Paul Gable

Turned on mom

CHAPTER ONE

Anna Murray brushed back her long, fine blonde hair as she watched her husband Paul pull on his Navy officer's uniform.

"How long are you going to be gone this time?" she asked apprehensively as she watched his husky, eight-inch cock pop into his white cotton Jockey shorts. Anna could still feel her husband's jizz leaking out from between her sore, slackening cunt-lips. She raised her left hand and rubbed her hard, brown nipples as she prayed God that he'd be back soon.

"I don't know exactly, honey," Paul said as he tucked in his khaki shirt. "The C.O. said something about three weeks."

Three weeks! Anna moaned out loud and closed her eyes, picturing her husband's cock jerking wildly against her parted lips. She could see that powerful, throbbing vein that ran from the base of his mammoth prick to its swollen, pulsating head. Three weeks without Paul's dick! She didn't know if she'd be able to control the feelings that were beginning to grow in her toward her son Greg.

"Hey, it's not the end of the world, babe," her husband said softly as he sat down at the edge of the bed and ran his powerful fingers over her pendulous tits. "You think I'd go off and leave that pussy of yours if I didn't have to?"

"You don't understand! Oh, God, you don't understand," Anna moaned as she rolled over on her belly and beat the cum-stained bed sheets with her fists.

"Hey, if you're worried about someone breaking in, Greg's going to be here all the time. Today's the last day of school, so he'll be around to protect you," Paul said as he leaned over and gave her juicy snatch a farewell kiss.

Greg… Oh, Greg! Anna thought to herself as she felt her cunt spasm crazily. She pictured her son-eighteen years old and every inch a man. His thick, wavy black hair curled across his wide forehead and behind his ears. Greg's body was like his father's-tapered like an hour-glass, muscular, and covered with a bushy, wiry matting of black body hair. And his cock.

"Ohhhh," Anna cried out involuntarily as she remembered the night she caught him jacking off in his bedroom. Both of them were too embarrassed to do or say anything for several seconds. During that time Anna stared lovingly at her son's hard, long prick as it twitched between his fingers. It was then that she first realized she wanted his prick stuffed inside her cunt.

"Hey, come on, babe. I've got to go, and I don't want to leave you groaning like this," Paul said as he leaned over again and kissed her lightly on the back of her neck.

"Do-do you want me to drive you down to the pier?" Anna asked in a strained voice as she fought back the tears.

"That's all right, hon. Some of the guys are picking me up in a few minutes," Paul said as he picked up his briefcase and started to walk out of the bedroom.

"Paul.. " Anna started to say. Her husband turned around, and she shook her head. She couldn't tell him the real reason she didn't want him to leave.

"I'll be back sooner than you know it," he said over his shoulder as Anna heard him walk out of the house.

"Oh, God. Oh, God," she moaned softly to herself over and over as she slid her fingers under her belly and inched them down to her contracting cunt. Images of her son floated through her mind as she held her pussy-lips apart and slid her forefinger into her hot hole. "Mmmm," Anna groaned softly as she stirred them gently against the sides of her snatch walls, then slid them up until they bumped against her twitching clit.

"Hey, Mom, breakfast ready yet?" Greg called out from his next-door bedroom.

"I-In j-just a second, honey," Anna stammered as she pulled out her juice-slicked fingers and rolled out of her king-sized bed.

"I'm starved!" the boy shouted out.

Anna heard his door opening and she ran for the bathroom to get her robe.

"Hey!" Greg cried out in surprise as his mother crashed into him.

"Ohhhh!" Anna groaned as she felt her mammoth titties fly up and flop against her son's bare, hairy chest.

"Gee, sorry, Mom. I didn't know you were out in the hall," Greg said breezily as he wrapped his arms around Anna's slender body to regain his balance. It all seemed perfectly innocent. Yet Anna thought that her son's embrace was getting a little too friendly for comfort.

"I'm all right now, Greg," Anna said, pushing her son gently away. The hair on his chest rubbed like sandpaper across her erect, brown nipples and made them tingle deliciously as she walked quickly into the bathroom.

"You'd better hurry up, Mom. I don't want to be late for classes on the last day," Greg said as he sauntered up to the partially opened bathroom door.

Anna had just tied her robe together and was walking out into the hallway when she saw that Greg was blocking her way. She started to say something, then lowered her eyes and noticed a growing bulge beginning to protrude more and more from her son's tight Levi's.

"I… uh… " Anna said stupidly as she felt her cunt walls rumble with passion and lust. A trickle of something hot and wet oozed out front between her swelling, reddening snatch-lips as she felt her nipples roasting under her robe. "I think I'd better get some food down into that stomach of yours before you fly out of here," Anna forced herself to say lightly as she brushed by Greg and walked into the kitchen.

"What are your plans for the day?" Greg said as he followed closely behind her.

Anna swallowed hard and swore that she wouldn't turn around to gape at what she knew was the massive, hard bulge of his cock as she opened the refrigerator and took out the milk.

"Oh, the wives of some of the officers from your father's ship are getting together for a luncheon over at the O Club today. The new chaplain's supposed to be there, and I guess it's only proper that I go," Anna sighed.

"Sounds dull," Greg said as he gulped down the dry cereal. "Don't forget the meeting of the Sea Scouts tomorrow. The guys are all looking forward to coming over here," Greg said as he jumped up from the table and ran back to his bedroom to finish dressing.

"And what am I supposed to do with eight teenagers?" Anna asked as she followed Greg automatically to his room.

"We're just getting together to make plans for the summer outing. Dad's in charge of it this year, so it just seemed right that we should meet over here. All you've got to do is make sure there's plenty of food for us," her son said as he pulled on a white T-shirt. You'll be fine, Mom," Greg said, kissing her lightly on the forehead as he bolted for the front door. "See you later."

Anna ran to the front window and watched Greg run down the street until he disappeared around the corner.

"Damn!" she said out loud, reaching up with both hands and squeezing her swollen tits for relief Her cunt contracted in response. She thought of going back to beck and finger-fucking herself to a climax. But one look at the living-room clock told her that she had to get dressed quickly to make it in time for the O Club luncheon.

As she pulled into the O Club parking lot, Anna noticed a ruggedly handsome, tall blond Naval officer in dress whites talking to three women.

"Anna! Anna, come over here and meet Chaplain Thompson. I just know you'll find him fascinating," one of the women called out to her from the front patio.

"Mrs. Akins speaks too highly of me," the chaplain said, flashing a broad smile at Anna as she walked up to him and extended her right hand.

"Hilda's always one to exaggerate," Anna joked.

"Well, we've never had such a good-looking man to take over the chapel," Hilda said.

Anna had to agree with her. Chaplain Thompson's looks combined with his powerful handshake made her already steamed-up snatch grow even hotter.

"I think I'll be going to church more often," one of the others giggled nervously.

Suddenly Anna had an idea. Maybe this new chaplain would listen to her problem. She had to tell someone about the feelings she had toward her son.

As the three women turned and walked into the club, Anna took Chaplain Thompson aside for a second and whispered in his ear.

"Please, I've got to talk to you as soon as possible," she hissed nervously.

"Official business?" he asked softly. There was something warm, comforting and inviting in his voice that made Anna's knees almost buckle under her.

"Yes, and it's urgent," she added.

"Right after the luncheon-in the chapel," he said as he took her arm and led her into the reception room.

Anna fidgeted all through the seemingly endless stream of speeches that welcomed the new chaplain. Her mind drifted and focused on Greg's powerful body, his hairy chest, his cunt-chuming cock. Occasionally Anna snapped herself out of her daydreaming and looked around. Then she saw Chaplain Thompson staring curiously at her. Slowly, Anna began to wonder if the good chaplain's interest in her was strictly professional.

Finally the last speech ended. Anna stayed in the dining room, watching Chaplain Thompson talk to the gaggle of cock-hungry Navy wives until he looked up and saw her worried expression.

"Excuse me, ladies, but I'd better get over to the chapel and get to work," he said as he flashed another broad smile and walked briskly out of the club.

Anna waited for ten minutes, then followed him. She thanked God that the chapel was empty. He stood in front of the altar, staring at her as she closed the door.

"Okay, Anna, what's wrong?" he asked kindly.

"Oh, my God, I-I-I feel sooo sick!" she cried, putting her hands over her face and sobbing loudly. The tension and guilt that had been building up for months finally broke through.

"Hey, hey, come on, the chaplain said consolingly, running tip to her and wrapping his muscular arms around her.

"Chaplain, I-" Anna started.

"Listen, call me Chet," he said, running his huge hands slowly up and down her shaking arms. "If your problem's that serious, we'd better be on a first-name basis."

Anna looked up and saw his handsome face smiling at her. Something told her that she could trust him.

"It's about my son and me," she began hesitatingly. "You see, my husband's away a lot and- Oh, God! Why beat around the bush? Chet, I want to go to bed with my own son!" Anna blurted out.

Chet opened his eyes widely and let out a low whistle.

"I see what you mean when you say you've got a problem," he said quietly. "But have you ever thought that part of it's because you might be a very lonely woman?"

"I-I guess," she said, noticing that Chet's voice was growing huskier.

"And maybe you need the right kind of man to take care of you while your husband's away," he said, pulling her closer to him and clamping his lips on hers.

"Please! Oh, my God, you re the chaplain!" Anna cried, pushing herself away from him.

"So what does that have to do with it?" he asked, laughing loudly as he continued to hold tightly onto her. "Religion's changing, and we've got to go along with the changes."

"But not this much! I-mmmggghffff!" Anna mumbled as Chet jammed his thick, hot wet lips against hers one more time. At the same time he slowly slid his hands down her sides until they cupped around her taut ass-cheeks. Kneading them gently, Chet drove his thick tongue deeper and deeper into her mouth until Anna thought she'd choke from the spittle that flowed down her throat.

"I'll lock the door," he whispered hoarsely as he ran back and bolted it shut.

"I really don't think we should do anything here," Anna said as Chet took her by the right hand and led her down the aisle to the altar.

"Sorry I don't have a bed right here, but the altar's carpeted. That should be good enough," the chaplain said as he tore open his dress white uniform jacket and revealed a muscular chest covered with a thick matting of blond hairs.

Anna stared at Chet's body, then shifted her eyes up and gaped at the crucifix that towered over the altar.

"This just doesn't seem right somehow," she said as she watched Chet strip down to his white Jockeys.

"Just get out of that dress," he panted as he leaned back against the altar rail and folded his arms across his chest.

There was something so excitingly titillating about the idea of screwing in a church that it got to Anna. Suddenly all thoughts of Paul and Greg zipped out of her mind. Maybe Chet was right. Maybe all she needed was the right kind of man-and maybe that man was the base chaplain!

Chet stood there watching her disrobe, squeezing and releasing the large cock-bulge between his powerful, widely spread hairy legs as she exposed more and more of her mammoth tits. Anna shrugged her shoulders, letting the dress float to the carpeted floor. Reaching back, she unsnapped her bra. In an instant, her swollen boobs tumbled out and bobbed sensuously on her chest.

"Ummm, do you like what you see?" Anna asked as she ran her fingertips over her hard nipples.

"Even God would be proud of you," Chet said, smiling at her as he slid his thumbs under the tight elastic waistband of his shorts and pushed them down to his knees.

"Ohhhh!" Anna cried out as she saw Chet's long, perfectly shaped dick spring free and twitch in midair.

"Do you like what you see?" he asked, smiling at her as he lowered his right hand to his cock and slid his fingers back and forth along the jerking shaft.

"Ohhh!" was all Anna could say. Her cunt fired up like an exploding nuclear warhead. Hot twat-juice scalded her spasming pussy walls as she continued to rub her boobs with her fingertips.

"Come on," Chet said hoarsely as he lunged forward and lowered his head. He cupped his lips over her right nipple and started sucking hard at the brown, stiff flesh.

"Uhhhhhh!" Anna groaned, closing her eyes tightly and hunching her thighs forward against his jerking cock as she felt Chet's tongue swirl over and over her erect, itching nipple.

"Baby, baby," Chet repeated as he unclamped his lips from her nipple and traveled slowly down her heaving body. Chet ran his tongue along her hot, sweaty skin. At the same time he inched his fingers closer towards her juicing pussy. Chet finally reached the edge of her beaver, and his fingers toyed with the tight blonde curls as Anna begged him to fuck her.

"Ooohhh! Don't tease me! For God's sake, don't! Ohhh, shiiittt! Fuck meeee!" she screamed shamelessly as she felt Chet's right forefinger snake through her pussy hairs and come to rest on top of her throbbing clit.

"Oh, baby, I'm going to make this last a long time," Chet said as he pushed her slowly down to the floor.

As Anna lay down on her back and threw her legs into the air, she caught sight of the altar one more time.

"I just can't go through with this here," she said, trying to get up.

"Goddamn it! I'm going to rub your fuckin' snatch until your nipples blow off!" Chet said almost desperately as he dove his blond head in between her trembling thighs. Anna tried to push him away at first. But slowly she became resigned to the situation and spread her legs widely apart to let the chaplain have more room for his clit-tonguing.

"Oh! Oh! Ohhhh!!" Anna shrieked as Chet slurped, tugged and sucked at her erect clit.

"Unnnnghh! Wawwhh! Oh, God, touch my clit with your tongue again! Oh, Jeeeesus! Rub m-m-my clit with y-y-your- arrrghhh!!" Anna tossed her hips wildly into the air as she jammed her fingers into the chaplain's bobbing head. Chet had done exactly as she begged, ramming his spit-slicked tongue against her twitching clit. He poked at it gently, then slashed up, down and around the tiny organ as bolts of electric excitement tore through her cunt and tits.

"Stop! Stop! I'm going to come if you keep doing that! Oh, fuckin' shit!" Anna shrieked, slamming her ass-cheeks back down and grinding them into the thick carpeting as Chet slurped and sucked and tongued and fingered her snatch.

"Okay, okay. I don't want you coming before I get a chance to stick my dick into you," Chet said as he backed away and pulled several blonde cunt hairs out from between his straight, white teeth. "Now, why don't you do to me what I've done to you?" he said softly as he inched up towards Anna's head.

"Ummmm," she moaned, smacking her lips in excitement as she watched Chet's blood-engorged cock sway slowly back and forth with every move the chaplain made. Anna loved sucking cock. She and Paul would suck each other off for hours before they went on to fucking. And now she was going to wrap her lips around that delicious hunk of hot prick-meat! And in the base chapel yet! The entire situation almost made her want to laugh.

"Come on, Anna, open wide," Chet said, smiling at her as he hunched his powerful hips forward and banged the tip of his hot, hard cock against her lips.

"Mmmmgffff!" she cried out as the purple knob slid past her front teeth and over her tongue until it banged against the back of her sucking throat. Anna used her tongue as a slippery, sliding bed for the sensitive-underside of Chet's invading prick.

"Unnngh! Oh, Jeeesus, suck that mother!" Chet groaned as he rotated his muscular ass-cheeks slowly, churning his prick inside Anna's mouth. "Suck that son-of-a-bitch till you can feel my cum spurt out on your tongue!" the chaplain cried out mindlessly as he buried his fingertips into Anna's thick, blonde hair.

The woman continued to swirl her tongue around his cock-shaft while she reached up and cupped his balls in her right hand. Slowly she rolled them from side to side while she bobbed her head back and forth, faster and faster on the chaplain's jerking cock.

"Unngh!" Chet screamed, stabbing his prick up farther into the warm, wet gripping cavity. He shoved his dick even farther down Anna's throat than before. She felt her lips brush against Chet's thick, wiry forest of crotch hair as drops of pre-cum oozed freely out of the man's expanding piss-slit.

"No! N-n-noooo! Easy, babe! I'm gonna come! Ohhhh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Anna felt the chaplain's cock swell in her mouth. She knew that was the sure sign that he was going to shoot his cum down into her gut. She could feel his balls jerking and jouncing in her hand, and knew that the jizz was boiling in his fuck-sac.

"Ohhhh!" Chet cried, jerking his mammoth dong out of Anna's hot, sucking mouth. "I'm not gonna blow off there, babe. Not by a long shot," he said, getting up and walking up to the altar.

"Where are you going?" Anna gasped out. She couldn't believe that he was going to leave her hanging like that. Her cunt was screaming for inches of hot prick-meat. What was he going to do now, say a mass?

"I'm going to make you blow off at both ends," Chet said as he reached over and pulled out a long tapered white candle from its holder on the altar.

"Ohhhh, noooo!" Anna wailed as she started to jump up to her feet.

"Easy, baby, you'll learn to like it," Chet said as he pushed her back down to the floor and dropped to his knees between her widely spread legs. "It's an old trick we learned in ministry school."

Some man of the cloth! Anna thought to herself as she felt Chet throw her legs back into the air.

"Now just relax that asshole of yours, and we'll both have a good time," Chet said huskily.

"D-D-Don't!" Anna stammered as she felt the cold, pointed tip of the candle trail across her quivering, upturned ass-cheeks until it settled on the brown, wrinkled skin of her shitter. Slowly but steadily Chet began twisting the candle, pushing it down until it began to screw itself into her asshole.

"Like it, babe? Like it?" he whispered excitedly as two inches of the candle disappeared into her butt.

"Unnngh! Unngh." was all Anna could say. Thank Cod it was tapered. It gave her asshole enough time to relax and take the rest of the candle Chet was shoving into her.

"I don't want to jam it so far into you that I can't find it when we're through," Chet joked as he twisted the candle faster and faster, making Anna squirm, buck and moan in time to his manipulations.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meee!" Anna screamed as her clit responded to Chet's butt-fucking.

"But lam fucking you," Chet said teasingly.

"Jeeesus! Arrrgi-h-ih! My cunt! Fuck my cunt! Ohhhh, Jeeesus!" Anna screamed.

She felt herself going wild. Chet was pile-driving the candle into her shitter now, churning it around her gut like a giant mix master while he fingered her aching, swollen clit with the fingers of his right hand.

"My cunt! My cunt!" Anna shrieked, arching her back and wriggling her hips again and again as she begged him to fuck her.

"What about your cunt?" Chet asked softly as he ran his fingers lightly over her matted, juice-soaked snatch hair. He smiled as he watched her belly quiver wildly.

"Ohhh, Jeeesus! Plleeeaaassseee fuck meeee!" Anna begged again.

"Yeah, babe, I think you're ready for it," Chet said hoarsely as he let go of the candle and hunched forward.

Anna felt a shudder rip through her snatch as she felt the hot tip of his stiffened dick poke against her puffy outer labes. She groaned when his cock-head parted her reddened pussy-flaps, poking its way tentatively into her steaming hole.

"Unngh! Unngh!" Anna cried out incoherently as more and more of the chaplain's cock-head pried its way into her rumbling cunt.

Finally Chet hunched his hips forward and buried the first three inches of his prick into her pussy. Anna screamed and threw her head hard into the carpeting. Her lips parted and a scream of ecstatic agony filled the chapel.

"Aiyeeeee! Arrrghhh! M-m-more! I want more! More cock!"

"Oh, Jesus, babe, you're ready for a hot screwin' now, Chet moaned as he drove the rest of his jerking cock into her slick fuck-tunnel.

Anna wanted to scream but she couldn't. She felt incredibly stuffed, deliciously filled as the chaplain's thick, long cock-shaft throbbed wildly against her slick, trembling cunt walls. Slowly Chet began to draw his prick out of her hot hole. At the same time he reached down and grabbed her clit between his thumb and right forefinger.

"Aaaarrgh!" she gurgled, emitting deep, throaty sounds that seemed to come out of her gut as Chet squeezed and tugged at her twitching, swollen clit.

"Easy, easy," Chet coaxed as he let go of her clit and slid his hand lower. He grabbed the candle and began sliding it in and out of her asshole in time to his cunt-fucking.

"Ohhhh, God! Fuck me! Fuck meeee! Jam that cock into my cunt! Unngh! Unngh!"

Somewhere Anna heard an explosion blowing off in her body. It started to rip through her belly and up to her tits until she thought her nipples were going to blow off as Chet said they would.

"I'm coming!" she shrieked, gasping loudly for breath as the first brain-searing contraction tore through her snatch. "Oh, fuckin' Jeesus, I'm coming!"

"Anna! Anna!" Chet groaned, slamming his hips hard against her swollen thighs as he felt his jizz boiling and spurting into his jerking cock-shaft.

"Aiyeeee! Wawwwh! Wawwwh!" Anna answered as her clit beat wildly against her throbbing cuntal membranes. Wave after orgasmic wave ripped through her body as she felt wads of Chefs cum spew into her aching, stretched snatch.

"Ssshhhiiittt!" Chet howled, slamming his thighs against her ass as his balls slapped her sweating skin noisily.

"Ooooohhh, Chet!" Anna moaned as he shot off the last of his heavy load and collapsed on top of her. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and kissed him lightly on the neck.

"Not bad for my first day on base, is it!" he asked softly as he absently stroked her left tit.

"You'd get a top fitness report from me if I had anything to do with it," Anna said as she crawled out from under the chaplain and started to get dressed.

"You know, getting back to your problem," Chet began as he pulled on his uniform. "Maybe you should talk to your son. You know, it could be that he's unconsciously encouraging a dangerous situation. If he knew your feelings, he might be able to stop it. Then that might be enough for you to keep away from him."

"You really think so?" Anna asked hopefully as she flopped her big tits back into her bra.

"It wouldn't hurt to try. You're certainly not going to get anywhere by just sitting back and trying to ignore it," Chet said as he buttoned up his white dress jacket. "Besides, kids today are a lot more aware of sexual things than you think. I'm sure he'll try to understand."

Anna sighed and shrugged her shoulders.

"I guess I'll give it a try. But if it all blows up, can I give you a call?" she asked as they walked slowly to the front door.

Chet looked back at the large wet stain at the foot of the altar.

"Anna, you can call me up anytime," he said, winking slyly at her as he opened the door to let her out.

CHAPTER TWO

It was almost four when Anna pulled into the drive. She felt hot flashes of electric sexuality shudder through her quivering cunt-lips when she caught sight of her son's bicycle leaning against the side of the house.

"Hi, Mom!" Greg called out from behind the screen door.

Anna groaned as she stared at her son's naked chest and belly. He stood there grinning at her-sweaty, muscular, his cock almost sticking out of his soiled white gym shorts.

"Have fun on the last day?" Anna finally managed to say as she opened the door and walked into the living room.

"I always enjoy the last day. We played a few games of basketball to celebrate," Greg said brightly as he followed his mother into the kitchen.

Anna couldn't see how she could follow Chet's advice. Watching him moving around-his muscles rippling with every step he took, his tanned skin glistening with sweat-made her want to strip down and take him on.

"Well, why don't you shower up and change? We'll go to the O Club or something for dinner to celebrate your freedom," Anna said huskily.

When Greg didn't answer, she turned around to see what was wrong with him.

"Oh, my God!" she said under her breath.

"I can't help it, Mom," her son answered as he rubbed his right hand slowly up and down the gigantic cock-bulge between his legs.

"Ohhh, don't-I-no." Anna said confusedly as she fought the steamy feeling that was firing up her cunt.

