Ribald Writer

Tales of Lustville Book Two

Chapter 1

Scene Seven-Lois, Timmy and Tommy

Lois was going through her wardrobe, weeding out clothes she didn’t wear anymore. There was a big pile on the floor outside the closet that she wanted to take to the consignment shop next week, and another smaller pile on the bed that she was planning to alter, and see if she could make them sexier.

She was looking at a grey plaid skirt that she had cut very short, and had just finished the hem on. She was about to try it on when the doorbell rang. Sitting the skirt to the side, she hopped up and walked down the hall to the living room, and opened the front door.

She was surprised to see the Wilson twins standing on her porch. They were wearing identical white shirts, thin black ties, grey slacks, and their shoes were shined to a glossy luster.

She knew their mother vaguely, they used to talk at PTA meetings, and waved at each other at the market, but that was about all. Lois thought Susan was a very attractive woman, but she really wasn’t someone she felt comfortable letting herself get friendly with.

Then, as she looked at the boys, she remembered one reason she didn’t have more to do with her. She’d named her sons Timmy and Tommy. That’s what it said on their birth certificates. Not Timothy, or Thomas like a normal person would have named their child.

Smiling at the boys, she looked them up and down, liking what she saw. They were both a head taller than she was, with broad shoulders that tapered down to slim waists and hips, well muscled arms showing under their short sleeved shirts, and slim, powerful looking legs. She remembered that they were swimmers in high school, and had gotten scholarships to a major college back east.

Her eyes settled on their crotches, and she had to suppress a gasp when she saw the enormous bulges they sported. Looking back up at their faces, she decided that they were pleasant enough to look at, but not nearly as handsome as Kyle or Phil.

“Hi boys,” she said, standing in the open doorway. “You’re Susan Wilson’s sons, Tim and Tom, right? What can I do for you today?”

“Yes Ma’am,” the one on the left said, putting his hand on his chest. “I’m Timmy, and this is my brother, Tommy.”

“Okay Tim, was there something special you needed?”

“Well, Mrs. Parker, we’d like a few minutes of your time so we can give you our testimony.” he said brightly, bringing a bible out from behind his back. His brother revealed a stack of literature from behind his back as well.

Lois’s heart sank, and she almost closed the door in their faces. Then she thought better of it. Maybe it was still possible to salvage these two strapping young men from their path to a stuffy, pious life.

“Why, thank you boys!” she said, stepping back and waving them into the house. “I’d be happy to listen to your testimony. And if you’d let me, I’d like to share mine with you!”

“We’d like that, ma’am,” one of them said, she’d already forgotten which was which. “People usually don’t want to hear us spread the word, and the ones that do, rarely want to share with us.”

“I know, isn’t it terrible?” she said, leading them into the living room. “I mean, I have so much that I’d like to share with you today. And there are other things besides the word I want to spread for you. Can you stay for a while? Your mother won’t mind?”

She glanced at their crotches again, and noticed that they dressed on opposite sides, and as she led them to the couch, she made sure they were positioned so their cocks would be on the inside leg when they were seated. She planned on sitting between them, and wanted easy access to tease them.

They got settled sitting side by side. And she moved to sit between them, then stopped, shaking her head.

“Where are my manners today? I’m sorry, boys. Would you like some punch? I was going to make some anyway, and it will only take a minute!”

“Thank you, ma’am. That would be nice.” they said in unison.

“Goodie! I’ll be right back!”

She went into the kitchen, and got out her big party pitcher, then dug around under the counter for the margarita mix and tequila. She filled the pitcher about halfway with ice, then emptied the tequila bottle into it. Adding the margarita mix slowly, stirring it the whole time. Tasting it occasionally, she quit adding the mix when she could barely taste the tequila. She filled the rest of the pitcher up with ice.

She grabbed a cup from the cabinet, she filled it half full with sugar, then squeezed out four or five long squirts of lime juice into it. She added warm water, and stirred it till the sugar melted, and dumped it in the pitcher, stirring it to mix everything up, she tasted it again.

Perfect! She thought. They’ll be drunk off they’re asses, and putty in my hands in no time! And I’ll work that putty into rock hard boners before they even know what hit them!

Putting the pitcher and three glasses on a tray, she headed back to the living room. The boys were talking quietly when she came in, and they drew apart as she came around the end of the couch. She slipped between the couch and the coffee table, bending over to sit the tray on the coffee table. She made a point of sticking her ass right in their faces, glad that she was wearing a thigh length skirt so her panties didn’t show. Not yet at least.

Standing up straight, she stepped back, brushing her skirt under her legs and started to sit down. The boys had to slide over to make room for her, and she noticed that they were both trying not to look at her legs as she got settled. Good, she thought, there’s hope for them yet!

“Who’d like to do the honors boys?” she asked, waving at the pitcher. “And before we get started, which one of you is Tim, and which one is Tom? I think it’s rude to call people by the wrong name.”

“I’m Timmy,” the one on her left said. “You can tell, because I have green eyes. Tommy’s eyes are blue!”

He leaned forward, brushing his brother’s hand away from the pitcher, and started to pour a glass of her punch.

“That’s nice to know! It will make it easier to tell you apart!” she said.

“So tell me, Tom.” she said, turning to look at him. “What do you have to offer me today.”

Her hand dropped casually onto his leg, high up on his thigh, her fingers brushing the thick tube of his soft cock. She left her hand in place as she looked at him.

“Tommy, ma’am.” he said, his hand coming down on hers and easing it a little further down his leg. “Our mother doesn’t like us to use nicknames.”

His face was flushed, and she was sure she felt his cock twitch and start to stiffen under her fingers.

“Mrs. Parker?” his brother said, holdout a glass toward her.

“Oh, thank you, Tim!” she said, making a point of using the short version of their names. “Here Tom. Tim can pour me another one.”

She watched as he took a big gulp from it, then turned back to Tim, holding her hand out as he poured another glass. He handed the next one to her, then poured one for himself, and put the pitcher back on the tray. He was just starting to sit back, when his brother spoke up.

“Timmy, can I have another?” he said hold out his glass. “This is really good punch! I started feeling warm as soon as I drank it!”

“I know,” Lois said taking his glass and reaching for the pitcher. “I put a secret ingredient in it. Why don’t you try it Tim?”

Tim took a long sip of his drink, and grinned broadly. He took another big swallow, draining his glass, and held it out for more.

“Tommy’s right, Mrs. Parker! That’s delicious! As hot as it is outside, that really hits the spot!”

He took the glass from her as she handed it back to him, nodding his thanks. Lois took a small sip from hers, and sat it on the tray, then leaned back between them, bringing her hands down to rest on their thighs, closer to the knees this time.

“You were going to give me your testimony, unless you’d like to talk a little first.” she said lightly. “I don’t see you boys very often anymore, and I miss getting to see you at your swim meets, I used to come see you all the time!”

“Really?” Tom said, leaning forward to sit his half empty glass on the coffee table. “Not many people like to watch swimming. Do you have a favorite event?”

“Oh, the butterfly is my favorite! It’s amazing that you can move through the water like that!” She leaned forward and filled his glass for him, turning and lifting the pitcher toward Tim. He held his glass out, and she held his hand to steady it as she poured. “And the way your shoulders move, the way muscles flex as you throw your arms up like that! Well, I don’t need to go into that!”

She sat the pitcher back on the table and returned her hands to their legs, moving her hands a little higher this time. Neither of them objected, and she turned to look at them as she leaned back between them. Both their faces were flushed, and they were sweating lightly.

“You boys do look warm,” she said, putting a concerned look on her face. “Would you like me to turn up the air conditioning? Maybe if you loosen those ties, you’d be more comfortable too. I promise I won’t tell.” she added in a conspiratorial whisper.

Turning to Tim, she loosened his tie, and opened the top two buttons on his shirt, shaking the collar and holding it open, then blowing softly onto his chest. She turned to Tom and did the same thing, then picked up their glasses and handed them to the boys.

“Have some more punch,” she said. “That will help you cool down. Go on, drink up… that’s my good boys!”

“Thang you, Mishush Parger,” Tim slurred, then drained his glass and handed it too her.

“Tom, do you need a refill too?” she asked, turning to his brother.

He stared at her bleary eyed. “Yesh mama, I mean, ma’am.” He giggled at his mistake, and held his glass out to her. “Mother makes us call her Mother… I like mama better.”

Lois took the glass, but wrapped her arms around him, pulling his face against her small firm breasts. She stroked his hair softly as she moved his face in her cleavage. “That’s fine, honey. You can call me mama all you want. I like it.”

“So, do you boys do everything together? I mean, do you really like to do things together? Do you ever do anything like, go on dates together?”

“Oh, Mo… Mama doesn’t like us to date girls.” Tom said into her breasts. He had wrapped his arms around her, and was smiling as her nuzzled her tits. “She says she wants to find nice girls for us to marry.”

“Now, that’s just a shame! Big, strong, handsome boys like you! I’ll bet the girls are just throwing themselves all over you! That must be hard on you!”

“It’s hard all right,” she heard Tim mutter behind her.

“What was that Tim?” she asked, reaching down and peeling Tom’s arms from around her waist.

“I said, it can be dif… difficult some times. There’s so much temptation in the world. Mother says we have to be pure if we want to get into heaven.”

You ain’t seen temptation yet, you young stud! she thought. And in just a few minutes, I’m gonna take you to a heaven your mama probably never dreamed of!

She let go of Tom, and picked up her glass from the table, bringing it to her lips. Instead of taking a drink, she poured her drink down the front of her shirt.

“Oh, dear lord!” she said as she leapt to her feet. “Look what I’ve done now!”

She turned around so she was facing them, brushing at the front of her shirt. She was soaked to the skin, and her lacy bra was clearly visible through her shirt. They could see her nipples poking up stiffly thought both garments.

“I am so sorry, boys! I’m just such a klutz sometimes!” She shimmied out from behind the coffee table, making a show of it. “I better go change. Do you boys mind waiting?”

“No ma’am, we can wait.” they both said eagerly.

She snuck a glance at their crotches, and was glad to see that they both had good sized hard-ons stretching down the legs of their slacks now. She turned and walked toward the hall, stopping and picking up the remote from the end table. As she got to the entry to the hall. she turned and looked back at them. The boys were in an animated conversation, obviously about her.

It was time to turn up the heat a little bit more. She turned on the TV, and pressed play on the DVD player. Kyle had burned her a montage of cuts from their fourway cluster fuck last night before they’d left. It was a selection of shots from all four cameras, and she’d thought it was hot when she’d watched it. She hoped the twins liked it too.

Taking the remote with her, she went into her bedroom, tearing off her clothes as she went. Dashing into her closet, she started looking for the pink plaid skirt from last night, then stopped, a wicked grin crossing her face. She went back into the bedroom and picked up the grey skirt she’d shortened. Picking it up, she looking at it critically, then slipped it on quickly, not bothering to zip it up, then stepped over in front of the mirror.

Fuckin-A! she thought. This is perfect, and I know just what to add for that special look!

She went back into the closet and took down a starched white blouse, pulled a pair of black thigh high stockings with a seam up the back out of a drawer, and found her black four inch heels in their box. She went back into the bedroom and tossed everything on the bed.

She stuck her head out into the hall, and called out to the boys.

“Are you okay in there, boys? I’ll only be a couple more minutes, I want to rinse the punch out of my bra, it’s my favorite!”

Not waiting for an answer, she went into the bathroom and wet a washcloth under the tap, running it over her chest and tummy to clean off the margarita mix before it got sticky. She slipped her fingers between her legs, running them through the slit of her pussy. She was soaking wet already! She decided to leave her pussy like it was, and dried her upper body quickly. She spritzed her hair heavily, raking a brush through it, pulling it back to give herself a more severe look. Back in the bedroom, she got her reading glasses off the nightstand, then started dressing.

Slipping the blouse on, she buttoned the bottom three, leaving the rest open. Then she tucked the blouse into the short skirt, pulled up the zipper, and closed the clasp. Next came the stockings, then the shoes. She looked over at the mirror and saw exactly what she’d hoped for. The nympho librarian from hell! The only change she made was to turn up the cuffs twice so they were on her forearms, instead of at her wrists.

Moving over in front of the mirror, she looked at herself, tugging and adjusting her clothes. In the front, the skirt came down about two inches below her shaved pussylips. She turned side on, and could see that the back barely covered the bottom curve of her ass. Turning back around, she spread her feet shoulder width apart, and noticed that her hairless pussylips were just barely concealed. Perching the glasses on the end of her nose, she folded her arms under her breasts, smiling at her reflection.

As she started for the door, she had a nagging feeling that she was forgetting something, or that there was a vital element missing. She was slapping her hand against her leg when it hit her, making her grin wickedly. Opening the bottom drawer of her desk, she lifted some papers and saw what she was looking for. Her eighteen inch wooden ruler.

Stopping in front of the mirror one last time, her hip cocked to one side, she smacked the ruler into her palm. She felt her pussy flutter as she looked at her reflection. God, I hope they don’t cum in their pants when they see me, she thought.

Striding out the door, she scooped up the remote and headed down the hall. She stopped behind the couch, watching the boys from behind. She could see that they weren’t obviously jerking off, so she doubted if they had their cocks out. But from the way they were breathing, she could tell that they were at least touching themselves.

They were talking quietly, pointing at the screen every so often. They were so enraptured by the action on the screen, it never occurred to them to look and see if she was coming out of her bedroom.

“Oh my god!” She shrieked. “What are you boys watching? Where did you find that? Oh dear, this is unacceptable! Do you hear me? Un… acceptable!”

She stormed into the living room, picking up the phone as she went over and stood in front of the TV. Holding the remote behind her back, she pressed the volume button, raising it till the sounds of horny gasps and moans fill the room. She let the remote fall to the floor behind her, then held up the phone, holding it out as she looked at them.

“I can’t have this boys,” She said, glaring at them as she started pushing buttons on the phone. “I’m going to have to call your mother! And believe you me, she is going to tan your hides when I tell her what you’ve done!”

“No! Please, Mrs. Parker!” Timmy said as he leapt to his feet. “We didn’t do it, honest. The TV just came on, and we didn’t know how to turn it off!”

She put the phone to her ear, her other hand rested on her hip as she tapped her foot impatiently, pretending she was waiting for someone to answer.

“She’s not answering.” Lois said as she tossed the phone over onto a chair. “Get up, both of you! I’m going to march you home right now and tell her what you’ve been up to! And I’m going to give her a piece of my mind for… ”

“No!” Tommy yelled. “Uh… she’s not home! She had to go to the doctor today. She has um… she had to go to her lady doctor today. She won’t be home till late!”

“She did, did she.” Lois said slowly, turning and picking up the wooden ruler she’d laid on the TV. Smacking it against her leg slowly, she looked down her nose at them.

“Then I’m just going to have to take matters into my own hands.” She said. “Come over here and kneel on the floor. I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to be punished for this. I can’t allow you to come into my house and watch this kind of filth on my television!”

She stepped to one side and turned toward the TV as the boys came over and stood in front of her. They stared wide eyed at the action on the screen until she stepped back in front of them.

“That small woman actually looks a little like me, doesn’t she?” She asked, then gasped, holding her hand over her mouth. “Dear lord! You didn’t think that was me did you?” She glanced at their crotches, and barely stifled a gasp when she saw how far their hard cocks stretched down the legs of their slacks.

“I can’t believe you little perverts! You’re actually standing in front of me, a good Christian woman, with your nasty penis’s sticking out like… like, I don’t now what!” She ranted, pacing back in forth in front of them. “You aren’t giving me any choice boys. I have to punish you! Now, drop your pants, underwear too, I’m going to have to spank you!”

“But, Mrs. Par… ” Timmy whined.

Lois stepped closer and slapped him across the face, her hand leaving a bright red mark on his cheek. “Be quiet! And do as you’re told young man. You’re already in trouble, don’t make it worse for yourself!”

Tommy was tearing at his pants frantically, opening the belt, then forcing the zipper down. He pushed his pants and underwear down at the same time, and his cock sprang up, twitching and throbbing in front of him. Timmy quickly followed suit, and in seconds, there were both standing in front of her, their huge cocks angling up toward the ceiling.

“Th… that’s disgusting!” Lois panted as she stared at the thick columns of meat jutting from their crotches. “Make those things go down this instant! How dare you! What kind of nasty thoughts are running around inside those heads of yours?”

She smacked Timmy’s cock with her ruler, then moved over to Tommy, giving him a whack for good measure.

“Make… (SMACK)… them… (SMACK)… go… (SMACK)… down… (SMACK, SMACK, SMACK)… right now!”

Both cocks jerked and throbbed as she moved the ruler back and forth between them. Tommy had his eyes closed, and was clenching his fists at his sides , while Timmy had his hands behind his back, making his hips arch out toward her.

“Oh my.” Lois said softly as she stepped between them. “You like that, don’t you Tim?” She asked as she ran her fingers lightly over the top of his cock. She smacked it again with her bare hand, then wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking it lightly. She slid the ruler down the back of her skirt, then wrapped her other hand around Tommy’s cock, and started stroking them both lightly.

“Tell me the truth, Tom.” She whispered in his ear, her voice husky as she breathed, pressing her body against him. “Do you like watching what that woman is doing on the TV? Look at her. Look how she takes that big cock in her hot little pussy. Mmmmmmm, your cock is almost as big as the one that’s fucking her.” She licked his ear, making his cock jerk and throb in her fist, then turned to Tim. “You’re thinking about doing that to me, aren’t you, Tim? You want to stick this big dick of yours in my hot… tight… wet little pussy till I scream for mercy, don’t you?”

“N… no maam! W… we… nev… ” They sputtered together as her hands drove them crazy.

“Mmmmmmm, that’s too bad then, isn’t it?” She purred, taking a step back. “But I still have to punish you, you are bad boys.” She let go of their cocks, and Tim groaned. “Kneel down. It’s time you got your just desserts!”

The boys knelt, looking up at her. Tim’s eyes kept flicking down to her crotch, and she reached down, lifting her chin with her fingers.

“What are you looking at Tim? Are you looking at my little pussy?” She asked. “I didn’t have any clean panties to put on, that’s why I’m not wearing any.”

She was drawing his face closer as she spoke, and the musky scent of her filled his senses. He swallowed several times, and gasped when she started pulling her short skirt up higher. The puffy lips of her pussy came into view, and Lois spread her legs wider, making the fleshy flower of her cunt blossom in front of his face.

“I changed my mind boys. I’m not going to spank you, at least not yet.” She said as she looked down at them. She pulled Tim’s face between her legs, forcing his mouth against her drooling pussy slit. “I still have punch all over me, and I want you to lick it off. Go ahead Tim, lick it up. You see all that sticky juice on the insides of my thighs? Use your tongue Tim, and lick me clean!”

She glanced over at Tom, and saw that he was leaning close, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he watched his brother slurp and suck at the puffy folds of her pussy.

“That’s good, Tim.” She panted, pushing his head away. She wrapped her fingers in Tom’s hair and drew him forward, opening her legs wider, and bending her knees as she held his face against her. “Oh! Oh my!” She gasped a she felt Tom’s tongue flutter up inside her creamy cunt hole, lashing around eagerly. “That’s a good boy, Tom’s. Clean all that hot juice up for my… ooooohhhh, I… ”

She pushed him away and moved over to a chair, laying back in it, spreading her legs wide. “Come over her Tom. Let’s see if you can do as good a job if we make it easier for you.” she giggled as they knee walked over to her, their hard cock waggling from side to side as they came closer. Her hand cupped the back of Tim’s head, and she smiled as he spread the lips of her pussy with his fingers and started slashing his tongue all around in her sloppy wet slit.

Tim was leaning in, watching as his brother munched hungrily on her juice coated cunt. Lois grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet, guiding him around so he was standing beside the chair.

“You big ol’ dick is still all stiff, Tim. Look how’s its throbbing, and there’s stuff dripping out of the end!” She wrapped her fingers around his cock and stroked it up and down, then tighten her grip and pulled him closer. “I think I can help you make it go down, Tim. Would you like that?” She asked, smiling up at him as her tongue darted out and swirled across the head of his prick.

“Lord forgive me.” Tim moaned as he pressed his hips forward, making the fat knob brush across her lips.

“The Lord is rewarding you, Timmy. You have nothing to be forgiven for.” Lois told him as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. She started bobbing her head up and down slowly, her tongue lashing and laving along the length of his thick shaft as it plowed in and out between her lips.

Tom’s tongue on her pussy was driving her insane, and she knew that if she didn’t get one of their cocks inside her soon, she would go out of her mind. Pushing them both away, she sat up, planting her foot in Tom’s chest, and pushed him over onto his back. She clambered up out of the chair and stepped over him, dropping to her knees, straddling his waist.

Catching sight of the action on the TV, she leaned down, her face inches from Tom’s as her fingers wrapped around his cock, holding it up as she fist the swollen knob between the lips of her pussy.

“Look Tom. That woman is sitting on that boy’s big cock.” She grunted as she pressed down, feeling his cock sliding slowly up into her sopping wet cunt hole. “Just like I’m doing to you. Oh, isn’t it glorious Tom? Can you hear the angels singing? Oh dear lord,” She panted as she started moving her hips up and down. “The heavenly choir is singing to me Tommy, blessing our union! Oh praise the lord, Tommy! Praise the lord and fuck the shit out of me!”

“Ye… yes ma… mama!” Tom cried as his started jerking up at her, driving his cock into her with rough, awkward strokes. I… I can feel the power surging through me, mama! Oh praise… oh… ungh, ungh… oh god!” He grunted

“Yes, Tommy! Yes!” Lois cried as she started driving her pussy hard and fast over the length of his cock, her hips twisting as she wriggled and writhed on top of him. “You’re going to fill me with you blessed seed, aren’t you. Oh please Tommy, shoot all that holy juice into me and help me find heaven here on earth! Baptize me! Bless me with that hot ball juice.” She groaned.

“You too, Timmy!” she cried, looking over her shoulder, seeing Tim jerking on his cock as he watched her fuck his brother. “Come over here and feed my that wondrous rod the lord blessed you with. Let me feast on his bounty… ” She gagged as Timmy drove the head of his cock into her mouth and started fucking her face eagerly.

Lois’s eyes rolled up in her head as Tom grabbed her asscheeks and started pounding his cock harder into her pussy as he jerked her up and down on top of him. Tim hands held her head as he stroked his cock in and out of her mouth, make her gag and choke as her drove it deep into her throat again and again.

She felt Tim’s cock throb and spasm between her lips and realized that he was about to cum. Her hand came up and cupped his balls, then her fingers slipped into a loose ring around the top of his ball sac, and she tugged on it gently as she milked his egg shaped nuts, encouraging them to give up their creamy cargo.

The first hot jet of jism flooding her cunt sent her skyrocketing off into a mindblowing orgasm She raised up, her mouth pulling off Tim’s cock as she grabbed her tits, throwing her head back, wailing and screaming out her pleasure.

“Yes! Fill me Tom! Empty your balls into my pussy and bless me with your mighty load!” She ranted mindlessly as she shook and spasmed on top of him. “ I can feel the pow… mmmphhhhmmmgg!”

She gurgled as Tim shoved his cock back between her lips and fired off an enormous wad a spunk, filling her mouth to overflowing. She wrapped her hand around the twitching shaft of his cock, jerking on it frantically as she pumped her mouth up and down over the jizz spitting knob.

She pulled her mouth off his cock, swallowing quickly, then pointed his cock at her face, her fist pounding on it roughly as she let his sticky jizz spray all over her face.

