Gloria Jensen is a beautiful woman, and she's known it ever since the first beauty contest she won. Ever since then, she has been annoyingly aware of the fact she had a type of innocent, blonde beauty that could make vulnerable men powerless to resist her charms.
Her blonde hair needed no help from a hairdresser. It was a natural shade of shimmering yellow, and when she brushed it, it glistened.
It was only natural that such a play was made for her body at an early age. She married young. At nineteen, she had her first and only child, a son she adored. Tommy was so different from her in appearance you would never believe they were mother and son if you didn't know it for a fact.
When Tommy was only four, she divorced her husband on grounds of mental cruelty. In reality, the cruelty was simply that her husband Eric refused to let her spend all his money. Fortunately, for her, she felt so strongly about money that she hired a cunning attorney, who got her a super settlement, and then, she decided to strike out from North Carolina, and make the big move to California.
Tommy grows tall under the sunny skies of southern California, and he develops good muscles surfing at the ocean. In the meantime, Gloria has discovered a method of maneuvering her good-looks to further economic advantage. And, she makes no bones about the fact, she is out after all she can get.
Her first find was an aging doctor, who kept her in a beautiful apartment, and she let her own money build. Tommy accepted her older doctor friend, as a father-image. But, when he died, she was on her own, and had to dip into funds. Next, she met an importer at a Beverly Hills bar, and he kept her motor going. But, when Tommy turned fourteen, she knew she'd have to change her operations. Tommy was becoming noticeably sex-conscious, and suspicious when Johnny, the importer, would stay most of the night in her bedroom, and once or twice, she was sure she heard sounds at the door, but she never could catch him.
This forced her to find a way whereby, she might pursue what had developed into a profitable, comfortable life-style, in some other manner so her son wouldn't find out how she made her living.
One night, this fact, hit her with sharp impact. Tommy had just stepped out of the shower, and his body glistened with the water he was wiping off with a thick purple towel. Whether it was the contrast of the purple towel with the sun-tanned body, the rippling muscles or the evidence of his penis hardening, Gloria never could decide. But, this she did know. Tommy turned her on. She quickly stepped out of the bedroom, and her young, virile son called after her, "Don't you ever knock?"
"Why should I?" she shot back, "There's nothing wrong with a Mom seeing her son in the nude. I've been naked before you and you've seen me-"
"Not lately," Tommy laughed, "And don't risk it, Mom-not now-I'm old enough."
"Maybe you are," she laughed, "but I'm still your Mom, and don't you ever forget it!"
"You won't let me," he told her flatly. And there was a lot of truth in that, for Gloria did watch her son all the time. She wanted to make sure he amounted to something, and that was why she deliberately chose to conduct her affairs out of the apartment from here on in, as she didn't want to set a bad example for her son.
Now, and then she gave a fleeting thought about changing her direction. She'd acquired all the clothes she wanted, a new car, and some money in the bank. And, besides that, she was thirty-two, and with a fifteen year old son, she had to be thinking of college.
The next Saturday night when her current boyfriend dropped over, she introduced him to
Tommy.
"Tommy, meet Howard," she smiled, and the two of them shook hands.
"Glad to meet you, Tommy," Howard smiled, and Tommy replied, "Glad to meet you, too, sir."
Somehow, the look Tommy gave him troubled him. It was a suspiciously cold glance, and he felt sure he knew Gloria's game. When they were driving to dinner, Howard asked her bluntly, "Is the kid wise?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You know," he smiled, "Does he know how you make your living?"
"He doesn't know anything," Gloria smiled, "I've seen to that-I have some pride, give me credit for that, darling."
"Sorry, baby," Howard smiled, patting her on the thigh affectionately, "but I have kids of my own, and they get wise sometimes. You see Ethel and I have a nice arrangement. I play around, and so does she. We don't want to split up because of the kids."
"Maybe I did the wrong thing by divorcing his father," Gloria lamented, "but I was a very young girl when he married me and he was mean."
"That's too bad," Howard consoled her.
"Well, it was my fault too," she admitted, "I spent money like crazy-ran up several charge accounts and-"
"You haven't changed at all, have you?" Howard teased, "You still love to spend money like it was made out of water, don't you?"
"Yes," she laughed, "That's why I run around with money-bags like you!"
"I know that," Howard said, and commented with a chuckle, "Don't think I have any illusions about our relationship, luv. Howard wasn't born yesterday."
He was parking his car in the parking lot of the Sea-View restaurant in Santa Monica, and after they both had gotten out, gone in, and ordered their dinner and a drink, Howard told her coolly, "I've invited Dolores to join us tonight at our motel tryst."
"You didn't ask me," she objected.
"Was it necessary?" Howard asked frankly.
"Well, I just like to know what's happening," she said, "And anyway, I could get jealous!"
"In your business?" he chided her, "It wouldn't become you." Gloria felt like giving Howard a kick under the table. He was so dignified, so cool, so diabolical when he wanted to be. It did disgust her no end. But, she knew she was in no position to make any issues out of anything.
Later, as they approached the motel, Howard stopped off for liquor, and then Gloria asked him, "What is Dolores like?"
"Are you interested?" he smiled wickedly.
"Bitch," she laughed, "No, but it's nice to know who you're going to an orgy with-isn't it?"
"I like surprises," he smiled, "But, Dolores is a secretary at my office who has been asking for it a long time."
"I believe you," Gloria said evenly.
"Well, baby-when a secretary reaches down there, unzips you, and pulls you around the office by your pecker, it's about time you take the subtle hint and do something about it."
"The male ego," Gloria smiled, "Will it ever learn limits?"
"Here we are," Howard said, tuining into the Seaside Motel, right on the beach between Santa Monica and Malibu. They both started to get out, but Howard told her, "Wait here-Dolores has already come here, and gotten the room, and I've got to check it out at a phone booth over there. I can't very well walk up to the clerk and ask him where the orgy is."
Howard went out and made his phone call from the booth and Gloria watched him as he stood there. It didn't take him long, and from the way he was smiling, she felt sure everything was ready to roll.
"Dolores is already here," he told her, "Oh, you're going to like her-a-lot," he laughed.
"I don't like the way you said, a lot, " Gloria told him flatly. "I've confined my sex games for two in the past, and-"
"About time you try the orgy trip," he smiled, "You're not getting any younger and everybody is doing such wild things today-even in their own bedrooms. Maybe my wife will begin asking me to bring my broads home for her to share-"
"That'll be the day," Gloria smirked, "Count me out-I like fun and games, darling-but those marriage-go-rounds can end in murder!"
"Oh, come off it, a person can get killed walking across the street. It doesn't have to be anything involving sex at all."
Now, they were in front of the room that Dolores had told Howard to come to.
Knocking his signal knock, Dolores asked quietly, "Howard?"
"Yes," he whispered, "let us in."
Dolores opened the door. She was a sexy, dark-skinned Latin type with flashing black eyes that matched her shiny black hair, and she welcomed him quickly, "Come in-"
"Dolores, darling," Howard bussed her on the cheek, "Meet my girlfriend, Gloria."
"Hi, Gloria," Dolores smiled, and stepping forward kissed her on the cheek. Gloria couldn't tell if this was just warm greeting from a fiery, Latin woman or more.
"I've brought plenty of booze," Howard chuckled, "and did you bring everything?"
"You bet I did," she laughed, and then, glancing toward her floppy, imitation leather handbag, she smiled, "it's in there!"
Gloria wondered what she was referring to. Then, Howard began opening the booze bottles, and when he had poured drinks for each of them, he said, "Why don't we begin by showing each other what gorgeous bodies we've got?"
"T prefer being stoned out of my skull before I strip," Gloria smiled, "Hope you don't mind, darling!"
"Not at all," he insisted, "Just take your time. But, you won't mind if Dolores and I take our clothes off!"
"Of course not. I'm no prude," Gloria smiled.
"Then run around nude," Dolores told her flatly, as she began peeling. Once, Gloria got a load of the huge knockers on Dolores, she decided competition called for action, and she threw her head back, and laughed, "Why not? I like to show off too!"
"Good girl," Howard laughed, whacking her behind a hard slap.
"Hey, you sadist, stop it. Next thing you'll be lashing your belt across my bare butt."
"That sounds like fun," he chuckled.
"For you," she said testily.
"You too-once I condition your subconscious masochist streak, lover."
"Aren't you a sweet guy?" Dolores teased Howard.
"You should know," he countered quickly, "You've eaten my dong enough times."
And then, Gloria saw Dolores naked. Her saucy breasts, with their rosy-red nipples did look appealing, and as her eyes swept down to take in her vagina, she noticed she was shaved there.
"Is that a new style or something?" she asked her. "What?"
"Your you-know-what! It's all shaved off!"
"I told her to," Howard said, pulling down his shorts, and letting his huge, throbbing member jump up to attention.
Gloria did feel some disgust, for she indeed was learning quickly how men like to play women against each other. But, she still felt confident she could hold her own, and she was proud of her golden, hairy triangle, and after she tossed her half-cup bra aside, she let her juicy breasts bounce out to freedom.
"And now," Gloria smiled, pulling down her panties, "the golden triangle-"
"Otherwise known as Gloria's gorgeous cunt-right?" he smiled.
"Right," she giggled, and throwing herself across the bed, she put on a good act. "I'm ready-let's play games!"
"Are you now?" Howard smiled.
"Sure, baby," she smiled, and soon Howard accepted her invitation and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately.
Howard could read his women like a book. He'd played this 'two-women, and one man' game before, and he invariably found he got more mileage from his women this way, for they'd each try to outdistance the other with their action. And so, he began thinking about what he could do next to get them both involved because he knew he couldn't let Dolores wither on the sidelines for long.
CHAPTER TWO
"Hey, I've got an idea," Howard suggested happily, "I can lie flat on my back, and. I'll eat Gloria's ass out while she sucks on Miss Shaved Pussy, and-"
"I'll gobble your dick," Dolores said, "Sounds juicy!"
"Get in position so I can watch this in the mirror," Howard smiled, "Watching is half the fun of fucking I always say!"
Howard let his legs dangle on the edge of the bed. Looking at Gloria, he smiled, "You know, blondie, you go real good with this blue bedspread-"
"That's nice," Gloria said, not moving, "But I'm not going to eat her. Nothing personal, Dolores, honest-it's just that doing it with another woman isn't my bag-sorry!"
"That's alright, honey," Dolores smiled, "Tell you what-you suck Howard's prick off, and I'll eat your cunt! How does that grab you?"
Gloria thought for a moment, and as she looked into the soft, dark eyed girl's eyes, for one moment, she found herself wanting her to use her tongue down there. Was she hypnotizing her? What was happening?
"It's alright, with me-if you want to-" she replied softly, suddenly feeling a pang of guilt for having refused to accommodate the girl.
It didn't take long for the game to begin. The three of them got on the bed, and the action started.
Gloria stretched out so she was over Howard's penis. She pulled it into her mouth and started slowly sucking. Then, Dolores strad-I died Howard's face. And, Dolores explained, f "Just lie on your side and suck," she told I Gloria.
Gloria lay on her side, and she slowly sucked the juicy penis, enjoying the size of Howard's long prick. At the same time, Gloria felt Dolores down there around her vagina. At first, she could hardly bring herself to accepting a woman using her tongue down there. But, before long she got over this, and she didn't get uptight at all.
Instead, she knew cunt-eating was inevitable, and she lay back, and enjoyed it until she got so turned on, she lifted her leg over her girlfriend, and watched her suck on her pussy, cradled between her legs. It was a difficult angle for Dolores to maintain, as she was pushing her behind in Howard's face. But, Howard wasn't objecting. He was delighted. His hands gripped her buttock cheeks, and his cheeks enjoyed the contact with her buttock-cheeks, as he slowly let his tongue start licking.
Howard's hot tongue accelerated its tempo, and soon, he was licking quickly all around her tight anus. It didn't take long until he thrust it up her ass-hole, and he gave her a good ass-suck job, stimulating her vagina with all the action there.
Gloria was discovering that far from being fearsome to have sex with another woman; it was sensational. Her hot tongue whipped around Howard's meaty head, as she felt the lashes of Dolores on her vagina.
"Eat it," Howard told her, taking time out from his ass-suck, to enjoy the sight of Gloria's sweet mouth feasting on the juicy head of his prick.
Now, the passions were building. Howard was quivering with emotion with so much hot female flesh at his disposal.
Gloria was indeed giving him the best cock-suck she ever had given him, and he laid it in no small part to the fact that she was being entertained with the hot tongue of Dolores. He knew what a hot sucker Dolores could be, as she'd given him noon-hour blow-jobs at the office when he'd lock the doors, and tell everybody he was in conference.
Gloria's mouth traveled up and down the slick penis, and her fingers played with the testicles, as she did her thing on the rock-hard cock.
"Oh, wow, Gloria, you're on fire tonight," he told her, "Suck it! Suck that cock! Eat it! Eat my dirty, filthy dong, you cocksucker!"
And instead of Gloria becoming angry at his name-calling, she got hotter!
Swiftly she slid up and down the rod, letting her lower-lip drag over the head of it at one point to build his emotion to a fever-pitch.
"Oh, yes, yes," he gasped, "That's it, baby. Keep that action going. Suck, suck it, suck my cock, you cocksucker, suck it!"
But his tongue sliding out of Dolores's ass-hole didn't make her happy. Momentarily, she moved from Gloria's vagina, to remind him, "Hey, out there! I'm still here, and my ass needs sucking-and hurry up and do me there, and eat my cunt!! ! "
Howard got the point, and quit watching Gloria suck his joint, decided instead, if he wanted to get a glimpse of the action, he'd have to grab a peek in the mirror.
And then, the three-way continued. Howard's tongue lashing vigorously on Dolores's hot ass-hole, and at the same time Gloria going to town on his penis. The action went on as Dolores went down on Gloria's pussy, probing her wildly with her sweeping tongue movements.
Gloria felt she was getting about the juiciest cunt-eating job she'd ever experienced. No doubt about it, Dolores knew how to make a woman happy. Then it hit her! Why shouldn't she? After all-she is a woman. Having it both ways, no doubt, had helped her in her ability to satisfy.
"Eat me, baby-eat me," Gloria cried, letting her mouth slide off Howard's cock, much to his distress. "Oh, honey-how come you do me like you do--? Ohhh, you're too much," and Gloria pushed her pussy proudly in her girlfriend's face. The emotion was building, and she was proud of her ability to do everything at last, having secretly wished she could try it with a woman for once.
But, Howard's proud penis demanded servicing, and she quit focusing her attention on her own pussy, and went back to eating Howard's lusty prick. She started slowly, this time, allowing just the head of it to remain in her mouth. Then, she used her tongue to lash over its smooth head. Building slowly, with small tongue-jabs, she was preparing for that moment when she'd slide down over it, and let it touch the back of her throat. To add some pleasure to her cocksuck, she reached under him and gripped his buttocks firmly.
Howard did enjoy her hands playing with his behind like this, and he drove forward.
Now, Howard figured it was time to slip his tongue out of Dolores's hot, twisting ass-hole, licking along her smoothly shaven slit, preparatory to the big invasion of her vagina-lips. Dolores was delight. She was very much attracted to the blonde, scrubbed-clean look of Gloria, and she was happy to pour her tongue into her down there, to slide it all around her most intimate areas, and to keep her stimulated until she thought she'd flip-out.
As Gloria got the first taste of Howard's cock, she slowed her tempo. She knew it would be beautiful if it could be a three-way suck, and she didn't want to spoil the fun.
But, Howard's throbbing male member wasn't interested in on-target orgasms-it demanded immediate release. Driving it deliriously down her throat, she kept his shaft stabbing her until she thought she'd gag on all that cock driving down her.
The sperm exploded, and a steady stream of cum flashed down Gloria's throat, as she pulled back, trying to hold it back long enough for her to get some in the mouth to taste it before she swallowed it. She'd developed a 'thing' for sperm-tasting ever since the men she'd made it with made such a fuss about her eating their gook, and watching her swallow it.
"Ohhh, baby, suck me," Howard panted, letting his tongue, momentarily slip out of Dolores.
He felt as if Gloria's mouth had suddenly become a sucking velvet whirlpool, and he couldn't control himself. He was flipping out, getting his rocks off like this.
Faster and faster, she sucked, and the more she did, the more hot white juice raced down her throat.
"Oh, wow, baby, you're really going to town, tonight," he exclaimed, discovering what a good cunt-eating operation could do for a cocksucker if it was conducted at the same time.
Dolores was pushing her buttocks down farther on Howard's face to attract his attention and get him back on the ball. He patted her behind playfully, and quickly slid his tongue over to her vagina-lips and began sucking.
He held her buttock cheeks apart, so he could wiggle his tongue up there, and get some hot action going. His tongue whipped around inside her, and then, assuming she was near coming, he kept his tongue moving across her clitoris, agitating, stimulating her to a high-pitch.
Nibbling with his teeth, he buried his face there.
"Eat it," Dolores cried out, passion overcoming her at last, demanding she take a second break, "Ohhh, yes, lover, nibble my clit. Use your teeth on it!"
Somehow, Howard had discovered nothing could bring a woman to climax quicker than the teeth biting-ever so lightly on the clitoris. It was this intimacy in sex that got Howard's balls itching for action. He didn't like the face-to-face traditional positions after going down on women, and having them go down on him. And, most of the women he met, enjoyed the tongue up their hole, just as much as he enjoyed sliding it up there.
"Oh, now-baby, now," she gasped, as she gushed, sending her hot juices flooding into his fastened-onto-her-cunt mouth.
At the same time, she had Gloria to the point of gushing. Her teeth translated the action she'd just received, and as her teeth bit, Gloria gushed.
Gloria discovered that a mouth, was a mouth, and Dolores's hot mouth on her was giving her just what she wanted.
The three of them had gotten their kicks, and Gloria was broken in as far as the orgy circuit was concerned. As they separated, Howard complimented her, "Say, baby, you did a real nice job eating my joint tonightwas it because somebody was doing something nice for you, between those luscious legs?"
"Thanks, Dolores," Gloria said, "I did enjoy it! Hey, where's the booze? I'd like something to drink."
"Over there," Howard pointed to a bag on the oak-topped dresser. And, Dolores moved toward the bag.
"Oh, baby-these ice cubes. You should have put them in the sink, honey-they're melting on this wooden dresser top."
"I'm sorry," Howard said, getting up, and going to the bathroom to get a towel and wipe the dresser off. Then, he put the melting ice cubes in the sink, and Dolores scooped out some to put in their glasses so she could fix them some drinks.
"I guess we'll all drink scotch," she laughed, "That is all Howard got."
"I like scotch," Gloria assured her. "I guess Howard figured that was what I wanted-I know he digs it-"
"So do I," Dolores smiled, "I guess he's got us both well-trained."
As they sat down on the edge of the bed, Gloria laughed, "Now, I know why you work so late at the office!"
Wrapping his arm around her, and patting her gently, Howard smiled, "You blame me? Isn't she a real looker?"
"Yes, she is," Gloria smiled, "Funny-but I never thought I'd enjoy sex with another woman."
"You see, you never know until you try it," Dolores said, and then, she got to her feet and went over to her floppy large, black purse. Dipping inside, she picked out a strange looking affair, and immediately Howard smiled, "See what she's got in her bag of tricks for you, tonight!"
"Come over here," Gloria threw her head back, and laughed, "I've heard ,about those things-but I've never seen one!"
"This," Dolores said casually, handing it to her, with the accompanying straps, "is a dildo, dear! It does everything a man's penis does. I have a small plastic bag that fits on the top of it, and when I squeeze it, the cock shoots."
"Oh, no," Gloria laughed.
"Oh, yes!" Howard grinned, "And I get a big bang out of watching!"
"But he doesn't always just watch," Dolores smiled, "Sometimes, he-likes to make it too-up the backdoor!"
"You know, Dolores, you are about the most uninhibited girl I've ever met-where are you from?"
"From Rio," she said, her dark eyes flashing, her white teeth gleaming, as she spoke of her native country. "I worked with a musical review that came to the states and got stranded. I needed a job, and I knew the language so I tried filing, and that-"
"That," Howard interjected, "is where I came into the picture. I spared Dolores from the humiliation of returning to Rio brokenhearted, and with no money."
Dolores went to refresh her drink, and continued talking, "My parents would have given me money to fly home on. But, I am too proud to accept their help. My father and mother begged me not to become an actress, but this review producer heard me sing-"
"Come, come-tell the truth," Howard smiled, "He fucked you, and sucked you, and made you eat his ass out, and all the other naughty things a man-likes to do, and you realized you were on the oversexed side-"
"That's true," Dolores said, lowering her eyes, to sip her drink, "I suppose there is something wrong with me, I shouldn't do all the dirty things I do with men, and my father would drop dead if he ever thought I'd have sex with another woman. That is an unspeakable sin-but that's me-I just happen to have a passionate nature, and need to have sex-often!"
"Wasn't it lucky for me she dropped by my office to see about a job?" Howard beamed.
"And of course, you had blow-job in mind," Gloria laughed, "when you saw those gorgeous red lips. Oh, I know you! I know you well!"
"Here, fix me with another shot or two," Howard said, handing his empty glass to Dolores, who promptly proceeded to fill it again. "Now, Gloria, baby-you shouldn't say those awful things to me. You'll make Dolores think I'm just a dirty old man-and you know that isn't true!"
"You're dirty Howard," Gloria smiled, "but you're not old. You're just horny, and can't be trusted."
"Not when two gorgeous dames are naked in the same room with me! What man can be trusted under such circumstances?"
They all had a good time, and looked forward to more action when they resumed. But now they were content to drink and chit-chat.
"Where are you from, Gloria?" Dolores smiled.
"I'm from North Carolina," she replied, "Came out here with my little boy Tommy."
"Oh, you have a son?"
"Yes, and he's such a wonderful boy. He's fifteen now."
"You're lucky," Dolores said softly, "I'm all alone. Sometimes I wished I hadn't of-"
"Do you have to talk about that, now?" Howard exploded, "This is a fun-thing, and we're getting terribly morbid, I fear!"
"Oh, we'll continue with our fun-thing in just a moment, but do you mind if I reminisce between fucks?"
"Don't be bitchy," Howard smiled.
"Don't you-" she sizzled, her Latin temper flaring. And then she calmed down, walked over and got another drink, and came over to sit beside Gloria.
"My husband made me get rid of my kid," she said sadly, "and then you know what?"
"What, baby?" Gloria asked soothingly.
"I divorced him right after I did it. I hated him so much for making me do it!"
"I understand," Gloria said, stroking her gently, as she wrapped a comforting arm around her. "You'll just have to drop over to my place, and meet my Tommy."
"What does he like to do?" she laughed, thinking of her own child she never had.
"Well, he's a surfer, and he has a motorbike, and he's after me to let him drive the car-but I say-not yet?"
"Is he blonde, like you?"
"No, he's dark like you," she smiled, "Takes after my ex. He was a real handsome good-for-nothing."
"I love kids. Wish I could adopt one."
"Well, Tommy would love you too."
"Tommy would be too young to make it with
Dolores," Howard protested, "But I'm just the right age, and my balls are aching."
"Don't you ever think of anything else?" Gloria demanded.
"How can I? You naked women excite me. I'm sorry!"
"Don't be sorry, baby," Gloria teased, "Keep your motor running because we'll have a good-time!"
"I could use a good time," he nodded.
And then, Gloria got up and fixed drinks for all three of them.
"Now, don't make those drinks too strong," Howard warned, "You'll both get loaded, and then you won't want to fuck! Oh, I've seen it happen!"
"So have I, luv," Gloria laughed, "but it is usually because the man gets stoned, and he can't pump the life into his prick! Isn't that a terrible bind to be in?"
