More Tales Of Lustville

Playin’ With The Big Boys

Scene Four

Takin’ Care Of Business

Marta woke up early the next morning, and climbed out of her bed as quietly as she could. Sarah, Pia and Bobby were sprawled across each other, and she just barely kept from laughing as she squirmed out from under them.

Going down to the kitchen, she started a pot of coffee and called her broker. She wasn’t surprised when he answered the phone on the first ring at six thirty in the morning on a Saturday, they often did business even earlier than that.

She told him that she wanted to rent the spaces on either side of the kid’s boutique, and wanted the deal closed no later than noon that day, because she also wanted to get crews started working on them as early as possible.

Her broker didn’t see any problems getting that done, then he told her that the shopping center the shops were located in was up for sale, and that he had been meaning to speak to her about it. He said he was just waiting for the price to come down a little more.

Marta laughed as she poured a cup of coffee. She told him that she had been looking at the property, and to put in a lowball offer, but to add that she would pay the full asking price as of close of business Friday, if they could close the deal on Monday.

Her broker, Chris Swift, caught her off guard when he said, “Marta, I usually don’t ask, but can I get a piece of this action? You’re a money making machine, and I need to invest all the commissions I’m making off you somewhere. You’re the safest thing I’ve seen in years.”

“That all depends on how much action you have to offer me, Chris.” She purred into the phone.

“How’s six mill sound?” he said, his voice tense.

“Not quite the kind of action I’m looking for, Chris. I can get money anywhere.” She laughed. “I want you to think hard before you answer, big boy. I want you to put something meaty on the table. Something that I’d really want to take a bite out of. You got anything like that, Chris? Do you?”

“Eleven and a half inches is the best I can do, Marta.” He panted. “I’ve thought about offering you that deal too, but I didn’t want to fuck up our relationship.”

“You should have, Chris. You can’t fuck up money, honey” She said huskily. “I would have jumped all over a deal like that. I’d probably still be sitting on it. But tell me, are you handling that particular asset right now, while we’re talking about it?”

“Ye...yeah.” He grunted, “and I’m thinking about closing on it...soon.”

“Go ahead.” She breathed into the phone. “Shoot some ideas out for me. Just spit out whatever comes up. I’m sure it’s just the kind of juicy deal I’d want a taste of, maybe get into me...my holdings, I mean.”

“Oh shit...Goddamn, Marta! I...Awwww fuck!” He groaned as he started cumming.

“I’ll be in your office with my girlfriend at nine, Monday morning, Chris.” She laughed. “Fuck a handshake, or a handjob. We’re gonna seal this deal with a kiss. Right on that big ol’ cock! Call me when you hear something. Kisses!”

She hung up the phone and leaned back in her chair, laughing.

“So who’s Chris, and why are we going to suck his dick on Monday morning?” Sarah asked as she came in the kitchen.

“My broker. I’m renting the spaces on either side of the shop today, and we’re gonna buy the whole property next week.” She said, holding out her coffee cup. “Get me a refill, would you baby? I don’t feel like getting up.”

She stretched, then put her feet up on the table. “You don’t have to come if you don’t want to. But he’s been good for me, and I think it’s time I rewarded him for his efforts. Besides, he’s kind cute. How much of that did you hear, anyway?”

“I came in on, ‘Not the kind of action I’m looking for’.” Sarah laughed as she poured them both a cup of coffee. “You talked him off talking about money and real estate. I’m impressed.”

“Three sugars and lots a cream please.” Marta said, waving the cup away. “He’s easy, he’s been wanting to fuck me for a while. Just wait till he sees those big titties of yours. He’s gonna go apeshit!”

“I heard that part too. I thought that was kewl.” Sarah said as sat her cup in front of her. “You use heavy whipping cream in your coffee? Two words, honey. Fat grams!”

“Be honest, do I look like I need to worry about a few extra calories?” Marta laughed. “I’ve actually been thinking about putting on ten or fifteen pounds. I think I’d look good!”

“I think you’d look good too!” Pia said, coming in and throwing her leg over Marta, sitting on her lap facing her. She buried her face in her neck as she hugged her. “I love you Momma Marta.”

Marta’s eyes went wide as they started to go over backwards. They would have fallen if Sarah hadn’t grabbed her feet and held them down.

“I love you too sweet Pia!” Marta laughed as she dropped her feet to the floor. “I’m glad you kids are gonna move in with me. We can get you a place of your own if you want, But getting you out of that dump you’re in is the most important thing. It wasn’t safe there!”

“I know, but Bobby liked it there.” Pia whispered. “He’s like that. He takes risks. Not with the stores, but...I dunno. It’s like he has to prove himself.”

“Well, I know one way he can prove himself!” Sarah said as she stood up. “Can you two find something to entertain yourselves with for a little while? I want to go have a little head to head with little big man.”

“No problem.” Marta laughed as she stood up, lifting Pia easily in her arms. “She’s already asleep again. She smiled at Sarah. “Which head were you planning on chatting with?”

* * * * *

Sarah crawled up on the bed and pulled the sheets down off of Bobby. She still couldn’t believe the size of the cock on him. It was draped across his leg at the moment, and even soft, it was almost eleven inches long.

She lifted it gently, holding it just above the root. The heavy cockshaft fell across the back of her hand, and she started squeezing it rhythmically, gently contracting and releasing the pressure of her fingers.

Bobby snorted, and shifted in his sleep, but didn’t wake up. His cock did, it started to harden slowly as she kept up her steady squeezing around the root. As it started to lift off the back of her hand, she wrapped her other hand around it, just under the bisected head. Her fingers formed another loose ring, and she began moving his heavy foreskin up over the huge knob of his cock, then pulling it down slowly.

When she saw his piss hole start to weep pearly droplets of pre-cum, she moved his foreskin up, stopping when it formed a fleshy circle around his piss hole. working her other hand up the shaft slowly, she let the sticky pre-cum form a puddle in the fleshy pool formed by the opening of soft flesh by his foreskin.

Looking up at his face, checking to see if he was waking, she got up on her knees and brought her head down over his cock. It was half hard, and had thickened to the point that her fingers no longer touched around it, but it had only grown an inch or so in length. She looked down at the wide, winking eye of his piss hole, then dipped her tongue into the shiny puddle of pre-cum she had captured.

She moaned softly at the first taste of his cum, then pressed her lips onto the tip of his cock and sucked the rest of the sticky jizz into her mouth, swishing it around with her tongue. Tightening her grip at the base of his cock, she started moving his foreskin again, letting it ride up over her tongue as she ran it in slow circles around the shiny skin of his glans.

Bobby moaned in his sleep, and his hips moved, just a jerk or a twitch at first, then a more regular humping motion as his cock sought out more of the delightful stimulation. Sarah opened her lips wider, pressing her head down, letting the top half of his cockhead slip in and out of her mouth as she massaged his foreskin into the flaring rim of his cock with her fingers.

He groaned, shifting in his sleep again, and his hand moved toward her. She dodged it easily as she drooled heavily onto his rapidly swelling cockknob. Her mouth moved down, and she let her lips close under the rim, twisting her head in slow semi-circles as she lashed her tongue into his weeping piss slit.

Her hands started moving faster over his stiffening prickstalk, and she marveled at how quickly it was growing in length. There was eight inches of meat between her hands now, and she started pumping them up and down at each other, the skin on his cock drawing tight at both ends, keeping them from touching.

Grunting and snorting, his body moving unconsciously, Bobby started fucking up at her mouth, and she welcomed the invasion of his meaty cockstalk, pushing her head down as his hips moved up toward her. His hand brushed her hair again as it sought control of the teasing temptress sucking him off in his dreams.

Sarah pulled her mouth off his now stone hard cock, staring down at it as she let spit drool from her pursed lips, massaging it into the top third of his cock with both hands. Soft, lazy strokes of her hands made him twitch and jerk, and she watched his face as she let more spit pour out of her mouth, drenching the head of his cock. When she saw his eyelids flutter, she released her grip on his cock, and threw one leg over him, straddling his stomach.

She sat up much higher on him than she did with other men, and as she leaned down, reaching between her legs, she had to scoot up a little higher, to get his apple sized cockknob lined up with the opening of her pussy. Getting him inside her was easily accomplished, he had stretched her out the night before. Whimpering slightly as he stretched the tender flesh of her pussy again, she pushed down, taking more of him inside.

Bobby’s hands came down on her ass, and he pulled her down as his hips jerked up at her. She raised up, moving with him, keeping his pulsing cockhead lodged securely inside her. She leaned over him, her lips brushing his ear.

“Shhhhhhh. Don’t move, let me do it.” She whispered, her hot breath tickling the hairs on his ear. “That’s a good boy, Bobby. Let Momma Sarah fuck you. Just let her make you feel good. Will you do that for me?”

Bobby nodded, his eyes finally opening in the dimly lit room, and he looked up at her, his whole face lighting up even before he smiled.

“You are so beautiful. You’re like a perfect little doll, and all I want to do is play with you, and show you off to all my friends.” She said huskily as she pressed down harder, taking in almost a third of his cock before she started moving back up toward the top. “Is that wrong of me? That I just want to possess you? I feel the same way about Pia. So does Marta.”

Bobby shook his head as he looked up at her, his smile growing wider. “I like it.” He said softly. “Most people laugh at us.”