“Oh thank you, lord!” She cried. “Thank you for this feast of the flesh we are partaking of!” She looked up at Tim, smiling up at him as she opened her mouth, letting a thick string of his cum drool into her mouth. “Anoint me, Tim. Spread the lord’s bounty he filled you balls with all over my face! Mmmmmmm, feed me all the hot cum he blessed you , you fucking stud! Mmmphhhhmmmgg!” She groaned as she fed his cock back into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily as her hand worked up and the length of the shaft, and her fingers squeezed his balls, to make sure every drop of cum had fled from them.

Tom collapse under her, and she eased her frantic fucking on top of him as she turned her head, keeping Tim’s cock in her mouth as she looked down at him. She let Tim’s cock slip from her mouth, and pulled him down with her as she laid out over Tom. Tim snuggled close beside her, his cock resting against his brother hip.

“Our lord is well pleased with you, boys. You have redeemed yourself in his eyes.” She whispered into Tom’s chest. She raised her head, looking at him, a contented smile of her face. “But we have much more work ahead of us, to make sure you don’t backslide. Are you up to that? She asked, squeezing Tom’s cock with her pussy as she moved her hand down to grasp Tim’s cock.

Her eyes went wide when she felt a hand around it already. Both of Tim’s were around her as he lay beside her. She looked down, and saw that it was tom’s hand stroking lazily up and down his brother’s cock. She smiled up at him as she slid up higher, pressing her jizz coated lips to his.

Tom kissed her eagerly, his tongue dipping into her mouth, then licking across her lips. Lois pulled back, turning her cheek to him, and he eagerly licked up the thick ribbons of cum from her face.

“Come help your brother, Tim. Help him clean your seed from my flesh.” she purred as she rolled off of Tom, stretching out on the floor and spreading her legs wide. She laughed happily as Tim moved between her legs, his mouth opening as he rubbed his face all over her jizz coated cunt.

Lois strolled into Tracy’s kitchen a later that afternoon, grinning broadly. She dragged her fingers lightly across Tracy’s shoulder as she went by her to the chair at the center of the table.

She pulled the chair out and turned it so her legs stuck out beside the table. rather than under it, stretched out her legs, crossing them at the ankles, and leaned back in her chair at the same time.

“Nice outfit. That a new skirt?” Tracy said, looking over her newspaper at her friend, noticing the way she was sitting. “You’re up to something, what is it?”

“No, I cut off an old one, and rehemmed it. And is that any kind of way to talk to me, your best friend?” she pouted, putting on her best wounded face. “I’m hurt! I mean, I’m really hur… ”

“I’m gonna like this, huh?” Tracy said, putting the paper down and leaning forward over the table. “Spill it. What happened? Or what do you want to do?”

“Ohhhhhhh, I don’t know,” Lois said, looking up at the ceiling casually, then glancing back down at Tracy. “Are you hungry? You have dinner yet?”

“What? No, I haven’t, and now that you menti… ”

“Good!” Lois said, a big grin spreading across her face. She threw one leg up on the table, spreading the other one wide out on the floor. She flipped up her skirt, showing Tracy her raw, spunk filled pussy. “Cuz I just spent the last three hours fucking both the Wilson twins, and was wondering if you wanna eat their cum outta my pussy!”

“What? When? You bitch! Why didn’t you call me?” she sputtered, her eyes wide as she stared at the cum coated lips of Lois’s spread beaver. “They’re the swimmers with the snooty holy roller mom, right? Shit Lois! I’d love a piece of one of them! And you hogged both?”

“It just happened! The opportunity presented itself, and I went for it.” Lois soothed her. “I thought about calling you, but there was alot of effort involved. I had to get them drunk first, and I can’t tell you how easy that was! I made a pitcher of margaritas and told them it was punch. I guess bible thumping is thirsty work, cuz they gulped down half a pitcher in like ten minutes. And lemme tell you, I saw god, and he spoke to them through me!”

She stopped to catch her breath, and looked at Tracy with a more serious look on her face. She put her hand down between her legs, smearing the jizz around slowly with her fingers.

“Don’t be mad! I really did think about calling you and telling you to come over. But by then, they were already drunk, and I figured it would probably freak them out if you walked in.”

“I can understand that, I guess,” Tracy said, her mouth watering. “But can you set something else up with them? Wait a minute. Were they any good?”

“Oh my fucking god! They were great! Virgins both, and I got their cherries! I swear, I’m gonna start putting notches on my headboard!” she crowed. “And I already set it up for tomorrow afternoon. They’re gonna be at my house around two or so.”

She slouched further down in her chair and dipped her fingers in her cum drenched cunt hole, then pulled her fingers out and held then in front of her face, watching the thick cum run down over them.

“Anyway, they just left, so I buttoned my blouse back up and came right over here to see if you’d like a little snack.” She held her fingers up to her mouth, licking the sticky jizz from them slowly, looking at Tracy the while time. “Whatta ya say? Interested?”

“You bet yer ass I’m interested!” Tracy grinned as she dropped to knees and scuttled over in front of Lois. She planted her mouth on her jizz soaked pussy slit and slurped up a mouthful, moaning deep in her throat as she swished it around with her tongue, then let it slide down her throat.

“Mmmmmmm, I love the taste of your pussy, sweetie. And their jizz ain’t bad either! Now tell me more! I wanna hear it all!”

Chapter 2

Scene Eight-Lois and Timmy / Tracy and Tommy

“Hi, boys!” Lois said, smiling at the Wilson twins as they stood at her front door. “I guess you’re ready for another lesson?”

“Yes ma’am,” they said in unison, their eagerness obvious on their faces. Tom was smiling broadly, but Tim was having trouble meeting her eyes.

“Then come right in,” She said, stepping aside for them to come in. She closed the door behind them, and waved them over to the couch. “I made some more of my special punch for you. You seemed to like it so much yesterday.”

“I’m sorry I’m dressed like this, but I just got out of the shower.” she said as she bent over to pick up the pitcher. She stayed bent over as she poured a glass of punch for each of them, knowing that they could see down the front and see her small round tits. “I was expecting you at two-thirty. I guess I got the time wrong.”

Sitting the pitcher down, she smiled as the watched them drain their glasses quickly. she refilled them, then walked around the end of the couch, and headed for the kitchen.

“I have to get something from the kitchen. Tom, would you help me?”

“Yes, ma… ” he stopped when he saw her looking at him, a look of disappointment on her face. ”Y… yes mama!”

Good boy, she mouthed, then turned and walked into the kitchen. She stopped at the table, and poured two glasses of her special punch out of a smaller pitcher. She picked up one of the glasses, then loosened the sash on her robe. One… two… turn!

She spun around as he stepped into the kitchen, making her robe fell open. Tom’s eyes went wide, and he stopped in his tracks. She smiled at him, and walked over, holding the glass out too him.

“Drink this,” she said, taking his other hand, leading him over to the table. She watched him take a big gulp, his eyes roaming all over her body. She put one hand on her hip, holding her robe open. “All of it. That’s right… drink it down. That’s my good boy.”

“Th… thank you mama,” he whispered, still staring at her hungrily.

Lois took the glass from him and turned to the table, filling it again. Picking up both glasses, she held them out to him.

“Tom, I have to tell you, and I think you already know it, but you’re my favorite.” she said quietly as she stepped up to him, pressing her body lightly against his. “And because you’re my favorite, I want to do something special for you.”

She could feel his cock throbbing against her stomach as she rubbed against him.

“Wh… what, um… what are yo… ”

“I have a special surprise for you in my bedroom. Now take these… ” she said as she stepped back, holding the glasses out to him.

He took the glasses, unsure of what to do. He eyed her hungrily, but he looked terribly confused.

“A… are you coming too?”

“I’ll be along in a little bit, I have to talk to Tim first. But you go and wait for me. Be my good boy now. Go… ”

She turned him around and pushed at his back.

“And be quiet, we don’t want Tim to hear you.”

His shoulders were sagging as he walked over to the doorway, peeked around the corner, then moved quietly behind the couch into the hall. Lois followed him to the doorway, watching him go down the hall, and into her bedroom, heaving a sigh of relief as she saw the door close behind him. She was smiling as she walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch with Tim.

“Whe… where’s Tommy?” he asked, his eyes bulging out of his head as he ogled her petite body under her open robe. His cock throb in his pants, it was already hard in anticipation after their encounter yesterday.

“I had something I needed Tom to take care of for me. It’s going to take him a little while I think. You don’t mind do you?” She was running her fingers up and down his legs, getting closer to his cock on every upstroke. “I think this would be a good time to review some of our lessons from yesterday.”

There was a frightened look in Tim’s eyes, as if he was unsure what to do without his brother with him. That’s why she had separated them. She knew that Tom was going to do fine on his own, but Tim was another matter entirely.

She poured herself a glass of punch, and refilled his. Handing him the glass, she watched him take a long sip. She was tilting her chin up as she watched him drink. When he stopped, she jerked her chin up, signaling him to finish the glass. She watched as he took another drink, tipping it back, draining it completely.

She took the glass from him, and filled it again, but sat it on the coffee table. Turning back to him, she took a big swallow from her own glass, paused, then took another big drink. She paused again, looking at the glass, then tipped her head back and drained it. Sitting the glass on the table, she turned to him and pulled her robe aside.

“What’s this, Tim?” she said, bringing her free hand up under her breast, cupping it, and squeezing it with her fingers.

“That’s you br… titty. That’s your titty ma’am.”

“Not bad, Tim. A little backsliding, but not bad.” she said. She slid her fingers around her nipple, making it stand up stiffly. “And what’s this Tim?”

“Yo… your nipple.”

“And what do you do with my nipples, Tim?” she asked him softly, her hand just barely touching the swollen head of his cock through his pants, then moving away.

“I… I k… kiss them.”

“And?”

Her thumb moved up and swished lightly across his cockhead, pressing more firmly as she moved it back and forth.

“Tim? I’m waiting. What else do you do with my nipple?”

His cockhead was throbbing under her thumb, and she moved it away, looking at him calmly.

His face was bright red, and he was breathing very hard. Lois was pretty sure he was going to cum in his pants any second, and she didn’t care. She knew she could get him hard again easily, and she needed to get him passed this resistance she felt him putting up.

Getting up on her knees, she held her nipple right in front of his face.

“I asked you a question, Tim! Are you going to answer me?”

“Ye… yes ma… yes maam!” he sputtered, looking up at her. “I su… suck on it.”

“Don’t you want to suck on my nipple now, Tim? I thought you liked it. The way you were licking and sucking on them yesterday, I didn’t think you’d ever get enough. Tell me what’s wrong Tim. What’s bothering you?”

He looked at her nipple, then his eyes flicked up to meet hers, and stayed there. He was pleading with her with his eyes, but she couldn’t show him any mercy now. Not when she was this close.

Sitting back down on her heels, she laid her hand on his cock again, squeezing it gently with her fingers. She started stroking the head of his cock with her thumb again, using soft sweeping strokes. She looked at him steadily as she worked her hand gently over his cockshaft.

He started to whimper softly, and tears started to leak from the corners of his eyes, but he never took his eyes off hers. She knew that she only had a couple more barriers to break down, and his lust would come rushing to the surface like the goo from a zit. That’s how she pictured it. She was popping an emotional pimple. It was hurting him now, but he’d feel better for it later.

Tom had been so easy! He had taken what she had offered him like she was a new prophet, handing him words of wisdom from on high. Why was Tim fighting her like this she wondered. He had been receptive when they were fucking yesterday, but now he was resisting her. She doubted that it was because they were alone, they had done her singly several times each. And she knew it wasn’t because they had double fucked her. He had taken an enthusiastic part in that.

“Didn’t you like what we did yesterday, Tim? Are you having second thoughts? That’s it, isn’t it?”

She squeezed his cock gently, feeling it jerk under her fingers. She started running her hand up and down over the length of his cock, her fingers massaging the thick vein on the underside, the palm caressing the bloated shaft. Her thumb kept up its steady sweeping motions, pressing harder, then softer, never letting him get used to one sensation.

He tried to speak, but couldn’t make the words come out. He was whimpering louder now, and his chin had quivering.

“Oh Timmy,” she said softly, giving him a little something for himself. “You know why I’m doing this to you, don’t you?”

He shook his head slowly, tears running freely from his eyes now, but he still looked her right in the eye.

“I’m trying to help you become a man, Timmy. I know it hurts! I know it feels wrong! But it’s not Timmy!”

A ragged sob burst from his throat and he buried his face in her chest, wrapping his arms around her as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Lois felt his cock pulse and throb powerfully under her hand, and suddenly, she felt a moist heat under her fingers. She looked down, and saw large wet spot growing on the front of his pants.

She squeezed his cock steadily, tightening her fingers around it, milking his load out for him. She held his head to her breast gently, whispering in his ear as she rocked him back and forth.

“That’s my good boy, Tim. That’s right, let it out. Oooooohhhh, I’m so proud of you!”

She hugged him tight to her breasts, letting him cry himself out as she rocked him back and forth slowly. She had gotten him thru a major barrier, now she just had to make she he didn’t build it back up again.

Part Two

Tracy and Tommy

Tom stopped as he entered Lois’s bedroom, his eyes bugging out when he saw the vision of beauty stretched out on the bed.

Tracy was laying back on a pile of pillows wearing a black push-up bra that squeezed her fluffy tits together, making them look even bigger than they were. There was a narrow black garterbelt around her waist, the suspenders holding up black stockings with red piping at the top that matched the trim on her bra and garterbelt.

Her legs were spread slightly, but when she saw him come into the room, she gave him her best come hither smile and spread her legs a little wider, giving him a clear view of her hairless pussy mound, with the little landing strip perched above it.

“Hi there,” she said warmly. “Is one of those for me?”

Tom looked down at the glasses in his hands, then back up at her. He just looked at her.

“Let’s play a game. I’m going to ask you if one of those is for me, and you’re going to say yes. Okay?”

He looked down at the glasses again, then back up at her.

“A… are yo… you my sur… surprise?” he finally managed to say. He took a step forward, then stopped.

“Very good!” she said, clapping her hands. “You can walk and talk at the same time! Now kick the door shut, and do that thing with your feet again.”

Tom dropped his head and blushed, but he was smiling now. He pushed the door closed with his elbow, and walked slowly across the room, watching as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. She was watching him coolly as he came closer.

She held her hand out, and he gave her one of the glasses. She took a big sip, still looking up at him.

“How many of these have you had so far today?” she asked, holding her glass up.

“T… two.” he said, his eyes roaming over her body.

Taking another drink, she sat the glass on the nightstand, and leaned back on her hands. Her tits swelled up under her bra, and she spread her legs a little more, giving him just a peek of her pussy mound.

“I’m Tracy. What’s your name?” She held up her finger as he opened his mouth. “Don’t stutter.”

“Tom, my name’s Tom.”

“Very good, Tom. Now, let me guess, you drank one real fast when you got here, because you liked the way it made you feel yesterday.” It was a statement, not a question.

She paused, and when he nodded, she continued. “Then Lois made you chug another one before she sent you in here.”

He nodded again.

“Take another sip. About this much.” she held her fingers an inch or so apart.

He sipped at the glass, and when he brought it away from his mouth, she pointed at the nightstand. He sat the glass down, and took a step toward her, then stopped.

“Come on, don’t stop there.” she sat back up on the side of the bed, holding her hand out to him.

He moved closer, taking her hand. She pulled him the rest of the way over, more as a gesture, because he was moving on his own now. When he was close enough, she reached up and started to open the top button of his shirt, then stopped.

“Can I take your shirt off, Tom?”

“Yes, please.” he said softly.

“You know I’m going to seduce you, don’t you, Tom? Lois sent us in here as a present for each other. What do you think of that? Answer both questions, Tom.”

Her fingers were working their way down the front of his shirt slowly. She stopped after the third one, and looked up at his face.

“Yes, I know you’re going to seduce me,” he said, a small smile on his lips. “And I like it.”

“Good,” she nodded, going back to opening the buttons on his shirt. “Do you know why she wants you to make love with me?”

He gasped softly, and she put her hand on his hip to steady him.

“Do you, Tom?” she ask again, looking up at him.

He shook his head.

“Words, Tom. Use your mouth, and talk. And say my name.”

“Be… because she wants us to have a good time together. Tracy.”

“Not bad, but say my name again.”

“Tracy. I think, she wants us to have good time together, Tracy.”

Her hands started working on his belt.

“I’m going to open your pants now, Tom. so I can get to the rest of the buttons on your shirt. Do you see how I keep using your name, Tom? I do that to help you relax.”

He nodded, but caught himself.

“I understand, Tracy. Thank you.” He paused, than added, “Are you nervous too, Tracy?”

“Yes, a little. Thank you for asking.”

She pushed his shirt open, then went back to working on his belt, She got the hasp undone, and pulled the belt free. She paused with her fingers poised to open his pants.

“You know how, in the movies, someone always says, ‘Relax, I’m not going to bite you’?”

“Yes, I’ve see… ” he gasped as she leaned forward and sank her teeth into the rippling muscles on his stomach. “Oh god, Tracy… ”

She pulled back, and started opening the clasp on his pants.

“I guess you figured out that I’m not going to say that.”

He laughed with her, then surprised her.

“Do it again, Tracy.”

She looked up at him, her fingers on the tab of his zipper.

“Where, Tom. Pick a spot, and show me where you want me to bite you.”

He pulled his shirt aside, bending his knees slightly, and turning his body toward her.

“Here.” he said, his fingers rubbing under his nipple.

“Good choice. Put your hand on the back of my head, Tom. Pull me to you.”

He brought his hand up, slipping his fingers through her hair. He played with her silky tresses for a moment, then drew her forward, meeting her halfway.

“Are you wearing underwear, Tom?” she asked just before her lips touched his nipple.

“No, I’m not. I usually don’t at school.”

Her lips closed around his nipple, and she used them to chew on it lightly. Her tongue swirled around it, and he moaned, pulling her harder against him. Her finger had his zipper half way down, and she stopped as his pants sagged around his hips.

“Bite it, Tracy. You’re suppose to be biting it.” he groaned.

She looked up at him. his eyes were closed, and he was breathing heavily through his nose. His fingers tightened in her hair as he pressed his nipple harder against her mouth.

She took the tiny nugget between her teeth, biting on it gently. He jerked against her, and his other hand came up to rest on her shoulder. She realized that he was really enjoying what she was doing to him, so she sucked more of his tit into her mouth, and bit down a little harder.

He started to shake, and was pulling her head against him, so she kept biting down on the tender flesh of his tit bud. When she was afraid to bite any harder for fear of breaking skin, she pulled back, stretching his nipple away from his body. Shaking her head like a dog, she tugged it back and forth between her teeth.

She dropped one hand between his legs, sliding it slowly up his thigh till she felt his cock under her hand. She groaned into his nipple as she felt how hard it was. She forgot herself for a moment and bit down, forcing a long, loud moan from him. His cock throbbed powerfully under her fingers. She pulled her hand away quickly, not wanting to make him cum in his pants. She loosened her grip on his nipple at the same time.

Pulling back, she inspected his nipple, making sure she hadn’t bitten into it, then she looked up at Tom’s face.

He still had his eyes closed, and he was breathing heavily. He had relaxed his grip on her head, but still had his hand clamped to her shoulder tightly. She turned her head, leaning down to kiss him softly on the back of his hand. When she looked up at his face again, his eyes were open, and he was looking back at her.

“Someone’s done that to you before.” she said.

He just looked at her.

“Will you tell me who?”

He kept looking at her, so she looked back down and started opening his pant again.

“Tim. My brother, Tim.”

She stopped working on his zipper, and pulled back it up a little bit.

She nodded and looked up at him. “Okay.”

She kissed his stomach, running her tongue into his belly button, she stopped when he took her face between his hands and turned her face up toward him.

“Aren’t you going to ask me anything else?”

“Not about that. You’ll tell me when you want me to know.” She looked at him thoughtfully. “Let’s go back to my original question. But kick your shoes off first and get up on the bed with me.”

Pushing him away, she slid up onto the bed and stretched out. She patted a spot next to her. She watched as he kicked off his shoes, and started to open his pants.

“No, I want to do that. I like unwrapping my presents myself.” she said with a smile.

He pulled his shirt out of his pant, but left it on as he climbed up next to her.

She squirmed down a little so she could lay her head on his stomach, her hands folded under her chin.

“Tell me why Lois wants us to make love together. Besides having fun.”

He thought for a minute, then shook his head. “I don’t know.” he paused, then added, “Will you tell me?

“Honest is good. Keep that up, women like it. And yeah, I’ll give you my answer if you can’t think of it.” she kissed his tummy, then looked up at him.

“While you’re thinking about that, I have some more questions. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

“Okay. What’s the first one?”

“Before yesterday, had you ever had sex with a woman or a girl?”

“No,” he said, shaking his head. She could feel him tensing up as he anticipated the next question.

“Did you feel me touching your dick while I was biting your nipple?”

“What? When… wait, gimme a sec, here.” He looked down at her. “Can we move around a little bit? I want to sit up like you were when I came in.”

She raised up off him, letting him move up on the bed so he was resting against the pile of pillows. She shook her head when he patted the place next to him. She crawled up, stretching out beside him once he got settled, resting her hands and her head on his stomach again.

“You don’t want me to hold you? I thought women like to be held.” he said quietly, trying to change the subject.

“We like to be held, or at least I do.” she paused for a moment, letting him stew. “I just want to look at you. I like looking at you.”

“But aren’t we going to… ”

“We are, and we have been. But you haven’t answered my last question.”

“N… no, I didn’t, or at least I didn’t notice it. When did you do it?”

“When I was biting your nipple, right near the end when I was biting it really hard, and pulling it away from your body.” she stopped, letting him absorb that. “I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it a few times, but it was throbbing so hard I though you might come in your pants. So I stopped.”

He was nodding, looking somewhere inside himself.

“Do you have any questions for me?”

“Not yet. Only the one I haven’t figured out yet. And you’re telling me alot about yourself with the questions you’re asking. And not asking.”

He held out his hand, and she gave him one of hers, but kept her steady gaze on his face.

“It’s not just sex is part of the answer. I expected to just start fucking when I saw you laying in the bed. If I had come in here and just taken off my clothes and got up on the bed, you would have fucked me, wouldn’t you?”

She nodded, smiling at him again.

“Did you see that I needed you to make love to my mind, before you had sex with me?”

She shook her head. “You did that. Your body was screaming be gentle with me. It’s okay, I like this, and I like you now. and when we get to the sex, it’s gonna be better for me. And you too I hope.”

She sighed, a wry smile on her lips now. “I know what sex with Lois is like. I’ve watched her having sex, and I had sex with, and made love with her. You can do both with the same person, you know.”

“Will you tell me the rest of it? Or what you think it is? I guess I’ll have to get the rest of it from her.”

“She’ll tell you it was because she wanted to fuck your brother. But that’s not all of it for her. From what I know, you pushed passed some barriers yesterday, and felt good about yourself when you left. How did you feel when you got up this morning?”

She turn and rolled over on her back, and laid her head on his stomach again, her body stretched out across the bed. Reaching up she pulled his hand down and put it on her breast. “Play with my titties. I want to feel you touching me.”

She pushed her bra down, and his hand closed over her tit. He molded and squeezed it gently, then moved over to the other one.

“I felt pretty good. I jerked off in the shower fantasizing about her sucking my dick. God that felt so good. Lois really knows what she doing.”

“That’s the way you’re supposed to feel.” She rolled her head to one side, and looked at him. “Do you want to have sex with me now?”

“No, or at least, not yet. I’m not through making love with you yet.”

“Oh my! How old are you? Don’t answer that. I don’t want to know.”

Taking his hand off her tit, she rolled over and got up on her knees. She moved over next to him, and rested her hand on his stomach.

“Well, in that case, do you mind if I finish unwrapping my present? Yours, you’ll notice, came in an easy access package.”

“And I like the package too. It’s a total package. I’d like to get my… never mind. But will you do me a favor?”

“Depends on what it is.” she said as she dragged her hand down slowly over his stomach, down through the crisp curls of his cock bush, not stopping till her fingers were on the tab of his zipper again. She dragged it down slowly, one tooth at a time. “What’s the favor?”

“When we start having sex, will you teach me how to make love to you?”

“Of course silly! But you’re going to have to pay attention to what I’m telling you. Keep in mind, that my whole body will be talking to you. It not all just words, Tom.”

The zipper had reached the bottom, and she spread the flaps on his slacks, and started to ease them down. He lifted his hips to help her, and kicked his feet as she pushed them down his legs, and off his feet. She took his socks off, pushing his clothes off the end of the bed, before she moved her eyes back up to his crotch.

“Nice,” she said crawling next to him and wrapping her hand around his cock, stroking it lazily. “Go ahead and ask me the question.”

He shook his head, grinning. “No, just go ahead and tell me the answer. I already know it’s not what I want to hear.”

“Okay, I’ve seen bigger. But this is one nice dick you got here, Tom. Let’s see… one… two… three.”

She stacked her hands one on top of the other, then moved the bottom hand around to the top. More than half the head protruded from her fingers.

“Three hands and most of the head still sticks out? That’s a good ten inches, easy. Is Tim packing the same kind of meat?”

“He’s about the same size. But he claims his is bigger. He has more foreskin than I do.”

“Who’s the top?” she asked casually.

“We switch. We’ve been fooling around since we were kids.” He looked down at her. “We don’t fuck. We just suck each other, and play. We both know what the other likes. Will you come up here for a minute?”

“Sure. Next to or on?”

“You pick. I haven’t kissed you yet. and I really want to.”

“Definitely on top then.” she said, throwing a leg over his waist, then crawling up onto him on her hands and knees. She stretched out on top of him, snuggling close, then raised her head and looked at him.

“I’m having a good time. How about you?”

“Truth? Lois made me… no, I came six times with Lois yesterday, she didn’t make me cum. Well, maybe a couple times. But I’ve had as good, if not better time in the short time we’ve been making love together, than any one of those by itself.”

“Six? Wow, I’m impressed! But what you’re saying sounds about right. Now about this kissing thing. I like a lot of tongue, giving and receiving. I like it hot, sloppy and wet. Soft, tender and passionate too. You just have to pay attention to what I respond to. And do you mind if I jill off on your dick while we suck face? I love doing that!”

“As long as you don’t mind me jacking off with your pussy while we kiss. Just out of idle curiosity, where did you learn a trick like that?”

She looked at him for a moment, her eyes shining, a crooked smile on her lips. She hugged him as she pressed her pussy down onto his cock, and her hips started working up and down, grinding her cunt slit over his cockshaft. She was breathing heavily and her ass started humping harder against him.

“Hold onto my ass, Tom. Squeeze my ass! Yeah! Dig your fingers in and pulled me down on your dick. No! Wait!” She slid one hand between them, getting her fingers under his throbbing cockshaft. “Sssshhhhh, lay still, Tom, let me do it. Let me make it good for both of us… ”

“Mmmmmmm, your pussy is so hot, Tracy! it feels like its gonna burn my cock! Oh shit, what a… are you doing? Nunh! God… do that some more! Please!”

Raising her hips a little, she pressed his cockshaft into her cunt mound. Her pussy was drooling heavily, and she pasted a rich layer of cream along the length of his cock as she slid up and down over it.

“How’s that feel, Tommy? Does it feel as good to you as it does to me?” she purred in his ear. “Do you like the way your big dick feels sliding up and down through my hot… wet… cunt!” She growled the last word in his ear. She was humping her clit onto his cockknob, and she was starting to cum already. “I’m gonna cum on your big fucking cock, Tommy! Oh god! It feels so good!”

“Oh it does, Tracy! It feels so good!”

She was jerking and writhing frantically on top of him, and she lost her grip on his cock. She still had it trapped between her fingers and her cunt slit, but couldn’t find the tender bud of her clit with his cockhead again. She started stroking up and down over him again, working her hips back and forth, making his meaty shaft slosh all around in her sloppy wet slit.

Her orgasm had come up so quickly that it caught her by surprised. She couldn’t do anything but surrender to it, Tom held onto her ass as she rode him feverishly, terrified that she’d slide off and take the wonderful sensation away from him.

“Oh god, baby! I’m cumming so good. Mom’s cumming so good on her baby’s big cock! Cum with me, Kyle! Shoot your hot cum all over me, baby! Give it to mmmeeeee!!!”

Tom had been holding her hips, but as she started writhing and panting more frantically, he moved his arms up around her back, hugging her tight to him. His tiny nipples poked against her as they slid over each other on a sheen of sweat.

When he heard her say her son’s name, urging him to cum with her, his own throbbing cock twitched, and he spurted hot cum all over her juicing pussy slit. Hugging her tighter, he plowed his cockshaft through her pussy slit, the pulsing knob sliding up out of her gooey cunt slice, and up between their bodies. Hot spunk sprayed out between them, soaking their bellies, mixing with the sweat already covering them.

He jerked his hips back as she raised up, and as them both moved, his cockhead pressed against the tight ring of her cunt hole, He squirted hot, sticky cum right onto her pussy, and she screamed in his ear.

Her head came flying up, and she stared glassy eyed into his eyes. “Tell me!” she grunted, wrapping her hand around his spasming cockstalk. Tell me you want to cum in my hot tight pussy! Tell me you want to fuck me, Kyle!”

“I want it Mama! Please! Let me put my cock in yo… Oh my god, Mama!”

Tracy slammed her cunt down over his cockhead, sucking it into her cumming pussy. Pounding her hips up and down feverishly, she slid her wet, sucking cunt hole over the top of his cock. She collapsed on him, hugging and kissing him finally as his hips flung his cock in and out of her wildly.

“Mama!” he wailed. “So good, Mama! I always knew it would be!”

His hips were jerking out of control as he spiraled through the most intense orgasm of his life. He clamped his hands on her ass, jerking her down as he slammed his hips upward. His cock plunged in to the balls in her tight, clasping cunt hole, and he froze, his arched hips holding them both off the bed, then fell heavily, making her grunt as his cockhead punched full force into the mouth of her womb.

Tracy felt like her head was going to explode as raucous spasms seized her body. She lay on top of him, just letting her body do whatever it wanted as she tried to absorb the pounding waves of sensation as they crashed over her.

Tom was laying under her, his legs weak and numb, his arms still clenched around her tightly. He basked in the searing heat of her pussy, unable to believe that he’d finally done it.

“I love you so much Mama. I’ve wanted this for so long… you can’t know! You… please just hold me Mama!”

Tracy was coming down, listening to his plaintive cries. He had hinted, but was now confirming where his interest lie.

“Ssssshhhh, Tommy. Mama loves her big boy.” she cooed in his ear as she kissed his neck, his cheek, then his shoulder. “Just hold me Tommy. Mama feels so good in your arms.

“But its not real, Tracy.” he whispered. “I want it so bad, but she’ll never let it happen.”

“Sssshhhh, Tommy. Listen to me. It took me a long time to see what I had in front of me. And you’re right, some people never see it.” She raised up off him, sliding her arms under him and hugging him as she lay her head on his chest. “You asked my who taught me what we just did, so I’m going to tell you. My son. Three days ago.”

She felt his head come up, and she raised up, looking at him.

“It’s true. It was an accident, but it turned out that we both wanted it. I know your mom, Tommy. There’s something in there, a spark that I feel inside myself. Lois feels that same spark in her. Would you believe that before this week, besides masturbating, I hadn’t had sex in almost two years? I think Lois had gone at least a year. If you had come by last week, she would have closed the door in your face, and we wouldn’t be here.”

“Wow,” Tom whispered. “Do you think I have a chance?”

“I really don’t know, sweetie. I won’t lie to you. But can I try to help? I have an idea that might work for all of us.”

“What’s that?”

“The truth. She lives by scripture, and the truth is at the core of that right? Me and Lois think we should tell her about what we do with our boys. And what we’ve done with you and Tim. Then you be the loving attentive son, and show off this hot body every chance you get.”

“I don’t think that would work. She’d go to the preacher, and you’d be run out of town.”

“We thought of that. and it might be worth it. But there’s always plan B.”

“Plan B?”

“We get her drunk and seduce her, like Lois did with you and Tim.”

Chapter 3

Scene Nine-Tracy, Lois and Susan

Lois and Tracy were sitting in Lois’s kitchen talking as they sipped their coffee. They were discussing the Wilson twins, and wondering how they were going to get their mother Susan involved in their budding incest circle, so her son’s could fuck her, as they both appeared eager to do. The main hurdle they knew, was Susan’s extreme devotion to her faith.

They were interrupted by the doorbell. Lois went to answer it and Tracy followed, stopping in the doorway, sipping her coffee. Lois opened the front door, almost gasping when she saw Susan Wilson standing there.

Susan was a tall, statuesque blonde, standing five-ten in her bare feet. She was wearing a pair of stylish, but sensible low heels today, that made her almost a head taller than Lois. It was hard for the girls to gauge her figure, because she was wearing a loose, long sleeved blouse, and a lightweight skirt that fell below her knees. Her clothes seemed to be chosen to conceal her body from the world.

“Susan! W… what a pleasant surprise!” she said, looking up at her. “What can I do for you today?”

“Well, Mrs. Parker, my boys have been spending quite a bit of time over here the last couple of days.” she said coolly, looking Lois over slowly. “And to be honest, you never struck me as the religious type. I don’t mean to offend you, but I’d like to know what’s going on. May I come in?”

“Yes, of course!” Lois said, stepping aside and waving her in into the house. “You know my friend Tracy, don’t you?”

Tracy raised her cup, smiling at the other woman. As soon as she’d heard Lois greet Susan, she’d decided that she was going to stick around, and see what was going to develop.

“Harris, Tracy Harris isn’t it?” Susan said neutrally. “Your boy, Kyle I think it is, plays football for Big State?”

“Yes, he does. He’s going to be starting in tomorrow’s game as a matter of fact.”

“You must be so proud.”

Tracy was tempted to go over and smack the snooty bitch, but managed to restrain herself. Lois felt the tension growing between the two women, and tried to head it off.

“Won’t you sit down, Susan,” she said brightly. “Tracy and I were just having coffee. Would you like a cup?”

“No, I don’t use stimulants.” she said. “But the boys mentioned that you made the most delicious punch! If it wouldn’t be too much trouble… ” she gave Lois a look that frightened the smaller woman.

“Of course!” Lois said, taking a step back, and glancing over at Tracy. “It only takes a minute. Have a seat. I’ll be right back.”

She walked into the kitchen, grabbing Tracy’s arm as she went by. When they were out of sight, she exhaled sharply, then took in several deep breaths, trying to calm herself.

“Fuck! She knows something!” she said quietly, pacing back and forth. “What should I do, Tracy?”

“Make the punch. And put enough tequila in it so she’ll be able to taste it.” Tracy said, glancing back toward the living room.

“What? Are you crazy?”

“No, I think we misread her.” Tracy said slowly. “I watched her while you were talking at the door. She was checking you out. That outfit you have on doesn’t leave anything to the imagination, sweetie. And I don’t mean… Lois, she was looking at your body. She wasn’t judging you.”

“Are you sure? If you’re wro… ”

“I’m not.” She said, walking over and picking up the pitcher out of the drain board. She brought it over to the table, and looked at Lois. “Make your punch. I think this might be an interesting afternoon. Either that, or we get drunk, and she kicks our asses.”

Lois peeked around the corner into the living room. Susan was sitting quietly on the couch, flipping through a magazine.

“She looks like she could do it too.” Lois said, then opened a cabinet and started pulling out bottles, handing them to Tracy. “I sure hope you’re right.”

“Relax, we don’t know anything. Let’s see what she wants, then go from there.”

“Okay… ”

She made the margaritas quickly, tasting it several times as she added ingredients. Tracy took a taste, then picked up the tequila bottle, and emptied it into the pitcher. She gave it stir, then tasted it again, nodding.

“Good, you can really taste the tequila. Get some chips or something, and let’s get back in there.”

“There’s crackers, top shelf in that cabinet. Get them while I get some cheese or something.” Lois said as she went over to the fridge.

The girls walked back into the living room a few minutes later, Lois carrying the pitcher, Tracy following, with a tray of crackers and cheeses, and three glasses.

“Here we are, Susan.” Lois said lightly. “I’m sorry it took so long. I decided to bring some snacks too.” She poured Susan a glass of punch, then poured one for herself and Tracy before she sat the pitcher down. “Do you mind if Tracy stays, Susan? Or did you want to speak to me privately.”

“Oh no. May I call you Tracy, dear?” she asked, glancing over at her, then continued when Tracy smiled and nodded. “It would be lovely if Tracy stayed with us.” She paused, looking back at Lois. “No dear, this is purely a social call. Is there something I should be concerned about?”

Susan took a sip of her punch, surprising Tracy when she didn’t react at all to the strong taste of the tequila. She took another big drink, then another. Emptying her glass, she smiled at Lois.

“No, not that I can think of.” Lois said casually. “It’s just that you’ve never visited me before, and… ”

“May, I?” Susan interrupted, reaching for the pitcher. “It’s been so long since I’ve had tequila. And I have to admit, I have missed it.”

Lois looked at Tracy, then back at Susan.

“Excuse me?”

“The tequila. Is that the secret ingredient in your special punch?” she smiled comfortably as she filled her glass, and sat back on the couch. “Tell me, did you make them this strong for Timmy and Tommy? And please girls, drink up! You’re not going to make me sit here and get drunk by myself are you?”

“What do you want, Susan?” Lois asked, looking at her closely.

“Want? I want you to take a drink of your margarita, Lois. I’d like us to have a nice buzz on before you tell me what’s been happening over here with my boys.” She paused, leaning forward. “But one thing I’d like to know now if you’ll tell me. How were they? Were they any good?”

“H… how did you know?”

Susan laughed and took a long sip of her drink. “You sent them home drunk the first time they visited you. And Tommy was positively glowing yesterday when he said they were coming back here again for more bible study. It was pretty obvious.”

Lois started to say something, but Susan cut her off.

“I’ve been waiting for one of the local housewives to break them in. It was only a matter of time, the way the women are around here.” she paused, giving Lois an admiring glance. “I never expected anyone to take them on together. Bravo, dear. Bravo!”

“Why didn’t you do it yourself?” Tracy asked quietly.

“Oh, I couldn’t do… ”

“Why not? We did.” Tracy told her, standing up and going over to sit on the other side of her. “Lois’s son Phil is the best fuck I’ve had. My Kyle has a nice big dick, but he… Well, what do you think Lois?”

“I love my Phil, and he’s got that big beautiful dick,” she giggled, “I seem to just, I don’t know, click with Kyle! We seem to bring something out in each other!”

Tracy took Susan’s glass from her, smiling at the stunned woman. Reaching up, she ran the back of her fingers across her cheek. Susan closed her eyes, sighing softly.

“You came over here to get fucked, didn’t you Susan? Don’t deny it, I saw it as soon as I saw you scoping out Lois at the door.”

“B… but I thought… ” Lois sputtered.

“It’s all just an act. She’s been playing some kind of game, or role, all this time.” she said to Lois. She looked back at Susan, cupping her fingers under her chin and drawing her closer. “I don’t believe you wanted to live like that all that time. Maybe you’ve been punishing yourself for something? Something in your past?”

Susan nodded. Her face was less then an inch from Tracy’s. She licked her lips as she stared unflinchingly into her eyes.

“Aren’t you going to kiss me, Susan? Or are you waiting for me to kiss you?” Tracy asked softly. “That’s it isn’t it? You need me to initiate it, or you need permission. Ask me, Susan. Ask me to kiss you.”

“Please!” Susan gasped, then sighed happily as Tracy lips pressed to hers. Opening her mouth, she slithered her tongue into Tracy’s mouth, kissing her hungrily. The kiss only lasted a moment, then Susan pulled away.

“Thank you,” she said, looking at Tracy, then glancing at Lois. She picked up her glass and took a sip, then another, and sat it back on the table.

“But, why all the pretense and show?” Lois asked. “I’m sorry for being slow, but I don’t understand.”

Susan nodded. “I can see how you’d be confused. And I’ll tell you all about it later.” She looked at back and forth between them. “I will tell you, I made a promise to the boy’s father, just before he died. That was when the boys were still very young, not quite seven.”

“What was the promise, Susan?” Tracy asked. “Can you tell us?”

“That I would be chaste and pure until the boys were grown. And that I’d raise them to be good, honest men. I’ve fulfilled that promise. It was easier to do that with the mask of religion. Men rarely approach me like they used too.” She looked at Tracy with a pleading look in her eyes. “But now it’s time to live for me again. Oh please, it’s been so long since… ”

“Stand up Susan,” Tracy said.

Susan stood up quickly, turning to face Tracy, knowing what was coming.

“Lift your skirt. Slowly… take your time.” Tracy said, leaning back on the couch. “Wait. Lois, help me move the coffee table out. Let’s give Susan some room.”

They got up, and pulled the coffee table out several feet. Susan waited quietly, her hands folded in front of her.

Lois and Tracy got settled again, and Tracy nodded at Susan. “Continue, Susan. Lift up your skirt.”

Susan took two steps back, then grasped the material of her skirt in her fingers, and started pulling it up slowly, showing her dimpled knees, then a smooth expanse of white skin as her thighs came into view. She gathered the material in her hands as the hem of her skirt crept higher and higher.

Tracy leaned over and whispered in Lois’s ear, her eyes never leaving Susan as she drew her skirt up over her legs. Lois gave Tracy a questioning look, but Tracy didn’t see it. Her attention was riveted on Susan.

“You asked what I thought of your boys, Susan.” Lois said as she watch her raise her skirt. “They were both cherry when I fucked them. They got drunk pretty fast, so I pretended to spill my drink on myself, and went and changed into my slutty librarian outfit. It was easy after that. I made them eat my pussy, then I sucked Tim’s cock while Tom ate me till I came. I fucked Tom first because he was handy, and sucked Tim off while I rode Tom’s cock.”

She paused, looking Susan in the eyes. “Do you want to hear more Susan? Or would you like to wait till after we make you cum?”

Susan gasped, and her breathing got heavier. She stared at Lois. “I… I’ll wait till… Oh god if you tell me more, I’ll cum before you even touch me!”

She looked down, and kept pulling up her skirt, the material gathering in her fingers almost filled them. Her skirt was just below her pussy now, and she paused, waiting.

Tracy and Lois both leaned forward, looks of eager expectation on their faces.

“They’ve both got nice big dicks, ten inchers at least.” Lois continued. “Tom took to pussy like a duck out of water, but you really did a job on Tim. I had to push him every step of the way. He enjoyed himself once I got him drunk enough, but you’ve got your work cut out with him.”

Susan drew her skirt up, tantalizingly slow, a millimeter at a time. She knew she had her audience enthralled. The bottom of her pussy came into view, and both women gasped when they saw that she wasn’t wearing panties.

“You were right,” Lois said softly. “She came over here ready to get fucked.” she looked up at Susan. “What made you think I’d fuck you, Susan? I’d never done it with a woman till recently.”

“I would have made you want me, Lois” she said confidently, pulling her skirt higher.

Her pussy mound was neatly trimmed, much to Tracy’s surprise and delight, she’d been expecting a jungle of pussy hair. The hair on top was shaped into a neat vee, and the hairs fringing her pussylips were cropped very close. It was an absolutely beautiful pussy.

Tracy stood up, and stepped behind Susan. “Lois, help Susan with her blouse. I’ll help her with her skirt.”

Susan held her skirt up around her hips as Tracy stood behind her. She didn’t move when Tracy opened the snap, and pulled the zipper down, then pushed it down over her hips. Her skirt fell to the floor, and Susan lifted one foot out of it, then lifted her other foot, and kicked it off to the side. She didn’t move out of her position standing in front of the two other women.

“Are you naturally submissive, Susan?” Tracy asked her quietly.

Susan looked over her shoulder at her and grinned. “Oh god, no! I’m just out of practice. And to be honest, I’m enjoying you bossing me around. You should check you know. Just to make sure I’m not lying.”

Lois had opened all the buttons on Susan’s blouse and her breath caught in her throat as she pushed it open. “Oh my god!” she said softly. “Why are you hiding these beautiful titties in this awful harness, Susan?”

She stepped behind her, pulled her blouse off her shoulders and down her arms, revealing Susan’s heavy, uncomfortable looking bra. She opened the hooks on her bra, pushing the straps off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Coming back around in front of her, she lifted Susan’s huge tits in her hands, bouncing them up and down, as if weighing them.

“How big are these puppies?” she giggled, looking up at Susan’s face. “Tracy, come look at these things. I mean, they’re fucking amazing!”

Tracy came around, her eyes going wide as she took in the bountiful breast meat adorning Susan’s chest. She looked the other woman up and down, whistling softly as she admired her body. She had broad shoulders, and her huge tits hung well on her chest. Her tummy was gently rounded, her hips full and lush. Supporting her upper body, her thighs were full, and well rounded, tapering down into muscular calves. She had an even layer of body fat covering her that flattered her, and went naturally with her height.

Whipping her shirt over her head, Tracy popped the front clasp on her bra freeing her own full, round tits. Her hands moved under the other woman’s huge tits, lifting them, and rubbing the nipples against her own as she leaned forward into her.

“How big are they, Susan?” she asked, looking her in the eyes. “Thirty-eight’s? And at least a DD-cup?”

“Thirty-six F’s. I don’t look that broad do I? Damn, I thought I was keeping my weight down!”

Tracy looked at Lois, a shit eating grin on her face. “You better be careful, sweetie! You turn Phil loose on her with a bottle of oil, and we won’t see him for weeks!” she laughed.

“Wow!” Lois panted, pushing Tracy out of the way. She wrapped her hands around Susan’s huge tits, and buried her face in them, rubbing it back and forth, making booga, booga, booga noises. “Lay down on the floor, Susan. Tracy, you can have the fur burger. I wanna play with these watermelons! They make my little A-cups look like pimples!”

As Susan stretched out on the floor, Lois pulled her tanktop over her head, tossing it aside, followed quickly by her sports bra. Pushing her running shorts and panties down over her hips, she wiggled them down her legs and kicked them to the side. She dropped down beside Susan, kneeling next to her. Her hands wrapped around the fleshy mounds again, and she squeezed and molded them like a kid with a new toy.

Susan moan, arching her back, pushing her tits up at her hands. “I like your titties Lois,” she purred, “They’re so firm and round! And I bet you don’t have to wear a bra all the time. And no hair on your pussy! It makes you look like a teenager! I bet my boys went wild over you!”

“You got that right girlfriend! That Tom! Oh my god, can he eat pussy! And he loves it to! If there wasn’t a dick in my pussy, his mouth was on it. A couple of times, Tim was doing me doggie, and Tom was under me, licking my clit and sucking my cunt at the same time!” She didn’t tell Susan that he would suck on his brother’s balls too, and that Tim would pull out every so often, and stick his cock in his mouth for a few strokes, then slam it back in her pussy.

Tracy had stripped while Lois was playing with Susan’s tits, and was about to move between her legs when an amusing thought hit her. She wanted to try Phil’s little trick from their get together.

“I’ll be right back, I want to get something from the kitchen.” she said.

Lois ignored her, if she even heard her at all, Susan smiled, nodding.

“Move around over me, Lois.” Susan said eagerly, “Let me suck your pretty little titties while you play with my whoppers. It’s been so long since I’ve let anyone play with them!”

Lois scampered around, bringing her upper body over Susan’s face, her perky little nipples standing out stiffly. She moaned as Susan sucked one nipple into her mouth, and felt her moan into her titty when she locked her lips over a palm size areole, and started sucking eagerly. They feasted on each others tits, both enjoying the contrast with her own.

Tracy came back from the kitchen carrying a small plate with a smattering of jellies, slices of fruit, and a couple of ice cubes. She grinned when she saw her friends writhing together on the floor. She dropped down between Susan’s legs, pleased to see that they were already spread wide, knees raised, with her feet comfortably planted on the floor. Stretching out between them, she dipped her finger in one of the puddles on the plate, sniffed it to see what it was, then spread it slowly over Susan’s coral colored inner cuntlips.

Susan shivered, and pushed Lois off her for a moment so she could look between her legs. She saw Tracy wiping her finger over her pussylips, then slip the finger in to her mouth and lick it clean. Pulling the smaller woman back down on her, she started sucking her tits again, and wiggled one arm up between her legs, running her fingertips over the smooth shaved lips of her pussy.

“I love your little shaved pussy, honey.” she mumbled into Lois’s tits. “I might do mine like that.”

“Don’t, this suits you.” Tracy said, dipping her face into Susan’s lightly furred cunt slit, her tongue dragging up the length of it, lapping up the jelly she’d smeared on it. “Mmmmmmm, apple goes with your juices, sweetie. Both are warm and sweet on the tongue.” She dipped her finger in another sauce, and spread it around over her pussy again. “The hair frames your pussy nicely, and it’s short enough that it doesn’t get in the way when I eat you. We can try different shapes on the bush if you want, but I like the fur around the burger!”

Susan laughed into Lois’s tit’s, her fingers sliding lazily around in her dripping cunt slit, she ran her fingers over her clit, and Lois jerked, and small spurt of girl cum coating Susan’s fingers.

“God lord, Lois! Your pussy is positively dripping!” Susan moaned, taking one of her nipples between her teeth, nibbling on it lightly. “Turn around, and sit on my face! I want to taste you!”

“Oh goodie!” Lois cried, pulling her head up, and slapping Susan’s tits from side to side, making them shimmy and shaky on her chest. “Fuck! That is so kewl!” she grinned, as she watched, then looked down at Tracy. She twisted around quickly and crawled up over Susan, planting a knee on either side of her head, bringing her juicy little cunt right down onto her mouth.

Susan’s mouth opened as Lois’s sopping wet cunt slit descended on it, her tongue sticking out, waggling around to brush and stroke over the puffy pink lips eagerly. Lois held herself up over Susan’s face, moving her hips in slow circles, teasing herself by just letting her tongue make the lightest of touches on her cunt meat. Susan whined, and grabbed her asscheeks, dragging her down onto her mouth.

“Oooooohhhh! Aren’t you the eager one!” Lois giggled. She ground her cunt down onto her mouth, then slid the dripping, hairless slit all over her face.

Susan gripped her ass tightly with her fingers, and plastered her mouth to the sloppy wet slit, jamming her tongue between the swollen inner lips, sluicing it up and down the length of it. Lois reached between her legs, spreading her pussylips with her fingers, her other hand coming down to rub on her clit.

“Stick your tongue up my cunt hole, honey! Fuck my tight little pussy with your tongue!” She humped her pussy up and down over her face, then sat lightly on Susan’s open mouth, groaning as she felt the other woman’s nimble tongue worming its way up inside her. “Oh fuck! That’s it Susan! Get that fucking tongue in my cunt. Suck it, suck me while you tongue fuck me!”

Tracy opened Susan’s pussylips with her fingers, and eased half the banana she’s taken from the plate into her pussy hole. Then, pressing her mouth around the fruit stuffed opening, she sucked it out slowly, nibbled a bit off of it, and pushed it back in with her tongue. She repeated the process over and over, making Susan squirm, her hips arching up at her face as she tried to get more of the firm fruit into her, not realizing that it was shrinking by the stroke.

Susan thought the slight penetration by the small cock like object was both maddening and delightful. Tracy was lashing her tongue around the fur fringed slit of her pussy as she slipped it in and out of her, bringing her up to, then keeping her on the edge of cumming, but not letting her go over into that orgasmic abyss she craved. She held onto Lois’s tight little ass, wriggling her tongue up into her spasming cunt chute, sucking and slurping up all the tasty girl cum as it poured from her quivering quim.

Lois was grinding her clit feverishly under her fingertips. They were trapped between her and Susan, and she was using Susan’s forehead to keep up a constant pressure on the sensitive nubbin. All she had to do was rock back and forth, side to side, or raise her upper body slightly, and her clit slid across her fingers, and her pussy slit glided across Susan’s wildly whipping tongue. She was gasping, in full launch mode, ready to rocket into a cunt clenching climax at any moment.

Tracy was watching Susan eat Lois eagerly as she let the last of the banana roll into her mouth. She chewed it slowly, then swallowed it, and put her tongue back into her clasping cunt slice. She sucked at her fleshy pussylips, nibbling on them softly with her lips, just teasing her. Easing two fingers up under her mouth, she wet them by twisting them backing and forth lengthwise in her dripping cunt crease, soaking them with Susan’s pussy juice, and her own spit.

Susan moaned into Lois sloppy wet cunt slit as she felt Tracy working the tips of her fingers around the opening of her pussy mouth, then groaned happily as she felt them press slowly up inside her. Her tongue went into overdrive as she arched her cunt mound up at Tracy’s darting digits, wriggling her hips down to try and get them in deeper.

Tracy eased her fingers into Susan’s spasming pussy hole, stopping when she got them in to the second knuckle. Susan squeezed her cunt muscles around the probing digits, flexing them rhythmically. Tracy twisted her fingers back and forth slowly, then rolled them over, so the pads of her fingertips were pressing against the roof of her pussy tunnel. She swept them slowly over the slippery inner flesh, searching for the G-spot, stopping and centering her probing digits on as she felt it start to pulse and swell under her fingertips.

Susan grunted into Lois’s pussy, and her tongue stabbed deep inside, then darted in and out rapidly as Lois bounced up and down on her face, twisting her clit between her fingers as she rode Susan’s nimble labia happily. Susan arched her hips up, her spasming cunt hole clenching around Tracy’s fingers

“Mmmmmmm, you like that.” Tracy whispered into her pussy as she started tapping her fingers lightly against her G-spot, then switched to rubbing them around in small circles on the edges of the tender gland. Dragging her tongue slowly up the length of Susan’s cunt slit, Tracy started slapping her clit lightly with the tip of her tongue, swishing underneath, then flicking up and down rapidly, never doing any one thing long enough to let Susan get over the edge.

Susan pushed Lois off her face, making her whine, and raised up on her elbows, staring wild eyed down at Tracy.

“Please, Tracy! I’m so cl… close! She panted as she humped her pussy down at Tracy’s teasing fingers. Wh… whatever yo… you’re doing wi… with you fi… ” Her head rocked back as she lifted her ass off the floor and began rocking her hips down onto Tracy’s stiff fingers. “Oooooohhhh, that’s not it! what are you doing to me, Tracy?” She cried. “Please, let me cum! It’s so good, I just want to cum. Please?”

“Do it, Tracy! Make her cum!” Lois said as she straddled Susan’s body, plastering her mouth on one stiff nipple, sucking and biting at it eagerly. She made me cum soooooo good. Fair is fair. Make her cum, cuz I wanna fuck her next!”

Kyle came in the back door of Lois’s house, he had knocked but no one had answered. He stepped into the kitchen, noticing the empty tequila bottle on the table. He grinned, and stepped over to the doorway to the living room.

He stopped when he saw his mother standing in front of the couch, her legs spread, knees slightly bent, her fingers buried in her pussy. She was watching something on the couch, but he couldn’t see what. He started into the room, and his mother looked up, her eyes going wide. She shook her head, indicating he should stop, then she came over and pulled him back into the kitchen.

“Take your clothes off, sweetie. But be quiet.” she said softly. “Oh fuck, this is going to be perfect!” She pulled his T-shirt over his head, then stepped back as he pushed his shorts and jockstrap down, then kicked off his shoes.

She reached down, wrapping her fingers around his cock, and started stroking it lightly. “You know Susan Wilson, don’t you? The holy roller with the twin swimmers?”

He nodded, and before he could say anything, his mother started talking again.

“Well, she’s not really a roller after all. We don’t have all the details yet, so don’t ask.” She looked down at his cock, seeing that it was stiffening nicely, and she started stroking it harder. “Lois is in there right now, fisting the shit out of her. We’ve been fucking her all morning. Oh my god, is she a wild one!”

“Lemme at her!” Kyle panted.

“Slow down! Slow down!” his mother told him. “You can’t fuck her today. She has someone else she has to fuck first.” Leaning forward, she kissed him lightly. “What we’re gonna do, is go in there, and I’m going to introduce you, drop down on my knees, and suck you off. I want you to cum as fast as you can, not say a word, but make alot of noise, and cum all over my face. How’s that sound?”

“Sounds good to me, Mom!” he grinned. “Who’s she gotta fuck? I don’t get that part. I mean, if she has that hot, won’t she want some of this hot meat muscle??”

“Oh please, Kyle! Catch up!” his mother said with an exasperated sigh. “I want her to see me sucking this big cock of yours so she’ll go home, and let her twins fuck the shit out of her! They both want to pork her really bad, so now we have to make her want to do them just as much!”

“Okay, I can handle that.” he said. “We go in, you do the intros, suck my dick, I make a show of how great it is, and spoo all over your face. You got me pretty hard, there, Mom. If you keep jerking on it like that, I may cum in your hand!”

“We wouldn’t want that, now would we?” she grinned. “Okay, if you think you’re ready, let’s go!”

She turned and pulled him by his dick into the living room, walking around the end of the couch, resuming her place in front of the coffee table. She thought better of it, and had Kyle step up on to the coffee table, then knelt on it front of him on the other end. If I’m going to put on a show, she thought, I might as well make sure my audience can see it!

Turning to looked at Susan, it was all she could do not the just throw Kyle down on the coffee table and just fuck him instead. Lois had her hand buried in the other woman’s cunt, almost up to her elbow, and was pounding it in and out furiously, the fingers of her other had twisting her clit roughly. If her hands hadn’t been so small, she would have been stretching her cunt out of any usable shape. She was speaking steadily to Susan in a low voice. Tracy couldn’t hear what she was saying, but Susan was writhing and twisting on the sofa like a mad woman.

“Susan?” she said, raising her voice loud enough to be heard over the slurping, sloshing noises coming from her cunt. When Susan didn’t respond, she barked out her name.

“Susan!”

Susan’s eyes flew open, and Tracy continued in a lower voice.

“Have you met my son, Kyle?” she asked casually, holding her hand out toward him.

Susan was staring at Kyle wide eyed, and her eyes got even wider as Tracy wrapped her hand around the throbbing shaft of his cock.

“He has a beautiful cock, doesn’t he?” she asked. “It’s the most beautiful cock in the world to me. It’s the only cock in the world that came out of me, and that I can put back into me!”

She turned and looked at his cockhead on, opening her lips, and sucking it eagerly into her mouth. Bobbing her head slowly, she drooled heavily on his mouth stuffing prickknob, getting it as wet as she could. Wrapping both hands around his pulsing prick meat, she worked her warm spit into the shaft.

“Do you want to see me suck my son’s cock, Susan? You can imagine what it would be like to suck Tim and Tom’s cocks while you watch me.”

Susan made a high pitched whining noise, and her cunt chute clamped down hard around Lois’s plunging fist. Lois had her fingers straight, curled into a tight tube, and she was using the tips to tickle twitching bump of her cervix, turning her hand slowly inside her, so the bump of her thumb was grinding over her G-spot.

Tracy pulled her mouth off Kyle’s cock with a loud, slurping pop, and looked over at Susan, who was staring at her, enraptured.

“Do you want to see me suck my son’s cock, Susan? Do want to see me suck and lick his big, beautiful cock till he shoots his hot, baby making jizz down my throat?”

Susan’s head nodded up and down wildly, making her look like one of those bobble head dolls. Tracy smiled, and turned back to face Kyle. Her tongue lashed out, flicking across the swollen purple knob of his prick, making him moan and arch his hips up at her face.

“Suck my fucking cock, Mom!” he grunted harshly, forgetting he wasn’t supposed to talk. “Suck it! Or I’ll throw you on the fucking floor and fuck you till I dump my load in your tight, wet cunt!”

Tracy dove on his enormous prickshaft, one hand pounding furiously up and down the rippling pole of flesh, the other slipping between his legs to cradle his nut sac, her fingers rolling the swollen orbs around slowly, milking and massaging them gently.

Kyle started fucking her mouth, driving his cock in deep, rocking her head back on every stroke. He had his hands on the back of her head, and was working them in time with his hips, pulling her down onto his throbbing cockshaft as he plowed it down her throat.

Tracy gagged around his throat stuffing cock meat, thick ribbons of spit dripping from her lips, and running down her chin. They dangled there, then dropped off, soaking the upper swells of her tits with a sheen of saliva. She welcomed his cock into her throat, making her frantic blowjob as loud as she could for Susan’s benefit.

Susan’s mouth had formed into an ‘O’, and her head was rocking up and down, emulating Tracy’s sucking actions. Her tongue fluttered around in her mouth, licking and laving all over an imaginary cock.

Lois was looking up at her, and started twisting and squeezing her clit bud harder, torturing the abused nubbin even more. At the same time, she turned her hand slowly inside her cunt chute, the bony bump of her thumb pressing into her G-spot, sending a fresh flood of sensations surging through the writhing, spasming woman.

Tracy made a loud gurgling sound, and suddenly, thick strings of jizz burst from her lips around Kyle’s cock. Her throat was working frantically as she tried to swallow his load, but there was no way she could keep up with his heavy outpouring of spunk.

Kyle stared down at his mother as she sucked hungrily on his cum spitting cock meat. His balls were pulled up tight to his body, but she kept squeezing and massaging the spasming orbs non-stop. He moved one hand down, wrapping it around the root of his cockshaft, and pulled his spunk spitting cock from her mouth, aiming it at her flushed, sweating face.

Tracy felt the first hot jet of jizz splash across her cheek, and she cried out with delight. She tipped her head back, opening her mouth wide, and laughed happily as he coated her with a creamy layer of ball milk.

Susan was still staring at them in wonder, her body jerking and writhing under Lois’s carnal ministrations, and she burst into tears, unable to bear anymore, but unwilling to bring it to an end.

Tracy slid off the coffee table, motioning for Kyle to leave, then stepped over Lois, planted her knees on the couch on either side of Susan’s spasming body, and brought her face close to hers.

She kissed her roughly, driving her tongue deep into Susan’s mouth. She fucked her cum coated tongue in and out of her mouth, then pulled back, grinning wicked at the tortured woman.

“Lick his cum off my face, Susan!” she panted, grinning wickedly at her. “I bet his cum tastes almost as good you your twins cum is going to taste to you! It’s the most delicious cum in the world to me.!”

Lois looked up, and saw Tracy’s cunt spread wide right in front of her. Her mouth watered, and she plastered her lips to the dripping cunt slice, slurping up the hot, creamy girl cum coating the swollen inner lips.

Tracy grunted, humping her ass back at her face as Susan clutched her cheeks, her tongue swabbing up the sticky jizz clinging to her skin eagerly.

“Please,” Susan whimpered, her mouth still moving all over Tracy’s cum smeared face. “I’m going to die if you don’t let me rest.”

“What are you going to do if we don’t fuck you to death, Susan?” Tracy asked her in her most sensuous voice.

Susan laughed, an evil cackle that thrilled Tracy to the core. She threw her arms around her, pulling her sweaty body against her, mashing their big tits together.

“I going to go home and take a nap, then a nice long shower.” she said giddily. “Then, when my beautiful boys come home from their visitations, I’m going to fuck them till they can’t fuck me anymore!” she moaned.

She paused, taking a few harsh, panting breaths, then buried her face in Tracy’s neck, crying happily.

Chapter 4

New Chapter

Later that afternoon, after she’d taken a long nap, then treated herself to a bubble bath, and a long hot shower, she got moving to get the house ready for her boys to come home.

She was in the kitchen, putting together a tray of snacks. There was a pitcher of margaritas on the kitchen table, and she kept looking at the clock, eagerly awaiting the boy’s arrival.

After the delightful morning she had spent with Lois and Tracy, the mindblowing news that her sons both wanted to fuck her, delivered while she watched Tracy suck her own son’s cock, had pushed her over the edge.

Now that her forced chastity had been brought to a long awaited end, she felt free to go back to her wanton ways. And seeing how much Tracy enjoyed sucking and jerking on Kyle’s cock had made her want to do the same with her boys. Especially after hearing Lois describe, in graphic detail, how well endowed her sons were.

Hearing the front door close, she hurried into the living room, smiling broadly when she saw the twins putting away their bibles and literature.

“Hello, boys,” she said happily, moving over to them.

“Hello, Mother.” they said in unison.

Tim’s eyes went wide when he saw that she was in her bathrobe. “Why are you in your robe in the middle of the day, Mother?” he asked her. He noticed that it wasn’t her usually heavy terry cloth robe, but a light, silky dressing gown that he could see her lush curves through.

“I just got out of the shower, and didn’t feel like getting dressed yet.” she said, holding her arms wide. “Now come give mama a kiss.”

They both just looked at her, not used to her showing them physical affection, especially when she was in her robe like this. Neither of them knew how to react.

“Oh, my babies.” she said stepping closer and taking them both in her arms, drawing their faces down into her bountiful bosom. She kissed them on their foreheads, and when they looked up at her, she kissed them each softly on the lips.

They looked at her, stunned at her behavior.

Releasing them, she stepped back, looking at them, trying not to let her hunger for them show.

“Why don’t you boys go take a shower too? Do it together, I know you do that sometimes. That’s why we put that double shower in for you after all. Just put on your robes, and come back in here. I’d like to talk to you about something.”

“O… our robes, Mother?” Tom asked incredulously. “We usually wear clo… ”

“Please Tommy. No, Tom. You like to be called Tom. I’m sorry, Just do as I ask, and you’ll understand soon enough.”

She shooed them down the hall, watching as they went into the bathroom. Tim stopped at the door, looking back at her, and she waved for him to go on.

She went into the kitchen, and loaded the refreshments on a tray, and took them into the living room. She sat it on the end table, poured three glasses, then moved the coffee table off to the side, making sure it was out of the way. She didn’t want to have to move it later, and she was sure they were going to need all the room they could get.

In the bathroom, Tom was stripping off his clothes, but Tim was just standing in shock at their mother’s behavior. Tom looked at him. He had an idea what was going on, but didn’t want to tell his brother. It was obvious that he was disturbed, and he didn’t want to upset him any more than he already was.

“Come on, Tim, Get your clothes off.” He said as he kicked off his shoes, and let his pants drop to the floor. “Mother said to take a shower. Together. And she’s waiting for us, we need to hurry!”

He stepped over and started loosening his brother’s tie, then moved his hands down and started working on the buttons on his shirt. His brother seemed to snap out of his reverie, and started helping him, opening his pants and letting them drop to the floor.

Tom stepped over to the shower, turned one faucet on, and pushed his underwear down, then held his hand under the spray. He stepped in, leaving the door open, and turned under the warm water, getting himself wet, and running his hands over his chest. He stepped back as Tim joined him, letting him get under the spray, and reached for a washcloth.

He held it under the spray, then rubbed soap on it, and started washing his brothers back. He covered his broad back with slow, wide strokes, under his arms as Tim raised them for him, then moved it down, running it over his hips, and the tight round cheeks of his ass.

“Spread your legs a little,” he said softly, then ran the washcloth down into the crack of his brother’s ass. He ran it slowly up and down the warm split between his asscheeks, knowing how much Tim enjoyed having his ass played with.

“Tommy… ” his brother said.

“I know, turn around.” he held the washcloth under the spray again, rinsing it, then soaped it up again, and started washing his brother’s chest. He washed both pecs, lingering as he moved the soft cloth in slow circles, then dropped his hand down over the rippled muscle of his brother’s abs, scrubbing softly. His hand moved down again, and slid under his brothers balls, washing the furry sac, and massaging his nuts gently. He could feel his cock hardening, and he moved his hand up, wrapping it around Tim’s cock. He stroked the washcloth over it lightly, running his hand up and down its length.

“Its okay, Timmy. We can get in a cold shower before we go out. It’s going to be okay. You’ll see.”

Tim leaned back against the wall, spreading his legs a little wider, and let his brother run the soapy washcloth over his now rock hard cock.

Tom stroked him a few more times, then pulled his hand away. “I’m sorry, Timmy, but that’s all you get. Now rinse off, I still need to soap up. Do you want to do it?”

Tim shook his head as he backed under the spray, running his hands over his body, turning slowly as he rinsed the soap off. He turned back to his brother, leaning forward, and kissing him lightly on the lips. He smiled, and mouthed a ‘thank you’ then stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel to dry himself.

Tom soaped up quickly, then rinsed off, and held his hand out for the towel. He turned the water to cold as he stepped out, and started running the towel over himself briskly. His eyes dropped to his brothers cock, grinning when he saw it still standing stiffly in front of him. He dropped to his knees and grabbed it, slipping it into his mouth before his brother could stop him.

Moaning deep in his throat, he slid his brother’s cock deeper into his mouth, moving his hand around, cupping the cheek of his ass. He only pumped his mouth up and down a few times, then pulled back, smiling up at his brother.

“Sorry,” he said, not meaning it. “I just couldn’t resist. I turned the water on cold. You should step back in for a minute.”

“God, I hate you sometimes, Tommy!” Tim grinned, then stepped under the cold spray. He stood, shivering, turning slowly under the icy spray. Much to his relief, his cock wilted quickly, and he got out, drying himself again.

He started to bend over and pick up his clothes, but Tom stopped him. “Leave them.” he said. “Mother’s waiting.”

Tim nodded, and they both put on their short robes, and made their way back to the living room.

Susan was pacing back and forth across the living room, her stomach filled with butterflies. Her nervousness wasn’t from doubt over what she was about to do, but rather, in anticipation of it.

She heard the shower stop, and she went to the window, knowing that the afternoon sun shining through the sheer curtains would silhouette her body under her robe. She loosened the sash, letting it fall, not knotting it like she normally would, knowing that gravity would do her work for her.

She heard the boys come onto the room, and heard their gasps as they saw her shapely body though her robe as she stood looking out the window.

“Have a seat on the couch, dears. I’ll be with you in a moment.”

She spread her legs a bit wider as she brought her hands up in front of her face. She looked like she was praying, something they saw her do all the time, but she was calming herself, getting her breathing under control. The boys stared at her as she stood in front of the window. They could see clearly that she was naked under the sheer robe.

Tom and Tim were still looking at her raptly when she turned, the robe opening for a brief instant, giving them a flash of the creamy white flesh of her thighs. Their mouths dropped open as she strolled toward them, stopping to pick up two glasses, then stepping in front of them, bending down to hand the glasses to them.

They stared down the front of her robe into the cleavage of her full, lush breasts. She was watching them the whole time, and finally had to tap their knees with the glasses to get their attention. They looked up at her smiling face, and took the glasses from her.

She stepped over and picked up a glass for herself, taking a sip from it. She ran it down into her cleavage, leaving the insides of both her breasts shining with moisture.

“Drink up boys! You both look so tense!” she said, taking a big drink from own glass. “I got the recipe for the most delicious punch today! And I already know you like it, so come on, empty those glasses, there’s plenty more where that came from!”

The twins looked at each other, shrugged, and emptied their glasses quickly. Susan got the pitcher from the end table, and refilled them, holding each of her son’s hands as she poured the punch. Tom took another big sip from his glass, and his mother topped it off again before she sat the pitcher down.

They noticed that there was a slightly different taste to the punch than when Lois made it, but the same warm feeling filled them, but much more quickly this time.

“I visited Mrs. Parker this morning,” she said lightly as she turned back toward them. Her nipples were poking up through her thin robe, and they could make out their rich brown color easily. Tim stiffened at the mention of Lois, but Tom just watched his mother, his eyes never leaving her.

“We had an interesting conversation,” she said easily. “And you were right. She does make the most delicious punch! I changed her recipe just a bit. I added more of her ‘secret ingredient’.” she laughed as she took another sip. A drop of condensation dripped off the glass, and dropped onto her robe, turning it almost translucent, and now they could see the broad ring of one areole clearly through it.

“Moth… ”

“No, Timmy. Let me finish.” She turned her back to them, planting her feet shoulder width apart. Her wide, firm ass quivered under her robe, and they could easily see the outline of her crotch as the light shone through. “I’ve wronged you boys since your father went to heaven, and I think its time that I atoned for that.”

She spun around, and Tom was sure that he had seen a glimpse of pussy hair just before her robe settled back on her legs. He leaned back on the couch, and pushed Tim back with his elbow. They sat quietly, watching her as she paced slowly in front of them.

Tom adjusted his robe to hide the growing bulge of his cock. He felt Tim shifting beside him, doing the same thing. Susan noticed them squirming out of the corner of her eye, and smiled gently.

“You don’t have to do that boys, it’s perfectly natural.” she said, smiling, letting her eyes drop to their crotches. “You’re men now. Well equipped men, I’ve been told. And I want you to know how proud I am of you!”

As she moved, the sash of her robe loosened steadily, and every time she turned toward them, it seemed to gape open a little wider. Tim was stunned that his mother was displaying herself to them so wantonly, while Tom was starting to smile, realizing that his long held fantasies were about to come to life.

Tom took a sip of his drink, and spread his legs a little wider, his cock still hidden by the folds of his robe, but it was tenting the material as it stiffened steadily. Tim looked over at his brother, not believing what was happening.

“It’s okay, Timmy.” he said quietly, looking over at him. “I think Mo… Mama is saying that she wants to show her love for us a different way.” He looked at his mother, his eyes meeting hers. “Is that what you’re trying to tell us mother? That you’d like to… you spoke to Mrs… you spoke to Lois, and you know how she loves her son?”

His mother nodded, her chest heaving, as she looked at him. “Yes, Tom. I know how she, and Mrs… Tracy. Her name is Tracy. I know that they make love with their son’s.”

He stood up, and held his hand out to his brother. Tim took his hand and stood up, his hard cock springing up through the opening of his robe.

“Oh my god!” Susan gasped as she stared at it. “T… Tom?”

“Yes. Mama?”

She looked up into his eyes, and saw his desire for her. How could I not have seen that before she wondered. He looks at me so hungrily. “Can I see… ”

“Yes, Mama.” But he just stood there.

Susan was panting for breath now. Her pussy was creaming heavily, the warm juices dripping from her quivering pussylips, and beginning to run down her thighs. She stepped over in front of them, and fell slowly to her knees. Her hands came up, and she brushed his robe aside, letting the thick stalk of his cock bounce up in front of her face.

“Oh, my! They’re so beautiful,” she moaned as she wrapped her fingers around them, stroking both their cocks lightly, her fingers not reaching completely around either of them “The lord has truly blessed you both! I’m so happy for you! And for me!” She looked up at them, her hands never stopping their gentle stroking. “W… will you make Ma… Will you make me happy? Will you make me happy with your big, beautiful cocks?”

She pulled them closer together, planting sloppy wet kisses on their swollen cockheads. She was moaning happily as she caressed them with her lips. Her tongue slipped out, and she lashed it all around over them, soaking them with her spit. Opening her mouth, she drew Tom’s cock inside, bobbing her head up and down on it, rubbing Tim’s dripping knob over her cheek. She traded cocks, sucking Tim’s into her mouth and smearing Tom’s cockhead around over her face. She pulled back, panting harshly as she looked up at them.

“Oh god! I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed this!” she gasped, “I’ve been so foolish, and I’ve wasted so many years. Please, let me make it up to you now!” She plunged her mouth back down on Tim’s cockshaft, sucking on it hungrily.

The twins looked at each other, and Tom put his hand on the back of his brother’s head, pulling him closer. Their lips met, and they kissed, gently at first, but with growing fervor as their mother drove her mouth down onto Tom’s cock.

Tom moaned into his brother’s mouth as his mother jerked and sucked on his throbbing prickshaft, her lips massaging it as she slid them up and down the length of it. Tim moaned back into his mouth as she changed again, sucking his cock into her mouth, lashing her tongue into his weeping piss slit, scooping up the pearly droplets of pre-cum as they drooled out.

She looked up at them, her eyes going wide when she saw them kissing passionately. Drawing her lips from Tim’s cockhead, she sat back on her heels, and stared. “Oh my god,” she gasped. “That’s so beautiful.”

Her son’s looked down at her, and she held their gaze.

“Do… do you do anything else together?” she asked.

“Yes, Mother.” Tim said, blushing furiously.

Tom stepped away from his brother, and dropped to his knees next to his mother.

“Would you like to see, Mama?” he said, moving his face next to hers, and opening his mouth.

Susan stared at him for a moment, then nodded and guided the head of his brother’s cock into his mouth. Tom closed his lips around it, sliding them easily up and down the length of Tim’s thick cock, taking almost half of it between his lips before pulling back. He let his brother’s cock slip from his mouth, and turned to face his mother. He kissed her eagerly, darting his tongue into her mouth, then licking around her lips.

“Your turn, Mama.” he smiled.

She turned back to Tim’s cock, opening her mouth and diving on his throbbing cock meat. Her lips work around his cockshaft, her tongue lashing across the thick vein seaming the underside. She pulled her head back, and held it toward Tom, and he took it into his mouth, taking in the length of his cock slowly, not stopping till his lips were brushing against her fingers.

Susan could see his throat muscles working, and looked up at Tim. His head was thrown back, and a low, steady moan was coming from his throat. She looked back at Tom, and he was bouncing his head up and down on his brother’s cock, taking all the thick meat into his throat on every stroke.

He pulled back, breathing hard as he looked at her. “He’s close, Mama.” he said, wrapping his hand around hers and moving it up and down faster over Tim’s cock. “Do you want to make him cum with me, Mama? Do you want to share his cum with me?”

She shook her head, and scuttled back quickly, stretching out on her back on the carpet. tearing her robe open, and spreading her legs as wide as she could, she drew her knees up till they were almost touching her shoulders.

“Come down here, Timmy. Come put your big cock in Mama’s pussy and fill me with your seed. Please, baby!”

She looked at Tom pleadingly, and he popped his brother behind his knees with his arm, making him bend his legs and drop to the floor in front of her. Tim opened his eyes and looked at him, and Tom led him up between their mother’s legs. Tom rubbed the fat knob of his brother’s cock up and down the fur fringed trough of his mother’s sopping wet cunt slit, then fitted it into her tight opening of her pussy. Reaching around, her pushed on Tim’s ass, forcing the knob of his cock into her quivering cunt hole.

Susan reached up, taking Tim’s hands, and drew him down on top of her, making more of his twitching prickstalk slip up inside her. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she started rocking back and forth, arching her cunt mound up at his rock hard cock. She had started cum with the first touch of his cock, and now her pussy was on fire, flames of pure delight lapping at her, their burning touch driving her to the heights of ecstasy.

“Get your knees under you, baby.” she moaned in his ear, bringing her legs down, hooking her ankles behind his knees, trying to pull them forward, and under him. Tim got up on his knees, grunting as he started moving his ass up and down, feeding more of his cock slowly into her clasping, sucking cunt hole.

Tom stretched out on his stomach beside them so he could watch his brother’s cock fucking in and out of his mother’s pussy up close. He watched, spellbound, as Tim’s thick cock plowed in and out of her wide stretched pussy over and over. He looked up at Tim’s face when he saw him shiver, knowing that he was going to cum.

“He’s going to cum in your pussy, Mama. He’s going to shoot all his hot cum in your cunt.” he said, remembering what Lois and Tracy had told him about talking dirty to a woman when she was cumming. “Are you ready for it? Are you ready for your son to fill your pussy with his baby making seed?”

“Oh god, Timmy! Shoot your juice in my pussy! Please, Timmy. I need it so bad. Cum in me, baby! Please!”

Tom moved up beside her, laying his head on her chest and sucking one stiff nipple into his mouth. His hand squeezed her F-cup tits roughly, and she writhed frantically under Tim, moaning and begging him to cum in her. Tim was fucking her furiously, his ass a blur as he pumped his cock in and out of her cunt, then he stiffened, his whole body tensing up as he started to cum.

“Yeeesssssss!” Susan screamed as she felt the first hot jets of his jism flood her creaming cunt hole. She pulled him down onto her again, trapping Tom’s head between them. “Fuck me, Timmy!” she cried, tears of joy running down her face. “Do it! Empty your balls in Mama’s cunt, baby! Oh! Oh, so good!”

Tim was humping wildly, his eyes rolled up in the back of his head. He’d never felt anything like this before. He’d cum by his own hand, and in his brother’s mouth, and all three of Lois’s talented holes, but his mother’s pussy was fiery hot cauldron of delicious delight that was clasping and clenching around his jizz spitting cock, actually sucking the cum from his balls.

Tom pulled his head from between their spasming bodies, and got up in his knees beside them, sitting back on his heels. Wrapping his hand around his cock, he started stroking it, making sure it was as hard as it could get, knowing that his turn would be coming next.

Susan pulled Tim’s cock into her pussy, burying it to the root. She locked her heels under his ass and held him in place as she rocked under him, squeezing her cunt muscles around his throbbing prick meat. The inner walls of her pussy sleeve fluttered and milked around his spurting cock, and she writhed under him happily, milking off the last of their mutual orgasm.

Tim collapsed on top of her, gasping into the hollow of her neck. Susan rained kisses on his sweat covered face, her tears mixing with his sweat. Holding him in her arms, she whispered to him, telling her how happy he had made her, and how good he had made her feel.

Raising his head slowly, he looked into her eyes. “Wh… what about To… Tommy?”

“Tommy’s here with us.” she looked over at Tom and said. “I’ll be taking care of Tommy soon, baby. You just catch your breath. That’s right, Tommy’s not in any hurry, Are you baby?”

Tom moved up, then stretched out next to them, wrapping one arm around his brother. He kissed his cheek, the pressed his lips to his mother’s, licking his tongue back and forth slowly. Pulling away, he pressed his lips to Tim’s, darting his tongue inside his mouth. Tim moaned, and his body jerked as a small wad of cum spurted from his piss slit, making his mother squeal in surprise. They lay quietly together for a few minutes, then Tim started to pull out slowly, raising up off his mother.

“Wait,” Tom said, pushing his hand between then, and cupping it under her pussy. “Okay, pull it out slow, Tim.” he said. Tim did as he asked, and as his cock came out, a thick mixture of cock cream and girl cum flooded from her gaping cunt gash. Tom caught as much of the flow as he could, but it quickly overflowed his cupped hand.

Tim rolled off to the side, and got up on his elbow, looking at his brother. Tom held his hand out to him, and Tim rolled his head back, opening his mouth. Tom tipped his hand slowly, letting the gooey liquid dribble into his brother’s mouth. He stopped when Tim held his hand up, closing his mouth and swallowing, a smile creasing his lips, then tipped it up again when he opened it again. When the puddle was emptied, he press his palm to Tim’s mouth, letting him lick it clean, then rubbed his fingers all over his face, coating it with the evidence of their incestuous lovemaking.

“Dear lord,” Susan moaned as she watch, as a quiver ran through her pussy, her cuntlips twitching, and a fresh outpouring of pussy juice flooded her cunt. “That’s so wonderful, boys. Share me. Share our love.”

Tom grinned at her as he moved his head between her legs, holding her thighs apart with his hands. Pressing his lips to her dripping cunt slit, he spread the fleshy folds with his thumbs and sluiced his tongue up into the juice and jism soaked hole, slurping up their combined nectar. Then, locking his lips around the gaping hole, he sucked, taking her spend into his mouth. He didn’t swallow, but kept sucking rhythmically until he couldn’t hold any more in his mouth. His cheeks were bulging as he pulled away.

Looking over at Tim, he nodded down toward their crotches, and Tim nodded back. As Tom crawled up over his mother, Tim moved closer beside them, wrapping his fingers around his brother’s cock, holding it up, guiding it as it got closer to his mother’s cunt.

Susan was staring, wide eyed at Tom’s cream coated face, and her mouth was watering for the treat he carried in his mouth. Tom stretched out over her, resting on his elbows over her, his cock just outside the entrance of her grotto of venus. He pressed his lips to hers lightly, and she opened her mouth willingly, her tongue licking at his. He opened his lips slowly, letting the sticky cum run into her mouth, then pulling away, tipping his head back, and swallowing the rest.

Bringing his lips back to hers, he kissed her hungrily as he pressed his hips forward, easing the fat knob of his cock into her sloppy wet pussy, following it with the full length of his cock in one long, slow stroke.

Susan groaned into his mouth, and her body shuddered, then went into a series of spasms as she came again around his cunt stretching cock. Tom slipped his arms under her, holding her through her orgasm, not moving, just letting her feel his cock filling her, kissing her gently now. He waited till her body relaxed under him, then pulled his head back and smiled down at her. He rocked quickly to one side, then as they rolled back, he flipped her over on top of him.

“Fuck me, Mama.” he said as he looked up at her “Fuck me! Let me feel your pussy sucking my cock.” he reached down, grabbing her legs, and pulled her knees up under her. “Ride me, Mama! Come on! I want to feel you cumming on my cock like Tim did!” He moved his hands under her asscheeks, and started lifting and lowering her, smiling up at her when she started moving on her own.

“Timmy! Come up here and watch Mama fuck herself on my cock, unless you want to watch from down there!” Looking into his mother’s eyes, he added, “But I think Mama would like your cock in her mouth while she fucks me. And if she doesn’t, I do!”

“The mouth on you!” Susan laughed, leaning down to kiss him hungrily.

“You should talk, Mama! You’re a son fucking slut now! That’s what you wanted isn’t it?” She nodded at him, then jammed her tongue down his throat, fucking it in and out of his mouth as she worked her pussy muscles around her cock. He broke the kiss, pushing his lips up against her ear. “That’s what I want too, Mama! It’s what I’ve wanted for years. I’ve dreamed of fucking you, having you act like a slut with me!” He smacked her on the ass, his hand leaving a bright red mark. “Now do it! Be a nasty fucking slut for your son’s!”

Tim was standing by her face, and he reached down, wrapping his fingers in her hair. He pulled her head up, holding his cock down, and forced into her mouth as her head came up. He held her head tipped back, and pumped his cock slowly in and out of her mouth, going deeper on every stroke. She started gagging on it, but he just looked at her, and pulled her up harder against it.

Susan’s pussy spasmed and clenched around Tom’s cock as his brother facefucked her. Tom looked up at him as he started moving his hips. “Yeah, Fuck her mouth, Tim! She loves it! her cunt’s going wild on my cock.” He started stroking faster, holding onto her hips as he pounded his cock up into her.

Tim stepped over his brother’s head, stepping closer to his mother. He had his hand on the sides of her face, keeping her head tilted back as he bent and straightened his knees, stroking his cock into her mouth. She wasn’t gagging as much now, and thick strings of spit ran from her lips, dripping off of her chin, and coating the upper swells of her tits.

Tom leaned up, biting at the undersides of her tits, then slurping at her spiky nipples, nipping the palm sized areoles with his teeth. His hips were beating a steady tattoo up into her spasming cunt channel, but he was working his hips back and forth, changing the angle of his strokes, so his cockhead scraped across a different part of her pussy tunnel every time it slid up into her.

Susan wasn’t moving, she was letting her beautiful son’s use her body for their pleasure. She was cumming non-stop from their rough treatment, it brought back memories of her youth when she had been a brazen slut, the center of attention in threesomes, foursomes, and outright gangbangs.

Tim jerked her mouth off his cock, stepping closer and bending his knees more so his cock slid down between her big, hanging tits. He cupped the fleshy globes in his hands, wrapping then around his cockshaft, and started stroking up and down. Her tits were sweaty, but there was still too much friction to suit him. He pulled back, holding her tits apart.

“Spit on your tits, Mother! Get them nice and wet for my cock.” He looked down at her, then over at the end table. “Hold your tits up Mother! Hold them up, and get ‘em really wet for me! I’ll be right back.”

He stepped back and walked over to the glasses sitting on the end table, picked one up and took a drink out of it. He made a face, and poured it back into the pitcher, then did the same with the other two glasses. He swirled the pitcher around for a moment, then poured a fresh one. He looked over at his mother and brother humping each other madly on the living room floor, and poured another one.

He walked back over to the frantically fucking couple, and held the glass in front of his mother’s face. She smiled, tipping her head back, and he poured a little into her mouth. She turned her head away and swallowed, then tilted her head back again, opening her mouth wide. He gave her a little more, then nudged his brother with his foot, holding the glass over his face.

Tom grinned and sat up, taking the glass from Tim, and gulping from it greedily. When it was empty, he sat it on the floor off to the side, hopefully out of the way.

Tim took a long drink from the other glass, and went to sit it on the floor a few feet away, But his mother stopped him.

“Ice! Give me some of the ice cubes.” she said, hiding her smile as best she could. She was going to show her facefucking son a trick she had learned from his father. Opening her mouth, she tipped her head back, letting him drop several small cubes inside.

Tim sat the glass down, and stepped in front of her, looking down at her spit covered tits. He rubbed her cock across the tops of her tits, then pushed his cock between her fleshy mounds, grinning as it slid easily through the cleavage of her huge hooters. Reaching down, he cupped her tits in his hands again, stroking his cock slowly up and down between them as he slid them back and forth on his throbbing cockshaft.

Susan whined when he pushed her hands away, but he smiled down at her.

“Hold my balls, slut! Play with my balls while I fuck your big ass titties. Play with your clit with the other one! Put on a show for us, Mother! Show us what kind of slut you are!” he laughed.

Tom grunted as he heaved his cock up into her clasping cunt hole harder and faster. He knew how excited his mother was by the way her pussy was sucking and squeezing around his cock. She was getting off on them using her like this, and it was bringing him close to the point of cumming fast.

“I… if you’re gonna cum… again, Timmy, you better do it fast!” he panted. “Slutty Mama’s been cumming since I stuck my cock in her, and I’m getting really fucking close!”

“Go for it, man!” Tim said, moaning as his mother wrapped her fingers around his furry nut sac, and started massaging his balls gently. “I can wait to get my nut later. Shit, you waited for me!”

He started pumping his ass faster though, plowing his cock up through her tit meat in a long underslung stroke. His cockhead bumped her under the chin, and Susan grinned. That was what she’s been waiting for.

She tipped her head down, and let a long string of cool saliva and water spill from her lips, pouring down over his cock as it pushed up between them. Spit spilled all over her milky white flash, running down into her cleavage. When all the water was gone, she still had some small pieces of ice in her mouth.

She tipped her head down further, kissing his cockhead every time it got close enough to her lips. Dropping her shoulders a little, she took the head of his cock into her mouth on the next upstroke. Tim screamed, holding her tits tighter as he started pounding his cock in and out between her spongy tit flesh, the head of his cock punching in and out between her lips.

The ice cubes felt like fire on his swollen prickknob, and he felt his balls spasm sharply, then contract, and he suddenly felt his cum load rushing up his twitching cockshaft. His mother felt it too, and she squeezed his balls, milking them harder, forcing his cum up out of his cock.

She spat his cock out of her mouth, and leered up at him. Her eyes were burning slits of lust, and her face was flushed from exertion. “Shoot your hot cum on my fucking face you big dicked bastard! Paste my face, then shove it down my thr… ulllmmmphhh!”

She sputtered as a huge wad of spunk spat from his piss slit and sprayed right into her open mouth. She closed her mouth, swallowing his cum eagerly, and the next spurt hit her closed mouth, and slashed across her face noisily. Leaning closer, she held her head right in front of his cumming cockshaft, waiting for the next steaming load to hit her.

Tom saw what was happening, and his cock twitched, jerked, then he felt his cock cream rocketing up his piss tube, erupting into her cunt chute like a sizzling stream of creamy lava. He blasted jet after jet of hot, sticky jizz up into her cunt channel, his ass barely touching the floor as his hips flew frantically up and down.

“Yesssss!” she screamed, writhing happily between them as they shot their cum into, and onto her body. “Cum in me, Tommy! Keep shooting on me, Timmy. Make Mother your whore, babies! I’m a dirty fucking slut! And I always have been.” She looked up at Tim, her face a contorted mask of lust now.

“Shoot your cum on my asshole, Timmy!” she whispered huskily. “Shoot it all over my asshole and see if you can get your big fucking cock up my tight little ass while it’s still hard!”

She dropped down on top of Tom, plastering her cum coated lips onto his as she reached back and spread the cheeks of her ass. She stabbed her tongue into his mouth, grinding her lips over his, her tongue lashing around all over the inside of his mouth.

Tom sucked at her jizz coated tongue eagerly, his own tongue slipping out along side hers and licking his brother’s cum from her lips. Tim scampered around behind her, aiming his cockknob at his wrinkled brown asshole. His cock spat out a thick, stringy ropy of jism right onto her winking ass pucker, and he jammed his cockhead onto the tight ring of flesh, smearing his cum around all over it.

His mother humped back at him, and her asshole spread slightly. Tim took that opportunity to shove the knob of his prick harder against her, forcing the fat, jizz spitting glans halfway in. His cock twitched, and he felt another spurt of cum drool out of his piss slit, so he pulled back, wrapped his fist tight around the root of his cockstalk, pushing down as hard as he could.

His cockknob punched through her clenching ass pucker, making her throw her head back and scream. Tim kept pushing more of his cock meat up her spasming asshole, his piss hole weeping a constant stream of jizz, easing his passage. He pulled out halfway, scooping up cum and smearing it all over the shaft of his cock quickly, then pushed it back in, stroking slowly, but feeding her a little more of his cock on every stroke.

Susan collapsed on Tom, whimpering pitifully, and looked at his brother over her shoulder. “Hey, Tim. Maybe… ”

“No!” Susan shouted, humping her ass back at his cock again. “It’s already in, and it doesn’t hurt as much now.” She paused, her breath coming in ragged pants. “Put it all in, Timmy. Stick your big dick all the up you slut mother’s asshole and own me! Both of you! I need all of your cocks in me together! You came out of me together, and by god, I want you both back in me! Now!”

Tim’s cock finally bottomed out in her asshole, and he held it there, panting. Leaning forward, he laid out over her back, resting his cheek on her shoulder.

“You got it all, Mother.” he panted, “Ten inches of hard cock up your hot little asshole! How about you Tommy?”

Tom took his mother face in his hands and kissed her tenderly, flexing his cock inside her, glad now that Tracy had taught him that little trick. His mother jerked, and both her holes spasmed, starting a chain reaction of twitches, jerks, and moans in all three of them.

“Oh, I need something to drink,” Susan said softly. “Water. No more alcohol today.” She looked back over her shoulder. “Timmy, you have to pull out now, but slow! If you just jerk it out, you’ll tear my poor little asshole apart!”

Tim eased his cock out of her still spasming asshole, pushing it back in a little when it felt like it was sticking. It took him almost a minute to get it all the way out.

Susan kissed Tom and smiled at him, raising up a little, and resting her forearms in his chest. “Want another snack, baby? You just dumped a really big load in Mama’s tight little pussy from the feel of it!”

“I’m going to pass, Mama, as tempting as it sounds. And you’re going to have to get off me, because really have to pee.”

“Really?” she grinned, wriggling off of him. She started to get to her feet, but her legs were a little too rubbery to stand on her own. “Timmy, will you help me? I don’t think my legs will hold me.”

Tim came over and stood in front of her, bending his knees and wrapping his arms around her. He lifted her slowly, and held her as she swayed unsteadily once she was one her feet. Tom rolled over and got to his knees, then to his feet. He started for the bathroom, but his mother stopped him.

“Wait, Tom. Timmy and I are coming with you.”

“What?” he said turning to look at her.

“You boys got your slut toy all sticky and dirty.” she said, smiling slyly. “Now you have to wash her clean. Come on, I’ll show you!”

They made their way to the bathroom, Susan feeling her strength returning with every step. By the time they got there, she was walking on her own. Going over to the shower, she opened the door and stepped inside, then went over and turned on the rear shower. She came back, and turned away from them, bending over and spreading her legs. She was glad they had put the bigger showers in now, especially this one with dual showerheads that the boys used.

Looking back between her legs, she saw that Tom’s cock was hanging limply, which was actually better for her, he’d be able to piss through it easier. “Come over here Tom,” She said, still looking between her legs.

Tom moved over behind her, and watched as she spread the lips of her pussy with both hands, opening herself as wide as she could. Pussy juice and spunk dripped from her wide spread cunt hole, running down the insides of her thighs in thick, clinging strings.

“Stick your dick back in me, Tom.” she said, wiggling her ass at him.

“I don’t think I can. It’s limp as a noodle.”

“You don’t have to get it all the way in, you just have to get the head in.” she felt him move up behind her, resting his hand on her ass. “I’ll have to teach you boys about soft penis intercourse later. You’ll fucking love that. But for now, just get the head of your dick inside me.”

Tom stepped closer, holding his limp cock in his hand, and pressed the head against her wide spread pussy mouth. He couldn’t see, but he felt the head of his cock slip into her cunt.

“Fuck me,” he muttered.

“Any time, anywhere you want, from now on, I promise! You too Timmy!”

She squeezed her pussy around his cockhead, and felt it twitch, showing the first signs of recovery. She was going to have to speed this up, before he got hard again. She wasn’t worried about Tim, he had cum twice, so it would take him longer to get it up again.

“Go ahead, baby! Pee!”

“What?” Tom grunted, starting to pull away. He was too late, she already had her fingers wrapped around his balls. He wasn’t going anywhere.

“I said, piss up my cunt! You and Timmy shot alot of cum in there, and now you have to wash it out!” she giggled.

“I don’t thi… ”

Tim turned on the water on both sink faucets half way, and Tom groaned as his belly rippled, then his piss started flowing. He held onto his mother’s hips, pissing full strength now, the hot liquid spraying deep into her cunt tunnel, splashing all around inside her. He had to push his cock in deeper to keep it from being forced out.

Hot piss poured from around his cock as he pissed into her, and Susan let go of Tom’s balls, moving her hand down under her pussy, catching some of it, then brought her hand up onto her clit, rubbing his piss into it lightly. She started cumming again at the first touch of her fingers. Her legs shook as she caressed the tender nubbin, grinding her ass back at him, cooing at him softly, urging his to empty his bladder inside her.

Tim stepped over, sliding behind his brother, he had wet his finger, and as he slipped into the shower, he poked his finger into Tom’s asshole, making him jump and let out a yelp. His cock slipped from his mother’s cunt, and her pissed all over the back of her legs before the stream ran out. He stumbled back, and watched as piss and cum poured from his mother’s pussy. She bent her knees, bouncing her ass up and down, letting the hot liquid drain from her cunt.

Tim stepped up in front of his mother, and rubbed his shitty cock across her face. When she turned to look at him, He cut loose right in her face with a full stream of hot piss.

“Sorry, Mother.” he grinned down at her, “but there’s no way I’m getting my dick back in your asshole like this.” He waggled his cock up and down, demonstrating how limp it was, spraying pee all over her face, her tits, and in her hair.

Dropping to her knees, she tilted her head back, opening her mouth wide. She washed her cum covered face with his hot piss, then grabbed his cock just behind the head, and pulled it between her lips. Tim was still pissing, and her mouth filled quickly. Pulling her head back, she opened her mouth again, gargling his tart urine, then spitting it back onto his cock. She leaned back, holding her tits up to him, and he hosed them down with the last of his stream.

When he was finished, she took the head of his cock back in her mouth, sucking the last golden drops out. She smiled up at him around his soft cock, sucking it into her mouth, using just her lips and tongue. Feeling it starting to harden, she let it slip out of her mouth, and stood up. She kissed Tim hungrily, fondling his cock gently. then she turned, pulled Tom into the shower, and kissed him just as eagerly.

“Thank you so much, boys. This has been the best day I’ve had in years.” she said smiling at them. “And I’m sorry for being such a bitch to you both all this time. I promise, I’ll try to make it up to you every way I can.”

She help up her hand, silencing them as the started to speak.

“We’ll talk more, and you’ll learn the whole story. It will probably be good for me to share it with you.” She stepped over and stood under the showerhead, wetting her hair, then turning her face up into the spray. She turned slowly, then picked up the soap and a washcloth. “But right now, let’s just get cleaned up. Then I think I’m going to need another nap.”

“How’s pizza sound for dinner?” she asked as she started soaping her tits.

Chapter 5

Scene Eleven-Randy and Kyle

Randy Reynolds, a government affairs instructor at Big State University, was leaning against her desk as she lectured the class about the ongoing struggle for power between the three branches of government. It was a fluff lecture that she gave once or twice a year when she didn’t feel like putting any effort into working up a real lecture, or group activity. She sometimes thought she could give it in her sleep. This was her last class of the day, and she’d be relieved when it was over. She had something she wanted to take care of. She’d decided that she was going to seduce one of her students.

Randy was a pretty twenty-eight year old on the fast track to getting her tenure early. She was average height, slim, with a pair of firm, thirty-four C-cup tits that most of her male students drooled over, and her female student envied. Her long raven black tresses were up in a tight bun today, and she was wearing her glasses. She didn’t need the glasses, the lenses were clear glass, but she thought they made her look more intelligent. She was wearing a pleated black thigh length skirt and a cream colored sleeveless silk blouse today because she knew she looked demure, yet incredibly sexy in the outfit. Underneath, she was wearing a lacy white half cup bra that pushed her tits up, letting her thick nipples show through her blouse, and a matching white thong. Her legs were encased in sheer white thigh high stockings.

Her mind wasn’t on her work today. She’d been fantasizing about Kyle Harris, the handsome sophomore linebacker again last night. She’d diddled her juicy little pussy for over an hour as she’d imagined him fucking her. It had become a nightly routine since he’d signed up for her course. He was sitting in the second seat in the last row away from the door, looking out the window as she droned on about checks and balances. Randy tried not to look at him, knowing that it would make her horny pussy quiver and get wet again.

It bothered her that he was just staring out the window like that, and he’d been doing it all week. Usually, his eyes were on her, following her hungrily as she moved back and forth across the front of the room. She’d been dressing for him all semester, and had already figured out which outfits he liked her in most. It was easy to tell, she just waited till the end of class and watched to see if he held his books in front of his crotch when he left. She’d noticed his lack of attention earlier in the week, and had made a point to wear one of his favorite outfits every day, but it hadn’t done any good, he acted like he didn’t even see her.

The bell rang, cutting her off in mid-sentence. She been so wrapped up in thinking about Kyle, that she’d completely lost track of time.

“Read Michelson, chapters thirteen through fifteen for tomorrow, we’ll be reviewing them in class.” she said as her students started getting up and heading for the door. As Kyle stood up, she looked at him and said, “Mr. Harris. Would you mind waiting? I’d like to speak with you for a moment.” Kyle nodded, sitting back down and dropping his books on the desk.

When the last of her students had left, she walked over and closed the door. Her body was between Kyle and the door, so he didn’t see as she surreptitiously turned the lock as quietly as she could. He didn’t see her open the top two buttons on her blouse either, before she turned toward the back of the room

She walked casually down the aisle, away from the door. The back corner was out of sight from the door, and also the nearby buildings through the windows. She stopped and leaned back again the broad computer desk in the corner. It was empty at the moment, the computers had been taken out, and hadn’t been replaced yet. That suited her fine. She bounced on the desk, smiling as she judged that it could easily support several people’s weight.

“Could you come over here Kyle?” she said as she stood up, waiting for him to make his way to the back of the room. She eyed him hungrily as he walked down the aisle. He moved like a jungle cat, taking smooth, graceful strides, his muscles rippling as he moved. Randy’s pussy quivered, and she felt a flood of pussy juice coat her cunt channel as he came closer. She waved him toward the desk, and he perched his ass on it, his hands to either side of him, his legs stretched out in front of him, crossed at the ankles.

“Kyle,” she began, stepping in front of him. “I’ve noticed that you haven’t been paying attention in class this week. It’s obvious that your mind has been somewhere else, instead of on your schoolwork!” Or me, she thought to herself.

Kyle blushed, but his eyes wandered up and down over her stunning body, and he felt his cock hardening, starting to push down the leg of his pants. She was right, he knew. He’d been fantasizing about his mother and Lois all week in his classes, especially about Lois. Her hot little body, and her tight, shaved snatch drove him fucking nuts. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her again. He blushed an even deeper red when he felt his cock throb and stiffen even faster as he thought about her.

“I know, and I’m sorry about that Miss Reynolds,” he said. “But I’ve had a lot on my mind lately. I’m starting for the first time this week, and it’s really getting to me… ”

Randy let her eyes drop to his crotch, pleased to see his cock hardening under his pants. She’d never gotten a good look at it, so she was delighted the see that it stretched more than halfway down his leg.

“Is there anything else wrong, Kyle?” she asked, stepping closer to him. “Maybe there’s something that’s weighing on you?” she paused, her fingers playing with a button on her blouse, then slipping the button out of its hole. “I know it’s hard… to talk about these things sometimes. But I want you to know that you can come i… to me if you ever need a little relief from the pressures that can build up in a young man like you. It helps to have someone you can dump that load on, someone that’s willing, even eager, to take it from you!”

Kyle stared at her, unable to believe that his teacher was talking to him like this. He’d been dreaming about her all semester, and until recently, she had the starring role in his nightly jack-off fantasies. His cock throbbed in his pants again, and swelled into a raging hard-on in seconds. He was pretty sure that she was coming on to him, but decided to let her have her way with him, and just play dumb, in case he was wrong.

“I could be… no, I’d like to be that someone for you, Kyle, if you’d let me. I want to be able to open myself up to you, Let you pour all that tension and stress out, taking it as deep inside me as I can. I’m willing, and really want to do that for you, Kyle! But you have to want it as much as I do.”

Randy glanced down, gasping softly, then smiling as she looked back up at his face. She opened another button on her blouse as she took another step closer to him, then reached back and took the pin out of her hair, shaking her head, letting her raven tresses fall around her shoulders.

“Besides falling behind in your classwork, the worst part of this week, at least from my point of view, is that you haven’t been paying attention to me either, Kyle.” she said as she took another step closer. She lifted her foot, kicking his feet apart, spreading them wider as she moved between them. “That hurt me, Kyle. I look forward to this class everyday, knowing that you’re going to be watching me, undressing me with your eyes, and I get so excited. I’m surprised you haven’t been able to tell.” She paused, “I’ve fantasized about being alone with you like this, and the fantasy just isn’t enough anymore.” She opened another button on her blouse so her lacy bra was showing, and now he could see the ripe swell of her breasts through the opening. “I know instructors aren’t supposed to get involved with students, but sometimes, people just can’t help themselves. Like I can’t, right now.”

Kyle just stared at her, his mouth hanging open. His eyes bounced rapidly between her tits and her face.

Randy reached down and ran her fingers over the bulge his cock made in his pants leg, looking into his eyes the whole time. “It feels like you have quite a big problem here, Kyle. Would you like me to help you with it? Give you a little… relief, if you know what I mean?”

Kyle exhaled loudly, and started tearing at the snap of his pants, ripped down his zipper, then stood up, pushing his pants down over his hips. “Jesus, Miss Reynolds! I’ve been dreaming about you too! Every time I jack-off, I think about you!”

“Mmmmm,” Randy purred, pushing her hand into the opening of his pants. “So you are interested after all.” Then her eyes widened in surprise as her finger closed around the enormous trunk of his elephantine cock. She looked at his face, seeing his shit eating grin, then down at her hand, as she felt his pants fall away.

Her tiny hand was wrapped around the biggest cock she’d ever seen in her life. His prodigious prick meat was rock hard, and throbbing powerfully in her hand. The heavy shaft was laced with thick veins down the length of it, and the huge purple glans was so swollen, the skin on it gleamed. Randy was amazed as her perspective of his cock seemed to change, her view of it shifting as she raised and lowered it with her hand, then ran her fingers over the length of it. She suddenly realized that she had fallen to her knees, completely unaware of what she was doing. She found herself staring at the head on his enormous cock now, and watched spellbound, as a pearly drop of pre-cum drooled from his winking piss slit.

Kyle cupped her cheeks in his hands, and tilted her head up, drawing her closer to his cockhead at the same time. “I’m glad you’re so eager to take me in hand like this, Miss Reynolds. Because you’re right, you can see how tense I am. I mean, I feel like I could explode there’s so much pressure built up.” He drew her a little closer, and his prick tip brushed over her lips, leaving a trail of pre-cum as it scraped across them.

He had recovered from his initial surprise, and was on familiar ground now. There was a beautiful woman kneeling at his feet, staring in awe at his pulsing prick meat, and he knew that the tables had been turned on her. The predator was now the prey.

Randy’s eyes flicked up at his face, and she saw the cocky confidence in his eyes. The shy schoolboy was gone, and the self assured athlete had taken his place. She ran her tongue over her lips, wetting them, and shivered when she tasted his pre-cum on her lips. She looked back up at him, her eyes glazed with lust now.

“R… Randy.” she panted, her hot breath washing over his cockknob, making his thick fuck rod quiver in her fingers. “I think it’s time you called me Randy.”

“That’s appropriate… Randy.” he drawled, easing his hips forward, his hands moving up and wrapping themselves in her thick black hair, pulling her head down, making his cockhead press insistently against her lips. “I’m feeling pretty randy right now, but you can see that, can’t you… Randy.”

Randy felt the huge knob of his cock mash against her lips, and she let them open slowly, swirling her tongue around the tightly stretch skin of his cockhead as it slipped into her mouth. She brought her other hand up, wrapping it around his cockshaft, so now both of her hands were wrapped around the middle of his cock meat. She started stroking her hands up and down, and in seconds, her fists were flying over his pounding prickshaft. She groaned deep in her throat, and pushed her head down, slurping his cock into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily.

Kyle grinned, throwing his head back, letting his sexy teacher work out on his prick. She was right, he was under alot of pressure, and he could feel it building steadily in his balls. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to last very long the way she was sucking on his cock, but he didn’t think she’d care if he came quickly. He knew he didn’t.

“Oh shit, Randy,” he grunted, pumping her head up and down faster with his hands, showing her the rhythm he wanted. “You’re really good at this! Suck it harder! Make me cum in your hot little mouth!”

Randy looked up at him, her mouth stretched out of shape by his immense meat muscle. She was pounding her fists up and down on his cock harder and faster as she sucked on the jizz dripping knob. Swirling her tongue all around on it, she licked up his sticky pre-cum as it drooled from his piss slit. She popped her mouth off his cock, staring up at him, as she gasped and panted for air.

“Do you like the way I suck your big cock, Kyle? Oh god, it’s even bigger than I imagined, and tastes so fucking good!” she said as she kept jerking eagerly on his throbbing prickshaft. “I can’t wait till you shoot your hot cum in my mouth, and down my thro… ummmmllpppphhh!”

Kyle pulled her mouth back onto his cock, and started driving the full length of it in and out of her facial fuck hole, making her gag as the swollen glans bulled down her throat. His balls were already nestled snuggly under the base of his twitching cockstalk, and he could feel the delicious burning sensation as his tortured nuts prepared to unleash their creamy load.

He groaned as he felt the first hot load rumbling up his piss tube, and he looked down at her face, wanting to see her face when he shot off in her mouth. “Here it cums, teach!” he grunted, “Oh fuck, keep sucking! Don’t stop! I’m gonna cummmmmmmm!” He shuddered as he felt his hot jizz erupt into her hungrily sucking mouth.

Randy’s cheeks bulged as the first powerful spurt of spunk shot into her mouth, coating her tongue with a layer of steaming man chowder, spraying down her throat in a creamy torrent. She swallowed quickly, her throat muscles working frantically as she gulped down his cum. She was still trying to swallow it all when another gooey jet of jizz burst from his piss slit, followed almost immediately by another, then another. He was spilling more cum into her mouth than any of her previous lovers had with three of theirs, and she just couldn’t keep up with it.

Thick ribbons of jism gushed from her lips around his cockshaft as he stroked it in and out of her mouth. His hot, sticky cum ran down over her chin, dripping off onto the heaving upper swells of her tits. She pulled her head back, gasping and coughing, and his next spurt caught her square on the chin, splashing down over her neck, and leaving thick strings of cum clinging to her blouse. she popped his cock back into her mouth, but the flow was starting to taper off, easing to a slow trickle from his piss hole.

Kyle leaned back on the desk, his chest heaving as he took in great gulps of air. He stared at her cum covered lips as she kept sucking on his cockhead, her hands still pumping roughly up and down on cockstalk. He reached down, grabbing her upper arms, and pulled her upright.

Randy gasped as he pressed his lips to hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth, sweeping around, then tickling the tip of hers. He pulled back, licking the cum off her chin, and kissed her again, his cum coated tongue dancing against hers. She kissed him back, sucking the cum off his darting labia, moaning into his mouth. She’d never had anyone kiss her after she’d sucked his cock, much less after he’d cum in her mouth. Her pussy spasmed, and hot girl cum gushed from between her pussylips, soaking the crotch of her thong, and trickling down her thighs.

He pulled back again, holding her at arms length, as he stepped around her, then pushed her down over the desk as he dropped to his knees behind her. Pushing her skirt up over her creamy white ass, he hooked his thumb in the strap of her thong and pulled it aside as he spread her asscheeks with his fingers. Randy groaned when he licked up the length of her ass crack, then used his knees to open her legs wider. Randy dropped her upper body flat on the desk and spread her feet as far apart as they would go, opening herself up for whatever he wanted to do to her.

Kyle lifted her leg and forced it up onto the desk, spreading her wide open, and angling her cunt back at him at the same time. His fingers held the thin crotchband of her thong out of the way, and he spread the hairy lips of her pussy with his thumbs. Randy moaned as he plastered his mouth to her drooling pussy slit, his tongue stroking up and down eagerly as he sucked and slurped up the pearls of cream soaking her tender flesh.

Randy moaned as she felt his tongue stab up into her drooling cunt hole, and she shivered as a fresh flood of juice poured down, running over his tongue and into his mouth. Kyle started sucking her more eagerly, grinding his face around between her legs as he sucked her pussy hungrily from behind. She loved the way his tongue felt as it sluiced around in her crotch, but she longed to feel his huge cock filling her. She’d never had one anywhere near as big as his, and she couldn’t wait any longer to feel it pounding into her.

Reaching back, Randy grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled him up, urging him to his feet.

“Get up, Kyle.” She panted. “Stick it in me! I want to feel your cock in me, Kyle! I want you to fuck me!” She laid out over the desk, keeping her leg up on it, purring as she felt him move up behind her. She shivered as she felt him scraping the fat knob up and down the length of his cunt slice, then center it on the tight hole.

“Oh god!” She groaned as she felt him start to press forward, the huge head of his cock stretching her tight little pussy hole almost to the bursting point. Her eyes clenched shut and she had to cover her mouth to smother a scream as he shoved half his enormous cock pole into her. She tried to wriggle away from him, but Kyle grabbed her hips, pulling her back as he began stroking in and out slowly.

Kyle grinned down at her as he started fucking her slowly. Her pussy was even tighter than Lois’s, and he knew that he had to give her time to get used to it. Randy was laying still on the desk, panting and whimpering as he stroked the top half of his cock in and out of her. When he felt her hips start to push back at him, he fed her another inch his stiff meat, then pulled back and buried his cock to the balls on the next stroke.

Randy gasped, and her head came up off the table, her eyes wide in their sockets. She’d never imagined, much less felt anything as huge as the swollen hunk of cock meat that was warping her poor little pussy out of shape. The throbbing knob of his cock slammed against the mouth of her womb, and her abused cunt hole quivered, milking and sucking the knarled length of his prick as he withdrew it slowly.

“Fuck, you’re tight!” Kyle grunted as he jerked her back, jamming his hips forward at the same time. His cock plowed into her again, and he fell into a steady rhythm, feeding her the full length of his cock with increasingly powerful strokes.

Randy’s pussy spasmed, clasping and clenching spastically on his plunging prick pole, and a flood of her fuck oils flowed from her wide stretched cuntlips. The creamy girl cum eased the passage of his mammoth meat muscle, and he started fucking her even faster. Randy writhed on the desk, sliding back toward him now, standing on her toes to angle her pussy up at him even more.

“So good, Kyle!” She grunted as she humped her ass back at him, eagerly meeting his strokes as he plunged into her roughly. “Oh shit! I’m gonna cum, Kyle! Oh god! Your fucking cock feels fantastic in my… Unhn! Oh shi… Nnngggghnnnnnn!”

Her cock stretched pussy sleeve spasmed wildly, the juice coated inner walls fluttering wildly along the shaft of his cock as it bulled in and out of her. Randy squeezed her eyes shut as her orgasm surged over her, and her body shuddered and twitched on the table, her fist pounding on it as she bit her lip to keep from crying out.

Kyle grunted as her cunt sucked on his cock like a runaway vacuum cleaner, and his balls exploded, blasting sizzling knots of spunk into her wildly clasping cunt hole like a firehose of full throttle. Jet after sizzling jet of jizz erupted from his piss slit, flooding her tortured cunt tunnel with his hot, sticky ball milk.

Randy groaned as she felt his cum spurting into her abused cunt hole, soothing the raw inner flesh with a warm, slippery layer of jizz, easing the passage of his pounding prick pole even more.

“Don’t stop, Kyle!” She whimpered, jamming her ass back at him, wriggling her hips in small circles as she bounced up and down on her toes. “Keep fucking me! You can keep it hard, I know you can! Oh god! I want more, Kyle! I don’t want you to ever stop!”

Kyle jammed his cock full length up her wetly sucking cunt chute, falling across her back, gasping for breath. He held hip cock buried in her, grunting as her spasming pussy hole milked and massaged his meat stick rhythmically.

“So… sorry, teach.” He groaned as her cunt clenched around his cockshaft, the tight opening wringing the root of his cock like a noose. Yo… you wore my ass out. You gotta let me re… rest for a minute.”

Randy whined, but kept worked her ass back at him, hoping he’d start fucking her again when he caught his breath.

“Kyle, wait a minute, I need a favor before you go.” she said as she walked over to her desk and picked up a cup. She took the lid off, dipping her finger in it, smiling when she felt that it was cold. She walked over to him, holding out the cup. “I need you to throw this on me. I know it sounds stupid, but I can’t go out with my blouse looking like this. It’ll just be easier for me if I can tell people someone spilled coffee on me!”

Kyle grinned, taking the cup from her, motioning for her to back up a little bit. He stepped forward, tilting the cup, throwing the contents into the air so it splashed all over the front of her spit and cum covered blouse.

Randy shivered, then laughed, brushing at the front of her blouse as she leaned forward, kissing him lightly on the lips. “Thank you Kyle, that’s perfect!” Then she grinned, her eyes twinkling as she looked at him. “And if you’re interested, I think I’ll block out an hour on my calendar for some extra credit sessions a few times a week. What days are good for you?”

“Monday through Friday is good for me!” he said with a grin as he opened the door. “But I think I might need some longer, special tutoring sessions on the weekends too, it all depends on how much pressure builds up!”

The next day at the game…

Randy made her way back to her seat, half-time was almost over, and she was looking forward to seeing the second half. Kyle had been performing exceptionally well, making tackle after tackle, and breaking up several key plays. She was just getting settled when a voice behind her said, “Excuse me, are you Randy Reynolds?”

She turned and saw a strikingly beautiful woman wearing skin tight jeans and a jersey with Kyle’s number on it, with ‘That’s My Baby!’ emblazoned under it looking her over. The jersey was tucked in, and the slogan drew the eye to her big tits, which made the number jump out at the world.

“Yes, I am.” Randy said politely. “I’m sorry, I don’t believe we’ve met”

“I’m Tracy Harris,” the woman said casually. She ran her hand under the slogan. “Kyle Harris’s mom.”

“It’s delightful to meet you,” Randy smiled as she stood up and held out her hand. “But I can’t believe you have a son Kyle’s age. You look younger that I do!”

“Thank you, dear! I love it when people tell me that!” Tracy smiled. “It’s really easier than you think though. The secret is, live loose, enjoy life, and drop those puppies early!”

Randy laughed with her, not getting what she meant at all. She noticed that Tracy was still holding her hand, and was blatantly looking her up and down like she was inspecting a cut of meat.

Randy was wearing a pair of khaki hiking shorts that were a little loose on her legs, but hugged her hips and ass tightly, and a man’s white button down shirt with the school’s emblem on the pocket tucked into them. She was wearing hiking boots with khaki socks that came up to just under her knees. She looked every inch the healthy outdoors woman.

She smiled at Tracy again, drawing her hand back, and took her seat again.

Tracy sat in the seat next to hers, and turned to look at her. “Kyle is always telling me how much he enjoys studying under you. He says you really know the ins and outs of government, and that you’re not afraid to let your students get as deep as they can into your subject.” She stopped and smiled, taking a sip of her beer. “He says that you encourage them to just plunge into it wholeheartedly, throw caution to the winds, and just put everything they’ve got into it, as hard as they can. I like that kind of open minded attitude, and I appreciate how willingly you’ve opened yourself up to Kyle. He really appreciates it, and swears that there’s nothing that can keep him from coming in… I mean, to, your class. And now I can see why!”

Randy just stared at her, her breath caught in her throat. Oh my god! She knows! she thought. How the hell am I going to get out of this? I could lose my job for fucking a student! But fuck! He’s so hot, and the cock on him! How could she resist?

“Are you alright, Randy?” Tracy asked, putting her hand on her leg, running it back and forth lightly. “You look as though you’ve seen a ghost!”

“What? Oh! I’m sorry, but my ex-boyfriend just walked down the stairs, and it startled me. We had a bad break-up.” She looked down at Tracy’s hand on her leg, then back up at her face. She took a deep breath, and forced a smile. “I really enjoy having Kyle in me… I mean, in my class. He contributes so much! He’s not like your typical jock.”

“Oh, I have to disagree.” Tracy said, shaking her head sadly. “I encouraged him to pursue Social Studies because I want him to be able to get a government job if he doesn’t get drafted by the pros, or god forbid, gets injured.” She took another sip from her beer. “I know most parent’s won’t admit it, but Kyle’s not the brightest bulb in the box, and if football doesn’t work out as a career, I want him to be able to find a good paying job where he doesn’t have to work too hard, and can’t cause any real damage. That just shouts government.”

Randy burst out laughing, heaving a sigh of relief. “Oh my god!” she said. “That is the most realistic appraisal that I’ve ever heard from a parent! Kyle is a gifted athlete, and has other desirable skills, but academically, he is lagging a little behind the pack. I think I’m giving him his best grade this semester, and that’s going to be a low B.”

“I know. I’ve spoken to his other instructors already. Good lord, what a bunch of stuffy old peacocks! But I’m surprised. After everything he’s put into you recently… your class that is, the best you can do is a B?”

Randy was sure now that Tracy knew that she’d spread her legs for Kyle, but sensed that she wasn’t going to make an issue of it. Her speech about Randy’s class had been loaded with double meanings, and those little slips, there was no way they were accidental. Then there was the way she had checked out her body, and the way her fingers were dancing on her skin. Randy couldn’t decide if the woman was signaling her that it was okay for her to have sex with her son, or if she was making a move on her herself. She decided that it was time to find out.

“I think so,” she said, laying her hand on top of Tracy’s, and putting light pressure on it, rocking it back and forth gently. “He’s completed the minimum course requirements, but to be honest, he really didn’t make an impression on me until yesterday. Before that, I didn’t know if he had what it took to satisfy me, as far as his grasp of the subject was concerned.”

Tracy nodded and smiled, and her hand started stroking Randy’s leg lightly. Randy smiled back, and started to move her hand away, but Tracy put her forefinger over hers, and shook her head. The movement was barely noticeable to anyone but Randy, and she wasn’t completely sure exactly what she had just seen. Tracy’s hand stopped at the bottom of Randy’s shorts, and she lifted one eyebrow slightly, then glanced at the field.

Randy had never had another woman be so openly sexual toward her, while being so subtle about it. She’d had her share of lesbian passes, and even had a few flings with some of her roommates in college, but Tracy’s multi-layered approach had her intrigued.

“There’s a lot of give and take in the educational process.” Tracy said lightly as she turned back to her. “Sometimes, the teacher has to show a willingness to accept input from a student.” She squeezed Randy’s leg lightly, and stroked her fingers back and forth over her soft skin. “Then there’s the parent teacher relationship. They have to be open to, and understand what the other is telling them, especially the little signals when people aren’t comfortable to speak freely. Sometimes people miss out on those opportunities that make life… interesting.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” Randy said, pulling Tracy’s hand gently up under the leg of her shorts. “I try to be as receptive as I can to everything my students offer me, and I have to admit, that with Kyle, it’s easier than with some of my other students. I mean, he has so much to offer! And with the right guidance, he can work wonders with it!”

“You are so right!” Tracy said, leaning close. She let her voice drop to a conspiratorial whisper. “And I have to tell you, I appreciate you taking him firmly in hand like you have. If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like you to feel free to go even further with him.” Her finger slipped up over Randy’s again as she moved her hand higher up under the leg of her shorts. She sat back, and looked at the field, then back at Randy. “But you and I need to communicate to, Randy. I feel that we’re really connecting, but we need to widen our horizons, open things up between us.” Her eyes flicked down toward Randy’s legs, then right back to her face.

Randy laughed and leaned back in her seat, letting her legs drift apart. She pulled lightly on Tracy’s hand, easing it even higher under her shorts. Tracy’s fingers were less than an inch from the crotch of her panties, and Randy was curious just how far she would go in this public venue.

“Tracy, you have to stop reading my mind!” she said, moving her hand again until Tracy’s fingers were almost brushing the damp fabric of her panties. “I think we have to explore those openings that present themselves to us, and take advantage of them! I mean, we’re talking about your son’s future here!”

“My point exactly,” Tracy said, reaching out with her little finger, brushing it softly up and down the puffy crotch of Randy’s panties. She pressed the edge of her finger harder against her, forcing her panties up between the lips of her pussy. She could feel the hairs poking out from under the leg holes, ticking the side of her hand, and she smiled as she felt her panties getting wetter by the second. “It’s his life, but isn’t it exciting that we have to opportunity to guide and nurture him like this? We’re not going to be around all the time to tell him that something is dripping, or that the bushes need to be trimmed, and we have to be sure he’s prepared to jump on whatever opens itself up to him!”

She pulled her hand from under Randy’s shorts again, and turned to looked at the field again. Waving her hand slowly in front of her face like she was shooing away an insect, she inhaled the pleasant aroma of Randy’s pussy. She turned back to her, making sure she noticed what she’d done. Randy was smiling, and her tongue darted out, licking lightly at her upper lip, then retreated.

“It looks like the game is about to start again. So I’m afraid I’ll have to be going.” she said. “But I’ve had the most delightful time talking to you. Let’s get together soon, when we can really give this issue a good going over!”

“I’d like that!” Randy said. “Would you like to stay here, and watch the rest of the game with me? No one was sitting in that seat. Most of the seats in this section are open.”

Tracy put her little finger in her mouth, pretending to consider the offer. She ran in slowly in and out of her mouth, sucking on it lightly as she sampled Randy’s juices. Then she dropped her hand to Randy’s knee, patting it gently.

“That’s a delightful offer dear, but I have seats behind the bench on the forty yard line. The parents and boosters section, you know? And I’m with a group of friends.” Tracy slid her hand high up on Randy’s leg again, smiling at her. “I’m having a party tomorrow to celebrate, or console, we still have to see which. Why don’t you join us? I’m sure we’ll have lots of chances to get to know each other much better then!”

“Thank you! I’d like that. I can get the address from the student registry, and I already have the your number. I get all my students phone numbers in case a class is cancelled, or there’s a problem on campus.”

Tracy stood up, looking at the field. “Oh, they’re about to kick off for the second half. I really need to get back!” she walked out to the aisle, and Randy watched her ass wiggling in her tight jeans as she moved.

Tracy stopped when she reached the stairs, and turned back to Randy.

“It’s a pool party, so bring your suit! And don’t forget to trim!”

She threw Randy a wicked grin, waved, and was gone up the stairs.

Chapter 6

Scene Twelve-The House Party

Part One

“Randy! I’m so glad you could make it dear! Come on in!” Tracy said as she ushered her into the house. “My friends Lois and Susan are out by the pool with the boys. After you called, I wanted to make sure I heard the bell when you got here.”

Randy was wearing hiking shorts again, with a black t-shirt and tennis shoes. She looked Tracy up and down as they went into the living room.

Tracy was wearing a dark blue bikini with a beach wrap around her waist that still let most of one leg show.

“Thank you for inviting me! And I’m glad we’re celebrating, not consoling.” Randy said, looking around the room. “Oh, Tracy! What a lovely home! Did you decorate it yourself?”

“Oh, god no!” Tracy laughed. “A photographer I work with sometimes had his crew do it for me. It was a bonus for a shoot that I did with him.” She took one of the bags Randy was carrying, and headed for the kitchen. “Let’s take some of this stuff into the kitchen, then get you changed.”

“Thanks, I brought some queso dip and chips, but I didn’t know what you drank, so I just brought some beer.” Randy said as she sat the twelve pack on the counter.

“We’ve got plenty of booze, believe me. We drink mostly margaritas around here. Don’t be fooled when Lois offers you some of her ‘special punch’. It’s kind of an inside joke, so don’t ask.”

“Okay, where can I get changed? It’s a beautiful day, and I’d like to get some sun!” Randy said. “And can I get some of that special punch? That sounds good right about now!”

Tracy picked up one of the pitchers sitting on the table, and poured two glasses, handing one to Randy.

“You can change in my room,” Tracy told her, taking her hand and leading the way. “It’s just down the hall here.”

As they entered the bedroom, Randy sat her bag on a chair, and her drink on the dresser, then pulled her t-shirt over her head, letting her braless tits bounce free, kicking off her shoes at the same time. Tracy sat on the bed, leaning back on her hands as she watched her undress. Randy noticed and grinned at her, turning to face her as she opened her shorts and started to push them down over her hips. “Checking out the goods, huh?” she laughed.

“I already knew it was all good,” Tracy said, nodding her head. “I just want to get a better look.”

Randy pushed her shorts and panties down with a flourish, holding her hands up in the air. “Well, wha… ”

“Oh wow, that’s one bushy beaver!” Tracy laughed when she saw the abundance of hair surrounding Randy’s pussy mound as she pushed her shorts down, kicking them to the side. “But I have to tell you, you’re not gonna get much action today if we don’t trim that thatch back a little!”

“Action?” Randy said, a confused expression on her face. “I’m not sure I know what you mean. I knew you were coming on to me yesterday, and I liked the idea. But I thought we would hook up later, when we could spend some time together. Is there something else going on?”

Tracy stood up and walked over to her, then dropped her hand between Randy’s legs, her fingers tugging at the thick fur covering her pussylips. “Oh, I thought you understood. We’re having a neighborhood fuck party, hon. I invited you because Kyle told me what a great fuck you are, and we really needed a fourth girl! He mentioned that you were hairier than Lois, Susan or I are, but Lois and I shave bare around our pussylips, and Susan trims pretty close. I had no idea you were this hairy. I guess you’re a natural kind of girl!”

Tracy looked at her for a moment, then took her hand and led her over to the bed, and sat down with her. She looked at her again, then smiled brightly.

“I thought you already knew what was going on, or didn’t you realize that Kyle had told me that you’d fucked him?” she said.

Randy nodded. “I kind of figured that he had said something to you. You’re approach was… familiar.”

“Yeah, I like talking dirty without using dirty words too. That way, if you’re wrong about the person you’re talking to, you can pass it off as a misunderstanding. I knew we’d get along as soon as I heard about your approach.” she grinned. “But you didn’t think it was unusual that a guy would tell his mother that he had fucked one of his teachers? Or that she would come on to you later?”

Randy nodded, but didn’t say anything. She waited for Tracy to continue.

“Then I guess I’m just going to have to spell the rest of it out for you.” she paused, gathering her thoughts, then continued. “Like I said, Lois and Susan are out by the pool. Well, about the boys I mentioned. Phil is Lois’s son, and Tim and Tom are Susan’s sons. They’re just home for the summer, they go to school back east. You already know about Kyle and me. But then again, I guess you don’t.”

“I still don’t want to believe that Kyle is your son! You don’t look old enough to have a son his age. I mean, I know Kyle’s over eighteen, how old are the others?”

“They’re all a little older than Kyle is. My baby is the baby in our little stud farm.”

Randy’s mouth dropped open, and Tracy reached over and closed it gently for her.

“So do you understand now? There’s four really nice cock’s out there for you, and if you don’t mind sharing them with their mother’s, you’re welcome to stay and have the time of your life. I’m betting that you’re going to stay, but if you don’t think you can handle it and want to leave, we won’t take it personally. You can still keep fucking Kyle of course, and I’d still like to do you myself.”

“Wow,” Randy said, staring at Tracy in disbelief. “This is a lot to take in. I’m going to need a minute to think about it.”

“No, you’re not.” Tracy said casually. “Stand up, Randy,”

“What?”

“I said, stand up. Come stand right here,” she said, pointing to a spot on the floor right in front of her. “Come on, get up. I’m not going to hurt you.”

The younger woman stood up, and stood where Tracy had told her too. Tracy put her hands on the insides of her knees, and forced them wider apart. Then she moved one hand up and cupped Randy’s furry pussy mound, sliding her middle finger up into her cream filled cunt chute. Randy’s pussy was sopping wet, and Tracy stroked her finger in and out of the juice soaked hole a few times, then pulled it out, and licked her finger clean.

“You’re staying.” she grinned up at her. “If you were going to leave, you’d already have your clothes on, and be running for the door.”

“You already know how big Kyle’s dick is. Well, Phil’s is just as big, and the other two are damned close! And Lois, Oh my god! She’s a little horny cunt lapper that’ll have you begging for more. And you already know I wanna dive on this juicy little muff. So what do you say we call Lois and Susan in here, and we can show you some of the different options you have, then get some of this fucking hair out the way?”

“They’re all as big as Kyle’s? Oh my god!” Randy giggled, a shiver of anticipation running through her. “You’re right, I’d be crazy to pass that up. But I’m not really sure I want to shave my pussy,” she said, running her fingers through the lush growth between her legs. “I like the way it feels when I play with myself!”

“No one said you had to shave it, hon.” Tracy laughed, going over and pushing the curtains aside, and sliding the patio door open. “Lois, Susan, would you two step in here for a minute? I want to introduce you to Randy.” She turned back to Randy and grinned. “I said we need to trim it back a little. Wait till you see Susan, you’ll see what I mean.”

Susan came through the sliding glass door, and held the curtain for Lois, then closed the door behind her.

“Lois, Susan, this is Randy. She’s one of Kyle’s instructors.” Tracy said lightly as they came into the room. “They had a… private conference the other day, and after Kyle told me about it, I thought she’d make a good addition to our little circle. And I know the boys are going to love her!”

Randy turned toward the two women, holding out her hand. “It’s nice to me… ” she began, but never got to finish her sentence.

“Oh my god! Look at that fucking bush!” Lois said shrilly. She fell to her knees, her face inches from Randy’s crotch, inspecting the profuse growth of Randy’s pussy hair closely. She was on her feet again almost immediately, pushing her back toward the bed. “Lay down and spread ‘em, honey! I gotta get a better look at the furry little beaver.”

Randy fell back on the bed, her legs flying up in the air. Before she even knew what was happening, Lois was on her knees in front of her, holding her legs up and apart with her forearms as her finger spread the fur fringed lips of her pussy apart.

Tracy burst out laughing, and Susan giggled into her hand as Lois pressed her face closer, then looked up at Randy. “And she’s already wet! What have you two been doing in here? Never mind, I don’t care. I just want a taste! Can I?”

Randy stared down at her, her own eyes wide. She nodded, and Lois dove in eagerly, her tongue lashing and lapping all around in her creamy cunt slice. Randy moaned, and pulled her legs up higher, holding them up with her hands, wanting to give Lois as much room as she could. “Oh fuck! You’re right Tracy!” she whimpered, dropping one hand onto Lois’s head, urging her up toward her clit. “I’ve never had anyone eat me out like this! She’s got me ready to cum already!”

Tracy stepped over and gave Lois a soft kick on one ass cheek, making her look up. Her face was covered in shiny girl cum, and she was breathing hard. “Sorry to interrupt, but I asked you in here so we can model our pussy doo’s for her, so she can see if she’d like something shorter down there.” She held her hand out to Lois, helping her up. “But what did you think? Did her hair get in the way? And more important, do you think the boys would like it like that?”

Susan was already shaking her head as she looked at Randy’s densely furred snatch. “Timmy and Tommy won’t like that at all. I’m sorry, but they just won’t.”

Lois wiped her mouth of with the back of her hand, and grinned. “I just pushed it out of the way, but it tickled my cheeks and nose, and that was a little distracting.” Taking a step back, she pushed her bikini bottoms off quickly, revealing her bare beaver to Randy. “I don’t think she’d want to go this far,” she said as she went though several poses. “The boys love it on me, but that’s because it makes me look like a little lolita!”

Randy gasped as she sat up, her eyes roaming all over Lois’s body, but her eyes were quickly drawn to Tracy behind her. She was wriggling out of her suit bottoms, stepping closer and standing with her feet comfortably spread apart. “I went with a little landing strip up top, but I shave the lips. I like the look, and Phil loves eating me. It was his idea to taper it to a point like this. He said it was like an ‘insert cock here’ sign.”

She turned to Susan, and saw that she was already easing her bottoms down over her fleshy bottom. She let them drop to her feet, then spread her legs slightly, and stood with her hands on her hips.

Randy leaned forward, looking from woman to woman. “I could never pull off the full shave look, sorry Lois.” She crossed her legs and looked back and forth between Tracy and Susan. “I like that little patch you have right over your pussy, Tracy. But I like the way the hair looks framing Susan’s.” She looked at Susan, and patted the bed. “Could I get a closer look? Kind of like what a man… or a woman,” she said, grinning at Lois, “Is going to see?”

“Sure,” Susan said, then sat down on the side of the bed and leaned back on her elbows. She opened her legs wider as Randy got to her knees and slid between them. “Want me to lift my legs up? Or can you see okay?”

“Oh, I can see just fine,” Randy whispered as she moved closer, her face inches from Susan’s close cropped cunt slit. “But would you lift them up a little? Your pussy is just beautiful! Your whole body is!”

Susan lifted her legs slowly, spreading them wide, opening her whole crotch to Randy’s eager face. She smiled down at the other woman. “Thank you, dear. But while you’re down there, would you mind… ”

“I’d be glad to!” Randy panted, and moved her hands up onto Susan’s legs, gripping her thick thighs gently. Her mouth planted tender kisses all over her juicy cunt mound, then her tongue slid out, dipping between her fleshy pussylips, and dragged slowly up the length of her slit. “Oh god! That tastes so good!” she muttered into Susan’s pussy, and was just about to start eating her in earnest, when Tracy spoke up behind her.

“I’m sorry to keep breaking things up,” she said casually. “But unless you want me to send the boys home so we can just lez out, we were trying to find out if Randy wanted a trim.”

Randy back away, then dipped back in for another quick kiss. She looked up at Susan, and mouthed, ‘later?’. Susan nodded as Randy stood up and turned to face Tracy. “I think I do,” she said. “But I think I want a combo. Can we do like, your little landing strip, and the hair around the outside like Susan has, with a little bridge connecting them?

Lois burst out laughing, and the other three woman looked at her. “Oh, no! Don’t tell me you don’t get it?” she gasped, trying to get control of herself

Randy shook her head, and Susan had a puzzled look on her face. “I wasn’t going to say anything,” Tracy said. “At least, not till we were done.”

“What? What am I missing here?” Randy asked. She didn’t like people laughing at her.

Lois grinned at her. “I sorry, hon. Here, let me show you.” She picked up a pen off the desk, and flipped an enveloped over, and looked back at Randy. “You want the landing strip,” she drew a short line. “and you want the fur fringe,” she drew two more lines under, and to either side of it. “then a bridge connecting them.” she added two arches, connecting the other three lines. and held it up so everyone could see it.

“Yeah, that’s exactly what I want. So?”

Lois turned the paper over so her drawing was upside down, and Randy could see what she’d thought was so funny. “Now, you all tell me, how many times today are we going to hear that someone is going to eat at the ‘Y’?”

Tracy was laughing openly now, and Susan and Randy had started to smile, finally getting the joke.

“I got fifty bucks that says we hear it from Phil as soon as he sees it!” Lois laughed

“Well, shit!” Randy said. “If it’s gonna get me that kind of traffic, let’s get to it!”

Fifteen minutes later, Randy’s new doo was done, and she was standing in front of the mirror admiring herself. “You were right, Lois. It does look like an upside down ‘Y’,” she turned around, grinning at the other three women. “But damn! I think it looks hot!”

“So do I,” Susan said softly, drawing a look from Tracy and Lois. “And your dark hair really makes it stand out!” She ran her fingers through her own closely cropped bush. “I may darken mine, I like the way that looks.”

“I’m glad you like it! But I thought someone said that there were some cocks around here I’d be interested in meeting, or meating, as the case may be. Now that I’m presentable, I’d like to see if any of them want to go for a test ride!”

“I think you’ll get as many rides as you can handle today, Randy.” Tracy laughed. “But how are we going to do this? Put our suits back on, and let them unwrap us individually, or just dump the suits here, and give them a skin show to really get this party started?”

Susan and Lois peeled of their tops quickly, and Randy was already nude. All three turned and looked at Tracy. “Skin show it is!” she said as she pulled off her own top, then opened the curtain and the sliding glass door, and stepped out onto the patio.

Part Two

Tracy and Tim

The boys were all in the pool splashing around and having a good time when the girls stepped outside. They didn’t notice that the girls had joined them, until Lois said, “So what’s a girl gotta do around here to get fucked? Walk around butt naked?”

All four boys turned, and their eyes went wide when they saw the four naked women walking toward the pool. Phil was the first one out of the water, and was skimming his shorts down as he made a beeline for Susan. He grabbed her hand, grinning at her as he pulled her over to one of the inflatable floats laying beside the pool. He turned and looked at Tracy, then back at Susan’s tits, then back at Tracy again.

“You got any baby… no, make that Wesson oil?” he looked at Susan’s tits again. He cock was already standing up stiffly as he stared at her humongous tits. “I think I’m gonna need a big bottle!”

Susan laughed, her hand wrapping around his cock as she pulled him down on the float with her. “Could you bring that out to us Tracy? I think Phil here has to earn what he has in mind.” she laughed as she pushed his head down between her wide spread legs.

Tom walked over and stood in front of Randy, smiling shyly at her. “Hi, I’m Tom. What’s your name?”

Randy reached down and wrapped her fingers around his shriveled cock. “I’m randy, and my name is Randy too!” she laughed, stroking his cock softly with her warm fingers. “What’s your little friend’s name?” she asked him with a grin.

“His name is Dick, And if you keep that up, he’s not going to be little for long!”

“Well,” she said as she led him over into the grass, “Let’s see if we can get Dick to grow on me. What do you say, Tom?”

“He’s growing already, but he may want to finish growing in you. Or at least, I want him too!”

Tracy walked over and took Tim’s hand, leading him toward the house. She stopped under the awning leading into the kitchen, and turned, throwing her arms over his shoulders. She leaned close to him and kissed him lightly, then more hungrily as he returned her kiss eagerly. His hands came around and closed under her soft asscheeks, pulling her into him, and she could feel his cock hardening against her.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned into his mouth, darting her tongue into his mouth and swabbing the insides of his cheeks. “I knew I’d get the good one.” She panted into his mouth as she ground her tits into his chest, and humped her pussy mound against his now hard cock. She lifted one leg slightly, letting his pulsing prickshaft poke up between her legs, then worked her hips back and forth slowly, dragging her dripping pussy slit over the length of his meaty cockstalk.

Tim groaned into her mouth, his tongue dueling with hers. He tightened his grip on her ass, then relaxed it, at the same time, he put his feet on either side of hers, forcing her feet closer together, making the fleshy tunnel his cock was sliding through even tighter.

Tracy pulled her mouth away from his, grinning at him. “You naughty boy!” she said. “Are you trying to fuck me standing up?”

Tim nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

Tracy threw her head back and laughed, lifting one leg till her knee was almost touching her tit. “Let me see if I can help you then. Hold my leg for me.” she said, reaching down so she could guide the head of his cock into her tight pussy. Tim held her leg as she wiggled her hips, and groaned as she dragged his swollen cockknob around in her sopping wet cunt slit. “Don’t you cum yet!” she giggled as she got the head lined up with the opening of her pussy, and lowered her leg slowly.

Tim’s legs were shaking as he eased her leg down, finally letting it drop to the ground. “Don’t move. Oh please, don’t move!” He rested his head on her shoulder, panting lightly onto her neck. Tracy moved her arms down so they were circling his waist, let him savor the sensations. She knew just how he felt, she was pretty sure that she was going to start cumming as soon as either of them moved again.

They stood locked together for a couple of minutes, neither of them speaking, just enjoying the pleasure of their joining. Tracy stroked his hair, then turned her head to whisper in his ear. “We have to get something out of the kitchen, Tim.” she giggled, making him groan into her neck. He raised his head, and she kissed him lightly.

“Feeling adventurous?” she asked.

Tim nodded, then a smile began to spread across his face.

“Think you can walk me into the kitchen like this?” she asked, looking back over her shoulder, gauging the distance to the door. She sighed with relief when she saw the door was open.

“We’ll dance,” she said, unwrapping one arm from him, and reaching back for his hand, taking it in hers. They looked like the were waltzing as they started moving toward the door, but the real dance was going on inside her tight cunt channel, as his cock slid around, twisting and shifting in a different direction on every step.

Tim was leading, and was saying, “step… step… step” softly, as they moved toward the door. Tracy thought it was cute, then realized that it actually helped. Her pussy was quivering and creaming heavily around his cock, and if he hadn’t been counting cadence, they would have fallen by now. She missed the next step, but her feet were planted firmly, and Tim felt her stop, and stopped with her.

“Cu… cumming,” she gasped softly into his ear as she clung to him. “Y… you?”

“I… I ca… can hold it.” he grunted. “Let me know when you’re ready, okay?”

Nodding her head against him, she held him for a moment longer, then whispered, “O… okay, let’s go a little more.”

Tim kissed her forehead, then the started again. “left foot, right, step… step,”. A moment later he said, “left foot up… slide… right foot up, slide… turn… turn,.”

Tracy looked over his shoulder and saw that they were in the kitchen, and the cabinet she needed to get into was only a few steps behind him. She let go of his hand, and brought both of hers down under his ass, pulling him tighter against her. “My turn,” she whispered in his ear, pulling him into her, then releasing him, “stroke… withdrawal… stroke… withdrawal, cum in me, stroke… withdrawal… stroke… withdrawal, cum in me, stroke… ’”

Tim shuddered, clutching her tightly to him. His ass was moving on it’s own now, and he grunted as he felt his cum load rushing up his cockshaft, and spraying into her sucking, spasming cunt channel. Tracy groaned back at him, grinding her pussy down onto his jizz spitting cock. She took a small step back with one foot, then the other, pulling him with her as she leaned against the wall.

“Fuck me, Timmy!” she purred in his ear. “That’s right, shoot all that hot cum in my pussy, baby! Mmmmmmm, it feels so good!” She felt a series of soft, soothing cums swell over her, and she rode on them as he slid his cock in and out of her tight, sucking pussy.

Tim fucked into her steadily, but not with the rough frantic strokes she was expecting. He was working his huge cock in and out of her juicy pussy with short, slow strokes, depositing a fresh load of cum in her clasping cunt chute on every instroke, then leaking a drooling trail of jizz on the outstroke.

Tracy was loving every second of it, and just held onto him, letting him fuck her as long as he wanted.

Part Three

Lois and Kyle

Kyle pulled a wide cushion over and stretched out on it. He saw Lois heading for him, and smiled broadly. He had just gotten settled, pulling a pillow under his head when she straddled his head facing his feet, and dropped to her knees. She slid her legs under his arms and backed up till her pretty little shaved pussy was poised right over his face as she laid out on him. Smiling happily, she dropped her head into his crotch, taking a third his enormous cock into her mouth in one ravenous plunge. He grunted as he wrapped his arms around her hips, pulling her down as he raised his face up to meet her juicy pussy.

Lois moaned as she swallowed his cock, not stopping till she had almost half if it buried in her throat. Kyle grunted into her drooling cunt slit, his tongue lashing and laving all around over the slick, wet flesh. His hips jerked up at her face, and she plunged her mouth down harder, gagging as the fat cockknob drove into the opening of her throat. She pulled her head up, letting his enormous cock fall out of her mouth as she panted for breath.

“Cum in my mouth, Kyle.” she said, looking down at him between her legs. “I want your first load in my mouth, then you can fuck me any way you want. Is it okay if I keep you to myself today? There’s lots of pussy here if you want it, bu… ”

“Shut up and suck my dick, Lois.” Kyle laughed into her sloppy wet pussy slit. “You know I like your hot little pussy the most!”

He groaned as she sucked the head of his dick back into her mouth, then bobbed her mouth up and down on it, letting the fat knob punch in and out between her tightly clasped lips. Her tongue drilled into his piss hole as her lips scraped up over the flaring rim of his cockhead again and again.

Lois cupped her hand under his balls, holding them and squeezing them gently with her fingers. Her other hand wrapped around his throbbing prickshaft and started jerking on it hard and fast, her mouth moving over the top third in a syncopated rhythm with her fist. She felt his balls draw up in her hand, and grinned around his jaw stretching cock meat, realizing that he was getting ready to feed her the steaming ball juice she craved.

Kyle pulled her cunt down onto his face and stuck his tongue out, rocking his head back and forth, just letting his tongue rub and brush all over her juicy cunt slice. He could already feel a heavy load of cum churning in his balls as she sucked his cock furiously, so he just went through the motions of eating her out.

Lois whimpered around his cockshaft as she felt his hips start to move, humping his thick shaft up at her face. She moved her hands off his cock and balls, and planted them on the ground to either side of his hips. She plunged her mouth down, and in just a few strokes, was fucking him feverishly with her mouth as he drove his cock up between her lips.

She screamed around his throat clogging meat as she felt his hands drop onto the back of her head, pumping it up and down in time with the movement of his hips. Her eyes rolled up in her head as he fucked her mouth with long, tip to root lunges, and a spurt of girl cum spewed from her spasming cunt hole, soaking his face as she came from his rough handling.

Kyle grunted, then bellowed mightily into her quivering cunt hole as his balls unloaded and sent the first gooey jets of jizz rocketing up his piss tube. He pressed Lois’s head down as hard as he could, feeling the twitching knob plow down her throat. Her lips ground into his pubes as he held her face against him, and he screamed as he felt his cum erupting from his piss slit.

Lois moaned, swallowing as best she could around his cockshaft. She felt the first fiery slugs of spunk speeding up his pulsing prickstalk, and fought to pull her head up, so she could take his load in her mouth. Thick jets of jizz spewed from his cockhead, bursting directly into her throat. She choked, then coughed, her teeth clenching around the root of his cock.

Kyle screamed again, jerking her head up, and Lois wrapped both hands around his jizz spitting prickshaft and started pounding on it furiously, her lips locked in a tight circle under the swollen knob. She sucked hungrily on his throbbing cockhead, whimpering as he filled her mouth again and again with his sticky man chowder.

Kyle was writhing under her expert ministrations, his hips moving in a blur as he jerked and humped at her face mindlessly. Lois writhed on top of him as she sucked frantically on his cock, milking load after load of cum into her mouth, swallowing as fast as she could. Thick ribbons of cum poured down around his cockshaft, and she scooped it up, using it to grease up his cock, easing the passage of her fists as they flew up and down the length of his spasming cockstalk.

Kyle flopped back on the cushion, spent, his balls drained, his cock just drooling out the last of his load. Lois didn’t seem to notice, she just kept sucking, slurping and jerking on his cock like she never wanted to stop. She was pounding on his prickstalk like a machine, milking his drooling meat muscle, her tongue lapping and laving wickedly all around over the top of his shaft. Kyle lay back under her, letting her workout on his cock, knowing how much she loved sucking him off.

Lois sensed, rather than felt that he was finished cumming. There was still so much cum on his cock, her hands, and in her mouth, she just couldn’t bring herself to stop. Her mouth worked all over his stone hard cock pole, but she slowed her pace, dropping into a more leisurely rhythm as she started cleaning gobs of gooey jism from his twitching cockshaft. Her hands tightened around his cockshaft, and she squeegeed the cum off the shaft as she worked them up toward her mouth.

“Oh god, Kyle! You cock is… oh my god, it’s just perfect.” Lois panted, her tongue running slowly up the length of it, her lips pressed to the side as she tilted her head, working her mouth up and down lazily, sucking and licking up his jizz, cleaning up every drop she could find. “I never dreamed that I’d find the perfect cock, but I have, and I’m just so happy!”

She pulled back a little, and ran the knob of his cock over her face, smearing his cum into her skin, then popped it into her mouth and sucked it clean again. She let it fall out of her mouth as she laid her head on his leg, but kept her lips pressed against it, planting soft kisses along the length of is as it softened in front of her.

Kyle reached down, pulling her around so she was laying out on top him, face to face now. He smiled up at her as she stretched out on him, leaning up and kissing her. Lois’s arms slithered around his neck as she dipped her tongue in and out of his mouth, then pulled back, looking over her shoulder.

“Ummm, I know you mom has… I want to… ” She said, then buried her face in his chest. She looked up at him again. “Do you want to go over to my house, and play dress up? I made a bunch of new outfits for you… ”

Kyle laughed, and pushed her off of him. He stood up, then reached down and picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder as he started across the yard. Lois giggled and squirmed happily, looking forward to spending time alone with him.

Part Four

Susan and Phil

Susan tapped her fingers on the top of Phil’s head to get his attention. He was munching on her muff eagerly, making loud snuffling noises as he licked and sucked at the fleshy lips of her pussy, his tongue darting up into her spasming fuck hole, lapping up the spicy juices that spilled from her.

“Eere.” She rasped as she held the joint out to him. She tilted her head back and exhaled as he took the doob from her. She smiled down at him as he hit the joint, and shook her head when he held it out to her. “Look what I got.” She said, holding up a little plastic packet.

“What’s that?” he asked, taking another hit off the joint, then flicked the ember off and sat it off to the side.

“Sweet and sour sauce. You tried that yet? I heard you like to try different tastes when you eat pussy.” She giggled. “I knew you were gonna want to do me today, so I’ve been holding on to it.”

“Mmmmmm mmmm.” He mumbled around a mouthful of pussy. He pulled his mouth up, puckering his lips over her clit and blew out, making a loud farting sound into her cunt slit as he did. Susan’s clit vibrated under his lips, and her hands dropped onto his head, holding him in place as she threw back her head and screamed.

“Aaaarrrgggghhhhh! FUCK! Yeeesssssss! Do that again you beautiful little bastard!” She screeched, grinding his face into her juicing pussy slit. “Oh please, Phil! Do it again honey. You can fuck my titties, I’ll suck your dick, you can fuck me up the ass! Anything! But please, just keep doing that!”

Phil laughed into her pussy and puckered up again, then blew onto her clit again from a different angle. Susan screamed again, her body flopping and jerking as she writhed under him. Phil kept blowing on her clit, moving his mouth around so she never knew what to expect, but the fluttery vibrations were driving her out of her mind. Phil pushed her legs up, spread her swollen labia with his fingers and plastered his mouth to her drooling cunt hole, sucking at the cream soaked portal of her pussy as he drove his tongue in and out with lightening fast strokes.

“Oh dear lord!” she cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks as she writhed under his oral assault. “Thank you for the blessing of this dear, dear boy and his talented tongue! Thank you for the pleasure he rains so wonderfully on my poor little pussy! Please lord, let him continue, I beg of you! I will surely die if he ceases. I swear, I shall surely die!”

Phil pulled back, looking up at her as he peeled the moist pink flesh away from her clit. He puckered his lips again, and blew a series of staccato blasts right onto the stiff little nubbin, then took it between his teeth and bit down on it.

Susan screamed again as her body arched up, and her fingers clamped onto the back of his head, closing into fists full of his hair. She shuddered as she bridged upwards, and a powerful stream of pussy juice erupted from her tortured cunt hole, soaking his neck and chest. She collapsed on the inflatable lounger and lay still, her arms and legs limp as she sprawled out, passed out cold.

Phil looked up and saw Tracy, Tim, Randy and Tom staring at him. He grinned sheepishly then raised up and rubbed the back of his head.

“I think she pulled some hair out.” He laughed, grimacing as he felt a particularly sore spot. He glanced over at Tracy. “Did you bring that oil?”

Tracy shook her head, staring in awe at the Susan’s limp form sprawled on the lounger.

Susan groaned, and they all looked down at her. Phil stretched out over her, and his cock slid easily up into her lust loosened pussy. Every muscle in her body was still limp, so he just laid out over her, supporting his weight on his forearms and knees, stroking his cock lazily in and out of her.

“Back with us?” He whispered in her ear.

“Ne… never. Never li… like that.” She panted as she managed to get her arms around him. “In my whole life… never like that.” She hugged him tightly to her, a blissful smile plastered on her face.

“I’m next.” Randy said, looking over at Tracy. She looked at Tom, then down at his cock, then back at his face. “Come on you.” she grinned, reaching down and wrapping her fingers around his stiff cock. “It’s time to put your little friend to work!”

Part Five

Randy and Tom

“I don’t need anymore foreplay after watching that. How ‘bout you?” Randy laughed as she stretched out on the grass. She guided Tom down on top of her, fitting the swollen knob of his cock between her juice coated pussylips. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as his cock slid easily into her cream soaked cunt channel.

“Why didn’t you eat me like that?” She giggled as she hooked her heels under his asscheeks and drew him deeper into her pussy. She squeezed her fucking muscles around his cock as he started stroking it slowly in and out. “Mmmmmmm.” She purred. “You got a nice dick Tom. Nice and long, but not too fat. I’m gonna like fucking you, honey.”

Tom spread his knees wider as he stretched out over her, holding his weight up off her on his elbows. His cock was sluicing slowly in and out of her as she rocked him up and down over her, and he grinned down at her.

“I like fucking you to, Randy.” He said as he started moving faster, adding a little hump at the end of each stroke, making her gasp. “And I just need practice eating pussy, I’ve only been doing it a few days.”

“You’re kidding me! A big, handsome stud like you?” She laughed. Her heels dug into his ass again urging him deeper, but at a slower pace.

“Honest injun.” Tom panted, picking up his pace again as he drove his cock deeper into her wetly sucking cunt hole. “Lois popped our cherries a couple days ago. Then Tracy… oh god! Tracy! She taught me how to make love, not just fuck.” He said, burying his cock to the balls and holding it. He grunted as her pussy sleeve contracted around his cockstalk, then pulled out and started stroking into her again, moving faster with every balls deep plunge.

“Slow, Tommy. Do it slow.” Randy purred as she writhed under him. “You cock feels so good in me, I just want to make it last. Can you do that for me, honey? Let’s just make slow sweet love for a long time, and enjoy each others body’s. It’s been so long since I just had a long slow fuck.”

“Oh god, that sound good.” Tom groaned. “But let’s try something else.” He brought his legs together and stretched them out, then slipped his arms under her. He rocked to one side, then flipped them over quickly.

“Oooooohhhh! You naughty boy! You wanna go cowgirl, huh? I can do that.” Randy laughed as she pulled her legs up and got her knees under her. “Do you like my titties, Tommy? They’re not and big as Susan or Tracy’s, but they taste really good, I promise.” She leaned down, turning slightly as she cupped his head in her hand, feeding him one of her stiff nipples.

Tom moaned around her nipple, sucking on it gently as she started working her pussy muscles on his cock. She wasn’t moving, but her talented inner muscles milked and massaged him maddeningly. He let his hands roam slowly over her body, caressing her softly, making her moan in return.

“Mmmmmmm, you’re a good lover, Tommy.” Randy whispered as she stretched out on him. “Your cock feels so good in me, and the way you touch me… Oooooohhhh! I just love it! Is it okay if we just lay here like this? I know we’re supp… ”

“Ssshhhhhh. This is fine, Randy.” Tim whispered. “We have time, and I like it too. We can fuck later if you want. But right now, I just want you to keep making love to me.”

Part Six

“Where the hell is everyone?” Tracy asked as she poured drinks for her and Susan. Phil was drinking a coke, and Timmy had a glass of orange juice. They were passing a joint back and forth, skipping the girls because they kept saying no.

“Randy and Tommy are out in the backyard. I think they’re asleep.” Susan laughed as she dipped another chip in the queso. “This dip is delicious, I’m going to have to get the recipe. It’s just the taste to go with these margaritas!”

“Mom and Kyle disappeared a couple hours ago.” Phil said. “I think they went over to my house.”

Susan walked over and leaned toward Phil as he took a hit off the joint. He grinned as he took her in his arms and kissed her, blowing the smoke into her lungs. they passed it back and forth until all the smoke was gone, but didn’t break their kiss. Phil turned her so he was leaning against the counter, his hands moving down to mold her asscheeks, and one of hers was stroking up and down over his cock.

“I think you’re mom and I are going to have a problem because of Phil.” She told Tim quietly. “I got dibs on his sweet little ass, and if she thin… ”

“She’s not like that, Tracy.” Tim laughed. He dipped his finger into his orange juice, and held it out, letting a drop fall from his finger onto her nipple. He leaned down, sucking her nipple into his mouth, then moved over to the other one, giving it a quick suck. “You might have to share him when Tommy and me go back to school, but she’ll be kewl about it.”

“No, I won’t.” They heard Susan mumble into Phil’s mouth. She turned and looked at Tracy over her shoulder. “I’m going to adopt him.”

“Um, excuse me. Susan?” Randy said as she came in the back door with Tom. “Is it okay if… um, Tommy comes home with me and spends the night?”

Susan stepped back from Phil, but kept her hand on his cock, and stood close enough to him that he could still touch her.

“What? Tom? What’s going on?” She asked, looking back and forth between Randy and her son. She looked down, arching one eyebrow when she saw that they were holding hands.

“Please, Mother?” Tom said, glancing at Randy, then back at his mother. “I have to go back to school in a few weeks, and I’d like to spend as much of that time as I can with Randy. She’d like it too.”

Randy nodded, then smiled at Susan. “I’ll take good care of him, Susan. I promise. It’s just that… we kind of connected, like you did with Phil.” She grinned, looking over at Phil, then back at Susan. “Well, maybe not that intense, but we’d really just like some time together. If it’s okay with you.”

“Actually Mother, Tommy and I have been talking.” Tim said, looking at his brother, then over at his mother.

“About what, Timmy?” Susan asked him, looking back and forth between her sons, finally letting her eyes come to rest on Tom and Randy’s joined hands.

“Tim and I have already applied at Big State, and we still have a few days to decide before the cut off date.” Tom said. “Our scholarships will transfer… ”

“Yo… you would do that? When did you… ” Susan said, her eyes going wide.

“We’d like to stay here, with you, and our friends, Mother.” Tim said. “If that’s okay, I mean.”

“Say yes,” Phil whispered to Susan. “You know you want them to stay. And it’ll just make things easier.”

Tracy put her arm around Tim, smiling over at Susan. “I’ll tell you what, Susan. It looks like Lois is going to keep Kyle full time, and I really hope to god they haven’t done something stupid like elope. So I want Tim on even calendar days, and Phil on the odd ones.” She looked back and forth between the boys. “How does that sound to you guys?”

“I like that idea.” Phil said as he slipped his hands around Susan’s waist and rested his head on her shoulder. “But I want a couple days alone with Susan before you start swapping us around. What do you think Tim? How’s a couple days quality time with Tracy sound to you?”

“I going to go home with Randy, Mother. And it really doesn’t matter what you say.” Tom said. “We should do it Tim. Our life is here, our friends are here. I want to stay.”

“Oh my. You grew up fast didn’t you, Tom.” Susan said with a smile. She pulled away from Phil and walked over to him, holding out her arm for Tim to join them. They both stepped into her arms, and she hugged them tightly to her bosom.

She looked up at Randy, and smiled. “You too missy.” she said lightly. “It looks like Tom wants to add you to the family”

“I don’t know if I’d go that far.” Randy laughed as she joined them.

“Well, whatever happens, I hope he doesn’t mind sharing you with me.” Susan said as she ran her eyes over Randy’s body hungrily, then grinned wickedly. “Or we could share him. He’s becoming quite the cocksman!”

“So it looks like we have something else to celebrate! We’re not going to lose two cocks after all!” Tracy laughed. “I’m going to call Lois and tell her what’s going on. Randy, you can spend the night here, unless you two really want to be alone, there’s plenty of room. You too Susan. I think we should keep this party going!” She said as she reached for a pitcher. “Everybody grab a glass. Drinks are on the house!”

Content

Ribald Writer
Tales of Lustville Book Two

Chapter 1 Scene Seven-Lois, Timmy and Tommy

Chapter 2 Scene Eight-Lois and Timmy / Tracy and Tommy

Part Two Tracy and Tommy

Chapter 3 Scene Nine-Tracy, Lois and Susan

Chapter 4 New Chapter

Chapter 5 Scene Eleven-Randy and Kyle

Chapter 6 Scene Twelve-The House Party Part One

Part Two Tracy and Tim

Part Three Lois and Kyle

Part Four Susan and Phil

Part Five Randy and Tom

Part Six