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Crazy Lenny: My adventures with the Landlord’s Daughters II (18+)
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Crazy Lenny: My adventures with the Landlord’s Daughters II (18+)

After a while, they broke apart. “Okay, Lenny, your turn,” said Iheoma. “Come over here and show me what you’ve learned.” I got up and went to embrace my beautiful, sexy, naked neighbor. But as soon as I got within hugging distance of her, my cock, engorged and bobbing, came between us!

“Oh my, that will never do!” said Iheoma. “I don’t think we can even get close enough to kiss with that monster between us. What do you think, Sis?”

“I think we’ll have to deflate it before the lesson can proceed,” said Adaku. “I’ll take care of it.” With that, she grabbed me by the shoulders and tossed me onto the bed on my back. She crawled up between my outstretched legs.

“I wanted to save this for a later lesson,” she said, “but clearly we need to release some pressure now or you’ll never be able to concentrate.” With that, she lowered her beautiful, soft, wet, sensuous mouth onto my dick. She inhaled it into her mouth, slurping and sucking.

The sensation was incredible as my virginal dick encountered its first-ever mouth! It was hot and wet and smooth and tight all at the same time. I felt my cock head reach the back of her throat. Then I felt her tongue, still inside her mouth, swirling all over my sensitive cock flesh. She sucked and slurped, applied alternating pressure and suction, and drooled her saliva all over my straining member.

I don’t think it lasted more than twenty seconds. Her warm, sucking mouth was the most intensely pleasurable experience of my entire young life, and I couldn’t take it for long. My butt cheeks clenched, and I blew my inaugural load into the soft, moist, talented, cum-gobbling mouth of my beautiful, horny Adaku.

Spurt after spurt, saved up over the seven hours since my last jerk-off, spurted into that talented mouth. Adaku swallowed it all down; she seemed to know exactly how to swallow it as fast as I could spew it. A few tiny dribbles leaked out at the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin, but not much.

Adaku stood up, and Iheoma saw the slight dribbles. “Oh, mine!” she said, and ran up to Adaku, licking up the wayward cum with her long, moist, pink tongue. “Mmmmm, yummy!” she said. “I haven’t had virgin cum in ages!”

“Here, I’ve got a little left in my mouth, too,” said Adaku. She hadn’t swallowed it all, after all. They share everything. They again locked lips, and I could see them pushing a ball of my sponge back and forth between their luscious mouths with their wet, wiggling, pink tongues, like little school erasers. Needless to say, my dick didn’t even think about getting soft. But at least it wasn’t twitching and jerking quite so insistently any more.

“Okay, back to the smooching lesson,” said Iheoma. “Come over here and put your arms around me.”

I walked up to her, and put my arms around her waist. She took my right hand and pulled it back farther around her, and planted it firmly on her fat, naked ass. She took my left hand and draped it around her neck. “Now, kiss me like you mean it!” she commanded.

I leaned in and jammed my mouth onto hers, and stuck my tongue into her mouth. What a fool I was.

“No, no, no!” Iheoma said, laughing. “It isn’t an attack! It’s a dance, a duet, a caress! Try again.”

I tried again. I brought my mouth close to hers but did not touch. I brushed my lips lightly against hers. She parted her lips and brought out her tongue. We lightly flicked our tongues together, for a mere fraction of a second. Then again. And again. Then our lips again. I thought I was getting the hang of it! Before long, we were making out like champions. I was making out with the beautiful, sexy, naked Iheoma! I knew I had conquered the skill when Iheoma relaxed her body against me, pulled me close, and changed her body language from that of a teacher to that of a committed participant.

We sucked each other’s’ faces for long minutes, while she cooed in pleasure and my cock returned to full hardness.

“Okay, okay, my turn!” interjected Adaku. She wanted some smooching, too. She pulled Iheoma away by the shoulder and took her place in my arms. I slowly, gently approached her delicate red rosebud of a mouth in the same manner, and soon we were sucking face and grinding our bodies together like there was no tomorrow.

I felt her hands on my ass, and my cock pressed up against her tummy, pointing up at her chin. Our saliva ran down our faces and our jaws worked overtime. Finally, she pulled back.

“Wow,” said Iheoma, watching from a seat on the double bed. “I think he has mastered Lesson Number One!” We all laughed.

I looked down at my cock. It was again sticking out like a diving board. “There’s that obstacle again,” said Adaku. “I think we’d better drain it again, or it will interfere with Lesson Number Two. Your turn, Sis!”

Iheoma pushed me back onto the bed, my cock again pointing toward the ceiling. “He might as well get a new experience out of this,” she mused. “Okay, Lenny, this will be your first combination handjob/blowjob.” She wrapped her soft, elegant, dark blue nailed fingers around the shaft of my straining cock.

She sucked the head of my cock into her beautiful, full-lipped mouth. She began jacking my shaft with her hands, swirling her luscious lips around my cock head, and probing her talented tongue into my pee slit. It wasn’t long before I was shooting another load of semen into her throat. It wasn’t quite as big of a load as the first one, but it was still massive.

Iheoma caught it all in her mouth and swallowed all but the last few gulps. Those she saved to share.

Iheoma stood up. “Here’s your share, Sis,” she said. Adaku came over, and they again embraced and snowballed the slimy wad of cum back and forth between their sexy mouths. Some of it dripped down to their boobs, which was not a problem. They took turns lapping up the wayward strands of cum off of each other’s boobs with their clever pink tongues.

Eventually, it was all swallowed down. I felt like I was having sex and watching a porno movie all at the same time!

Adaku declared the next lesson. “Have you ever fondled a woman’s breasts, Lenny?” she asked. I shook my head. “Well, it’s high time you learn,” she said and beckoned Iheoma over to her. “First, let us demonstrate.” They leaned in close, pressing their hips together, but keeping their chests several inches apart. Adaku continued to lecture.

“First, you gently cup her breast from below,” she said, hefting Iheoma’s beautiful boob in her palm, lifting it gently. Then she began to lightly massage it with her long, pink-nailed fingers and her cool soft palm. Iheoma cooed. “Press and swirl, but gently. Then, lightly flick your thumb over her nipple.

If it is getting hard, you’re doing it right.” Her thumb flicked the swollen brown tissue of the nipple, as large as a thimble, protruding from Iheoma’s breast. Brit moaned and squirmed. Adaku continued.

“Then, you use your other hand on the other breast, but always listening to her feedback; you never know how a woman likes it, rough or gentle until you gage her reaction.” She obviously already knew Iheoma’s preferences, because she soon had her squirming in delight. Then Iheoma put her hands on Adaku’s breasts, and I watched in awe as four beautiful hands massaged four beautiful breasts and tweaked and flicked four magnificently engorged nipples.

When they brought their mouths together for further making out, I thought I would lose it. My cock was again at full sail!

Finally, they broke apart. “Okay, Lenny, your turn,” said Iheoma. “Come over here and fondle my big boobs.” She turned toward me.

“No way!” interjected Adaku. “You got to kiss him first. I want to do this one first.” She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me close. My cock almost got in the way, but we managed to get it between us without too much trouble. She put her arms around my waist. “My boobs are lonely, Lenny,” she said. “Fondle them for me, please?”

I reached up my hand, and gently hefted her large, teardrop-shaped breast, just as I had observed them doing. It felt warm, but heavy, like a large water balloon, but infinitely soft and full of life.

As the tender breast flesh first touched my hand, I felt a thrill that is difficult to describe; a feeling of power, but at the same time, a humbling, awestruck feeling. I knew that I would want to touch boobs again and again for the rest of my life. I gently rubbed and massaged her soft flesh.

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