"Please," Greg begged desperately as he slid his hand up to the tip of his prick and squeezed the knob between his thumb and forefinger.

Suddenly something snapped inside of Anna. Nothing mattered any more except her son and his cock. The air between them grew hot, thick and heavy with sexual electricity. Anna could feel her clit swelling up like a balloon while her nipples scratched angrily at her bra. All she could think of now was Greg's hot, sweaty cock jamming into her snatch.

"Ohhhh, baby, baby," Anna cooed as she ran up to him and fell to her knees. She brought her face down to Greg's bulging crotch and started working on his cock with her lips through the shorts. The feel of Anna's mouth through his shorts drove Greg wild. Anna seemed to know the rhythm of his cock-throbbing and timed her oral massage to get the maximum spasm from her son.

"Ohhhh, Greg, you've got a king-sized cock there, just like your father," Anna moaned as she pulled her face away from her son's crotch for a second.

"Mom, suck it. Suck it!" Greg groaned as he lowered his hands and clamped his fingers around Anna's head.

She went back to the bulge in his shorts, lip-massaging his dick more methodically. She started at the base of her son's cloth-imprisoned prick, working her way up to the top, then sliding back down to the base again. Over and over she repeated the action until Greg began to lose control of himself. Automatically he started bunching his powerful thighs back and forth, arching his back to force his cock against Anna's hot, flushed face.

"Oooooh! Jeeesus! Ooooohhhhh, Mom, suck it! Suck that cock!"

Anna's heart pounded like a trip hammer. She was making her son lose control fast. She wanted to drive him up to the edge of a come with her lips, then slip her swollen cunt-lips around the head of his thickly veined cock and drive it deep into her gushing hole.

She reached up and slowly unbuttoned the fly of his gym shorts, watching tuft after tuft of black kinky crotch hair poke out. When she unfastened the third button, Greg's red, rubbery cock flew out and throbbed wildly in the air.

"Oooohhh!" Anna cried out as Greg's prick slapped her across the nose. Her son took advantage of her open mouth and thrust his cock hard against Anna's parted lips.

"Mmmmgfff!" she mumbled as she moved her tongue around his cock-head. Anna drove her tongue around and around Greg's twitching prick, teasing, poking and stroking the hot, sensitive skin as she drove her son closer to the edge.

"Unnngh! Oh, God, Mom! Arrrgh! Oh, fuckin' shit! Suck it, Mom! OHHH, SUCK ME OFF!" Greg screamed mindlessly as he stabbed his hot dick farther down his mother's throat, Anna moved back slightly until only her son's cock-head was between her massaging lips. Slowly she slid her tongue over its silky surface, drawing off the beads of cum that were beginning to leak from the piss-slit. She replaced them with a layer of her saliva and teased the edges of the hole and felt new fluid seep out into her mouth.

"Uhhhhh! Oh, God! Uhhhh!" Greg groaned as he started to rotate his ass-cheeks, churning his cock inside his mother's mouth.

Anna saw that Greg was about to shoot. She backed off again and stared at her son's twitching dong. It jerked frantically, screaming for those hot sucking lips for relief. The veins in his cock throbbed and looked like they were ready to explode through the taut, reddened skin. Beads of cum mixed with Anna's spittle glistened on the pulsing, purple head of Greg's cock. Anna reached up and tightly clamped her slender fingers around the boy's throbbing dong.

"Easy, easy," she said. "It's too soon."

The firm pressure around his prick brought Greg back down to earth. When Anna saw that Greg had calmed down a little, she released her grip and slid her hand under her son's muscular ass-cheeks. At the same time she slid her other hand up her skirt until it bumped against her quivering, puffy snatch-lips. Simultaneously she stuck one finger sharply up Greg's shitter while she drove her other fingers up against her exploding clit.

"Nnngh!" Greg cried out as he jerked back and forth, trying to get away from his mother's invading finger. At the same time Anna noticed that her son's cock jerked wildly in her mouth as she continued to ream his tight asshole.

"Nooooo!" he cried out again, this time breaking free of his mother's gentle grip. "That's something I should be doing to you," he panted as he reached down and started unbuttoning her dress.

"Here, I'll do that," Anna said, getting up and taking her son gently by the hand. "If we're going to fuck, I'd like to do it somewhere else besides in front of the refrigerator."

Greg laughed and nodded as he followed his mother into her bedroom. Anna nearly tore the buttons off her dress as she watched Greg slide his shorts down to the floor and kick them into the far corner. He leaped into bed and rolled over on his back, propping his head up on one of the pillows and staring at her as she reached back and unsnapped her bra.

"Whew!" Greg whistled as her huge tits sprang free.

"You ain't seen nothing yet," Anna whispered excitedly as she felt another fresh torrent of cunt-juice seep out of her hot hole and soak into her panties.

"Ummmm, looks like you're a little wet," Greg said, smiling as he continued to stroke his powerful, jerking rod.

"Ohhhhh," Anna answered, running her fingers sensuously up and down her heaving jugs, pinching her half-inch-long brown, stiff nipples while she ground her thighs together. Tiny electric spasms rippled through her puffy labes as their slippery edges worked together with every grinding movement she made.

"Come over here," Greg commanded hoarsely as Anna shoved her thumbs under the elastic waistband of her juice-saturated panties and pushed them to her knees.

"Yessss, yes!" Anna moaned breathlessly, staring at Greg's jerking cock. Her cunt spasmed wildly, aching to be stuffed to the hilt with her son's thick, long, cum-dripping prick. "Yes! Ohhh, yessss!"

Anna walked slowly to the bed and sat down on the edge, reaching over and running her right forefinger slowly up and down her son's steaming prick. He groaned and closed his eyes, hunching up his thighs as Anna moved her hand down and cupped her fingers around his heavy, hairy fuck-sac.

"Oooooooooh, fuck! Shit! I want you! I want to jam my goddamned prick into your snatch!"

Greg opened his eyes and reached over with his right hand, running the tips of his fingers slightly over her swollen, reddened outer labes. Anna tossed back her head and squirmed uneasily on the bed as a scream of unspeakable pleasure started up from her contracting gut and shot out of her mouth.

"Arrrrrghhh! Ohhhh, Jeeesus, fuck meee! Fuck meee!" she screamed out loud as she squeezed Greg's balls tightly between her fingers.

Greg's fingers were coated with another load of steaming cunt-juice as he continued to jam his fingers deeper and deeper into Anna's contracting, sucking cunt-hole.

"I can't take this!" she groaned as she rolled over and positioned her hairy snatch directly over Greg's purple, oozing cock-head. "Squeeze my tits," she pleaded as she lowered her crotch closer and closer to her son's hard, hot dick.

"Mmmmmm," Greg groaned as he felt the tips of Anna's wiry cunt hairs tickle the edges of his leaking piss-slit.

"Ohhhhh! Arrrgh!" the woman shrieked as her son clamped his powerful, thick fingers around her swollen tits and mashed in her taut, itching nipples. Anna took a deep breath, then lowered herself completely until Greg's cock-head parted her puffy cunt-lips and slid into her trembling fuck-hole.

"Ohhhhhh, Mom! How does this feel in your cunt?" her son asked as he let go of her right tit and slid his fingers down until they bumped against her trembling, erect clit. Anna thought her snatch would explode when Greg ran his fingers slowly back and forth over her swollen passion-bud.

"S-S-Stop! Ooooh, noooo!

Plllleeaassse! Oh, God! Don't make me come nnnnoooww!"

Anna screamed incoherent phrases as she swirled her ass around and around her son's hairy, muscular groin. Her tits flopped noisily against her heaving, sweaty chest as she slid up and down Greg's stiff pole.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Greg moaned under his breath each time his mother slid her juicing snatch down his throbbing dick. He jammed his thighs up, burying his prick in her oozing hole with one hard lunge.

"Oooaaaarrrrghhhh!" Anna screamed, feeling her mind blow out as a violent series of pre-orgasmic spasms tore through her trembling pussy.

"I can't hold out!" Greg panted as he started hunching his hips wildly up and down. Anna reciprocated, bouncing her ass-cheeks against his heaving thighs. She squeezed her cunt muscles tightly together, gripping her son's cock like a great, slick fleshy vise. Her nipples twitched wildly as Greg let go of her clit and went back to her swollen tits, squeezing the spongy flesh desperately.

"Oh, yessss! Yfsssss! I-I-I'm coming! Oh, fuck! I'm coming!" Anna screamed, feeling the scalding heat building up deep in her belly and rocketing towards her clit. In an instant she felt one contraction, then another, and then another, racking her twat as she bucked, heaved, thrashed, and writhed from side to side in animal fury.

"Arrrghhf!" Anna cried as her eyes glazed over with ecstasy.

"Mom! Mom! Unnghhh!" Greg screamed out. Anna's screams and spasms pushed him over the edge. He felt his lava-like jizz. Now out of his jouncing balls and explode into his jerking, cunt-embedded cock. It spewed out of his expanded piss-slit and spattered against her trembling cunt walls. It exploded out of his jerking dick in rhythmic beats as he dug his fingers into his mother's aching tits.

"Arrrghh! Unngh! Shit! Shit! Shit!" the boy screamed as spurt after spurt of hot cum blew into Anna's contracting cunt-hole. Their orgasm seemed to last for hours as the two of them shrieked, moaned, and bucked on the squeaking bed.

Finally the last spasm swept over Anna's beating clit and she collapsed forward on top of her groaning son.

"Ohhhh, Mom!" Greg panted out as he kissed Anna lightly on her sweaty forehead.

"Ohhh, baby, that was fantastic!" Anna said, squeezing her cunt muscles again around her son's softening prick. "I don't think I've ever come that hard. Even with your father."

"Jeeez, Dad. I wonder how he'd feel about this," Greg said guiltily as he looked into his mother's eyes.

Anna swallowed hard. The guilt she'd forgotten came back again. How could she ever explain this to Paul? And would it happen again? She looked into her son's eyes and felt her heart skip a beat.

Anna knew that it would.

"I'll have to think that one out," Anna said as she raised her ass and slid off Greg's limp prick. "But right now, how about a shower to clean up?"

Greg smiled at her and rolled out of bed.

"Then dinner, and maybe after…?" he said, bending over her and stroking her tits.

"We'll see," Anna said, feeling her clit tingle again as Greg's powerful fingers squeezed her tit-flesh gently.

While her son was in the shower, Anna lay on the bed and thought dreamily of what had just happened. Her son's hairy, muscular chest heaving with passion; his thick, hot cock sliding in and out of her mouth; his balls jangling and contracting as wad after wad of hot jizz blew into her cunt-all these things floated in. her mind as Anna dreamily strummed her twitching clit.

Suddenly she heard the doorbell ring. Anna debated whether or not she should answer it, then thought of her car and Greg's bike outside. Whoever was out there would become suspicious if someone didn't answer the door.

Rolling out of bed, she threw on her short red bathrobe and ran to the front door.

"Chet!" Anna cried out.

The chaplain was out of uniform now, wearing a pair of jeans and a yellow sports shirt. If he looked attractive at the luncheon and the chapel, he was even more of a stud now.

"Hi! Thought you might need some help telling your son about-well, you know," Chet said as he grinned sheepishly at her through the screen door.

"I… uh… well… " Anna stammered.

Chet looked closely at her, then smiled and shook his head slowly from side to side. "Looks like I got here a little too late," he said, chuckling softly.

Anna flushed red as she unlocked the door and let the chaplain into the living room.

"I tried!" Anna insisted, clenching her fists and beating them softly against her firm thighs. "I really tried. But when I got home, he was standing in the kitchen in a pair of gym shorts. His cock was practically poking out of the fly. Ohhh, Jesus! I just couldn't help myself," Anna groaned as she sank to the couch.

"Hey, no sense in getting too upset about it," Chet said as he sat down next to her. "I think that it would have been better if this all hadn't happened. But, since it did-well, we might as well make the best of it."

"W-What do you mean?" Anna stammered as she looked curiously at Chet.

"I'll talk to you later about that. But first he began, lifting up his right hand and slipping it into her robe. Anna gasped as she felt his fingers close around her left tit.

"No, not now! Greg's in the shower!" Anna hissed as she pushed Chet's hand away.

"Maybe he'd like to join us," Chet said as he pulled her up off the couch. "Now, just show me where the bedroom is."

Anna was flabbergasted! She'd just gotten through confessing that she'd committed incest with her son, and all he was concerned about was strapping her on and maybe having her son join them or watch.

"No! Leave me alone!" Anna said half-heartedly as she thought of Chet's long dick.

"Okay! Then I'll have to fuck you right here, Chet said matter-of-factly.

"What are you doing? Don't!" Anna cried as she tried to get away from him.

"Just shut up and enjoy!" he answered gruffly as he tore her robe off her body and threw it on the couch.

"Ohhhh!" Anna cried out, covering up her tits with her arms. She backed up slowly, then turned and started running for her bedroom.

"Gotcha!" he said, wrapping his powerful arms around her waist and dragging her down to the floor.

"Unnnghh!" Anna groaned as she crashed to the floor.

"That's it, babe," Chet grunted as he slipped off his shirt and unzipped his fly. Anna stopped struggling when she saw the chaplain's mammoth dick spring free. "I knew that would stop you," Chet said as he looked down and fingered his raging hard-on. "Remember this?" he said, diving down between her widely splayed legs.

"Unnnghhh!" Anna cried out as she felt Chet's tongue probing her cunt-lips. It poked teasingly at her snatch-flaps, sliding up and down the smooth, slippery flesh but not yet jamming into her steaming fuck-hole. Anna felt that growing, familiar, unbearable itch gripping her clit again. She tossed her hips wildly upward, wanting to impale her cunt-hole on the chaplain's stiff, hot stabbing tongue.

"Ohhhh! Eat me! Suck my clit! Fuck my snatch with your tongue! Ohhh, yessss!" Anna cried out deliriously. She didn't care if Greg heard her or not. In fact she prayed that he'd come running out of the shower to see what was going on. Two men in her! Two cocks slamming in and out of her body! It was almost too much to pray for!

"Just hold n Chet whispered hoarsely as he backed off to slide his Levi's off. In an instant he was back on her, snaking his tongue up towards her erect, swollen clit. Oh, God! It was better than before-better than in the church.

"More! More! Fuck!" Anna groaned incoherently, heaving her ass high off the living-room floor, only to smash it down again on the carpeting. Chet was teasing her, licking her outer labes lightly while he fingered her snatch hair with his right hand.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Anna cried out again and again as Chet reached down with both hands and grabbed the backs of her thighs. Her cunt was already wet and slippery, and her hole dilated wider and wider with excitement. It quivered in anticipation of being stuffed with cock. Her snatch-lips trembled crazily and seemed to be begging the chaplain to ram his prick in as soon as he could.

Chet pulled her forward roughly, then bent down, touching the tip of his pulsating cock-head against the trembling, smooth membranes of her cunt.

"Hey, what's going on in here?" Anna heard Greg ask from the hallway.

"Ohhhh, my God! It's my son!" she exclaimed softly as she tried to squirm out from under Chet's grip.

"Come in here, son," Chet said brightly.

"What are you doing?" Anna hissed between her teeth as she saw Greg walk into the living room.

"My God!" Greg said, stopping short at the doorway. "Who is he?" Greg asked angrily.

"Chaplain Thompson," Chet said, nodding a greeting at Greg.

"What the hell are you doing to my mother?" Greg asked, clenching his fists tightly together.

"That should be pretty damned obvious. I'm just getting ready to fuck her," Chet said off-handedly.

"D-Does she want it?" Greg stammered, looking down at the writhing Anna.

"You'd better believe it. In fact, the two of us screwed in the base chapel earlier this afternoon. Now, if you want to join us, come on in. If not, then go outside and play with your erector set. I've got better things to do than sit and talk to you, Chet said.

Greg looked at his mother, then back at Chet and shrugged his shoulders.

"Why the fuck not?" Greg said as he slid his hands down his muscular chest and opened up the towel that covered his cock.

"Ooohhh!" Anna groaned as she saw his prick growing stiffer every second.

"Come on down, son. I want to fuck her in the ass. Her pussy's all yours," Chet said as he climbed over Anna's heaving body and slid behind her.

"I've never had it that way!" Anna protested as she felt Chet's long dick bang against her sweaty ass-cheeks.

"You did pretty well with a candle this afternoon. Just pretend it's wax," Chet chuckled as he spat on his hands and lubricated the bead of his cock with his saliva.

"A candle?" Greg exclaimed as he dropped to his knees and lay on his side facing his mother.

"It's a long story," Anna began.

"Save it for later," Chet said as he slid down until his face was even with her asshole. Anna groaned as she felt him sticking his tongue into her tight shitter. He moved his tongue up, then down, spreading a trail of spittle around her shithole. He pushed his tongue forward, jabbing it deeper as he tried to dilate her tight bung. He drew it back to get more spittle on it, then shoved it forward again. Chet dug deeper into her gradually slackening asshole.

"Ohhh, it feels soooo good!" Anna admitted. Hot shocks of electric pleasure shot from her shithole to her clit, then zipped back to her ass as Chet continued to tongue her butthole.

"Okay, son. I think she's ready for your cock!" Chet panted as he pulled away from her asshole.

"I don't think I can do it sideways," Greg complained as he tried to drive his cock into his mother's hot, wet snatch.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Anna cried out each time her son jabbed his thick, meaty knob against her outer labes.

"Give it the old college try," Chet said as he suddenly jammed three fingers up Anna's asshole.

"Aiyeee!" she screamed, hunching forward and impaling her cunt on Greg's prick.

"Ooohhhh!" Greg moaned as he hunched forward and drove more inches of his dick into Anna's pussy.

"Ohhhh, fuck me!" Anna groaned as she heard a loud slurp echo in the room as Greg's dong popped into her snatch. She felt a delicious stretching sensation as her son's prick slid deeper and deeper into her cunt. Two inches, three inches, five inches, six inches; finally the complete eight inches were buried in her twat. Greg didn't move for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling her cunt walls made as they trembled lightly around his invading cock. Then he started pumping his thighs slightly, sliding his prick gently in and out as he reached down and started strumming her buried clit-shaft. When he gripped it between two fingers and rolled it around, Anna thought she'd piss on the floor.

Meanwhile Chet moved behind Anna and jammed his thighs forward until his cock-head beat against the brown, wrinkled skin around her stretched asshole.

"Ohhhh, Jeeeeesus! Ohhhhhhh! Jam it in me! Fill up my ass! Oh, Fuck! SHIT! More cock! I want more cock! Arrrgh!"

Anna's screams fired Chet up so much that he gripped her thighs tightly and thrust his hips forward in another powerful shove.

"Aiyee! Aiyee! Aiyee! Arrrgh! N-nnooooo!" Anna shrieked in pain as the chaplain buried half his throbbing cock-shaft in her tight hung. Anna bucked and heaved between the two studs as bolt after searing bolt of pain tore through her belly. She thought her gut was blowing apart.

"No! P-please! Take it away! Unngh!" she screamed and begged one more time, jerking up and trying to pull away from the prick that was embedded in her bowels.

"Easy, Anna. Easy, babe," Chet cooed. "Just relax, and your asshole's going to expand. You'll love it."

Anna closed her eyes tightly and concentrated on relaxing. She discovered that she was actually beginning to feel some pleasure from having the chaplain's cock up her ass.

"Uhhhh!" she moaned. Chet raised his head and winked at Greg who winked back. The two studs began fucking her at the same time.

"Arrrgh!! Wawwwh!" Anna cried. She couldn't believe the feeling that was tearing at her body. Two long, thick, hard, hot cocks slid in and out of her at the same time. She felt deliciously stuffed by those thrusting, twisting, trembling pricks. Chet's dick especially felt like a mammoth fist inside her. Yet her son's reaming cock made her pussy and clit tremble and quiver as if a stick of dynamite had blown off in her snatch. She loved the feeling of tension and muscle jamming in and out of her juice-saturated pussy. She dug her fingernails into Greg's shoulders as he stroked and tugged her clit, making her cry out in ecstasy and whimper uncontrollably. She was begging both of them to fuck her, to jam their cocks in deeper and deeper into her body. White-hot flashes racked her shitter and pussy as the two men grunted and groaned and bucked and heaved.

"Ohhh, God, Chet! More cock, Greg! Jeeesus! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeee!" Anna shrieked as she was tossed from one man to the other. She opened her eyes and looked at her son. She saw his face contorted and twisted with pleasure. She knew that he was ready to fire his boiling jizz into her snatch. She felt her cunt walls gripping his twitching cock harder as she increased her pumping. At the same time she felt Chet's dick begin to swell thicker and thicker in her asshole. Anna wanted both men to come at the same time, and she wanted to make sure that she joined them.

Suddenly Greg's back went rigid and the tendons and veins stood out on his neck as his cock erupted. Her son shivered and thrashed on the floor as his cum spurted out of his spasming cock-head and spattered onto Anna's trembling cunt walls.

Greg's moans triggered Chet's climax.

"Here it comes, bitch!" the chaplain shrieked as he hunched up his hips and drove his cock so deep into her asshole Anna thought he was going to send her and Greg crashing into the wall behind them. She felt his hot, sticky jizz jet up her shitter as Greg's cock continued to throb and shoot wildly in her cunt.

"Aiyee! Wawwwwh! Wawwwh!" Anna shrieked as her clit beat like a kettle drum with orgasmic contractions. She quivered, bucked and shook, shrieking like a mad woman as one spasm after another ripped through her cunt.

"Ohhhh, fffffuuuucccckkkk!" Anna screamed wildly as the two studs continued to spew their sticky spunk inside her body.

"Ohhhh, fuck!" Chet moaned as the last wad of his steaming cum blew out of his bouncing balls.

"Jesus! Jesus!" Greg groaned as he pulled his cock out of his mother's snatch and rolled over on his back.

"Like something like that, son?" Chet asked the boy as he continued to rotate his hairy groin against Anna's quivering, sweaty ass-cheeks.

"Yeah! Jesus Christ yessss," Greg said smiling up at his exhausted mother.

"Well, while you two are arguing over the goods, I'm going to take a shower," Anna said as she pulled free of Chet's softening prick and jumped to her feet.

"I think I can arrange it so we can have more of these sessions, with people who are like you," Chet said meaningfully to Anna.

The woman stopped and looked first at her son, then at Chet. She knew she shouldn't listen to him. But there was something in the tone of his voice that excited her. A-lore cock? Why not? she thought to herself as she turned around and sat on the couch.

CHAPTER THREE

Anna reached down and scooped up some jizz that leaked out from between her slackened cunt-lips and used it as a lubricant to rub down her still-aching labes. Chet paced back and forth behind the couch as Greg lay on the floor.

"I think I can trust you two," Chet finally said as he stopped walking back and forth and leaned on the back of the couch.

"Why not?" Anna wondered out loud.

"Well, what I'm going to tell you isn't exactly approved of in the Navy Regulations," Chet began. "But if you'll go along with me, I can show you one hell of a good time-if you know what I mean," the chaplain said, winking at her.

Anna felt guilty all over again. Paul hadn't even been gone one day and here she was, dripping cum onto the carpeting while making plans to get more cock.

"Go on, Chaplain," Greg said anxiously.