“We love you. You feel that don’t you?” She moaned as she pushed down, forcing herself to take in more of his oversized cock. “Help me, Bobby. I can’t take anymore by myself. I want to feel you filling me, stretching me, making you part of me.”

Bobby pulled down on her hips as he arched his hips up at her. Sarah gasped as another inch if his thick cockstalk slid into her. He pulled her down harder, and he felt the head of his cock hit the opening of her cervix, and he backed off, easing his cock out of her.

“Nooooooo.” She whimpered as she felt him pulling out of her. She pushed her hips down, trying to get him back inside her.

“Shhhhhh, now you let me.” He said softly as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him. He pushed his cock back up, feeding her six inches of his throbbing cock meat, then pulled out till just the head was inside her. He fucked her like that, just feeding it into her with slow, lazy strokes. “Let it get wet. Your pussy feels so good sucking on my cock. I want to cum every time I stroke it in or out.”

“M...more?” She panted as she worked her ass in slow circles. “Please? I can take more. I want it.”

“Slow, you’re almost ready Momma Sarah. I can’t give you more till you’re ready. I don’t want to hurt you. And you know you don’t have to take all of it for it to feel good.”

He pushed his ass up at her as she ground down on him, and ten inches of throbbing cock meat plowed into her quivering pussy tunnel, making her gasp.

“Oh god!” She panted, writhing on top of him, her pussy spasming wildly. “More? Please baby? Please, can Momma Sarah have more of you big beautiful cock?”

“Move with me.” He grunted in her ear as he started moving his hips faster, pulling on her ass as he drove his cock up into her. He stroked deeper, his breath rushing harshly in her ear as he fucked up into her, feeding her more of his cock with every stroke.

Sarah whimpered when she felt the fat head of his cock pressing nonstop against the opening of her cervix, forcing the knotted bump off to the side and stretching the top of her pussy out of shape. She started to cum, and she jerked down on him, making a sunburst of pain explode behind her eyes. She jerked down again, and another blast of pleasure pain exploded in her pussy, spreading out through her groin like liquid fire.

“Don’t.” He said softly. “You don’t have to. Let me make you feel good, please Momma?”

“Cu...cumming. Cumming on you, my baby Bobby. Oh god, it’s so good.” She whispered, her body shaking and shivering on top of him.

Bobby pulled back, keeping just the top third of his cock in her, and started slamming his ass up and down at her, driving his cock in and out of her in short, frantic strokes. Sarah felt his cock throbbing wildly inside her, and she squeezed her cunt muscles around his plunging cock meat, making her already glove tight pussy even tighter around him.

“Oh shit!” He grunted as he felt his balls twitch, then contract sharply. “I’m sorry Momma, oh god, I’m so sorry.” He groaned as he felt his cum rushing up the long, twitching shaft of his cock.

“Oh god!” Sarah screamed as she felt the first hot spurts of cum burst into her, flooding her pussy with scalding jets of molten jizz. “Do it, baby! Cum in Momma! I want it! Oh god, I want it so bad!”

She humped down of him, his cock sloshing through the thick spunk filling her inner depths, and she screamed again as his cockknob beat at the mouth of her womb. She humped down at him madly, almost mindlessly, and Bobby held onto her as his hips jerked up at her wildly.

They writhed and rolled across the bed, and Sarah found herself looking up at him suddenly. Her legs slithered around him of their own accord, her heels hooking under his ass as she started rocking up at him, pulling him into her with rough, bone jarring plunges.

Sarah’s eyes rolled up in her head as she wriggled and squirmed under him, taking as much of his enormous cock meat into her clenching cunt channel as she could on every stroke. His balls were slapping against her ass as his cock bottomed out inside her again and again.

Bobby groaned as her tight, sucking pussy pulled the cum up from his balls, milking and spasming around his throbbing, driving prickshaft. He held her tightly, clinging to her as she moved under him, his face buried in her neck as he kept blasting load after steaming load into her.

He collapsed on top of her, and she moved him on her, her hands and legs rocking his small body easily on her. She finally relaxed under him, pulling him tight against her, and into her, both of them gasping and panting as they fought for breath.

They lay together as they caught their breath, then Bobby started to move off of her.

“No, not yet. Please? I like it when you lay on me.” She whispered. She kissed him lightly, planting kisses all over his face and neck, not stopping till he started to wriggle and laugh, trying to get away from her.

“Come back. I’ll be good. I promise.” She said, running her hands up and down over him gently. “I have something I want to talk to you about.”

She looked up at him as he raised up, resting his arms on her chest. “I want you to know, that I didn’t use sex to soften you up for what I want to talk to you about.” She said seriously. Then she grinned. “I just used you for sex.”

He laughed with her, then smiled down at her. “I think I know what you want to talk to me about.”

“What? Tell me.” She said, pinching his asscheeks, making him squirm so his cock shifted around inside her. “Oh god, you beautiful boy! That’s feels wonderful. Just having you inside me feels so good.”

“You want us to live with Momma Marta. Me and Pia.” he said softly.

“Yes. Or you can come live with me if you want.” She said. “But you can’t stay where you are. And I think you know that.”

He nodded. “I know, it scares Pia. I know she doesn’t like it there, but we haven’t had the money. I want to take car...”

“Shhhhhh. Listen to me.” She said softly. “Marta and I both have money. More money than we’ll ever be able to use. We’re not offering charity, we expect something in return. Would you like to hear what it is? I can tell you, or we can go downstairs and we can lay out what we have in mind together.”

“Let’s go downstairs. I’m hungry. And I have to pee.” He laughed.

“Awwwww! And here I thought you were getting hard again because you wanted to fuck me! You little tease!” She laughed, pushing him off of her, her fingers flying over his belly, making him curl up in a ball, laughing wildly.

“Never. And I mean never, tell anyone that you’re ticklish.” She laughed as she sprawled on top of him. “That’s just asking for trouble!”

“Okay, okay.” He panted. “I give up...and if you don’t stop, I really am going to pee!”

“Alright. Go pee, then come downstairs. I think there’s an extra robe on the bathroom.” She said as she got off the bed. “Coffee is already made, and I’ll start breakfast.”

* * * * *

Sarah had to wake Marta and Pia up, they had fallen asleep in the guest room. By the time she got back to the kitchen, Bobby was standing at the counter pouring a cup of coffee. He was wearing a thick terry cloth robe that came down passed his ankles, and she couldn’t resist going up behind him, giving him a quick hug.

Bobby went over and sat at the table when she released him, and Sarah started pulling pans out, sitting them on the counter. She went over to the fridge, laughing when she looked inside.

Pia came in and sat down next to Bobby, picking up his coffee cup and taking a big sip from it. “Mmmmmmm, good coffee.” She said, laying her head on his shoulder.

Marta came over and hugged Sarah, kissing her lightly. “What’s so funny?” She asked, holding her hips lightly, grinding herself against her.

“Looks like we have a change of plans. We’re going out for breakfast! There’s nothing in the fridge!” She laughed. “Everybody find a shower, double up if you have to, but no fucking! Me and Bobby are hungry, and we have a lot to do today!”

“Awwwww, you’re no fun! You already did it with Bobby!” She laughed. “What do you care if me and Pia are horny?”

“I’m hungry.” Pia said, her hand moving up and down in Bobby’s lap.

Sarah and Marta came over, looking at them. Bobby looked up, grinning shyly. “She does that. It’s her favorite toy.”

“I can see why. That’s some toy!” Marta laughed. “Can she shower with you? Or do I have to take her with me?”

“I’ll take Pia. Bobby, would you slip Momma Marta a little meat in the shower?” Sarah said, trying to look serious, but failing miserably. “Nothing serious. Just something to take the edge off. I’d really appreciate it.”

“So would I!” Marta giggled. “Come on, big boy. Momma needs some lovin’!”

* * * * *

An hour later, they were sitting in a booth of a local breakfast buffet, laughing as they fed each other, and grabbed food off each others plates.

“Have you heard from your guy?” Sarah asked Marta.

Marta nodded. “I’ll sign the papers at eleven, and we can start working at noon. Chris already has crews lined up for both of them. I faxed him a simple floor plan for both, but we can adjust as we go.”

“I told you we had a plan.” She said, looking at Bobby. “We want to form a company, with you and Pia as majority stockholders. That’s how it should be, we’re taking your idea, and you’re going to be doing most of the work, so you should get the lion’s share.”

She took a sip of her coffee, then held her cup up so the waitress could see. She waited for her to fill all their cups before she continued.

“We all saw what happened yesterday. That wasn’t a fluke. That was a good product being marketed right.” She said. “I’ll admit, we got lucky. Our first customer put the word out on the grapevine, and all we had to do was kiss her ass a little.”

“You mean I had to kiss her ass...alot!” Marta giggled, pushing her food around on her plate.

“Oh, Momma Marta! You were having fun with her!” Pia laughed. “You were acting like you were long lost friends, and she loved every minute of it!”

She arched her neck haughtily, looking at Bobby. “Honestly, Robert! Do I have to wait for you every single time I think I might want you for something? There’s lots of other young men that would love to have your job, you know. You really should keep that in mind!”

Sarah and Bobby burst out laughing, making people at the tables around them look over. Marta smiled, taking a sip of her coffee.

“I didn’t sound that bad, did I?” She asked.

