The end came the following Thursday.  I received a call at work from Nancy Wilde.

“I hate to be the one to tell you this Bobby, but you did ask some of us to watch Natasha.  Your suspicions were right.  She is running around on you.”

“What have you seen?”

“She was seen out and about with Eddie Wooters on Monday and Tuesday and they were not just platonic get togethers.  There was some pretty heavy necking going on.  Bev and I got curious and followed them around on Wednesday and they went to the Coral Gables Motel and checked into room 113.  We didn’t stick around to see how long they stayed.  Sorry Bobby, but best you know now before wasting money on an engagement ring.”

“Thanks Nance.  I was really hoping not to hear what you just told me, but like you said, best to know now.  Thanks for being a good friend.”

“You take care Bobby.  Bye.”

I stared at the phone for a couple of minutes and then I picked it up and made a call to Gail.  When she answered I said:

“Hi there new steady girlfriend.  Meet me at Harry’s when I get off work?”

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I was not at the bus station to meet the bus when it came in Friday evening.  I made sure that I didn’t see Natasha at all that weekend and I also made sure that she had no idea of where I was so she could call me.

Circumstances worked for me.  Gail’s folks had gone out of town for the weekend and Gail was only too happy to let me spend the weekend with her.  We parked my car in her garage so that if Natasha drove around looking for me she wouldn’t spot the car.

Figuring that Natasha might try to catch me when I got off work Saturday Gail drove me to work in her mother’s car and then when I got off work I left through the loading dock and Gail picked me up behind the building.

Gail and I had just finished making love and we were in the kitchen when the phone rang and Gail answered it.

“Oh hi Nat.  How are things?”

“No.  I have no idea where he might be.  He has been avoiding me since his birthday.”

“No I haven’t.  I’ve seen him around, but he avoids me.”

“Not that I know of.  I haven’t seen him with another girl.  Besides, we both know that Bobby wouldn’t cheat on you.  He almost had a breakdown when he thought he’d done me.  Nat?  Are you sure you want to do what you said?  Bobby is too good to lose and the odds are pretty damned good that you will lose him if he finds out.”

“Okay.”

“I can do that, but it isn’t likely to happen.  Like I told you; he has been avoiding me.”

“Okay.  Talk at you later.  Bye.”

While she had been talking to Natasha Gail had been playing with my cock and it had responded to her touch.  As a result we ended up fucking on the kitchen table before sitting down to ear dinner.  As we ate Gail said:

“You are going to have to face her sooner or later.”

“I know, but I want her to sweat for a bit.  I’ll duck her next weekend and then have the confrontation the weekend after.”

“Have you figured out how to do it?”

“I have indeed” and I explained it to her.

We finished eating and then went back to bed.  Didn’t sleep of course, but we did go back to bed.  We woke up in the morning, made love and then showered together and that ended up with us being back in bed.  Gil’s folks were due home around six so we showered and then cleaned the place up and then headed out to the IHOP around two for either a late breakfast or lunch.

I don’t know if the God’s were fucking with me or the fates were trying to give me a good laugh, but as we were walking up to the entrance of the restaurant I saw the northbound bus passing and I was sure that I saw Natasha looking out the window at us.  I waited until we were inside and seated before telling Gail what I saw.

“What do we do know?”

“While waiting for our order you call her roommates and leave a message.  You say that you found me and tried to get in touch with her, but she must have already left for school.  When she calls you back tell her that you told me that she was trying to get in touch with me and that you asked me why I wasn’t with her.  Give her some song and dance about how I felt too guilty to face her.  If she wants to know where you found me tell her it was here in the parking lot.  We just happened to get here at the same time.”

“You think she’ll buy that?”

“Don’t know and don’t care.  You got a better idea?”

“Well I guess I do have an idea.”

“What is it?”

“We finish eating and then we find a place to do some more of what we have been doing most of the weekend.”

Since we were still using her mom’s car with the big backseat there was a trip to Stevens Point after we ate and then I took her home.

When I got home my mom told me that Natasha had been trying to get in touch with me all weekend.

“I was avoiding her.”

“Why would you do that?”

“I found out what she has been doing up at Western and I’m not happy about it.  I want to give myself some time to cool down before I confront her on it.”

“I can’t believe that Natasha would do that.  Are you sure?”

“I didn’t want to believe it either, but I checked it out and there is no doubt about it.  None at all.”

“My poor baby” she said and she gave me a big hug.  She pulled me tight to her and her 36Ds pressed into my chest, I smelled her perfume and damned if I didn’t get another hard on.  After all I’d done over the weekend I didn’t think another one would be possible until the next day, but I got one and I know that she felt it before I pulled away and said I needed to go to the bathroom.

Mom found another soiled pair on my bedroom floor in the morning.

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Monday was the first day of class at State and my first class was at eight.  I had three classes and they would be over by one which would put me at work by one thirty.  I’d be able to put in four hours.  I had two classes on Tuesday and they would be over by eleven-thirty so I would be able to get five hours in at work.  Monday’s classes repeated on Thursday and Tuesday’s classes repeated on Friday. I had no classes on Wednesday and I kept Wednesday morning free for studying at the library. 

Working a half day on Saturday would give me a twenty-eight hour paycheck for the week (if I didn’t work any overtime) and that would give me enough spending money to be able to rent a motel room occasionally.  I wasn’t taking anything all that hard so I should still have enough time in the evenings to take care of Mary and Gail.

But I had something to take care of that would use up one of those nights.  When I got to work after class I called Natasha’s mother.

“I want to drop by and give you the tape I made at the restaurant.”

“Why?”

“I’m going to breakup with Natasha.”

“Just mail it.”

“No.  It might get lost in the mail and end up in some one else’s hands.  Also something could happen that would let your husband open the mail that day.  I want to hand it to you personally.  I don’t want to take even the remotest chance that it will end up in some one else’s possession.”

“When do you want to do it?”

“You set the time.  You might want to pick a time when your husband won’t be around to ask what it is.  I can do it any time after six-fifteen.”

“Can you make it Wednesday?  He will be out of town on business Wednesday.”

“Okay then; Wednesday at six-thirty.”

Mary and Gail both had something going on that night and so I stayed home for the first time in ages.  Mom and dad pumped me about my first day at school and dad talked about what I was doing at work.  Was I learning anything that gave me ideas on how to do things differently?  Maybe make things better?  The answer was no to both and I think it disappointed him some.

After dinner I went to my room and started reading ahead on my classes.  About a half hour later mom came into the room.

“Natasha called just before you got home.  She asked me to have you call her.”

“I don’t want to talk to her mom.  I need to cool down before I speak with her.”

“My advice would be to do it now by phone rather than get in a shouting match in person when she comes home this weekend.”