"Call me Chet," he said, smiling broadly at the boy. "You know, I've just been here in Coronado for a few hours, but I see plenty of unhappy cunts running around."

Anna jumped off the couch. She wasn't used to hearing such language coming out of a chaplain's mouth. Then again, she wasn't used to getting fucked in front of an altar either. Anna wondered where Chet Thompson had studied religion.

"Well, all the men are off for long periods of time," Greg said. "They're just like Dad-gone for a couple of weeks at a time. Some of them are gone for a couple of months or more.

"Right! Now I was stationed at Mayport, Florida, for two years, and I saw what was happening. These Navy wives were sneaking off to Miami or Fort Lauderdale to grab some quick cock. They spent a fortune in travel and motels when they could have tried to organize something there," Chet said, chuckling to himself.

Anna smiled at the handsome chaplain.

"And I'll just bet that it didn't take you too long to figure out a way to get them hopping into your bed," she said a little sarcastically.

"As a matter of fact, it took me over two weeks!" Chet said, raising his eyebrows.

"Whew!" Anna whistled in mocking disbelief. "For you that is a longtime."

"I met a Navy wife just like you who had two sons. But she came to me after she'd fucked them. I saw the golden opportunity for stud service in front of me. Pretty soon we had a good thing going. Mothers 'donated' their sons to the great cause, so to speak."

"Kind of like wife-swapping," Greg said, laughing.

"Something like it," Chet agreed. "I guess we call it mother-switching, or son-roulette. It doesn't matter. What's good about it is that there aren't any outside people involved in it, so you don't have to worry about blackmail or the word leaking out. Whenever the husbands went out on maneuvers, we started some maneuvers of our own, Chet said as he reached down and stroked Anna's titties.

"And you want to start an operation like that here," Anna said, looking up at him.

"Why not? You and Greg would be heading it Lip," Chet said, walking around to the front of the couch and sitting down next to her. He reached over and brushed her hand away from her cunt-lips, digging his fingers into her wet, sticky snatch.

"Uhhhh! I don't know. I still think it's risky. Suppose we approach the wrong women? My God, it could blow the lid off the whole thing," Anna said cautiously.

"Mmmmmm! That's where I come in. You see, we wait until a woman comes to my office to discuss her marital problems. Believe me, there are plenty around this place. Husbands who give too much or not enough cock-or their old men have picked up V.D. over in Hawaii. After a few minutes I can tell if a woman's ripe for the kind of service we could provide. Then maybe she has a son, or knows of a kid who can help us. Pretty soon the thing snowballs," Chet said, growing more and more excited both from finger-fucking Anna, and from his speech.

"It sounds good, Mom. You know, I'll bet a lot of the kids in Sea Scouts would help out," Greg said enthusiastically as he sprang to his feet.

"The Sea Scouts is perfect!" Chet said. "Lot of young cock hanging around there. You think you could get them interested?" Chet asked Anna as he slid his hand up her tight slit until it rubbed against her partially swollen clit.

"Ohhhh!" Anna cried out as she squeezed her firm ass-cheeks together and tossed her thighs into the air. "Cut it out!" she said, slapping Chet's hand away from her woolly crotch. "If you want me to think straight, you'll have to leave my snatch alone."

Chet and Greg looked at one another and shrugged their shoulders.

"I'm going to set this thing up one way or another," Chet said as he got up and walked towards the bathroom. "At least this way you'll be in the operation at ground level. There'll be a lot of advantages there, believe me.

"Come on, Mom. Dad'll never know anything about it. Maybe even later we'll get him to join," Greg said as he walked over to his mother and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"All right, Chet, you've got yourself a deal," Anna said, getting up and extending her hand.

"Some deal," he said huskily, grabbing her hand and pulling her toughly against his body. "I'd say it's one hell of a bargain."

"Hey, if you two are gonna fuck around, I want to be in on it," Greg said as he ran up behind his mother and squeezed her ass-cheeks with both his hands.

"Looks like your son's ready for some more of your cunt," Greg said as he clamped his lips into hers.

"Wait! Mmmgffff! Wait a second. I've had enough for the day," Anna said as she broke away from the chaplain and ran for her bedroom.

Chet looked at Greg, then turned and ran after her, his cock bobbing in the air.

"Come on, Greg. The last one that catches her gets the ass!" the chaplain shouted over his shoulder.

Anna sighed and ran her fingers lightly over her sweaty belly. Cool cum leaked freely out from between her sore cunt-lips and dripped down to the stained bedsheet under her sore ass. She closed her eyes and thought of Greg's cock as it spattered more jizz into her sucking mouth. Both he and Chet had nailed her just as she reached the bedroom doorway, and had dragged her to the bed. While the chaplain fucked her cunt, Greg had crawled on top of his mother and given her a teeth-rattling oral screw job. Anna smacked her lips. She could still taste the hot, fresh flavor of her son's jizz as it spattered past her teeth and oozed down her sucking throat.

Anna's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. She wondered who it could be. Both Greg and Chet had showered, then gone out to get some dinner. She was supposed to join them at the O Club later that evening to discuss the strategy they would use.

"I'm coming!" she cried out as she rolled out of bed and picked up her bathrobe.

"Hilda!" Anna cried out in surprise as she opened the front door.

"Anna, I-I don't know who to talk to," the woman began as she wrung her hands together nervously.

"Is something wrong?" Anna asked sympathetically. Hilda Akins was usually calm and composed in any kind of crisis. That was why Anna was shocked when she saw her friend standing in the front doorway, apparently coming apart at the seams.

"C-Can I come in?" she stammered.

Anna nodded quickly and opened the door. Hilda Akins was one year younger than she was and, if anything, more attractive and lively. She was continually involved in planning parties, luncheons, dinners and banquets, something Anna attributed to her less-than-successful marriage. Her husband Carl was gone half the year at sea, and spent the rest of the time drinking and bedding down the camp tramps. Anna could never understand Carl's infidelity. Hilda was a firm-assed, big-titted bright woman with a head of long, fine black hair. Most of Carl's fellow officers made all-too-obvious passes at Hilda whenever they could. But at least to Anna's knowledge, Hilda kept her cunt to herself.

"Sit down on the couch," Anna said as she walked towards the kitchen. "I'll go in and put on some coffee."

"Ohhhh, that'll be good," her friend said shakily as she sank on the couch and covered her face with her hands.

When Anna walked back into the living room, she found Hilda sobbing violently and shaking her head slowly from side to side.

"Hilda, what's happened? I've never seen you like this!" Anna said worriedly.

"I-I don't know if I can tell you," she sobbed.

"Hilda, your secret's safe with me," Anna said consolingly as she sat down next to her friend and wrapped her right arm around her shoulder.

"Oh, what's the use!" the younger woman said, springing to her feet and clenching her fingers tightly into a fist. "I'm sick and tired of being the butt of base gossip and jokes!" Hilda said angrily as her face flushed with shame and frustration.

"It's Carl, isn't it?" Anna asked softly.

"It's always Carl. It's always been Carl. Anna, just today I caught him in our bed with Emily Anderson!" Hilda said huskily.

"The Commanding Officer's daughter!" Anna said in shocked disbelief.

"Oh, God, yes. If it weren't for her father, I'd have ripped the bitch's eyes out. And all they did when I opened the bedroom door and found them there was laugh at me. Can you imagine it? Laugh at me while they laid there, fucking!" Hilda cried out as she paced back and forth in the living room.

"My God!" Anna whispered softly as she watched her friend sob and scream alternately. "But you know, Hilda, Carl's been doing this sort of thing for a long time."

"Don't you think I know it?" she said. "But at least he's had the decency to rent a motel or something. But this. THIS! Right in our own home. It's a first, even for Carl!"

Hilda inhaled sharply, then sank back down into the couch. Anna looked closely at her friend. She wondered if Hilda would be interested in joining Chet, Greg and her in their scheme. She certainly seemed to be the type of woman they were looking for. Too bad Hilda didn't have any children.

"Hilda, I've been talking with Chaplain Thompson today," Anna began as she stroked her friend's hair. She couldn't explain it, but she began to feel her pussy quiver as her fingers trailed along Hilda's silky hair.

"Oh, isn't he wonderful?" Hilda said, suddenly brightening. "And so damned handsome, too."

Bingo! Anna thought to herself.

"He certainly is," she said to her friend, feeling her cunt-lips shudder again as she thought of Chet's cum-dripping cock. Anna was turned on more by her son Greg. But the good chaplain was no slouch in the sack.

"Sometimes-I know this sounds terrible-but sometimes I wonder what he must be like in-in b-bed," Hilda said, blushing a deep red.

"W-well, I wouldn't know," Anna said, giggling softly as she felt Hilda's right hand suddenly creep up to her knee. "But he's single, and I'll bet he's one hell of a stud!"

"Ohhhh, Anna," Hilda gasped as she slid her hand up her friend's thigh towards her crotch.

Anna was no dyke, but she'd done some clit-strumming in the past, especially when the men were gone. At least up to now, Anna thought that it was better to get a little relief from a friend's pussy than use a strange cock and risk scandal.

"Relax, Hilda. You need a little help and consolation, and I can give it to you," Anna said as she dropped to her knees and slid to one side until she was in between Hilda's widely spread legs. Her friend had already hiked up her dress, exposing her hairy, naked cunt-lips.

"Oh, Anna," Hilda sighed as Anna jammed her head forward and pushed the younger woman's thighs apart. In a second she was pushing her tongue into her friend's dry slit.

Anna pulled her face out for a second and looked up at her panting friend. "Just relax and forget about Carl," she said softly as she dove back into Hilda's cunt. The younger woman closed her eyes tightly and clenched her fists as she felt Anna's tongue slide up to her quivering clit.

"Ohhh," Hilda moaned quietly as she ground her firm ass-cheeks together and hunched her sweating thighs upward onto Anna's sticking mouth.

Anna grew more excited as she saw Hilda turning on to her cunt-sucking. She kept on with her wild tonguing, flicking it in and out of the moaning woman's steaming slit as she ran her fingers lightly up and down Hilda's slippery, sliding thighs. Slowly Anna moved her mouth up until her lips were just above her friend's erect clit. She felt Hilda shiver as she inched her right hand under her ass-cheeks up towards her shitter. Then she dove down, clamping her lips on Hilda's clit for an instant. She started sucking on that swollen, fiery nub just like Greg and Chet liked to do.

"Unngh! Ohhhh!" Hilda screamed out, thrashing her arms about and sliding down on the couch, splaying her legs widely apart and hunching up her thighs to give Anna a better shot at her spasming snatch.

"Wow, you're really steaming down there, babe," Anna crooned as she licked Hilda's puffy snatch-lips.

"Unnngh! Ohhh, shit!" Hilda groaned as she clamped her fingers around Anna's bobbing head and tried to jam her face back onto her cit.

"Jeeesus! How long has it been since you've been to bed with anyone?" Anna asked seriously as she pulled completely away from Hilda's contracting, swollen cunt.

"Oohhhh Anna. It's been over two months-and that was with Carl," Hilda said as she tried to catch her breath.

"My God!" Anna cried out in disbelief. "Come on. We're going to show you a little of what you've been missing," Anna said as she grabbed her friend and pulled her up from the couch. Like an oversexed robot, Hilda followed her friend to the bedroom.

In seconds Hilda had torn off her dress, bra and panties and was squirming like a bitch spaniel in heat on the bed.

"For someone who's never done this before, you certainly learn the ropes fast," Anna said, sniggering as she unfastened her robe, threw it to the floor and jumped on the bed next to her friend. "Now come on, you suck me like I sucked you.

"I'll try," Hilda said hesitantly as she rolled over and crawled between Anna's upturned thighs.

"UNnghhh!" Anna cried out as she felt Hilda's mouth engulf her juicing snatch. She gritted her teeth tightly together as she felt her friend's tongue slither up and down her aching gash.

"God, you taste good!" Hilda moaned from between her legs. Anna wanted to snap her thighs together and, smother the woman between her cunt-lips. Her clit responded immediately and furiously to Hilda's tonguing. It vibrated furiously and beat wildly as the younger woman imitated Anna's earlier sucking and clamped her lips around the tiny knob.

"Unnnch! Arrrgh! Wawwwwahh!"

Anna cried out, hunching up, then slamming her butt down into the sweat-soaked top sheet. The bed squeaked and groaned as she jammed her pussy farther and farther onto Hilda's stabbing tongue.

"Ohhhh! Don't! P-p-pllleeeaaassse don't!" Anna screamed, hoping that Hilda wouldn't pay attention to her. She didn't. Hilda kept on tonguing, running her lips up and down Anna's puffy labes while she massaged her quivering clit with her tongue. Anna's shrieked and moaned continually, sliding her firm ass from side to side on the bed as she felt her crotch itch, tingle and explode. Her tits swelled with sexual excitement as Hilda's tonguing, massaging and sucking became more frenzied.

"Together!" Anna panted as she hunched her thighs away from Hilda's sucking mouth. "Let's do this together."

"You mean like sixty-nine?" Hilda gasped.

"You got it," Anna said as she squirmed around the bed until her mouth was opposite her friend's juicy, puffy snatch. Anna inhaled deeply, smelling the acrid odor of Hilda's vaporized twat juice as she inched her face closer and closer to the woman's cunt. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, licking the ends of Hilda's wiry wet cunt hairs.

"Ahhhhh! Don't tease!" her friend begged as she started licking Anna's hairy cunt-mound.

"Ummmm," Anna responded as she pressed her mouth hard against Hilda's thick, wet outer labes. She could taste the pungent, acidic flavor of cunt juice. Slowly she stabbed her tongue inward until it snaked its way past the swollen, slick cunt-lips and drove down into Hilda's fiery fuck-tunnel.

"Aieee!" Hilda responded, driving in her own tongue deep into Anna's snatch.

Anna bucked her hips forward, impaling her pussy on Hilda's tongue while she reached tip and clamped her hands around the younger woman's sweaty ass-cheeks. Slowly she moved her fingers closer and closer to her friend's shithole. Finally Anna felt the smooth skin that surrounded the woman's asshole and drove a finger into Hilda's tight shit-chute. She heard her scream as her brown, puckered shitter tightened around the invading digit.

"Unngh! Unngh! Aiyeee! Oh, noooo!"

Hilda shrieked. Anna tasted another fresh torrent of hot cunt juice and felt her friend's snatch clamp tightly around her slithering tongue. She could tell that Hilda was about to come.

"Easy, babe, easy," Anna cooed as she mashed her titties against the younger woman's heaving belly. Then something broke loose in Anna's gut. She went wild, sticking her tongue farther into her friend's fuck-hole. She moved one hand back to Hilda's snatch and grabbed the brunette's clit between two fingers while she jammed three fingers of her other hand into Hilda's asshole. She heard her friend shriek in ecstasy as another contraction blew through her pussy.

"Goddamn it, Anna! Jam it in meee! Oh, fuck, jam it in meee!"

Anna grunted as she felt her friend slam her sopping cunt harder and harder onto her face. Suddenly Hilda stopped and her body tensed up like a tightly drawn bow. Then she heard a sharp howl fill the room as Hilda's cunt jerked and her asshole tightened around her fingers. She tasted a fresh discharge of twat juice and knew that her friend was coming.

"Arrrgh! Wawwwwh! Oh, Jeeffesus, Anna! I-I'M cooommiinnggg!!"

Hilda screamed incoherently as the twitching series of contractions exploding in her cunt made speech impossible. She grunted and howled like a wounded animal as she continued to buck and hunch against Anna's sucking mouth.

"Ohhhh!" Anna screamed into Hilda's spasming cunt as she felt her own snatch blow apart.

The two women slammed their bodies against one another, grinding their spasming pussies into each other's sucking, probing mouths as wave after clit-tearing wave swept over their quivering cunts.

Finally the last contraction ripped through their snatches and the two friends rolled apart, gasping for breath.

"That-that was w-wonderful" Hilda gasped as she slid her hands slowly up to her tits and squeezed the spongy flesh between her slender fingers.

"See what you've been missing?" Anna said, smiling at her panting friend.

"Ohhh, Anna. If you only knew what I've been through with Carl," Hilda said bitterly. "He won't go to bed with me any more. He's too damned interested in the Navy or some strange cunt."

"You know, I think there's a way you can get back at him, and still have a good time yourself," Anna said cautiously.

"What do you mean?" Hilda asked softly.

Anna bit her lower lip, trying to decide whether or not her friend would be willing to join her, Greg and Chet. She studied Hilda carefully, and decided that the younger woman was ripe for that kind of adventure.

"Get a grip on yourself, girl. What I'm going to tell you may sound weird, but it's happening. And if you want to be a part of it, I think we can all have fun."

Anna told her everything about her fucking Greg and Chet, and the chaplain's proposition about setting up a kind of sex/swap ring.

"My God, Anna. I never thought that you'd go for that sort of thing!" Hilda cried out in surprise.

At first Anna thought she'd made a mistake. Then she watched as a smile slowly crept across Hilda's face. "Still, it does sound like fun," she giggled.

"Chet and Greg are supposed to meet me at the O Club around eight this evening to discuss our plans," Anna said as she lowered her face once more to her friend's pussy.

"Ummm," Hilda moaned as she felt Anna's lips trail across her puffy labes. "Do you think they'd mind if I came along?" Hilda asked her friend as she hunched her hips up against her mouth.

"Mmmgffff! I think they'd be disappointed if you didn't," Anna said breathlessly as she dug her fingernails into Hilda's pumping thighs and slid her tongue up to the younger woman's swelling clit. She pulled her face away for an instant and pried Hilda's cunt-lips apart while she slid her fingers into the hole. She stirred them gently against the sides, stroked her twitching clit, then pulled them out, moistened with a layer of hot cunt juice.

"Ohhh, yesss!" Hilda hissed between her teeth.

"Yes sir, they'd be damned disappointed," Anna whispered softly as she dove back into Hilda's cunt.

CHAPTER FOUR

Anna spotted Greg and Chet sitting at a table in the far corner of the dining room. She pointed them out to Hilda, then walked slowly over to them.

"Why, Mrs. Akins, what a pleasant surprise," Chet said less than enthusiastically.

"It's all right," Anna said, sitting down next to her son and placing her right hand on his crotch. "She knows all about us and she's willing to help."

Chet smiled at Greg, then looked at Hilda.

"You'll be a welcome addition, Hilda. But you don't mind if I find out how.. uh, talented you are before I take you on," Chet said, leering at her tits.

"That goes for me, too," Greg said, wincing as Anna squeezed his balls gently.

"I don't know if I can take two men on at once," Hilda said, giggling nervously.

"You forget, I'll be there, too," Anna said as she squeezed Greg's crotch one more time.

"Then let's go," Chet said with a grin as he quickly stood up.

As they pulled into the driveway, Anna and Hilda noticed Chet's car parked on the opposite side of the Street.

"This is it," Anna whispered excitedly as she threw open her door and nearly ran to the front porch. She saw Chet and Greg standing just inside the living room, dressed only in their slacks. "Come on, Hilda," Anna shouted impatiently over her shoulder as she walked quickly into her home.

"Come here, Mom," Greg said, lowering his hands to his crotch and squeezing the growing cock-bulge between his powerful fingers.

"Ohhhh," Anna groaned as she felt her erect, blood-engorged clit vibrate furiously. "I want your cock," she hissed between her teeth as Hilda walked into the living room.

"Close the door and lock it," Chet said huskily as he moved like a lion towards the nervous Hilda.

"Fuck meeee!" Anna moaned again as she felt her nipples scratching angrily against her bra. "Fuck me," she groaned as Greg slowly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to his knees. Anna's eyes opened wide when she saw the outline of his throbbing, cum-oozing prick against the stretched material of his Jockeys.

"Beg for it, Mom!" Greg cried out as he closed his eyes and ran the fingers of his right hand over the trembling bulge.

Anna smacked her lips and ground her thighs lightly together as she felt her snatch tire up like an overheated blast furnace.

"Please, Greg baby. Please, give me your cock," she moaned, reaching back and trying to unzip her dress.

"Here, let me do that," Chet whispered huskily as he turned around and almost ripped open her dress from the back. With another quick movement, the chaplain flicked open her bra, and Anna's big titties popped out into the air.

Meanwhile Hilda was watching what was going on in horrified fascination. She felt like running out the door while she still had time. But the sight of Greg's cock jerking like that under his shorts was making her twat-flaps flutter like a banner in a hurricane.

"Okay, babe. Now I'm ready for you," Chet said to Hilda after he'd torn open Anna's bra.

"P-Please don't hurt me," Hilda said pleadingly as the chaplain clamped his powerful hands around her ass-cheeks and drew her roughly up to his muscular body.

"Ohhh, baby, I'm gonna lick your pussy out and suck your clit before I jam my cock into your ass," Chet grunted as he squeezed her buns hard between his fingers.

"Ohhhh!" Hilda cried out in fear as Chet hiked her skirt up to her waist and jammed his fingers between her firm, white ass-cheeks.

"How does this feel, babe?" Chet asked as he slid his hands around Hilda's thighs to her hairy cunt-mound and milked the slippery edges of her swollen labes together.

"Aiyeeee!" the younger woman cried out as she threw back her head and hunched her thighs tip on the chaplain's probing hand.

"ARRrgh!" Anna groaned almost at the same time, as Greg dove forward and clamped his thick lips onto her right nipple and sucked like a vacuum cleaner. He ran his tongue up and over her aching nipple, pulling the taut brown flesh into his mouth while he stroked her snatch-lips with his fingers.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Anna groaned as Greg let go of her nipple with a loud pop and 'moved to her other tit. At the same time he slid his fingers up until he found her rising clit-shaft. He gripped it between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it gently while he sucked hard at his mother's left nipple.

"Aiyeee! Aiyee! Wawwwh!" Anna cried out, swaying uncontrollably from side to side.

"Ohhh, Mom," Greg groaned as he slowly sank to his knees, trailing his thick, hot wet tongue along her heaving chest. Anna felt his lips stop at her sunken navel and suck at the hard flesh before he continued downward to her aching, juicing pussy.

"Eat me! Eat me!" Anna moaned as she felt Greg's tongue push through her thick forest of wiry cunt hairs.

Greg hovered before his mother's juicing, puffy snatch-lips. His mouth was only an inch from Anna's twitching gash. River after thick, bubbling river of lava-like twat juice oozed freely from between her quivering labes and trickled down her thighs.

"My cunt! My cunt!" Anna cried out mindlessly, shoving her hips forward.

"Oh, yeah!" Greg groaned as he ran his fingers lightly over her matted, drenched pussy hair. He watched her belly quiver with excitement and expectation as he moved his fingers closer and closer to the dark slit between her reddened, swollen labes. Anna almost lost her balance as he stuck his right forefinger into the hole and felt her silky cuntal membranes contract and clamp tightly down on it. At the same time Anna screeched like a banshee.

"Arrrghhh! Wawwwh!! Wawwwh!"

"Ohhh!" Hilda cried, echoing her friend. Chet had unzipped her dress and pulled off her bra and panties. The younger woman swayed back and forth like a tree in a thunderstorm as Chet moved around to her ass and jammed his tongue deeper in her shitter. At the same time he reached under her crotch and gently stroked her black, curly beaver.