"That is one bind I don't have to worry about," Howard said, gripping his penis proudly in his hand.
CHAPTER THREE
And then, Dolores put on the dildo, and announced, "I'll give you the best fuck you ever had! Just lie on your side, darling and let me slide this dildo up there."
"Why not put the French Tickler on it?" Howard chuckled.
"Do we need that too?" she laughed.
"It wouldn't hurt-make it a groovy fuck!"
"Well, baby, you get it out of my bag. I'm busy adjusting this dildo to jab it up there!"
Dolores waited until Howard brought the French Tickler over to her, a.nd then she slid it on the head of the penis. She had it oiled so it slid in smoothly, but the moment the Tickler's molded nodules did their thing inside Gloria, she gasped, "Oh, that's wild! That is something else! Fuck it!"
The action continued, and they both enjoyed it immensely. But, as their lips met each other, and they embraced, Howard chided himself. He, frankly, wondered if he had done the right thing. And then, he decided to give it to her up the vagina from the rear angle.
"Get set for my dick, doll," he panted, as he pushed it into her, and the three way went on.
"Oh, wow!" Dolores exclaimed, making sure she was keeping her boss happy every moment. "Feels great!"
The wild action continued, and the three of them were enjoying it.
"I love it, I love it," Gloria told Dolores, "I sure never knew they had things like this! Maybe it's the tickler!"
"It's not the tickler, it's my technique," Dolores smiled, nibbling her playfully on the nose.
"You do have that," Gloria sighed, as she let herself go, and began working her cunt muscles vigorously on the vagina.
"Faster, honey, faster," she begged her girlfriend, "Drive it up there! Fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
Seeing how turned-on she was becoming with her dildo-thrusting proved an inspiration to Dolores who drove it up there with mean, hard thrusts.
"Oh, yes, yes, sock it to me," Gloria begged, and the firm nodules of the French Tickler effectively excited her. Dolores brushed her great breasts back and forth on Gloria's, and this action caused both girls to feel their nipples harden.
"Oh, this is beautiful-"
"Yes, baby, it is," Dolores panted, "Rubbing nipple to nipple is a treat reserved for us dolls."
"You're right," Gloria said softly, and then she realized she'd gotten so carried away with Dolores that she neglected her lover, Howard.
"Howard, baby," she laughed, "Are you having any fun?"
"Bet your sweet, fuckin' ass, I am," he smiled, "It's fun for me to watch two women going to town. Fuck her, Dolores! Sock it to her like a man fucks a woman!"
"Not like that," Dolores turned sideways to tell him, "Oh, no, baby-I do it better!"
"Maybe you do, Dolores, maybe you do," Howard chuckled, "now, keep those cunt muscles moving on my dick. I want to feel it to my toes!"
And he did feel it, the excitement built, and his body quivered, as he saw the women kissing again, and he could feel Dolores thrusting it up there
"Fuck it," he told her, "Fuck it, baby, fuck it!"
The wild action didn't abate, it increased, and Gloria got sensations in her vagina she never dreamt possible.
"Oh, honey, you're driving me up the wall," she panted, "you're too much! I love it! I love it!" '
And then, Gloria gushed. At the same instant, Dolores pushed the plastic button that released the fluid that simulated sperm, and it shot into her.
"That's wild," Gloria exclaimed, "You're coming! We're coming on target!"
"We are that," Howard gasped, as he drilled it up there, and felt the juice shooting out of his penis. "Yes, baby, yes-we're there!"
And a split-second later, Howard got his gun off.
"Oh, wow, baby-keep your motor running. Grab my prick! Don't let go! Hang on, honey! Hang on, and fuck!"
The action didn't subside, and the beautiful sensations that flooded her were matched by their passionate triple embrace, for they had all tried to achieve something together.
Dolores freely kissed Gloria, crushing her breasts against hers, letting her tongue slip inside her mouth so they could tongue each other.
When the girls finally pulled away, he said, "Good show, girls-good show!"
"You pull your prick out of me first, and then I'll get off Gloria," Dolores instructed Howard.
"As you like it, luv," Howard grinned.
When he got off the bed, he went over and poured himself a drink. Then, he suggested, waving his hand toward the dresser, "Help yourself girls-ice cubes in the bathroom sink-what's left of them."
"Thank you, Howard," Dolores smiled, gliding over to the corner of the room, to unstrap herself. Next, she removed the rubber French Tickler, and took the plastic bag which held the simulated sperm, and went to the bathroom with it to clean it and the dildo.
Gloria, in the meantime, prepared drinks for the both of them. Howard always got a big charge out of getting two women to have sex together. It was like opening a new sexual spectrum to them both, and he frankly, prided himself in his ability to bring them to that point.
"You like her?" he asked Gloria.
"Didn't it look like it?" Dolores asked, "You never introduced me, honey, to a nicer woman-I love Gloria."
"I do too," Howard said, "Groovy little grind, and a super-tight cunt."
"Oh, that means a-lot, doesn't it?" Gloria joked.
"To some studs like me with long, solid cock-yes!"
"You don't think much of yourself, do you?" Dolores teased him.
"I guess I'm modest to a fault," he chuckled, "but really girls-for a man my age, now I'm almost fifty-a cock like this is a real achievement. I can gun it off three times easy."
"Oh, I can top you," Dolores laughed, "My dildo shoots as often as I fill the sperm-bag. It doesn't have to wait for nuts to get loaded!"
"Knock it off, knock it off. You sound like a Woman's Lib advocate. They're always talking about men's penises!"
"We've gone beyond the talking stage," Dolores laughed, "We've got our own plastic pricks. Didn't I just get through demonstrating?"
Howard kissed her on the cheek, and then his mouth found hers, "Yes, baby, yes-that was a beautiful demo!"
Gloria noticed Howard's cock was getting longer, the longer he kissed Dolores.
Finishing a soul-suck kiss, he announced, "And now comes the big treat! I'd love to have you both go down on me-one of you can eat my ass out, the other can blow me."
"Should we draw straws?" Dolores said, keeping a straight face.
"Why should you talk about blowing straws when my prick is rock hard and ready?" he joked.
"I didn't say 'blow' straws," she laughed, "I said draw them to discover who licks what!"
"I did his cock honors on round one," Gloria cut in, "You can have the privilege this time, sweetheart!"
"And that leaves you with Howard's ass-hole," Dolores shrugged.
"I'll make it easy for you girls," Howard laughed, and then he moved up on the bed, so he could pry his ass-cheeks apart for Gloria to get her tongue up there.
With his legs spread, his ass-cheeks pulled apart conveniently, Gloria crouched at his crotch, and began licking all around his quivering ass-hole.
"Oh, baby-does that ever feel great," Howard smiled happily. "Oh, yes, a gifted tongue! Lash me, baby! Tongue-lash me!"
And then, the action began. The hot tongue swept all around his hot, tight anus. Gloria spared nothing when she gave her men sex. She figured if it was worth sucking, it was worth sucking well. Early in her career as a lover, she'd learned most men found being ass-sucked was an irresistible thrill.
"Do me, do me," Howard cried out passionately, "Ohhh, yes, yes, I love it. Keep the action up, baby. More, harder, faster! Hey, Dolores, cocksucker, glom on my prick! And suck it, fast!"
Dolores who'd been watching on the sidelines couldn't help marvel at the skill with which Gloria ate ass. She thought she might learn something watching, plus it was a sexy sight to see.
"Alright, baby, Dolores is dying to suck your joint!"
Her hand gripped the proud penis, and she began sucking it smoothly. Her tongue lashed its quivering head, and she suddenly went up and down on it, sucking swiftly.
"Beautiful, baby-ohhh, yes, one up my ass, one on my dick-what man could ask for more? I feel like one of them sexy Persian sultans, or is it Turkish sultans, I don't know. But, I do know you're both mighty good when it comes to using your tongues on a horny man like me!"
"That's it-suck-suck it off!! Go after the juice, baby, go after the juice!" Dolores's mouth traveled swiftly up and down his staff, and her fingers never quit massaging his testicles. And she watched her beautiful girlfriend Gloria, letting her stiffened tongue flip in and out of Howard's anus.
Gloria, blonde, innocent, and so beautiful being reduced to sucking this man's ass out tortured Dolores. She imagined she pursued this kind of action to help her young son Tommy. A mother's love knows no bounds, she thought.
"Eat me, baby, eat me," Howard was carrying on, his hands reaching down to grasp her, "Eat my prick!"
And then, Howard couldn't contain himself any longer. The hot sperm gushed out of his rod, and Dolores sucked, but some of his juices trickled down the side of his swollen mainstem.
"Gloria, lick some of the sperms off my penis," he told her, "hurry up!"
Gloria pulled her tongue out of his sweaty, hot loins, and indeed did discover some cum on his cock. She licked up the remains like a gleaner, glad to get some of the juice, even though Dolores got the big load.
"Oh, baby-should have gotten you two women together before. This is the most," Howard panted, as he lay there, exhausted from the wacky, wild ass-suck, and cocksuck he'd obtained.
The girls both lay down, and began stroking each other. Howard was forced to comment.
"Girls, don't get serious!"
To his total surprise, neither girl responded. They both were too busy making love to each other, and they couldn't care less what Howard was babbling on about.
"Well, let me at least eat one of you," he complained, "I don't care if you want to suck each other's faces, but let me have some fun down there."
Both girls dutifully turned, allowing Howard easy access to their genitals. He chose to eat Gloria, and insert his finger inside Dolores.
Utilizing his tongue effectively, he vowed he'd give Dolores some keen competition for the blonde girl she was finding so fascinating.
Gloria and Dolores could have cared less. They'd been around, and they were accustomed to men pawing them. As a matter-of-fact, Howard was quite a tongue-man, and when he stabbed her vagina, licking all around inside her, she quivered, and Dolores picked this up, and increased the pace of her passionate tongue jabbing, so their actions could synchronize.
The tongue whipping in Gloria's vagina, was matched by the fingers playing inside Dolores. Both girls gave him the wiggling, excited, vigorous responses in their cunts he wanted, so he was satisfied, and didn't object to their long, long kiss.
Finally, he got Gloria there, with a lot of lashing on the love-button. She shot her fluids into his face, and he greedily licked them up.
"Oh, baby, eat it-eat my cunt," she cried, "eat my dirty cunt, baby-taste good, lover? Sure, it does. Gloria's pussy always tastes finger lickin' good!"
He kept fingering Dolores until he brought her off too.. And then, he bent over, and ate her quickly, not wanting to waste a drop of the delicious juice.
Now, Howard was limp, and the girls knew it. They got up and fixed drinks, and Howard said, "Let me rest! I don't need anything more to drink."
"Well, I've got to split," Dolores said, "So, baby-you can give me a little bread, if you don't mind, and I'll catch you later!"
"Course I don't mind. Bring my wallet over here."
Picking up his pants, she brought them over to the bed. He removed a brown leather, well-worn wallet, and took out two twenties, and a ten. Handing them to her, he asked, "That okay?"
"Sure, thanks."
"Oh, honey, here's a tip-five more!"
"Oh, thanks," she put-on to impress him, "You're real generous! Thank you!"
With her money tucked safely in her floppy large purse in the corner, where she carried her dildo equipment, she started to dress.
"Dolores, darling, I'm going to have you meet my boy Tommy," Gloria smiled, "Here's my address!"
"Tommy's too young to fuck her," Howard said, without cracking a smile.
"Really, can't you ever think a clean thought," Gloria demanded, "She would just like to get acquainted with Tommy!"
"Watch her," Howard smiled.
"Stop that," Gloria lashed back, "Tommy is a fifteen year old kid! Really!"
"Really nothing," Howard smiled, "When I was a kid of fifteen I had a nine incher on me. And, I'd fucked all the young girls on the block."
"I can imagine parents welcomed you like the plague," Gloria slashed playfully..
"I never got around to fucking the mothers, I was too busy screwing the daughters," he said proudly.
Dolores was at the door. Gloria sensed she wanted to kiss her one more time. Going to her, she said, "Take care, darling!" And then she hugged her and kissed her. Dolores kissed back.
"Girls will be girls," Howard added. "Goodnight," Dolores said, and hurried away.
Then, Howard and Gloria were left alone.
"It's late," Gloria said nervously, "I don't like to leave my kid alone too late. It might be dangerous all alone."
"Oh, he can take care of himself. You worry too much. You're going to develop into a worry-wart-if you're not careful!"
"I'll try not to," Gloria assured him.
Then, they both got dressed, and Gloria picked the plastic bag up out of the sink, and draining the water in it, tossed it in the plastic waste basket.
"Should we take the bottles with us?" she asked.
"Any scotch left?"
"A little-"
"Take it," Howard smiled, "I could use another drink now. One for the road!"
"You're loaded," she said, "You better not have anymore. The last thing you need is one for the road!"
Gloria talked Howard into letting her drive home. And when she parked at her apartment house, she even suggested, "Look, honey, if you don't feel up to driving-you can always stay here! I've got a sofa-bed you could sleep on."
"No, I'm okay-don't worry about me, Gloria. You're becoming a worry-wart. I told you that before tonight."
Leaning over, she kissed him, and whispered, "Take care, of yourself baby."
And then, after she'd gotten out of the car, she stood near the street light watching him weave down the highway. A moment later, she saw a police car trailing him. But, he turned the corner, and the police car didn't pursue him, so she guessed he'd made it alright, but nevertheless, it was a close call and it did bother her for a moment.
As she went up to her apartment, she couldn't help thinking of Dolores. Dolores was a sexy, Latin girl, and no doubt she had plenty of problems finding work. Of course, old money-bags Howard would seize on the opportunity of getting sex and work in the same tidy package. But, he did give her some money, and she couldn't fault him for that. And he had been keeping her in style for some time. He was actually generous, but what a naughty, dirty fucker. He was forever thinking of new things to do to make sex more exciting and stimulating. But, tonight, she had actually enjoyed making it with a woman. At least a woman as sexy and sweet as Dolores proved to be.
As a matter-of-fact, the whole night had been so stimulating that she didn't feel tired. She felt vibrant, alive, and turned-on. This was absurd. Three wild rounds of sex in an orgy romp at a motel, and she felt like more! Maybe, it was because her kind of sex-play was simply tremendously stimulating, but terribly short on genuine sexual satisfaction. She didn't know!
CHAPTER FOUR
Gloria opened the door silently, so she wouldn't awaken Tommy, and then she tiptoed to his door, opening it silently to see if he was asleep alright.
But, he wasn't asleep. Instead, he was gripping his penis, and pulling on it, and his jaw was hanging slack, and he never noticed anything, say nothing of the door opening a slight crack, for he was fantasizing a fuck, as he often did when he'd awake alone, turned-on, troubled in the middle of the night.
Vividly, it flashed into Gloria's mind what Howard had said earlier. He had said at fifteen he was fucking every girl in the block. Of course he was exaggerating. He was always exaggerating, but he was getting one point across, a boy at fifteen has hot nuts, and needs action!
Stepping softly inside his room, she startled him in the darkness when he was distracted from his jack-offing, and pulled the sheet over his hand, pulling his penis as fast as he knew how.
"Who's there?" he demanded, masking fear with anger.
"It's me, darling-Mom!"
"Oh, Mom-you scared me," he said, "Oh," he sighed, "Am I ever glad it was you."
"Why were you scared, baby?"
"I don't know! I guess it was because you took me by surprise!"
"I guess I did, darling," she said quietly, and he knew what she meant.
Defensively, he interjected, "Well, you've no right to bust in on a guy like that! I'm a man now!"
"So I see," she said softly, and from the way she said it, husky, appealing, he got the goose-bumps, and his hard-on got harder.
"What can I do?" he said, sweat pouring down his nervous face. "My balls get to itching, Mom-and I gotta' do something to relieve them. There's nothing wrong with that!"
"I never said there was," she whispered, and bent over and kissed him gently. The moment she kissed him gently, he pressed his lips hard on hers, crushing them, making her wonder for a moment if the hard impact of his teeth would break hers. And then his mouth opened instinctively, as he licked her lips, and she found herself falling into the pattern he was designing. Soon, his tongue was licking her tongue, flapping against it, and then they were Frenching.
Pulling away, she sighed, "Oh, son-we shouldn't be doing this. It's not right for a i mother to kiss a son like we kissed now."
"Yeah, Mom, I know," he said, "but you're not just any Mom, you know that, don't you?"
"What do you mean?" she asked suspiciously.
"You're a turn-on," he said flatly. "A turn-on?"
"Yeah, a hot chick who gets men stimulated when they see her. You know, a real turn-on, who gives a hard-on."
"Son," Gloria said shyly, acting now, "you know, we shouldn't talk that way to each other. It's not right, son!"
"Get off it, Mom,".he chuckled, "I've seen you making it with men lots of times. You're not foolin' me none!"
"You're lying," she said, slapping his face angrily. And then, she wept bitter tears. "You are lying, aren't you?"
Stone-sober, and not cracking a trace of a smile, Tommy told her, "It's the truth, Mom! I saw you blow one guy and suck another guy's ass out! Another time I even saw you letting a big black guy sock it to you. And, you know what?"
Bending over with guilt and shame, she asked, "What?"
"I think you're the best piece of ass that ever got laid!"
"Oh, son," she sobbed, "you should never talk to me like that." And then, beneath the sheet she saw something raising that spoke to her in terms she understood. Necessity took over, and morals disappeared, along with sorrow, shame, and guilt.
Flinging the sheet back, he asked, "What do I do about this? When it gets a hard-on? What then?"
Gloria shrugged, "I-I don't suppose it would hurt if I helped you."
"Oh, would you, Mom?" Tommy beamed, his face eager with anticipation of what she could do for him, administering to his needs in this manner. "Please, please, Mom-pull it off for me!"
Then, as the mother touched her son's member, she suddenly felt a quiver of excitement surge through her. She could see his father-young again, virile, and hot-eager to have her do him-every way.
Yet, the accusing fingers of everyone she dealt with seemed to point at her, and she was perplexed. She didn't want to do it, yet, she did, and this tug-of-war inside herself was killing her. Tommy helped her resolve to do it for him.
"Who would know?" he began quietly, using some skillful psychology to influence his Mom to service him.
Shrugging, Gloria sighed, "No one, if you didn't tell them!" When Tommy observed her eyes were focused on his huge, throbbing penis, he decided to make it more appealing for her. He held it in his hand, gripping it, squeezing it until a drop of crystal cum surfaced on its meaty head.
"Just touch it-" he said softly, all the allure and appeal he could project into his simple request from his Mom was there.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt anybody," she said, reaching out, and stopping in mid-air.
"No, no," Tommy insisted, not wanting her hand to go back but to grasp his penis. Finally, when he couldn't stand it any longer, he grabbed her hand gently, and placed it on himself. When she felt his throbbing, mighty shaft, she didn't have to be coaxed to do another thing.
"Come on," he said, "Pull it, Mom. Faster!"
Gloria had done this for men. Many men whose penises weren't as large as Tommy's fresh young penis was. And she didn't hesitate to service them with a hand-job, because she felt it was Mom Nature calling, and who was she to buck something so instinctive, something so natural?
The same type of reasoning came to her at this hot moment. Obviously, this boy's development indicated he was indeed in need of some good, hot sex action. And the only way she could make sure he got it-from a wholesome source-was to administer a simple little hand-job. As long as nobody knew it couldn't haunt her anymore than the indiscreet sex she'd had on the side for years. But, it did sicken her when she thought of Tommy knowing about her, and watching.
"Don't ever tell anybody if I do it for you," she warned him.
"I won't," he promised, "Never!"
"Alright, son," she smiled nervously, "I look at it this way. Your body calls for a natural release. I don't think it's natural to pull it off alone. Sex-is something so beautiful-so meaningful, darling, it was meant to be shared. The ideal thing is for the body to develop," and she continued stroking. The penis got her so stimulated, she lost track of the lengthy rationalizing she was making aloud to convince her son, as well as herself she wasn't doing anything wrong.
"Oh, Mom, does that ever feel great," he panted, "Pull it faster! Harder! Yes, yes, ohhhh-keep that action up!"
And it was as if she was young again. She recaptured her own sexual awakening. Her own passionate feelings took over, and she employed her know how she'd applied on the men in her life on her son, and to good advantage.
"Pull it," he panted, "Pull my meat, Mom!"
Tommy was panting, his body sweating, his breath coming short.
"Oh, yes, son-I'll-I'll play with your balls, too," she told him. "They're beautiful!"
His face beamed with happiness as he felt newly discovered sexual sensations, and excitement surging through his body.
"That's it, ohhh, yes-ahhh, faster, Mom, faster," he begged her, and she pulled on his peter faster. Her fingers reached down to play with his weighty testicles, and she marveled at the size of them. She knew they'd hold a good load of juice, and she couldn't wait to suck that juice out of his quivering penis.
He saw her watching, and he had a very good idea of why her mouth was open. On a dare, he decided to beg her to do him, and he blurted, "Oh, Mom-Mom-suck my prick! Suck it off for me! Please, suck me!"
Ambivalent feelings surged through Gloria. How she wanted to taste that juice from her son's physical instrument. She knew he would have a great sperm-load, delicious, and never-ending once it shot off.
The thought of all that sperm going to waste, dripping down her hand bothered her. She wanted to get a mouthful, and swallow it. This was what pulled her like a magnet now to his vibrating penis, and he knew she would give in, if he kept begging long enough.
"Blow-me, Mom-suck it, ohhhh, please, H never tell anybody, I swear I won't. Just you and me, Mom-we'll be the only two who'll ever know. Please, please, suck my prick for me, Mom-please!"
More cum was oozing out of him now, and she desired him more than ever at this point.
"Suck it," he panted, pushing it up, as his body pitched forward.
The temptation was more than she was able to bear. Why shouldn't she service her son? Didn't she love him enough? She loved him more than enough. It would be a simple matter to lick, to suck, eat any part of his handsome, virile young body. But, could she ever stand living with herself, she argued, as she panted with desire, closer, closer to his cock.
Then, blind to everything, she bent over, and let him thrust forward. The hot penis exploded in her mouth, and she sucked her son's juices into her mouth, savoring every delicious drop. And, Tommy's body vibrated.
The suck was coming true. The thing he'd dreamed of happening to him ever since he'd seen her do it to another man was reality, and no-way fantasy. This was real sucking, and it was good!
Instinctively his hands went over her head, his fingers running through her silky, blonde hair.
"Oh, Mom, eat my dick," he begged, "Eat me. Suck the juice out! Faster, ohhh, yes-get it all out. Suck my prick! Eat me, eat me, Mom, eat me!"
Fireworks was shooting in her head, volcanoes were bursting, as Tommy shot another load, and she held him tightly, her hand kneading his firm, round behind, as she got the juice into her mouth, savoring it before she'd swallow it.
Tommy loved being loved like this, passionately, fearlessly, completely, and he kept sighing, "Ohhh, Mom, Mom, suck me ... suck me!"
Gloria was overjoyed with the action her son was giving her. His sperm tasted delicious to her, and she couldn't gobble enough of him.
"Oh, Mom, eat me, eat me," he cried, and she finished sucking her son's proud penis.
When his mother finally released his penis, she sighed, "Baby doll, you're something else--. '"
They embraced and held each other, enjoying an emotional reunion, the-likes of which they never dreamt possible until that moment.
"There's nothing wrong in what we did," Tommy kept repeating, almost as if he was trying to convince himself that he really believed what he was saying.
"No, of course not," she smiled, trying just as hard to rid herself of the oppressive feeling of guilt that would not go.
And then, she confided, "I've admired your handsome body for a long time, son-you're built!"
"And, Mom-you're stacked."
"You think so?" she turned away, suddenly a flash of guilt surfacing at the idea of her own son finding her appealing.
"I know so-I've seen lots of pictures of big tits, and none of them looked as good as yours!"