“Pretty close. But it was the right pitch for her. If Bobby or Pia had been waiting on her, I doubt if she would have spent as much, or told anyone else about the shop.” Sarah said. “What do you think kids?”

“What I liked was you were telling her what she wanted. And when you told her to wear the blue wraparound for the boyfriend, her eyes lit up, like you were giving her permission.” Bobby said. “And when you bent Pia over, and she wasn’t wearing any panties. You just walked right over it. You made her want her daughter go out without panties. I couldn’t have done that.”

“Me either.” Pia said. “But what got me, was the way you were both just barking out orders, like you knew exactly what needed to be done to make the sale. How do you do that?”

“You think like a customer. She asked me how I thought that linen blouse would look in green, and I almost gagged, till I thought of it in satin. So I told her that the green only came in forest green satin, and we also had it in royal blue.” She looked over at Bobby. “Talk to your supplier, today if you can, and get at least a hundred of each made. That’s gonna be hot, and we don’t want to miss that boat.”

Bobby nodded, reaching in his pocket and taking out his phone. He sent himself a text message, then looked up at them.

“What else? I like what I’m hearing, but we should share.” He said, looking at Pia. She nodded, and he went on. “We may be doing most of the work, but we’ll need money. Momma Sarah said that you wanted to invest in us. You should get a return on that investment.”

“We will.” Marta said. “We’re going to take a piece of the special services. And I really don’t know how long we’re going to be able to get away with that. But it’ll be long enough for your brand to get established, and that’s the important thing.”

“I’m also renting both the shops on either side of you. Those are the papers I’m going to sign today. Both those shops will be set up with soundproofed fitting rooms on the walls adjoining your current space, and displays on the other side.” She paused, looking at them. “If you have any objections so far, I want to hear them now.”

Pia looked at Bobby and nodded. He looked at Marta, then smiled. “Go on, We still like what we’re hearing.”

“I’m going to be buying that shopping center next week, and fill all those empty shops with luxury boutiques. Nothing that will compete with you. Accessories, knick knacks, stylists, shoes. All the things a bored middle-aged woman with money wants to fill the void in her life. And that means sex. Or at least, the promise of sex.”

“That part scares me. What if we get busted? We...you, could lose everything.” Pia said.

“There are ways around that. You saw what we did last night. We’re going to make some connections with people that can help keep us out of trouble. Then there’s rule number one. They don’t have a platinum card, they don’t get special services. And we never, and I mean, ever, take cash for those services.”

“And while we’re talking about those services.” Sarah said. “We want that on paper. In the event to police do get involved, we’re a posh, high end boutique. Our clothes carry a premium price, and since we want to ensure that they fit the customer well, the fittings should carry a premium price too. I guarantee, none of the women we...” She looked over at Bobby. “I’m sorry, you serviced yesterday, will complain. It’s the ones that can’t afford the service that we have to worry about.”

“I can fix that.” Pia giggled. “We don’t take walk-ins, and the door is locked at all times. Service is by appointment and invitation only.” She looked around the table. “I already have a list of who made purchases, how much they spent, and what kind of card they used. We just build a database off of that.”

Sarah and Marta looked at each other, then back at Pia. “That’s brilliant, sweet Pia!” Sarah laughed. “Besides making it more secure, it gives us the illusion of exclusivity. And to the women we want, that’s more important than anything else!”

“It’s all well and good to talk about providing a service.” Bobby said slowly. “But are we really going to be able to provide it? I think you’re right. We need that part of the business to get our label, or labels established.”

“I talked to my friend last night.” Sarah said. “All four of their boys want in. We’re talking about a pair of twelve inchers, and a couple ten inchers. I haven’t talked to Brad yet, but he has thirteen plus, and I’m pretty sure he’ll want in too.”

“They unde...”

Sarah nodded. “Tracy broke it down for them, and they’re good to go. They all know that they won’t be boinking the prom queen, and it’s not a problem.”

“What if they don’t want a boy?” Pia asked. “Or if they just want some private time with a good friend? We get lots of women that come in, make out in the fitting room...like you two were doing, and just leave.” She looked over at Sarah. “And it cost forty dollars to get those jeans cleaned by the way, then I had to mark them down just to get rid of them!”

“That was her?” Bobby asked, trying not to laugh.

“Send her a bill.” Marta said, suddenly turning serious. “I think Pia is right, we need to be open to a wider market. We keep it to the top tier, but we cater to a wider range of tastes, and we cut the prices.” They all started to object, but she cut them off. “Think about it. I’d pay fifty grand for a Robert, just so I could say I had done it. His price, if and when he decides to be available, stays the same. But why should these women fork out that kind of money for something they can get at the tennis club? Or put up in a luxury apartment for six months for the same money?”

“Where would you put the buy in?” Bobby asked. “Maybe it’s ego, but I think I’m worth it. Anyone else we get will too. And the ones that already put out the big bucks are gonna hit the roof.”

“I just said that you were worth the asking price.” Marta said lightly. “And you’ll continue to be worth it, not just because of your generous attributes, but because you will be the rarest of prizes, for the creme de le creme. The more people that can have a thing, the less that thing is worth. You my boy, my wonderful little studmuffin, you are going to be the pinnacle they aspire to. And once they’ve had you, they’ll lord it over their friends like nothing you’ve ever seen before.”

“She’s right.” Pia said. “Teenage girls are the same way. And they can be vicious little bitches.” She grinned over at Bobby, dropping her hand in his lap. “Besides, you’re going to have lots of home work to take care of, and we’re not going to let you waste yourself when you can be taking care of us.”

Bobby got a pained expression on his face, and Pia continued, smiling brightly at him.

“And we’re moving out of that shithole, and into Momma Marta’s house, where we can have our own rooms, and I don’t have to be afraid that someone is going to eat Wilbur! And we’re going to do it today!”

“You go girl!” Sarah said to Pia. She looked over at Bobby. “Is she squeezing your balls?”

Bobby nodded rapidly, tears welling up in his eyes.

“Ease up a little sweet Pia, let him answer.” Sarah laughed. “And you really shouldn’t treat our prize bull like that. You could damage him.”

“I’ve been doing that since before we had hair anywhere. He loves it.” She looked over at him. “Stand up, Bobby.”

Bobby looked at her, and she just smiled at him. He slid out of the booth, standing at the edge of the table.

“Back up, they can’t see.” Pia said softly.

Bobby took two steps back, and they could see the thick log of his cock bulging out against his pants leg. There was also a wet spot near his cockhead that got larger as they watched. He looked over at Pia. She nodded, and he sat down again.

“Don’t think he’s submissive or anything like that.” She said. “He’s not. He just knows that I’ll hurt him if I don’t get what I want.”

“I have a question.” Marta said, looking at Pia. “Is Wilbur housebroken?”

* * * * *

Marta went to meet her broker to get the papers for the shops signed and to make sure the crews would be ready to start at noon. She asked Sarah to take the kids back to their house to get the rest of their things.

There were two police cars sitting in front of the house when they pulled up. They got out and one of the cops came over asking what they wanted. Sarah explained that the kids lived there, but that they had been staying with her for the last few days.

“It’s a good thing they were, maam.” The officer said, waving toward the house. “Something set the locals off last night. We thought it was a gang thing, but I know Bobby here, so we can rule that out. Maybe they got the address wrong, who knows now.”

The front of the house was riddled with bullet holes, and the front door was standing open. All the windows had been shot out as well.

They went inside and walked around. Every room had been torn apart, and the kids picked through the debris, sitting a few things to take with them in a pile by the door. When they were finished, Bobby loaded everything into a box and took it out to the car with Pia.

Sarah went over and spoke to the officers, giving them the name of her lawyer, and asking them to keep him advised if they made any progress on the case.

“I’m really sorry, Pia.” Bobby was saying as she got in the car. “We should have moved out of here a long time ago. It was stupid to stay here.”

“It’s okay, Bobby.” Pia told him as she laid her head on his shoulder. “I liked our little house. It was the neighborhood that scared me.”

“This isn’t a neighborhood, Pia, it’s a combat zone.” Sarah said as she looked at Bobby in the mirror. “And you’re damned lucky she didn’t get hurt, or killed down here Bobby. I think we’re all lucky that doing stupid shit has worked out for us recently, but we’re going to have to start thinking about what we do from now on.”

“What do you mean Momma Sarah?” Pia asked, leaning forward between the seats.

“Do you want to know how we ended up in your shop yesterday?” Sarah laughed as she pulled away from the curb. “I pulled into that shopping center to hide my car from the cops. Me and Marta were on the way home from lunch, and I was hot dogging it on the freeway. I do it all the time.”

She pulled into a parking lot and turned the car off, turning to look at them.

“Brad and I were doing the same thing the night we met Marta and her friends, Beth and Judy. We didn’t have any cops on our ass that time, but I was jilling off at one sixty in my Porsche, and Brad got so turned on we pulled into the Mega-Mart to fuck. Marta was in the van parked next to us.”

“You were gonna try to fuck in a Porsche?” Bobby laughed. “Good luck!”

“As luck would have it, we ended up in the back of Beth’s van, and I not only fucked my son for the first time that night, I fell in love with Marta.” Sarah said, smiling fondly at the memory.

“That’s so sweet!” Pia said. “Did you know right away, or when did you know?”

“We both knew the next morning when we woke up in each others arms.” Sarah said. “I had been with women before, that’s no big deal. I just never expected to fall head over heels for another woman.”

“Love sneaks up on you.” Bobby said, taking Pia’s hand. “I’ve been in love with Pia all my life. I don’t mean loving her, but being in love with her. I think we were born that way.”

“I know I was.” Pia giggled as she squeezed his hand. “I think it took you a little while, but you always were kinda slow.”

“But back to my original point.” Sarah said as she started the car and pulled into traffic. “There’s going to be alot of things we can trip over coming at us, and we need to think about what we’re doing, and be ready for them. Doing stupid shit because we feel like it, or don’t feel like doing anything about isn’t going to work anymore. That’s what I was trying to say.”

“I think if we watch out for each other, we should be okay.” Pia said. “We’ve been on our own since we were fourteen. Me and Bobby look out for each other, but having a mom again is nice. That’s how I think of you already.”

“In that case, do you mind if I run by my house?” Sarah asked. “I want to pick up a few things, Marta asked me to stay with her too, if you guys don’t mind, at least till we get things up and running. But I’d like you to meet Brad. I think you’ll like him.”

“He’s not big is he?” Bobby asked. “I don’t like big guys.”

“His dick is big.” Sarah giggled. “But the rest of him is average. I think he’s around five-nine now. But we’ll be there in a few minutes, and you can see for yourselves.”

Her little 911 and Beth’s van were in the garage, so she left the SUV in the driveway. They went into the house, and Sarah called for Brad.

“Hey Brad! Are you up yet, honey?” She said as she walked across the living room.

“In the kitchen, mom!” He yelled. “We’re making breakfast.”

“I brou...Oh! I didn’t realize...” She said when she saw him.

He was standing naked at the stove, stirring a pan of scrambled eggs. He turned and looked at her when she spoke.

“Shit mom! You need to tell a guy when you bring company home, fer crissake!” He sputtered. “Maybe a phone call?”

Beth waved from the table, making no attempt to hide herself. “Who’s the cutie, Sarah? He’s hot! So is she. Brad, check her out hon. Isn’t she hot?”

“He’s got a nice ass.” Pia giggled, leaning around Sarah to get a better look.

Bobby was looking at Beth, and put his hands in his pockets, pulling his pants tight as he stepped out from behind Sarah. Beth’s eyes got wide as she stared at his crotch.

“Brad honey, I want you to meet your new brother and sister.” Sarah said lightly, watching him closely for a reaction. “This is Pia, and this is Bobby. They’re going to be part of Marta’s and my family.”

“My new what?” He said slowly as he turned to face her.

She took Bobby and Pia’s hands and pulled them next to her. “I said, this is your new brother Bobby, and your new sister Pia. You’re still my beautiful baby boy, but I met them, fell head over heels for them, and I’m...we’re going to keep them.”

“I don’t think you can do that, mom. There’s laws and stuff, ya know?”

“We’re not going to adopt them, silly!” She laughed. “They’re both older than you are! But we want them to be part of the family, and I hope you’re okay with that.”

“Well, if you think they’re okay, it’s fine with me. You made a good choice with Marta. She’s almost as good a mom as you are.”

Pia ran over and threw her arms around him, rubbing her tiny titties into his chest.

“Oooooohhhh, you’re just like Momma Sarah described.” She stepped back and glance down. “Wow, you’re almost as big as Bobby!”

“Almost?” Beth choked, spitting orange juice across the table.

“Down girl.” Sarah laughed. “You too Pia. Quit trying to get him hard. We’ll get you both test drives later.”

“Can I do her too?” Pia asked, looking over at Beth. “She keeps looking at me, and it’s getting me hot.”

“Sorry, but we don’t have time right now.” Sarah laughed. “Brad, I need to get a few things together, I’m going to be staying at Marta’s for a while. Bobby and Pia run a chain of boutiques, and we’re going into business with them. We just thought it would be better If I stayed with her while we get everything set up.”

“I’d rather you stayed over there making out with her, but whatever floats your boat, mom.” Brad laughed as he came over and held his hand out to Bobby. “You’re older than me, huh? Kewl, it might be nice to have a big brother to hang around with.”

Sarah smiled and went to her bedroom, leaving the kids to talk.

Bobby grinned, taking his hand. “You don’t know how glad I am that you didn’t try to hug me, man.” He laughed.

“I’ll wait till I catch you naked for that.” Brad laughed. “Have you guys had breakfast? Ours is burning right now, so if you’ll excuse me...” He turned and took the pan off the stove, dumping the eggs in the trash.

“I’m not hungry anyway, baby.” Beth said, she looked over at Pia, waving her over to sit next to her. “I sucked him off three times already this morning. He shoots really big loads every time too! I may have to go on a diet if I’m not careful.”

“Oh, it’s all protein, so there’s not that many calories.” Pia giggled as she sat next to her. “And Bobby cums buckets too! Wait till he hoses you down a couple times. You won’t want to eat all day!”

“You two do it?” Brad asked, getting the orange juice from the fridge, then coming around to sit next to Beth.

“Since we were twelve.” Pia said, looking at Bobby proudly. “We took each others cherry. We didn’t want anyone else to do it.”

“Wow, I wish I still had family.” Beth said, looking at all of them. “It’s so hot, ya know? Brad doing his mom, you guys together, hell even Marta and Sarah. I wish I had someone to share something like that with.”

“You do Beth.” Sarah said as she came into the room and dropped two big bags on the table. “You’re as much a part of this family as I am, or Marta is. You’re responsible for helping get us together. And look what you’ve done for my Braddy!”

“Mommmmm! Do you have to do that?”

“I’m sorry, baby. Is Bethy the only one allowed to call you Braddy?”

“I think it’s cute!” Pia said, leaning around Beth to look at Brad’s cock. She looked at Beth and grinned. “You must have worn him out! He’s not getting hard, and you’re sitting there naked, and I’ve been flashing every chance I get!”

“It’s willpower. He’d be hard as a rock and have you bent over the table already if he didn’t know that his mom was in a hurry.” Beth laughed. “Believe me, I’m going to be late for work, and walking funny when I get there. He’s just waiting for you all to leave.”

“Beth!”

“Oooooohhhh, I’m jealous!” Pia giggled. She got up and went to stand next to Brad. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it lazily. “Will you come over to Momma Marta’s later, or maybe tomorrow? I’d really like you to welcome me to the family! You too Bethy, we can be each other’s sister if you want!”

“Tomorrow. We’ll do dinner and call it a party.” Sarah said. “Right now, we still have to go car shopping. I saw that piece of shit you were driving Bobby, and that just ain’t gonna cut it. I’m thinking Z3, or maybe a Camaro or Vette for you. Pia, you got any idea what kind of car you might like?”

“I want a Hummer! One of those big H2’s.” She said, letting go of Brad’s dick and running around the table to hug Sarah. “Do you mean it, Momma Sarah? Are you gonna get us a car?”

“I wasn’t expecting that, but yes, I meant it. As vice president of the company, you get a car.” Sarah laughed. “We’ll put them in the companies name for tax purposes, that way, we can...never mind, you don’t need to know all the details. But you get to drive it.”

“Can I call you Momma Sarah, and get a car too?” Beth asked.

“Yes, you can call me Momma Sarah, or just momma, and no, you can’t have a car.” Sarah laughed as she picked up her bags. “What you can do though, is go help Braddy get rid of that huge fucking hard-on Pia gave him.”

She grinned at Brad. “Call me later honey, I have something I need to talk to you about. We have a job you might be interested in. And I promise, you’ll really like this one!”

She looked at Bobby and Pia. “Come on you two. Let’s go get you some new rides.”

* * * * *

Marta was waiting for them when their caravan pulled up in front of the shop. Pia leapt out of her bright yellow Hummer as soon as it came to a stop and ran over to her.

“Look what Momma Sarah bought me, Momma Marta!” She said, taking her hand and pulling her over to the car. “Get in! It’s great! I can see over everything!”

“That’s great, baby. But how the hell do you get in this thing? Did it come with a ladder?” Marta laughed.

“That’s not funny! I can get in just fine!” Pia pouted as she went around to the drivers side. She climbed up into the seat as Marta slid into the passengers seat. “I wanted the base model, but Momma Sarah talked the guy down on this one, and she didn’t even fuck him!” She paused, then grinned. “Well, she fucked him, but you know what I mean.”

“This beast is loaded. It’s got every option they offer, except good gas mileage.” Sarah said as she leaned in the door. “We got it for two grand less than the base model she wanted, because its been sitting on the lot for almost a year. I got a discount on Bobby’s too, because we bought two, and paid cash.”

“What did he get?” Marta laughed

“I wanted him to get something hot, like a Z3 or a Camaro, but he wanted an Escalade. He said it would look better to his suppliers and the people he’s going to be dealing with.”

“That makes sense. It’s a responsible luxury car. It says, I made it, but I still have to live in the real world and carry shit just like everyone else.” Marta said. “I think it’s a good choice.”

She looked at Bobby as he walked over, and got out of the car. She led them to the door and opened it. “The first crew won’t be here till one, so we have time to go in and look around. We don’t have to stay, the foreman has keys, and knows what to do.”

“There’s already a door between the shops, so all they have to do is take down a panel on each side and do some finishing work.” She told them. “The fitting rooms are going to be here, along this inside wall on both sides. They’re going to be soundproofed, but I bet we’ll still get some that want to use the store room for that complete slut feeling, so we’ll have to keep that pallet of clothes back there.”

“So do they think they’ll be able to get it all done by Monday?” Sarah asked as she looked around. “We’re talking about four fitting rooms on each side, and we still have to furnish them, then put up displays. There’s a lot to do in just two days.”

“I’ve been thinking about that.” Bobby said as he came out of the back room. “I’m going to close the shop for a week, that way, we can take our time and do it right. And I’d like to send out invitations to the women that were in yesterday, or at least the ones we want to have come back. I think if we sent them a personalized invitation, maybe a phone call, or we could do both, it would make an impression.”

“I’m glad you’re thinking that way.” Marta said. “It was going to be triple time for Sunday, and I’m just not going to pay that. I agree about the invitations too. I don’t know about cold calls, they turn me off, and I usually hang up.”

“We should send the invitations by overnight mail or messenger.” Sarah added. “If we send them snail mail, most of them will get thrown away. We call that first woman, what was her name, Martin? You make that call Marta, you hit it off with her. Bobby, Robert needs to call his special customers, to thank them for the memory, or some bullshit like that. We can work that out later.”

Marta looked over at Pia, noticing that she was staring out the window, looking bored.

“What’s the matter Sweet Pia, aren’t you interested in getting the shops ready?” She asked her.

“Well there’s not a lot we can do right now.” Pia said, not turning around. “We have to wait for those guys to do stuff, and then wait for someone else to do something. There’s nothing for us to do today!”

“Is there something else you’d rather be doing, baby?” Marta grinned.

Pia spun around, holding her hands in front of her, looking at the floor. “Well...”

“Uh oh, I know that look.” Sarah muttered.

“We could...I don’t know. Maybe...I’d like to, um...”

“You want to go fuck? Is that what you’re trying to say?” Marta laughed. “Let me guess. Braddy?”

“Well duh! I wanna see if my new baby brother would like, maybe want to break in my new car with me. Or maybe Bethy? Unless Bobby wanted her to do him. His I mean!”

“She’s got a point.” Sarah said as she sauntered sexily over to Marta. She put her hands on her hips and pulled her to her, rubbing her pussy into her leg. “We don’t have a new car or anything to break in, but we could, I don’t know, maybe go buy a new toy or something? I’ll take any excuse I can get to get your ass naked right now!”

“Mmmmmmm, that does sound like a lot more fun than waiting around here all day, doesn’t it?” Marta laughed, putting her hands on Sarah’s ass, pulling her closer as she ground her leg into her crotch. “A new toy huh? Can I pick it? Or maybe we should get a couple, pick our own, then go home and try them out?”

“That sounds like fun, baby. Pia, I’ll call...Pia? Shit! where did she go?” Sarah laughed.

“She took off as soon as you didn’t say no.” Bobby said as he opened the door. “I think I’m gonna go see if Beth would be interested...you know...”

“Go!” Marta laughed. “But make sure you cum in her! And put a blanket or something down, you don’t want to get jizz all over that new car!”

* * * * *

“Oh god! fuck me Braddy!” Beth moaned, her voice carrying though the house. “Oh fuck! I love your big fucking cock, baby! Nobody fucks me as good as you! Oh shit! Promise me you’ll never stop wanting to fuck me!”

Pia giggled as she walked in the house. Beth had been right, Brad was fucking her, and from the sound of it, was really giving it to her good.

Wriggling out of her tight jeans, she kicked her shoes off and pulled her shirt off over her head as she followed the noises down the hall. The door to Brad’s room was open, and she could hear the bed springs protesting as the young couple fucked. Creeping down the hall, she giggled as she saw Beth sitting on Brad’s cock, humping up and down as she moaned happily.

“Oh shit, Brad! you’ve got the best cock I’ve ever had in me sweetie!” She moaned as she laid out on him, planting sloppy wet kisses all over his face. Her ass jerked up and down, and his cock made loud slurping sounds as it plowed in and out of her cream filled cunt chute. Beth raised up, grinding her spasming cunt down on him faster. “Oh shit, Braddy! You’re making me cum again! Can you feel it? Can you feel my hot little pussy sucking that fat fucking cock, baby?”

Brad just grunted, pulling her down onto his cock harder as he started slamming it up into her, fucking her with long, tip to root lunges. He felt his balls twitch, then contract, and he knew he was going to cum soon.

Pia moved over to the bed, climbing up on it, then sliding up behind them. She straddled Brad’s leg, mashing her juicy little pussy down on his hairy thigh as she pressed her tits into Beth’s back, reaching around, cupping Beth’s in her hands.

“God, you are so fucking hot! Do you know that?” She whispered as she squeezed Beth’s firm round tits in her hands. She pinched the stiff nipples, licking at the soft shell of her ear. “I can’t wait to fuck you.” She panted. “But I need a favor first.”

“Oh shit!” Beth squealed. “Where did you come from?”

“Don’t let him cum! Please, Bethy?” Pia moaned. “I think Bobby is on his way, we can call him if you want, so he can come fuck you, but I really want to try Braddy’s big dick. Please? I’d do it for you! Please Bethy?

Beth jerked as Brad fucked her hard and fast, staring at Pia, then smiling at her. “Sit on his face! He’s thinking about fucking you right now anyway. Aren’t you, baby?” She giggled as she humped down on him, then stopped moving. Brad kept fucking her frantically, pulling and jerking on her to get her moving again.

“Huh?” Brad grunted, opening his eyes.

Pia scrambled across the bed, throwing her leg over his head. She spread her hairless pussylips with her fingers as she settled her drooling cunt slit over his face. She grinned at Beth as he gasped, then started licking her eagerly, his tongue lashing and laving all around in her cream soak pussy.

“Oh yeah! That’s it, Braddy! Eat Pia’s juicy pussy baby.” She panted, grinding her cunt down onto his face. “I couldn’t wait, Braddy! I’ve got to have your huge fucking cock. Will you fuck me, please? Beth says it’s okay! Do you want to fuck me, Braddy?”

Brad grunted and threw her off his face, looking up at Beth as she lifted off him, his cock slurping wetly out of her tight twat.

“Fuck her, baby! God, she is so hot, isn’t she?” She panted. She pushed him aside as she dove between Pia’s legs, plastering her mouth to her clean shaved little pussy. “Mmmmmmm, mmmmppplllhhhh! So good! Oh fuck, her little cunt tastes so fucking good.” She said as she moved out of the way, grabbing Brad’s cock and tugging him over between her legs.

“Wait!” Pia giggled, putting her hands over her pussy. “We have to do it in my car! I just got it, and it’s bad luck if you don’t break it in right!”

Brad laughed, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder as he slid off the bed. He smacked her cute little bottom as he looked over at Beth.” You coming, babe? I bet she can handle both of us. Come on, let’s break that car in right!”

Beth scrambled off the bed and ran down the hall behind them. “You bet’cher ass I’m coming! I wouldn’t miss this for...” She stopped when she saw Bobby standing in the living room. “Well, come to think of it...” She said as she went over, dropping to her knees in front of him. “Maybe you should help Pia by yourself, baby. I think Bobby here has something he needs me to help him with. Or at least I hope he does.”

Bobby high fived Brad as he went by, then grinned as he looked down, watching Beth open his pants and jerk them down his legs. His huge, stone hard cock sprang up, angling up at the ceiling.

“Fuck me!” Beth gasped, staring at his huge horsecock.

“You read my mind!” Bobby laughed, reaching down and pulling her to her feet as he pulled his pants back up. “Come on, I thought we’d take a ride in my new car.” He took her hand, pulling her out the door behind him.

“Hey! I’m butt naked in case you didn’t notice!” She squealed.

“Just the way I want you!” Bobby laughed as he opened the back door of the Escalade, pushing her inside. He scrambled in behind her, kicking his pants off over his feet as he pulled the door shut behind him.

* * * * *

“Oh fuck! Eat my pussy, Braddy! Oh shit! Your tongue feels so good!” Pia gasped as she held his head between her legs. “Oh my god! You eat pussy better lots than you mom does! Fuck, you do it better than Marta!”

“TMI, sis...way, and I mean way, too much information.” He chuckled as he crawled up over her, pushing her legs wider apart. Wrapping his fist around the root of his cock, he rubbed the fat, jizz dripping knob up and down over her pretty pink pussylips, then fit the swollen head into the tight hole of her cunt, and pushed forward slowly.

“Oh yeah! Fuck me Braddy!” She moaned, wrapping her legs around him, hooking her heels under his ass and pulling him into her. Half his thick cockshaft slid into her creaming cunt channel before she relaxed her grip on his ass, then started humping up at him. “Oh god! That’s so good! Your cock is fatter than Bobby’s is, and it feels so good in my pussy!”

“Jezzus!” Brad grunted as her hot, wet little cunt squeezed and sucked on his throbbing cock meat. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her, bracing one leg on the floor, the other on the seat, and started shuttling her up and down over the length of his pulsing prickstalk.

“Oh shit! I like that, Braddy! Fuck me harder, stick that fat fucking cock in my hot little cunt and fuck me hard.” Pia panted, throwing her arms around his neck as she writhed and jerked under him. “Oh god, you have to show Bobby this trick!”