"P-p-please,d-don't do- arrghhu! Aggghhhh!" Hilda screamed as Chet reached up and grabbed her swollen clit suddenly. He stroked it, squeezed it, tugged at it, rubbed it until Hilda lurched forward and collapsed to her knees on the floor.

"Baby want a fucking right now?" Chet said, laughing hoarsely as he ran up to her and bit gently into her right ass-cheek.

"Ohhhhhh!" Hilda moaned as she reached back and try to push away his head.

"You don't get rid of me that easily, babe," the chaplain said as he pushed her down and rolled her over.

"Hey, Greg, what do you think we should do with these two bitches?" Chet called over to the boy.

"Jeez, I don't know. Looks like they're both ready to come right now," he said.

"Your mother likes cock up both ends," Chet said, looking at Anna thrashing around.

"Yeah, but what do we do about her?" Greg said, pulling his finger out of Anna's cunt and pointing to Hilda.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" the younger woman moaned, sliding her hands down to her cunt and jamming her fingers in and out of her sopping snatch to relieve the itch and ache that gripped it.

"Jeesus, I'd love to fuck her ass!" Chet said as he reached down and slid two fingers into Hilda's tight asshole.

"Unnngh!" the younger woman groaned as she tossed up her thighs and screamed in pain and fear.

"Hey! Mom can give me a blow-job while she has Mrs. Akins eat her out. That'd give you a good shot at her shitter," Greg suggested.

Chet smiled at the boy, then dragged Hilda over to Anna. Greg pushed his mother down to her knees, then moved her forward until she was in a doggie position.

"Come on, Mom, come on and eat that prick," Greg said as he rubbed its red, rubbery knob against her lips.

Anna didn't need any more coaxing. Her snatch burned like an exploding star. Twat juice flowed freely now from between her incredibly swollen, hot labes and poured down her quivering thighs while her tits throbbed and twitched with excitement. In a second Anna felt Hilda sliding between her widely splayed thighs. Slowly she lowered her snatch until she could feel the younger woman's hot breath blowing through her juice dripping beaver.

"Unnngh!" Anna cried out as she slammed her pussy hard down onto Hilda's mouth. At the same time Greg hunched forward and battered his prick-head against his mother's lips.

"Open that fuckin' mouth, damn you!" Greg grunted as he kept ramming his powerful rod against his mother's closed mouth.

"Unnnnngffff!" Anna groaned as she felt her son's rubbery prick shoot past her front teeth and bang against the back of her sucking throat.

Greg moaned louder and louder as he felt her hot, wet mouth devour his cock. He clamped his fingers on Anna's head, shoving it farther onto his cock until his balls slapped against his mother's chin.

At the same Chet was kneeling between Hilda's legs, spitting on his hands and rubbing the saliva on the thick, meaty head of his prick. The younger woman moaned half in fear and half in excited expectation as he threw her legs high into the air and rested them on his shoulders. Her brown, quivering asshole shot into view as the chaplain inched closer and closer to her upturned ass-cheeks.

"Just relax, Hilda," Chet said as he poked the tip of his hot, throbbing shaft against the puckered skin of her shit-chute.

"Ohhhh, p-p-please," the younger woman stammered as she pulled her mouth away from Anna's banging pussy.

"Eat meeee!" the older woman screeched as she jammed her spit-slicked snatch against Hilda's mouth.

As she drove her twat against her friend's face, Anna went back to her son's twitching cock. She felt her son thrust his hips back and forth more violently as he met the attack of her mouth. Anna reached up with her right hand and stroked Greg's hanging fuck-sac gently with her fingers, pushing it back and forth as she swirled her tongue up and around his probing, thrusting prick.

"Ohhhh, Mom!" Greg moaned as Anna slowly slid her hand up from his balls up to his flat, hard belly. She pushed her hand tip through the thick matting of black hair until her fingers began to squeeze his hard, hot flesh. Rivers of sweat trickled down Greg's panting belly as Anna's hands crawled hungrily over the taut skin. Her head bobbed back and forth faster and faster as she felt her son's prick twitch and swell inside her sucking mouth.

"Now, baby," Chet moaned to the squirming Hilda as he pulled her sweaty ass-cheeks apart and drove in the tip of his iron-hard prick.

"Arrghhh!! Aiyeeee! Aiyeee! Nnnghhh!" Hilda screeched in pain as she slid forward, trying to get away from the chaplain's ass-invading dick.

"Get that bitch back!" Anna groaned as she felt her friend's lips tear loose from her rumbling cunt.

"Come on, babe. Don't make the crowd unhappy," Chet moaned as he reached down and grabbed her thighs tightly. He pulled her back and jammed three more inches of cock up her virgin butt.

"No! Noooo! Noooomgggfff!" Hilda screamed in a muffled tone as Anna shut her up with her banging pussy.

"Yeah! Yeah!" Chet grunted as he ignored Hilda's screams of pain and drove his prick farther and farther into her bowels until his balls rested against the woman's firm, bouncing butt-cheeks. "Just relax, Hilda. Just take it easy and think about that prick up your shitter," Chet moaned softly as he reached forward and slid his hands over her puffy labes.

"Oh! Ohhhh!" Hilda cried out as Chet slid his fingers up to her clit and started strumming on the bud at the same time he began to shove his cock in and out of her asshole.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Hilda screamed each time Chet drove his cock up her ass.

"Mom! Mom! Aw, fuck! I'm gonna shoot!!" Greg shouted as he rammed his groin harder and harder against Anna's face.

Suddenly Greg's back went rigid and his fingers dug like nails into her skull as wad after hot, sticky wad of teenage jism spattered into her sucking throat. Anna swallowed as fast as she could, trying to take in all of Greg's spewing jizz. At the same time she heard Chet's groans grow louder and harsher, and she knew that the chaplain was about to blow his load into Hilda's ass.

"Ohhh, fffuuucckkk!" Anna screeched as she spat out Greg's softening prick and tossed her head from side to side. Torrent after torrent of bubbling twat juice poured out of her contracting cunt as Anna felt herself gripped in the throes of a gigantic come.

Hilda reached up and squeezed the older woman's swinging tits as Chet shrieked out that he was firing his cum.

"Now, you fuckin' bitch!" he screamed as Hilda as he ground his groin against her sweaty ass-cheeks. The younger woman quivered and shook as her pussy was ripped apart by wave after wave of clit-tearing contractions.

"Ohhhh!" Anna cried out again, whimpering and begging for more of Hilda's digging tongue as she felt another series of contractions ripple through her pussy.

Wads of white-hot jism from Chet's shooting cock oozed out from Hilda's violated shithole as the four of them continued to buck and thrash against one another.

Finally Chet let out a low groan and fell backward, pulling his flaccid cock from Hilda's gripping asshole.

"Ohhhh!" she moaned as Anna collapsed on top of her.

"That was fantastic!" Greg said enthusiastically as he wiped his oozing cock on Anna's hair.

"Yeah!" Chef agreed as he staggered to his feet. "Now, all we have to make sure of is that we can perform like this all the time."

"My mom can do anything!" Greg said proudly.

Anna wiped away some of her son's jizz that had spattered against her chin and cheeks and smiled at him.

"Now, we're going to have to figure out what to do with the Sea Scouts meeting tomorrow," Chet said as he scratched his chin thoughtfully. "About how many are coming tomorrow?" he asked Anna.

"I think Greg said about eight or nine," she said, looking at her son for guidance.

"That's about right, Mom. Eight hot cocks waiting for your pussy," he said huskily as he bent down and clamped his lips hard onto Anna's mouth.

"Ohhhh, look. His cock's getting hard again!" Hilda said brightly as she pointed at Greg's stiffening prick.

Chet shook his head slowly and looked down at his limp dick.

"That's the advantage of being young," he said in a mock-serious tone. "We old-timers have got to wait for a while before we can fuck again.

"Oh, I'll bet you can get it up right now," Hilda cooed as she reached up and stroked the underside of his cock gently with her right forefinger.

"What about the Sea Scouts?" Anna asked, a little surprised and jealous of her friend's sudden sexual flowering.

"Right, I almost forgot," Chet said as he brushed Hilda's hand away and paced back and forth in the living room. "I think I might be able to get at least two more women-Grace Hoover and Marie Moore."

"Grace and Marie!" Anna gasped, looking at Chet in horror. "I'd never have believed it!"

Chet chuckled and put his hands on his hips, shaking his head slowly.

"Shows you how perceptive you are, Anna. Those two women are almost as hot as you two," he said, laughing softly.

"Wow! This Sea Scouts meeting's gonna be a lot better than any we've had before," Greg said as he started to rub his prick excitedly.

"But what's the whole purpose?" Anna asked as she riveted her eyes on her son's lengthening cock.

"Besides having a ball?" Chet asked. "Spreading the word, mainly. The kids'll learn tomorrow that we can provide this kind of balling service on the spot for anyone. What's more, we'll tell them that we want their folks to get involved. If I know kids today, they'll know whether or not their parents are prime subjects for us. Even if their folks wouldn't dream of joining us, you can bet that they'll keep coming," Chet said as he reached down and wrapped his powerful fingers around Hilda's firm right tit.

"Mmmmm!" Anna groaned as her son squatted down in front of her and started running his fingers through her juice-soaked beaver.

"Ohhh, I told you that you'd get it up again," Hilda cooed in the other corner as she scooted across the floor on her knees and started lapping at Chet's hardening dick with her tongue.

"So then, I'll bring Marie and Grace over early tomorrow, say around six in the evening. We'll spring the surprise on the kids when they come over," Chet said breathlessly as Hilda moved her mouth under his heavy, hanging balls and started milking them gently with her thick, wet lips.

"Let me climb into you," Greg said to his mother as he pushed her back gently.

"Ohhhhhh, Greg!" Anna groaned as she felt her snatch start to bum with excitement again.

"Mom. Oh, Mom," the boy said softly as he squirmed between Anna's legs and started lapping at her quivering, milky thighs.

"Ohhhh, stick that tongue in meee!" Anna groaned as she felt her son's tongue inch closer and closer to her trembling cunt.

"I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you!" Chet groaned as Hilda continued to run her tongue along the leathery, wrinkled skin of his jangling fuck-sac. At the same time Hilda reached tip with her right hand and ran her fingers lightly along the chaplain's hot, taut cock-skin while she strummed her stiffening clit-shaft with her left. Every time she squeezed her lips together and trapped Chet's balls in her mouth, Hilda felt his prick jerk upward violently and heard the man groan with delight.

"Let me suck your cock this way," Anna said hoarsely as she rose to a kneeling position again and pushed Greg backward.

"Why not?" the boy asked, shrugging his shoulders as he lay down on the living-room floor. His mother had sucked him off minutes before, but he didn't mind getting it that way again.

But Anna had a few new things planned for Greg. She stared for a second at his long, thick cock. The base was hidden in an incredibly thick forest of black hair that bushed around his heavy, hot balls. Anna could almost hear her son s bubbling, boiling jizz inside his fuck-sac as she lowered her face towards his twitching prick.

"Unnngh!" Greg grunted as Anna put her mouth around his purple, cum-oozing prick-head and slid it completely down to the base of his cock. Before he'd finished hunching his powerful thighs up as far as they could go, Anna had slid her mouth back up and released his cock. She dove down again, this time aiming higher. She drove her mouth onto Greg's navel, jabbing her tongue hard. Then she clamped her lips around the sunken flesh and sucked hard at it.

"God! Ohhh, fuck!" Greg moaned, arching his back and tossing his muscular ass off the floor as Anna gave him a tongue-bath. She felt the tip of his hot pole slam against the side of her face as she kept on with her tonguing and sucking.

"Unngh! Nooo, mom! Oh,fuck! Nooo!"

Greg pleaded as he dug his fingers into Anna's head and tried to move her face down to his prick.

"That's it, babe. Stick it like you need it!" the chaplain moaned as he closed his eyes tightly and pumped his muscular thighs slowly back and forth. His hanging, hairy balls swung back and forth lazily with each forward thrust he made, slapping Hilda lightly under the chin as she moved from the man's balls to his prick.

"Pleeaase! Oh, shit!" Greg cried loudly as Anna went wild over her son's chest. She lapped at Greg's heaving belly like a dog licking himself off Then she cupped her lips over his nipple and sucked so hard that she lifted the tanned skin from his breastplate. She could feel the nipple grow hard in her mouth as she ran her tongue over it in rapid flickers.

Hmmm, men react to this the same way women do, Anna thought to herself as she watched Greg writhe and buck in time to her tonguing.

Anna took her mouth off with a loud squishy popping sound and quickly clamped it on the left nipple. At the same time she ran the fingers of her right hand slowly up and down her son's quivering cock-shaft, using the drops of pre-cum that oozed out of his expanding piss-slit to lubricate his raging hard-on.

"I can't take this!" he whined, pulling away from his mother's massaging fingers and shoving her back down to the floor.

"Ohhhhhh!" Anna groaned as she felt Greg jump on top of her and start kissing her frenziedly while his hot, blood-heavy prick bounced against her thighs. It was almost like being raped by her own son, except that she was desperate for his prick.

"Fuck meeee! Fuck meeee!" Anna groaned as she squirmed on the floor.

"In the ass!" Greg said as he hiked up her butt higher and spat on his left hand. While Anna looked at her son in surprise, he lubricated his meaty prick-head with saliva, then positioned it directly over her shitter.

"Wait! Wait, baby. Let me relax!" Anna cried out.

But Greg was too much in a hurry. With one powerful forward thrust he slammed his prick-head against his mother's asshole.

"Aiyeeee! Aiyffee!" she cried out, wriggling under her son's heavy, muscular body as she tried to will her asshole to relax.

"Maybe this'll help," Greg said as he reached down with his right hand and started to run his fingers up and down Anna's puffy outer labes.

"Ohhhh!" his mother moaned softly as she began to concentrate on the growing itch that was gripping her pussy and forgot about the tight, painful sensation that racked her shit-chute.

"That's it!" Greg whispered hoarsely as he began to thrust his hips back and forth more regularly. At the same time the boy shoved his fingers into his mother's hot hole, scraping her slick, trembling cunt walls with the tips.

"Ohhh, suck, you bitch!" Chet screamed out from the other end of the room as he jammed Hilda's face hard against his groin. Slowly he rotated his trembling butt, churning his steaming rod around in the younger woman's mouth as the first wads of his lava-like cum spewed out of his contracting cock-head.

"Now, mom! Now!" Greg shouted as he banged the base of his cock hard against the brown, wrinkled skin of Anna's shithole.

"Finger me off, damn you! Don't leave me hanging like this! Unnngh! Wawwwhhhhh!" Anna shrieked as she tried to work herself up to a climax. Her eyes rolled as she felt the first hot wads of Greg's steaming jizz shoot up her bowels. It exploded through his expanded piss-slit in rhythmic beats as he dug his fingers into Anna's juicy slash.

"Come, dammit! Come!" Greg screamed as he tugged, stroked and pinched his mother's beating clit.

"Aiyee! Aiyeeeee! Wawwwwh! Arrrgh!" Anna shrieked mindlessly as she obeyed her son's command. She felt her belly explode suddenly as her pussy spasmed. She could smell her own cunt juice as she slammed forward, backward, and from side to side. Her body thrashed and heaved with rising tension until she screamed and whimpered with each contraction that tore her body.

"Ungh! Ungh!" Greg moaned as the last of his load fired through his contracting shaft.

"Ohhhh, baby," Anna moaned, wrapping her legs around her son's neck and hunching her belly up to his.

"Oh!" Hilda cried out, swallowing the hot load of jizz she'd just received from the chaplain. "If we keep up like this, we'll be too sore to take on anybody tomorrow."

"Ohhhh, didn't I tell you this'd be fun?" Anna said as she looked over to her friend.

"Hilda, you'll never have to worry about not having cock any more," Chet said, reaching down and stroking the younger woman's silky hair.

"Carl can go to hell, as far as I'm concerned," the woman said defiantly as she reached up and started stroking Chet's cock again with her right hand.

Jesus, if all the women are like her, I'll never get on my feet, Anna thought dreamily as she felt her son's cum leaking out of her stretched asshole.

CHAPTER FIVE

The following day Anna was busy cleaning the house, getting ready for the Sea Scouts that evening. She paid particular attention to the bedrooms. Anna had a funny feeling that they'd be in use that evening more than any other room in the house.

Anna's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into her driveway. She glanced at her wristwatch and saw that it was only one o'clock-too early for Chet, Greg, or the others to be coming over. She pulled back the curtain in her bedroom and saw that it was Commander Mary Golden, Paul's commanding officer!

My God! she thought to herself as she looked into the mirror and tried to straighten herself up as quickly as possible.

"Why, Commander, what a pleasant surprise," Anna chirped as she opened the front door.

"Hello, Anna. I know you're surprised to see me, especially since Paul left yesterday," Commander Golden said as he walked into the living room briskly.

"Well, yes, as a matter of fact, I don't understand this visit at all," Anna admitted as she closed the door behind her and started to go into the kitchen. "Let me fix you some coffee."

"I-I won't be here too long," Anna stammered as he stood in the middle of the living room and shifted his feet uneasily.

Anna looked at the handsome, forty-year-old officer and was surprised at his apparent embarrassment. Usually Anna Golden was the picture of composure and ease at the most difficult of times. His steely-grey hair seemed symbolic of his iron will and determination. The muscles that rippled on his arms and chest reflected his unflinching courage. His dress; his looks; his bearing all added up to a highly professional military man. That was why Anna was puzzled by his obvious uneasiness in her home.

"Well, maybe you'd better tell me what's wrong, Commander Golden," she said as she sat down on the couch.

"Please, call me Mary," he said.

"All right, Mary. Is this something about Paul?" she asked apprehensively.

"Yes," he said, hissing through his teeth after waiting several seconds to answer.

"About his career?" she asked quietly.

"Anna, Paul's been having an affair, and I think he's going to leave you," Anna blurted out suddenly.

"Oh, my God!" Anna cried out as she jumped to her feet and covered her face with her hands.

"I'm sorry. Oh, God, I didn't mean to break it to you like this," Anna said clumsily as he watched Anna react to the news. "I wouldn't have told you, except that I feel an obligation to my officers' wives as well as to them. And when I see one of them making a fool of himself, well, I feel that proper steps should be taken to correct the situation."

"Can you tell me who it is he's having an affair with?" Anna asked, trying to calm herself.

"It's really something you shouldn't know, Man began, looking into Anna's eyes. He swallowed hard, then turned away and shoved his hands into his pants pockets. "It's Marie Moore."

"Marie Moore?" Anna cried out in horrified surprise. The same woman Chet was going to bring over to her house that evening! She almost choked when she thought of that woman sleeping with Paul, then telling Chet that she was sexually frustrated!

"Don't get upset!" Anna said as he ran forward and put his hands on her shoulders.

"I'm sorry," she said absently. So Paul preferred Marie's pussy! "Then my husband isn't away on any maneuvers, is he?"

"Yes he is," Anna corrected her. "But he's coming back in two weeks."

"He told me three," Anna said, biting her lower lip and fighting back the tears that built up in her eyes as she thought of yesterday morning and how much she had wanted him to come back earlier.

"Don't cry," Max-v said pulling her against his body and gently running his hand up and down her back. Gradually Anna became aware that the commander's interest in her welfare might go beyond official boundaries.

"Please!" Anna said, pushing herself away from the older man and sitting back down on the couch. Thoughts of her unfaithful husband were beginning to get mixed with the feelings of sexual excitement that were radiating from her cunt. Anna Golden was turning her on.

"I'm sorry," he said shakily as he started for the front door. "If there's anything I can do "Yes. You can stay for coffee," Anna said as she jumped off the couch and turned around to face him.

"I'd-I-that is, I'm not sure if that'd be right," he said hesitantly.

"What Paul's doing isn't exactly religious," Anna said sarcastically as she licked her lower lip and sauntered slowly up to the grey-haired commander.

"I-I-" Anna stammered as Anna embraced him gently and raised her face to his. She'd always been attracted to him whenever she had seen him. But Anna never even hinted that she'd go to bed with him before. Now, after hearing about Paul's fucking around with Marie Moore, she couldn't think of a better way of getting back at her husband than going to bed with his commanding officer. Besides, it would be a real labor of love.

"Aw, shit!" Man said as he shook his head quickly and drove his lips hard against hers.

"Mmmm!" Anna moaned, rocking back as she felt Marv's tongue slam past her lips and wriggle frenziedly in the hot, wet recesses of her mouth. At the same time the commander reached down and hiked up the front of her skirt until his fingers brushed up against her hairy, aching cunt-mound.

"Unnngh!" Anna groaned as she felt Man's fingers stroking her swelling labes.

"Come on and let's get going," he said impatiently as he slid his fingers back and forth in her fuck-tunnel. Anna threw her head back and almost screamed out in ecstasy when she felt him slide his hand up; then grab her clit tightly and give it a pinch.

"Ohhhh! Yessssss!" she shrieked, bucking her thighs forward and throwing her arms around Man for support.

"Jesus, you don't know how long I've been waiting to do this to you," he groaned softly in her ear as he clamped his lips back onto hers. They started kissing each other passionately, stabbing their tongues into one another's mouths while they ground their bodies together. Anna hunched her hips forward, impaling her juicing pussy on Mary's probing fingers as her tits roasted inside her bra.

"Take off those goddamned clothes!" Anna panted as he pushed her gently away.

Anna gripped the back of the couch for support as she watched the man unbutton his shirt and unzip his pants almost simultaneously. With a hunch of his shoulders, Man slipped his khaki shirt off and down his arms, revealing a muscular chest and a thick matting of steely-gray body hair. Electricity seemed to ripple across his body as he stood in the middle of the room, staring at Anna.

"Now it's your turn," he said huskily as he lowered his hands and squeezed the large cock-bulge in his shorts. "Mmmmm," he moaned, closing his eyes and leaning his head back as he rubbed his hands over his straining prick. Anna could see that it was fully extended and throbbing against the material of his briefs. She wanted it jammed against her spasming cunt walls as soon as possible.

"Ohhhhhh!" she groaned, unbuttoning her blouse quickly. With one quick move, she reached back and unfastened her bra, releasing her firm, pendulous tits.

"Jesus!" Anna cried out in appreciation as her huge boobs flopped down to her chest.

"Can you understand why Paul's gone over to that titless bitch?" Anna asked dryly as she reached down and unzipped her skirt, shoving it to the floor.

"God only knows," Man said as he drove his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts and slid them down to the floor.

"Ohhhh!" Anna cried out as the commander's big, throbbing thickly veined cock sprang loose and bobbed wildly in the air. She ran forward and dropped to her knees automatically.

"Ooohhhh! Oh, shit!" Anna panted as he heaved his hips forward to drive his cock into her mouth.

Anna leaned back a little to avoid sucking the commander's cock for a few seconds. She wanted to take in this man's jerking tool. Her eyes traveled over the red, taut cock-skin; over the thick, wiry curls of grey prick hairs that surround the stiff, jerking rod. Anna shifted her eyes downward and stared at Marv's hairy balls that jangled every time his dick jerked and twitched. She reached up and trailed her forefinger over the cluster of hairs that poked out from the underside of his fuck-sac.