How weird was that?  My mom having a normal conversation with me and less than a foot away on my pillow are her dirty panties that she put there expecting me to beat off and then wipe myself with them.  Not only that but I KNEW she had to know I was thinking of her while I was doing it.  Yet there she stood behaving like it was just another normal conversation between a mother and her son.

“I guess you are right.  The phone would be the best way.  I guess I’d better get it over with,”

I went to the kitchen, got the cordless and went out onto the patio.  I didn’t recognize the voice that answered the phone and I asked for Natasha.  Twenty seconds later I heard Natasha say:

“Hello?”

“I understand that you have been trying to reach me.”

“Bobby?  Where have you been?  Why didn’t you pick me up at the station?  I’ve been trying to find you all weekend.”

“You couldn’t find me Natasha because I worked hard at avoiding you.”

A few seconds of silence and then, “Avoiding me? Why?”

“You know why Natasha.  There is only one thing that could make me turn my back on you.  Does the name Eddie Wooters ring a bell?”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

“Try taking one each Natasha Evans, add one each Eddie Wooters, put them I room 113 of the Coral Gables Motel, shake well for over two hours and what you have is the reason I don’t want to see you or talk to you.  You and Eddie be happy now, hear?  Bye.”

I disconnected and then left the phone off the hook so any attempts by Natasha to call back would get a busy signal.  I waited half and hour and then hung up the phone and put it back on its charger.

School and work went quick on Tuesday and I stopped by Mary’s house on the way home.  For some reason she wasn’t her usual ravenous self and a sixty-nine followed by one romp is all that she wanted.  Something was bothering her and I could tell, but our relationship wasn’t the kind where I could hold her and say:

“Come on baby; tell Bob what’s wrong.”

When I got home I called Gail and told her about my phone call to Natasha.

“She may call you or then again maybe not.  I didn’t say anything about you and her plan; I just told her that I knew about her and Wooters and that I didn’t want to see or talk to her again.  Keep Thursday open for me?”

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Mrs. Evans let me in and I handed her the tape and was turning to leave when she said:

“Don’t rush off.”

She closed the door behind me and then asked, “Why now?  Why did you break up with her now when just a little over a week ago you wouldn’t even think of it?”

I didn’t owe Natasha anything so I said, “I found out that she is cheating on me up at Western and doing it with my biggest enemy.  Therefore we are done.  The only reason for my making the tape was to play it for Natasha if you tried to break us up.  You had nothing to do with the breakup so I don’t need the tape any more.  I could have just called and said that I’d destroyed it, but in the back of your mind you would have always wondered if I really had destroyed it or would it surface some day.  I didn’t want you to have to go through that so I decided that I had to hand it to you in person.”

“Are you absolutely sure that Natasha is doing what you think?  It doesn’t sound like something she would do.”

“I have several witnesses and they all agree.  So again, since she dropped me of her own free will you get the tape.”

“Before you leave may I show you something?”

“Of course.”

“Come with me.”

I followed her to a room toward the back of the house and she opened the door and we walked in.

“This is my husband’s home office.”  She looked at her watch and said, “He is supposed to be on a business trip, but I suspect that right about now he is in bed with Rachel Miggs who is the Para-legal who went with him.  She isn’t the first Para-legal or legal secretary he has taken on his trips and gone to bed with.  I have private detective reports on three of them.

“I want to get even with the asshole, but I have always been afraid to.  What if I went to a lounge or bar and picked up the wrong guy and something bad happened?  I couldn’t do it with anyone we know for fear they would somehow slip and let him find out so even though I wanted some revenge I was never able to do it.  Until now.  The timing is perfect.  He is out of town, Natasha is up at Western and my two youngest are at a sleep over at a friend’s.

“The way you handled my husband and me when we tried to get you to walk away from Natasha and the way you’ve handled the tape issue makes me think I can trust you.  Add to that the fact that I’m not going to end up being your mother in law and have to sit and look at you across the dinner table on Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter and feel guilty makes me think that you are perfect for what I want.”

She pulled up her dress and showed me that she didn’t have any panties on and then she sat down on the desk with her legs spread wide.

“How about it Bobby?  Want to help me out?”

I stood there looking at the fur covered place between her legs and thought “Why not.”  Pussy was pussy and Mrs. Evans looked every bit as sexy as her sister Mary and her daughter Natasha and I sure wasn’t going to feel guilty doing it as far as Natasha was concerned.

“Just a quickie on his desk?”

“To start!”

I smiled as I unzipped, took out my cock and moved between her legs.

She wasn’t a vocal fuck like the others I’d had, but she did moan and use the word yes a lot.  She hooked her legs behind me and pushed her pussy up at me as I fucked into her.  It was long for a ‘quickie’ and it took me about five minutes to get us both off.  Then she led me into her bedroom and we both undressed.  She pointed at the left side of the bed and said:

“That’s his side.  Do me there.”

“As soon as I’m able.”

“I can help you there” and she went down on me.  She got me up and we did it missionary and after I’d got us both off I pulled out of her and then shocked her when I moved into position for going sixty-nine.

“You can’t” she said, “My pussy is dirty.”

“Hush woman; do your part” and I went to work on her.  She got me up again and I took her doggie.  As I banged her from behind I fingered her asshole and she said:

“What are you doing?”

“Getting you ready for some anal.”

“I don’t do that.”

“Never?”

“No.  My husband has always wanted to, but I won’t let him.  It is nasty and disgusting.”

“How do you know if you haven’t tried it?”

“I just know.”

“Okay, but you are missing a golden opportunity.”

“What?”

“What better revenge than to give another man what you won’t give your husband.”

She was silent as I kept fucking her, but after a minute or so she said, “Will it hurt?”

“A little at first, but the pain will go away.”

“Be careful and if I holler for you to stop you will, right?”

“Absolutely.”

She fussed a little at first, but in the end (no pun intended) she loved it.

“You have to come back.  I want to do it some more, but never with my husband so you have to come back.  Can I call you the next time he goes out of town?”

“I would be crushed if you didn’t.”

“He doesn’t go all that often; maybe only once a month on average.”

“That’s too bad.  I would really like to see a lot more of you.”

“That is sweet of you to say, but I only want to do it when he is out of town and I know he won’t be around to catch me.”

As I drove away from her house I was again thinking about how weird it was that I was able to get all the pussy that I was getting.  I wasn’t any great shakes when it came to looks.  I was at best average looking – middle of the pack – and until I turned eighteen I’d had several girlfriends, but was never able to hold on to them and had never come close to getting even a hand job.  I turned eighteen and all of a sudden pussy is coming at me from everywhere.  Weird!  That’s all I could think it was – weird.

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Thursday I picked up Gail after I got off work and asked her what she wanted to do.  She laughed and said, “Silly boy” and I took it as my cue to head for the Point. 

As I drove Gail told me that she had gotten a call from Natasha and Natasha was upset over my phone call to her.