"Thank you, son," she said, "You want me to display them for you, darling, don't you?"
"Oh, will you, Mom?" his face brightened eagerly at the thought of seeing her show herself off.
"If you want me to-"
"Here, let me help you," Tommy enthused, but she pulled away. "No, darling-Mom can undress herself."
Slowly, Gloria slid out of her clothes, and when she finally stood naked before her young son, his tongue was hanging out of his mouth in anticipation.
"Oh, Wow!" he exclaimed, his body shaking so much he could hardly stand it. "Come over here-and let me enjoy you!"
She didn't resist him now. She moved to the bed, but she had her own ideas of what she wanted.
"I'd love to squeeze your beautiful face between my breasts," she said softly, "and then I want you to suck on my tits!"
"like I did when I was a baby," her young son smiled, not the least bit ashamed. "You fed me then-you can feed me now!"
"Only this time, darling, you can appreciate it more."
"There isn't that much difference between our ages," Tommy smiled, and then, as she lay back on the bed, he buried his face adoringly between her breasts. She was excited, and stimulated by his attention. She used her hands to press the warm, soft flesh against her son's cheeks. Tommy felt himself stiffening, as her breast-flesh stimulated him.
Now, the desire burned within his body to lick her breasts, to tease, and torment them. To suck upon them, lavishing them with all the warm affection he felt for his beautiful mother.
"Lick my titties," she told him, "Go ahead, honey-lick them!"
He wasted no time in letting his tongue sweep over her mounds of flesh. As he felt the nipple flick when his tongue touched it, it sent shivers of excitement racing up and down his spine. Noticing he was shaking, Gloria asked softly, "Are you alright?"
"You bet I am, Mom," he assured her. And then he went back to his delicate activity of stimulating her sensitive nipples.
"Hold your mouth like a suction cup on them," she told him. And bending over, he held his mouth tightly to each nipple. The emotion excited her, and she began quivering too.
Sensing he was giving her some sensational erotic moments, he proudly moved from one breast to the other; licking at first, and then letting his mouth press down, and sucking smoothly.
"Love me," she begged, "Oh, son-love your Mama!" He bit down on her breast in disgust, causing her to flinch in pain.
"Take it easy, honey-don't get carried away," she told him. And he didn't understand why he did it except for the fact that when she referred to herself as Mama-it made him feel like a mother-fucker-which he was, but he didn't care to be reminded of it. If she wouldn't talk so much when he licked her naked body, he could pretend it was some woman that he had picked up-some stranger-and fucking a strange woman he never knew seemed far more stimulating than having sex with your own Mom-which some people might find difficult, if not impossible to understand.
"Oh, son, suck me," she begged, as he moved quickly from tit to tit, licking one a moment, and then quickly moving to the other breast.
The action never ended, for he had to go down between her legs to explore what she was like down there.
The guilt grabbed at her so much, she suddenly pretended she was coughing to get him to quit. But, he was so far gone, so close to her cunt, he never noticed.
"Baby," she told him, "I-I have to get a drink!"
He didn't respond, but went on licking. She hated to push him off, but she knew no other way to do what she had to do.
"Honey," she smiled, "I'm thirsty!"
"Alright, Mom," he nodded, and then he caught himself-calling her Mom reminded him, he was indeed a mother-fucker!
CHAPTER FIVE
After they each had a drink, Tommy insisted on going back to the bedroom. But, Gloria wanted to try to talk him out of it. Little did she know how impossible that would be!
"Son," she said, "Why don't we just go to bed?"
"Go to bed, no," he shrieked, "You promised!"
"Didn't I satisfy you, son?" she hedged for time, trying to invent some excuse for not going back to bed with him.
"Sure, you gave me half the fun, but now you want to cheat me out of eating your pussy!"
For a moment, it looked like his eyes were clouding and she hated to deny or disappoint her boy.
"Darling, if it means that much to you-you can have me!"
"I can eat your cunt," he said flatly, and his crude way of putting it sounded for all the world like his father. He comes by it naturally, she thought.
"Can't you call it pussy?" she asked, allowing a small smile at the corner of her mouth.
"What's the diff? Cunt, pussy, snatch-it's all the same. It's that focal point between a woman's legs-that's all there is to it!"
"But you might turn-off some woman with talk like that-" his mother insisted.
"Look, Mom-I don't want to fuck or suck any dame who is a put-on-"
"A put-on?"
"A phony-a fink! Me, I call it by its name. I'm not a put-on."
Letting her hand swing free from her vagina, she smiled, "I'm not a put-on either!"
"Prove it! Lie on the bed, and wrap your ever-lovin' legs around me-please!"
"Alright, son," she agreed reluctantly at first, "if it means that much to you, I suppose I'm wrong to try to deny you your good-time!"
"Now, you're groovin'! "
"Am I?" she smiled, and to prove it, Tommy wrapped his arms around his sexy, young mother, and kissed her passionately. As his young, hard penis pressed against her moist vagina, he felt the moisture, and realized he'd been stimulating her all along. Huskily, he said, "Come on-let's have a good time on my tongue!"
Without another word of objection, Gloria followed him into the bedroom, got up on the bed, and wrapped her arms around his head, pushing her vagina to his lips.
"Oh, Mom-this is beautiful, you're smothering me with your pussy! What a way to go-off!" he chuckled.
And then, his talented tongue swept over to her vagina, and soon they were enjoying themselves.
"Eat it," she begged, as she felt the excitement in her own fiery body match her son's enthusiasm for the action.
"Yes, son-yes, love me, ohhh, love me," she begged him. It didn't take long for Tommy's tongue to turn-on, and do his thing. Together, they made love, and as it swept inside her velvety vagina, she felt it her motherly duty to guide him, so he'd do it expertly.
"Eat it," she begged him, "Eat mama's pussy! Yes, ohh, yes, baby-go down there and lick!"
Letting his tongue surge inside her, he felt her undulate up and down; slowly at first, and then she felt free and she gyrated her hips in a teasing circular motion ending with a sudden thrust forward, permitting his tongue to ram its full way home.
"Love me," she sobbed, becoming almost hysterical as his forceful tongue vividly pitched her back to when his father first invaded the very same hole with his hot, lashing tongue. The double memory produced a super sensation no other man could ever produce, for it was" her first love, duplicated in her sucking son.
As Tommy felt her fingers clawing through his scalp, he knew he didn't have to do any more coaxing. She was his now, and nothing seemed real. The music in the next room seemed light-years away. His tongue jabbed endlessly, searching for methods to ignite her cunt some more.
"Oh, ahh-I'm burning up," she gasped, before the big explosion, and then she came, gushing into his mouth.
She cried the same thing she always cried when a man did her down there the way she liked it, "Suck my pussy! Suck it, baby, suck it! Oh, yes, suck baby suck!"
Her fingers clawed, her hips gyrated, and she came again, going the multiple orgasm route via such stimulation as only her sturdy, loving son could produce.
As Tommy pulled his face away from her vagina, she cried out, "Oh, darling, darling, shove your shaft up me, and get your rocks off!"
"Oh, Mom, beautiful," Tommy cried excitedly, straddling her now, and gripping his penis-head tightly, shoved himself into her hot, eager hole.
"Fuck it!" he cried out, "Give it to me, Mom. Grab my prick and churn your ass around it."
Twisting, her tight cunt revolved around her son's mainstem. Her hands. swept down his back to his buttocks, which she gripped excitedly, playing with them, exciting them.
"Oh, you're beautiful," she said, "I knew it would be like this with you, son."
"So you wanted me, huh?"
"Sure I did. When I'd come in the bathroom, and see you step naked out of the shower-I got turned-on. I couldn't help it. It was too much!"
"Don't think I haven't been watching you, Mom," her son admitted candidly. "Even when I was a little kid and you didn't think I had any sexual feeling I was turning on. You used to bathe me in the tub, and I'd see your big bosoms swaying over me and my little cock would get hard and I'd try to hide it so you'd never know how turned-on I got."
"Oh, you're stabbing it up me just like I like it! Roll your ass around, wiggle it so I can play with it while you fuck me!"
"Wiggle your tits for me, Mom," he begged, "Do it-that's it, love-wiggle them!"
She brushed her breasts excitedly back and forth, back and forth, and he thought he'd flip out.
"That's great-I like that sensation," he smiled, "keep brushing those nice titties, Mom-ohhhh, yes, yes!"
The excitement surged through both of their bodies, and as he pumped into her, she found her body pitching up to meet her son's driving cockthrusts.
"Love you, baby," she smiled.
Hearing that, Tommy bent over and kissed her passionately, "Don't think I don't love you," he said quietly when he pulled away from her, and then he looked off-toward the pillow and kept plowing into her with his penis.
"Fuck it!" he gasped, and then, as her vagina muscles gripped him tightly there, he exploded, sending spasms of hot sperm into her body.
"Faster! Keep it up, Mom! Harder! Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, I am coming again. You're driving me out of my mind, Mom. Ohhhhh, ahhhhh!" Tommy moaned as his penis spurted the hot, thick sperm into her.
She juiced herself, getting so stimulated with her son's wild cock thrusts. And their sweaty bodies clung together like this on the brink of the apocalyptic orgasm. This wasn't a mechanical fucking routine of two robots trying to do each other on a bed, with organs meeting, and minds not.
This was it! Heart, body, passion merging in a double explosion, that left them both vibrating.
As Tommy lifted off his mother, the penis dripping with cum, it dribbled on her naked body. But, she didn't object.
"Oh, I'm sorry-I'm dripping," he declared as he looked down and saw the sticky stuff.
"Never be sorry for this, darling," she smiled, "It's our love-juices blended!"
This impressed Tommy so much, he had to bend over and kiss her once more.
"You always know how to say everything!" he told her.
"Thank you, luv," she smiled, "Mom thinks you're about the sweetest guy in the world!"
"I'm glad we're above a lot of silly morals," he said, and this surprised her.
"What do you mean?" she asked, as he lay beside her, with only the soft glow of a night lamp spreading a circle of light around the room.
"Oh, I read a book saying we're going through a sexual revolution in this country or something," he scratched his head.
"Yes, go on," she asked her son, curious to know what he had read and what he had concluded from that reading.
"Well, it says a lot of puritanical nonsense has been thrown away, and now people can do their thing! You know, anything goes! Guys shacking up with gals, having kids, not getting married, girls living with girls, and-"
And then her own rather purplish past swept by her in a jarring instant. This was a word picture of her own self-no morals, and now this, sex with her own son.
"Well, darling," she explained, "you can't carry that philosophy too far now. It could get you in all kinds of trouble!"
"Oh, I never would," he insisted, "You don't have to worry about me, Mom-I'm not going to pick up with every tramp at school, but I think now I know where it's at-between the legs."
"You've got a real nice philosophy," she said nervously, wondering what would ever become of her son.
"I guess I'd better get some sleep," he smiled, "Mr. Sandman is coming around about now."
"Alright, baby," she said softly, and then she moved in closely to him, and kissed him goodnight.
As she went back to her own room, she tried to dismiss any thoughts of guilt. But it wasn't easy. When the heat of passion had cooled off, she had to face a few facts-doing it with one's own son-isn't exactly right! In factit's wrong.
Yet, was it? He was only going to give himself the orgasm anyway, only by hand. Solo sex seemed wrong, she mused. When two people share something, it becomes beautiful! And he was refusing to share!
She slipped under the covers, and comforted herself with any thing that she could. She hadn't told him a thing about how she made her living. Furthermore, she was protecting him from all those young girls diseased with VD. Wasn't this only the natural, protective instincts of a mother asserting themselves? Yet, would he hate her tomorrow morning when his own passion cooled? Would he look at her with accusing fingers of scorn ?
If she could have only known that her son didn't look at her like that at all, she would have been much better off. Because, in reality, Tommy was falling fast asleep, and in a very contented mood. His penis was flaccid, and satisfied, his itching, young balls were shrinking in their relief. And, Gloria had nothing to fear-yet!
CHAPTER SIX
The very next day, Gloria got a phone call from Dolores.
"Oh, hi, honey," Gloria began when she found out who it was on the phone.
"Sure-sure, baby, I'd love to see you!"
And then, she thought about her mentioning seeing her son. Right now, she felt it would be better not to introduce Tommy to her. Too much had happened the previous night.
"Could I come over to your place?" she asked, "I have a woman cleaning my house today I"
"Lucky for you," she laughed, "Sure, darling-come over!"
Making it a point to fix a generous breakfast for her son, she tried to determine his response to their night of sex.
"About last night-" he began, and then stopped. She hung on every word that fell from her young son-lover's lips.
"Yes, yes-go on!"
"Well," he said quietly, "I really don't think we did anything wrong-I really don't."
"I don't either," she said quickly, heaving a sigh of relief he'd said what he had.
"We can make it again-can't we?"
Gloria paused. She wanted it all as bad as he did, maybe worse. But, she had learned the value of not being too anxious. That made the man think he'd gotten what he wanted too easily.
"Y-Yes, we can," she said.
"like when?" he smiled.
"Well, not right now. I've got to go see Dolores and-"
"Dolores?" he asked, "never heard you mention her before-"
"Just someone I met at a party last night," she smiled. "Maybe I'll have you meet her sometime."
"Is she good-looking?"
"Not bad," his Mom smiled, "but, don't you get any ideas!"
"Aw, Mom, you know me-"
Winking, she replied, nodding, "That's true, and that's why I'm taking no chances!"
She did the breakfast dishes, and left to go visit Dolores. Coming close to the posh apartment where she lived, she couldn't help but be impressed. As she stepped inside the plush, carpeted apartment, she said, "You've got it made up here, with a fabulous view of the city-"
"You like it?"
"Very much," she smiled.
And then, the two women began chatting.
Dolores couldn't help but notice Gloria was uptight.
"What's bugging you, baby?" she asked her.
"Oh, I shouldn't bother you with my problems," she said softly, turning way, trying not to spill over.
"But, you need to tell somebody. Dolores is a good listener."
"What I've done nobody would like to hear-it's too awful!"
"You need something to loosen up," Dolores smiled, "I'll fix whatever you want-"
"Alright," she said, "Maybe some liquor would help-got any bourbon?"
"One bourbon coming up," Dolores smiled, stepping over to her apartment size bar, "Water or seven, honey?"
"Make it seven," she smiled.
When the drink was brought over to her, she took it, and drank it quickly. It did help her to feel a-lot better. Then she opened up.
"Last night when I got home," she began, "I-I heard something going on in Tommy's room-"
"What had he done? Smuggled a girl in?"
"No," Gloria said sullenly, "I almost wish he had. I stepped into his room and saw him lying there on his bed, bare ass naked, holding his penis in his hand as he pumped away."
Bending over with laughter, Dolores bubbled, "And you got uptight because you saw your son jerking-off? Oh, wow! Honey, all men begin this way, and they graduate on up the ladder to great pieces of ass like us."
"Well, he graduated too fast-I had sex with my son last night!"
"You what?"
"I fucked him. He needed it. I didn't like the idea of him lying there, and pulling his meat all alone, when I could just as well do it for him."
"What a considerate mother you are," Dolores laughed, "Do tell! Did you blow him too!"
"Yes," Gloria said evenly, finishing her drink. "I need another."
"Cocksuck or drink?"
"It's not funny," Gloria said in exasperation, finding out what a wiseacre Dolores could be.
"No, baby, it isn't. If he talks, you know you're in trouble. He's a minor."
"Well, don't remind me-get me that drink!"
Dolores moved to the bar and returning a few moments later with the drink made her happy.
"Alright, I can talk now."
"Sure you can, the liquor is loosening your tongue," Dolores smiled, "Go on darling-this is most interesting and then I've got something to tell you!! "
"Well, he was so beautiful about it. I mean, his penis was so hot, so long, and he shot so much-"
"They do at that age-"
"Well, it was the most exciting sex I ever had," she admitted to her girlfriend who listened with unusual interest.
"Go on, I'm dying to know all that happened."
"After I blew him, he wanted to play with me. So, I let him lick my titties and suck on them, he wanted to eat my pussy, and I let him go down on me. You'll never know how wonderful he was at using his tongue on me. Such passion, such feeling, such emotion.
"Marvelous," Dolores smiled.
"You-you don't think I'm awful?"
"No, of course not," Dolores smiled, "A lot of women do it with their sons. They don't talk about it, of course, but nevertheless they break them in."
"I never heard of it-"
"You haven't been around like I have. It is common in high-society. Many wealthy women resent the thought of sluts teaching sex to their sons. So, they teach them!"
"It's funny, baby, but that is how I felt about it," Gloria admitted. "He seemed like such an innocent, pure, beautiful boy I couldn't picture myself letting some cheap cunt teach him all about sex, and then give him VD as an initiation award-no-way!"
Clapping her hands, Dolores laugher, "I applaud you, darling. Most women wouldn't admit their feelings. You do!"
"So do you, Dolores. You swing both ways, don't you?"
"Swing?" she threw her head back, and laughed. "What on earth do you mean?"
"I mean you do it with men and women!"
"Oh, yes, of course-why shouldn't I? But, I do have a funny surprise for you."
"What's that?"
"I take on teenage head whenever I get the chance!"
"No," Gloria said, shaking her head from side to side. "No wonder we could communicate. You understand because you vibe on the same wave-length."
"Precisely," Dolores nodded, "You see, baby-there are all kinds of sex. Some women dig dogs. Me, I don't. But, I sure as hell wouldn't hold it against any woman who felt she'd like to let a dog get his up her. That's her business, and the dog's of course. Anyway, I dig women, good-looking men, and I love young teenagers. They're loaded with sperm. I bet you found that out with your son, didn't you, darling?"
"You know it," she laughed, "My son had so much juice in his penis when I sucked on it I thought he'd never stop shooting!"
"Beautiful," Dolores smiled, "You see, I told you-they've got real juicy pricks!"
"When did you start on boys?" Gloria laughed, "Fix another drink, doll baby-I'm thirsty."
"I hope you're horny too," she said, glancing down at Gloria's vagina through her dress.
"I wouldn't mind us doing something together," Gloria called after her, as she stepped to the bar to fix the drinks. When she served her a drink, she thanked her, and then she said, "I had to marvel at the way he shoved his dick up me. He drove it up there like a truck-driver. I love a roughshod fucker! It ticks me off when I get a tame prick or some impotent guy who makes me suck it up to life. A prick should be hard when you touch it!"
"Right-on," Dolores smiled, "Now, let me tell you about this teenage stud I started with."
"I'm all ears," Gloria said, leaning back to listen to Dolores.
"Well, it began when I was going with Ted. Ted is English and oh, so proper! He really is a great guy, but a little difficult. For one thing, if he knew I was sucking his son, and letting him go down on me, he'd have flipped his wig. Anyway, Ted's son, Dave was a gorgeous hunk of man. He was tall, and only seventeen, and when we were swimming one day at his pool, and his father was gone, he wanted to swim nude."
"Did you?"
"I didn't see any reason not to," Dolores laughed, "as long as his father was gone I mean. Anyway, I told him, 'I guess Mom Nature won't mind if we swim in our skin, but don't tell your father-he might not understand', and he didn't either!"
"What was he like?"
"This long," Dolores smiled, making a motion to indicate a long penis with both hands.
"That long? Honey, he belongs in Ripley's!"
"I'm telling you the truth. That seventeen year old had a cock on him that would make the average man look pitiful. As I got a glimpse of him swimming naked through the water, I knew we had to have sex."
"And-you did!"
"Bet your sweet ass, I did. He went wild when he saw my naked knockers. He liked titties he told me, and played with them in the water, and then groped me. I asked him if he wanted a 'water-fuck', and he said, 'no, I want to do it in my bedroom!' and so we did!"
"What did he want to do?"
"He loved the idea of doing it Greek style, up the ass-hole! Well, I had a fit-the very idea of wanting to ram a thing like that up my poor, tired-but tight ass-hole!"
"And much as you hated it you got on all fours, and spread your cheeks for him," Gloria laughed, understanding Dolores as she never had before.
"Well, I'm not the best ass-fucker in the world, I'm sure," Dolores giggled, "but I haven't had many complaints in the backdoor sex department."
"How long did your affair continue?"
"Whenever he wasn't watching. It was beautiful, and moving. We really cared for each other as only kids can care. But, he was wild, passionate and really quite dangerous!"
"Dangerous? How do you mean?"
"Well, he'd risk it when his Dad was in the house, and of course one time we got caught."
"And-"
"You should have seen his old man. You'd think I'd stuck a dagger through his heart or something."
"Maybe you had," Gloria said, "Parents take these things real funny."
"But you're doing it with your own sonthat's worse than what I did with that kid."
"Is it?" Gloria asked, "Or am I doing something meaningful for both of us-so he'll have some beautiful sexual memories to build on, and not a series of hand-jobs to garner guilt with."
"Baby, what say, we have some sex-right here and now," Dolores suddenly advocated, "I'm ready!"
"And so am I," Gloria assured her.
Dolores started undressing, tossing a garment here, a garment there on her trail to the bedroom.
"What a lovely body you've got," Gloria smiled admiringly as she observed Dolores really was quite a knockout.
"Thank you, sweetheart," Dolores giggled, parading right over to her dresser, and pulling out a drawer, she got the dildo up and said, "Now, how would you like to shove that up me? I did you the other night."
"Alright," Gloria said, "It would be fun to ride the other side for once."
She slipped it on, the straps easily fitted her, and then she noticed the small pouch for the imitation sperm wasn't attached.
"Where's the juice bag?" she giggled.
"Oh, we don't need that every time. Just use some lube stuff on that dildo, and it'll slide up me sweet and easy!"
Gloria took a tube of lubricant she handed her and spread it all over the dildo. Then, she smiled, "Now, baby-you get on the bed, and I'll be the man this time!"
"Alright, luv," Dolores said softly, gliding over to the bed, and lying on her back, throwing up her legs.
"Okay, luv, I'm ready!"
Straddling her girlfriend, Dolores aimed the dildo for her vagina. It shoved up there smoothly, silently, and Dolores gave a small, pleased gasp of acceptance.
"Oh, that feels so good, honey. You have no idea how good that feels to me!"
Dolores knew just how to excite Gloria as she stabbed her with the thrusting dildo. Her vagina muscles gripped it, and she massaged it vigorously, giving it all the emotion she knew how, just as if it was a man doing her.
"Fuck me," she gasped, "Yes, baby, yes-fuck me!"
She put her hands on her back, and then played with her beautiful behind.
"I like your hands on me," Gloria told her.
"And don't think I don't enjoy feeling you, luv," Dolores assured her, "you're so beautiful!"
"You don't think I'm some kind of animal because I had sex with Tommy?"
"Of course not, honey. You're just a high-passioned female who needs a lot of loving and flicking!"
"That I do," Gloria admitted freely, as she thrust the dildo into her girlfriend. "Say, but this is fun on top! Now, I know how the men feel when they bang me."
"Sure you do, darling," Dolores smiled, looking into her eyes, and then turning her mouth up to be kissed, she drew her lips together.
"One kiss my luv," she said softly.
"Oh, yes, baby, yes," Gloria nodded, going down on her mouth like a person athirst in the desert finding an oasis. And as their mouths met, the pure, beautiful passion of what Dolores sincerely felt for her, was easy to pick up, and she pressed back.
"Love you," Dolores smiled gently, as she pulled away. "I always love you!"
At first it felt funny to hear a woman speaking to her like that. But, as she got accustomed to it, the strangeness vanished.
And they synchronized their movements so their bodies could slap against each other in passionate fulfillment. Now, Gloria realized why she said not to bother with the sperm plastic bag pouch. They wouldn't be needing it. Their own sincere feelings, had fired the sex fuels within them sufficiently so that she could bring herself to climax, without any artificial juice flooding her vagina.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me," Gloria demanded, thrusting into her like a man. "That's it baby, savagely brought herself to that point, grab it!"
Dolores grabbed the dildo, and massaging it "Now, now-ohhh, darling, I'm coming, I'm" coming," Gloria gasped as she felt herself juicing. At the same moment, Dolores pushed hard against her, panting, "I'm coming! Right-on, baby, right-on!"
As each woman pushed her pussy against the other, the juices gushed. The sexual electricity was surging through them both, and they found their lips crushing against each other.
When they had finished this high-moment of passionate feeling, Gloria lay on top of her girlfriend, with the dildo remaining in her.
"Oh, lover, that was wild tonight!"
"You really turned-on with me," Dolores smiled.
"Wow!" Gloria giggled, "I guess I'm as bi as you are!"
"I knew that the moment I laid eyes on you," she said softly.
"How did you know that?"
"I-I don't know-female intuition, perhaps, I just don't know!"
And then, their arms locked in a loving embrace and they had their joyous soul-kiss.
CHAPTER SEVEN
After they lay there a few moments, Dolores put her pitch in, "Honey, you could do me a big, fat favor," she smiled.
"What kind of favor, dear?"
"To be frank-"
"I want you to speak what's on your mind, go ahead, luv-"
"I want to have sex with your son, Tommy too!"
That hit Gloria like a thunderbolt! It was then she realized what a possessive women she was. It was then she understood the awful inner truths, for Dolores's strange request was like a flash of lightning illuminating the landscape for a split second.
"Why-I never thought about introducing him to another woman-"
"Sure not," Dolores nodded, smiling knowingly. "You never thought about how you're going to wreck your son's life if you become the compulsively obsessive mother who won't let her son grow up-"
"Don't talk that way to me!" Gloria snapped, "I love my son."
"Too much for your own good," Dolores said softly, "I'm really only trying to help. If I have sex with him-it'll stop you both from going berserk by keeping your sex secret to yourselves. I can be your sex safety valve."
Gloria thought a long moment, and then she saw the reason behind what Dolores was saying.
"You might be right," she said weakly.
"Baby, I know I'm right," Dolores smiled, glad her message was taking hold.
"When would you like to pay us a visit?"
"Well, darling, Saturday night is my big thing you know, and I presume it is your night-out too. But, Friday would be a very good night."
"Alright, dear," she smiled, "Why don't I do this? If I have you over to dinner I can introduce you to Tommy casually, and we can take it from there!"
"How nice," she smiled, "You are being kind, but what I'm telling you is for your own good. Murders happen over things just like this!"
"I suppose so-"
"I know of one case in particular where it did happen. There was a beautiful blonde girl named Babs. Babs was a wow-even when she was nearly forty, and had sex with her nineteen year old son. Anyway, he was having sex with her since he was only seventeen. Then, like all young boys, he left her and went catting. And she got jealous!"
"Insanely jealous," Gloria said softly, knowingly.
"Insanely jealous!" Dolores said sadly, "and one night when he came home from having a good time with his girlfriend, she confronted him one time too many. She said, 'where have you been all night, son?', and he warned her, 'Stop bugging me, will you, Mom?', but she wouldn't listen. So finally the poor kid was driven to telling her what was really on his mind."
"What did he tell her?"
"He laid it on the line and told her the girl he was fucking was twice the woman she was. And then, in his passionate outburst, he seized a butcher knife to stop her from laughing at him and he stabbed her throat, killing her in cold blood."
Gloria clutched her throat, "Oh, dear god, I hope nothing awful ever happens to me!"
"Well, you can't be too careful," Dolores said, "These kids go off like dynamite. All kinds of feelings are whirling inside them, and we have to be very considerate."
"Bless you, baby, for telling me about this ugly incident, it has put things back into focus. Sharp focus, and I've got to get over my hang-up on him or suffer the consequences."
"I'm afraid you're right," she replied. "What time will you be having dinner?"
"Oh, around seven, and sex around eight I guess," she laughed lightly, trying to adjust her thinking to sharing sex with her son with another woman.
"I suppose it would even be more normal for you to have sex with him than me," Gloria lamented.
"Oh, don't talk nonsense, darling. If you enjoy him, and he enjoys you, and neither one of you is forcing the other into bed-there's nothing wrong!"
"You're sure not?" Gloria asked suspiciously.
Taking her hands, and stroking them gently, Dolores tried to calm her fears, "I'm sure! Now, you can be sure too!"
Dolores's complete assurance did give a feeling of relief to her mind, as she thought about it.
And so on Friday night, Gloria whipped up a good dinner, and specifically told her son they'd have sex that night.
He'd been asking her to get involved, and she thought she would introduce her girlfriend Dolores as something of a surprise. From the moment, Dolores walked in the door, though, young Tommy had ideas about screwing her.
Dolores had done all in her power to appear attractive when she came in the door.
And it wasn't wasted, for Tommy instantly picked up on her slinky, sexy vibration.
"Hi, there," he smiled in his sexiest manner when his mother introduced him to her.
"Hi, big boy," she grinned. "I've heard an awful lot of good things about you from your Mom."
"That's nice," he nodded, "Hope she didn't mention any of the bad things."
"Why have you been a naughty boy?" she teased, looking right through him.
Tommy blushed. He knew he was being a naughty boy right this instant. He knew he'd give anything if he could only lay her, and this bugged him. He knew he couldn't. But what he didn't know was that this sexy, appealing, well-stacked older woman was just as hot for his cock, as he was for her cunt, and it would be only a couple hours before his great moment would arrive. Gloria tried her best to curb her jealousy thinking of the murder that Dolores had told her about.
"Why don't we sit down to dinner?" Gloria smiled in her best, motherly manner, yet maintaining her aura of glamour, competing now with Dolores for the sexual favors of her own son.
"My, what a good cook you are?" Dolores congratulated her. "I've really got to hand it to you."
"Thank you-just a good steak from our corner supermarket."
"The best steak we've had in a long time," Tommy was prompted to reveal.
"We always have good meat around here," Gloria smiled, and Dolores took that the wrong way.
. "I'm sure you do," she nodded, looking at Tommy appreciatively. After dinner, and a delicious dessert, Gloria told Tommy that she wanted to speak with him alone.
Dolores quivered. She wondered if she could trust a jealous mother alone with her son. Yet, she had no alternative but to wait and see precisely what Gloria was up to.
"Son," his mother began falteringly, "I-I think she would enjoy having sex with you."
"Really? Did I appeal to her?"
"Yes," Gloria nodded, "I guess you did!"
"Groovy," he said, "You won't mind if we do it!"
"But, you don't understand, dear," Gloria broached the matter cautiously, "I mean-all three of us should have sex together."
"Three people fucking?"
"Sure, son-sophisticated people do things like that on parties, on their yachts, on their cruises."
"Oh, that sounds good to me," he said, "I'm game for a threesome."
"Alright, I'll go back and tell her."
"Let me tell her," he said aggressively. And then he went back in and blurted, "Mom says we can all make it tonight!"
"Yes, isn't that going to be fun?" Dolores giggled.
"Bet your sweet ass it is," he smiled, "Guess we might as well start stripping! I'm aching to see you in the nude. You sure do know how to dress. You've had me with a hard-on all night."
"Thank you," Dolores smiled, and then Gloria led the way to her bedroom. She locked the bedroom door, and the three of them proceeded to undress.
"Well, don't you look good," Dolores smiled, when she saw him reduced to his shorts, with the huge, thick penis pushing at the cotton material.
"Want to pull my shorts down?" he smiled.
"Sure, you pull my panties down, and I'll pull your shorts down."
Now, Gloria was becoming jealous. And she tried to do everything in her power not to show it. It wasn't easy.
She decided to strip quickly, and stand naked near her son to divert his attention from Dolores. It didn't work. She stood there naked alright, but he only had eyes for Dolores's big boobs, which faced him now that they were stripping each other down to the nude state.
"Nice tits," he told her, letting his tongue swipe out for a lick. "Bet they're juicy!"
"They can be when the right man sucks on them," she smiled.
To prove he was her man, Tommy let his tongue sweep around her nipples.
"You like them," she smiled proudly, and once more Gloria did her very best not to get jealous.
"Why don't you two lie down on the bed?" she smiled.
"Oh, alright," Dolores nodded. "Honey, you can have more fun if you'll tear yourself off my titties long enough to lie down on the bed."
Young Tommy was flipping out now. His penis had become rock-hard, and longer still.
As Dolores looked at it, she got the sudden urge to suck him off. But, she had to resist this hot flash until he finished having his fun on her breasts. Then, she got an idea.
As Tommy lay on the bed beside her, she suggested, "Darling, if you'd straddle me-I could show you some wonderful ways to make it."
"Alright," he smiled, as he began to straddle her.
"I bet I know what you have in mind," Gloria nodded from the sidelines. "You're going to fix a sex sandwich!"
"Right-on," Dolores smiled.
"What's a sex sandwich?" he demanded.
"A sex sandwich is when you put the penis between the breasts, and push the breasts against the cock," his mother informed him.
"I dig you," he said, as he brought his buttocks up farther, and aimed his penis for the place between her breasts.
Massaging the penis brought her a lot of pleasure, and she also liked the feel of his swollen balls. This told her he had plenty of fluid there-just waiting for release.
"Oh, those soft titties-they feel good against my hard cock," he panted, and then he massaged them himself, as she. let go of her breasts so he could play with them.
"You know what," she said, "If you'd move up, I could have you sit on my face and I'd eat your ass out! How does that grab you?"
"Beautiful," he said, releasing her breasts, and moving forward, and then when he was just above her face, he wondered if she really wanted to do it.
She held his buttocks in her hands, and then she slowly let her tongue lick all around his ass-hole. He loved the feel of her hot, lashing tongue. Suddenly, she invaded his most private channel, and his mother seized the opportunity to seize her son's penis. Grasping it, she began pumping methodically.
"Oh, Wow," he panted, "Does that ever feel good, Mom!" Looking at the reflection of their three way in the mirror, he got turned on all the more.
"This is really action. One eating my ass out, and the other pulling my meat!"
"Sure, son-Mom knows best," she laughed. "I share and share alike."
"What a lot of fun we're having. Suck my ass out, Dolores!" he panted, as he pushed his buttocks down over her thrusting, jabbing tongue. "Suck it-ohhh, ahhh-yes-yes, baby, eat my hot ass out!"
He never knew sex could be so exciting. Even in his wildest masturbation fantasies, he hadn't imagined sex with two women. It was twice as good!
As the testicles jiggled when she pumped his penis, Gloria kept her eye on the penis head, where crystal cum was oozing out.
"Oh, Wow," she smiled, "I could almost blow it, baby, while she's sucking!"
"Oh, do it, Mom-do it," he begged. And
Gloria saw no reason why she shouldn't, even though she knew full well, she'd be copping the juice away from her girlfriend.
Bending over, she let her tongue slide along his pleasing balls, and then she licked the underside of the huge penis. Finally, she let her mouth slip over the head of it, and she began the suction-trip.
"Oh, Mom, how you suck," Tommy panted, and he pushed it up, forcing Dolores who was down under his ass-hole, to raise her head to keep her tongue sliding up there.
"Ahhh, ohhhh, eat my dick, Mom-eat me," the young, virile, uninhibited son begged. And never before had Gloria enjoyed a suck so much. Now, with Dolores approving, her guilt finally disappeared, and she enjoyed it.
"Keep the action up," he told her, "Yes, yes-eat it-eat my cock!"
That was precisely what she wanted to do, and she did it with relish.
"Oh, now-now-suck-faster, Mom, faster-eat it, eat my dirty dick! Eat it, lover-eat my meat!"
The beautiful moment was almost there. The feeding time, from her own son's hot rod.
And then it happened. The hot cock exploded, gushing into her mouth a steady stream of thick, creamy cum.
Gloria sucked smoothly, trying not to pull too hard so it wouldn't tickle when it was all sucked out.
And Dolores didn't mind. After all, she loved
Gloria too, and she wanted her to enjoy her son's juice-and she knew she'd catch his cock later, sure there was more juice where that came from.
"Oh, Mom, suck it all out," he told her, "Yes-yes, Mom-eat my prick-eat it up! Eat my dong!"
She liked the flip way he talked about sex. It was wild, free as the wind, and just plain fun.
Delicious as it was to her, she wished she could share the suck with Dolores, for she wanted her to know how delicious the juice spurting from her son's balls tasted.
As she pulled off his prick, she smiled up at her boy, "That was wonderful, son-I really enjoyed it."
"I'm glad you did, Mom," he told her, and then he raised off Dolores's hot, stabbing tongue.
"And thank you, Dolores, for a real groovy ass suck. My ass-hole thanks you too!"
And then, Gloria thought it might be good to have some liquid refreshments.
"How would you like to have something to drink?" she asked Dolores, who seconded the motion.
"Yes, luv-I am thirsty," she told her. "What would you like?" she asked her son. "Well, if I'm old enough to fuck my Mom-I guess I'm old enough to drink," he chuckled. "You have a point there, son," she smiled.
CHAPTER EIGHT
After they'd had their drinks, Dolores observed, "Honey, you're hot again. Doesn't that dick of yours ever go down?"
"Only now and then," he smiled
Dolores was stroking it. And then she said, "It's my turn now, and I'd like to be our sex director."
"Sex director?" he asked curiously.
"Yes, I set the scene, darling, and you do the show-you just fuck me the way I tell you, and your Mom and I can do something too."
That hit him as funny and he laughed, "You've gotta' be kidding. Mom is no lez!"
The word 'lez' seared through Gloria like a branding iron. She knew the law could classify her as a molester, and now technically she was engaging in lez-style sex, anyway you sliced it.
Defensively, she shot back instantly, "Son, a woman doesn't have to be a lez, to have sex with another woman. She can just be a woman who is uninhibited who wants to experience everything!"
"That's right," Dolores explained, "Your
Mom is no different than me-I've played with both sexes, and good-looking young kids like you too!"
"Thank you," he smiled.
"Don't thank me," she laughed, "You just have it! Some do, some don't!"
And then, she instructed him, "I want to have you slide it up my ass-hole while I lick your mother's cunt out!" They got into position on the bed and then the action began. First, Gloria lay back, her head on the pillow, and lifted one leg, gripping it with both hands, stretching it back as far as she could so that Dolores could have easy access to her vagina. Then, Gloria bent over, licking her hot hole, and arching her buttocks up, so her girlfriend's son could fit himself into her there.
As Dolores's tongue lashed away at her fur-trimmed mound, Gloria panted with pleasure, "Oh, honey-does that ever feel good?" she groaned in delight, "I love it, doll baby, I love it!"
At first the idea of another woman going down on his Mom bothered young Tommy, but as he saw how erotic the sight was, how stimulating it was to his balls, he decided he might as well watch-and enjoy!
Tommy knew he needed something to stab his hot rod up her ass-hole, so he went to the bathroom, producing a small jar of vaseline from a medicine cabinet search, and then he came back, and rubbed it on his penis.
"Put some on my ass-hole too, darling,"
Dolores smiled, taking a lick break from her pussy-eating activity.
"Alright, ass-fucker," he laughed, and then he rubbed some around her ass-hole too.
Now, gripping one buttock, he began sliding his slickened penis into place.
It rode in smoothly.
"Oh, wow," she panted, "does that ever feel good?"
"It does to me too," he told her, "Yes, mama!"
Tommy couldn't get over what an exciting thing it was to ram the penis up his Mom's girlfriend's behind. Dolores was accustomed to servicing men in the most unusual manners, and she liked the feel of a pulsating penis sliding up her rectum.
Momentarily, moving her mouth off Gloria's vagina, she instructed him, "Use your hands, honey!"
And then he got the idea of grasping her buttocks playfully. This gave her more excitement so she could add a wiggle to her ass as he stabbed her.
"Fuck me," she moaned, "Ohhh, honey-ram that rod up my rectum!"
"Like this?" Tommy asked, plunging his penis all the way.
"Oh, yes, ass-fucker-yes," she glowed as the excitement and feeling passed through her body.
The more she got the action, the more she enjoyed it.
"Give me a good solid fucking," she begged the boy, and it became a contest between them-how much he could deliver, how much she could accept.
Plunging at a quicker pace he drove it up there.
"Fuck it," he demanded, "Fuck! Fuck it!"
The wild ass-fucking continued and the pleasure mounted.
"Oh, honey ram it," she gasped, grinding her hips as he bore down on her.
"Hey out there,-I'm here!" Gloria reminded her girlfriend, as she felt her aching vagina begging for action.
"Alright, luv," Dolores smiled, as she went to town with her tongue.
She decided to plunge her tongue at the same tempo as Tommy drove his dick up her ass.
"Oh, Tommy-that's wild," she gasped excitedly, "Keep that action going!"
Faster and faster, she drove it up there.
"Fuck me," she demanded, but quickly slid her tongue back in the slot to keep her girlfriend Gloria stimulated.
"Maybe we can make it a two-way gusher," her son suggested. "I'll keep driving my dick up your ass-hole, and you keep plunging your tongue up Mom's cunt until she comes. Oh, wow-this is crazy fuckin'. "
"You know it," She smiled, returning to her tongue-lapping operation over Gloria's sexy slit.
Tommy drove it in harder, and faster, "Oh, that's it, baby, grab it with your ass muscles. Now, you're fuckin'-ohhhhh, and how baby, turn-on-turn-on!"
The enthusiasm he was putting into his passionate animal sex, was driving Dolores out of her mind:
She loved the feel of the long, slick penis, and she couldn't wait for him to shoot his gun off. She knew the feel of the hot sperm exploding would be fantastic!
"Fuck it," he gasped, "Fuck my dick. Give me a good fuck. Yes, baby, yes-now-faster-that's it, faster, fucker, oh, Wow!"
The hot sperm flashed out of his penis, and she got an ass-fucking she'd never forget.
The wild action didn't diminish because his cock was still hard so he kept stabbing her behind.
"Oh, fucker-I can make it again! Don't stop now. Keep that backfield in motion!"
Dolores knew just how to do this. She kept her behind gyrating quickly around the stabbing penis.
"Oh, yes, baby-yes-yes-fuck-fuck--fuck off!" For his second round of ass-fucking, his hands pinched her buttocks even tighter, for it required more intensity on his part to make the gun go twice.
"That's it, baby-that's it," he told her, "Fuck it!" Dolores let her hot tongue lash inside Gloria, giving her one of the wettest, wildest tongue lashings she'd ever had. She spared nothing, licking her labia, poking her tongue tip to touch the neck of her womb, and then concentrating her tongue-lashes on her clitoris. This got her stimulated until she was almost flipping out of her mind.
"Now, baby, now," she moaned, "Ohhh, yes-yes, do it-do it doll-do it!"
The beautiful action persisted until Gloria gushed, sending her hot juices into Dolores's eager mouth. Quickly, her tongue lapped up the pussy-juices, and her hands held her tightly while she did so. Dolores loved the feeling of being taken care of both ways, with lovers at both ends of her body participating.
"Ohhhhh, ahhhhh, yes, yes, ass-fucker-I'm there," he cried, "I made it, baby-I made it!"
The hot sperm flashed up her ass-hole once more, and she wiggled about on the bed, enjoying the action immensely. And then, Gloria started gushing, coming in multiples with the excitement surging through her body. She pressed her thighs to Dolores's face so she could feel her intensity.
"Eat my cunt, baby," she begged, "Eat me, now-honey, eat me!" The hot sucking action continued, as the music added to their pleasure, in a sexy, throbbing beat of its own.
Gloria held her hands over her girlfriend's head, and pushed her pelvis up to meet her tongue.
"Love it, baby," she begged, "Love my snatch!" All inhibitions were gone for the three of them, and as their bodies connected, it was as if their souls did too. Tommy wasn't pulling out of Dolores quite yet. He enjoyed watching the sucking action, and knew what Dolores was experiencing because he'd gone down on his mother himself.
Finally, he pulled out, and lay across the bed, chuckling, "If the kids at school could only see me now!"
"Oh, no-don't mention them," his mother sighed, as she thought about the lusty, hot-eyed youngsters watching their action. It would be awful!
Dolores's tongue slid out, and she kissed her vagina lips gratefully, reaching up to pinch a breast.
"You were beautiful, Mom," she smiled.
"Now, I'm his Mom-not yours. You trying to age me or something," she laughed.
Gloria loved the hot sex action they'd been involved in, but it all seemed so strange and unreal, it was difficult for her to believe she could get into such a sexual mire.
"We ought to have something to eat," she insisted, "I've got cold cuts in the refrigerator, and I'll fix us some more drinks!"
"Right-on," Tommy nodded, rising and joining her in her march to the kitchen. When he was alone with his Mom in the kitchen, he told her, "You're really something, Mom. You have no idea how much you mean to me, and now that you've proven yourself not being selfish, and introducing me to another woman, I love you all the more."
It had worked. The strategy of Dolores to blur the truth, that she was periliously possessive, had been dissolved in their orgy trip.
"Well, you be a good boy," she smiled, tapping him on the behind. "I love you, you know that, don't you!"
"Sure," he nodded, wheeling around and grabbing her. With his arms around her, his lips crushed down on hers, and he whispered, "Iovp. you, baby!"
"And I love you!"
"Doesn't anybody love me T' Dolores demanding stepping into the kitchen, "I feel all left out!"
"Well, you're not left out," Tommy told her, "Join us and we'll have a three-way kiss."
And then the three of them pushed in together, wrapping arms adoringly about one another.
"Your Mom told me you were a sensational kid," she smiled, "and she was so right! Where on earth did you get a build like this. Those long legs, that trim waist, and that good chest-not like some wrap-around muscle man, but smoothly developed!"
"That came from swimming and surfing," he smiled proudly. "I love to get in there and enjoy the action."
"Water is wonderful," she smiled, "I take therapy baths all the time to keep young. Note my tits don't sag!"
"They sure don't, doll," Tommy grinned, reaching out and feeling of one of them.
"Give thanks to water," she smiled, "along with a cyclo-massage. It stimulates the skin, and keeps it fresh!"
"Well, that big ocean, and those waves that slap me into the shore when the surf-riders are doing their thing-that's what keeps me in the trim."
"And about your projection?" she smiled, glancing down at his penis which was standing straight out now.
"That comes from fucking," he laughed, "Mom takes care of me-or I should say, she did. Now, I have you!"
"You do," Dolores assured him, "and I love your Mom-just like you do-between the legs!"
"The only way to fly," he smiled. And they broke up so Gloria could fix the food. She quickly got out the bread and put it into the toaster, and then put out a platter of cold meats, some olives, and then she asked, "What do you want to drink, love?"
"Every body needs milk," Tommy smiled, "Even Tommy!" And he was happy when his Mom poured his milk, giving him new fuel.
As they sat in the small kitchen with its small marble table, and captain's chairs, and orange plastic place mats, with the white dishes, containing the meat sandwiches, and drank milk, it could be just like any other normal family-with one exception-the setting was normal, but the conduct of those who sat down to eat, was unusual. Unusual, because when they finished eating the sandwiches on their plates, they'd begin eating each other.
CHAPTER NINE
Back in the bedroom, Dolores asked Tommy bluntly, "How would you like to try something really different, darling?"
"Alright, I'm game," he smiled, "Let's get cracking!"
"Well, baby, you've screwed me up the ass-right?"
"Right-on," Tommy smiled, "and it was super-ass, all the way."
"Okay, then I'll give you a wild ride like you never knew existed!"
"What have you got?"
"An automated dildo!"
"What on earth is that?"
"Just what it says. It's a dildo that-"
"But, what is a dildo?" Tommy demanded.
"Remember," his mother cautioned Dolores, "he isn't used to all those strange sounding words!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Tommy-you're so big I sometimes forget you're still a kid."
Going over to the corner, she picked a couple of dildoes with straps out of her floppy, imitation leather handbag.
"You see, these work on batteries, and they vibrate when we turn them on, and they're also plastic replicas of guys who are really well-hung."
"I read you," Tommy smiled, "and you're telling me you'd like to do my butt with one of those things." He scratched his ear, and looked suspiciously at the dildo.
"Right-on," she laughed, "as you would say!"
Tommy walked away, rubbing his buttocks as if it hurt. Shaking his head, he said reluctantly, "I dunno-that is a big dick, and this here is a small ass."
"I know, baby, but it won't hurt you one bit to find out how fabulous it feels to have something sliding up the old ass-hole. Women love it when men do them there, and the only way a man can find out, without taking the gay trip, is to have a woman do him with a dildo."
"Do men you know like it?"
"Men I know demand it," Dolores told him in no uncertain terms. "It is considered a real choice way of making it, dear-so why don't you let me show you how it's done, baby!"
"Alright, if you think you can without killing me! I need my butt, and I don't want you wrecking it or anything."
This comment couldn't help but make Dolores break out in peals of laughter, "You men never cease to amaze me. When you're asking a woman to let you stab her ass with a prick-you don't worry about our ass-holes. Uh, uh, but when the cock is in the other ass, then comet the rub!"
"How true, how true," Gloria smiled, "Go on, darling-she won't hurt you. Mother's here to hold your hand-if need be!"
"Oh, no, honey-you'll be too busy shoving the other dildo up my cunt. You see I'll be doing him, with my old vibrating plastic penis, and you'll be doing me. Isn't that beautiful? And practical," she mused.
"It really is," she laughed, "You are nothing short of a marvel in motion. Gee whiz! You could be a madame and make a lot of money."
"I only wish I was. Did you read about that madame who ran a bawdy house in Charlottesville, Virginia. She had thousands stashed away in big bills in rusty metal boxes, in glass jars, and she buried them all around the house."
"Oh, Wow! What happened? Who got the money?"
"The people who went digging around the place when the city bought the land and tore down the madame's house."
"Alright, I'm getting anxious to find out what it'll feel like to have that big thing stabbing me from the rear!"
"You'll find out-just wait," Dolores assured him, "The way we'll work it, darling is for you to get on all fours in front of me, and then I'll mount your ass-hole."
"Beautiful," he told her, and then frisky as a young colt, he got up on the bed-on all fours and waited. She climbed on board, behind him, and a moment later, with the dildo well-lubed, she thrust it into him.
"Does that ever feel good?" he said as it slid in up to the tight anal ring.
"Just relax now," she advised him, "It'll only hurt for a little while!"
"I hope," he said tensely, and then Dolores drove forward, driving the penis in up to the hilt. It made him flinch in pain.
"Oh, take it easy. Remember, Dolores, that's my tender, sensitive ass-hole."
"I'll try to remember," she laughed, recalling very vividly how little it mattered to him how much it hurt when she was being drilled by him.
"Feels good now," he told her once she got to riding it in and out. "Yes, baby, yes-fuck me-fuck me!"
The action was building to the threesome, and a moment later, Gloria rigged in her vibrating dildo got behind her girlfriend.
"Hey, it's vibrating," Tommy called out, "look, Mom, a vibrating dick-up my ass!"
"Enjoy it, son-I'll do you that way sometime if you want me to," she had to tell him, for she did envy Dolores getting her charge out of his ass-hole, in this manner.
Then, grasping Dolores's behind, she eased her lubed dildo-dick into her.
"Slide it in easy," Dolores warned.
"Sure, baby-I know how it feels when they do it rough. You don't have to worry about me."
"Next time, I stab your ass-hole, Mom," Tommy told her, "I'll not be so rough!"
"You see," his mother laughed, "Experience is the best teacher. Give his ass a good fucking," she told her.
The wild action continued, and Dolores bent over, crushing her breasts on the back of the virile, young boy as she drilled his hot, sweet ass-hole.
"Does that ever feel fantastic?" she told him frankly, "Ohh, yes, yes baby-fuck it, fuck it!"
He learned he could grasp at the sliding penis with his anal muscles. And he gripped it, massaging it, enjoying the action immensely.
"Ass-fuckin' isn't bad on the other end of the line," he smiled, as if he'd made a remarkable discovery.
Meantime, Gloria was turning on the vibrator of her penis. And it was helping Dolores enjoy her sex to the fullest.
"Oh, that vibrator feels fantastic. It's the latest plastic pecker they've got on the market."
"It's fun to shove it into you too," Gloria said, and then, following Dolores's example with her drilling action on her son's hot ass-hole, she bent over, crushing her breasts down on her back.
"Oh, wow! I love the way that feels," she told her. "Your titties on my back, baby are tremendous."
Clasping her, and thrusting into her, Gloria felt ever so close to Dolores. It had even brought her closer to her son, and she felt confident the three of them could share their bodies and thus derive mutual satisfaction, with nobody being the wiser.
"Fuck it!" she panted, "Grip it baby!"
Dolores gripped the tool sliding into her, and thrust her dildo into Tommy's behind the next second. This give and take was fun. Give a thrust, grab a cock-back and forth, and in the middle was the best fucking spot of all!
"Ram it up my ass-hole," Tommy demanded, "Oh, that feels good. It's that twist of the vibrator-action combined with the other-your tits on me."
"You like these," she panted, lifting up, and letting her sweating breasts brush erotically across the bare flesh of his back.
"Do it baby, do it!" he demanded, and she zipped it even further up his hot ass-hole. "Yes, yes, that's it, sweetheart-that's it!"
Then, Tommy felt her hand reaching around to grip his penis. He loved the feel of her hand on him.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "Pump my meat!"
One detail of having sex with so many men was utilizing the hand, for the hand-job action. And when so many men had told her they loved nothing more than a woman jerking them off, rimming at the same time, perhaps-then she learned the best way to do it. So, it was with skilled hand-movements, she pulled on Tommy's lengthening rod.
"Grab it!" he said, "Oh, baby, pull it-faster.
Faster!"
Dolores knew two things. It was the firmness of the grip around the penis, plus the pace of the jerking movement that could make him trip out to orgasm. And so, she pumped methodically, making the action go quicker, quicker.
"Oh, wow-keep that up," he begged as he felt the sexual excitement flashing through his entire being. With his back being excited with her massaging breasts, his joint being jerked by her talented hand, and his anus being drilled by the vibrating dildo, Tommy was turning-on, full-speed-ahead.
"Fuck it," he gasped, "Fuck! Fuck!"
She did it every which way, rolling her tits, jerking his prick, and jabbing his ass-hole.
Meantime, Gloria didn't want to be outdistanced, so she was going to town on her girlfriend. Her breasts crushed down on her back, her vibrating dildo rammed up her hot, tight ass-hole, and now her fingers swept down to play with her shaved vagina.
"Oh, Wow," Dolores panted, "Is this beautiful! We're building, and building-this is too much-toooooo much!"
"Fuck it," she gasped, "Fuck!"
And then, Tommy shot his load. The hot juices spurting out of the head of his penis, shooting all over his hand.
"Oh, ahhhh-baby, keep pulling my meat-there's more cum where that came from," he panted happily.
Sure enough, there was too, and Dolores was not one to until she'd had achieved all she could out of each sex activity she was engaged in.
"Ohhhh, darling," Gloria sighed sexily, hungry to eat her snatch, "let's sixty-nine."
"Alright, luv-I'll finish him off with a suck."
Gloria slid her dildo smoothly out of Dolores, and then she in turn got out of Tommy's behind. Tommy flipped over, and said, "It's all sticky, honey-you missed the explosion!"
"I'll lick it off your dick," she smiled, and then she did just that to prove her passion for sperm. As she licked up and down the sides of his penis, she found herself enjoying it immensely.
"Tastes good, huh?"
With her tongue occupied licking, Dolores couldn't answer directly, but she did nod. He got the point.
And then, when she'd finished doing her thing, she looked at his mother, and said, "Lunch-time!"
"Alright, love," she smiled, and then the two women got their bodies lined up so that their genitals were facing each other's hot lips.
"Oh, wow-this is too much," Tommy panted as he watched Dolores go down on his mother's snatch.
"Suck her cunt, Mom," he panted, as he watched. Now, only raw sex emotions, animal sex urges were surfacing. Faces fused against bodies in a lusty desire to obtain the ultimate orgasm.
"Come on, baby-eat it!" he panted, his penis becoming rigid once more. And then, as he watched Dolores and his mother sixty-nine, he pumped his meat, and became their chanting Greek chorus, saying rhythmically, "Suck cunt-suck, suck cunt, suck!"
It was an African fertility drum-beat inflection he gave to his sexy message, "Suck-suck cunt-suck, suck cunt, suck!"
The women's hot tongues plunged in and out of each other's hot holes, the passionate pleasure, building, building until they could hardly stand it anymore.
"Oh, baby, do it-do it," he told her, "I love it!"
And their tongues flashed across each other's clit in unison, their inhibitions gone, and Tommy's acceptance of her having sex with another woman made Gloria happy indeed. Tommy knelt beside them, pumping his penis, and watching.
"Beautiful, eat that pussy-suck that cunt! Yes, baby, yes!" And-the throbbing in their loins gave way to the juices, and they both joyously gushed at the same instant.
"Right-on, Mom," Tommy cried passionately, and his penis shot then too, sending a spray of sperm all over the two women, as he deliberately turned this way, and that, freeing his penis so it could flip the sperm at both of their naked bodies.
This made both his mother and Dolores laugh.
"Too much, Tommy," Dolores giggled, "Stop that machine gun flack, flack will you?"
"Alright," he smiled, "If you say so!"
Then, he just lay back, and soon both women were around him. One on each side, reaching down his leg with their leg. And he said, "Gee, this is real cozy. I think there ought to be a law that every man can have two women-at least once in his lifetime."
"I'm in favor of that law," Dolores said softly.
"And don't think I'm not," his mother smiled, "I've become much more broad minded in my sex views since we've had sex together, son," she smiled, "I see how silly and childish I've been about some of the things I believe in."
"I'm glad, Mom," he nodded, "because you were getting pretty far out there for awhile."
They fell asleep like this, and when they woke up, "Oh, look what time it is!" Gloria observed, glancing over at the radiant dial on the nightstand clock, "It's two-thirty a.m."
"What time is it?" Dolores asked groggily.
"Going on three in the morning," Gloria smiled, "We ought to put Tommy back in his own bed."
"Good idea," she agreed, "Son-son-wake up! At least enough to go to your own bed," his mother insisted.
"What-ahh-ohh-where am I?"
"In my bed, darling. This is Dolores. You remember her, and our little get-together!"
"Oh, yes-yes, I do," he nodded.
Then, he got up, and kissed Dolores on the ass-cheek, and tapped his mother's behind.
"No, no-a kiss for me too," his mother insisted, and he said, "alright, if you say so!"
Kissing her behind playfully, he walked out of the room, and let the two women talk some more.
"Tomorrow night is a big one for me," Dolores thought out loud, "I've got to go to the gym-get my massage, get my hair looking human at the hair-dresser, and then slip into something slinky and sexy and I'll show them!"
"Good for you, baby-good for you," she smiled, "But, honest, darling, don't you ever get tired of catering to men's whims-do this, lick that, suck this-ugh!"
"Sure, I get fed up with it-"
"Oh, you did get fed-lots of sperm," Gloria laughed. "Guess we have to laugh about it to keep our sanity, right, darling?"
"Right, and I must tell you how much I admire and respect your son. He's such a handsome kid, so full of the devil. I think he's about as sexy as hell too."
"He is. He could pose for the magazines like Burt Reynolds, only I think he's better looking than he is. He's younger!"
"He really is. All the sand, and sun-swimming, surfing, and a mother's love, of course!"
"Of course," Gloria smiled knowingly.
Then, she kissed Dolores.
"And, you know what," she smiled, pulling away, "I'm drawn to you now almost as much as my son."
"I'm flattered, darling," she smiled, and kissing her cheek softly, "but never, never fall in love. It can be dangerous to do that-and I don't believe in risking my happiness that way."
"That's your life-style, I guess!"
"Yes, that's me! Fast, and breezy, baby-and non-involved. I fuck-but I forget!"
"I guess you've got the right idea," Gloria sighed sadly, "you can't get hurt that way."
"Baby, don't you see-you're trying to cling to me, not because you love me-oh, no-but because you feel so insecure. And it doesn't work! Just, play and laugh-and don't get deep about it. True love is so morbid. It has to end sometime, and if you love deeply, the hurt is deep too."
"So, you've insulated yourself from hurt by not getting too close to anybody-just physically, not emotionally, clever girl," Gloria commented.
"I try," Dolores smiled.
"Tomorrow night I've got a date with a crackpot."
"What's his hang-up?"
"He's an animal fucker-and he wants me to watch him. That turns him on."
"What kind of an animal?"
"A goose!" she chuckled.
"A goose fucker, I never heard of such a thing."
"A goose gives a good fuck, darling-so they say-I haven't used my dildo up one to find out, I'll take their word for that," Dolores assured her.
"Where do you think he ever got onto something as wacky as fucking a damned goose?"
"Oh, he was living it up in Paris, and he went to one of those imagine brothels where they let men do anything that they've wanted to for years and couldn't do."
"And they supplied him with a goose?" Gloria giggled.
"Let me tell you," she winked, "Not just a goose, but a goose whose neck was on one side of a wall, its body on the other side."
"Yes, tell me about it."
"Well, they have ply board walls he told me, and you can't see the person on the other side, but you can watch other men doing it down the line with their geese. As you grab the goose by its wings, it struggles."
"Sounds horrible!"
"But you haven't heard the half of it yet! Let me tell you, darling!"
"Alright, I will. The men stab their cocks up the goose, and finally, when the goose is struggling so much they have to grip its wings, and hang on tight, and stab their dicks up the slick cunt of the wild goose."
"Why is it wiggling so much?"
"That's an interesting detail of goose-fucking, luv," she said, "The man on the other side of the wall is twisting its neck off, and it's fighting for its life. As it struggles to live, the man derives fantastic excitement for the goose is making fantastic motions with its body, taking the man's driving dick along for the marvelous ride."
"That sounds like a gory, bloody trip," Gloria sighed, "Why do they have to go to such lengths."
"Let me tell you about the voyeur's circle they've got there too."
"A voyeur's circle-what's that, darling?"
"Simply this," she explained, "The voyeurs, the people who want to watch other people sucking and fucking, and get their kicks out of this-like to see people in the middle of the circular stage."
"What happens in the center?"
"Everything you could imagine. And I mean everything. Those French people know how to put on a show. They do a lot of things with their mouths, believe me. But, what is fantastic is that it is one body connected to another. For example there was one man fucking the armpits."
"Armpit fucking?"
"Sure, honey-didn't you ever meet a guy who wanted to let you have it up the armpits?"
"Never. I guess I've been too normal."
"Remember, darling," Dolores cagily, reminded her, "You have been having wild sex with your son. Some people might not think that's nice or normal."
"True, baby, but don't rub it in," Gloria smiled quietly, tears clouding her eyes as she thought about her pre-occupation with her son.
"Back to armpits," Dolores laughed.
"Yes, back to them. Tell me how you do it--"
"Well, baby, you use your arms like wings, going back and forth, back and forth. It's a real flip-out!"
To illustrate, Dolores held her arm up, and went back and forth. Then, Gloria imitated the movement.
"Oh, you've got nice armpits, I'm sure you'd make some stud very happy drilling them."
"Beautiful," she smiled, "I like to do everything I do swper-good."
"I know, darling, little Miss Super-Cunt!" They both laughed on that one and then they embraced.
"I-feel something for you," Gloria said softly.
"I appreciate it darling, I really do! But, when I think of what I've got to go through with my date, I feel for myself."
"What else does he like?"
"He-likes to eat off my body!"
"Eat off your body, tell me!"
"Well, I'm all nice and naked, fresh from shower, my body scented with lemon and lime. And then, pow!"
"Pow what?"
"Just pow! He uses the whipped cream on my tits, fills them up with goo, and then puts some chocolate syrup in my snatch. Then, with two cherries on the whipped cream, for nipples, he begins nibbling."
"Does it taste good?"
"He thinks so," she smiled, "Inventive fucker. He-likes to cook, and I guess that gave him the idea I'd make a nice sex dish!"
"You do, darling, you do," Gloria laughed, "I'd love to eat you anytime, with or without whipped cream."
"Bless you, baby, you do care!"
"Of course I do," Gloria said softly, "And I care about my boy Tommy. He's such a beautiful boy. I love those legs of his. I love him all over."
"I don't blame you, baby. I do too. He is a beautiful kid. And I could go wacky over him if I let myself. He isn't spoiled rotten like so many men."
"I know."
Soon the women were embracing in a soul-kiss, their breasts crushing against each other, their swollen vaginas pressing, moistening.
"Don't get me so stimulated," Dolores sighed, "I-I can't. Not now, baby-I must save it for my work."
"Alright, we'll just hang loose."
"Kiss me?" Gloria asked.
"Sure, baby," Dolores whispered, and kissed her gently on her cheek.
"Funny, how we met. We were both screwing the same man on a double-fucker date. And, then we found each other. All these years I've hated women who did things with each other, and all these years I was probably full of these very same desires. Isn't that weirdo?"
"It's not weirdo at all," Dolores assured her knowingly, "Most people hate things they don't know about. You never knew darling, until I brought you out the other night with Howard."
"I guess that's it, alright," she said quietly. "But, now, we're going to have some fun together-it isn't just for tonight-is it?"
"No way, darling," she smiled, "I have all I need here in your house. I'm bi-baby, I'll admit it. I need a man, and I need a woman. Your wonderful son satisfied me, and you do too."
"I'm so glad," Gloria whispered affectionately.
"So am I."
CHAPTER TEN
The next day Dolores went on her way, and Gloria and her son Tommy were left alone.
Gloria was curious to know just what Tommy thought of her. And she was equally curious to know what he thought of Dolores.
"You don't hold it against, Mom, darling because you saw her make love to a woman, do you?"
"How could I?" he laughed, "I made love to her too!"
"That's a wholesome attitude, son. You know your Mom loves you dearly."
"I know you love what's between my legs, dearly," he smiled.
"Oh, quit teasing me," she laughed, "But, baby, remember, never crack a joke like that with anybody else around. They might not understand-"
"Don't you mean, they might understand?" he asked her flatly.
And then they laughed.
"Why don't we go to a movie today?" he asked his mother.
"What would you like to see?"
"The Godfather," he suggested.
"That's not a kid's picture," she said, "Too much killing."
"But I like bloody pictures," he smiled, knowing it always got her goat that he enjoyed horror and monster movies.
"Haven't I brought you up to enjoy the finer things?" she complained. "A killing movie is far worse than a sex show."
"Yeah, and I can't see those either," he complained.
"There are other things in life besides sex," she told him flatly. "And I think you ought to realize that."
"I'm sorry, Mom, but my mind keeps going back to fucking."
"Don't you ever get satisfied?"
"No," he said flatly, and then he walked out the door. It bothered her that he left the house like that. She couldn't get over the fact he stalked out on her like that.
But, young Tommy had some other ideas. He was getting tired of making it with Mom. If he could shack up with some older woman, like Mom-then, he felt his conscience could be clear, but the idea of doing it with his own mother was driving him ape, and he knew something had to be done about it and fast. His mother's girlfriend Leslie was his next destination. He knew Leslie drank a lot, and he recalled his Mother saying she was a cheap hooker. He decided he had to find out just how much of a hooker she really was. And so, he went over to see for himself.
He found her place down the street a few blocks, and she lived in a small house behind the house in front. He knocked on the door, and she didn't answer at first. He tried again, and she called out, "Whose there at this hour of the morning?"
"Me," he said.
There was dead silence.
"Tommy-you know, Gloria's son Tommy-"
"Oh," she called out, and then she half-staggered toward the door.
"Hi, Tommy," she began, "I-I must apologize. I had a real rough night last night."
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said quickly, "Hope you feel real good fast!"
"I will," she said, "If I can ever get rested. I'm just so exhausted from everything."
"Can I come in?" he asked, as he got a glimpse of her breasts between her partially opened robe.
"Alright, but the place is a mess."
"Don't worry about that," he said coolly, his objective having nothing to do with how clean she kept the house. She gestured for him to sit down in a nearby chair, and he did. Then, she said, "What's up?"
Reaching down to his pants, he slowly unzipped, and when she didn't utter a word to stop him, he knew he could continue. Fishing inside his shorts for his long, hard penis, he finally pulled it out, flashing it proudly before her.
"This is up, and I don't know what to do about getting it to go down. Could you help me?"
"Oh, Tommy," she laughed, "You're just a kid! Don't come to me for that!"
"Why not? You've got a nice mouth. I like your lips. They'd feel groovy wrapped tightly around my penis. Go ahead!"
And then, the action began.
"Suck my penis, will you?"
Leslie stared at his long, hard member. It bothered her that he was just a sixteen year old, but it also fascinated her.
"Suck it," he begged her.
The fear he might tell gripped her, and she couldn't move.
"No-no, I can't do that," she said.
But 'can't' didn't mean she couldn't look, and look she did. She went over, and dropping to her knees she stared at his proud penis.
"Suck it for me," he begged, and she suddenly seized it, pulling it to her mouth.
"Oh, yes, that's it-suck my juicy prick!"
She went to town with a hot cocksuck, and she made vigorous mouth movements that surprised Tommy. While his Mom and her friend Dolores had given him satisfactory cocksucks, he knew now a pro like Leslie could do a better job. She had made a science of sucking because it was her living.
"That's it," he told her, "That's it!"
The penis stabbed down her throat, as Tommy got his rocks. "Ow, wow! I never got a suck like this," he told her. His flattery worked miracles inside her, for nobody had ever given her such total compliments on her ability to give blow-jobs. Yet, she well knew the artistry involved.
"Eat it," he told her, "Eat my juicy prick!" The hot cocksucking action continued, and it didn't stop until Tommy got his rocks off. He shot a hot load into her mouth, and that did it.
"Eat me," he begged, "Eat my dong!"
The juicy penis kept shooting until she had him all sucked out, and then Tommy proudly pulled his penis out of her clasping mouth.
"I-I shouldn't have done it," Leslie said, after she'd finished, and the thought of him still a minor upset her quite a bit.
"Why not?" he chuckled. "You needed some sex. So did I!" She got up, and went back to her bed.
"Of course you know you didn't take care of me!"
"I'll do it," Tommy volunteered enthusiastically, following her over to her bed. "How about me eating you?"
"Oh, yes, that would be great-and I've got an idea. Insomuch as I just finished eating your head, perhaps I could suck your ass-hole, while you suck my pussy. How does that grab you, Tommy stud?"
"Jolly good," he chuckled, "You are quite a dame, aren't you?"
"How do you mean that?" she demanded, before she'd slip off her robe.
"I didn't mean it bad," he said, "I think you're a good woman. You know where it's at. Let's get cracking-or should I say sucking?"
"Sucking sounds better," she smiled, and then she let her robe slip to the floor, displaying her body proudly. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were firm, and well-formed. The nipples were taut, excited, erect.
"Come on and suck me," she laughed, "First, though, let Leslie have another drink."
She laughed, as she poured herself more booze. "You know," she said between sips, "I'd never suck you or do a damned thing with you if I was stone sober."
"Then I'm real lucky you're loaded!"
"Get on the bed-bare ass naked, and let me suck you there. Ever get your ass sucked Tommy?"
"Once-"
"You did? Who sucked it for you?"
Tommy didn't answer. He was thinking. He knew very well he dare not say his mom had sucked his ass out.
"None of your business," he chuckled, "now get your cunt up here and feed me a hot lunch."
"Oh, you talk so dirty. Kids these days know all the dirty words, don't they?" she lamented.
"Well, I guess kids today are just more honest. They call things by their right names-that's all. It's not that we're any worse than any other generation."
"Maybe not, maybe yes," she replied.
Now, she had her face buried in his young behind, her hot tongue lashing out around his tender ass-hole.
"Suck it," he told her, "Oh, wow! I never knew a simple little ass-suck could feel so fantastic!"
"You see, lover-depends on who's doing the sucking. I've got a trained tongue, the sign of the real pro!"
"You're real proud of your ability with that tongue, aren't you?"
Opening her mouth, and wiggling her tongue in the air, she replied, "You bet I am!"
"I'll tell you what," she said, "You can't do my pussy very good from a side angle. Let me straddle your face, honey, and I'll press my pussy back, and you can play with my behind while I'm pushing it down over your face. Just stick your tongue out, grip it-massage my butt, and lick my cunt!"
It all sounded so easy, but Tommy didn't know if he could do it just the way she wanted. Nevertheless, he waited for her to get in line so he could experiment. It didn't take Leslie long to angle her body, so she could give him the action he wanted.
Straddling the young boy, with her head facing the opposite direction, she eased her vagina down over his face.
"All you have to do honey, is stick your tongue out, and start lapping," she told him. His hot tongue flashed out, and he began licking.
"Eat it," she told him. Tommy didn't have to be told twice. His hot tongue swept out, and he swiftly licked her hot vagina.
"Oh, yes, yes," she gasped, "Stick your tongue in my slit, tongue-fuck my clit. Keep that tongue flashing fast dver my love-button."
Tommy was picking up his cuntsuck lesson quickly for Lelie was an avid teacher. Fearlessly. eagerly, she told him how to do it.
"Oh, yes, baby, drive it up there," she told him, "That's it-eat cunt-suck pussy-lick it there!"
Much-used Leslie's cunt was getting another in a long line of tongue-jobs, and she was enjoying the delicious feeling of a young boy's tongue slurping inside her.
Tommy particularly liked this angle. From here, he could see the hairs around her ass-hole. From here, he could view the beauty of her body, the tits dangling, the firm, round buttocks, and the sensational vagina.
"Oh, wow," she panted excitedly. "What a little cunt-eater you're turning out to be, Tommy. And at your age!" she marveled.
She had promised to eat his ass out, and apparently his tongue-stabbing had gotten her so excited and stimulated, she'd forgotten all about her promise to do his behind.
There was no alternative, but to tell her.
"Hey, honey-remember my ass!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Tommy," she told him, "I got so carried away with your tongue in my pussy
-I forgot about that ass-suck!"
"I didn't," he reminded her, and he didn't return to doing his thing with his tongue until he felt her face burying in his buttocks, her hot tongue lashing out, as she swept in circular tongue motions all around his quivering ass-hole.
"Eat it," he demanded, "Eat that nice clean ass-hole!"
Her tongue swiftly stiffened, and soon she wasn't just lashing in circles around his anus, but actually dipping up there, stabbing with the same kind of enthusiasm Tommy was displaying in his tongue jabbing action up her cunt.
"Suck ass," he told her, "Suck-suck ass!"
The excitement was building in his own body now, and he returned to eating her vagina. A deal-was a deal.
As Tommy let his tongue lash out after her, he thought he would flip-out with the double action excitement of her tongue sliding up his hot, tight, intimate channel, and his own tongue thrusting inside her moistening vagina.
He spared no effort to give her the kind of action she would enjoy.
"Eat ass," he told her, taking time out for a split-second, and then returning his tongue to its moist haven. Swirling his tongue around dramatically inside her, he concentrated finally on her clitoris, just like dear, sweet Mom had taught him to do for her.
The clitoris was erect, and he used his mouth like a suction cup on it, with the tongue feverishly lashing around it.
"Oh, this is wild," she panted, "I love it! I love it!" Tommy was turning her on, as she hadn't been turned-on in years by the jaded older fuckers, and cunt-eaters she mixed with.
Tommy added some nibbling movements with his teeth, and then she did flip out, gushing into his hot mouth.
"Ohhhh-ahhhh-yes-yes-yes-keep it up," she told him, "Oh, wow! I love the sensation!"
And then she returned her tongue to Tommy's taut, young ass-hole. Pumping her tongue in and out, she played with his balls, and kept him totally stimulated at this moment.
"That's it-that's it, love it-love it, baby, ohhh, ahhhh, yes, yes," he gasped, when he'd pried off her, and just thrilled to her stabbing tongue doing its wild thing up his quivering behind.
When they pried apart, Tommy smiled, "Oh, Wow! Was that ever a wild ride!"
Now, Leslie was more sober. She looked at the young, good-looking teenager, and shrugged, "You shouldn't have come here today-I was expecting nobody-I never do before noon."
"I'm glad I caught you," Tommy smiled, tapping her behind, as she still hadn't moved out of her straddle position she'd acquired for the cunt-suck.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
No sooner had they completed their sex than there was a knock on the door.
"Who is that?" Tommy demanded.
Glancing at a nearby clock, Leslie told him flatly, "That, dear one, is a friend-"
"A friend?"
"A customer-a hooker's friend!" she smiled.
"Where will I go?"
The knock was heard again.
"Oh, I don't know-in the closet anywhere, luv. I can't let anybody see me doing it with a teenage kid or they'd lock me up and throw away the key-that wouldn't be nice, would it?"
"I'll hide in the closet," Tommy volunteered, rushing to pick up his pants, and shirt and belt. She called out, "Just a minute, just a minute-I'll be right there!"
"If you've got someone else in there," the voice called, "I can come back later!"
"No, just hold your water! I'll be right with you." Throwing her bathrobe on quickly, she hustled to the door.
"Yes," she said, "Oh, Harold-come on in."
"You took so long," Harold chuckled, "I thought maybe you were just finishing up the last one."
"No, no, darling-this early. I never begin before noon, and it's just one now. You're right on the dime, aren't you?"
Harold's voice intrigued her, and Tommy listened closely from the closet.
"Well, let's not waste any time," Harold said, turning to lock the door, "I'm really horny."
"That's good," she smiled, "Then, you'll get your money's worth!"
"Right-on," he replied.
The two of them didn't take long to get out of their clothes, and Leslie jumped back in bed, a place that seemed the closest thing to home to her.
The temptation to peek was too much for Tommy. They were making so much noise talking, he doubted if they'd even notice the closet door, opening an inch, to give him his view.
"How about a quick sixty-nine?" Harold suggested.
Leslie smiled, "Always a good number, isn't it?"
"I think so," he smiled. And then, the action began! Soon, they had their mouths fastened to each other's genitals, and they were going to town.
"Eat it," he demanded, as his huge penis flopped into her face. She gripped the penis, and licked its head excitedly.
"Oh, yes, Les-that's it, suck my meat!"
Tommy was going out of his mind watching. His penis was becoming so hard, he was forced to reach down and start stroking on it.
And then, Harold went to work with his tongue on her vagina. He dipped inside enthusiastically, and swept all around there, enjoying the action enormously.
"Eat it," she told him, "Eat my pussy! Yes, baby, yes-that's it-suck cunt!"
The action didn't abate. The wild cunt suck continued, and so did the hot cocksuck. Leslie was proud of her skill as a cocksucker, and had men coming from all over the west side of town for her services in that department.
She slid one finger up her customer's ass-hole, and young Tommy who was watching from the closet realized this was one thing he'd never experienced.
"Suck it," he gasped delightedly, as he stabbed his cock to the back of her throat. And then he grunted, "Oh, wow! I'm throat-fucking you now, baby-and does that ever feel good!"
They were enjoying themselves immensely, and he was getting his kicks, licking her hot hole. With an equivalent finger gliding up Leslie's ass-hole, he was also dipping his tongue inside her slit, licking all around.
"Ohhh, ahhh, now-now," he cried, momentarily taking his mouth off her mound. "Oh, baby, that's too much. I can't stand it. I can't stand it! Yes, baby, yes!"
The passionate activity had propelled them to a pitch of feverish sexual excitement.
"And now-suck-suck the juice out!" He threw his head from side to side, his jaw hung slack, and his legs tensed, as his penis unloaded his creamy cum in her eager, sucking mouth. Her cheeks sucked in, and the juice flashed down her throat in a steady stream.
Leslie was proud of her achievement. She felt confident if they're cocksucking speed-records, she'd win six medals or more. But, there were no prizes for this pleasure, except for the two persons involved at that orgasmic split second.
Now, it was Harold's turn to bring her there. He went back to work on her pussy. His tongue dipped into her vagina, and it licked all around excitedly. He let it flap this way and that, as the tongue lashed her there.
"Oh, baby-that's beautiful," she moaned as she felt the juices surfacing inside her. "Eat me, eat my dirty cunt, you sucker, eat snatch!"
From long experience, Leslie had learned that men loved to be debased, humiliated, and told where to get off at. She had no difficulty whatsoever in enjoying the tongue-action. And then she gushed. He kept his finger sliding up her hot, tight ass-hole, as she fed him her juices.
When he finished, he pulled his finger out slowly, and patted her pussy gently.
"What was that?" he demanded when he heard Tommy shut the door.
"What was what?" Leslie asked, pretending she hadn't heard a thing.
"You know what I'm talking about," he told her. And then, he spotted the shoe.
"Someone else is in this place," he said, nervously. Leslie tried to mask her fear with laughter, and she began laughing, "Oh, Harold, honey-you're imagining things!"
"Am I?" he looked her in the eye, and she looked away evasively. This was his sign she was lying, and he wasn't surprised, for he knew she was not only a whore, but a drunk.
Harold got up and went to the closet door, and opened it. With a huge erection making his penis stand on end, Tommy reached down protectively to cover himself.
"What in hell are you doing here?"
"I don't know," he laughed nervously.
"Everybody around here is either lying or laughing," Harold snapped.
"Or fucking-or sucking," Tommy contributed.
Then, Harold couldn't hold back any longer and he had a good belly-laugh.
"I suppose she's charging you voyeur's fees for watching me and her make it-right?"
"Wrong," Tommy smiled, "It just so happened I didn't get finished before you came in-"
"Timing-well, that's understandable," he acknowledged, "Doing it with Leslie makes you want to linger longer."
"Right-on!"
"Hey, have I got an idea," he smiled, "Why don't we make it a three-way-"
"No way," Leslie cut in, "Business is business, and Tommy didn't pay for the last round-"
"He was too young," Harold added snidely, "Maybe they'd say in court he should get it free-because you molested him."
"I molested him," she shrieked, "The little fucker descends on me at the crack of dawn alright-ten-thirty, but that's the crack of dawn for me!"
"I got to hand it to you, kid-you wanted something and you came after it and got it!"
"Thanks" Tommy nodded, "Say, isn't it awful that the medical books say a kid is the sexiest at fifteen and sixteen and the law says we're minors, so we don't get fuckers rights until we're eighteen. I only wish our balls would hold off until we had 'fuckers rights'-"
"Good idea," Harold grinned, "but nothing you can write to your senator about, I'm afraid."
"Now, what shall we do for a three-way," Tommy smiled, "I think that should be great fun."
"Yea," Leslie said glumly, "like a hundred years if they barge in and find us molesting this innocent young boy."
"Innocent young boy," Tommy laughed, "Look, I've done more fucking than you'd ever believe. I lost that innocence a long, long time ago."
"That's too bad," Leslie said sadly, "I think the happiest people are those who've never started fucking. It's like booze, and cigarettes-once you begin, it becomes a habit that's almost impossible to break."
"How about letting him fuck your ass while' you suck mine for me?" he smiled.
"Now that's what I call a wild three-way," Leslie laughed, "Harold in all the years I've brought happiness and joy to the human heart-or should I say 'penis,' I've never had anybody mention ass-fuck, and ass-suck at the same time."
"Oh, good," Harold laughed, "Then you should really get a big charge out of this. Something different! Anything to relieve the monotony of a regular fuck-what say?"
She nodded, "If you say so-"
Harold got on the bed, and crouched over so his ass would be bending up, making it easily accessible for her tongue to jab up there with the fuck he wanted.
"Now, Tommy, darling-use some baby oil in the bathroom on that dagger-dick. I don't want it ramming up my rectum without some good slippery oil or grease helping it on its way."
"Sure, baby," he smiled, tapping Leslie playfully on her behind, and feeling very mature to be engaging in a three-way sex play.
It didn't take him long to find the baby oil, and pouring some of the contents of the bottle in the palm of his hand, he carefully spread it on the surface of his swollen male member. Then, mounting her, he parted her buttock-cheeks, and slowly eased himself between them.
"That feels fantastic," she told them. "Oh, wow! Let's go!" Faster and faster he drove it into her, but he still hadn't gotten it all the way up.
"Shove it up there," she insisted, "Hurry up, honey-get it all the way up there!"
And then, he drove it savagely up her hot ass.
"Oh, ahhh-yes-yes," he panted, "It feels tremendous."
Leslie's hot tongue, in the meantime, was lashing away at Harold's ass-hole, upturned purposely for her tongue-action.
"Oh, baby, you're doin' it real nice," Harold told her. "That is IT! Slide it up there. Don't be bashful! Tongue-fuck my ass-hole, honey. I need it bad!"
Harold did need it badly. She tongue-fucked his ass-hole, as he watched excitedly in the mirror.
"Oh, baby-do it-do it," he told her, "Tongue-fuck me!" The hot tongue stabbed his behind, and she reached out to grip his hardening, lengthening penis, so she could pull on it, as she did her thing with her tongue.
Simultaneously, she was taking it up her own tight, grinding behind, giving the young teenager the churning action she thought would keep him stimulated and excited.
"Fuck-fuck it," she panted, "Ohh, wow baby, do-do it!"
"Don't take .your tongue out of my ass-hole when you're doing me," Harold insisted, and she had to let Tommy do it on his own, speaking to him only with twists, and turns of her hot behind as she ground his thing.
"Fuck!" he told her, "Fuck that ass-hole! Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, twist it, turn it, churn it, baby. Ohh, ahhh! More! Move it!" Tommy grasped her buttocks, kneading them in his hands as he drove into her.
"Fuck! Fuck!" he panted, as he pushed it into her. The action kept him really excited, and he was ready to get his gun off any moment now.
Ramming it in up to the hilt, he bent over to play with her breasts.
It didn't take Tommy long to discover that pinching her erect nipples added a lot of excitement to their activity. Keep your motor running!"
"Yes, yes-that's real nice, Leslie, baby!
Churning her buttocks around his stabbing dick, she massaged it with her anus muscles. He got a big charge out of that, and suddenly, the hot sperm flashed through the length of his penis, as he drove it in up to the hilt.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he grunted, as his balls jiggled on her smooth behind.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "That was what we call-fuckin', " Tommy chuckled, the feeling of the juice shooting out of his penis putting him in a wild mood.
"When you're finished, let her rim and suck me," he told Tommy, who promptly pulled out of her.
She got her tongue out of Harold's ass, long enough for him to flip over on his back and stretch his legs out to the side. She got in between his legs, and went to town with her tongue stabbing his ass-hole, rimming him as he called it, and then she pulled away on his penis.
He liked the double-action she was giving him at this erotic moment.
"That's it, baby," he told her, "Yes, baby, yes-keep that up!"
When Harold was ready to shoot his wad, she got out of his ass-hole quickly, licking to the top of his cock, and then clamping down on the meaty cock-head, she sucked jubilantly.
"Suck it," he gasped, "Ohhh, baby doll, suck my prick!" Tommy stood on the sidelines watching. Her face was reddening, and her mouth traveled swiftly, as she slid up and down his male member, enjoying it to the hilt.
She ate him, and then, releasing his joint, lay on his thigh, and laughed, "You had a real good time today, Harold, didn't you!"
"You know it-and so did you," he assured her.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
After Tommy had gone from Leslie's place, he had a lot of time to think about where his young life was heading. It bothered his mind to think of himself as a mother-fucker, a byproduct of his mother's craving.
The only way to truly free himself, he concluded was to find some young girls his own age. Yet, that might not be easy. Sixteen and seventeen year old girls are pretty well protected, and now that his balls weren't itching, he figured it might be a great time to lay the groundwork.
There was a girl who lived down the street-Lexie, a cute chick who was a beach ass in the summertime, just like himself. On an impulse, he decided to detour from his way home, and see if he could get some sex from Lexie. This might be the answer. As he approached her home, he noticed her out in the back soaking up the sunshine.
He walked around to the back gate, and opened it. Going over to her, he called out, "Hi, Lexie," and she greeted him in a friendly manner, "Hi-what are you doing here-you're supposed to be at the beach!"
"I took a day off," he allowed a small smile, "May I come in?"
"Sure, come on in."
He felt pretty confident he was making a good pitch. And, when he noticed both cars were gone from the garage, he said, "I guess your folks aren't around."
"Oh, no," she sighed, "Mom and Dad both work. Have to, I guess."
"Shame you can't let the sun peek at all your body," he told her with a sly smile.
"Couldn't be you're the one who wants to peek-could it?" she laughed.
"Now that you mention it," he smiled, "It would be fun to see all of you-"
And then, Lexie surprised him and launching into the topic of sex, she asked, "What do you think about teenagers having sex?"
"Well," Tommy said, scratching his face nervously, "It's great-just great, I'm all for it!"
"So am I," she said, "But my parents are old-fashioned."
"Old fashioned?"
"Yes, they think a girl and a boy should wait!"
"Now, that is absurd!"
"That's what I think," he smiled, "Wait until they can get their clothes off so they can fuck each other-"
"Oh, Tommy-you shouldn't talk to me like that."
"Why not?"
That was a question Lexie balanced in her mind. She was thinking. Finally, she said, "You really want to see me-all of me?"
His eyes swept down to her brief bikini, and then he looked back at her.
"I'll make a deal," she smiled, "If you let me look at you-I'll let you examine me."
"Oh, I don't exactly want to examine you," Tommy chuckled. "All I really want to do is see what your pussy looks like."
"That's a perfectly natural desire," she smiled.
"When will your folks be back."
"Not till tonight."
"That's good,". Tommy smiled, "Yeah, let's move into the house."
And then they went into the house, and she led the way up to her bedroom. Turning, she told him emphatically, "Now, just because I'm telling you, you can have a peek at it doesn't mean you can have sex with me-you know that, don't you?"
"Who said anything about screwing?"
"Well, people get ideas," she said, "but if all you want to do is look, I'll let you look because I'm curious to see what your peter looks like."
"I'm glad you are curious," he smiled. When they were in her room, Lexie slowly slipped out of the bra, and then she slid out of the bikini and put her body on display.
"Oh, wow!" he marveled at the sight he saw. "What titties! And what a pussy, baby!"
"Do I stack up okay."
"Do you?"
He moved over, his eyes blazing with passion and when he got very close to her breasts, he touched the nipple.
Slapping his hand, she reminded him, "I said you could look but not touch!"
"Alright," he laughed, "If you want to be that way about it!"
"Now, you've got to let me see you like you promised!"
"Alright, but I've got a big one between my legs. Don't let it frighten you, honey!"
"I'll try not to," she smiled, enjoying the sight of him undressing. It didn't take long for him to take his clothes off, and then he stood naked before her.
"How does this grab you?"
Naked, his legs parted in the most masculine manner, his huge throbbing penis standing on end.
"Oh, Wow-does that ever look good to me," she smiled, "I-I can hardly wait to-"
"To what?" he smiled, knowing she wanted desperately to touch it.
"I-I don't know-" she said nervously blushing and turning, to give him a sexy view of her buttocks.
Coming over behind her, he pressed himself against her behind, and she felt the hot outline of his hard penis.
"Come on," she said, "You promised no funny business!"
Wrapping his arms around her, and slowly massaging her breasts, he told her, "This isn't funny, Lexie-this is sex-let's suck, and fuck, and go to town!"
"You know you shouldn't talk to me like that. I'm only sixteen years old."
"I know-so am I," he chuckled lightly, "but that doesn't mean my balls aren't on fire to get a good fuckin'. "
She got the point, and the hot urges for sexual expression were flashing through her.
"I could stick it up your pussy from this position," he told her. "Or I could let you lick it first, and fuck you face to face."
Turning around quickly, she smiled up at him, "Oh, let me just touch it-please!"
Reaching out, she touched the head of it, and said, "It feels so strong-and so firm!"
Grasping it tightly, and squeezing so that some cum would ooze out of the top of it, he smiled, "And it's loaded with creamy cumyum, yum!"
"Let's go over to the bed. I'd like to lick it on the bed," she said softly.
Together, they went toward the bed, and he lay down on his back, and spread his legs invitingly for her, keeping his ass-crack far enough open so she might take the invitation and suck his ass-hole for him.
Lexie lay between his legs, just looking admiringly at his genital equipment.
"You really look good here," he told her. And then she bent over and began sucking, but he wasn't satisfied with the light licks on his prick, he thought it would be a real triumph if he could get this gorgeous young girl to lash his ass-hole, with her sweet, fresh tongue.
Parting his ass-cheeks, he smiled up at her, "Honey, how about this? My ass is ready!"
Lexie didn't answer. She was carried away with him there, and grasping his mainstem, she let her tongue commence licking the crack in his ass.
Using some psychology on her, Tommy congratulated her profusely for everything she did.
Parting his buttock cheeks a little more, he made it easy for her to obtain access with her hot, thrusting tongue.
"Slide it up there," he smiled. And her hot tongue slid up there, and then it stabbed him. It thrust in and out, in and out.
"Oh, wow," he gasped in true emotion. "You've got a great tongue, and are you ever going to like my prick I"
This prompted her, to begin stroking while she was sucking on Tommy's taut ass-hole.
"The object is to stab it up there," he told her, "Thrust it way up there! That's it! Fuck it!"
The hot penis slid in and out, in and out, and the emotions that flashed through them both at this point, were pure cloud nine.
"Oh, baby, eat my prick," he panted, when he could stand the suspense no longer. She moved her tongue out of his ass-hole, and licking its length, she brought her mouth over the top of it.
"That's it! Suck my dick," he told her, "Do it-do it!" And then, she went down to the base of it. Having just seen the way Leslie let her finger slide up a man's behind, he guided her into the same act.
"Jab your finger up there, honey," he told her, "Give me the finger!"
And as the finger thrust up there, his body quivered with a newly discovered, and delightful sensation.
"Your finger feels good," he told her, as her head bobbed up and down on his rod.
He decided to teach her a few cocksucking tricks, and see how good she'd be at picking up on them.
"Baby," he told her, "Not so fast. Slide your mouth slowly. That's it-nice easy strokes."
Instinctively, Lexie discovered she was doing it the right way. Her mouth traveled slowly, up and down, up and down the saliva slickened penis.
"Now, how about some suction build-up on just the head!" Then, she tried that advice. By letting her mouth focus primarily on the meaty head of the penis, she was managing to give it a good sensation that wasn't available if she swiftly plunged up and down on his pecker.
"Now, over the head of it, drag your lower lip. Make it quiver, cocksucker."
Lexie let her lower lip drag over the sensitive glans portion of Tommy's penis. The cock quivered, and tingles of excitement surged up and down his spine.
"Suck! Suck it off!" Tommy panted, pushing her head farther down on his penis.
"Yes, baby, yes-that's the way to do it! Eat my meat!" She was doing a superb job of eating his rod, but she feared one thing. The idea of sucking the juices out of it didn't appeal to her. She wanted to time her sucking so that at the strategic moment, she'd slide off it, and let him shoot-off in the air, sparing her a sperm-load.
Instinctively, as a man, Tommy felt he'd have to train her to like sperm, and he knew the best time would be the first time. If he could develop her taste for his thick, hot, white cum, he would have it made. She'd be after him.
So, he kept his fingers running lightly through her hair, waiting for that wild moment, when he'd shoot his gun off.