"Suck it! Suck it!" Mary moaned as he jerked his hips forward.

Anna groaned and opened her mouth to take the head of his quivering dick inside. Her lips squeezed tightly over his pulsating prick as she moved her head forward to take in the entire length of the commander's thick, long shaft. She swirled her tongue at the base of his prick, caressing every vein that protruded from his taut rod. She slid it forward, massaging each straining nerve in his swollen dick until it reached the head. Then her lips joined in the action, milking his prick-head while her tongue slid back and forth against the sensitive underside of the commander's raging hard-on.

"Unnghhh! Fuck! Oh, baby, suck that dick! Ohhh, yessss!" he groaned as he felt the spasms of pleasure shoot from his cock and balls all over his body.

"Mmmmmmghhhfff!" Anna moaned as she felt his hips begin to move in and out as he fucked into her welcoming mouth. She reached up and grabbed his balls gently with her hands, moving them back and forth as she bobbed her head more furiously on his jerking rod.

"Goddd! Oh, fffuuuucccck!" Man cried as he staggered backward and pulled his spit-slicked dick out of her mouth. "Come on, babe. I don't want a blow-job. Not now, anyway. I've been watching that ass of yours for months. I want to ram your sweet pussy right here," he said as he pushed her gently down to the floor.

Anna suddenly got an idea. She was almost tired of getting fucked in the traditional missionary position.

"Come on. Let's screw doggie-style," she said, giggling softly as she reached up and squeezed Mary's prick gently.

"Why not? It'd be kind of a kick," Anna said as he sank to his knees behind her and pushed her forward.

"Come on, doggie," Anna said softly. "Come on and screw your bitch," she said as she swayed from side to side. She sank down on her elbows and felt her heavy tits fall to the floor. Her stiffened, fiery nipples scraped the carpeting as she felt the commander grab onto her firm ass-cheeks and push her slightly forward.

"Grrrrrrrrr!" Marv growled jokingly as he stroked his cock slowly before he touched her trembling body again. Then he ran his cock across her ass-cheeks while she moaned for satisfaction.

"Fuck me," she whispered nervously as she reached up and squeezed her tits for relief. "Fuck me!"

"You bet, bitch!" he said throatily. Marv leaned back and reached forward, stabbing his powerful fingers into her juicing cunt and searched up and down until he found her embedded clit-shaft. He started to run his fingers up and down the tiny organ while he rubbed her hairy pussy-mound with his thumb. Anna thought her body was going to explode with pleasure as she felt bolts of electricity shoot out from her twitching clit.

"Wawwwwwh!! Unnngh! Oh, fuckin' God! finger that snatch! Ohhh,fuckin' Jebesus! Fuck meeee!"

Man placed his hands on her thighs and positioned his hips so that his cockhead traced lightly across her juicing slit. Anna growled and moaned again as she felt her puffy labes twitching for satisfaction once more.

"FUCK meef! Oh, God, fuck me, goddammit!" Anna screamed again as she felt her body shudder deliciously.

"You want it, babe? Here it is!" Marv cried out as he shoved his thighs forward in one powerful thrust.

"Aieee!" Anna cried out as she felt the commander's thick, hot knob bang up against her swollen outer labes. She felt them parting slowly as Mary's prick-head screwed past the juice-slicked membranes and drove down deep into her fuck-hole. She groaned as she felt his dick burying itself in the soft, hot wet recesses of her spasming snatch.

"Unngh! Unngh!! More! I want more cock!! Drive it up my cunt! Jeeesus, fuck mebee!" Anna cried out incoherently as Marv continued to drive his mammoth dong deep into her cunt.

"Ohhhhhh!" he sighed as he felt his hot groin touch Anna's smooth, sweaty ass-cheeks. He started to rotate his butt slowly, stirring his cock like a butter churn inside her pussy while he felt his balls slide up and down the woman's quivering ass. At the same time Anna felt the commander reach underneath and grab her tits with both hands. He squeezed them again and again until she broke out into a long series of loud whimpers.

"Ohhhh! Do it to me! Unnngh! Do it!" Anna cried out as she felt Man mash in her nipples while he slid his spasming prick in and out of her squishing pussy. "Fuck me! Oh, Jee sus, I-I…"

Anna couldn't finish the sentence. Her throbbing clit and spasming pussy had taken over her mind. All she was now was one big fucking machine. His cock was acting like a wounded wild animal in her cunt. It seemed to have a will of its own the way it jerked, poked, bit and slid inside her as her clit exploded with blast after blast of mind-ripping ecstasy.

"Unngh!" Man groaned as he let go of her tits and dug his hands into her thighs as he felt his balls about to blow their jizz into her sucking cunt.

"Don't stop! Oh, God, don't stop!" Anna moaned as she backed into him and wriggled her ass-cheeks wildly against the commander's crotch.

"I-I- omigod!" Anna yelled as he rammed his hips wildly against Anna's quivering ass. She knew that he was coming by the way his cock was swelling up inside her snatch. At the same time Anna felt her own orgasm exploding deep inside her gut. It rippled across her panting belly, tore through her itching tits, then rocketed towards her beating, swollen clit.

"Aiyeeee! Aiyeee! Arrrgh! Wawwwh!"

Anna shrieked as she tossed her head from side to side in a mindless fury as she felt the lava-like heat searing her burning snatch.

"Now! Now! Unnngh!" Anna cried out as he dug his fingertips into her hips and lifted her knees off the floor.

"Come, damn you, come!" Anna screamed. Suddenly she felt something hot, wet and sticky scalding her trembling cuntal membranes. She could feel his balls slapping against her butt as she felt one violent spasm, then another break out between her legs.

"Arrrgh! Oh, baby! Unngh!" Mary moaned over and over as his pulsating cock-head sprayed out wad after wad of jizz.

Anna shrieked and groaned as her cunt broke out into a seemingly unending series of wild contractions. The two of them moaned and thrashed for what seemed like hours as her cunt-lips were bathed in rivers of sweat, fresh pussy juice and hot, male cum.

Anna was shaking all over and his breath was uneven. Anna collapsed on the floor as she felt the last ripple of orgasm sweep over her quivering clit.

"Ohhhh, my God!" Anna was finally able to say. I don't think I've ever felt anything like that in my life!"

"Anna, baby," Mary crooned, leaning forward and kissing her sweaty back lightly with his lips.

"You certainly know how to take a woman's mind off her troubles," Anna said, laughing softly as she moved forward and pulled free of the commander's softening cock.

"I'm sorry we had to get together under these kind of circumstances," he said a little sadly as he stroked his cock gently and looked longingly at her. Anna was afraid that Commander Golden might be getting a little too attached to her for comfort.

"I'm just happy we got together," she said, reaching out and touching his cheek lightly. Anna wondered what Chet would say if she brought Anna into their little group. He was interested primarily in getting women up to his balls. But after all, he couldn't service every wife on base. Marv would make a good addition.

"You're not married, are you, Anna'?" she asked hesitantly.

"Not any more," he said, sighing deeply. "I divorced my wife a couple of years ago. She was swinging with every prick on base whenever I was at sea. I just couldn't take it."

On second thought, Anna decided to keep their club a secret from the commander for a while. He didn't sound like he approved of such goings-on. Not at least where his former wife was concerned. She had to get to know him a little better first. But if she could get him interested later on, he could assure them of complete safety. With his position, Mat-v could squash any rumors that leaked out about what was going on before they blew up into a major scandal.

"I'm sorry to hear about it," Anna said as she got up from the floor and headed for the shower. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to shower and get ready for the Sea Scouts' meeting. Greg, my son, is bringing them over here."

"They're a good group of kids," Anna said, getting up, too, and following her into the bathroom. "My son Kip's in there."

Anna felt her face flush hot as she turned on the shower. She almost felt like calling the meeting off. If Kip talked to his father before she felt him out further on joining the swappers' club, they might all be in big trouble.

"Is he coining here tonight?" Anna asked nervously as she stepped into the stall.

"He's never missed a meeting since he joined," Anna said as he joined her.

"Mmmmmm, as dedicated to the service as his father," Anna said huskily as she felt the commander's powerful hands soap down her firm butt.

"Nothing wrong there," Anna said breathlessly as he worked his hands around Anna's firm creamy thighs to her thickly matted beaver and soaped up her hairy cunt-mound. The woman groaned again when she felt the commander's fingers slide easily into her slackened snatch and scrape against her wet, slick pussy walls.

"I-I don't think we should be doing this in the shower," Anna stammered as she felt Anna pushing her slightly forward. His cock bounced against her taut butt as the shower soaked the two of them.

"Just don't fall," Anna said as he hunched and drove his cock up into her tightening, excited fuck-hole.

"Ohhhhhh!" Anna groaned as she closed her eyes and clamped her snatch around the commander's invading prick. At the same time she tried to think of a way to keep his son Kip away from the Sea Scouts' meeting that evening.

CHAPTER SIX

"Mom! Mom, I'm home!" Greg called out from the living room as he ran into the house.

"Hi, honey," Anna said as she felt her snatch spasm at the sound of her son's voice. "I'm here in the kitchen making up some sandwiches for the boys."

"They're not going to need much food when the action starts," he said, walking slowly up behind her and cupping his hands around her well-rounded butt.

"Hey, stop it!" Anna giggled as she turned around from the kitchen sink and threw her arms around her son's shoulders.

"Mmmmm, firm tits," Greg said huskily as he reached up and squeezed his mother's boobs gently.

"How well do you know Kip Golden?" Anna asked, changing the subject abruptly as she pushed Greg away and turned around to finish up making the snacks.

"Oh, pretty well, I guess," Greg said, shrugging his shoulders and walking back into the living room.

"His father was here this afternoon," Anna said, putting down the slicing knife and following her son through the kitchen doorway.

"Oh? Kip's always said that his dad's had the hots for you," Greg said off-handedly as he sat down on the couch.

Anna flushed red when she heard Greg talk about Anna Golden that way.

"Ah-hah!" her son said, laughing loudly and slapping his knee. "So old man Golden managed to score with you!"

"Don't talk like that!" Anna said in irritation as she thought about the news Anna had brought with him.

"Sorry, Mom," Greg said, getting up and walking over to his mother. He embraced her gently as she leaned her head on his right shoulder.

"I don't want news of what we're doing to reach him-not just yet, anyway. I don't know how he'd react to it. I'm afraid that Kip would tell him if we include him tonight."

Greg pulled away from his mother and paced the living-room floor slowly.

"I don't think we'll have any problem," he finally said. "Kip and his dad aren't all that close. You know, he always blamed his dad for the divorce, even though it was really his mother's whoring around that brought it on. I don't think we'll have any problem. Besides, you wouldn't want to deal him out. If you think I've got a big cock, you should see Kip's!"

Anna felt her pussy contract at what her son suggested. If his friend's dick was that big and fantastic, Anna hated to count him out just because of a few fears.

"Well, on second thought-" she began.

"That's better," Greg said as he headed for his bedroom. "I'd better get ready. The guys are coming over in an hour."

Just as Greg disappeared into his room, Anna heard the front doorbell ring.

"Oh, Chet! You're a little early," Anna said as she stared at the chaplain's bulging crotch. Behind him were Hilda, Grace and Marie. Anna wondered what the four of them had been doing in the car before they got there. She saw a large wet stain just below his zipper and guessed what had been going on.

"Thought we'd get here before the boys," the chaplain said, smiling as he walked into the living room.

Anna greeted the women warmly. She especially hugged Marie Moore tightly, wishing that she could strangle the bitch in front of everyone there.

"When are they coming?" Hilda asked, giggling nervously as she looked hungrily at Chet's crotch.

"In about an hour," Anna said as she signaled to Chet that she wanted to talk to him alone.

"What's up?" he asked as the other women scrambled into the kitchen for some coffee.

"Paul's C.O. was over here this afternoon. He told me that Marie and my husband are having an affair!" she whispered softly.

Chet raised his eyebrows and shrugged. "So?"

"So? I want to get back at that bitch!" Anna said angrily as she clenched her fists tightly together.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Chet said, slowly running his hands up and down her thighs. Anna closed her eyes and gave in to the hot feeling that was growing between her legs. She wasn't wearing a bra or panties that evening. Chet could see that easily. Her nipples poked angrily against the thin cotton material of her white blouse, and the crotch of her slacks was growing darker, stained by hot cunt juice that was oozing out from between her swelling labes. "You're not exactly the picture of fidelity," the chaplain said, laughing softly.

"This is different!" Anna said as she pulled away from Chet's grip.

The chaplain sighed and looked steadily at her. "Well, what do you want me to do?" he finally asked.

"I'm not sure yet," Anna said as she set her teeth firmly together. "But I'm going to make her pay for the trouble she's causing me."

"I'll do what I can," Chet said quietly as the three women came back into the living room.

"Is everybody ready?" Anna asked.

"I'm a little nervous," Grace Hoover giggled excitedly. "I don't think I've ever felt this kind of excitement before. All those young boys.

"We don't even know how they'll react," Marie Moore said a little apprehensively.

That bitch! Anna thought to herself. That woman was fucking her husband, and here she was, pretending to be Little Miss Prim and Proper. Anna hoped that one of the boys was an S amp; M freak.

She knew just the candidate for the rack.

"Hey, Mom, some of the guys are coming over now!" Greg shouted from his bedroom.

"Just like kids. Around whenever you don't want them," Chet said under his breath. "All right, just everybody follow my lead. Let them have their meeting first. We'll be in the kitchen. Just listen to me and follow what I tell you to do," he said quickly as Anna ran to open the front door.

"Good evening, Kip," Anna said as the commander's son walked in and nodded hello to everyone. She felt her eyes drop automatically to the boy's crotch. She wondered if what her son said about Kip's prick was right. He was a tall, slender boy with an innocent, almost babyish face. His build and looks certainly didn't go along with her idea of what a man with a big cock looked like. Then again, Nature likes to play funny tricks. She'd find out soon whether or not Greg was telling the truth about Kip Golden.

"Well, ladies, we'd better adjourn to the kitchen and let these boys hold their meeting," Chet said as Greg walked out of the hallway and into the living room.

Anna stayed behind for a while, greeting the boys as they came in and bringing in the snacks. There were seven there, including her son. That made eight cocks in her house that evening-two for each bitch under her roof.

"Okay, Mom. You can go into the kitchen now," Greg whispered in her ear, nibbling her left lobe as she started to turn.

"How many there?" Chet asked her as she walked into the kitchen.

"Seven," Anna said, looking at the women to see their reactions to her news. They all brightened.

"Not bad," Chet said, rolling his eyes up as he thought out his plan. "That's two cocks for each of you. Maybe after tonight you'll spread the word to friends you know who'd be interested."

"Ohhh, that might be fun," Grace said, licking her lower lip nervously, "but how do we get started tonight?"

"That'll be Anna's job," Chet said as he reached for Grace's purse. He opened it and took out a ten-inch long, two-inch thick plastic dong.

Anna's eyes widened as she watched Chet turn the base of the pseudo-cock. A loud, buzzing sound filled the kitchen as the five of them watched the dildo vibrate furiously.

"And what am I supposed to do with that?" Anna asked curiously as she watched the instrument quiver in the chaplain's hands.

"Hide this somewhere as you go out into the living room," Chet began.

"Flop your tits around. Rub against one of the boys. I don't care which one."

Anna thought of Kip Golden and smiled secretly to herself.

"Then make some excuse and go into your bedroom. Strip down and start fucking yourself with this thing. Then I'll tell one of the boys to go look for you-that we need you. As soon as he gets near your bedroom, that buzzing sound should attract him. He'll walk in and, well, then it's up to you," Chet said, winking slyly at her.

"So, even if I get it on with whoever walks in, where do the rest of you fit in?" Anna asked, feeling her cunt muscles contract as she looked at the vibrating, buzzing dildo.

"When the two of you don't come out, I'll send in another boy-two if necessary. That'll get the action going. When we get about half of them interested in what's going on in the bedroom, the rest of us will come out. Maybe we'll be naked. By that time, Greg and I will have them so hopped up for cunt they won't ask any questions," Chet said, smacking his lips with anticipation as he turned off the buzzing plastic dick and handed it to Anna.

"I might as well get started," Anna said, sighing deeply as she took the dildo and put it back in Grace's purse. "I've got nowhere to hide this, and I'll be damned if I'm going to stick it up my twat and walk in there," she said over her shoulder as she moved out of the kitchen, Grace's purse in her hand.

Greg was outlining the coming sea cruise that they were all going to go on shortly. She stopped and watched her son before she continued carrying out her plan of action. He was a forceful leader, intelligent, yet now intimidating to the rest of the boys. She felt her heart and cunt throb at the same time.

"Hurry up!" she heard Chet whisper loudly from the kitchen doorway.

Anna inhaled sharply and pretended to be straightening up the living room as she worked her way closer and closer to Kip Golden. The boy pretended to be ignoring her. But Anna saw that he was eyeing her tits as they swayed and bounced together under her loose-fitting cotton blouse. Anna spotted an empty pretzel bowl next to the commander's son. What a perfect opportunity to get next to him.

"Now, Jim and Ken will be second and third in command respectively… " Greg continued on as Anna inched closer to Kip.

"Excuse me," she whispered huskily in Kip's ear as she bent down to grab the empty bowl. At the same time Anna shifted around so that the boy could have a close look at her big tits swinging loosely around in her blouse if he wanted to. She saw him shift his eyes to the opening of her blouse and leave them there for several seconds. As she picked up the bowl, Anna leaned slightly to the left and brushed her boobs lightly against the right side of Kip's face. She almost laughed out loud when she saw the boy flush a deep red.

As she placed the bowl on the end table next to the couch, Anna saw Chet sticking his head out of the kitchen doorway.

This one, she mouthed to the chaplain as she pointed at Kip and walked out of the living room towards her bedroom.

When she got to her bed, Anna inhaled sharply as she tore open her blouse and unzipped her slacks.

This is it, girl, she said to herself as she scrambled onto her bed and spread her legs widely apart. Anna reached over and picked up Grace's purse. Unsnapping it, she reached in and pulled out the long, thick dildo.

Jesus! I hope it'll fit, Anna thought to herself as she threw the purse down on the floor and turned the base of the white vibrator. Instantly the instrument began to buzz angrily.

Here goes, she thought to herself as she lowered the artificial dong to her trembling snatch.

"UMMmmmm!" Anna groaned as she slipped the latex cock into her snatch with an audible squishing sound. She gasped again and shuddered as she felt her twitching snatch quivering with the portable vibrating dick. "AAAAaah! Anna cried out louder. She wriggled her ass-cheeks back and forth on the bed as she began to pump the dildo in and out of her pussy. The vibrations poured through her snatch, making her cunt muscles contract and release uncontrollably. Her tits seemed to quiver in time to the buzzing plastic dong while her flesh turned to jelly under the influence of the dildo.

"Hey, do one of you boys want to go and see what's keeping Mrs. Murray?" Anna heard Chet ask the group in the living room.

Oh God, let it be Kip! she prayed silently as she churned the dildo around in her snatch.

"Hey, Kip, see what's taking my mother so long," Anna heard Greg say in the living room.

Thank God! she sighed to herself as she reached up with her left hand and squeezed the hot, spongy flesh of her huge tits. Anna continued to slide the buzzing dildo slowly in and out of her quivering pussy, rotating it slowly to get the maximum amount of friction from the plastic cock. Her clit throbbed wildly in time to the vibrations that shot out of the latex dick and poured through her thrashing body.

"Mrs. Murray?" she heard Kip call out quietly in the hall.

Anna closed her eyes and bit her lip as she spread her legs more widely apart and ground her ass-cheeks deep into the groaning mattress.

"Ummmmm!" she moaned softly as she drove the dildo faster and faster into her juicy snatch.

"Mrs. Murray, are you in-" Kip said as he reached Anna's bedroom doorway. The boy stopped at the entrance and his mouth dropped open when he saw the woman fucking herself with a dildo.

"UNNngh!" Anna groaned louder when she saw Kip standing there, his eyes glued to her reddened, swollen outer labes. Anna's crotch glistened with rivulets of sweat and pussy juice as the latex dong squished in and out of her hot, steaming hole.

"Uh… Mrs. Murray," the boy began nervously, then stopped and continued to watch in fascination.

Anna moaned more loudly and tossed her taut ass-cheeks high into the air.

"Ohhhh, fuck meeee!" she groaned, opening her eyes and looking directly at Kip.

"Oh, Jesus!" Kip said as he closed the door and walked slowly over to Anna.

"Oh, God! Fuck! Please, Kip! Fuck meeee! Fuck meee!" Anna cried out mindlessly. She opened her eyes again and saw Kip stripping off his shirt and pants. She saw the outline of his incredibly thick, massively long cock. She couldn't believe it! Her son was right. Kip had at least ten inches of hot prick-meat between his powerful, hairy legs.

"You've got it!" the boy said hoarsely as he scrambled clumsily onto the bed and slid between her flailing legs. Before she knew what was happening, Anna felt Kip's tongue probing her cunt-lips, teasingly lapping at the stretched, sensitive membranes while she continued to drives the artificial, vibrating dick in and out of her gash.

"Get rid of that thing," Kip said as he pulled it out roughly with a loud pop. "I've got the real thing, and it's a hell of a lot better," the boy whispered as he stroked the cock throbbing and straining against the stretched material of his briefs.

"Ohhhh, God!" Anna moaned as she felt Kip's tongue slip between her puffy outer labes. The boy didn't force his way into her sensitive fuck-tunnel yet, but preferred to tease her for a while. That was fine with Anna. She loved feeling that growing, almost unbearable itch that gripped her clit. She drove her thighs wildly upward again and again, wanting to impale her cunt-hole on his stiff, hot, stabbing tongue.

"Eat me! Eat my snatch out! Yessss, like t-t-thhhaaaaat!" Anna screamed hoarsely, thrashing on the groaning bed as her words goaded Kip on.

The boy finally drove his tongue completely into Anna's pussy as she spread her legs farther apart. She opened her mouth and cried out in agonized ecstasy as she felt his tongue inch up closer arid closer to her wildly beating clit. Anna felt herself rocketing up toward a big come, and hoped that she'd have enough energy for the rest of the boys later.

"Oh, fuckin' God! Do something! For God's sake, do something! Fuck meee! Fuck meeee!" Anna shrieked as she writhed, bucked and heaved like a mad woman. "Jam your cock into meee!" Anna begged desperately. "Ohhh, yeah!" Kip moaned in her ear as he reached down with both hands and grabbed the backs of her thighs. Her cunt was already drenched with sweat and pussy juice. It quivered in anticipation of being stuffed with the boy's prick. Her outer labes trembled excitedly and seemed to be begging Kip to tam his dick in as soon as he could.

"Hey, somebody want to see what's keeping the two of them?" Anna heard Greg say in the living room. But she didn't care about the plan any more. Somewhere in the distance Anna heard the dildo buzzing merrily away. All she could think of now was her unspeakably aching cunt and tits.

"Want to see what's going to ram you?" the boy asked Anna, as he backed away from her sucking snatch for a second and knelt between her trembling, sweaty thighs.