“She wants me to make a date with you for this weekend and then let her know where we will be so she will know where to find you without having to spend the weekend searching.  What do you want to do?”

“She already knows that I told Tom I would do my best to keep you occupied while he was gone and she agreed to go along with it.  You want to do it Friday night or sometime Saturday?”

“Friday and get it over with.  How about a movie and I’ll tell her I’ll get you to Harry’s after the movie?”

“Okay, but when she gets there you need to say that you are going to leave and give us some privacy and then you walk over to the arcade and I’ll pick you up there.  As soon as you are gone I am going to burn you and I’m not wanting her to know that you know that I know abouther big plan.  I want to keep you on the good side of her so that if she talks to you about me or makes plans that concern me I’ll know it.”

“What about the rest of the weekend?”

“I’ll see Mary from around twelve-thirty until five.  What do you want to do that evening?”

“Fuck.”

“Okay if Mary doesn’t wear me out.  I’m going to hit Wal-Mart and pick up an inflatable air mattress for use at the Point.  The ground isn’t all that soft under the blankets.”

“No need for it this weekend.  Mom and dad are going out of town to visit some friends.  We will have the house all to ourselves until at least four Sunday afternoon.”

Gail and I were sitting in a booth at Harry’s when Natasha pounded another nail in her coffin.  We saw her pull into the parking lot in Eddie’s car and Eddie was driving.  I almost got up and left the same as I did at the last meeting Eddie drove her to.  Then I decided to just get it the fuck over with. 

Eddie stayed in the car and Natasha walked in and toward the booth.  I pretended to be surprised to see her and Gail got up, said her piece and left.  “Why are you here Natasha?  Don’t you know it isn’t polite to go off and leave your boyfriend sitting alone in his car?”

“He isn’t my boyfriend Bob.”

“Okay your lover then, either way it isn’t polite.”

“Damn it Bob; he isn’t my lover either.”

“You going to tell me that all the two of you did in room 113 was play cards?”

“Don’t be stupid Bob.  You know damned well what we did in that room, but what you don’t know is that is was your fault that we were in there.”

“Oh boy, this I’ve got to hear.”

“It is called getting even Bob.  I found out that you screwed Gail so I screwed Eddie to get even.”

“You expect me to believe that?”

“It’s true.  Andy Golden saw you with her in the motel room.”

“Nice try Natasha, but no cigar.  I know all about your plan to set me up so you could fuck around at school and then blame it on me.”

“Bullshit Bob!”

“No bullshit Natasha.  I really felt sick when I thought I’d cheated on you.  I took Gail home and we sat on her patio while I apologized over and over and begged her to forgive me and to not let you or Tom know what I had done.  I got up and left and when I got to my car I found that I didn’t have my keys.  I’d left them on the patio table and I went back to get them.  Gail was on the phone and I overheard Gail’s side of the conversation with you.  I heard all about Gail doing what you wanted her to do.  What YOU wanted her to do Natasha.

“I heard all about how she stripped us both naked and then got into bed next to me so I would think we had done and then pretended that we had done it when I woke up.  I heard the whole thing Natasha.  Right down to the part where she said that you girls had to stick together.  I went back to the front of the house and rang the bell until she answered it and then I got my keys and left.

“Once I knew that it was your idea. I figured out what you were up to and I called friends of mine who were at Western and asked them to keep an eye on you for me.  I know all about you dating Eddie almost every night and I know about your motel trips with Eddie.  There isn’t a doubt in my mind that you and Eddie have been planning on doing it ever since you took up with him way back when. 

“Face it Natasha; you are busted.  And even if there had been even the slightest change we could have got by your cheating the fact that it was Eddie you cheated with killed it.  And showing up here with him today shows just how stupid you really are.  You and Eddie have a nice life.  Don’t bother me any more Natasha.  No calls and stay away from me.”

She started crying as I got up and as I walked out I heard her cry out “Please Bob… as the door closed behind me.

I went over to the arcade, picked up Gail and we headed for her house.  I do have to say that I do like waking up in the morning with a naked lady snuggled up against me.

Unfortunately I had to haul myself out of bed and go to work.  We made plans for the evening and as I was leaving Gail kissed me and told me to make sure that Mary left me with enough to give her some.

Work was work and the morning flew by.  I punched out at a quarter after twelve and drove over to Mary’s.  Even though we made it three times with some sixty-nine in between I could tell that there was something bothering her.  I thought I detected something in her voice when she said:

“I want the last one in my ass.  Take my ass lover.  Fuck my ass hard.”

Something about the way she said “last.”  It turned out that it was prophetic.  When we had finished and I was dressing Mary said:

“Please don’t hate me baby, but this was our last time.”

I stopped tying my shoes and looked at her.

“I’ve met some one and I think that there is something there.  I want to find out, but I can’t play with you while I’m trying to see if there is anything there with him.”

It hit me that my mini-harem had just disappeared.  I was down to just Gail.  She would be pleased that she didn’t have to share me with Mary any more, but the fact remained that Gail wasn’t mine.  All I was was her babysitter until Tom came home to claim her.  I wasn’t sure if it was a bad thing or not.

“Are we okay Bobby?” Mary asked.

I took her in my arms and hugged her.  We are okay lover.  Keep me in mind if things don’t work out.”

I kissed her and left.

Gail was indeed happy when she found out that she was the only one I would be giving my time to.  She wanted to drag me into the bedroom to celebrate, but I stalled her.

“I need some time to build up some energy after playing with Mary.  We will go out to dinner, maybe hit the arcade or something and then we can play.”

In retrospect the arcade was not a good idea.  We had been there about ten minutes when Natasha and Eddie showed up.  Eddie was his usual obnoxious self.  He went out of his way to show everybody that Natasha was his.  He was showing everyone there that he had taken her away from me.  That is how he saw it any way and truth be told that is what he had done.

 I could see a confrontation coming if I didn’t get out of there so I told Gail that we needed to be going.  As we were leaving Eddie laughed and said loud enough for everyone in the building to hear:

“That’s it loser; run away.”

I turned and said as sarcastically as I could, “Hey Eddie, what can I say.  The best man won.” 

I turned to leave, but then turned back to him and said, “Or did the best man win?  Need to think on that a sec.  What did the best man win?  Oh yeah, a cheating, back stabbing skank.  I guess I’m happy being a loser seeing that a cheating, back stabbing skank is what I lost.”

Natasha’s face went pale when I said that and most of the other people in the place laughed.  Eddie got red-faced and charged at me.  There was a girl standing next to me with an open cup of something in her hand and I snatched it from her and threw the liquid in Eddie’s face.  His hands automatically went up and I kicked him hard in the balls.  He fell moaning to the floor and I gave him a second kick in the stones.

He made a noise somewhere between a groan and a squeak and I kicked him a third time.  I bent down, grabbed a handful of his hair and jerked his face up.

“Are you ever going to learn not to fuck with me?  I swear to God that if there is a next time I will cripple you.”

I turned to Natasha and said, “I don’t think he is going to be of much use to you tonight.  Maybe if you can kiss the winner where it hurts you can make it better.”

I turned, offered my arm to Gail and said, “Shall we?”

She took my arm and we left.  As we got into my car I made myself a mental note to start carrying mom’s stun gun when I went out.  Eddie was not going to forget my humiliating him in front of all the people in the arcade.

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Life settled down for me over the next four months.  With work, school and spending time with Gail I did not have much in the way of spare time.  I was able to spare some of what I did have to pay three visits to Natasha’s mom while her husband was out of town on business if business is what it really was.

I practically lived with Gail, at least on weekends because her parents always seemed to have some place to go every weekend.  Gail finally told me that her parents were swingers and always had a weekend party to go to and no, they did not know that she knew.

The holidays were going to be a little disappointing for me as far as my love life was concerned.  Tom had sent Gail money for airfare to fly back east.  I guess he had reached a point where he could get off post every once in a while and when he did he wanted to see his lady love.  She would be gone for two weeks and so it was that I was going to be pussy-less for the first time since my eighteenth birthday.

Mom’s underpants were getting a good workout when the next weird thing happened to me.

My dad was out of town and following dinner I went up to my room to work on a paper that was due.  I was sitting on my bed thinking of Mary being fucked by her new guy, Gail being fucked by Tom, Natasha’s mom being fucked by her hubby and yes, even Natasha being fucked by Eddie and I was feeling sorry for myself.

I undressed for bed and grabbing the ever present pair of my mom’s dirty underpants I started to beat my meat.  The image I had in my mind was that of Tom and I double teaming my mom.  She had Tom deep in her throat and I was fucking her delectable ass.  I was so into it I did not hear my bedroom door open and close and I wasn’t aware that my mom was even in the room until I felt her hand cover mine as she said:

“Here baby; let mommy do that.”

I was stunned!  I just laid there and looked up at her as she smiled down at me.

“Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted baby?  Mommy’s attention?  You have a nice one baby and mommy is going to love playing with it.  Come on baby; talk to mommy.  If you want to fuck mommy you have to tell her.  You do want to fuck mommy don’t you?”

You have heard the expression “Struck dumb” right?  That’s what I was.  She was talking to me in a soothing tone of voice while she slowly jacked me off and I just couldn’t make myself move or talk.

“Want mommy to suck your nice hard cock baby?  Want mommy to be a cocksucker?”

Finally I was able to get something out.  I squeaked out a yes.  One of her hands went to my balls and as she fondled them her hot mouth closed around my cock.  Mom was every bit as good at giving head as Mary had been and I had considered Mary to be superb.  After a couple of minutes mom took her mouth off my cock and said:

“Okay baby; mommy was a cocksucker for you so now it is time for you to be a motherfucker for her.”

She swung over me and I saw that she was naked.  She lowered herself and impaled herself on me and then moaned:

“It fits like it was made for me.  Fuck mommy baby; be mommy’s motherfucker.”

I was doing precious little fucking since mom was riding me hard.  Up and down she went while moaning:

“Oh yes baby; fuck mommy, fuck mommy, fuck mommy hard.”

She finally got me to the point where I had to get off and I can’t do it with the woman on top so I rolled and put mom on her back and then I drove into her hard and fast.  Her legs locked around me and her hands were on my ass cheeks pulling me to her and just before I knew I was going to come I had a moment of sanity.  I didn’t know if she was protected so I tried to pull out, but she dug her nails in my ass and held me in place.  I tried once more to pull out and she hissed:

“Stop it!!  Mommy wants it.  Juice mommy baby, juice mommy” and I let it go.

She didn’t unlock her legs or take her hands from my ass until I was limp inside her.  As she released me she said:

“Is mommy’s motherfucker a happy baby now?”

By the time she asked me that all my hesitations and frights (if that is what they were) had flowed out of the head of my cock and I was looking forward to being a motherfucker again and I told her so.

“Mommy’s baby is one hell of a happy motherfucker and he wants to fuck mommy some more.  Maybe if baby’s cocksucker gets back to work mommy’s motherfucker can fuck mommy again soon.”

She laughed and said, “I never knew that my baby was such a potty mouth.” 

While saying that she moved into position to suck my cock and I said to her:

“Oh no you don’t.  First you have to move so I have something to feast on and then you can go to work on me.”

As I was saying that I was pulling her into a sixty-nine and she said, “You have to be kidding me.  You want to sixty-nine on my dirty pussy?”

“It isn’t your pussy any more; it belongs to me now and I want it.”

“Yes sir” she said as she pushed her pussy at my face.

I went after it while mom worked on me and after a bit I started responding to her efforts.  When I was as hard as I was going to get mom took her mouth off of me, but she didn’t move.  She pushed her pussy down harder at me and gasped out:

“Oh baby; where did you ever learn to do that so good?”

I wasn’t about to tell her that Mary tutored me so I took my mouth off of her long enough to say:

“Don’t know.  Just seemed like the thing to do.”

“Mommy is going to see to it that you get lots of practice doing it.”

She changed positions and said, “Puppy fuck mommy this time” and she waggled her butt at me.  I did what she asked and listened as she encouraged me to:

 “Fuck mommy, fuck mommy harder baby.  Fuck me baby, fuck me  hard.”

When I had emptied and pulled out she got up and said, “Mommy’s king size bed is better for what we are doing than this little bed” and she took my hand, pulled me from the bed and then led me across the hall to her bedroom.  She pushed me back on the bed and went down on me for the third time that night. 

Even with the recuperative powers of youth it still took her a bit to get me ready for a third time and when it was over she tucked herself into me and said:

“Mommy will let you rest until morning.”

In just minutes she was sound asleep leaving me there lying on my back and staring up at the ceiling.  I was no stranger to the idea of incest because that is what Tom and Mary were doing when they recruited me to play with them, but I never thought that it would happen with me and my mom.  Never in a million years.

I had fantasized about it and she had been the inspiration for many a whip off session, but I never expected it to happen.  It was only a fantasy for Christ’s sake.  Fucking my mom was never supposed to happen except in my imagination.  As I fell asleep I wondered what was going to happen next.

The short tern answer to that question came in the morning.  I woke up with a hot mouth on my cock.  I tried to pull her into a sixty-nine, but she resisted so I just laid back and enjoyed it.  When she had me on the edge of cumming I told her I was going to shoot so she could pull off, but she didn’t.  I blew and she swallowed it all and then jumped off the bed and said:

“Up and at ‘em baby.  Can’t be having you late for class.  Grab a shower while I fix breakfast.”

I don’t know what I expected when I sat down at the table, but what I didn’t expect was a routine morning.

“Are all your dirty clothes in the laundry hamper?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“What would you like for dinner tonight?”

“It doesn’t matter to me.”

“Oh come on now.  You must have some preferences.  Any of your favorites that we haven’t had for a while now?”

“Linguini Alfredo?”

“You got it.”

The phone rang and mom got up to answer it and it sounded like she was talking to her sister and while they talked I finished breakfast and left for class.

 I thought about the evening as I drove to school and it, at least to me, was totally unreal.  Not the night itself (although it was strange) but the aftermath.  It was the same as the morning after I threw mom’s adultery in her face.  Next day it was like nothing had happened.  How could we have done what we did and have the next day be no different than the four or five hundred days before it?  Weird!  That’s all I could say.  It was weird.

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My classes kept me pretty busy and I didn’t get to think about what might be waiting for me when I got home that night until I got to work.  Marge had gone with dad on his trip and after hearing what I heard in the men’s room I wondered what he and Marge were doing while I was doing mom. 

Anyway, with Marge not there Stella was the one who assigned me work when I got to the plant.  That day she had me working accounts receivable with Tina and I didn’t like that.  Not that I minded the work, but I hated to work with Tina, Gloria or Shelly.  The three of them teased me unmercifully and it was all I could do to take it.  Whenever I worked with one of the three they got me to where it was all I could do to keep from throwing them down on the floor and have my way with them.  I did get the feeling that Shelly would have welcomed it, but her husband was six foot five and weighed two-forty so Shelly was safe from me.

Tina had already been told that I was going to work with her and when she saw me coming she turned away from me and not knowing that I could see her reflection in one of rooms glass partitions she unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse.  I could tell it was going to be one of those days and indeed it was.

She was wearing a knee length skirt with heels and hose and she started things off by getting a file from the bottom drawer of the file cabinet.  Instead of kneeling like most women would (and like she had always done before) she stood straight and bent at the waist.  This caused the skirt to ride up and show me the tops of her thigh high hose.  It also tightened the skirt across her hips and showed off her delicious looking ass.  It got the expected results.

Next she brought a file over to me and bent forward to place it on the desk.  That caused her blouse to gape open and give me a good look at her black lace bra covered tits.  For the entire fours hours I was there Tina teased me and I finally had enough.  Remember now, I was just a kid (okay – a young man) and I didn’t know a thing about sexual harassment in the work place, but the next time Tina gave me a shot of her tits I said:

“Why don’t you just cut out all the cutesy-pooh stuff?  If you really want me to look at your tits take off you blouse and bra and show them to me.  Tell you what, you show me yours and I’ll show you mine” and I pushed my chair back and pulled down my zipper.

Her eyes got big and she stood up and left the room.  It was ten minutes before she came back and when she did all of her buttons were buttoned and I wasn’t teased any more.  At quitting time I smiled at her and said:

 “Good night Tina” and then I winked at her and said “See you tomorrow.”

She looked away from me as she mumbled “Good night.”

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As I drove home I wondered what to expect when I got there.  It turned out to be the same as it was at breakfast.  Business as usual.

“How was school?”

“Do you have any favorite classes?”

“How are your instructors?  When I went half of them were what I’d have to call intellectual idiots.  They spouted off a bunch of crap that had no relevance to the real world.  The rest were okay and I did have a couple of really great ones.”

“How was work?  I’ll bet you would really rather be on the plant floor instead of in the office.”

On and on and on like that until we were done eating and then I helped with the dishes.   Mom washed and I dried and put them away and then I went out into the living room and turned on the TV.  I’d only been there like three minutes when I heard:

“Is baby ready for dessert?”

I looked over at the doorway and saw mom standing there wearing only a pair of very sexy high heels.

“Mommy has had baby’s dessert heating up all day long.”

I got up and she led me to her bedroom.  She undressed me, pushed me back on the bed and went down on me.  We made love missionary,  went sixty-nine, made love again dog fashion – she called it puppy fucking – did another sixty-nine following which she said she wanted me to do her in the ass.  After I came in her ass she went and got a wash rag and towel and cleaned me up.  She started to go down on me again and I pushed her away.

“My turn to give mommy some dessert.”

I pushed her back on the bed and went down on her.  I ate her to two orgasms and by then I was hard and I moved between her legs, lifted them up onto my shoulders and pushed my cock into her.

“Now baby is gonna fuck mommy’s eyes out” and I started fucking her hard.

It took me a while since I had already cum three times and by the time I got my rocks off mom had gotten off three or four times.  I held myself in her until I was soft and when I pulled out mom curled up next to me and went right to sleep.

Weird I thought.  Mom was a regular Jekyll and Hyde. And she could switch personas on and off seemingly at will.  In the morning I was awakened by mom’s hot mouth on my cock and as soon as she saw I was awake she pulled me on top of her and said:

“Be mommy’s motherfucker and fuck her hard baby.  Fuck mommy hard.”

When it was over she said, “Mommy is going to miss this.  Daddy will be home tonight and mommy won’t be able to be bad with her baby.  Not for a while anyway.”

She bent down and kissed my dick and then stood up.  Somewhere between kissing my dick and standing up she tripped the switch again.

“You need to hurry up and shower while I get breakfast ready.”

Over breakfast she asked if I’d heard from Tom and I told her that I’d received a Christmas card from him, but hadn’t talked to him.

“I called Mary Bagley and we are going out for drinks Monday night.”

She looked at her watch and said, “You’d better hurry mister or you are going to be late for class.”

That afternoon I was again paired with Tina, but surprisingly there was no teasing.

At dinner dad talked about the two deals he had closed on his trip and mom talked about going out for dinner and dancing with dad on Saturday and going out for drinks with Mary Bagley on Monday.  Dad asked me about school and work and then I went out into the garage and did some cleaning on the Mustang (yes, dad lets me put it in his garage).

The next day was Saturday and office personnel don’t work weekends so I had the office to myself.  Dad was there, but he spent most of the morning touring the plant.  He called it MBWA – management by walking around.  He always claimed he was better informed by seeing what was going on than having some one come into the office and tell him.  It worked for him.

He knew all the employees and called them by their first names and he insisted that they call him Frank and not Mr. Marchant.  He knew the names of their wives and most of their kids and at company Christmas parties he danced with all of their wives and girlfriends and mom danced with all the husbands and boyfriends.  He maintained that the company was successful because of our workforce and he treated them accordingly.  On Thanksgiving every employee was given a turkey or a ham – their choice – and Christmas bonuses were given out every year even in years that were not all that good.

It was the way my grandfather had run the place and it was expected of me that it would be the way I ran it when it passed to me.

The company Christmas party was the coming Friday and I didn’t have a date for it.  I was expected to be there and sitting at the head table and I didn’t want to go.  I didn’t want to sit there dateless and have everyone in the company looking at me like I was a clod girls weren’t interested in.  I was actually considering calling an escort service when I got an early Christmas present.

It was a Saturday night and I had gone to the movies (by myself) and then stopped at Harry’s more out of habit than for any other reason.  As I walked in I saw Natasha sitting in a booth with three other girls and I almost turned around and beat feet.  But then I said “Fuck it!  She ain’t going to make me run” and I went in and sat down.

Iris came and took my order and as she walked away I saw Natasha look my way, get sort of a half smile on her face, say something to the other girls and start to get up.  Then the half smile disappeared and she sat back down and I wondered what was up with that.  The answer came a second later as Pauline walked up and asked:

“May I join you?”

“Silly question silly girl.  Of course you may.  How in the hell are you?”

“Great.  How have you been or is that a safe question to ask since I see both you and Natasha in the room, but not together.”

“We have parted ways.”

“Short tiff or something serious?”

“As serious as it gets.  We are done.”

“Good!”

“Good?”

“Yes good.  If you are splitsville I can give you a Christmas present.”

“A present?”

“Yes, and I can let you have it early.  You can unwrap it tonight if you want.”

“We haven’t seen each other or spoken to each other since graduation, but you have a Christmas present for me?”

“Actually it isn’t from me; it is from Gary.”

“Your boyfriend is giving me a Christmas present?  Where is it?”

“Sitting across from you.”

I was confused and looked it so she said, “Me.  I’m your present.”

I just sat there and stared at her.

“Gary knows about us.  He also knows my sexual appetites and he knows I’d be climbing walls by the time Christmas break is over so he told me that since he won’t be able to do me any good before mid January he won’t be upset if I hook up with you while I’m home.”

“You have to be shitting me!”

“Not in the least bubba.  I’m home and yours until the second of January if you want me.”

“I most definitely want.”

We sat and talked for maybe twenty minutes and then we got up and left and I had to smile inwardly when I saw the expression on Natasha’s face as Pauline and I walked out together.

I followed her to her parent’s house where she dropped off the car she had been driving and then I drove us to the Starlight. 

There was no foreplay before the first time.  It was just get on the bed and get it on.  As we rested after the first time I said:

“I’m not really believing this.  Gary actually gave you permission to do this?”

“Yep.”

“Weird.”

“Not really.  I did it for him back in October.  He was going to be gone for six weeks and I know his appetites as well as he knows mine so I told him he could play and it would be all right with me.  He did and I was okay with it when he came back.  He is just returning the favor.”

“I’ll have to thank him when I get the chance.”

While we were talking she had been fondling my cock and when it started to show signs of life she moved and went down on me.  I pulled her into a sixty-nine and minutes later she was on her hands and knees and I was fucking her for the second time.  I was all for staying at it, but she told me that she had to be getting home because her folks were expecting her.  We made a date for the next day and I drove her home.  I walked her to the door, got one hell of a hot kiss and then went on home with a big smile on my face.

I didn’t have to drop a dirty pair of undies on the floor that night.

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I picked Pauline up at noon and we caught an early movie and then went to an early dinner over which she pulled the story of my break with Natasha out of me.  By the time I was done telling the tale she said:

“It obviously saddens you to tell the story so I think we need to go some place where I can cheer you up.”

We ended up at the Starlight and I thought – for about the hundredth time – that I should ask about a weekly rate.  It was another night when it was a good thing my mom didn’t see me drag myself home.

I was able to see Pauline on Monday and Wednesday, but on Tuesday and Thursday she had family functions to attend.  When I picked her up Friday she was stunning!  She was wearing an LBD, heels and a pearl choker and I had no doubt that there was going to be a whole herd of envious guys at the party.

It was your standard company Christmas party.  Cocktail hour followed by dinner, followed by speeches and then followed by the handing out of the bonus checks.  Once all that was done the band started playing.  I’d already warned Pauline that I had several duty dances that I was going to have to take care of with the wives or girlfriends of the department heads and that she was of course free to say yes to anyone who asked her.  It was a given that the husbands and boyfriends of the women I would dance with would want to dance with my date.  I also told her that as hot as she was I’d be keeping an eye on her to make sure she didn’t take off with some stud.  She laughed and said:

“I seem to remember that you were the one who taught me that you always leave with who brung you.” 

I remembered that she had heard that on the night she met Natasha and I wondered if she remembered it because Natasha was at the party. 

Yes indeed, Natasha was at our company Christmas party.  She was there as the date of one of our machinists.  George ran a turret lathe if I remembered correctly.  I had to wonder about what the story was there since George had to be about eight years older than Natasha.

I’d been doing my duty dances with the women that dad indicated I should give my attention to and I noticed that Natasha always seemed to be looking me when I glanced her way even when she was on the floor dancing with George or one of the other guys at her table.

I was dancing with my mom (and she was pressing her leg against my hard on) and she asked:

“Are you going to ask Natasha for a dance?”

“No.”

“Why not? You should let bygones be bygones.”

“I don’t want to let bygones be bygones.  I want to remember that she shoved a knife in my back.  If I keep the memory alive it will help me make sure I don’t get all weak minded and get back together with her.”

“Maybe she learned a lesson.”

“And maybe if we got back together the lesson learned would be that I took her back once so why not figure that I’d do it again.”

“I didn’t know that I raised such a cynical young man.”

The music stopped so I didn’t answer that as I walked her back to our table.  I danced the next two dances with Pauline and she told me that she was having a great time.

“I haven’t had this many men lusting for my bod in ages.”

“Just don’t forget who brung you.”

“As if!”

I had one more duty dance to get out of the way.  Fred Hobbs, the machine shop foreman and his wife were sitting at the same table as Natasha and George.  As I approached the table Natasha saw me coming and she smiled and shifted in her chair getting ready to get up and I smiled inwardly when her smile disappeared as I asked Mrs. Hobbs for the dance.

The last duty dance out of the way I spent the rest of the evening on the floor with Pauline or my mom.  Pauline and I were up tight against each other in a slow waltz when she said:

“Your ex hasn’t taken her eyes off of you all evening.”

“So?”

“Well, I’m in no hurry to get rid of you, but her date is a hunk and he would do in a pinch if you decided to give the ex a shot.”

“The only shot I would give her would come from a Colt .45 or a 9mm Glock.”

“I see that you still have your caveman tendencies.”

“I seem to remember you getting turned on by them.”

“I think what needs to happen is you need to get me to a bed.”

I had opened the envelope that had my bonus check in it when I used the men’s room and it was enough to cover quite a few visits to the Starlight and so that is where we went.  When Pauline was through with me I was a wreck.  I owed Gary for what he was letting Pauline do, but I hated him for taking her away from me to begin with.  I spent Saturday night with her at the Starlight, but family had her spoken for on Sunday.

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Since I was on holiday break from school I was working full time at the plant.  I was still working in the office and working with Tina, Gloria and Shelly.

Tina had stopped her teasing, but Gloria and Shelly were still at it.  I was able to put up with it in as much as I had relief available in the person of Pauline.  Although one day it got so bad that I had to hurry to the men’s room to take care of a problem.

Christmas day Pauline and I were tied up with family.  I gave mom a pair of earrings with a matching necklace and I gave my dad a great big box beautifully wrapped (even if I do say so myself) and he looked at it for a minute no doubt wondering what could be in a box so large and still be as light as it was.  He opened it and found a smaller wrapped box which opened to another wrapped box.  Four succeedingly smaller wrapped boxes later he opened the last box and found an absolutely hideous tie.  My mom laughed and then I told dad:

“Your real present is out on the driveway.”

He got up and walked to the front door and looked out and saw a two year old Chevy Impala.

“You bought me a car?”

“No, I bought me a car.  My present to you is a son who now drives a Chevy.”

Mom almost fell off the couch she was laughing so hard.  Dad looked at me with a “What the fuck did I do to deserve this” look on his face and then I walked over and from behind the couch I got a long wrapped box and handed it to him.  It was a Titanium driver.

“Maybe it will help you finally break a hundred.”

That was a dig because he always shot in the mid to low eighties.  Mom handed me a box and I opened it to find a leather briefcase.  I said, “Thanks.  It is really nice” but I was thinking “WTF!  What the hell do I need a briefcase for?”

“Open it” mom said.

I opened it and found some papers and an envelope.  I opened the envelope and found a check for ten thousand dollars.  I was stunned!  Ten grand!  My very first thought was “No more Starlight.  I can get an apartment.”  I looked at mom and dad and they were both smiling at me.

Mom said, “Read the papers.”

I read them and found out that I had a trust fund.  My grandfather had set it up the day I was born.  It would pay me twenty-five hundred a month if I attended college and got a degree and upon college graduation I received five grand a month until I reached twenty-five at which time I came into the balance of the fund.  If I didn’t go to college I wouldn’t get a dime until I turned twenty-five and then I got the entire thing.  If I dropped out of college the payments would stop and I would have to wait until I was twenty-five.  My parents were the fund trustees and were charged with making any and all decisions where the fund was concerned.

“We waited until we saw how you were doing in school” mom said, “We didn’t want your decision to go to go to school to be influenced by money.  The ten thousand is for the four months we held back.”

Then my dad said, “To be honest about it I wanted to wait longer, but your mother wouldn’t hear of it.”

“Why?”

“With steady funds coming in I was afraid that you might stop working at the plant.  It would screw up my plans for preparing you to take over the business when I decide to retire.”

“Why would I do that?”

“I don’t know.  With the trust fund you have the ability to change majors.  You could decide that taking over the business is not what you really want to do.  It has always been assumed that you would follow me into the business, but that assumption was mine.  You have never said that you want to do somehing else, but that doesn’t mean that you don’t want to.”

“Well you can put your mind to rest.  Going into the business is what I want to do and doing it by learning it from the ground up is the way I want to do it.  But now that I have some money to play with there will be a small change in things.”

“What?”

“No more Saturday s.”

“I can live with that.”

We went over to Aunt Maggie’s (mom’s sister) for Christmas dinner and when we got home I called Pauline and asked if she could get free.  She could and so I picked her up and headed for the Starlight.  After some sixty-nine and a fairly strenuous romp in the missionary position we rested.  While we were lying there Pauline asked:

“When are you going to get over Natasha and find another girlfriend?”

“I am over Natasha.”

“Bullshit Bobby.  At the party you never let your eyes get too far away from where she was sitting.”

“Probably trying to figure out how I could wrap my hands around her cheating neck and get away with it.”

“Yeah!  Right!  Seriously sweetie, you need to find another full time lady.  It isn’t good not being able to empty your sack into a willing female from time to time.”

“I have an outlet or two; I’ll manage.”

“Well as long as you can manage shall we?”

She got two more out of me before I had to get her home.

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Since Christmas was on a Wednesday the next day was a working day for me.  I was working in payroll that week and Gloria was working with me.  Gloria did the same thing that Tina had done and had unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse.

She made sure that she bent forward every time she had to put something down on my desk so I could look down her blouse.  The only thing different from the way Tina had done it was that Gloria wasn’t wearing a bra!  Every time I looked at her girls I saw that her nipples were hard and stood out like little cock erections.  After about the fifth time she gave me the show I said:

“I think my position in the company is pretty secure, but if the troops don’t get paid on time and they bitch about it your job could be in trouble.”

“Why?  Why wouldn’t they get paid on time?”

“Because if you keep flashing those succulent tits at me I’m going to lose it and take you on my desk and once I start I won’t stop until I can’t get up again.  That means we won’t be working on payroll and that means that payroll won’t be done on time.”

I fully expected that she would do what Tina did and rush off. button, up and then avoid me.  Gloria didn’t follow the script.  She unbuttoned her blouse all the way and then pulled it open and said:

“You really think that they look succulent?  Does that mean that you would like to suck them?  Roll my nipples between your fingers?  That usually gets so hot that I’ll rip off my panties and fuck like a mink.”

I got up and almost ran to the bathroom with Gloria’s mocking laughter following me.  It took me fifteen minutes to work up the nerve to leave the bathroom and go back to work.  Gloria had buttoned up, but only partially.  She left it unbuttoned enough so that her tits were still on display and she made sure that I got to see plenty more of them for the rest of the day.

My cock was going up and down like a yoyo and I didn’t dare go to the bathroom and beat off.  I just knew that she would know what I was doing and that it would make her laugh even harder.

Thank God I had Pauline available when I got off work.  I went after her like a starving man going after a full course meal.  After the first time she said:

“I’m not complaining mind you, but what’s got into you?”

I told her about my day and she laughed at me. “My big bad caveman backed down from a mere girl?  Whatever am I going to do with you?”

“Hopefully you will get me up again in a hurry so we can go again.”

Before I took her home she said, “I want you to do something for me when you get to work tomorrow.”

“What?”

“This Gloria called your bluff so now I want you to call hers.”

“How?”

She told me.

On Friday morning Gloria was primed and ready for me.  She was wearing a short skirt, heels, a very low cut top and she was of course again braless.  I looked at the display every time that she showed it and while never looking up at her face I would lick my lips and make sucking sounds.  Needless to say my cock was again going up and down like a yoyo.

Just before lunch as she was again displaying her tits for me I said:

“It is a damned shame that your top doesn’t have buttons so you could open it up.  I would really like to see those beauties again.”

Gloria smiled at me, grabbed the bottom hem of her top and pulled it up exposing her tits.  While she had been doing that I had unzipped and had taken out my hard cock.  Once Gloria’s tits were on full display I pushed my chair back from my desk while saying:

“I guess it is only fair that if you show me what you have I should show you what I have.”

