whisper a couple things in her ear. Then the pulse in your loins reminds you you're far from satisfied. With Clara's help, you get Louise settled. You stand tall and give a big stretch, pulling the knots out of your muscles from that last tight clench of joy.

You clear your throat. "Clara hon," you say. "Your turn. This time I'm on top."

(For this thread: +3 forward, +3XP, 3 XP total)