"Ohhhhh," Anna groaned as she looked at the thick, long cock outlined in his Jockeys. The material near the waistband was wet with pre-cum as the boy's dick throbbed wildly, imprisoned by the tight-fitting white briefs.

"Get ready," he warned, then pulled down his shorts and freed his mammoth-sized cock.

"OhhhhhHHHH!" Anna cried out admiringly as she smacked her lips excitedly. She'd never seen a cock that big and smooth before! The shaft seemed to go on forever, ending in an almost perfectly bell-shaped, purple, pulsating tip. Surrounding the base of Kip's rod was a thick matting of almost white crotch hair that matched the light-blond hair on his head and chest. Under that forest hung two enormous, almond-shaped balls.

Kip massaged his dong for a few seconds, then slid his shorts completely off. He pulled her forward gently, then bent down, touching the tip of his cock-head against the sensitive, slick membranes of her oozing, red gash.

"Ohhhh! Fuck meeeee!" Anna exclaimed.

But Kip pulled back, watching her swollen cunt-lips twitch angrily for his cock.

"What are you doing?!" she cried in frustration as she clenched her fists and beat the edge of the mattress wildly. She hated someone who was that kind of tease. Her pussy was contracting painfully now. She needed the boy's prick stuffed in her hot hole in the worst possible way.

Anna looked at the 'boy smiling at her. He seemed to enjoy watching her writhing on the bed, pleading and whimpering for him to ram his red, rubbery cock into her cunt until it shot out of her asshole. Kip leaned forward a little more and his gigantic prick slid into her hot gash without any resistance.

"Aggggh! Ohhhh! Fuck meeee! Ohhhhhh! I-I- aiyeeeee!"

Anna hunched up and threw her arms around Kip's neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles tightly together as she hunched against the pumping stud.

"More! More! Faster!" Anna grunted as she slammed her quivering cunt against the boy's groin.

"Easy, easy," Kip panted.

But Anna didn't pay any attention to him. She dug her fingernails into his back and scraped skin under her nails as he started slowly shoving his cock in and out of her contracting pussy. Anna drove her snatch hard against his groin in return, trying to swallow the full length of his cock in her cunt every time. With each forward thrust Anna could feel his heavy, hanging balls slap against her ass-cheeks.

"Fuck me! In! In! In!" Anna groaned as she tossed her head from side to side.

Kip grunted, then reached up with both hands and squeezed her big tits hard. He rolled them around her chest, tugging at them and pulling at them until she thought the boy was going to rip them off. While he pile drove his trembling prick into her squishing snatch, Kip bent forward and clamped his lips over her right nipple and started sucking wildly while he continued to mash the soft flesh of her left tit with his hand.

"Nnngh! Nnghh! Nnngh!" Anna cried out incoherently as she felt bolts of ecstasy fire through her body. Her pussy felt as if someone had set fire to her erect clit. Her tits throbbed deliciously as the boy continued to mash and massage them with his hands when he wasn't licking and sucking them.

"Oh, God! You're fantastic!" Kip groaned.

Anna didn't care what the boy was saying. Her mind was exploding with light and thunder. All she could think of now was cock and cunt, cock and cunt, cock and cunt.

"Ohhhhh! Arrrgh! Arrrgh!" Anna wailed, squirming and writhing desperately on the bed now. She felt her belly knotting up quickly as her clit throbbed rhythmically in time to Kip's increasingly faster cunt-fucking. She used her legs as leverage while she slithered her oozing snatch up and down the boy's stabbing prick.

"More! More! I love it! Love it! L-l-love- aieee! Wawwwh!"

Kip moaned louder, humped the woman harder and faster until he thought he'd drive Anna through the mattress to the floor.

"I can't take it! Noooo!" she shrieked as the first bolt of orgasm tore through her body. Anna thought her nipples would blow off as she felt her pussy contract painfully and powerfully. She screamed again, arching her back and digging her nails harder into Kip's back as she felt another spasm rip through her cunt. "OHHHH, Jeeeesus, I'm coming! Fuckin' God, I'm going-gunngh! Wawwwh!"

Kip's hands slipped down and gripped Anna's ass tightly as she felt the boy's thighs and back stiffen.

"Unngh! I-I-" the boy grunted as his eyes rolled up to his head and his body shuddered violently.

"Sh-shoot it in mmeee!! Arrgh!" Anna cried out.

Suddenly Kip screamed and thrashed from side to side. Anna felt his cock swell incredibly inside her cunt. Then she felt the first white-hot wad of jizz spewing out of his piss-slit and spattering against her rumbling, spasming cunt walls.

"Wawwwwh! Wawwwwh!" Anna shrieked as the sensation of Kip's hot cum sent her pussy off in another wild series of orgasmic contractions. The two of them bucked and ground and thrashed and heaved together for what seemed like days. Finally the last spasm ripped through the two of them, and Anna and Kip literally collapsed in exhaustion.

"Ohhhh, that was good," Anna said as she tried to catch her breath. "That was sooo good," she crooned, raising her right hand and running her fingers through Kip's sweat-soaked blond hair.

"Uh, Mrs. Murray, I'm-I'm sorry. I really shouldn't have done this," Kip stammered, flushing a deep red as he buried his face in the pillow.

"Oh, don't be embarrassed," Anna said, laughing softly as she continued to stroke the back of his neck. "I should be the one who's blushing. We set this whole thing up.

"Set it up?" the boy asked as he pulled his face out of the pillow and looked curiously at her.

"Planned it. The chaplain and those three women in there-we planned the whole thing. In fact, if everything goes as scheduled, your friends should be walking through the doorway in a few seconds looking for us." Anna giggled softly.

"And, boy, won't they get a surprise," she said as she squeezed her pussy muscles together and milked the young boy's softening cock.

"Oh, Cod, they can't see me like this," Kip moaned as he tried to get away.

"Hey, Kip, Mrs. Murray, where are you?" they heard Ken and Jim call out from the hallway.

"Too late," Anna whispered in Kip's right ear as she heard footsteps draw closer to her bedroom.

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Maybe they're in here," Ken said as he reached the doorway of Anna's bedroom.

"For God's sake, let me go!" Kip hissed as he struggled to get free of Anna's grip.

"Relax and enjoy it," the woman cooed softly as she pulled him gently back to her tits.

"In the bedroom?" Jim asked as he followed behind his friend closely.

"Well, we've looked everywhere else," Ken said as he turned the knob and threw open the door. "I don't know where else we- Oh, shit!" he cried out as he turned into the room and saw Anna and Kip locked together on the bed.

"Hi, fellas," Kip said over his right shoulder as he turned his head around and flashed an embarrassed smile at his friends.

"What are you doing?" Jim and Ken asked together as their eyes grew wider every second.

"We've already done it," Anna said, giggling as she squeezed her pussy muscles together again.

"Unnngh!" Kip cried out as Anna reached down and pinched his balls with her right hand.

"Fuck why should he have all the fun!" Ken said as he closed the door behind him and took off his white T-shirt.

"We're going for sloppy seconds?" Jim asked as he followed his friend and started stripping.

"Better than nothing. Hey, what's that sound?" Ken asked as he unzipped his Levi's and shoved them to his knees.

"For Christ's sake, look at this!" Jim said as he walked to the far corner of the room. The dark-haired boy bent down and picked up the buzzing dildo.

"Wow! You do yourself with this a lot?" Ken asked excitedly as he stared at Anna in disbelief.

"Only now and then," she said huskily as she riveted her eyes on the two boys' pricks. Neither of them were as large as Kip's. But both were stiff and jerking in the air. She felt her cunt rumbling again and her tits firing up. She wondered how she could get rid of Kip gracefully without hurting his feelings.

"Well, we're gonna show you that you don't need this kind of shit!" Jim grunted huskily as he shut the plastic cock off and threw it to the floor. In seconds he'd unsnapped his jeans and shoved them down to his ankles.

"Hey, Kip, why don't you get off and give us a chance?" Ken suggested as he walked up to the edge of the bed.

Anna looked at his jerking cock and almost shoved Kip off her as she felt her snatch contracting for Ken's and Jim's pricks.

"Watch it! She's a real snapper!" Kip said as he laughed loudly and pulled his flaccid dick out of her squishy pussy.

"Wait a second!" Anna said as she rolled out of bed. "Let me clean up a little first."

"Okay by me," Ken said looking at Jim.

"Fine. Personally, I'd rather have a clean cunt than slide into Kip's jizz!" Jim said, laughing at Kip as the blond boy staggered out of the bedroom.

Anna inhaled sharply as she minced into the bathroom, feeling Kip's cooling jizz leaking out from between her tightly clenched cunt-lips and oozing down her thighs. She squatted over the toilet and let out the boy's cum into the water as she heard Jim and Ken talking about her tits and ass.

"You want to fuck her in the cunt?" Ken asked Jim.

"I'd really like to rub my cock between her boobs," the other boy confessed.

"Hey, that's no way to make it! I mean, you gotta either fuck a broad in the pussy, or jam it up her ass. The way you want it's like jacking off," Ken said.

"I don't care. I took one look at her tits, and I knew that was the way I wanted to make it with her," Jim said defiantly.

Ken sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

"It's your cum. You do what you want with it," the other boy said quietly.

Damn them! Anna said to herself excitedly as she dabbed her crotch dry with toilet paper. She flushed the toilet, then walked into the bedroom and climbed into her bed.

"Ready?" Anna asked as she ground her ass-cheeks slowly together and ran her fingertips over her stiffened nipples.

"You want this dick, babe?" Ken asked as he walked up to her face and dangled it inches away from her mouth.

"I'll show you how much I want it!" Anna said breathlessly as she moved quickly to one side opened her mouth and engulfed the full length of the boy's shaft.

"Unnngh!" Ken cried out in surprise and delight as the woman started to massage his prick with her lips.

"Mmmmmm!" Anna moaned delightedly. She felt her body melt with heat and excitement. Every square inch of her body glowed with a hotness that was especially intense around the hot, swollen lips of her cunt. Her clit and nipples stiffened, growing so sensitive with swollen tissues and raw nerve endings that Anna thought they'd explode. She wrapped her fingers around Ken's cock and started to massage the taut, rubbery skin as she bobbed her head back and forth on his prick. As the boy's stiff dick started to throb harder. Anna squeezed it greedily. Her hand jacked up sand down as her thick wet lips slurped around his raging hard-on.

"Ohhhhh, yeah! Baby, get it on! Suck that cock! Ummm, suck it! Suck it!" Ken groaned as he closed his eyes and rocked back and forth. He squeezed his powerful, muscular ass-cheeks together and hunched forward every time Anna slid up to the base of his rod. "Look at how she wants that dick, Jim! Look!"

"Yeah! Yeah!" his friend groaned as he scrambled onto the bed and squirmed between her legs.

"Mmmmmmmmfghff!" Anna moaned as Jim started lapping at her trembling snatch-lips.

"Hey, watch it, man!" Ken cried out to his friend as Anna spat out his cock. "She could've bit my dick off!"

"Well, what did you expect me to do?" Jim asked from between Anna's trembling thighs. "Watch and jack off while she gave you a blow-job?"

"Ohhh, lick me off! Lick me off!" Anna groaned.

"Well, do what the lady says," Ken said, smiling as he rubbed the cum-oozing head of his throbbing shaft over the woman's half-parted lips.

"unnngh! Wwaawwhh!" Anna screamed as she felt Jim's tongue slip past her blood-filled outer labes and into her throbbing fuck-tunnel. She couldn't believe she could be this excited so soon after coming with Kip. But here she was, thrashing on the bed with a cock battering her lips and a mouth wrapped around her puffy, hot labes. It was the idea of all those young, hot cocks that had her clit strung out. She wanted them all rammed up her snatch. And at the end of the night, she wanted her son to fuck her to the walls! Anna felt every barrier she'd ever had breaking down now as the two boys prepared to give her a double-fucking.

"Wawwwwwh! Oh, God, touch my clit with your tongue! Oh, Jeeeesus, Jim, rub my clit with your-your- ARRRGH!"

Anna threw her hips frantically into the air as she stabbed her fingers into the boy's bobbing head. Jim had done as she pleaded, ramming his thick, wet tongue against her erect clit. He poked at it gently, then sloshed his tongue up, down and around the miniature organ as bolts of electric excitement racked her cunt and tits.

"S-s-stop! Ohhh, shit, I'm gonna come if you keep doing that! Oh, fuckin' shit!" Anna screamed, slamming her ass-cheeks up and down like a pump.

"Suck, babe! Suck!" Ken said as he rammed his cock into her opened mouth.

"Mmmgefff!" Anna cried out as she reached over and wrapped her fingers around the boy's smooth ass-cheeks and drew his groin closer to her massaging lips. While Jim continued to snake his tongue in and out of her hot, trembling fuck-hole, Anna went back to her cock-sucking. Her lips squeezed the throbbing shaft tightly. Anna swirled her tongue at the base of Ken's prick, caressing every inch of hot prick-skin. It moved forward, massaging every straining nerve fiber in his swollen dick until it got to the head. Then the woman's lips joined in the action, sucking the knob in tiny little gasps while her tongue slid under the corona like a stroking, wet hand.

"Unnngh!" the boy moaned as he felt throbs of pleasure shoot from his cock up his belly and down his legs. His hips began to slowly move in and out as he fucked into Anna's willing mouth. She felt his firm butt ripple to the time of his thrusts.

Anna's tongue began to work more frantically as she felt her snatch fire up hotter and hotter under Jim's increasingly wild tonguing.

"Ohhh, I want to fuck your tits!" Jim groaned as he puffed up his cheeks and blew softly through her wiry beaver.

"Mmmmmmmghffff!" Anna groaned as she sucked Ken's prick harder. Her tongue hopped all over the boy's dong, prying, poking, teasing, stroking the shaft and head until Anna was sure Ken was going to blow his wad in her mouth. All she heard was the boy's groaning the sound of her own blood pounding in her ears. She closed her eyes and saw white and gold flashes of light that blinded her to everything else except Ken's cock and Jim's magic tongue inside her twat.

"No, don't! Don't!" Ken cried, reaching down and jamming his fingers into Anna's scalp. He pushed her away violently and staggered back as he gripped his jerking cock hard with his right hand. "Jeeeze!" he groaned, closing his eyes and inhaling sharply. "I thought I was gonna shoot right then."

"Ohhhh!" Anna groaned as Jim slid his tongue back up to her clit and stroked it gently back and forth.

"I wonder if the other guys know about her?" Ken said as he watched Anna writhe on the bed.

"They will soon enough," Anna said, smiling at the panting boy.

"What do you mean?" Ken asked.

Before Anna could answer him, the door opened again and Kip came wandering in naked.

"Hey, you mean you went out there in front of the other guys that way?" Jim asked in surprise.

"Hell, you should see what's going on in there," Kip said, laughing loudly and winking at Anna.

"What do you mean?" Ken wondered, stroking his cock slowly with his right hand.

"Man, there's such a fucking orgy going on in there-I can't even describe it. All the guys are fucking away with those three broads. Even the chaplain's getting involved. He's butt-fucking the one called Marie while Billy's screwing her in the cunt! They're all just fucking and sucking away in the living room."

Anna smiled and looked at the two confused boys.

"This whole thing was planned," Kip said, looking at Anna and smiling back. "I heard the chaplain say something about a swappers club or swingers thing or something. I'll tell you later," Kip said as he looked down at his stiffening prick. "Right now, all I want to do is fuck!" he said warmly.

"Yessss, fuck!" Anna moaned as she reached down and strummed her clit with her right forefinger.

"Sorry, Mrs. Murray. I guess we almost forgot about you," Jim said apologetically as Anna hunched up and squeezed her sweaty thighs against the boy's body.

"Man, she's hot again!" Kip said, whistling low as his cock became fully extended.

"Hey, why don't you fuck her in the ass with that big rod of yours?" Ken suggested as he crawled on the bed and inched up until his balls were directly over Anna's mouth.

"Noooo! I don't think I could take it!" she protested as her shithole contracted in fear.

"With a little Vaseline, anybody can take anything," Kip said as he turned and walked into the bathroom. "There should be plenty of that in this household. I understand from Greg and the chaplain that you love getting fucked at both ends at the same time," Kip said as he opened the bathroom cabinet and looked for the jar of the lubricant.

"You mean she gets it on with her own son?" Jim asked as he threw up her legs and dove back down into her juicy snatch.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Anna cried out when she felt the boy's lips bang up against her fat, swollen labes.

"You bet," Kip said as he walked back into the bedroom with the jar of Vaseline in his right hand. "Now this is going to be a study in strategy. We've got to all get together on this one so we can shoot our wads into her at the same time. That ought to turn her on.

Anna flushed red when she heard the boys talking about her that way. She felt like a nympho who couldn't get enough cock. She didn't think she was one of those. But Anna had to admit that the thought of three teenage pricks jammed in her body, spurting wads of cum, excited the shit out of her!

"Okay, Jim, you get on your back. She'll have to ride you, Ken, you climb on the bed and face her. She can suck you off that way. As for me, well, that's my problem, but I'll figure out a way to get into her asshole," Kip said as he opened the jar and took out a thick wad of the grease. Anna watched in horrified fascination as the boy smeared the thick, lubricant all over his throbbing, red prick until it glistened under the bedroom lights.

"Come on, baby," Jim said as he rolled over and stroked his cock slowly up and down.

Anna lost complete control of herself. She scrambled to her knees and squatted over the young boy, positioning her gaping snatch directly over Jim's pulsating, purple cock-head. Her stiff cunt hairs tickled the boy's piss-slit as she lowered her pussy-lips inch by inch.

"Unngh!" Anna groaned as she felt her outer labes parted by Jim's slick cock.

"Unnngh!" Jim grunted as he squeezed his powerful ass-cheeks together and hunched up his hips to drive his prick into the squatting woman's cunt. "Okay, Ken. Your turn now."

The other boy climbed onto the bed and carefully put his feet on either side of his friend's shoulders. Anna looked up and saw Ken's cock jerking frenziedly in front of her nose. She reached up and rubbed the head of his twitching prick gently with her fingers before she opened her mouth and drove her head forward.

"Unnngh!" Ken cried out as he felt Anna's hot, wet mouth slip around his quivering rod. She wanted to excite him to the limit. Anna raised her right hand to his crotch and began to play gently with his swinging balls. She brushed the fine hair that surrounded the base of his cock with her fingers, then ran them up the thick, pulsing vein that ran the entire length of his young prick.

Ken began moaning louder as he felt the hot wet mouth sliding back and forth on his cock. Anna felt his hands on her head, shoving it farther onto his cock. She felt the tip of his dick being rammed against the back of her hungry mouth. Anna began to buck and almost slipped off Jim's quivering rod as she grew more excited.

"Suck harder, bitch!" Ken groaned as she moved her fingers up to the boy's muscular belly. While Anna slid up and down Jim's stiff cock, she traced the pulsating veins that appeared on either side of his hips with her fingers.

Meanwhile Kip had crawled onto the bed and inched behind Anna. Gently he placed his right hand on her back and shoved her forward, careful not to move her away from Ken's mouth-fucking prick. Gradually Anna's quivering asshole came into view.

"This is gonna be tricky, but I think I can do it," the boy said under his breath as he slid his knees under the woman's butt and poked his cock against the brown, wrinkled skin of her shitter.

"Ummmm!" Anna groaned in fear and pleasure as she felt the hot, juicy tip of Kip's dick rub against her bung.

"Maybe needs a little primer," Kip said softly as Anna felt the boy's forefinger squirm past her tightened sphincter muscle and wiggle its way up her asshole. She felt hot flashes of indescribable pleasure shoot from her ass to all parts of her body. Anna was familiar with the mixture of painful and delightful feelings that came with butt-fucking. But she'd never been screwed in the ass with a cock the size of Kip's. It might rip her apart. But she was willing to take the chance!

"Shove it in her, Kip!" Ken cried out as he rotated his hips and churned his cock inside Anna's sucking mouth.

"Fuck her!" Jim groaned as he pounded Anna's crotch wildly from underneath.

"Give me time," Kip protested as he shoved in two more fingers and reamed out Anna's shitter.

In the background Anna could hear Hilda and Marie and Grace screeching at the tops of their lungs.

"Fuck meeee!" Hilda yelled desperately.

"Wawwwwh! Arrrghhhh!" Marie and Grace chorused together. Their shrieks excited Anna more as she felt Kip tear out his fingers and bang the tip of his mammoth dong against her asshole.

Relax! Relax! Anna told herself as she felt the boy thrusting his hips forward.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmghhhffff! Arrrghhh!! Noooo!! Noooo!!

Wawwwwwwhhh!" Anna screeched as she spat out Ken's prick and shot up from the bed as Kip slipped the thick, meaty knob of his dick into her shitter. "Take it out! Take it out! You're busting me apart!" she screamed as she nearly pulled herself free of Jim's prick.

"Grab her!" Kip told Jim as he held tightly onto her thighs.

"Take it out! Take it out! Ohhhhh!"

Anna screamed again as she tossed her head from side to side and sobbed desperately. She clenched her fists and beat them wildly against Kip's chest as he slid inch after hot inch of prick into her incredibly stretched shitter.

"Stick your cock back into her mouth to shut her up!" Kip groaned as he jammed more of his dick into her shit-chute.

"MmmmgfffF!" Anna sobbed as she tried to relax her asshole and accept Kip's invading dong.

"Fuck her harder. That ought to take her mind off her ass for a while," Kip grunted.

Anna inhaled sharply and tightened her cunt muscles as Jim slammed his prick furiously into her hot hole. She concentrated on her cunt and gradually began to again enjoy the boy's fucking. She felt his rod jam in and out of her snatch, feeling with her wet walls every square inch of his throbbing, poking prick. With Kip's prick stuffed in her asshole and Jim's cock sliding in and out of her pussy, Anna felt stuffed to the hilt. She took a deep breath again and applied suction to Ken's prick as she swirled her tongue over and around the boy's throbbing knob.

"Unngh! Here it is, babe!" Kip groaned as he gave a final powerful thrust and shoved the full length of his shaft into her shithole. Anna groaned with painful delight as she felt the base of hig prick rub against her upturned ass-cheeks. The boy didn't move for several seconds as he gasped for breath. Finally he started hunching his powerful thighs slightly, sliding his prick in and out of her shitter. Slowly, his fucking rhythm matched Jim's screwing. Anna felt her eyes roll to the back of her head as she gave herself completely up to the total reaming she was getting from the two boys.

"Unngh! I'm-I'm gonna-gonna! Gggnnngh!" Ken cried out as his legs trembled and his prick swelled up in Anna's sucking mouth.

"The bastard's blowing his wad!" Jim groaned as he looked up and saw Ken close his eyes and ram his prick faster and faster into the woman's hot mouth.

"I-I can't stop!" the boy groaned as he dug his fingertips into Anna's scalp and slammed his groin hard against her lips. Anna groaned as she felt the first hot wad shoot past her front teeth and spatter against the back of her throat.

"Wow! I'm coming, too!" Jim groaned from under Anna's thighs as he raised his hands and dug his fingers into the woman's sides.