Bobby pushed the passenger seat flat and bent Beth over it, standing behind her as he pushed his long fat cock into the gaping gash of her cunt. Beth gasped as ten inches of rock hard prick meat plowed into her pussy, then groaned as it withdrew. She pushed her ass back at him, grunting when Bobby rammed it right back in. His fat cockhead beat a frantic tattoo on her cervix as he started pumping his cock in and out in long fast strokes, his balls smacking into her crotch in every stroke.

“Holy shit!” Beth gasped, looking back over her shoulder at him. “Where did you learn to fuck? Oh my god! You handle that thing like...like...Oh shiiiiitttttt!”

Bobby reached around her and started rubbing her clit as he pounded his cock into her juice dripping cunt channel as fast as he could. Beth wiggled her ass, pushing back at him, then pushed his hand away as she moved her own hand onto her clit, strumming it roughly. She shivered as the first delicious stirrings of cumming crept over her, then burst through her like a tidal wave, taking her breath away.

The mailman pulled up to the curb and pulled the door on the mailbox open. He was about to put the mail inside when he noticed both cars in the driveway rocking and swaying wildly. He watched for a moment, then grinned as he heard a muffled wail. Putting the mail in the box, he beeped his horn, and drove slowly up to the next house.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeee!” Pia screeched, raking her fingernails across Brad’s back as she dug her heels into his ass. “I love your big fucking cock, Braddy! Oh shit, fuck me harder! Oh god! I’m cumming already! I do...don’t fuc...fucking believe...Oh Brad! Oh god...Nnnnnggggghhhhhhggg!”

She stiffened under him, and her spasming pussy quivered around his piledriving prick meat. The juice slickened inner walls of her cunt chute rippled and fluttered over his cockshaft, and Brad jerked, driving his cock deep into her wetly sucking pussy as he felt his balls explode.

His cum load rocketed up the length of his cockshaft, erupting from his piss slit in volcanic volleys of molten jizz. Pia screamed as the steaming spunk spewed from his winking piss hole, spraying out in thick, heavy wads again and again. Pia clung to him as his cock kept firing jet after jet of jizz into her cumming cunt hole, moaning and writhing as she fucked back at him frantically.

Brad collapsed on top of her, but Pia kept humping and jerking under him, digging her heels into his ass, urging him to keep fucking her. “Don’t stop! Oh fuck, wha...why...Brad! Why di...did...no! You have to keep fucking me! Move Braddy! Please? I want it! Fuck meeeee!”

Bobby held onto Beth’s hips as he pounded his cock into her creaming cunt hole as hard as he could. Beth wailed almost nonstop, her pussy clasping and clenching around his cock as he slammed it balls deep into her cunt as hard as he could. She was cumming in a mind numbing series of orgasms that seemed to go on and on and on. It felt like one was just beginning to ebb as the next surged through her, and she lay limply over the seat, her ass arched up at his plunging prickshaft.

She gasped as he drove his cock into her cumming cunt hole, holding it buried in her as he started shooting off, spewing hot spunk into her spasming pussy. Beth ground her ass back at him, her eyes rolling up in her head as he flooded his abused cunt hole with his creamy cum. Whimpering and crying from the sensations beating at her, she kept fucking back at him mindlessly.

Bobby fell across her back, gasping in great gulps of air as he finally stopped his furious fucking, letting his cock just fill her pulsing pussy, jerking as he felt it milking and massaging his stiff hard cock.

“This is the police! Come out of the car with your hands up!” Marta yelled as she banged her hands on the roof of both cars, then stepped back as the doors flew open and all four naked kids scrambled out, trying to cover themselves.

“That was mean!” Sarah laughed as she came up behind her. “I wish I had thought of it!”

She looked in the back of the Escalade, shaking her head when she saw the back of the seat and carpet covered with thick strings of jism. She stuck her head in the Hummer, pulling it right back out, waving her hand in front of her face.

“Okay, in the house, all of you!” She barked. “Get some clothes on, then get your asses back out here and clean these fucking cars out. Jezzus! I can’t fucking believe this!” She stopped Marta as she headed over, taking her arm and leading her into the house.

“Pia, did you have to squirt on the fucking seat? Or were you just that wet? You soaked that fucking seat, baby! It’s a cloth seat for god’s sake! What were you thinking?” She went on berating them as they scrambled into their clothes and got cleaning supplies from the kitchen.

She turned to Marta as they ran out the door. “Too much? I was going for irate, but I think I crossed the border into insane a couple times.”

“Sounded good to me. They made that big a mess, huh? Good.” Marta laughed, putting her arms around her and pulling her close. She ground her crotch against Sarah’s as she gave her a smoldering look. “So you wanna go make out? I wanna try out those new toys! That one strap-on has ‘Marta’s gonna fuck Sarah into next week’, written all over it!”

“That must be some mighty fine print, girlfriend!” Sarah purred as she kissed her. “But let’s go over to your house. All my other toys are over there, and it’s gonna take them at least an hour to clean up those cars. If we stay here, I won’t be able to keep my mind on what I’m doing...and I want to give you my complete attention.”

“So do I! Let’s get out of here.” Marta said, taking her hand as they went out the door.

“Dinner is at six at my place.” She said as they went by the kids. “We’re grilling steaks, so try to be on time. And Beth, would you call Judy and ask her to come too? We can throw some work her way. Hopefully, she won’t tell her mom she’s making some extra money.”

* * * * *

“This is my favorite time.” Marta purred as Sarah ran the sponge glove slowly over her stomach. She leaned back into her, wriggling her shoulders, giggling as her stiff nipples scraped across her back. “I like it best when it’s just you and me. How did we pick up so much baggage so fast?”

“I like this too, just being alone with you.” Sarah said as she brought the soft glove up, running it along the underside of Marta’s breast, then brushing the rough scrub pad gently over her nipples. “And they’re not baggage, they’re fun. Tell me you haven’t been having a good time.”

“Ooooohhhh! That feels nice. Do that again, baby.” Marta panted. “Oh, I’ve been having a good time, I just want it to be with you is all.”

“I know what you really want right now. You want to play cops and robbers, don’t you?” Sarah whispered as she pinched one stiff nipple between her fingers.

“Oh god! Can we?” Marta giggled, turning her head to look at her. “I love that game! You’re so butch when you do that!”

“Up against the wall! Spread ‘em, bitch.” Sarah grunted, turning Marta under the showerhead, then pushing her toward the shower wall. She adjusted the sponge glove, pumping soap on it, then stepped up close behind her. “I said spread ‘em, you fucking cunt! Now do it.” She whispered huskily as she straddled her leg, grinding her own pussy mound against her leg.

Marta leaned forward, pressing her hands against the wall over her head, working her feet back, and spreading them wide. She trembled as she anticipated Sarah’s touch, her mind awhirl as she imagined what she was going to do to her his time.

She moaned as she slid her feet back, spreading them even wider. She moaned again as Sarah slid the soapy sponge glove over her tits, then dragged it slowly down over her tummy, stopping as she reached the close cropped vee of her pubes. She ran the glove up and down over the soft hairs, then slid it down quickly, brushing it over the clean shaved lips of her pussy, withdrawing it just as quickly.

“You want to cum, don’t you?” Sarah whispered, leaning in close to her ear. Her hand ran down across Marta’s stomach, dipped into the curly hairs of her pubes, then drew back, making her gasp. “You don’t want to wait till we get in bed. You want me to make you cum now.”

“Oh, you bitch!” Marta panted. “You know what you do to me. Please, just get me off. I need it Sarah. Please?” She begged, her head hanging down, her legs beginning to shake.

“I know, and I like seeing you like this.” She whispered huskily in her ear. “You like this better than when I play with your G-spot and make you squirt, or eat you out. That’s just a cum. But when we do this, everything is clicking, you’re cruisin’ on the edge of cumming, and your whole body just sings when I touch you.” Her hand dipped down, the rough scrub pad brushing across the fleshy lips of her pussy, making her whimper.

Her other hand was stroking across her nipples, her fingers pinching them lightly. “Here it comes, Marta. Are you ready? I’m going to make you cum now.” Sarah whispered.

“Noooooo.” Marta whimpered, humping back at her. “Please.”

“No what, baby?” Sarah whispered as she moved the glove back up over her stomach, running it over the heaving mounds of her tits again.

“Please...do...don’t t...tease me.” She said softly.

“Ohhhhhh, I wouldn’t do that to you, Marta. I love you.” Sarah whispered. “I promise. I won’t tease you.”

She smiled as she felt her sigh with relief.

“I’m going to torture you.”

She let the mitt drop off her hand, and her soapy fingers slipped between the fleshy lips of her pussy, seeking out her clit. She strummed it lightly, then pinched it gently between her fingers as she ground herself against her ass, letting her feel the heat of her own desire against her.

Marta was trembling violently, her legs shaking visibly as Sarah caressed her. She was gasping for air, shaking her head as she whimpered pitifully.

“You’re almost ready, Marta. I can feel it, you’re almost there.” Sarah said as she started rubbing her clit with firmer strokes. “Let it happen, don’t fight it, you know you want it. Come on, cum for me” She ground her fingertips against the stiff bud of her clit, moving them in slow circles, pressing harder as she slid them across the tender nubbin.

Marta stiffened as her soapy fingers plunged deeper between her legs and slipped between the swollen lips of her pussy. She grunted, her knees bending as Sarah ground her fingers harder over her clit, mashing the stiff nubbin roughly into her body.

Marta’s legs started shaking as she started cumming again, and Sarah held her tightly. Her fingers ground mercilessly over Marta’s clit, then slid off, catching it between her fingers. “Do you like this, Marta?” She asked as she pinched her clit between her fingers, tugging on it, almost as if she was jerking on a tiny cock.

Marta grunted, and her head bobbed up and down as she bent her knees more, opening her crotch completely to her fingers.

“NNNgggghhhhngggnnn.” Marta grunted, then gasped, tears bursting from her eyes and streaming down her cheeks. “Ohhhhh...I...nugh...Sarah...Nnngggghhhhnnnn!”

She started to collapse, but Sarah held her up, her fingers not stopping their steady movement across her clit. Sarah slowed her pace, replacing her fingertips with the length of her fingers, massaging them up and down, running them slowly over her throbbing clit bud as she let Marta ease down from the peak.

“Can you stay up if I let you go?” Sarah asked softly.

Marta nodded, and Sarah moved her hand around, sliding it up and down the crack of her ass, then pressed a soapy finger against the tight, wrinkled ring of her asshole. Marta grunted, pushing her ass back as Sarah started fucking her finger up her asshole slowly, moving her fingers back over her clit, strumming them up and down over the tender nubbin.

“Are we having fun yet?” Sarah grunted into her ear as she humped her pussy up and down on her leg.

“Oh god, yes!” Marta, moaned. “Whatever you do, don’t stop!”

“Oh, I not done with you...not by a long shot!” Sarah laughed evilly. “Cum. I want to feel your asshole cum on my fingers.”

She let her finger slide slowly from Marta’s ass, and added another one, pressing them both against the tight hole, twisting them back and forth slowly, forcing them up inside her slowly. Marta rose up on her toes, then relaxed, settling back onto her feet. She was gasping for breath, her whole body shaking as she came over and over under Sarah’s skilled fingers.

She kept pressing her fingers deeper into Marta’s ass, and her fingers worked faster on her clit. She could feel that she was near the breaking point, her legs were shaking, and she kept inching closer to the wall. Sarah helped her, pushing her feet toward the wall as her hands worked her over. She was finally pressed flat against the cool tiles, Sarah’s arm trapped between her body and the wall. She pressed against her, holding her up as Marta threw her head back, shaking it from side to side, a long, loud moan coming from her mouth.

Marta slumped against her, and Sarah slipped her hand from between her legs, holding her around the waist as she eased her fingers from her ass. She held her hand over under the spray, rinsing it off, them put both arms around her, and moved her over under the spray.

She soaped up her hands and turned her around, running them gently up and down between the cheeks of her ass, then smeared soap all over both firm, round cheeks. She rinsed her off, then washed her hands again as Marta leaned against her.

“Let me wash you. Breathe, that’s right, breathe. Relax. That was a good one, wasn’t it.” Sarah said as she ran her hand over her tummy, then up under each arm. “I’m going to stand you up, can you stay up, or do I need to hold you?” Her hand dipped between Marta’s legs, making her moan softly.

“Nnnuuh.”

Sarah drew her hand slowly from between her legs, bring it up across her stomach. She turned them, using her feet to guide her over under the spray. She held her up, rinsing her off, then turning her around, and rinsing her back.

“Come on.” She said, pulling her from the shower. She led her out of the bathroom, stopping when Marta stumbled. She turned and held her up, guiding her over to the bed. She sat her on the edge of the bed, smiling down at her.

“Thanks.” Marta smiled. “I really needed that. And it was sooooooo good!” She fell back on the bed, throwing her arms out as she started laughing.

“I’m glad you liked it.” Sarah said softly as she knelt by the side of the bed. She pushed Marta’s legs apart, lifting her knees and spreading them wide apart.

Sarah pulled Marta down in front of her as she knelt down, resting her legs on her own shoulders. She pressed her mouth to the juice slick slit and lashed it all around, darting it up into her leaking cunt hole, then slapping her clit lazily.

Marta moaned, her head moving from side to side, then her eyes flew open and her head came up as Sarah drew her head back and slipped three fingers slowly into her spread cunt slit.

“Oh God! Wh...what are...Ohhhhhh! It’s...Oh fuck! That’s so good, Sarah!”

Marta moaned pitifully as Sarah plastered her mouth to her sticky cunt mound and started licking and sucking hungrily, lapping up her creamy cunt butter, then spreading her puffy pussylips and sluicing her tongue up and down lazily. She spread the lips of her pussy wider, centering her mouth over the juice dripping hole, locking her lips around it, and driving her tongue inside as she sucked eagerly at the dripping opening.

Marta put her hands on the back of her head as her hips started moving, humping in slow movements up at her face. Sarah pushed her legs higher, opening them wider. She fucked her tongue rapidly in and out, making loud snuffling noises as she panted through her nose. Marta was moaning nonstop, her hands pressing her face harder into her juicing pussy.

Sarah ate her eagerly, moaning happily as the rich, spicy girl cum spilled into her mouth. She kept eating her, and pressed her nose into her clit, scrubbing her face back and forth over the rigid nubbin. Marta jerked, and her pussy spat a small spurt of juice into her mouth. She smiled, pulling back slightly, then puckered her lips and pressed them against Marta’s clit. Sarah smiled as she blew a long, loud raspberry right onto her clit, the fluttery vibrations making Marta jerk and heave under her mouth.

“Nnnngggggghhhhnnnnn!” Marta grunted, then writhed on the bed. Sarah slid her legs off her shoulders and stood up, leaning down and resting her hands on either side of her.

“Time to move, sweetie” Sarah sighed as she climbed up on the bed and pulled her up higher onto it. Marta wriggled and squirmed, trying to help, but her body was overwhelmed by what Sarah was doing to her. She prayed that she didn’t stop.

“More?” She mumbled as Sarah rolled her over on her tummy.

“Oh, you can bet yer sweet bottom there’s more.” Sarah panted in her ear as she lifted her hips and pushed two pillows under her. “There ya go!” She said as got up on her knees behind her, pressing her lips to each pale white asscheek in a wet, sucking kiss.

Forcing her legs wider apart, she spread the lips of Marta’s pussy and jammed her tongue up inside, darting it in and out, then moving her hands up, cupping the cheeks of her ass, spreading them apart with her fingers.

Marta groaned as Sarah’s tongue stabbed at the wrinkled rosette of her asshole, swabbing the nimble labia all around over it. Sarah moaned into her fragrant ass crack, surprised that she liked the musky taste of her asshole. Darting her tongue against the tight ring of muscle, she felt it slip through, making Marta push her ass back against her face harder, bending her knees as she ground her ass in slow circles.

Sarah reached up and took her hands, bringing them back, putting them on her ass.

“Hold ‘em open.” she grunted, then mashed her face back into her ass crack and started fucking her tongue harder into her asshole.

Marta spread her asscheeks, holding them open as Sarah rimmed her eagerly. She purred as she felt Sarah’s fingers wriggling up between her pussylips, then stroking up inside. She closed her eyes and shivered as she started rubbing her G-spot again, making her legs start to feel rubbery.

“Sarah...I...I ca...” She said.

“Shut up. I’m kissing you.” Sarah said into her ass, her tongue driving roughly up into her asshole.

Marta shuddered, and a thick stream of pussy juice erupted from her as Sarah ground her fingers onto her tender G-spot. Sarah pulled back, plastering her mouth to her dripping pussy, sucking and licking frantically, her tongue lashing and laving madly as she stabbed it up inside her. Marta screamed, a long, full throated shriek then seemed to go on forever, then collapsed on the pile of pillows.

“Oh no ya don’t.” Sarah said as she lifted her, pushing her over onto her back.

Sarah lifted her chin, tilting her face over toward her, grinning when she saw that Marta’s eyes were glassy, and she was having trouble focusing. She slid up next to her, then threw her leg over her, straddling her face.

“Time to eat Sarah’s pussy, baby.” She purred spreading her legs and bending her knees as she pulled Marta’s face against her pussy.

“Eat me.” She said softly. “Make me cum, Marta.”

Marta moaned into her sopping wet cunt slit and started eating her hungrily. Her hands came around and cupped the cheeks of Sarah’s ass, pulling her tighter to her. Her tongue lashed out, darting up into her, lapping and licking up the creamy girl cum as it poured out of her pussy.

She moved one hand around and stiffened three fingers, easing them into Sarah’s dripping pussy alongside her tongue. When she had them firmly seated, she moved her mouth up and locked her lips around her clit. She started pumping her fingers in and out, sucking eagerly on her clit as Sarah ground her pussy down onto her face.

“Oh yeah! That’s it. that’s what mama likes.” Sarah grunted as she humped on top of her. “Fuck me, Marta. Hard! Oh god, he...here it comes...Oh shit! I....Cummmmmmiiinnngggg!” She screamed, her legs shaking madly as she mashed her clit against Marta’s mouth. She shuddered and jerked as Marta fucked her fingers in and out of her spasming cunt chute as fast as she could, nipping at her clit with her teeth at the same time.

“Enough!” Sarah shouted, pushing her away, and falling back onto the bed, but getting quickly back up onto her knees. Her head hung down as she panted for breath, then came up, a sly smile creasing her lips.

“Almost done.” she said as she moved to the side of the bed and got slowly to her feet. She came over and held out her hand to Marta, helping her up. “There’s one more thing I want to do.”

She sat on the edge of the bed, patting her lap lightly as she looked up at Marta. When Marta just looked at her, she grabbed her hand and pulled her down across her legs. She rested one hand on her back, and ran the other slowly over the soft, smooth skin of her ass.

“No, Sarah. Please do...” Marta’s eyes went wide as Sarah brought her hand down on one cheek. She tried to move, to get up, but Sarah had a leg hooked over hers, and her hand was pressing down on her back as she brought her hand down again and again, alternating cheeks as she spanked her.

She stopped after ten smacks, and rubbed her ass gently, soothing the tender flesh. Marta’s asscheeks were bright pink as Sarah caressed them. She looked down at Marta.

“Ready?” She asked

“Please...”

“Well, since you’re asking do nicely.” Sarah said as she brought her hand down again, harder this time. She waited a few seconds, then brought her hand down on the other cheek. Another pause, then she moved to the other cheek. She continued like that for seven more strokes.

She stopped after ten strokes again, rubbing Marta’s bright red bottom gently. After a moment, she moved her leg and lifted her arm away.

“Stand up.”

Marta climbed off her lap and stood in front of her, her head down.

“Turn around.”

Marta looked at her for a moment, but turned quickly when Sarah lifted an eyebrow.

Sarah put her hands on her waist and slid them slowly down over her hips, then pulled her closer as she leaned forward.

“I love you.” She whispered as she pressed her lips to one rosy red cheek. Then, “I love you.” As she kissed its twin.

“Get up on the bed.” She said, pushing her away.

Marta scrambled up on the bed and stretched out on her back, wincing as her tender bottom touched the cool sheets.

Crawling up over her slowly, Sarah smiled down into Marta lust stunned eyes. “Do you love me?” She asked, running her tongue lightly across her lower lip.

Marta nodded, not taking her eyes from Sarah’s.

Sarah kissed her roughly, her lips grinding over Marta’s as her tongue snaked between her lips and slithered into her mouth. Marta moaned, her tongue lashing back at it, then pulling back as she started sucking on it gently.

Sarah pulled back, staring into her eyes. “Do you love me?” She asked again.

Marta nodded again, and Sarah kissed her again, her leg sliding up between Marta’s, her thigh grinding into her abused pussy mound, making her whimper. Warm liquid dripped down her leg as she drew it back. She raised her head, staring into Marta’s eyes again.

“Yes! I love you!” Marta said as Sarah opened her mouth. “Oh god! I love you so much, Sarah!” She said as she pulled her down onto her, hugging her tightly.

“I know baby, I know.” Sarah said softly. “I love you too.” She looked at Marta as she raised up over her. “So, I guess you’re going to want to be the robber next time too?”

Marta’s eyes glowed, and a small smile crept across her face.

“Yes.” She said.

* * * * *

“Hi, you’re pretty!” Pia said as she opened the front door, smiling at Judy. “I’m Pia. Are you here for dinner?”

“Yeah, I’m Judy. Beth called and said that Marta wanted me to come over.” she said. “She said that Marta had a little cutie living with her, but she didn’t say you were hot too!”

“You’re so sweet!” Pia said, taking Judy’s hand and leading her into the house. “It’s nice to meet someone my size for a change. Besides Bobby, everyone else is so much bigger than I am!”

“I know, I’m five three, so it must really be hard on you.” Judy said, looking her over.

Pia was wearing a plaid micro skirt that barely covered her ass, and a tight white tanktop that showed off her small round tits. Pia smiled as she stopped at the stairs, turning to look at her.

“Everyone is out on the patio, but it’ll be a few minutes before dinner is ready. Do you wanna go see my room?” Pia asked, running her fingers over the back of Judy’s hand lightly. “I think I have a skirt and a top that would fit you. I’d really like to get you out of those jeans.” She giggled, then added. “Just so you’d be more comfortable, ya know?”

Judy laughed, surprised but pleased by the obvious come on. “I’d love to see your room, and getting out of these jeans would be great. I think I need a shower too, I’ve been working outside all day.”

“Come on.” Pia said, going up several stairs, then bending over at the waist to pick up Wilbur, who was meowing at her. Judy smiled when she saw that the smaller girl wasn’t wearing panties, and she felt a flutter in her pussy as she stared at the puffy lips of Pia’s pussy pooching out under her tight little asscheeks. Pia looked back at her, smiling when she saw Judy staring at her. “Let’s find you something to wear so the boys will...”

“Oh...I don’t...I really don’t like boys all that much.” Judy said quietly as she followed Pia up the stairs, her eyes locked on her ass as it moved under her short skirt.

“Really?” Pia asked, stopping at the top of the stairs, turning to face her. “Do you like girls?” The fingers of one hand toyed with the hem of her short skirt as she moved her hips from side to side, looking down at Judy.

Judy nodded, looking up at the top of the vee Pia’s legs made. The hem of her skirt just covered her pussy, and Judy licked her lips as Pia raised it slowly.

“Do you really think I’m hot?” Pia asked, pushing her hips forward, lifting the front of her skirt so just a hint of her hairless pussy mound peeked out.

Judy nodded again, moving up another step, her face inches from her barely concealed crotch. She looked up at Pia’s face as she lowered her skirt, a questioning look on her face.

“You were staring at my ass the whole way up the stairs.” Pia said slowly. “Do you want to see my pussy now, Judy? I think you do.”

Judy’s mouth was watering so heavily that she had to swallow several times. She nodded again, not trusting herself to speak as she looked up at her.

“Good!” Pia laughed, turning and running down the hall. “You can see it in the shower. Come on!”

Judy laughed, pulling off her T-shirt as she ran down the hall after her.

Pia already had the shower running as Judy ran into the bathroom. “Hurry up!” She giggled as she opened the button on Judy’s jeans, jerking the zipper down. She pushed her tight jeans down over her hips, laughing when she saw the little landing strip bush over Judy’s pussy mound. “I really like that little bush! It’s so cute!”

“I just did it last night.” Judy said as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her jeans down, kicking her legs, trying to get them off. “I had let it go for a few weeks. I still shaved around my pussy, but wanted to see what a bigger bush looked like.”

“You didn’t like it, huh?” Pia asked her, squeezing her small round tits in her hands. “I like your titties! I really like small boobies like ours, they’re alot more fun to play with!”

“I like yours too.” Judy laughed as she kicked her jeans off and put her arms around her. “Let’s get in the shower, I stink something awful!”

“I like it. You have a soft earthy scent.” Pia said as she stepped back, pulling her tanktop over her head, then shimmying her skirt down over her hips. She pulled Judy toward the shower, but Judy stopped her, moving them toward the mirror instead.

“Wow.” Judy breathed as she stared at their reflection. “I thought I was the only girl that looked like she just started puberty. Beth said that you were twenty something, but shaved like that, you could pass for twelve, easy!”

“Well, you don’t look much more than fourteen yourself.” Pia giggled. “And looking younger than I am helps me attract the kind of men I like. Women too, but I like the daddies. It gets me hot knowing that they’re fantasizing about fucking their daughters when they fuck me.”

“Oh shit!” Judy groaned. “Let’s get cleaned up. I don’t think I can wait much longer to eat that pretty little pussy!”

Pia leaned against the counter and spread her legs, smiling at her. “You don’t have to wait if you don’t want to, Judy.” Pia said softly.

“Hop up on the counter.” Judy told her as she dropped to her knees in front of her. “It’ll be easier to eat you that way.” She grinned.

Pia turned the trash can over and stepped up onto it, then shimmied up onto the counter. leaning back on her elbows, she brought her feet up, spreading her legs wide, her ass perched on the edge.

“Oh my god!” Judy purred. “That is such a pretty little pussy!” Spreading the puffy pink lips with her thumbs, she moved her face closer, inhaling the delightful scent of the other girls cunt slit. Her mouth watered as she pressed her lips gently to the hairless mound of Pia’s pussy, her tongue slipping out and brushing lightly up the cream coated cleft.

“Oooooohhh! That feels good, Judy!” Pia moaned, her hand coming down to rest on the back of her head. “Stick your tongue in me, Judy. Lick it for me!”

“Pia? Are you up here, baby?” They heard Marta call from the hallway. Soft footsteps got closer, then went by the door. A few moments later, the door opened and Marta stepped in, grinning when she saw what was going on.

“I thought I heard the doorbell.” She laughed as she leaned against the wall. She smiled down at Judy. “I see you’ve met Pia, our resident nymphette. She didn’t waste any time, did she?”

Judy blushed, backing away from Pia and getting to her feet. “I’m sorry Marta. She wanted to show me her room, and I asked if I could take a shower, and the next thi...”

“It’s okay, sweetie!” Marta laughed, stepping over and hugging her. “I think you’d be more comfortable in a bed, but if you want to do it in here, knock yourself out.” She moved over to the door and looked back at them. “Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes, so if you’re going to fool around, you better hurry.”

“Oh shit, then I need to get cleaned up!” Judy gasped, moving over to the shower. She looked back at Pia and grinned. “Can we save this, kinda like dessert?”

“That’ll be fun!” Pia laughed. “You go ahead and get in the shower, and I’ll go get you some clothes. My room is across the hall, two doors down, just come over when you’re done.”

(in progress – more to cum)