"Oh, Lexie, baby, you're a wild-suck. Yes, yes, keep it up, sweetheart. You're making me and my pecker real happy!"
Now, Lexie was varying her mouth movements. Alternately, she'd slide up the staff to its thick head, and suck on it for a moment until a smooth suction had been built, and then she'd reverse the action, and glide down to the base of the penis.
"Eat it," he told her, "Eat my dick! That's it, baby. Suck my cock! Suck it off!"
The hot sperm was building to the point of no return, and both of them were trying to be prepared for it; Lexie so she could get off, Tommy so he could shove her down on his shaft, and beg her to suck his juice.
His pelvis thrust up as he drove it to her. Pitching his butt off the bed, he obtained a firmer hand-clasp on her head.
"Suck it, baby-suck it," he told her. "Yes, yes, honey. Now, you're sucking. Keep that action up, honey. Suck that cock! Suck it. Ohhh, yes-yes, eat my dick. Eat it, honey, eat it," he told her. "That's it. . . that's how I like it!"
And then the penis exploded in her mouth. Lexie made her move, but discovered she couldn't move.
Not when his hands held her in place.
"Oh, baby, eat-eat that dick," he told her emphatically. And with the first taste of his cum, Lexie made a big discovery. She liked cock-juice, and she let her mouth suck it greedily.
"That's it, ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes," he gasped, "Suck! Suck my meat!"
The hot juice flooded her mouth, and she ate it all. It made her feel strange to be doing something as humiliating as swallowing the male sperm, and with her eyes kept closed tightly, she felt more secure.
"Suck! Suck! Suck that prick!" he panted, and the excitement built.
And finally, when it was over, she slid off him, and looking up at her newly found young lover, she told him, "You tasted good!"
"You have no idea of how happy you've made me," he told her, "You've really made me happy!"
She snuggled up close to him, and his lips crushed against her, and as his tongue swept over her lips, he thrust inside her mouth and tasted his own sperm.
"Eat it!"
She pulled on his tongue as if it was a penis, discovering that even the mouth could be used as a genital orifice by the tongue. Her body quivered passionately as she sucked his tongue like a small penis, and he patted her behind affectionately.
"You're a real honey," he said.
"I'm yours now," she whispered, and like a young girl who'd just been had, she said, "we should be going steady fucking like this."
"That's not a bad idea," he smiled, and pulling her tighter to him, felt her breasts crushing against him.
"Oh, baby, you're too good to be true," he whispered, and as he looked into her innocent, young face, he couldn't help but compare her to his mother.
And then, he wondered what his Mom would think about his decision to go steady with Lexie.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Just because he'd gotten his kicks, he thought he shouldn't neglect Lexie. He got an idea.
"I'd like to suck you all over," he smiled. "All over!"
"Do me," Lexie smiled. And then Tommy started with her head. He licked her eyelids, licked her nose, kissed her cheeks, and let his tongue slide along the smooth surface of her lips. He kept moving down until his tongue touched her breasts. Her body quivered under the impact of his hot, sucking mouth. She loved it when he let his mouth suck on one breast, and then he played with the other one.
"Do it, baby, do it," she told him.
Moving over to the other breast, he sucked on that and then played with the other one. It wasn't long before he was down between her legs.
She threw her legs up, demanding, "Eat my ass out-just like I did for you!"
"Sure, honey," he smiled as he brought his tongue up to her anus. Licking all around it at first, he loved the sight of her genitals close up. And then he let his tongue stab up her ass-hole.
Next, he inserted his fingers in her vagina, and played with her. The double-action of fingers in her, along with his tongue stabbing up her ass-hole.
Vagina and anus were shaking with emotion now, and he was flipping out.
"Faster, baby, faster," she told him, "Stab your tongue up there. That's it! Do it, lover, do it!"
As Tommy stabbed her ass-hole, he had a great view of her vagina, and he saw she was starting to ooze, and so he let his tongue slide out of her behind, and sweep the fur-trimmed triangle, as he began shaking as much as she was in anticipation.
This wasn't just cunt, this was fresh cunt, served between a luscious teenager's legs, and he appreciated her. Lexie had heard girls talk about guys going down on their cunts, and eating them, and she'd lay in her bed, inserting her fingers, and pretending it was a tongue. Now, she didn't need to employ any imagination. She was actually doing it.
"Eat it-eat my cunt," she begged her young lover.
Her young lover drove into her, his hot tongue going to town.
"Eat it, eat that pussy," she begged, and his hot tongue lashed around inside her, and she pushed up to meet his tongue-stabs.
"Beautiful, baby-beautiful," she moaned, "Ohhh, ahhhh-yes, yes-keep it up, lover!"
And then she felt herself gushing, and reaching down she guided her young male lover, begging, "Lick it clean, honey-suck my juices!"
Now, Lexie understood why the man wanted the woman to stay down on his dick until the sticky cum spurted, because she felt the equivalent feeling when he licked her to climax.
"Eat my pussy-eat my pussy," she told Tommy. This was a command young, hot-blooded Tommy had no difficulty whatsoever in obeying.
As Tommy pulled off her licking his lips and smiling, he said, "How was I?"
"Oh, baby, you were tremendous! Now I know what to do when the fire down below won't go out!"
"Sure, phone me-anytime. I'll put the hose on it!" Glancing down at his penis, throbbing and hard, he said, "Doesn't that look good?"
"Yes-you want to fuck me now?"
Tommy nodded, and she spread out, and he swiftly straddled her, and as she saw the huge penis, aiming for her vagina, she said, "Let me guide it in-please-I want to send it up there!"
Guiding the huge, rod into her own vagina, her cunt muscles gripped it tightly.
"Oh, wow!" she panted, "That is beautiful!"
In and out, the hot cock stabbed her, and she massaged it vigorously.
"Fuck it, fuck my prick," he demanded, stabbing it into her, and then he told her, "Claw my back, baby-play with my butt. I'd love that!"
Her hands went down to his buttocks, and she playfully gripped them, squeezed them, massaged them.
"That's it-that feels real groovy!"
With her vagina muscles not working quite as vigorously as his Mom's did, he told her, "Honey, the trick of fucking is to grip the penis as the guy shoves it to you."
"like this?"
Lexie gripped his penis tightly in her vagina, and they had a wild ride.
Then, Lexie decided she should shove a finger up his ass-hole, and she did.
"Does that ever feel good?" he said, "Do it until I shoot, baby, you're massaging my prostate."
"Massaging your what?"
"Prostate, honey, prostate," he told her, "The male sex gland, and it feels oh so good!"
So good in fact, he got his gun off.
"Oh, wow! I'm coming, I'm coming," the young fucker cried, as he rutted into his teenage girlfriend. "Hang in there, honey!" Certainly, Lexie would. She was enjoying his throbbing male member and all the wonderful things it could do to tantalize and please her.
She unloaded the juices herself, as she came with him. "Keep thrusting. Ohhh, yes! I love it, I love it!" she moaned, as she juiced.
Clasping together, they embraced and kissed passionately. "I'm so glad you were sunning yourself in the back yard in that bikini when I walked by."
"So am I," she assured him.
Then, they both took a refreshing shower, and Tommy left her, promising to come back and ball her anytime she wanted him to. Now, he knew he had to tell his Mom it was all over between them, and it wasn't going to be an easy task.
"Good evening," his Mother said when he walked in that night after he'd spent hours just walking in the nearby park trying to figure out how to tell her.
"Good evening, Mom," he said quietly.
"Where have you been all day? You didn't go to the beach because your surfboard is right here."
"I was just out walking."
"Alone?"
"Yes, alone," he snapped, turning on her in a fury, "Don't bug me!"
"I'm not trying to bug you, son," she said softly, "I just have a date tonight and before I left I wanted to know what you were doing."
"I don't like being spied on," he said testily.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she told him. "I-I really don't."
"Oh, yes, you do, Mom," he said tightly, "You've been worrying about me leaving you when I find a girl my age-that's the truth, isn't it?"
Gloria didn't know what to say to Tommy at this point. He was so uptight, she knew that anything she might say could be taken the wrong way.
"Why don't you answer me?" he demanded, aching for a fight.
"Why do you come at me that way, son," she whimpered, "I only did one thing wrong-I loved you much too much!"
"You call it love," he smirked, "You had an empty cunt, Mom, and you wanted a young available prick to fill it. My dick was the closest, so you used me. Used me, Mom-used your own son-now what do you think they'd say about that?"
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Oh, yes, you do," he smirked, "Now, why don't you admit it!"
"Admit what?"
"That you're scared as hell because you've made it with a minor. That's illegal, or didn't you know? Just because you're my Mom doesn't give you fucking privileges, does it?"
Now, Gloria felt so bad she rushed to her bedroom, and throwing herself on the bed she began sobbing. Tommy stood there motionless, unmoved, and almost glad he'd reached her, and cut her down to weeping. Maybe she'd leave him alone now. Apparently, it took a lot of doing for her to get the point.
"I'm sorry, Mom," he told her, "I'm sorry I made you cry," he exclaimed over her shoulder when sobs continued to wrack her body. He wanted to get his point across, and do it emphatically, but not like this. He did possess all kinds of love for her, and he felt guilty as hell now that he'd brought her to this point where she was beside herself.
"It's alright, son," she said, "You're right-I'm no good, not only as a mother, I've failed you in other ways too."
"Other ways? I don't understand."
"I know you don't, Tommy," she said nervously, "I've tried to keep it from you."
"Tried to keep what from me?"
"This," she said between sobs, "I've been a bad woman-that's how I've supported us all these years."
"You mean it wasn't from money you got when Dad and you split? No bonds, no nothing!"
She shook her head sadly, and Tommy understood at last.
"It's awful to have to let you know like this," she sighed, "but I really don't know a nice way to tell you."
Tommy didn't quite know how to take all that she was telling him. He got to his feet, pacing the floor, and then he came over to her, and said. "If you're just a common slut, alright-I'll fuck you-but there'll be no tenderness. Take your clothes off and lay for me. I've got it coming."
"Oh, Tommy-no-no, don't make me cheapen myself!"
"You've cheapened yourself," he said angrily, "Now, do as I tell you, cunt!"
Gloria lay there in shock, unable to grasp whatever had possessed her son to carry on like this.
But, Tommy started stripping slowly, unbuttoning his shirt with a mean smile, as his eyes played about her well-formed body.
"It should be easy for you to get between the sheets, Mom-you've slid between so many, haven't you?"
"Don't talk to me like that, son;" she begged, "I'm your Mom."
"Mom-that's a laugh! Slut would be more like it. Okay, Mom-slut, get your ass on the bed, I want to tear off a piece, okay? How does that grab you?"
"You're a monster," she shrieked, "Just like your father was! I can see him in you. I'm having to live it all over again."
"They call it re-cycling," he smiled, "Just shut up, and put your legs up so I can give you a good balling. Not tender and sweet, like your teenager son-lover, but like a he-man stud who hasn't had his balls satisfied in weeks."
"I won't do anything you tell me to," she said evenly.
"Oh, yes, you will," he said moving menacingly over to her. His hand went out, and he roughly slapped the side of her face.
"Do you hear me?" he snapped.
"Dammit, yes," she fumed, and then she realized she was at the mercy of her cruel son, just as she had been at the mercy of her mean husband.
"You look real cute when you're upset," he said, "blood runs to the surface of your skin and you look years younger. The wrinkles are all gone."
"How dare you talk to me like that!" Gloria snapped, and braving any outrage her son might muster, she moved over to him, and slapped his face.
"I'm still your mother," she smiled weirdly, as the pleasure of vengeance swept through her.
"Don't remind me," he said tightly.
And then, the tears came down her cheeks, and she turned away from him.
"You think you're going to make me feel real bad about slapping my own Mom," he laughed in her face, "Well, what you told me today was a slap in my face, much worse than the hand you used to hit me with. That was a gut-level hit, Mom."
"I know," she said, "I've tried for years to hide my-my way of earning a living."
"Why didn't you think of doing something respectable?" he demanded.
"I wanted the easy way out," she said, "Men liked my body. I am a beautiful woman."
"The outside is beautiful," Mom, he nodded, "But the inside-that's something else again!"
"I just made love," she argued in her own defense. "I only brought happiness."
"Sure, out chasing around with other women's husbands. I'm sure you just brought happiness. What about the women the men left behind to make it with you in some posh motel?"
"If they would keep their men happy at home, they wouldn't have to run-after extra sex, would they?"
"You've-insulated yourself, Mom, with the biggest tissue of lies I've ever heard from anybody. You've got it all figured out, so the hustler, has that heart of gold they've always got in the movies. You've made it out the bad woman is the wife who may not care to become a sex-slave, and the saint in the setup is the hustler. Oh, you're beautiful," he laughed.
"We all have our ego defenses," she said, "Where would we be without them?"
"Maybe a lot better off," he said quietly.
"Don't stare at me like that," she demanded, "I feel like your eyes are a police lineup spotlight, and you're accusing me of being some murderer or something."
"You are," he shot back, "You killed a lot of me today, you killed a lot of me when you touched my body!"
"Oh, I didn't mean to-I loved you."
"That's a laugh. You don't know what love is, Mom. If it came right up and bit you, you couldn't know, because you're too blinded by the love you've got going for yourself!"
Gloria walked to the window, and looked out into the darkness of night, and shrugged, "Someday-someday, son you're going to be really sorry for the way you've talked to me tonight!"
"I'll wait and find out," he laughed.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
To her surprise, her virile young son still wanted sex with her and he was determined he was going to have it, no matter what.
"Come on, Mom, knock off the sympathy pitch. I'm not buying it. I want to get my rocks off. So, you get your clothes off and I'll show you what fucking is all about."
She had no alternative, and she quietly, slowly took off her clothes.
As she stood naked before her son, he got an idea. He slipped out of his clothes quickly, and naked picked up a belt, and decided to get out some of his wrath on her buttocks. The belt lashed across her flesh, and she winced.
"Feel good?" he smiled sadistically.
"Stop it, you animal," she cried out in a rage. "Stop it!"
But, her cries only increased her son's pleasure.
"This is one lash for being a whore," he smiled. And his penis became harder.
"And here's another lash for making me into a warped little mother-fucker!"
That lash bit into her flesh and she howled in pain.
"Feels good, huh?" he chuckled. And then, he brought down the whip with a biting sting.
Next, he jumped on the bed, and gripping his penis rammed it up her ass-hole, without bothering to use any lubrication.
"Oh, you're killing me-you're killing me."
"Am I?" he gasped, thrusting into her, "Feel good to you, huh," he laughed.
"Oh, stop it, stop it," she begged.
But her pleas only produced some more thrusts.
"Higher-and higher, and higher," he told her, driving it in as far as he could.
To make it easier to accept her son's penis, she arched her behind so he could get it up there causing her less pain.
This pleased him, and he rode her with a fury.
"No wonder men like to fuck you-you've got about the tightest ass-hole in town! How do you keep it that way with so many men fucking it? Answer me that, will you, dammit?"
The disgust that he felt with her was mounting.
"Jab it up there," he gasped, as he rode it up her hot ass-hole. "FuCk! Fuck! Fuck it!"
She actually began enjoying his cock thrusts because, after all, he was her son.
Bending over, he felt of his mother's breasts. Groping them, he began pinching on her erect nipples.
"Give it to me," he told her, "Ram it back to me!"
Churning her buttocks, she gripped his penis tightly in her anal channel, giving him the kind of action he enjoyed so much.
And then, the hot penis exploded. The juice shot up her ass-hole, and she milked it.
He pulled his penis out quickly, delighted that he could make it as difficult for her as he knew how.
She lay there, in a heap.
"Well," he laughed, "Don't you think you'd better shove off on the double. I'm sure you've got somebody waiting to screw you, Mom, dear."
"You little bastard," she snapped.
"If I'm a bastard it's because you made me one, Mom, darling!"
"Of course, you do have a point there, baby," she smiled. And then, Gloria took a shower, making it a point to wear her shower cap so she wouldn't get her hair mussed up anymore than it already was.
Coming out of the shower, she dried off, and her son smirked. "You've really used your body, haven't you?"
"Get out of my way," she said, "I've got to go to work."
"Oh, I know, Mom-I know now!"
"Say, Mom, I found me a real nice chick-a young gal without wrinkles, and she fucks good."
"Now, don't go knocking up some rich man's daughter and cause me a pile of trouble. I think I've had enough trouble with you already."
"I'll take care-you do the same. You could still have a baby, couldn't you, Mom. What would happen if we had a child?"
"You dirty bastard," Gloria snapped, "How dare you talk that way to your mother."
"My dear, sweet, hustler Mom. Or is it women tonight, maybe you're going the lez route?"
"You're possessed," she said, slipping into her clothes, and brushing her hair, "Anyway, I'm fixed. I don't have to worry about more kids. One like you is enough for two lifetimes."
"Can't take it, huh?"
"Oh, I can take it, and I can dish some out too," she said, "Before you came barging in here like this tonight I felt completely different toward you. But, no more, baby. Now, I must admit it, I only have hate in my heart for you."
"Isn't that a kind thing for a Mom to tell her son?"
"You've got lots of guts, Mom-I got to hand it to you."
"To survive, son, requires a lot of guts. Do you think I've enjoyed it every time I made it with a man? Do you think it's been one big, happy ball to rush out to where they want me to service them. Get involved with a lot of trashy people, and suck their awful ass-holes? Maybe you think it's fun-but I hate it."
"But you don't hate it enough to stop, do you, Mom?" he asked cagily. "I'm afraid-"
"Of what?" Tommy asked her, nudging his chin with his hand.
"I'm afraid of what would happen to me-to us-if I ever stopped doing my thing! I've never done anything else. From the first moment I could turn men on, I've done it. And I'm good at it. It's my job-and to go into some office and work as a file clerk, let's say-I-I could never do it!"
"Never is a big word," he laughed, "real big!"
"Goodbye, son," she said, and then she walked over to him, and he saw her eyes were moist and red.
"Mind if I kiss my beautiful little bastard whom I'm still madly in love with?"
"What?" Tommy blurted, unable to understand how she could still feel love in her heart for him.
"Of course I love you. You're mine. I created you in my own body, didn't I?"
"Yes, Mom," Tommy said tears stealing down his cheeks, "You did!"
"And I'd always love you. There isn't anything you could say or do to change it-I shall always love you, even if you kill me."
That was too much for Tommy. When he knew the depth of the love she felt for him, he wrapped his arms around her lovingly, and told her, "Oh, Mom-forgive me!"
"Of course I forgive you," she wept embracing him, "What happened today is my fault, not yours. You were torturing me because you were tortured. You wanted to make me feel as miserable as you felt-misery loves company."
Pulling away from her a moment, Tommy smiled through his tears, "Couldn't we live a normal life?"
"Maybe," she said, a ray of hope splashing across her path, as she considered the possibility of acting in a different manner.
And then, she pulled away from him, and whispered, "Goodbye, son."
"So long, Mom," he smiled as she went out the door. Now, he knew he had to talk to somebody. There was always Leslie. He decided he'd go visit her-if she wasn't busy entertaining.
He left the house, locking it up to make sure nobody would get in when he was gone, and as he walked down the streets, he wondered to himself if he could ever be happy.
And then he saw the light on in Leslie's place. She apparently was home. He walked silently to the back apartment, and knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" she asked.
"It's me-Tommy."
"Tommy-can't you go away and leave me alone?"
"I've got to talk to you, Leslie," he insisted.
"Alright, alright-I'm not feeling well," she slurred, and it wasn't very difficult for Tommy to determine why she wasn't feeling very well.
When she appeared in the doorway, Tommy got a surprise. She looked bleary-eyed drunk, and bags under her eyes told the tale.
"Alright-come in if you've got to-but no sex!"
"I have to talk to someone," he confided, "I'm flipping out!"
"Why are you so uptight?" she said, gesturing for him to sit down in a threadbare overstuffed chair.
"Because," he said, "I've done something that probably is about as low as you can go-and I mean LOW!"
"What?"
"First, before I tell you I want to know your attitude toward people who do funny things sexually. I mean really funny things!"
"Name it, I've heard of it," she told him frankly.
"Alright, let me give you one example," he said, "What would you think of a guy who-likes to beat women for kicks?"
"That's the kind to steer clear of," she smiled, "I'm not partial toward pain. I hate pain as a matter-of-fact."
"I get kind of a kick when I use a belt on a woman's butt," he admitted sheepishly.
"That is mild sadism, darling-could I get you something to drink. You look thirsty."
"A beer," Tommy smiled expectantly, glad she was so generous to share her liquor with him.
She brought a can of beer over to him, and refreshed her own perpetual drink.
"Now, as you were saying-what awful thing do you imagine you are guilty of?"
"Alright, if you really want to know and you won't hold anything against me, I'll tell you. I'm a mother-fucker!"
"A who?" she gulped her liquor down quicker.
"A kid who turns on with Mom!"
Tommy was on a tightrope emotionally, awaiting her response. What would she think of him?
"Takes all kinds," she said nervously fidgeting with her fingers. "It does seem like a strange thing to analyze. You want to go back in the hole you popped out of?"
"That's awful you put it that way," he said tightly, thinking she was making fun of him.
"Oh, baby, forgive me. I'm not criticizing you-not at all, darling. I'm just trying to analyze it!"
"Yeah, and how does it come out?"
Utilizing her resourcefulness in thinking of clever ways to set his young, tense mind at ease, she assured him, "Honey, you'd be surprised how many motherfuckers there are in this old world. Don't think you are the first kid who turned on with Mom. You're not, and you're not the last either," she smiled, and then let her glance go down to her drink, and soon she was drinking again.
"Oh, I feel better already," Tommy sighed, leaning back and sipping some more beer..
"I thought you would," she smiled pleasantly. And Tommy couldn't help but wonder if she was just a put-on.
"You know, Tommy there are men-and there are men. You've got a big cock, and hot balls-and you've got to get those rocks offone way or another, so it's only natural that you turn to sex with someone, and in your case-it was Mom. Beautiful! Now, don't let it get you down, okay?"
"I'll try not," he said, and went on drinking.
"Could I tell you something that might surprise you," she asked smoothly.
"If you want to tell me. I'm not pressing you to tell me anything, Leslie."
"Well, it's this. When I was a kid I was molested by my own father."
"That's incredible," Tommy gasped, "That means you're a father-fucker, and I'm a mother-fucker!"
"Right-on," Leslie laughed, "And I'm none the worse for wear!"
"How do you mean?" Tommy smiled.
"I mean this," she replied, "It never hurt my psyche. I can screw all I please and I never feel funny about the fact Daddy began his little darling on the highway to good times-in bed!"
"Do you think it's fair to start a kid out though?"
"There are two views on that question," Leslie admitted. "One view is respectable people and the law-they think it's abominable.
And then there is the liberal view where anything goes."
"I know which view you have," he laughed.
"Of course, of course," she laughed along with him. And then, she said, "How was your Mom? Did you enjoy laying it on her?"
"You know it," he smiled, "She's really a good grind."
"High class," Leslie smiled, "I'm low-class NOW, but I haven't always been. I used to have a gorgeous complexion, have my hair fixed each week by a hairdresser. I've really come down a long, long way since I began."
"That's too bad-"
"That's the way the cookie crumbles," she said, "She'll have her day, and then she'll fizzle like a burnt-out hunk of coal."
"You sure are bitter, aren't you?"
"Yes," Leslie said bitingly, "I suppose I am. I'm an alcoholic and I've got to face it. And I support my vices on that bed over there, because I lost the battle with the bottle, baby-more years ago than I care to admit."
As the music played the haunting refrains of Laura, she sipped her drink in the heavy spirit that surrounded her, as she looked at a young boy whose life might well be bent out of shape. And then she said, "You're an awfully sweet kid, and I suppose the temptation is too much sometimes for a parent, so don't be too hard on her. I haven't been on my Dad. You'll feel better if you have a little understanding!"
And then, he kissed her on the cheek softly. "Thanks for being so understanding of me-"
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
When Tommy left Leslie's place he did so with a new determination not to be so critical of his mother. He had been far too critical of her, and he felt funny about it. After all, he thought to himself, she hasn't had an easy time. He waited up for her, but she didn't come in early because she was busily engaged in a sex orgy staged by Howard.
At Howard's place, he informed her, "I'm throwing a little party tonight and we are going to try everything."
"I'm afraid I'm not in much of a partying mood," she told him frankly.
"What's wrong?" he asked her.
"I don't want to talk about it," she said quietly.
"Alright," Howard replied, "but I don't want you being a killjoy either. Dolores will be there, and I expect you to perform With her."
"Oh, Howard, I don't want to put on a sex exhibition tonight. Please don't insist that I do-please don't!"
"Don't try to be the soft touch," he said, "I'm not impressed. I make the decision about what you will or will not do."
"I know," she said tightly.
"I've got an awful hard on, honey-really horny tonight, so I wish you'd take care of me if you would please."
"You mean suck it off in the car--? "
"Why not?" he smiled, "nothing wrong with sex in the car. Why do you think the kids all go to the drive-in movies? They aren't going to watch all those lousy flicks they make!"
Disgusted, as she was, she could see that there was no alternative. She had to do Howard's bidding because he was her security. She leaned over, and put her head between his legs, and she could feel the huge, throbbing penis there.
"Feel it?" he asked excitedly.
"Of course I feel it," she told him. "How could I help but feel a thing like that!"
And then, she unzipped his pants, and slowly pulled the huge penis out. Licking up its long length, she capped the crown of his cock with her hot mouth.
"The only way to drive," Howard chuckled, "Think of what this could do for a man driving home in freeway traffic. He wouldn't get nervous or frustrated."
"Beautiful," he panted as she sucked on him. Her mouth traveled up and down, and Howard became so turned-on, he reached down to hold her in place while he drove.
"You see, Gloria, I wanted to get my cock sucked first tonight, because you might be kept real busy."
Rage seethed through her. Howard was a beast. He didn't care anything about what she felt. It was all what he felt. And this disgusted her no end.
"Oh, baby, suck," he panted, as he threw his cock to her, "You're driving me out of my mind! Keep it up! Suck-suck my meat! Yes, baby, yes-that's it-suck cock!"
Faster and faster she sucked on the penis, and nearer and nearer he came to climaxing.
"Ohhhh, suck it, sweetheart-eat my meat!" Howard was so stimulated, he pulled off the highway and parking under a tree with a nearby protective clump of bushes, he moved over so he could have top cock thrust, and he rammed it to her.
"Take it down your throat, baby," he panted as he slammed it home. "Do it! Do it, lover, do it!"
She sucked smoothly, and then when she focused on the head, With little hot tongue licks, he creamed in her mouth.
"Eat my gook!" he told her, "Eat that stuff!"
He got a big charge out of telling her what he wanted her to do, and she was expected to do it.
"Eat my prick-eat it!"
She swallowed his sperm, a part of the fellatio rites that he enjoyed immensely, feeling this was the show of acceptance of the male penis in its most complete form.
Breathless, she pulled off the proud penis, and smiled up at him, "You're quite a guy," she said smoothly, knowing this would butter his ego.
"You're quite a cocksucker," he smiled.
Feeling like clobbering him for this kind of compliment, she laughed, "Thanks, darling! I love you too!"
She moved off him, and he zipped up his pants.
"It wasn't fair for me to have sex in' the car before our little orgy action tonight, but I got carried away."
"Hot nuts can do that to a man," she smiled.
And then, they got back in place, so he could drive off. As they drove to the orgy, she asked him, "Why are you giving this-this party?"
"This isn't a party," he corrected her, "It's a fuckin' orgy, and there is a difference!"
"Why be so crude?"
"I'm not crude, I beg your pardon," he told her, "I'm frank, and ruthlessly honest. Why can't you be a realist?"
"Okay,-so I live in illusions, but I'm happy," she countered quickly.
"Are you?" he demanded.
"I try," she said evenly, not looking at him at all. It didn't take Howard long to get to his place, and then, he drove up through the circle driveway and came to a stop. He got out, and opened the door for Gloria.
"Thanks," she smiled, "You're such a gentleman, Howard."
"And you're such a lady," he said sincerely, "You know I think an awful lot of you, honey-"
"Why, tonight?"
"Some out of town business contacts are here and I must provide them with some unique entertainment."
"I hope you don't have out-of-town callers to frequently. It could be disastrous!"
"No, darling, not too often, don't you worry about that."
"I'll try not to," she smiled.
And then, he opened the door, and she went through a hallway up to an upstairs bedroom where she met Dolores, who was reading a magazine, on the king-size bed, and watching teevee.
"Oh, Dolores, hi," she smiled. "How are you?"
"Fine, darling, good to see you again."
"Now, you two girls be good while I go and greet my guests, and then I'll tell you what we've planned for the evening's entertainment."
"See you later," Dolores said, a smirk of disgust tingling her tone. Howard looked back, said nothing, but the glance he shot her said more than words.
And then, when they were alone, Dolores asked about Tommy.
"Funny you ask about him tonight because we had an awful battle today."
"I'm not surprised," Dolores said quietly.
"You're not?"
"No, I'm not, for this reason-kids today are really uptight! They're frustrated, and when anything as drastic as having sex with one's own Mom hits a guy, he thinks it over, and can become belligerent, and terribly angry!"
"You've got a very analytical mind," Gloria smiled, "But because he hates me doesn't mean I have to take it."
"What do you propose to do? Let him run to Juvenile so they can lock you up."
"They would never believe a kid's story. It would sound too far-fetched that I'd want sex with my own son!"
"Don't kid yourself. They might not only believe it, they might make life miserable for you!"
"How?"
"All kinds of ways. First, they'd probably take the kid away from you, and then a trial would follow. To be subjected to that kind of humiliation and disgrace wouldn't be much fun, I'm afraid!"
"Oh, god, it would be hell," she said quickly, "Hell!"
Just then, the old devil-Howard-walked in.
He was stark naked, and he looked at the girls in disgust. Clapping his hands together, he complained, "Girls-girls-we've got a show to perform-now let's get cracking-okay?"
It didn't take long for Dolores and Gloria to get out of their clothes.
"And Dolores, darling-remember what I told you I wanted for our first act!"
"Oh, I remember. Who could ever forget suph a lovely gift as that?"
"Gift? What did he give you," Gloria said, as she took off her last stitch of clothing and stood there stark naked.
"Oh, you do look good enough to eat tonight," Howard eyed her, "Yes, yes, Miss Pussy! The girl with the million dollar cunt-star of our own little do-it-yourself sex show!"
In the meantime, Dolores went to get the gift, and returned with it in her hand.
"Here it is-the double dildo. This was Howard's thoughtful gift!"
"We do that-before a crowd of naked, horny men?"
"Sure, isn't it wonderful?" Howard glowed, proud of his idea.
"Oh, yes, I-I can't wait," Gloria glowered at him. And then she informed Dolores, "Howard took a small detour so I could blow him in the car before the orgy began-wouldn't his friends who were waiting downstairs flip-out if they knew why we were late."
"Can I help it if I get horny?" he chuckled, "Now, come along!"
Dolores was much more accommodating than Gloria liked to be. She felt that if she became too demeaning, she could wind up being victimized by Howard, and she didn't intend to let that happen.
"Are you going to perform for the men?" Gloria asked him.
"I'm not a sex-exhibitionist," he said tightly.
"I wasn't until I met you-you nice, clean minded man," she said testily.
"Now, cut the crap," Howard told her, "Business is business, and I don't want any griping!"
Then, the girls were ushered downstairs. Gloria heaved a grateful sigh of relief when she noticed that the room was mercifully dark. She hurried over to the pillows that had been placed in the middle of a circle, and prepared to get ready for the performance. Deliberately ignoring the naked, drunken men who were watching, she had a horrible hunch the next act was for them to entertain the naked crew.
Dolores smiled, "Honey, you sit opposite me, and we work this so it fits like so!"
Sitting down on the purple velvet pillow, she illustrated how it would be done. It didn't take long for her to ,get the hang of it, and then the action began.
The plastic penis aimed at two directions were ready now. and the girls got going. Gripping it in their vaginas, they began seesawing back and forth.
The action produced beautiful feelings in both of them, and they began playing with each others breasts while they fucked in front of the men.
"Howard, baby, are you watching?" Dolores asked, as she reached out to hug Gloria.
"Am I ever! Getting harder by the second," he smiled, and the men had a good round of laughter, and a smattering of applause.
Dolores didn't mind the sex spotlight on her performance. She had done this before, but it was a new experience for poor Gloria and she tried to make it just as easy for her as possible.
"Kiss me," she whispered.
With their arms wrapped around each other, the girls began with a simple mouth kiss, developing into a scorching French kiss.
"Ohhh, wow!" Howard called out, as the audience drum-beater, and using his hands to begin more applause.
The men joined in with applause, and Dolores thrust the penis into her girlfriend Gloria, and Gloria in turn thrust it back to her. Between their passionate Frenching, and their dildo-thrust fucking, they were flipping out.
"Do it!" one man called, "Screw her, honey-screw her good! You've got what it takes-nine inches."
"Yeah," one guy chuckled, "nine solid inches of plastic-"
"Of plastic prick," Howard corrected him.
"Okay," he laughed, "Plastic peters, the greatest thing since cocks were invented."
Even though the whole idea of putting on an exhibition went against Gloria's grain, she managed to do some good acting, pretending to enjoy it immensely.
Their breasts crushed against each other, their tongues stabbed against each other, and the dildo's thrusting into their quivering cunts kept them agitated, excited, and finally, they climaxed.
As they made it, their eyes were closed in passionate reverie, and their juices were spurting from their vaginas, trickling down their inner thighs, much to the delight of the men who were watching awed by it all.
"Oh, that's beautiful," Howard observed, taking the lead again, "Our girls are climaxing. Isn't that nice to see pussy juice trickling down their luscious legs?"
The men laughed, and applauded.
Both girls grew red with embarrassment, and humiliation as Dolores couldn't help sympathizing with Gloria who just couldn't bring herself to going through with this kind of thing without reacting.
They stayed in their position long enough for the assembled men to view the marvelous moment close-up, and then Dolores whispered, "Alright, honey, we're through with this act!"
Easing it out of their vaginas, both women promptly got up, and walking across the long living room, hurried upstairs once more.
As they hurried back to their room, Dolores laughed, "Oh, wow! Did we give them a show, honey? We really let them have it, didn't we?"
"Great," Howard complimented them, when he came into the bedroom. "One of the men said he never saw anything like it! Don't think this will hurt our sales. The re-orders will be pouring in, and I know these sales representatives will want to visit us again."
"All because of the power of the pussy," Dolores laughed.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The girls took showers, and came out of the bedroom to relax. Dolores quickly fixed a drink for herself, complaining about the fact the ice cubes were melting.
Howard returned a few moments later, to inform them, "We have a really fabulous plan. They're nineteen men in all, and they want you two gorgeous girls to blow them."
That was too much. Gloria leaped off the bed, and ran over to Howard and began pummeling him on the chest.
Howard was a big man, and Gloria was a little woman. He just laughed, as he held her wrists, and told her, "Honey, what's got you so uptight? This isn't like you, luv!"
"Come over here, Dolores, she's hysterical!"
Dolores put her drink down quickly, and came running over to soothe Gloria's edgy nerves.
Stroking her hair softly, she calmed her, "Baby, baby-don't get so uptight! Howard is just trying to improve his business relations."
"Yeah, with my hot mouth. Nine or ten cocks to suck-never!"
"We could give them ass-fucks," Howard said thoughtfully.
"Oh, no," she shrieked, "That would be even worse. You do have a monster-level mentality, don't you? You never think of me as a human being. I'm something to be walked on, trampled under foot."
"Go on, Howard-I'll talk to her alone, a lot better."
"I hope so. This is the last time I'll use her for a little party. She's hysterical. This is awful!"
It was difficult for Howard to understand. She had always given him satisfactory sexual performances in the past. But, now she was becoming impossible and he was frankly furious. Being the head of a big corporation, he was used to getting people to jump, and he didn't like it when a little slut he'd used for his sexual satisfaction would strike him.
And then, Dolores did some tall talking to Gloria.
"Why don't you lie down a minute, dear?" she said smoothly, "You'll feel better if you relax."
"I'll feel better when I kill the bastard," she said tightly. "He got me furious, and I mean furious!"
"Darling, you can't let yourself fly off the handle like you did with Howard."
"I know," she said as she cooled off, "but you don't know what I've been through today."
"Tommy?"
"Yes, Tommy," she said, her eyes clouding. "He told me he thought I was an awful person, a cheap cunt. It killed me to have him talk to me like that."
"I know, darling-and I hate to say I told you so, but I did. I said the time would come when that kid would crush you. Today, he did! I wanted to tell you to stop loving him physically, but you were too far gone."
"I'm hopelessly in love with him. I crave his body, I crave his cock, I want to suck his balls, I want to lick his sweet, young ass-hole out for him."
"I understand, darling-I really do!"
But Dolores was shaking her head, looking into her eyes, trying to get her point across.
"Don't be hard on me," Gloria said, "I'm not an awful person. I'm really not!"
"Of course you're not darling, but you've lived a tissue of lies, and never once faced reality. Face up, fess' up, honey, you're a whore and a child molester, and now that you're older to make a 'go' of the grind, you've got to have sex marathons like the big cocksuck dear Howard has staged for us."
"That demon," she snapped, her eyes flashing the hate and hurt she felt in her heart.
"I can't straighten you out tonight, and nobody could," Dolores told her bluntly, "All I'm trying to get you to do is pull yourself together enough so you can put on a show!"
"I know you're only trying to help me, honey
-and don't think I don't appreciate you, Dolores-I do!"
Seeing she'd won her over, Dolores put her arms around her lovingly, and said, "Now, if you'll just listen to me-you'll never regret it. Let's go through with the sex show now, and we'll have our little talk 'bout all this later."
"Suck all those awful pricks?"
"Don't look at it that way," Dolores scolded her, "We've both been hustlers, and now it's just switching from one to multiples!"
"Looking at it that way, I guess it isn't so terrible of Howard to ask me to do it-to help his business."
"Right, darling. Howard isn't going to suck them off," she laughed, "So he gets us, and we must put some spirit and enthusiasm into our cocksucking.
"Alright, I-I don't want to go through with it-but I'll try."
"Beautiful," Dolores smiled, and then she kissed her full on the mouth tenderly.
Howard came in the room a few moments later, "Hate to break anything up between you two love-birds," he chuckled, "but the horny men are waiting to get their juicy dongs sucked!"
"And I know how patient horny men can be," Dolores laughed, as she tugged at Gloria, "Let's do our thing, darling!"
"Right-on," Gloria grinned, much to Howard's surprise.
"What were the magic words?" he demanded, "I must find out so I can use them next time I'm in a pinch."
"There aren't any magic words," Dolores said seriously, "but I think Gloria was imagining she was something different than what she is. That confused her. I set her straight and she accepts it now."
"Funny how easy it is to get lost in one's wishes, and make a wish seem like the reality-the truth!"
"The truth is-time's a wastin', " Howard chuckled good-naturedly, glad all the problems had been patched up peaceably, and that the action could commence.
And so, they followed Howard downstairs, totally nude, and willing to go along with the action.
As they stepped into the living room, they got a big surprise. The men were lying in a circle on their stomachs.
"Why on earth are they lying on their stomachs?"
"Because they want you gorgeous girls to begin with an ass-suck on each than to be followed by a cocksuck. Doesn't that sound delicious?" Howard asked.
"Juicy," Dolores replied, and Gloria was reconciled to her fate at this point. She went to one side of the circle of men, thankful the lights were low. Mood music was playing, and she decided,, she'd just go ahead, and do her thing, and not think about it. If she refused to accept the reality that she was doing it, it couldn't hurt her, she reasoned.
And then, she began with a dark-skinned hairy man; she brushed her bosoms across his buttocks, and excited him every way she knew how. And then, she pressed her face down and began licking his behind.
Turning to watch, the man told her, "Feels real good, honey, make sure you get your tongue in there, and lick all around the ass-hole!"
"I'll do that," she assured him, gently pulling his ass-cheeks apart, and sliding her tongue up there. The tongue stabbed the anus, and stiffening, she stabbed it higher, yet higher.
"Oh, wow," he gasped, "I love that-that feels just great!"
She kept her hot tongue lashing up there in never-ending thrusts.
"Higher, honey-more!"
The men were watching both Gloria, and Dolores as they sucked ass in the orgy ceremonies.
But from the way he was pressing on the bed, she knew he couldn't last for long.
"Hey, turn over," she insisted.
"You bet I will, honey. That was a real groovy tongue job you gave me."
As he turned over, he presented her with his huge penis. She licked along its length, and then sucked smoothly on the head of it.
"That's it," he told her, "Suck it!"
She sucked smoothly, and soon, she was bringing him to a quick climax. Dolores was just turning her man over, and going down on him, when Gloria moved on to the second man.
"Do me nice, baby," the blonde man told Gloria as he turned around to see her bury her face in his behind.
Her tongue told him she certainly wouldn't neglect him there. The cash-register was ringing in his mind as Howard saw the two beautiful women perform the ass-suck and cocksuck rites for the men.
"Keep that up," he patted Dolores on the head, and then not wanting to show partiality, patting Gloria, "Good job, sexy!"
Gloria was doing her thing; pretending she wasn't even doing the tongue-jabbing up his ass-hole. It was a wild sensation, and she loved it.
That was the part that really worried her now! She wondered why she enjoyed such a despicable act so intensely.
The man sensed she was having fun there, and said, "Hey, baby, you're a tremendous ass-sucker ! "
Even though it wasn't the kind of compliment many women would like to obtain, Gloria enjoyed it. She was doing her thing, and doing it well.
"I'll turn over now, baby, and give you some long dong!"
She slid her tongue out of his hot, blonde behind, and eagerly pulled the huge, throbbing penis to her mouth, licking its head lovingly.
The penis quivered, and the man felt himself shivering, as she sucked.
"Go all the way down on it," he ordered her. "That's it, down to the base, play with my balls."
She played with the testicles, and he enjoyed her finger-play here immensely.
"Yes, baby, yes, suck that cock-suck it off!"
As his hands went over her head, she sucked smoothly, enjoying his sperm load ever so much.
"Swallow it, baby-eat that stuff!"
Absurd .to have to tell her to do it because she was eager to taste him, delighted to swallow sperm.
Finishing him, she moved on, and was now even with Dolores who had just gone on to her third man too.
"Eat my ass out, sweetie," the rough, rugged man commanded her, as she felt of his behind. It didn't take long for her to lick the inner walls of his ass-hole, and go to town.
Soon, she was licking all around his quivering ass-hole, sliding her tongue right up to his anal ring, and then before stabbing his ass-hole, she drove it higher.
"Beautiful," he smiled, "Oh, sweet ass-sucker, hurry up! My pecker can't hold it much longer!"
Those were cocksucking motivations for Gloria. What an awful thought to think of all that delicious sperm splashing on the floor.
The big prick was pushed into her face, and greedily she sucked it in.
"Eat it, baby-eat it," he told her, "You're a real turn-on, that's it, lover, suck my prick!"
Effectively, she used all her cocksucking expertise, lavishing its crown with her tongue sweeping movements, licking down to the base, and always keeping the balls in motion.
"Beautiful," he told her, "That's it, baby-beautiful!"
The hot sperm shot out of his cock, hurtling down her throat, and she sucked it all out greedily, as the man pushed her down farther.
"Right-on, honey-right-on," he replied.
And then, she slid off him, finishing up the line of ass-holes, and cocks, and finishing just a moment after Dolores got through eating her last cock.
"I think the lovely little ladies of the evening deserve our applause," Howard said, beginning the clap.
A thunderous clap greeted the girls, and they hurried off to the bedroom.
"You see, baby, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Dolores smiled but she got a jolt when Gloria told her, "It was awful, and it taught me something-there has to be a place where you draw the line in sex or you just keep going down, down, down to hell!"
"Do you think that's where I'm going?" Dolores smirked, angry that her argument had such short-term effects.
"I have no idea where you're going, luv-no idea at all. But, I know where I'm going."
Howard heard the last part of her statement, and he tried to smooth everything over nicely.
"You're going up in the world," he smiled, "I'm giving you five hundred each for tonight's super little sex-show."
"Keep it," Gloria snapped.
"You are flipping out," Dolores warned, "I'll hold it for you until you come back to your senses."
Greedily, Howard retained the money he planned to give her, and said, "I'll hold it for you until you wise-up, smart-ass!"
"Oh, thank you, Howard," she said caustically, "You are so generous-generous to a fault-but I'm through with you, with fucking orgies, and the whole scene."
"What are you going to do for a living, darling?" Dolores asked seriously.
"Work like anybody else. I can always work in a department store-oh my feet all day. Oh, there are many things I can do. But one thing I won't do is accept defeat-and I've been fooling myself, but that's all over."
"I wish you all the luck in the world," Howard smiled, "But, I think you're making a big mistake."
"So do I," Dolores warned her, as she saw her dress up, pick up her handbag, and walk to the door.
"I wonder if I should say goodbye, Howard-or good suck!"
"Thanks, I'll probably need a lot of it." Howard never said another word, but was grateful he could keep the money he planned to give her.
But for Gloria it was only the beginning. Not the end, because she had ideas of how she could change her life for the better. Once she was out of Howard's house she had to walk a long way until she came to a gas station. Then, she phoned from a phone booth for a taxi. The taxi took her home to her beloved son. Going into the house, she tried not to awaken him. But, he was awake, and he got out of bed. "Mom-I've got to talk to you," he told her. "And I must talk to you," she said softly. "Alright, so we talk," he smiled, and sitting down in a side chair, he said, "I'm so damned sorry about the way I acted toward you today. I'm a devil to act like that."
"Oh, no, darling-you're no devil," she assured him. "It was my own fault that I was so inconsiderate of you."
"Inconsiderate?"
"Yes, sweetheart. I didn't think of your best interests when I had sex with you. I want you to know I'm truly sorry."
"Oh, Mom-you don't have to apologize-"
"Oh, yes, I do, son-don't stop me!" she insisted. "Tonight marks my last as a hooker."
"What happened tonight?" he asked curiously.
"It's so awful, baby-let me spare you the details, but I can assure you I got so revolted I made my mind up not to get involved like that ever again."
"Mom," he smiled, "Would you be real angry if I told you I found me a young girl my own age, and I had a good time with her?"
"You mean you screwed her?" Gloria demanded tightly, as the jealousy surfaced, in spite of her vows.
"Well," he hedged.
"Well, what?" she said tightly, "You either fucked or you didn't."
"The latter," he replied evasively.
"So you did, you little devil. Just like your father, out there carrying on like crazy. I'm ashamed of you."
"I've been ashamed of you before too," he said defensively. Then, she thought it over. His affair wasn't ideal, yet it was a hell of a lot better than having sex with her.
"Alright-as long as you don't get her pregnant. Our sex must end-for both our sakes."
"Oh, good, Mom," he smiled, "I'm so glad you're reconciled to letting me have your freedom."
"All I want, darling is your happiness," she smiled, "So, I'm going to get a job, and not one between the sheets. I've had enough of those jobs for a dozen lifetimes."
"You mean you're going straight, Mom," her young son smiled enthusiastically.
"Yes, darling. I am because I really love you with all my heart, and this would be best for both of us, I know."