"You fuckin' bastards! I'm gonna shoot now! Unnngh!" Kip screamed from behind as he swirled his groin against Anna's sweaty ass-cheeks and grabbed her thighs tightly.

"Mmmgfff! Unnghhhh!" Anna cried out. Suddenly she was on a cloud, floating in the sky with thunder and lightning all around her. She felt squirt after squirt of cum exploding into her body. She was drenched with it, drowning in it as the three boys groaned and thrashed and writhed against her heaving body.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Anna moaned as Ken pulled his flaccid cock out of her mouth and crashed against the back wall in exhaustion. His hot jizz leaked out of her mouth as she felt Kip fall back on the bed and slip his prick out of her asshole. Jizz leaked out of her shitter and down her butt as Jim drove his prick up her cunt for one last thrust before he collapsed onto the mattress.

The four of them panted heavily for several minutes as they tried to focus their minds and eyes on the present scene. Kip was the first one to speak up.

"Wow, this is about the best Sea Scouts' meeting I've ever gone to," he said, laughing softly.

The other boys laughed as they rolled off the woman and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Is this going to happen every time we get together?" Ken asked Anna.

"That all depends on you," she said, wiping Ken's jizz off of her chin. "We'd like as many of you as possible to help us out in our new club."

"Is that what the chaplain was talking about?" Kip asked her.

"I don't know what he told you, but here's the deal," Anna said as she started to tell them what she and the good chaplain had worked out. When she'd finished, Anna watched the three boys carefully to gauge their reactions accurately.

"What do you think?" Kip asked his two friends.

"Sounds good to me. Are you and Chaplain Thompson going to get more women?" Ken asked anxiously.

Anna laughed and raised her hands to stroke the boy's flushed cheeks.

"We'll see what we can do," she said. "Right now, we've got three women in the living room who want as much cock as they can get."

"Jeez, I don't know if I can come again," Kip said, stroking his soft cock gently.

"Hell, I know I can. That one called Hilda looks like a good cunt to fuck," Jim said as he stroked his prick back up to full stiffness.

"I'll take the one called Grace," Ken said. "I saw her in the kitchen when I came in. Shit, I'd like to crawl up her snatch," the boy grunted excitedly.

"Well, what's keeping you?" Anna asked as she shoved them off the bed playfully. "I'll bet they're ready for more right now."

"Shit, come on, Kip. You'll get it up again," Ken and Jim said as they ran out the doorway.

It had to be great to be young, Anna said to herself a little enviously as she staggered to the bathroom to clean up.

CHAPTER EIGHT

When Anna came into her living room, she saw a scene that was something straight out of a fuck book. Hilda was stretched out on the couch. Kip was crouched over her, sliding his mammoth dong in and out of her widely opened mouth. Jim was between her legs, jamming his tongue in and out of her juicing snatch. In one corner of the room Marie was suspended in midair between Chet and a football-type boy by the name of Billy Jackson. Chet was standing with his feet wide apart and his hips directly under Marie's ass-cheeks with his cock stuck up her shitter. The woman's legs were wrapped tightly around the muscular boy's wide thighs while he hunched his prick in and out of her squishing pussy. Marie bucked and howled mindlessly as she tossed her head wildly from side to side. Anna could understand what Paul saw in her-at least, sexually.

Anna looked around for Grace but couldn't find her. Suddenly she heard strange sounds coming from the kitchen. Anna walked to the doorway and nearly screamed with laughter at what she saw.

Grace was lying spread-eagle on top of the kitchen table, her arms and legs tightly tied. Two boys by the name of Joe Sutton and Jack Wingenfeld had smeared chocolate sauce all over her beaver and on her pussy-lips. Joe was busily licking Grace clean while Jack had a can of whipped cream in his hand and was squirting the white foamy stuff on the woman's tits. Grace obviously loved what was going on. She groaned and screeched alternately, begging them to lick her clean and to fuck her and to suck her dry.

Anna shrugged. Different strokes. She thought to herself as she strolled back into the living room. She looked for Greg and Ken but couldn't find them. Anna began to feel her snatch heating up again and she wanted her son up her cunt this time around.

"Ohhhhh, noooo!" Marie screeched as she clenched her teeth tightly together and heaved her hips high into the air. Chet and Bill braced themselves and jammed their cocks harder into the bucking, screaming woman. Anna wished that she had her camera loaded. She'd take a picture of Marie and show it to her husband. What would Paul think of his wonderful mistress then?

"Fuck! Fuck!" Anna heard Kip groan. She turned around and saw the boy's mammoth dong sliding completely out of Hilda's sucking mouth, only to slam back in and bury itself between the woman's thick, moist lips.. Anna felt the air in the living room grow thick with the smell of perspiration and vaporized twat juice. The groans and smells made her grow hotter and hotter for prick.

Where were Greg and Ken? Anna kept wondering as she wandered back to the bedroom. She was growing desperate. They weren't anywhere to be found. Just as she was about to resign herself to a session of finger-fucking, she heard the sound of something falling in the basement.

"Greg?" Anna called down from the head of the basements stairs.

"We're down here, Mom," her son called up.

"What's going on?" she asked as she started climbing down the steep wooden stairs.

"We're trying to set up something for the kinkier broads," Greg said as he went back to work with Ken in the corner.

Anna peered into the semidarkness and saw the two boys bent over something that looked like a table.

"What is it?" she asked as she moved closer to them.

"We're trying to put together a rack- You know, something kind of medieval for S amp; M freaks," Greg said.

"Well, don't look at me, guys," she said giggling nervously as she examined the table and the pieces of ropes Greg was affixing to the corners.

"Don't worry, Mom," Greg said as he ran his hands lightly over her tits. "We wouldn't put you on the table unless you wanted it."

"I certainly don't, but I think I know somebody who would," Anna said as she squinted her eyes together and thought of Marie bucking and heaving upstairs. "You think you boys could finish that thing in a few minutes?"

Greg shrugged his shoulders and looked at Ken, who had a small whip in his hand. Anna shuddered as she wondered where the boy had gotten it.

"I guess so, Mom, but what's the reason?" Greg wondered.

"You're about to have your first customer for that thing," Anna said as she turned around and ran up the stairs. She dashed into the living room and ran up to Chet.

"Listen, I can get even with that bitch and we can all have a ball at the same time," Anna whispered in the chaplain's ear.

"What are you talking-talking a-a- ohhh, shiiitttt!" Chet screamed as he closed his eyes and threw his groin hard against Marie's ass-cheeks. Anna looked down and watched the chaplain's thickly veined cock spasm wildly. Then rivers of white, sticky jizz poured out of Marie's impaled shitter.

"Okay, okay, what do you want?" Chet panted after a few moments.

"Listen, take that broad down to the basement," Anna whispered softly in his ear.

"Now?" Chet asked in surprise.

"Now. She hasn't come yet, has she?" Anna asked.

"No, why?"

"She'll be so fuckin' hot she won't know what's happening to her," Anna said between her teeth.

"Awwww, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Billy Johnson cried as he blew his load into Marie's cunt.

"Okay, that takes care of him, and she's still hanging," Anna said to the chaplain. "Take her downstairs. Greg and Ken have got something good for her," Anna said, smiling at the groaning, bucking woman.

"Come on, babe," Chet said as he grabbed Marie away from Billy and carried her off in his arms.

"This way," Anna said, walking ahead of Chet to the basement stairs.

"Where are we going?" Marie groaned as she looked around and saw Anna staring angrily at her.

The woman just smiled as she followed Chet down the steps.

"This is the one?" Greg asked as he finished bolting on the last piece of rope to the table.

"Don't!" Marie cried out as she began to realize what was going to happen.

"Shut up, bitch! You think I don't know about you screwing around with my husband?" Anna said angrily as she ran over to the table.

"Mom!" Greg said in a hurt voice. "You mean Dad and her-they've been-"

"That's right, honey," Anna said in a consoling voice. "But we're going to even up the score tonight. It seems that Marie here likes the S amp; M route. We'll give it to her like she's never had it before," Anna said.

Made struggled uselessly in Chet's strong arms but couldn't break free as the chaplain laid her on the table top.

"Hold that bitch," Anna grunted as Marie punched her in the stomach and tried to scramble off the rack.

"Got her, Mom," Greg said as he and Ken tied the struggling woman's ankles to the table.

"Please, don't! I'm sorry. I won't ever see Paul again," Marie begged.

"I don't give a fuck if you two run off together to Samoa, Anna snarled. "But I'm going to make sure you know exactly who you've cheated," Anna said as she and Chet tied down both of Marie's arms.

Anna grabbed a handful of Marie's hair and yanked it back.

"Arrrgh!" the woman screamed. The tendons and veins stood out on her peck as she bucked and thrashed on the wooden makeshift rack.

Anna pulled on Marie's hair again.

"P-P-Please-don't hurt me any more," the woman stammered as she looked pleadingly into Anna's eyes.

Anna just smiled wickedly as she held up the small whip she had taken from Ken.

"Uhhhh, noooo!" Marie wailed as she turned her head away.

"Mom, don't," Greg advised as he held his mother's arm up.

"Why not? She deserves to be punished," Anna said matter-of-factly as she shook her son's loose grip off and brought down the whip hard across Marie's thighs.

"Aiyeeee! UNNNGH!" the woman screamed out as the leather thong slashed across her tender flesh. Chet winced and turned his head away when he saw a large red mark appear on the woman's skin where the whip landed.

"Look at her!" Anna said as she trailed the cold leather across Marie's tits. "I think she actually likes it!" Anna said in amazement.

Chet, Greg and Ken looked at where Anna pointed. Marie struggled in her leather bonds, begging them to release her. But the trickle of cunt juice that oozed out from between her swelling labes told another story.

"Looks like she digs this kind of thing," Greg said as he whistled low and looked at Chet and Ken. Anna shifted her eyes and saw that the three men seemed to be enjoying the scene. They all had stiff hard-ons and were busily rubbing their cocks as they watched Anna drag the whip across Marie's quivering skin.

"Well, then let's see how the bitch likes it across the tits," Anna said, raising her hand again.

"Noooooo!" Marie screeched as every nerve in her body was rubbed raw with terror. Chet, Greg and Ken watched the black leather whip are in midair, then come slicing through the air until it slashed across the woman's swollen tits.

"Aiyeee! Aiyeee! Aiyeeee! Arrghhh!"

Marie shrieked as Anna raised her arm again to bring down the whip once more across her reddening boobs.

"Fuck with my husband, will you?" Anna said between her tightly clenched teeth as she brought down her arm quickly and crashed the whip across Marie's erect nipples.

"Unngh! Unnngh!" the woman cried out as her back arched and her trembling ass-cheeks ground desperately against the wooden surface of the rack.

"Let's see how she likes it across her cunt!" Anna hissed as she brought down the whip across Marie's swollen, juicy snatch-lips.

"Arrrgh! Unngh! Ooooooooohh!" the woman moaned as her eyes glazed over with what Anna knew was sheer ecstasy.

"Goddamn, this makes me sick!" Anna said as she threw the whip into the far corner of the basement. Marie was groaning and writhing on the table. She ground her thighs together desperately, milking the juice-drenched edges of her outer labes together as she moaned, whimpered and begged for more.

"Shit, I'll see she gets it!" Chet said with a smile as he picked up the whip, then climbed on the table and inched up towards Marie's head until his knees were on either side of her neck. Slowly, he slid the leather thong of the whip under her head, then pulled on it until her face was shoved nearly against his groin. "Suck that cock, bitch! Suck it, or I'll slice this fuckin' whip right through your neck."

Marie smiled weakly, then opened her mouth and engulfed the chaplain's thick cock with one gulp. Anna gasped out loud. It was like watching a sword-swallower at the circus! All you had to do was whip Marie a few times, and she became a regular side show!

"Unngh! That bitch can really use her tongue!" Chet groaned as he bobbed her head up and down with the whip.

"Shit, I can't stand here and just watch!" Ken said as he looked down at his red, jerking prick. "Come on, Greg. We'll take her on from behind," the boy said as he unfastened the ropes around Marie's ankles and threw her legs high in the air, exposing her sore, juicing snatch.

"I'll take this one here," Greg said as he wheeled around and grabbed Anna by the thighs.

"Ohhh!" she cried out in surprise as he dragged her to a corner. The two of them crashed down into a pile of old clothes.

"Ummmm, good piece of ass you've got there," Greg cooed as he slid his right hand slowly up Anna's right thigh until his fingers were running lightly through her stiff, bushy beaver.

"Ohhhhhh!" Anna cried out as she looked over her son's shoulders and saw Chet slamming his steely dick into Marie's mouth like a jackhammer while Ken churned his throbbing cock around the woman's sucking, squishing pussy.

"Hey, you gonna watch them all night?" Greg asked a little angrily as he traced his fingers up and down the slick surfaces of his mother's labes.

"Unnngh!" Anna groaned, closing her eyes and hunching up her thighs. "No, it's just that watching can be a turn-on."

"Then watch upside down if you want, but I'm going to fuck your titties off," Greg groaned as he spun his mother around until her head dangled over the edge of the soft pile of material. She opened her eyes and saw Chet, Ken and Marie all fucking and sucking on what appeared to be their heads. She giggled at the silly scene as Greg stroked his cock with his right hand.

Suddenly she couldn't breathe. Greg was on top of her, driving his tongue deep into her mouth. At first Anna was so startled that all she could do was moan and try to push him away. Then she began to get used to it. She quickly responded to her son's insistent tonguing. Soon, everything melted together. Their kissing became so frantic that Anna forgot about everything and everyone in her house that evening except Greg and his magnificent, sweaty body sliding and grinding on top of hers.

At the same time Anna felt her son's hot, throbbing cock slip back and forth against her steaming, juicy snatch. Every time his cock-shaft slid over her hot slit, she wanted to toss up her legs and slip Greg's prick in her hole.

"Unngh! Fuck meee! Fuck meee!" she screamed.

"Mmmgffff!" Marie echoed from the rack.

"Ohhhh! What are you doing?" Anna asked her son as Greg pulled away from her mouth and began licking her ear lobes. He slid lower, tonguing her shoulders probing her armpits. Anna felt herself losing control fast. The sensation of her son's sweaty body against hers was a feeling she never got used to. Every inch of his hot body seemed to find a corresponding sensitive spot on hers.

"Ohhhh, good! Fuckin' God, it feels so gooood! Oh fuck, Greg! Ohhh, noooo!"

Greg ignored his mother and continued his tonguing until he reached Anna's sunken navel. He drove his tongue hard against it, then clamped his lips over it and sucked hard. He repeated that again and again until Anna beat him wildly on the shoulders with her fists and hunched her aching cunt high into the air.

"Nooooo! Noooo! Noooo! What are you doing! Oh, fuckin' Jeeesus, what are you doing to m-m-meeeee?"

Anna couldn't see anything any more. All around her were bright flashes of loud explosions. She bucked and thrashed on the pile of clothes, pulling up her legs in an attempt to shove her pussy onto her son's face for relief.

"Ffffuuuuccck!! I'm coming! Ohhh, fuck, I'm gonna shoot!" Chet screeched from the rack as he jammed Marie's face hard against his groin and rubbed his hot, hanging balls hard against the woman's trembling chin.

"She's going to have to wait for me. I'm not ready yet," Ken grunted as he slammed his bulging prick faster and faster in Marie's quivering snatch.

"Ohhhhh, Mom!" Greg groaned as he stayed on her navel, licking, tonguing and sucking it as he drove her out of her mind.

Greg ran his tongue back to her neck, then down to her right nipple. He cupped his lips over the brown, stiffened flesh and sucked so hard that Anna thought he was going to pull it down his throat.

"Ohhh, noooo! Don't!" she cried out, reaching up and trying to push Greg away.

"Easy, Mom. I know what I'm doing," he said, diving back down to her tits and starting to suck again.

Anna rolled her head back and forth, groaning softly and hunching up her thighs as her son took his mouth off her nipple with a loud squishy sound and moved over to her other nipple and did the same thing.

"Ohhhhh! Arrrghhh! Unngh!" Chet cried as, wad after steaming wad of jizz blew out of his piss-slit and spattered into Marie's sucking, hot mouth.

Even Anna heard it and opened her eyes. From her upside-down position she saw rivers of white jism leak out from between Marie's lips and ooze down her cheeks and chin. The sight fired up her horny pussy even more.

"Mycunt! My cunT!" Anna cried out as she begged her son for relief "You asked for it!" Greg said as he tossed her trembling legs into the air and locked them around his back as he hunched forward and banged the hot tip of his throbbing prick against her upturned, trembling taut ass-cheeks.

Anna groaned as she felt her son's thick prick-shaft rub slowly up and down her fat, puffy outer labes. They screamed for violation and parted almost automatically when Greg's cockhead began to push gently against them.

"Unngh! Fuck meeee! Fuck meeee!"

Anna shrieked as she felt the tip of his cock-head slide just beyond the outer boundary of her cunt-lips into her hot hole. She hated it when her son teased her like this. She wanted to be stuffed with prick, to be rammed with hard cock. Playing around just drove her crazy with lust and into an early come. She wanted to drag this sex scene out as long as possible.

"Mom! Mom!" Greg shouted as he thrust down as hard as he could.

"Unngh! Arrrghhh! Arrrghhhh!"

Anna screamed as she felt the full length of her son's dick slam into her pussy. Her cunt walls rumbled and trembled with desire and excitement as they stretched to accommodate Greg's big cock. Torrents of twat juice spilled out from between Anna's labes as Greg rubbed his jangling, aching balls against his mother's hairy, sweaty groin.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Greg moaned in Anna's right ear as he started to hump against her, driving his cock faster and faster, in and out of her fuck-hole.

"Ohhh, noooo!" Anna moaned as Greg reached down between their sweaty, sliding bellies and groped for her twitching, beating clit.

"Yesss!" Greg hissed between his teeth as he drove his forefinger against Anna's clit and started rubbing the tiny throbbing shaft back and forth.

"Aieeee!" Anna cried out as if she were in pain. She screamed out again with pleasure as she felt her son's hot, heavy breath against her neck. His cock churned wildly inside her sucking pussy while his finger strummed her vibrating clit like a guitar string.

Suddenly the big explosion happened. Anna held her breath and opened her mouth as she felt the big ball of orgasm blow up to her belly, then down to her cunt. She threw her arms out and grabbed the air as if it would support her while Greg licked her stiff nipples and bit her swollen tits as he started firing his hot jizz into her twitching cunt.

"Arrrghhh!" Anna heard Ken shrieking somewhere in the distance as he blew his load into Marie's quivering snatch.

"Unnnnnnghhh!" Greg moaned, feeling his lava-like cum boiling up from his bouncing balls and shooting down his throbbing prick-shaft. It spattered out of his widening piss-slit and down into Anna's cock-stuffed fuck-hole.

Still, Anna hung on the edge, teetering at the top of an incredibly big climax. Greg thought she'd had a heart attack. Her body was hot, stiff and motionless. Her cunt walls clamped his shooting dick like a massive fleshy vise. Her tits and thighs quivered lightly. Suddenly something pushed her over the edge.

"Arrrgh! Wwwwaaaawwwwh! I'm-I'm c-c-coming! Dear fuckin' Jeeesus, I-I'm coming!" Anna shrieked as she realized squirt after spurt of her son's cum was blasting into her convulsing snatch. She threw her arms into the air, then clutched her tits with both hands as she ground her thighs against her son's jizz-spewing dick.

"Gnnnugh! Ohhhh, Greg!" Anna moaned as her son shot off the last of his hot, heavy load and crashed down on top of Anna. It was almost impossible for her to breathe.

"Ohhh, Mom, you're always one hell of a fuck," Greg said as he pushed himself up and looked into her eyes.

"Mmmmm, I'll remember that when I go shopping for your gift for Christmas," Anna said, chuckling softly. "But right now we'd better get our guests out of here. Remember, there will be more parties."

"Yeah," Greg replied, his eyes gleaming. "Yeah.."

CHAPTER NINE

Chet's scheme was working better than he had planned. After the Sea Scouts' meeting that night, word about the chaplain's swinging group spread like wildfire and with the greatest discretion. The boys were careful to sound out their parents about their feelings on swapper sex. If they were interested, Chet contacted them-usually the woman first. As he put it, he liked to "explore her reasons" for joining them before he talked with the husband. Anna smiled, and imagined just how well he explored those women.

The days passed into weeks. Soon Anna realized that Paul would be coming back-not to her, but to Marie. She wondered if the woman would tell her husband about what had happened that evening. Since then, Anna hadn't heard from her. Chet said that she was recovering from her spirited whipping. But Anna guessed that the woman was afraid and ashamed of the fact that Anna knew about her affair with Paul.

Anna was thinking about what she'd tell her husband when he walked through the front door when she heard the bell ring.

My God, I hope it isn't Paul, she prayed silently as she slowly opened the door.

"Hello, Anna," Commander Golden said as he removed his officer's hat and stepped into the living room, then went to the couch and sat down slowly.

"I just got back from sea trials," Anna said, looking sadly at Anna. "Paul's back, too-or I guess you know about that."

Anna inhaled sharply and straightened her back, walking stiffly to a chair opposite the couch and sitting down.

"No, I didn't know that, but it doesn't matter much any more," she said dryly. "I imagine he's busy over at Marie's," Anna said sarcastically, then smiled to herself. She wondered how her husband would handle the news that his wife was heading up a swappers' club.

"Kip talked to me this morning and asked some pretty funny questions," Anna said, fidgeting with his hands.

"Funny questions?" Anna asked innocently. She smiled to herself as she shifted her eyes down to the commander's crotch and licked her lower lip excitedly.

"Yeah! About community sex, or something like that. I didn't know what he was talking about at first. Then it came to me that he was talking about something that was happening right here on the base!" Anna said as sweat broke out on his forehead. Anna couldn't tell if he was getting sexually excited or morally outraged.

"Really?" Anna said, feeling her clit beginning to stiffen and swell as her crotch heated up like a branding iron in a bonfire. She rubbed her sweating palms together and tried to ignore the itching, aching feeling that was gripping her titties.

"Yes," Mary panted as he shifted his sitting position uneasily. Anna wondered if he was trying to make room in his briefs for his rapidly stiffening prick.

"Kip says that Chet Thompson is heading up a kind of stud service and cunt service for anybody interested. He's using Navy wives and their sons or husbands for it," Mary said as he dropped his right hand and squeezed his bulging crotch as discreetly as possible.

"And it's free, too," Anna blurted out, then flushed red as she realized she'd let the cat out of the bag.

"So, you do know about it!" Anna cried out as he jumped to his feet and stared at her.

"Know about it?" Anna said, leaning back in the chair and laughing softly. I started it-along with Greg and Chet."

"My God!" Anna said, shaking his head slowly back and forth and starting to pace the living room. If word of this got out, we'd all be up for a court martial," he added as he put his hands against the back of the couch and leaned forward.

"You could make sure that that doesn't happen," Anna said, smiling sexily at him as she spread her legs and hiked her short black skirt up to her hips.

Suddenly the doorbell rang again.

"Goddamn it!" Anna hissed as she got up quickly and ran to the front door. "Whenever you're having fun, somebody has to barge in and spoil everything," she said to Marv as she threw open the door.