My cock was jutting up in full view and according to Pauline it was supposed to make Gloria run off, but once again Gloria did not follow the script.  She looked at my cock, bent and touched it with her hand and then she went to her knees and took it in her mouth.  Her head bobbed up and down twice while I frantically looked around to see if anyone was watching and then Gloria took her mouth off me and said:

“Fair is fair.  I tasted you so you have to taste me.”

She pushed her right tit into my face and by then I’d had enough.  If she didn’t care then I’d be damned if I would. I took her tit in my mouth and made love to the damned thing.  I attacked the nipple and while I was doing that I ran my hand up her leg and started to work my fingers into her under pants.  Suddenly Gloria no longer wanted to play and she jerked away from me, pulled her top down and rushed off to the ladies room.

It was too bad.  The mood I was in just then I would have pulled her down onto my lap and done her right then and there.  I smiled figuring that there would be no more teasing from Gloria

As usual where she was concerned I was wrong again.  After lunch she still teased, but she stayed out of my reach.  I did take my cock out and wave it at her a couple of times, but she still stayed out of reach.

That night I told Pauline how her plan worked out and she laughed and said:

“Serves you right for waving my cock at other girls.  I’m glad she didn’t try and use your cock because I’m going to need all you got tonight.  Hell, I’m going to want all you have for the next six days.”

It was another long and hard night for me.

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The next day was the first Saturday that I wouldn’t be working since I started school.  Pauline had family things going on so I wouldn’t see her until I picked her up at five to take her out to diner.  There was a new teen club that had just opened and even though there was no alcohol they did have a live band so you could dance and I planned to take Pauline there after dinner.

I didn’t set the clock figuring that I could sleep in for a change.  With all the snow on the ground I wasn’t going to get up and go for a run so I was just going to be lazy.  It was my week for being wrong.

I woke up around seven with a hot mouth on my cock.  I raised my head and looked down to see my mom going at it.  I stiffened in panic before I realized that dad would have gone into the plant like he did every Saturday.  As soon as she realized I was awake without taking her mouth off my cock mom shifted into position to go sixty-nine.  I had just enough time to notice that there was pearly white stuff on her pussy before she pushed it in my face.

Mom had just been fucked!

 It didn’t stop me from going at her because it was nothing new to me.  I’d been exposed to Tom’s goop when I’d gone down on Mary and Gail just as he had found mine in the same places.  Mom moaned and shook as my mouth brought her off, but she never let loose of my cock.  She did take her mouth off me long enough to say:

“You have to cum in mommy’s mouth baby.  Mommy can’t let you cum in her pussy cause daddy might notice.”

She went back to working on me so I kept working on her.  I got her off once more before I came and mom swallowed it all.  She kept me in her mouth until I was back up again and then she swung over me and settled down on me cowgirl.

“Mommy was bad baby.  Mommy let mommy’s little pussy licker eat daddy’s cum.  Mommy hopes you like it baby cause you are going to get more of it.  Daddy will never taste baby’s, but baby will taste daddy’s.  Mommy can be so wicked sometimes, but baby won’t mind will he?”

“As long as mommy lets baby play with her she can do whatever she likes.”

“Mommy likes to hear that.”  She giggled and then said, “So if mommy pulled a train you would still lick her pussy?  That would be so cool.”

The though of mom being gangbanged sent a gallon of blood to my cock and I’d swear that I t doubled in size and mom noticed.  She laughed and said:

“Does mommy’s motherfucker want to watch mommy be a fuck pig?”

Again my cock throbbed.

“You do!  You want to watch mommy be a slut.”

She got off me and got on her hands and knees.  “You can’t cum in my pussy baby; you’ll have to use my ass.  Hurry baby; fuck my ass.”

I did as she asked and got her off once more before I blew my wad deep in her butt.  She jumped off the bed and came back with a wash rag and towel and cleaned off my cock and then went back down on me.  She got me up and then asked:

“Where do you want to come this time; mommy’s mouth or mommy’s ass?”

I pushed her down on the bed, put her legs up on my shoulders and drove into her as I said:

“I’m gonna cum in MY pussy.”

“You can’t!”  The ‘little girl’ mommy voice was gone.  “I don’t dare take a chance on him finding even a miniscule trace of you.”

“Not my problem.  It is my pussy not his.  Any time he is not in this house and we are it is my pussy.  I’ll let him have it when he is here, but understand this; this pussy is mine and I’m only loaning it to him.”

Her eyes got big and for a second I thought I’d gone too far, but then her hands grabbed my ass and pulled at me as she snarled up at me:

“Fuck me dam you; fuck me hard.”

I did.  I fucked her hard and fast and she came at least twice before I came in her pussy.  She felt it and she moaned:

“You bastard!  You fucking bastard!”

“Shut the fuck up slut” I said as I pulled out of her.  “I won’t leave anything for him to find: and I went down on her.

I worked on her and got her off at least once before she said, “I need cock.  Stop that shit and fuck me.”

I prodded her into the doggie position and then I pushed my cock in her ass and did my best to fuck my brains out.  She cried, moaned and begged me to do it harder and faster and I did my best.  She got off twice more before I sent my load deep into her bowels and then I pulled out and fell to the bed beside her.  I was surprised.  I still had some brains left.

After a minute she got up and got a rag and towel and cleaned my cock.  She dropped the rag and towel on the floor and fondled my cock as we looked at each other.

“What are you thinking” she asked.

“Of where I can find two guys trustworthy enough to help me make you airtight and keep quiet about it and then find enough guys so I can watch you pull a decent sized train.”

“You can’t be serious.  You expect me to do that?”

“You obviously want to or you wouldn’t have brought it up.”

“You do!  You really want to see me do it.”

“Not just see.  I expect to participate.”

“Well it isn’t going to happen.  No way!  I can not take the chance.”

“But you do want to don’t you?”

She was quiet for a bit and then said, “Yes.  I used to do them when I was in college and I loved it.  But all that stopped when I met your father.  I’ve never forgotten the way I felt doing them and I’m always wishing I could do them again, but it just can’t happen.  There is just too much risk of your father finding out.”

“What am I if not a risk?”

“There is no chance of our being found out as long as we keep it here in the house when he is gone.”

While she talked she fondled and I grew.  “Now what” she asked as she stroked my hard cock.

“You call it.”

“Pussy until you are ready to shoot and then I want to swallow it.”

And that is just what we did.  When she took her mouth off me she said:

“Go take a shower while I fix breakfast.”

“No.  We will shower together and then I’ll take you out for breakfast.”

“If we shower together we might end up back on the bed and miss breakfast all together.”

“Not likely.  You have drained my sack three times already this morning and I need time to recharge.”

We showered and washed each other’s back and then we ended up washing each other’s front and while my dick did twitch a couple of times it did not come back up.

To be continued.