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   I left work and headed outside and almost walked right into Rachael who
had just pulled her

   bike up.  "Oh hi!" she said brightly.  "I was checking to see if you
were done."

   "I am and I have some time before I have to go home," I said.  She was
dressed in the same short

   skirt and top.

   "Ohh good come with me," she said and hopped back on her bike, pedaling
off.  I followed,

   enjoying the view of her from behind as she turned off the road onto a
trail you would have missed if

   you didn't know it existed.  We kept pedaling past trees and bushes
until we were fairly deep in the

   woods.  She pulled her bike up next to a tree, and I stopped alongside
her.

   She turned around.  "I found this place a few months ago, it's a nice
quiet spot." She took my

   hand and walked down another path to where a small lean-to was standing.
She walked under it and

   plunked herself down under the wood, smiling up at me.  I slid next to
her and she took my hand.  "So

   how was the day?"

   "Pretty good.  After you left I worked for a while then started having
fun with Emma," I said.

   "Having fun?" she asked with a grin.  "Does that mean you fucked her?"

   "Well, yeah, till the front door opened," I said.

   Rachael giggled at that.  "Ohh my, what did you do?"

   "Well, I pulled up my pants and Emma pulled hers up and went out to talk
to the lady who came

   in.  Turned out it was my mom."

   "Wow!  I wonder how she would have liked the show?" Rachael asked.

   "Good question; but Emma sure likes my mom," I said as Rachael moved
over and sat in my

   lap, I circled her tummy with my hands and she adjusted herself on me.

   "Granma likes any cute person, girl or guy.  She said when she hit
fifty, her pussy wouldn't stop

   asking for attention," Rachael said.  She leaned back onto me and we
relaxed.  It was nice.  Both of us

   knew each other intimately but now it was just us, relaxing and enjoying
each other's company.  "So

   what happened after your mom left?"

   "Well, we went into the backroom and carried on where we left off.  Emma
kept talking about

   how she wanted to eat Mom's cunt and then watch me in her."

   Rachael wiggled over me, her ass making my cock hard again.  "Hmm ...  I
think you like the

   idea."

   I thought about it.  "Yeah, I do.  Seems weird."

   "You fuck my mom and me at the same time, what's so weird?"

   That stopped me.  "Good question, I guess because Lily isn't my mom
doesn't make it too weird

   for me."

   "What is `too weird' for you?" Rachael asked.

   "I don't know yet." I thought about it.  "I guess I wouldn't be in to
like peeing on people or stuff

   like that."

   "Ohh good, that's just messy as hell," Rachael said.

   "How would you know?"

   "Mom has a friend who likes her to do that to him.  She has special
sheets for when they get

   together.  Afterward it's a bit of a mess to clean up." Rachael replied
matter-of-factly.  I was struck again

   by how, to her, this was all another moment in a typical day.  Go to
school, do some homework, help

   mom clean the bedroom after she pisses on some guy.  Another day.

   I grinned and kissed her.  "You're amazing."

   "Why is that?" she asked.

   "Most people would be weirded out by what your mom and grandma do. 
Instead you joined in."

   "And pulled you along," Rachael said.

   "Yeah, that too, I'm glad to be a member of this whatever it is," I
replied.

   "It's my family," she said.  "We're weird to outsiders but when we find
the right people, we bring

   `em in." She ground down at my cock.  I was now hard as nails.  I'd cum
twice today but I knew I had

   plenty left for Rachael.  I lifted her up and put her on her back,
flipping up her skirt.  She still had no

   panties on.

   I rubbed her cleft with my thumb.  She moaned and lay back.

   "I'm glad to be in," I said pushing my pants down exposing my cock.

   "You're not in me yet," she said.  Her pussy was wet and ready.  So I
rubbed it along her slit and

   kissed her as I pushed in.  "Ohh, now you are!" she said as my lips came
off of hers.

   I pressed in slowly and took my time.  I wanted to love every moment of
this.  "How did I get so

   lucky?" I asked as she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in
deeper.

   "You were nice to me," she said, grinding up at me as I fucked her
gently.  Leaning down I took

   one of her nipples into my mouth.  "We like guys who want us to have
fun?"

   "Are we that hard to find?" I asked as I moved my mouth to the other
nipple.

   Rachael gasped and threw her head back.  "We love to fuck, it's what we
do; we just want

   someone who loves fucking us and making it nice." Her hips moved faster,
she was possessed by her

   own needs now.  "We need guys who will let us do what we need and will
love us for doing it," she

   said.

   I moved in time with her hips.  "I think you might have found yours," I
said.

   "Ohh that's good!" she said and lifted her head up to kiss me.  "I think
I'm gonna keep you!"

   I rocked into her faster and she took the motion up.  "Hmm ...  what do
I get out of it?"

   She laughed.  "This, and mom, and grandma and the ladies at the shop,"
she said.  "But mostly

   this."

   I was banging into her now as she shook under me.  "I think I'd be okay
with just this," I replied.

   "Ohhh no!  You're a guy and that thing in me will always want to try a
different pussy, it just has

   to come back to the one that loves him."

   "And you'll always want to try a different cock," I said with an raised
eyebrow, I could feel the

   tingles starting in me.

   "Yeah, but I found the one I love," she said and arched up.  I could
feel her tensing under me.

   "I found the girl I love," I said.

   "I found the boy I love," she said.

   After that we stopped speaking and speeded toward the high point.  Both
of us gasping and

   moaning then finally I shot my cum into her just as she reached her
peak. She shook under me and

   quaked, moaning as her body let go and found its release.

   I rolled over and pulled her on top of me.  She grinned down.  "Yeah I
found my keeper," she

   said.  Her hips grinding down at me.  My cock still half hard in her. 
She smiled down at me.  "I love

   feeling your cum in me.  I wanna feel it all the time."

   "I'll do my best to keep you feeling it," I replied and ran finger along
her tummy.  She giggled at

   the touch.

   "I know you will, and with the job you'll have plenty of chances." She
slowly stood up.  "But for

   now, I should let you go home.  Mom has an appointment tonight and I
might bat clean up."

   "Really?" I asked.  "Do I want to know what dirty things you'll do?" I
asked.

   "Probably," she said with a wink.  "This guy loves to fuck mom with me
in the room then I clean

   him off with my tongue.  It's fun but I prefer doing things with you."

   "Always good to hear," I said as I pulled my pants up.  Rachael reached
into her bag and pulled

   out a pair of panties slipping them on.

   "I can't be seen with a boy's cum running down my leg; people would
talk."

   "Yeah we can't have that.  Then they might have to admit all the dirty
things they do," I replied.

   "True; then we'd be all out of work.  Couldn't have that." She got up
and I took her hand we

   walked back in silence, just enjoying the moment and the time.  When we
got to our bikes we looked

   around to make sure no one was looking then kissed.

   "See you tomorrow?" I asked.

   "I sure hope so," Rachael said.  "I'll bring by lunch."

   "Sounds great, see ya then."

   We both rode off then heading to our homes.  My drive back was quiet, a
lazy smile on my face.

   Unsure of how I warranted such good luck, but also not complaining about
it either.  I could feel

   Rachael's juices drying on my cock as I made my way along the road, and
hoped I didn't reek of what

   we had done in the woods.

   Pulling up to the house I saw Mom's car, which wasn't a surprise.  I
pulled my bike up to the side

   of the house and parked it then went inside.  Mom was relaxing on the
couch and smiled at me reading

   the romance book she had bought at the shop.

   Next to her was a glass of red wine.

   "So how was work?  Think you'll like it there?" She asked.

   "Yeah the people are really nice," I said.  "And it keeps me surrounded
by books, which is

   always a good thing"

   Mom nodded and went back to her novel.

   I couldn't help but think of Emma's description of her coming home
reading it with a vibrator in

   her hand and a glass of wine nearby.  Fortunately for me, she couldn't
see the erection I got from the

   image as I walked up stairs to my room.

   I dropped into bed.  Was I seriously hoping Mom would be a bookstore
client?  From the stirring

   I felt in my groin, the answer to that question was "yes." I let my cock
out and stroked it idly.  Feeling

   the heat and hardness as I worked my hand up and down.

   In my mind I could see her, remembering how she looked as Dad railed her
the night before.

   She shaved her pussy or at least she didn't seem to have any hair there.
Naked and open; spread wide

   for me as I lifted her legs.

   Outside my room I could hear footsteps on the stairs.  I zipped up
quickly and grabbed a book

   off of my nightstand.  I was reading as the door to my room opened and
my mom peered in.  "Your

   father and I are going out for the evening.  Try not to get into
trouble."

   "I'll do my best."

   Mom chuckled and walked back down the stairs.

   Well, shit; Lily and Rachael would be busy all evening.  Part of me
wondered what Emma was

   doing tonight.  I heard the front door close and I went back to reading
for a while, doing my best not to

   think too much about what Emma had said.

   But the idea stuck in my brain.

   For laughs, I got up and walked to my parents' room, I walked to Mom's
side of the bed and

   opened her nightstand.  I had never really done this before.  I was
pleasantly unsurprised to see some sex

   toys in the drawer, a couple of vibrators, a pair of toy handcuffs. 
That was interesting.  I lifted one of the

   vibes and smiled wondering what wonderful trips it had taken in its
life.

   My phone rang at that moment scaring the crap out of me.  It felt in a
way like fate was messing

   with me for my dirty thoughts du jour.  I set the vibe back in the
nightstand drawer and grabbed my

   phone shutting the drawer.

   "Hello?" I asked.

   "And what are you up to?" Emma asked.

   "Would you believe testing your theory about my mom?"

   "Oh really?  What made you do that?" she asked.

   "Well, I came home and she had a glass of wine and was reading your
book."

   "So, you checked to see if she has toys?"

   "Yes I did, and she does."

   "Good for you, maybe if you're lucky you'll see her play with some." She
paused.  "Now then I

   was curious to see if you wanted to have some fun and make some money."

   "What do you want me to do?" I asked.

   "Come by the shop I have a client who wants her son to do naughty things
to her."

   "And I get to be her son?" I asked.

   "Yes, you do."
   "I'll be over in a little bit."