"Tramp!" someone screamed outside.

Before Anna could react, she felt a hand slap her hard across the right cheek, then come back for another slap across the left.

"Oowww!" she cried out, reaching out and grabbing the slicing hand.

"What's going on here?" Anna asked angrily as he ran up to the front door to help out Anna.

"She's a tramp! A goddamned no-good whore!" the woman cried out angrily as she struggled to free herself from Anna's tight grip.

"It's one of the boys' mothers-Ken's," Anna said to Anna as she reached out with her other hand and grabbed the woman's waist, hauling her into the living room with one massive pull. "Maybe you like making a scene in public, but I don't," Anna said as she slammed the door and locked it behind her.

"I heard what goes on here! I know what's going on between you and that sick chaplain and all the boys in the Sea Scouts!" the woman wailed as she clenched her fingers into tight fists and stared angrily at Anna.

"So what?" Anna asked defiantly as she put her hands on her hips and stood directly in front of the woman.

Ken's mother seemed taken aback with Anna's attitude. She looked around for help, then noticed for the first time that a Naval officer was in the room.

"You're a witness. You heard her!" the woman cried out excitedly. "You can put a stop to this!" she screamed hysterically.

Anna sighed loudly.

"As a matter of fact, I came over here to tell you that I wanted to join in," Anna said, smiling and looking at Anna.

"What? What? You're in this, too?" the woman shrieked, clutching her tits with her right hand and backing against the side wall of Anna's living room.

"Do you think she'd be interested in joining us, too?" Anna asked, smirking at the woman's sudden fear.

"I don't know. I always heard that the more a woman protests, the more she wants it," Marv said, reaching up and unbuttoning his shirt while he stared at the cringing woman.

"I think I'll call up Ken and tell him his mother's here for service. You know, you're really an attractive woman, what's your first name?" Anna asked as she picked up the receiver and started calling up the boy.

"Joyce, and you leave me alone!" she wailed.

"Well, Joyce, Ken's told me that he's watched you prance around your backyard in your bikini working on the garden, shaking your ass at him like some kind of battle banner. He's jacked off thinking about your cunt and tits almost every night. That's why he's so enthusiastic about this group. It gets rid of all the frustration he has thinking about your ass," Anna said as she finished dialing.

"You're sick!" Joyce screamed as she riveted her eyes on Anna's exposed, hairy chest.

"Hello, Ken? This is Anna. Listen, your mother's over here and says she's dying for your cock," Anna said, looking at the horrified woman as she talked.

"Don't!" Joyce pleaded, wringing her hands as her eyes widened in horror.

"You'll be over in a half-hour? Good! We'll prime her up for you," Anna said as she hung up the phone. "Too bad Greg's gone now. He can really fire up a woman's twat," she said as she sauntered up to the cringing woman.

"What do you think we should do to her?" Anna gasped excitedly as he unzipped his fly and slid his pants down to the floor.

"Ohhhh, too bad you've got to worry about her, Anna said as she looked at the massive bulge between the commander's hairy, powerful legs.

Mary looked down and smiled back at Anna.

"You know, it's been a long time since I've gotten my rocks off," he said, rubbing his cloth-imprisoned cock and closing his eyes as violent throbs shook his balls and prick.

"Let's strip her down, and all three of us can have some fun before Ken gets here," Anna said as she reached forward and unzipped Joyce's dress with one quick move. She jumped back as the woman spun around. Anna smiled at her, reaching up to her own blouse and quickly unbuttoning it. In an instant Anna had stripped off her blouse, bra, skirt and panties.

"Ohhhh!" the woman cried out in surprise as the commander sneaked up behind her. Mary reached out quickly and wrapped his fingers around the top edges of Joyce's dress and pulled hard until it slid down to her waist.

"Don't!" she cried out as the commander continued to pull her dress down to the floor.

"Look at that! Frilly panties and bra!" Anna giggled as she ran her fingers lightly over Joyce's bulging tits. "Ken was right. His mother does have a pretty damned full ass," Anna said admiringly as she looked the woman over.

"Please!" Joyce wailed, trying to cover her tits with her hands as she shifted her eyes uneasily from Anna to Anna, then back again to Anna.

"Just relax, Joyce. Relax and enjoy it," Anna said as he reached out again and slid his fingers under the strap of her bra. He moved his hand around to her back until his fingers bumped up against the small clasp. In a second the snaps were unfastened, and the lace cups floated down to the carpeting.

"Ohhh, noooo!" Joyce screamed as Anna ran forward and clamped her thick lips around the woman's right nipple and started sucking.

"Hey, I didn't know you were a dyke!" Mary joked as he watched her lather the woman's tits with saliva.

"In this game, you learn to do a lot of things," Anna said offhandedly as she took her mouth off Joyce's right tit and moved over to the left.

"Don't, please!" she cried out again. But this time Anna noticed a change in the tone of her voice. Joyce was starting to heat up.

"Come on, babe, don't be modest," Anna said as he curled his thumbs around the elastic waistband of her panties and pulled them down to her buckling knees.

"Wow, look at that bush of cunt hair!" Anna said as she reached down and rubbed her fingers over Joyce's trembling snatch. "Hey, I think I feel something wet!"

Anna brought up her hands and looked at the glistening liquid that covered her fingers. She sniffed at it and smiled at Anna.

"Hot twat juice!" she said, winking at the commander.

"The lady doth protest too much!" Anna said as he pulled down his shorts and freed his jerking cock.

"Ohhhh, I want your cock," Joyce moaned as Anna walked up behind her and rubbed his hot prick-shaft hard against her firm ass-cheeks. "I want your cock up my cunt!"

"God, she's changed her tune fast!" Anna said, raising her eyebrows as she reached down and stuck two fingers up her own snatch. She felt her cunt walls clamp tightly against her invading digits, and realized she was hotter than she thought.

Anna continued to rub his crotch against Joyce's butt. Drops of pre-cum oozed out of his piss-slit and slicked down the woman's trembling ass- cheeks as Mary continued to slide his shaft up and down the tight crack that ran between her buns.

"Touch me!" Joyce begged. Anna slid his hands around her sides and traced his fingertips across the woman's erect nipples. His eyes shifted to Anna's juicy cunt, and he wondered if he could take care of both women at the same time. Considering how hot they both were, he knew it would be quite a challenge.

Anna moaned and used her fingers to spread her sensitive cunt-lips apart. Anna pushed Joyce forward, moving closer to Anna so he could get a better look.

"Fuck me!" Joyce moaned softly as she wiggled her ass against the commander's crotch.

"Ummmm!" he moaned, feeling a strong series of spasms grip his cock and balls.

Anna saw that Joyce was gaining ground. She groaned loudly and held her twat-lips farther apart while she played with herself She reached down with her other hand and started strumming her clit, spreading her twat juice around her outer labes with her right hand. Anna closed her eyes and let her head fall back. She arched her back slightly and thrust her thighs forward, impaling her pussy on her probing fingers. She raised her face and looked at Marv.

"Jesus, fuck me!" she groaned.

"Fuck me!" Joyce protested, grinding her thighs together as she rubbed her labes with her hand.

"Come on!" Anna said, pulling Joyce after him towards the couch. "We can't do anything standing and staring at each other."

"That's just how I feel," Anna said as she followed the two of them to the couch.

"Fuck me! Please fuck me!" Joyce moaned as Anna slipped in front of her and started tonguing her tits. He flicked his tongue at her hardened nipples, then slid his mouth slowly downward as he sank to the floor until he was kneeling in front of her.

"Aaaaaah!" Joyce cried out. Anna was touching her clit. He stroked her gently, then increased his rhythm. He finished up by grabbing her tiny, swollen bud between two fingers and pinching it gently, tugging on it until Joyce cried out that she couldn't take it any more.

At the same time Anna pushed her juicing snatch against the back of the commander's head. She rubbed her fat cunt-lips slowly against his skull, wetting down his hair with her snatch juice while he continued to tongue-fuck Joyce.

"Don't! Don't make me come!" Joyce gasped.

"Make me come!" Anna whispered breathlessly as Mary rose to his feet and turned around. Anna rushed forward and stood against him, feeling his jutting prick poke savagely against her sopping slit. Slowly, Anna sank to her knees, trailing the tip of her tongue across Mary's hot, sweaty, hairy flesh until her lips were even with his pulsating cock-head. She closed her eyes and dove down onto his cock until its purple, throbbing tip banged against the back of her mouth.

"Noooo!" Joyce protested as she moved forward and rubbed her aching pussy against Mary's muscular, hairy butt. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his jangling, hanging balls. Joyce pinched them gently, then rolled them around in her palms as Anna continued to run her lips around the red rubbery flesh of the commander's jerking prick.

"Hey, isn't someone going to answer the door?" Anna asked as he pushed Anna's face away from his spit-slicked, twitching prick.

"My God!" Anna said as she sprang to her feet. "You two'd better duck in the kitchen just in case it isn't Ken," she cried out as she ran to her bedroom and grabbed her bathrobe.

Anna opened the door and saw the grinning boy standing on the porch wearing a sheepish grin.

"Am I too late?" he said, stepping inside the house.

"A little early," Anna said, closing the door and locking it as she unfastened her robe. "But your mother's all ready for your cock."

"Kennie, I-I-" Joyce stammered as she walked out of the kitchen into the living room.

"Wow!" the boy cried out when he saw his mother standing naked in front of him. "I always thought you'd look fantastic that way," he said as he pulled off his T-shirt and unzipped his slacks. Ken's cock sprang up and jerked crazily in the air as he finished stripping off his clothes.

"Ohhhh, Kennie!" Joyce groaned as she reached up and squeezed the hot, spongy flesh of her tithes.

"Take care of your mother," Anna said as she walked up to Anna and wrapped her fingers around his throbbing cock.

While the boy ran his fingers across his mother's trembling snatch, Marv leaned forward and started flicking his tongue in and out of Anna's right ear. "Ohhh, yesss! Oh, baby, yessss!" she groaned as she felt his thick wet lips slide down to her swollen tits and clamp around her nipple. She felt his tongue swirl around the taut flesh as he sucked and nibbled at it.

"Right, babe!" Anna crooned as he slid his mouth from her tit to her heaving belly, tonguing his way along her hot flesh to her sensitive pussy.

"Oh, Christ! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!" Anna cried out. Her clit throbbed wildly. She needed the commander inside her aching cunt. She wanted his cock jammed in there. But his tongue would do for now. Anna hunched forward and ground her snatch-lips against the man's face as she cried out in ecstasy. She opened her eyes and looked at Ken and Joyce. The boy was licking his mother's legs, sliding his tongue up her snatch, tonguing her fat labes but not yet forcing his way into her quivering twat. Then he moved around to her butt, jamming his thick tongue up his mother's tight crack until he shoved it up her shitter.

"Awwwhhrrrghh!" Joyce cried out, almost falling on her face as her son wrapped his hands around her firm thighs and drove his fingers into her pussy.

"Fuck me!" Anna cried out excitedly. "Ohhh, baby, pound my cunt! Oh, God, I can't stand this! Unnngh! Ohhh, shit! Fuuuccckkk meeeee!"

Anna felt like a bitch in heat as she twisted, bucked and thrashed while Marv sucked and licked her cunt. She felt him pulling her down to the floor. Anna glanced over and saw that Ken was already on top of his mother and was getting ready to slam his raging hard-on into her aching twat.

"Fuck meee!" Anna cried out again as she threw her legs up in the air and locked her ankles around the commander's hunching, sweaty back.

"Oh, yessss!" Marv hissed as Anna ground her ass-cheeks together and screwed them down hard into the carpeting as he played with her clit. Suddenly Anna felt his cock sliding into her fuck-hole without any resistance. Her pussy walls closed tightly around his thick, long prick-shaft and squeezed it tightly. At the same time she heard Joyce screech desperately and Ken groan with delight. The boy was finally fucking his mother.

Anna heaved her hips into the air and ground her belly against Mary's as she felt his breathing become heavier and turn to gasps as he became more excited.

"Oh, don't come yet," she begged him. "Don't shoot now. Save it, honey. Oh, God, take it easy, Anna pleaded as she squeezed his cock between her slick pussy walls and pulled at it as she felt his powerful hairy 'chest mash in her itching, roasting nipples. Saliva dribbled from the corner of his mouth as he closed his eyes and drilled his cock deeper and deeper into her sucking pussy. He groaned, then leaned forward and clamped his mouth hard on top of hers. He was washing out her mouth with his tongue as he slammed his dick in and out of her cunt like a runaway piston.

"Ohhh, lover! Ohh, Marv! Fuck meee, baby! Shoot it in me, you son-of-a-bitch!" Anna cried out mindlessly as she pictured his juice-slicked, swollen, heavily veined and throbbing cock sliding in and out of her pussy as she battled his tongue with hers.

"Nooo, Kennie! P-p-pllleeeaaaassse d-d-don't!" Anna heard Joyce beg her son. She turned her head and tried to focus her eyes. Finally she saw that the boy was ramming his mother in the pussy with his cock while he was reaming her asshole with a finger. "Ohhh, that's- unnngh!" Joyce screamed as she gave herself completely over to her son's lovemaking.

"Unngh! Waaaahhhh!" Anna cried out as she felt her cunt become more constricted as her orgasm came closer. She felt her pussy muscles automatically gripping his cock. Suddenly her snatch was being ripped apart by wave after wave of climactic spasms.

"N-n-now!" Anna cried out between her tightly clamped teeth.

"You bitch! Bitch!" Mary screamed as he dug his fingers into her tits and started firing his hot, heavy load into her welcoming, sucking twat.

"Ohhh, I'm coming!" Joyce screeched as her legs flailed wildly in the air.

"Mom! Mom!" Ken groaned as he slapped his crotch noisily against her upturned snatch.

Marv pounded furiously, his balls slapping against Anna's upturned ass as she writhed and twisted on her back. She hunched her hips up to the plunging cock as more spasms of orgasm racked her aching, juicing pussy.

"Gnnnugh! Marv! Oh, fuck! I'm blowing up! Faster! In! In! In! Ram that prick up my twat! Ohhh, shit! Give it to me! Slam that big prick up my snatch!" Marv grunted desperately as he speared his long cock-shaft in and out of her squishing fuck-hole. His hips banged against Anna's hairy cunt as he shoved his dick in again and again.

Anna continued to cry out as she felt the commander's hot, sticky load leak out from between her fluttering flaps and ooze down her sweaty ass-cheeks.

Finally she let go of his shoulders and collapsed to the floor on her back.

"How are the lovers doing over there?" she asked, gasping for breath.

"I think they've just about had it," Mat-v said as he turned his head and looked over in the corner.

"Ohhhh," Joyce was moaning as she let her arms fall limply to the floor while Ken collapsed on top of her.

"Never thought your son was that good, did you?" Anna said as she stood next to the gasping woman.

"I'm so-so ashamed and sorry that I hit you," Joyce said, flushing a deep red.

"That's okay, Joyce. I guess you just didn't realize how much fun this can be. Besides, we've made sure that no one will find out about this unless they want to become part of it," Anna said as she was about to walk to the bathroom to wash up.

"Hey, there's somebody coming up the front steps," Ken said as he rose to his feet.

"Shit, this is a busy day!" Anna said as she ran to the window and peered through the slit in the drapes. "It's Chaplain Thompson," Anna said, smiling at Joyce and Ken.

"Too bad we're all through," Ken said as he reached down and stroked his mother's tits.

"I don't know. He looks a little worried. I think something's wrong," Anna said as she went to the door to open it.

CHAPTER TEN

"Jesus Christ!" Chet said as he ran into the living room and saw Anna, Joyce and Ken naked. "Are there more here?" he asked, slamming the door loudly behind him.

"Just Commander Golden. He's in the bathroom showering. Why?" Anna asked, noticing the strained expression on his face.

"It's your fuckin' husband Paul," Chet said, shaking his head slowly and pacing back and forth in the living room.

"Paul? Is he causing trouble?" Anna asked apprehensively as she watched Chet closely.

"Trouble isn't the word for it," Chet said as he stopped his nervous walking and sat down on the couch.

"Oh, Cod! I knew something like this would happen," Joyce wailed, covering her face with her hands and moaning quietly.

"He's been over to Marie's, hasn't he?" Anna asked as she felt a sick feeling growing in her stomach.

"You bet! I just got a phone call from him. She told him everything that's happened-about you, me, your son-everything! He's threatened to spill it all to the military police!"

"The police! Ohi-ihh, noooo!" Joyce screamed as she sprang to her feet and ran over to Anna. "You've got to stop him! You've got to! If my husband ever found out…" the woman sobbed as she looked pleadingly at Anna.

"Don't worry, Joyce. We're going to stop him somehow," Anna said determinedly.

"Well, we don't have a hell of a lot of time. God only knows, he might be on his way to the MP's now," Chet said nervously.

"I've got a trump card," Anna said, smiling slyly at the chaplain and pointing towards the bathroom.

"I don't understand," Chet said.

"You forget. Commander Golden is Paul's commanding officer. He's in this as much as we are. Maybe Paul will have different ideas about telling everybody everything when he finds out that Mary's involved," Anna said thoughtfully.

"I'm sure willing to give it a try," Mary commented from the doorway.

Anna turned around and saw the muscular, hairy man standing a few feet away from her dripping wet. Even at this minute she felt her snatch fire up again. If it weren't for the immediate danger of her husband rushing off to the police, she would have thrown her legs up in the air right then.

"When I get through talking with him, I think Paul will have a little change of heart. He knows I have it in my power to just about make or break him in the Navy. That ought to make him cool down," Marv said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he strode slowly into the living room. "I'm sure that once he's thinking rationally again, he'll realize that he has no hard evidence and he could end up holding the short end of the stick in this whole matter."

"I hope you're right," Anna said fervently as she watched the commander dress.

"Just leave it to me," Commander Golden said confidently as he headed out the front door.

Two weeks passed. As Anna predicted, Paul cooled down when he realized that Commander Golden was involved and that his career could be mined if he made accusations he couldn't prove. He was still upset, but he realized he was helpless, and he kept his knowledge to himself.

What bothered Anna more was her husband's indecision as to whether or not he should leave her for Marie. Finally, the two of them reached a meeting ground. Paul would give up Marie and try to make a go of the marriage if Anna would quit Chet's swap group and keep her snatch for him. Nothing was said about Greg. Anna was sure that Paul thought the only reason she had fucked her son was because she got carried away in a group-sex scene. He had no idea that she and Greg had been screwing before the group was even put together.

Anna was busy getting ready for bed one evening. Paul was tied up at a late meeting on the ship. She was sure of this as Anna confirmed her husband's excuse. She looked in the mirror as she brushed her long blonde hair and sighed happily. Everything had turned out for the best after all. Even Chet's group was going strong without her and her son. She missed the gang-bangs, but she would have missed her husband even more.

"Mom?" Greg called out from the hall.

Anna felt her snatch fire up again. Shit, she thought to herself as she untied her nightgown and Jet it fall open at the front. If she couldn't have gang sex, she wasn't about to let any opportunities of fucking her son fly by. Paul wouldn't be home until after midnight. It was ten o'clock now- plenty of time to fuck and change the sheets before the lord and master trounced home.

"In here," Anna chirped as she got up and stroked her full, firm titties with her fingertips.

"Jesus!" Greg said breathlessly as he stared at her. He was wearing just a white terrycloth towel wrapped around his slim waist. Anna looked down, and saw that her snatch and tits had the usual effect on him-his cock sprang up like an arrow.

"Come on," Anna said, shrugging off her nightie and climbing onto the bed.

"But, Dad-" Greg said, unwrapping his towel and following her to the sheets.

"He'll be home late," Anna crooned as she hiked up her legs and rubbed her raw cunt-lips with her fingers.

"Great!" Greg said, smiling at his mother as he inched up to her head and drove his cock into her hot mouth. "Unngh! Ohhh, shit, mom! Arrrgh!" Greg cried out mindlessly, he hadn't fucked his mother since the night his father had found out about everything. He didn't have the opportunity. Paul watched him like a hawk. Now, suddenly everything broke apart inside of him. His body was racked by flashes of hot sexuality as his mother's tongue slid under, over and around his jerking prick.

"Mmgggggffff!" Anna cried out in delight as Greg reached back and dug his fingers into her juicing pussy. He strummed at her clit, tugging it gently until she thought her body was going to blow apart.

"Suck it! Suck it!" Greg cried out again as he thrashed on the bed from side to side.

Anna continued to swirl her tongue around his prick-shaft while she reached down and cupped his swollen fuck-sac in her hand, running her fingers gently over the hot, sweaty, wrinkled skin.

"Nooo! Don't do that! I'm gonna shoot if you do that! Nooo, don't!"

Greg cried as he pulled away from her.

"Sorry," Anna panted as she wiped the spittle off her lips and smiled at her son.

"Fuck! You don't know how much I've missed you, Greg said softly as he reached down and stroked his mother's swollen, hot, sweaty tits.

"Oh, baby, me too. But I promised your father not to fool around. It's the only way I know of that I can keep him," Anna said a little bitterly.

"Well, I hope he's got a few more meetings like this so we can fuck," Greg panted as he stroked his prick gently.

"You know, I even miss the group," Anna said as her son slid between her legs and started lapping at her curly pussy hairs.

"They were pretty much fun," Greg agreed, sliding his right hand under her firm ass-cheeks. He inched his fingers closer and closer to her quivering, hot shitter.

"Ummmmm!" Anna groaned as her son ran his teeth softly along her twitching outer labes. "Especially your father's commanding officer. He had a prick that wouldn't quit!"

"And what about mine?" Greg asked a little jealously as he pulled his face out from between his mother's hugging thighs.

Anna smiled at him and stroked his hair. Then she reached forward and pushed his head gently back between her trembling legs. It was a signal to the boy to keep up with his tongue-fucking.

"Yours is fine, Son, fine," she crooned as she closed her eyes and rolled her head from side to side on the pillow. "It's just that we all need a little variety sometimes."

"Well, Dad's going on maneuvers in a few weeks, isn't he?" Greg asked as he lifted his head up again. But this time the boy continued to strum on his mother's swollen, blood-engorged clit while he talked.

"Arrrghhhh!" Anna cried out as she felt shocks of electricity fly out from her quivering clit and shoot up to her fully erect nipples.

"Sorry, Mom," Greg said, smiling broadly at her.

"Ohhhh, yes. Say, why don't we invite Joyce and Ken over?" Anna suggested.

"And the chaplain, and maybe Hilda," Greg said as he slid up to his mother's face. Anna raised her legs and felt her son's prick bounce against her trembling, upturned ass-cheeks.

"Your father wouldn't approve," Anna gasped as she felt Greg's hot cock-head slide past her puffy labes and drive deep into her sucking pussy. "Ohhhh! But why not?

"Ohhhhh! Fuck! Unngh!" Anna cried out as she hunched her pussy against her son's pounding groin. Why not? Why not? she thought to herself as Greg's prick squished in and out of her twat. Anna smiled gently as she thought of nothing but miles and miles of hot, stiff cock-meat.

Content

Paul Gable
Turned on mom

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN