Tales Of Lustville05

Scene Five

Tracy, Kyle, Lois & Phil Part One

Her mouth hanging open in disbelief from what she was hearing, Tracy listened spellbound to Lois’s voicemail. She listened all the way through the message, then listened to it again. And again. She was about to replay it for a third time when she decided it might be more fun to get all the nasty details from her friend, live.

She hit Lois’s picture on her speed dial and waited impatiently for her to pick up. When the call went to voicemail, she hung up and redialed, cursing under her breath when it went to voicemail again. She sat the phone down on the kitchen table, pacing back and forth, then decided to make a pot of coffee before she tried calling again.

She filled the decanter, taking her time as she poured the water into the back of the coffee machine, then took the basket out and rinsed it in the sink, put a fresh filter in, carefully measured out the coffee, and hit the start button.

She walked over to the table, picked up her phone, and looked at the clock on it. Two minutes had passed.

“Shit!” she muttered.

She pulled up her voicemail again, and saw that Lois’s message came in at two forty-two A.M. She looked at the clock and saw that it was a little after ten thirty now. She hit the redial button again.

The phone rang once, twice, then Lois’s groggy voice was whining in her ear.

“WHAT? What is so FUCKING important that you have to call me at...what the hell time is it? Who is this anyway?”

“You little slut,” Tracy laughed, sitting down at the table and leaning back in her chair. “I knew you were gonna fuck him! I just knew it! As soon as I saw how that bare beaver made you look, and the way you played with your pussy when you talked to him! Oh Phil, I’m just like those little teenage nymphos you’re always sticking your big dick in. Wanna fuck me instead? Come on girlfriend, details. I want it all.”

Lois groaned and laughed at the same time. Her head was killing her, and her body was sore, but all in all, she actually felt pretty good after everything she’d been through in the last twenty-four hours.

“Mmmmmmm, come over and eat my pussy for me, and I’ll tell you all about it.” she tried to purr, but it came out as a husky rasp.

“No way!” Tracy laughed, jumping up out of her chair and walking into the living room, plopping down on the couch and leaning back against the arm rest. “Your pussy probably smells like a swamp by now. How about I let you fuck Kyle instead?”

Lois sat bolt upright in her bed, unable to believe what her friend had just suggested.

“Are you serious?” she asked.

“Sure,” Tracy answered casually. “I mean, that’s what friends are for right? Besides, you’re probably not gonna let me fuck Phil unless I let Kyle pound your little pee hole, so it all comes out in the wash. Or somewhere. Anyway, I’m sure we can find enough holes between us for them both to cum in.”

Lois fell back on her bed, kicking her feet in the air with delight.

“Oooooohhhh, you are so naughty!” she giggled into the phone. “I knew there was a reason I liked you. How do you wanna do this?”

“Well, my living room is bigger, and I like my couches better than yours, they’re bigger and softer, ya know? Oh, you don’t mind fucking in front of an audience do you? God, I hope not! I really wanna see Kyle slamming his big dick into your hot little cunt, sweetie. That would make me so hot!”

“I...I never did it in front of anyone before,” Lois stammered. “But I guess I’m gonna have to. I mean, How else are we gonna get their cocks hard after they fuck us, if we don’t let them watch us lez out a little? How do you think they’re gonna react when they see us munch each others pussies after they fill us full of cum?”

Tracy laughed happily. She hadn’t considered that possibility. An image popped into her head, making her gasp as her pussy quivered and juiced suddenly.

“I think we may both end up with a cock up our asses while we eat each other out is how they’ll react. Even if we have to suggest it!”

“Oh shit, Tracy! this is so exciting!” Lois said, fantasizing about what she wanted to happen. “When do you want to do this, tonight?”

“Are you crazy? There’s no way I’m going to be able to wait that long!” Tracy laughed, hopping up off the couch and walking back into the kitchen. “I was thinking around noon,” she said as she poured a cup of coffee. “That should give us time to get cleaned up, get the boys outta bed, and get them cleaned up, maybe sneak in a quickie...”

“Okay, babe.” Lois said, sliding off the bed and walking into the bathroom. She turned on the shower, and looked at herself in the mirror, grimacing at her reflection. “Anything I should bring? Besides me...and Phil’s dick, of course.”

“God, we turned you into a little slut overnight, didn’t we? No, I’ve got snacks here, and plenty of booze. You can bring any toys you like...and pornos. You got any porn flix? I’m sure the boys will have some, at least I hope they do.”

“Well,” Lois said slowly, her mind flipping back to the pictures Phil had taken of her the night before. “I was thinking we could make our own porno. Don’t ask, I’ll explain it when I see you. I’m gonna hop in the shower. Talk to you in a bit, babe. Kisses!”

* * * * *

Tracy went down the hall to Kyle’s room, flipped on the light and walked over to his bed. She sat on the edge of the mattress, and ran her hand over his smooth, muscular chest. Her hand stroked slowly back and forth, and she started to move her fingers down, but stopped herself. As much as she’d love to feel his huge cock pounding into her pussy, she thought it would be better if she let him save his strength, and his load, for Lois. She figured he was going to need it.

She shook him instead, smiling down at him as he squeezed one eye open and looked up at her.

“Time to get up sleepy head. I need to ask you something.”

“What?” he asked, scooting up on the bed and leaning back against the headboard. He rubbed his eyes, then shook his head. Finally he looked at her, his eyes roaming over her body. He could feel his cock hardening just from looking at her.

“How would you feel about some fresh pussy?” she asked him bluntly.

“Sounds good to me,” he said, starting to sit up. “It looks like you already had a shower, let me brush my teeth, and I’ll be ready to go!”

She laughed as she pushed him back down on the bed, smiling and shaking her head.

“Maybe I put that wrong. Lemme try again. How would you like some NEW pussy? You know, not mine. And one I know for sure you haven’t dipped your wick in already.”

He looked at her for a minute, not sure where she was going with this. But the idea of another piece of ass to dump his load in sure was tempting.

“You need to give me more than that, Mom.” he said slowly. Sitting up, he crossed his legs and looked at her. “Here’s a few of the many questions that spring to mind. Do I know her, am I gonna have to seduce her, this a one on one thing, or are we talking threeso...holy shit, Mom! Did you tell someone about us?”

She put her fingers to his lips, shaking her head.

“Okay, maybe I handled this wrong. Tell you what, get up and get showered, a shave wouldn’t hurt either. I’ll be in the kitchen when you’re ready. In the meantime, let your imagination run wild.”

When Kyle walked into the kitchen fifteen minutes later, his mother was sitting at the table, drinking a cup of coffee.

“It’s still hot,” she said. “I just made it a little while ago.”

“Kewl,” he said, walking over and pouring a cup.

His mother grimaced as he heaped spoons full of sugar into it, then got the milk from the fridge, and poured in a big dollop. She wondered why he bothered. She followed the truckers’ credo, if it ain’t black, it ain’t coffee.

“Okay, Mom.” he said, leaning back in his chair. “What have you got cooked up for me now?”

She liked the way he put his question to her. It meant he was open to her ideas.

“Well, I was wondering if you’d like to fuck my friend Lois. Today. And yes, I told her about us, and yes, I’ll be there. What do you think? Do you like her? I think she’s hot myself.”

“I think she’s hot too! Damn, a threesome with both of you? Count me in!”

He stopped and thought about it for a moment, and some of the light went out of his eyes.

“Are you sure she’d wanna do it with me? I mean, her son is my a...”

“Yes, she’s interested,” She said, cutting him off before he could turn the subject to Phil. She wanted to keep that little tidbit as a surprise. “We talked about it this morning, and she’s hot for you. I mean really hot. I’m pretty sure you’re gonna have a good time!”

“Okay, so when is this gonna happen? And what abou...”

She cut him off again before he could bring up Lois’s son. She wanted to keep his mind off of him.

“She’ll be here around noon, so we need to straighten up a little, and I want to make up some snacks and stuff. Is there anything special you’d like? Try to keep the list easy and short.”

“No, nothing special. I like most of the finger foods and stuff you usually lay out for parties.” He stood up and walked over to the doorway, looking into the living room. “Why don’t you get started on the food, and I’ll straighten up the living room, and maybe run the vacuum. I guess, I better make sure the bathroom is clean too.”

“Come over here, Kyle.” she said in her best motherly voice. “I want to feel your forehead. Are you coming down with something?”

“Awwwww, Mom! I just don’t want you to be embarrassed when your friend goes into the bathroom! Give a guy a break!”

“Okay, honey.” she said lightly, stepping over and giving him a quick kiss. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight to her, giggling in his ear as she laid her head on his shoulder. “You just surprised me by offering to clean. But I appreciate it.”

She stepped back and put her hands on his shoulders, spinning him around and pushing him toward the living room.

“We need to get a move on, it’s after eleven already!”

* * * * *

When Lois hung up the phone, she sat it on the vanity, then stepped in the shower, pressing her hands against the wall and leaning in under the spray, just letting the warm water pound on her shoulders and neck for almost five minutes.

She stepped back out of the spray, and washed her short hair quickly, shaking her head and running her fingers through it to get the last of the water out. Grabbing the hand shower, she spread her legs and bent her knees, directing the spray onto her pussy. Spreading the soft pink lips with her fingers, she pressed the nozzle against her body, and let the warm water shoot up inside of her, rinsing Phil’s cum from her cunt channel.

She slipped her sponge glove onto her hand, and squirted soap on it, then washed herself slowly. She paid extra attention to her pretty pussy slit, like she always did, but skipped her usual morning masturbation session. She knew she’d be cumming more times than she could count today.

She left the soap on her pussy mound, and picked up the razor she’d used yesterday with Tracy. Spreading her legs again, she ran it slowly all over her pussy mound, being careful not to cut herself. When she was done, she put the razor back and rinsed of quickly. Turning off the water, she opened the shower door and grabbed a towel off the rack, drying herself as she stepped over to the mirror.

Much better, she thought as she looked at her reflection. I actually look alive now. And pretty hot too. Not bad for thirty-four. Striking different poses in front of the mirror, she laughed happily as she finished drying herself.

Flipping her towel up over the back of the bathroom door, she walked into her bedroom, and headed for her closet. She wanted a look to go with her new self image. She picked out five short skirts, a couple of tank tops, and three or four other blouses, and walked back into the bedroom with them.

She spread the clothes across the bed and paced back and forth, picturing possible combinations. She picked up a black tank top and a short, pleated, pink plaid skirt first, and walked over in front of the full length mirror in the corner. She held them up in front of her, looking at herself behind the outfit critically. I like the skirt, but the black tank doesn’t work, she thought.

Stepping back over to the bed, she tossed the tank in a heap off to one side, and grabbed different blouse. Going back to the mirror, she held it up with the skirt, shaking her head again. She went through, several different combinations, always liking the little pleated pink plaid best.

Scooping it up off the bed, she grabbed the white tank top, holding them up together in front of the mirror, and grinned at her reflection.

There it is, she thought to herself. No panties, no bra. Nice to look at, easier to get at.

The faint blush of her rosy pink nipples, and the spiky buds would show clearly through the sheer material. And if it happened to get wet, well, then everything would show.

Spike up the hair, a little blush on the cheeks, and little miss teenage hottie here we come!

Tossing her outfit on the bed, she gathered up the rest of the clothes and took them back into the closet. She was grinning as she walked into the hall. It was time to wake up Phil.

Lois was wondering how she could make spilling something down her shirt look like an accident as she went into her son’s room. She crawled into bed with him, snuggling up close against his back, and kissing him lightly on his shoulder. When he didn’t stir, she reached over him, wrapped her hand around his cock, and started stroking it, smiling as it started hardening slowly.

Phil stirred in his sleep as she stroked his cock, and finally opened his eyes, groaning as he rolled over and started to sit up. His mother pushed him back down, laying her head on his chest, watching her hand as she jerked it up and down on his cock.

“Mmmmmmm, that feels good, Mom.” he grunted. “You looking to get an early start on the day? What time is it anyway?”

“About eleven, I think.” she said absentmindedly, moving her hand off his cock and cupping his balls in her hand. She hefted his wrinkled sac in her palm, moving his balls around with her fingers, almost as is she was trying to judge how full they were. Her fingers moved up and wrapped in a loose ring at the top of his sac, alternately squeezing and tugging on his swollen scrotum. She turned and looked back up at his face, a sly smile on her lips.

“What are you up to, Mom?” he asked her.

“You wanna go fuck Tracy with me?” she asked him, watching his face closely for his reaction. The answer came from the other direction though, as his balls quivered under her fingers, and she felt his cock throb powerfully against the back of her hand.

She looked down at his cock, seeing that it was now standing up stiffly in a full blown hard-on. She looked back at his face and grinned.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” she giggled.

She let go of his balls and rolled off the bed, walking toward the door.

“why don’t you get up and hop in the shower, and I’ll put a pot of coffee on for us.”

She stopped at the door and looked back at him.

“Oh, is pussy ok with you for breakfast?” she asked, wiggling her naked ass at him as she pranced out the door.

Phil walked into the kitchen twenty minutes later, still drying his hair. He’d pulled on a pair of shorts, but that was all. He grinned when he saw his mother sitting naked at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of coffee.

“Oh hi, honey.” she said as she slid down in her chair, spreading her pussylips with her fingers. “You ready for breakfast? I’ve been keeping a little something warm for you!”

He laughed as he walked over to the refrigerator and opened the door, bending down to look inside. He liked this new side of her he was seeing. Aside from the obvious benefits, it looked like she was actually having fun, and it made him feel good to see her like this.

He looked around in the fridge for a minute, finally finding what he was looking for. When he closed the door, he was holding a can of whipped cream in his hand. Shaking the can as he moved over in front of his mother’s chair, he dropped to his knees, and popped the top off the can.

His mother was giggling as she watched him point the nozzle at her pussy, she shivered when he sprayed a thin line of the sticky foam up her cunt slit.

“Oooooohhhh! That’s cold, honey!” she whined, reaching for his head, to draw him closer. “Can you think of anyway to warm it up for me?”

“Now that you mention it, I think I can.” he laughed. He put his hands on the insides of her thighs and pressed his mouth to her foam covered cunt slit, running his tongue up the length of it, slurping up the whip cream as he went.

“Mmmmmmm, that’s nice.” she purred, resting her hand on the back of his head. “Tell me something, honey. Will those phones do video too? I mean, you took some really clear pictures of me last night. Could we make movie clips too?”

“Sure,” he said, planting soft fluttery kisses all over her pouting pussylips. He sat back a little, his lips inches from her pussy as he went on. “With a full charge, and the memory cards we have, we can shoot almost four hours of HD quality video. Or we can set the phones up to send a live stream to either, or both of our laptops, then we don’t have to worry about memory, just how long the batteries last. We can even have multiple streams coming in. You thinking what I think you’re thi...”

“I sure am!” she giggled, pulling his mouth back against her pussy mound. “Now finish your breakfast!”

He dove back in, sucking her pussylips into his mouth as his tongue squirmed up inside her juicy little cunt hole, licking and slurping up her tangy nectar as it drooled from the tight opening.

Lois moaned, throwing her head back, and she saw the clock on the microwave out of the corner of her eye. It was already past eleven-thirty.

“Oh shit! I’m sorry, honey, but we really don’t have time for this! It’s later than I thought!”

She stood up, stepping over his head and ran over to the sink. She snatched a paper towel off the roll and wet it from the tap, then scrubbed the rest of the whipped cream from her pussylips.

“Come on, Phil! Go get some clothes on!” she said, dashing down the hall towards her bedroom. “I still have to get dressed, and do my hair! And you have to show me how to do the video thing with the phones!”

* * * * *

Half an hour later, Lois arrived at Tracy’s house, alone. Phil was going to follow her in a few minutes, he was setting up their computers to capture the video they would be sending from their phones. He’d already configured their phones for video messaging, so all his mother would have to do is put them in place, start the cameras, and press SEND.

Lois pulled her friend off to the side, away from Kyle.

“What kind of phones do you and Kyle have?” she asked quietly.

“You know, one of those new multimedia things. We just got them. I thought I showed it to you. Kyle knows more about them than I do.” Tracy told her.

“Let me see one,” Lois said, and followed as Tracy turned and walked toward her bedroom.

In her bedroom, Tracy picked up her phone off the nightstand, and handed it to her.

“Oh, that’s perfect, me and Phil have this same phone. Where’s Kyle’s?”

“Probably in his bedroom. Why?”

“Don’t ask so many questions! Just go get it, and meet me in the living room.”

Tracy shrugged and walked out of the room, Lois followed her, but turned the other way, toward the living room.

She took the three phones she had and placed them around the room. She brought the camera up on all three, pressed RECORD, then SEND, glad that Phil had setup the video messaging before she left the house She made sure they were also set for save to memory like Phil had shown her as she put them in place. She had to setup the messaging on Kyle’s phone manually, but copying it from hers was easier than she expected. She had just finished, and was standing in the middle of the room looking around when Tracy walked in.

“Here it is,” she said, holding the phone out to her. “What are you doing with them?”

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll show you later, and I promise, you’ll love it!” she laughed lightly, pushing her friend toward the doorway. “Now go do whatever you were doing in the kitchen, I’ll be with you in a minute.”

She waited till Tracy turned the corner into the kitchen, and setup the last phone quickly, then put it in the place she’d already picked out. When she was satisfied it was positioned right, she turned and looked around the room again. The phones were out of eyeshot unless you were looking for them, but they each had a clear view of a section of the room. No matter what happened, one of them would catch it and record it.

Smiling happily, she skipped out of the room, putting a straight look on her face as she strolled into the kitchen and leaned against one of the counters, trading small talk with Tracy.

A few minutes later, Phil knocked on the back door, then opened it and stuck his head in.

“Hi!” he said, “Am I too late for the party?”

Kyle did a double take when his friend showed up. He didn’t have any idea of what to expect now. He was starting to worry that he wasn’t going to get to fuck Lois today after all.

Phil was surprised to see Kyle, but didn’t let his presence bother him. He figured the two horny mother’s had planned it like this, and decided to just go with the flow.

“So, have you eaten anything yet, Phil?” Tracy asked as she moved around the kitchen, setting out snacks and pulling bottles out from under the counter. “I can make you something real easy if you want.”

“No, that’s okay, Mrs. Harris.” he said, blushing slightly.

He looked over at his mother. She just grinned and nodded at him.

“I had shaved beaver with whipped cream for breakfast.”

Tracy laughed, throwing Lois a meaningful look, and went back to setting up the bar.

“Oh, you should let my mom make the margaritas. She makes ‘em killer!” he added casually.

Kyle had just taken a sip of his drink, and coughed harshly, spraying coke all over the front of his shirt.

“Dude, seriously?” he asked, when he’d recovered well enough to speak. “You too?”

Phil nodded, grinning at him. They bumped fists and started to move into the living room to trade stories.

Phil looked at his mother over Kyle’s shoulder, and gave her a thumbs up sign behind his back.

Lois nodded and smiled, glad that she had done everything right. Before the boys could leave the room, she spoke up.

“Kyle?” Lois said softly.

“Yeah, Mrs. Parker?” he said turning to look at her.

“Okay, first off, I’m Lois, and she’s Tracy. Enough of this Mrs. bullshit!”

She looked over at her son.

“You still call me Mom.”

“Ditto,” Tracy said behind her.

She stepped over and stood in front of him, her firm, apple sized tits pressing into his chest. She looked up into his face, smiling slyly. “And second, your mom says you’ve got a really big dick. Can I see it?”

“Um, I...” he said, blushing furiously.

He knew what was supposed to happen today, but this was his friend’s mom, and he was standing right next to him.

She took a couple of steps back, her hands dropping down and grasping the hem of her short skirt. She had one foot raised slightly, just the toes resting on the floor, and her arms were squeezing her tits together as she held them in front of her. She looked like a schoolgirl asking for some candy.

“If I show you my pussy, will you show me your dick?” she asked in her best little girl voice, wiggling her hips teasingly as she smiled at him.

Phil lean close to Kyle’s ear.

“Do it, dude! It’s worth it. I mean, look at her! She’s fucking hot!”

Kyle looked back over his shoulder at his friend, shocked that he’d say something like that about his own mom. Phil just grinned at him and nudged him with his shoulder, nodding toward his mother.

“Well, Kyle? Do you want to see my pussy or don’t you?” she pouted.

He nodded quickly, his head bobbing up and down like bobble head doll.

Lois looked him in the eyes as she slowly raised her skirt, baring her shaved pussy mound for him. She held her skirt up, twisting her hips back and forth. Her eyes flicked to his crotch, and she could see his cock swelling under his loose shorts.

“Your turn, Kyle.” she whispered huskily, her eyes locked on his crotch.

Kyle just stood there, staring at her pretty little shaved beaver.

“Oh, for god’s sake, Kyle! What gotten into you?” Tracy laughed.

She stepped up behind Lois, wrapped her arms around the smaller woman, and kissed her softly on the neck. She cupped one of her tits in one hand, while her other hand slid down between her legs, her fingers dipping into the cream soaked crease of her cunt.

“It’s just a pussy!” she said lightly, “Oh wow! A really wet pussy...”

She raised her fingers to her mouth and licked at them, her eyes on Phil as she slipped them into her mouth.

“Mmmmmmm, tasty too. Now come on, Kyle! Whip it out before she rapes you!”

She looked back over at Phil standing next to her son.

“You too, stud muffin! Show us the goods!”

Phil grinned, shoving his shorts down over his hips, and stepping out of them. He kicked them to the side and spread his legs a little wider, then leaned back and pushed his hips out toward her, letting her see his already hard cock sticking up from his crotch.

“Nice.” she said, her breathing getting heavier suddenly. “Remind me to get up close and personal with that thing later.”

Then she leaned down and whispered in Lois’s ear.

Lois grinned, and sauntering sexily, walked over and dropped to her knees in front of Kyle, her hands coming up and grasping the waistband of his shorts.

“I really want to see your cock, Kyle.” she said, breathing hard, her warm breath washing over his now stone hard cock. She pulled his shorts down slowly, watching wide eyed as first his curly crotch hairs, then the thick root of his cock slowly came into view.

Phil stepped up behind Kyle and jerked his shorts down quickly, making his cock spring up, so it bounced up and down in front of Lois’s face. Then he moved around till he was standing beside Kyle, and looked down at his friend’s cock.

“It doesn’t look any bigger than mine,” he said. He looked up, a shit eating grin on his face. “What do you think Tracy?”

“I’ll have to let you know after I’ve tried them both on for size, fit, endurance.” she said, finishing up the last tray she was working on.

“I like ‘em both,” Lois whispered.

She was reaching up, moving to wrap her fingers around both cocks, when Tracy spoke up.

“Hold your horses there, sweetie. We’ve got all day for that.”

She waved toward the counter.

“Right now, everybody get something to drink, and grab a bowl or a tray, and let’s move this party into the living room where we can be comfortable.”

A few minutes later, they were all settled comfortably in the living room. The boys had taken off their shirts and were lounging naked on the couches. Tracy was sitting next to Phil, and Lois was on the other couch with Kyle.

“Well,” Tracy said lightly. “We’ve seen what you guys have. Which one of us do you two want to see naked first, Me?”

She posed quickly, doing her best porn star on the casting couch look. Then she flipped her hand out toward Lois with a flourish.

“Or our resident nymphette?”

Both boys pointed at their friend’s mothers.

“Um, Tracy?” Lois said as she stood up and spun around, making her short skirt flair up over her waist, showing off her hairless little pussy, and her tight round ass. “I don’t want to take my clothes off. You can see and get to everything that matters. And I just feel so sexy like this.”

She turned around and bent over, her short skirt pulling up over her asscheeks, her puffy pussylips peeking out from between her thighs, glistening with the pearly juices dripping from her. She looked at Kyle through her wide spread legs.

“What do you think Kyle?”

Tracy lean closer to Phil, her hand dropping down and wrapping around his cock.

“If she did that to me, I’d already have my face buried in that juicy little beaver. I don’t know what’s gotten in to him. He’s never like this with those little sluts he brings home.”

Phil laughed, nodding his agreement. He turned and looked at her.

“I have something I think might help him relax a little.” he said. “Mom, Kyle, why don’t you two come over here for a minute.”

He reached down and picked his shorts up off the floor, digging in the pocket for a moment. When he sat up, he was holding a small, rolled up baggie and a lighter.

“I only brought six,” he said as he opened the baggie and pulled out a joint. He handed it to Tracy. “I hope that’s gonna be enough.”

“Is this pot?” she asked him, holding it up to her nose and sniffing it. “Damn, I haven’t done this in years.”

Phil flicked the lighter and held it out for her.

“Time to catch up then, huh?”

She laughed and nodded as she lit the joint, then took a big hit off of it, and handed it back to him.

Lois jumped up and down in front of the other couch, clapping her hands with delight.

Kyle’s eyes never left her jiggling asscheeks.

“Oh goodie,” she twittered, “I was hoping you brought some!”

She grabbed Kyle’s hand and tugged at him, making him follow her across the room. She sat cross legged at her son’s feet, and patted the floor in front of her, indicating where she wanted him to sit.

“Gimme one for me and Kyle,” she said to her son, giving him a stage wink. “I want to show him how you taught me to smoke pot!”

Phil grinned at the memory, and handed her a joint and the lighter. Tracy was holding their joint out to him, and as he took it from her, she bent over and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

“Oh shit,” He moaned, his hand falling to rest on the back of her head. He leaned back on the couch, closing his eyes and hitting the joint as she bobbed her face up and down on his cock a couple of times.

She sat up just as abruptly as she’d dive bombed onto his dick, but she kept her hand wrapped around his cockshaft. She held her free hand out for the joint and smiled at him.

“I couldn’t resist,” she laughed, then took a big hit off the joint.

“I didn’t mind, honest!” he said, then he looked her up and down, his eyes lingering on her tits. “But if you’re gonna keep doing that, and I hope you do, I think you’re a little overdressed!”

“You know, I was thinking the same thing myself,” she grinned.

Handing the joint back to him, she let go of his cock and pulled her top unceremoniously over her head, letting her big tits bounce free, then she opened the snap on her skirt, tugged the zipper down and wriggled out of it. She tossed both of them both over the back of the couch, leaned back, and laid her head on the arm rest. One leg was dangling off the couch, and she lifted the other up over the back of the couch.

“Whatta ya think? You like?” she asked, stretching her arms up over her head, making her spongy tits stand up high on her chest.

“Me like!” he breathed, licking his lips as her ran his eyes over her firm, lush body. “You mind if I have a taste?”

“I was hoping you’d want to...” she laughed, reaching down and spreading her pussylips with her fingers.

“Let me do that,” he said, leaning over and peeling the juice slickened folds of her cunt apart. He looked up at her face, then back down at the neat little landing strip over her pussy mound. “You know, if you tapered the edges here, right where the hair stops at the top of your pussy, it would look like an arrow. Kind of like an ‘Insert cock here!’ sign.”

Tracy rocked her head back and forth, laughing. Her hand dropped onto the back of his head, pulling his mouth down onto her sopping wet cunt slice.

“I like that, maybe I’ll get your mom to help me do it later. But what do you say we start with your tongue for now. Get to licking, Phil!”

Phil grunted and plastered his mouth on her cunt slit, his tongue swabbing the fleshy folds as it swept all around. He dragged the nimble labia up through the crease of her pussy, lapping up the tangy juices dribbling out of her. His tongue darted up inside her cunt hole as he moved over it, then continued up, not stopping till he was slapping it back and forth across the pea sized nubbin of her clit.

Tracy moaned and ground her cunt harder against his talented lips and tongue, trying to guide his mouth where she wanted it with her movements. He moved his mouth back down, sucking one puffy pussylip into his mouth, sucking and chewing on it with his lips, then doing the same to its twin. He alternated back and forth, teasing her, then moved his mouth directly over her oozing cuntal opening, and flicked his tongue up inside.

She jerked, and her pussy hole clenched on his tongue, almost as if trying to drag it up into her. A fresh flood of girl cum poured from her clean shaven slit, and he sucked it eagerly into his mouth.

Running his tongue in slows circles around the tight ring of muscle guarding her cunt channel, he darted it in and out, keeping her off balance with ever changing sensations.

“Oh shit, Phil!” she panted, both hands on his head now as she humped her horny cunt up at his face. “Who taught you how to eat pussy, sweetie? I’m gonna have to send Kyle over to her for lessons. I mean he’s good, but jumpin’ jesus! You’re incredible!”

Phil grinned into her greasy cunt gash, His tongue slurping up her creamy spendings as they drooled out of her. He jammed his tongue as deep as it would go, tilting his head forward at the same time, bringing his nose down onto her clit. Turning his head in short, quick movements, he brushed it back and forth across her sensitive joy button.

Tracy went berserk at this new assault on her senses. He had hit the pussy eating trifecta for her, stroking her clit, tongue fucking her spasming cunt hole, and sucking her off all at the same time. She lay helpless under his eagerly working mouth, fireworks going off behind her eyes as she rocketed up over the crest.

Phil was snuffling and snorting in her sloppy wet slit like a pig hunting for truffles. Every time he turned his head he’d take a quick breath, and every minute or so he’d pull away for a deeper one, then dive right back in. He wasn’t showing any signs of stopping his hungry sucking on her creamy cunt slice any time soon.

Wave after wave of orgasm crashed over Tracy, battering her with their power. She’d never met pussy licker as talented as Phil, not even her full blown lesbian lovers in college. He was taking her to new heights, and making her feel things she’d never even imagined were possible. Finally, she couldn’t take any more, she was so overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all. Pushing his head away from her abused pussy mound, she held his shoulders to keep him back, and lay gasping for breath.

“St...stop, please...gimme a...a minute,” she panted. “L...let me ca...catch my...just, oh my god...”

She raised her head, looking down at him in awe. It took her a minute to get her breathing under control, and when she did, she sat up and pushed him back on the couch. Heaving herself up, she got one knee under her, and crawled over to him, throwing her other leg over his hips.

Phil wrapped one arm around her waist to support her, his other hand holding his cock upright. He scrubbed the fat knob of his cock through her sopping wet slit, stopping when he felt the tight opening settle onto the tip. Leaning forward, he sucked one stiff nipple into his mouth and started nibbling on it lightly.

Tracy eased her ass down, feeling his flexing prickknob punch through the tight ring at the opening of her cunt hole, and slide slowly up into her clasping cunt channel. Moaning happily, she let her ass drop down, sucking the full length of his enormous cock lance into her.

She started bouncing up and down, her legs pumping her pussy tunnel over his deeply embedded man meat, her cunt muscles milking and sucking spastically around its throbbing bulk.

“Sa...same size,” she said to herself, unaware that she have spoken aloud.

“I knew that,” he muttered onto her nipple, clamping his teeth around it lightly and shaking his head like a dog.

Tracy laughed lightly, holding his head against her fleshy tit mound as she humped her pussy up and down on his cock. She let her head drop down, her forehead resting against his as they thrashed and fucked frantically on the couch.

Down on the floor, Lois handed the joint and the lighter to Kyle.

“You know how to do this, right? Smoke pot I mean.”

Kyle nodded, and lit the joint, taking a big hit and holding it in. He felt himself start to relax almost immediately.

“Okay,” she said, as she moved back a little ways from the couch to give them room, and stretched out on her back on the floor, reclining on her elbows. “Scoot up here between my legs. You’re gonna want to get up over me, so you can blow smoke in my face for me. Do you know what a shotgun is?”

“Yeah,” Kyle said, scooting closer.

He slid up between her legs and leaned down over her, taking a hit off the joint and bringing his face close to hers. He blew a stream of smoke slowly at her face, and she rocked her head from side to side slowly as she inhaled it through her nose.

He looked down over her petite little body, taking in her firm, apple sized tits, her nipples spiking up through her thin tank top, then moving down further, his eyes settling on the short skirt that had fallen down between her legs. His cock throbbed, and twitched as he brought the joint to his lips and took another hit.

Lois exhaled slowly, her eyes on his cock as it bounced between his legs.

“Come closer,” she giggled, “I’m not gonna hurt you. And if you get up real close to me, you won’t have to lean over as far.”

Kyle moved up higher between her legs, stopping when his cock was just brushing against her skirt. He looked down between her legs again, then up at her face.

She was smiling at him

“You wanna see my pretty little pussy again, don’t you Kyle?” she giggled “You really like my shaved beaver, huh?”

“Oh yeah!” he grunted, his head nodding up and down rapidly.

She reached down, and started pulling her skirt up slowly, but stopped before her bare beaver came into view.

“Okay, but you gotta promise not to stick that big dick in my tight little pussy if I show it to you. You promise?”

He frowned, but nodded anyway.

She pulled her skirt up suddenly, flipping it up so it lay on her tummy. Her cunt was laid out in front of him, the pale, clean shaven flesh framing the coral pink lips of her pussy. Her moist, puffy labia blossomed like a flower in front of his face.

“Gimme another hit off that joint, Kyle.” she said softly. “Come on down here and light me up.”

Kyle looked up at her face, then back at her pussy as he leaned over her, watching as his cockhead got closer and closer to her wide spread pussylips. Taking another hit off the joint, he leaned down, resting on his elbow, bringing his face right over hers as he blew the smoke into her face again.

As she inhaled, Lois closed her legs, holding his hips between her knees, and pulled him forward slowly. The head of his cock pressed against, then started to slip between the puffy lips of her cream soaked cunt slit.

She gasped, and put her hand against his chest in mock distress.

“Kyle!” she whined, looking up at him, her eyes wide. “You promised! You said if I showed you my little pussy, you wouldn’t stick it in me!”

“I...I didn’t! I mean, it was...” he trailed off, as he felt the pressure of her knees drawing him forward.

“Stop it, Kyle!” she squealed as she started to squirm under him in mock distress, making her juicy cunt hole arch up at his cock, letting more of his meaty shaft slip inside. Her legs were drawing him forward steadily, but she was pretending that she was resisting the whole time.

“I...I’m sorry, Lois. Honest I am,” he said softly, finally catching on to her game. “I...I just can’t help myself!”

He took another hit off the joint, and this time, leaned close and pressed his lips to hers, exhaling as he kissed her. Lois gasped, taking in the smoke as his tongue slipped into her mouth, and he pressed his hips forward, feeding more of his stone hard cock into her clasping cunt channel. He started stroking lazily, grunting softly as her cream soaked cunt sucked and spasmed around his cock.

Her arms slid up around his back as she eased herself down on the floor, drawing him down with her, their tongues dueling back and forth. Breaking the kiss, she turned her head and exhaled the smoke, then whispered in his ear.

“It’s about fucking time, honey,” she panted softly. “Now gimme that big dick. Stick that fat fucker in my hot little cunt and take me to heaven!”

Kyle started stroking faster, easing more of his oversized cock into her tight, wet cunt hole with every thrust. In moments, he was throwing a fast, furious fuck into her that had her writhing and moaning under him.

“Oh yeah, fuck me harder, Kyle!” she squealed, tightening her arms and legs around him, her pussy humping up eagerly to meet his cock as it plowed into her. “Harder, Kyle! Get it in deeper. I want all of your big cock in my horny little pussy!”

Kyle felt his balls tightening up, and knew he wouldn’t be able to last very long if he fucked her the way she was begging him to. He slammed his cock in to the root, rolling his hips in tight circles to make it move inside her, hoping that would take the edge off for her a little bit.

Lois unwrapped her legs from around him, clamping her knees to his hips and working his cock in and out of her pussy the way she wanted to be fucked. Her hands dropped down, cupping his heaving asscheeks, and she dug her fingernails into the soft, white flesh.

“Don’t hold back, Kyle!” she growled, her eyes burning into his, her face a twisted mask of lust. “Gimme that big fucking cock! Pound my horny little pussy to jelly you big dicked bastard! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

He started slamming his throbbing cockstalk into her cunt wildly, tears welling up in his eyes from her fingernails gouging at the flesh of his ass. He fell on top of her, his hips moving in a blur as he tried to unseat her stabbing fingernails.

“Not go...gonna last,” he grunted in her ear. “Can’t hold it! Gonna cum Lois! Oh fuck! I’m gonna cummmmmmmm!”

“Oh yeah, fill me up with that hot jizz, honey!” she cooed as she felt the first sizzling spurt of cock snot paste the inside of her clasping cunt channel. “Do it, baby! Cum in me, Kyle! Oh fuck, it feels so good! Keep fucking me! Harder! Fuck me hard, and don’t ever stop! I’m cumming too, Kyle.”

Kyle was making guttural noises in his throat as his balls sprang up tight against the root of his cock, twitching and jerking wildly as they fed a steady stream of ball milk up his cockstalk. Jet after jet of steaming spunk erupted from his winking piss slit, filling her pussy to overflowing.

Lois writhed happily as he shot his thick, creamy cum inside her, bathing the slippery inner walls with a soothing tide of jizz. She kept humping up onto his spurting meat stick, welcoming it into her cock hungry cunt. She was grinning like an idiot, and her eyes glowed now. Kyle looked at her bliss filled face, relieved to see that the scary woman that was there earlier was now gone.

Slowing the frenzied pace of his strokes, he thrust in and out of her casually now, his cock twitching and throbbing every time it moved inside her. Sticky droplets of spunk were still spitting from his prick tip as he slowly stroked into her pussy. Finally, he lay still on top of her, his cock buried to the root as he came down from his orgasm.

“Wanna see something fun?” she whispered huskily in his ear.

He nodded into her neck, but otherwise, didn’t move.

“You gotta get off me, Kyle.” she giggled as she pushed at his shoulders with her tiny hands. “It won’t be as much fun if they can’t see me!”

He raised up off of her slightly, and she saw her chance.

“Tracy! Kyle just shot all his hot nasty cum in my tight little pussy and got it all icky!” Lois whined as she pushed at his chest, squirming to get out from under him.

Kyle stared down at her, unable to believe what he was hearing. He rolled off of her, laying on the floor beside her, his cock still twitching and dripping cum juice from the swollen purple knob.

“And what do you want me to do about it?” Tracy asked, looking over her shoulder at her friend. She was working her hips in slow circles over the cunt stretching bulk of Phil’s cock as she stroked up and down on it.

“Well,” Lois said, batting her eyes and spreading her legs open, “I was kinda hoping you’d come down here and lick it clean for me.”

Tracy laughed at her friend’s antics, and turned to look at Phil.

His mouth was hanging open as he stared at his mother laying spread out on the floor, jizz dripping from her cunt, asking her best friend to lick it clean for her.

She put a finger on his chin and pushed his mouth closed as she turned his head toward her.

“Would you mind?” she asked breathily. “I mean look at her! That little pussy looks absolutely scrumptious, doesn’t it?”

Phil nodded slowly, and Tracy grinned as she reached up and wiped a trickle of drool from the corner of his mouth.

“So you wanna watch, and wait for me to come back?” she asked, leaning in and kissing him quickly. “Or would you like to come down and do me doggie style while I munch your mom’s muff?”

“Doggie. Munch. Go...Now!”

Tracy laughed as she raised up off his stone hard cock, climbing slowly off the couch on rubbery legs. She crawled across the floor on her hands and knees, keeping her ass pointed toward Phil the whole time so he could see her juicy pussy and her pink asshole moving sexily between her legs. She was hoping he didn’t wait too long to fill her hungry little fuck hole again.

“Outta the way, Mr. Quick Shooter!” she said, pushing her son out of the way, as she moved up between Lois’s wide spread legs.

“Awwwww, Mom!” he whined. “It wasn’t my...”

“I know, honey.” she laughed, turning her head and blowing him a kiss. “She’s a hottie, that’s for damn sure! And I’m pretty sure she had this planned.”

She looked up at Lois’s face as she opened the snap on the skirt and pulled down the zipper. Lois lifted her hips as she pulled it down over her hips and legs. Tossing it over her shoulder as she crawled up over the other woman, she pushed her tank top up as she went, finally easing it over her head and pushing it off to the side.

Tracy was only a couple inches taller than Lois, but the contrast between their bodies was startling. Tracy’s body was lusher, her hips meatier, her tits fuller and spongier, while Lois was petite, her whole body trim and compact, her tits standing up firm and round on her chest. Both women were mouth wateringly beautiful in their own way, and neither of their son’s could decide which they liked better.

Stretching out on top of Lois, Tracy slithered and squirmed lazily, planting soft kisses on her lips as she smiled down at her.

“How long did Phil last the first time with you, sweetie?” she asked as she spread her legs over her, straddling one of Lois’s legs, humping her pussy mound on it as she ground hers into her friend’s cunt slit. “Kyle lasted about three minutes once he got it in, but I had been jilling off on his cock for over twenty minutes before he even stuck it in. I don’t know how he lasted that long.”

“Mmmmmmm, Phil was asleep when I started sucking him off the first time. And I worked him over pretty hard for about ten minutes before he woke up.” Lois purred, hunching her cunt up against Tracy’s leg, raising her own leg a little to make it easier for her to hump on. “I told him he was having a wet dream, so he just laid back and went with it, and I think it was another ten minutes or so before he came in my mouth.”

The horny mothers were relating their incestuous experiences for their son’s, knowing that hearing how each had fucked her own son while the boys watched them making out would only get them more excited. It was working.

Phil was sitting back on the couch, running his hand slowly up and down over his rock hard cock, the slippery juices from Tracy’s pussy making it slide up and down on it smoothly.

“I’m hungry,” Tracy purred against Lois’s lips. “You said you had a jizzy pussy for me to lick clean?”

“Oooooohhhh yeah,” Lois giggle softly, her hands pushing on her hips, urging her to move down and begin eating her cum filled pussy. “I wanna watch you lick your son’s cum out of my cunt!”

Kyle was laying on his side, his head propped up in one hand, and he reached down, wrapping his hand around his prick. He smiled when he felt how hard it was already. Jerking his fist lazily over the length of it, he watched his mom getting ready to go down on Lois.

Tracy slithered down till her face was hovering over Lois’s hairless cunt slit. She had gotten back up on her knees, her legs spread wide, her juicy pussy pointing right at Phil. She hoped she wasn’t going to have to take her mouth of his mother’s pussy to tell him to come and fuck her.

Phil was already sliding off the couch, knee walking up behind her, his cock wagging stiffly in front of him. Tracy purred happily as she felt his hands on her hips, then the fat knob of his cock plowing into her stretched out cunt hole. She was smiling as she pressed her lips to Lois’s cunt hole and started licking and sucking eagerly.

Spreading the lips of Lois’s pussy, she slipped her tongue up into the cream filled hole and started slurping up the tart, tangy mixture of girl cum and jizz. She jammed her ass back against Phil’s cock, twisting her hips and squeezing his throbbing cockshaft with her pussy muscles. She wanted him to cum fast so she could sixty-nine with his mom. His cock felt fantastic pumping in and out of her tight, wet pussy, but she had an idea for a four way hookup she was sure everyone would love.

She got her way. Phil lasted less than a dozen strokes before her sucking pussy made his cock explode inside her. She moaned into Lois’s pussy, making her squeal and hump her cunt up at her mouth harder. Phil blasted wad after wad of hot, sticky spunk into her tightly clasping cunt hole, and she fucked back at him furiously, helping him empty his balls into her pussy tunnel.

When she felt his cum slowing to a dribble, spurting from his piss slit less forcefully, she rocked back against him, pushing him off balance, then moved forward quickly, letting his cock slip from her cunt hole.

“Hey,” he sputtered, as he watched her scamper around, turning her body and throwing one leg over Lois, so she was straddling her head. “I was like...fucking you! Hell...pooh?”

Tracy pulled her face from his mother’s pussy for a second, grinning up at him.

“Sorry, sweetie.” she said, “But you just delivered your mom’s lunch! I wanna make sure it’s still hot when she gets it!”

She dropped her face back between Lois’s legs, attacking her pussy eagerly, spreading her legs and mashing her jizz dripping cunt slice onto her face at the same time. Both women moaned lustily, their tongue’s dancing and darting in and out of each others pussy’s, hungrily sucking their son’s cum out of their cream filled holes.

Phil reached up onto the coffee table and grabbed another joint and the lighter. He moved over next to Kyle, lighting the doob, taking a quick hit, and handing it to his friend. Kyle took the joint and hit it, then passed it back. They sat watching their mother’s sucking and munching each other’s cunts as they writhed against each other in their lesbian sixty-nine.

“Are you feeling as used as I am, right now?” Kyle asked as he exhaled slowly.

“Yeah,” Phil said, grinning at his friend. “It’s great isn’t it?”

Kyle laughed, and hit the joint again, handing it to Phil.

“That’s fucking hot, man.” Phil said after a few minutes, his cock was still standing up stiffly out of his crotch as he watched. “You think they do this alot? They sure look like they know what they’re doing!”

“Probably,” Kyle laughed. “Horny housewives and all that. I mean, they fucked us, and we’re the son’s for crissake! Not that I’m complaining! Lemme see that lighter, the joint went out.”

Handing his friend the lighter, Phil looked over at him, his eyes dropping into his crotch, seeing that his friend’s cock was standing up stiffly from his crotch too.

“Ummmm, do you mind if I...”

“Go for it, dude,” Kyle said, bring his own hand down and wrapping it around his pulsing prick meat. “I won’t think you’re gay or anything! Besides, this show is for us, so we better be ready for the next act. If I know my mom, she has something else planned for us.”

He was right. Tracy rocked to one side, and as they rolled back, she forced herself over so they were laying on their sides now. She threw one leg over Lois’s back, and reached down, lifting her leg, urging her to do the same thing. Lois followed her lead, and squeaked into Tracy’s spasming cunt slit as she felt her scoop pussy juice from her cunt slit, and rub it into her asshole.

She pressed her ass down against her fingers, moving her own hand around, dipping her fingers into Tracy’s pussy to wet them with her gooey girl cum, and started playing with her asshole in return. She had an idea what Tracy had in mind, and was looking forward to it eagerly.

They worked their fingers back and forth between pussies and assholes, wetting the tight wrinkled rings, then slipping their fingers up inside, fingerfucking each others assholes as they ate each other out. Soon, both of them were panting and jerking frantically, on the edge of cumming as they lezzed out in front of their son’s.

“Looks like its almost time for round two,” Phil said, getting up on his knees. “Which one you want?”

“Yours! She’s fucking hot man!” Kyle laughed, following his friend, heading over to join in the action. “Even if she is crazy!”

“Crazy like a mink in heat! Come on, Let’s go take another dip!”

Tracy raised her head away from Lois’s juicy pussy slit to tell the boys to come join them, then grinned when she saw that they were already moving into position behind their sixty-nining mother’s. She pressed he mouth back into Lois’s pussy, jamming her tongue back up inside as she wiggled her arm under her leg, so she could spread her asscheeks for the incoming cock.

Lois felt Tracy spreading her asscheeks wide, then felt a fat cockhead pressing into her ass crack. She squirmed her arm under Tracy’s leg, grabbing her fleshy asscheeks with her fingers and spreading them wide. Moments later, she felt a hot, throbbing prickknob slide across her fingers, then felt Tracy moan as it started to slide up her ass.

Both women started humping their asses back, trying to help the boys get their big cocks into their tight shit holes. They moved their mouths as their asses were crammed slowly with cock meat, both still sucking furiously at the cunt plastered to her face as they fucked their assholes onto the slowly invading cockstalks.

Phil groaned as he felt his prickknob pop through the tight opening of Tracy’s butt tunnel. He spit on his fingers, working his hot saliva into his cock meat, then pressed it harder against her spasming hole. He worked it in slowly, and her asshole felt incredible as it sucked and squeezed his pulsing cock pole. He wasn’t in any hurry to cum, so he just stroked the knob and the first couple of inches of his cock in and out lazily, knowing it would drive her nuts.

On the other side of the pile of sweaty bodies, Kyle was humping his stiff prickstalk into Lois’s hot little asshole like a maniac. He was holding onto her hips, pulling her back at him as he forced inch after inch of his huge cock into her tiny ass pucker. He had two-thirds of his thick cockshaft buried in her ass channel already, and was long stroking her steadily with his prodigious prickshaft.

Lois was whimpering softly as she lashed and laved her tongue around in Tracy’s sopping wet cunt slit, But she humped her ass back at him, meeting him stroke for stroke. It only hurt for a few moments, then it started to feel better, a warm glow spreading out from her butt hole as he crammed more of his meaty cock muscle inside her. She was clenching her ass ring around his cockshaft as it plowed in and out, and a shiver ran through her as he started fucking her asshole even faster.

Tracy humped and wiggled her ass back at Phil, and no matter what she did, she couldn’t get his cock any deeper in her ass. The little bastard is messing with my mind, she thought. Probably punishing me for taking my pussy away from him before he was done with it earlier. She knew she’d start cumming immediately if he’d just fuck her decently for a few moments. She was already hovering on the edge, and just needed one little push to take her over into another delicious series of orgasms.

Pulling her lips off Lois’s pussy, she threw her head back and screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Phil, you little motherfucker!” she screeched, startling everyone. “You better start fucking me like you mean it, or I swear to god, I’ll cut your fucking cock off and have it stuffed and mounted! Then I’ll tie you in the corner and make you watch me fuck myself silly on it every goddamned night!”

Lois pulled her head up and looked down at her son.

“Oh, for gods sake, Phil! Play nice! Fuck the crazy lady like a good boy, so the rest of us can have some fun!” she looked back over her shoulder, at Kyle. “Kyle, would you push your mom’s face back down on my pussy, and hold it there for me? And don’t stop fucking me! Oh god, please don’t stop fucking my horny little asshole!”

“You want it up your ass, huh, Tracy? Okay, then hang on bitch! Cuz here’s it comes!” Phil crowed, a shit eating grin on his face.

Holding her hips firmly, he plowed the full length of his pulsing prick pole into her asshole to the root, and held it there, feeling her jerk and spasm wildly against him. Reaching over her, he wrapped his arm over his mother’s back and pulled her closer, pinning Tracy’s writhing body between them, then started pounding his enormous cock up her clasping ass channel as fast and as hard as he could.

A thick stream of hot pussy juice spewed suddenly from Tracy’s spasming cunt hole, splashing across Lois’s face and spraying into her mouth, nearly drowning her as she came. More fragrant girl cum erupted from her quivering quim, but Lois was ready for it, and she locked her lips around her pulsing pussy hole, sucking hungrily as more of the tasty nectar sprayed and spurted from her gaping cunt hole.

She started pushing Tracy away from her body, looking back over her shoulder at Kyle, who was still fucking her asshole frantically.

“Pull your cock out, Kyle! Pull it out!” she panted as she tried to squirm away from him. She looked down at her son, his ass moving in a blur now as he slammed his cock in and out of Tracy’s asshole in vicious tip to root lunges. “Roll her over, Phil! Hold onto her and roll over onto your back! But don’t stop fucking her!”

Awwwww fuck! not again! Kyle thought. This crazy bitch is gonna kill me if she keeps this up! He pulled out of her, rolling over onto his back, wondering what she had in mind now.

She scrambled up on her knees, turning quickly and dropping her mouth down onto the head of Kyle’s cock, bathing it in her spit and the pussy juice she still had in her mouth. Her fist wrapped around the throbbing shaft, and she started stroking it as hard and fast as she could. Pulling her mouth off his shitty tasting cock, she grabbed a glass off the coffee table and dumped it over his cock, running both hands up and down over it, rinsing the spit and shit juices from it.

When she’s cleaned most of the goo off his cock, she Pulled him to his knees, and started pushing at his back, forcing him over toward where Phil was now lying on his back, butt fucking his friend’s mom’s ass from underneath. Scrambling over next to Tracy, tugging on Kyle’s arm to get him between his mother’s legs where she wanted him, she reached down and hooked one of Phil’s legs over Tracy’s leg, then did the same thing with the other.

“Fuck her, Kyle!” she panted, tugging and pushing him down between his mother’s legs. “Fuck your mother’s horny cunt while Phil fucks her asshole!” she told him as he looked at her dumbly. Her fingers were wrapped around his cockshaft, guiding the swollen purple knob into the gaping gash of her pussy. Her hand was pushing on his ass, trying to get him to stick his cock in her cunt. “She’ll love it! I promise! Now, fuck her!”

Kyle finally started moving his ass slowly, feeding half his cock into her mother’s spasming cunt hole. Tracy started flopping and jerking wildly, and Kyle started to pull out, but Lois was kneeling right behind him now, pushing on his ass, forcing more of his humongous cock meat up his mother’s cunt. She was leaning around him, watching wide eyed as her friend flew into an orgasmic frenzy unlike anything any of them had ever seen before.

“Hold her, Phil,” she panted, her fingers digging into her own sloppy wet cunt slit, her fingers stroking her clit madly. “Wrap your arms and legs around her and hold her down!”

Phil brought his arms up, bringing them up under hers as he hooked his legs inside hers and spread his feet wider apart. She looked like a wrestler being pinned down by two bigger opponents.

He felt Kyle’s cock rubbing against his through the thin membrane separating her twin fuck holes, and his cock throbbed powerfully as he felt her asshole getting even tighter around his bowel stretching cock meat.

Lois crawled around Kyle so she could watch the action, now that she no longer had to pump his ass for him. He was stroking his cock into his mother’s clenching cunt channel eagerly now, his face screwed up in a mask of lust as he drilled into her mercilessly.

She could see that Tracy was already long gone, lost somewhere in an orgasmic haze, and from the look of it, both Kyle and Phil weren’t too far behind. She was the only one not actively fucking now, and she started to feel left out. But not for long.

She got to her feet, and straddled Tracy face. Reaching down and pulling her head up, She planted her juicing cunt slice right on her mouth. Even in the depths of her cum inspired delirium, Tracy’s tongue still lapped and lashed around her drooling cunt hole, darting up inside, whisking around delightfully over her glistening pink inner cunt flesh.

Arching her ass back, she looked over her shoulder at Kyle.

“Lick my asshole for me Kyle!” she panted, humping her cunt down onto his mother’s mouth spastically. “Spread my asscheeks and stick your tongue up my butt! Please, Kyle! Tongue fuck my asshole!”

Kyle leaned forward, his hands spreading the firm round cheeks of her ass, his tongue slurping around eagerly in her ass crack. He felt his balls pull up tight under his cock, followed by the delicious burning ache of his steaming hot jism surging up his cockshaft. He whined pitifully into her asshole, his tongue jammed as deep as he could get it through the tight pucker. Huge jets of jizz erupted from his piss slit in a seemingly endless stream. Again and again, scalding wads of spunk burst from his spasming prickknob, flooding his mother’s clasping cunt channel with a steaming tide of jism.

He could feel his cum being forced out around his cock, and he fucked her faster, trying to empty his balls inside her. Lois felt him whining into her asshole, and looked back at him again. She whipped her leg up over Tracy’s head, and turned around quickly, planting her hands in the middle of Kyle’s chest, pushing him back as hard as she could.

Kyle went tumbling ass over elbows, and a thick ribbon of jism arched upward as his cock sprang up toward his belly. Scrambling eagerly between Tracy’s wide spread legs, she locked her lips eagerly over her spunk filled cunt and started sucking hungrily. Pulling away and swallowing quickly, she looked back at Kyle, her lips coated with pussy juice and his creamy cock milk.

“Stick it back up my ass, honey! Hurry, stick your cock up my ass and dump the rest of your load in there!”

She plastered her mouth back onto Tracy’s pussy slit, sucking frantically, her tongue lashing up inside, gathering up all the still warm spunk she could find. She was making loud gobbling and grunting noises when Kyle shoved his cock up her ass to the root in one pile driving plunge, making her wail with delight into Tracy’s cunt slit.

Phil couldn’t see any of what was happening, but he could hear the loud sloppy slurpings, suckings, and assorted moans and groans, and it was bringing his quickly to the brink of cumming. His friend’s mother was sprawled unmoving on top of him, but her hot, tight asshole still spasmed and quivered around his pounding cockstalk.

“Cumming!” he bellowed as he felt his balls twitch, then unload their creamy cargo. His ass started working faster, driving his cock up in the Tracy’s asshole in a frenzy. “Oh fuck! Here it cummmmmmmmms!”

Lois heard his plaintive wail, and pulled her mouth off Tracy’s pussy again. She grabbed her son’s cock on the out stroke, tilting it up and dive bombing her mouth down on to it. His first creamy wad of ball juice skimmed across her tongue and splashed against the back of her throat. She swallowed it hungrily as she wrapped both hands around his jerking cockshaft, her lips locked tight around the knob. She drew her hands up till they pressed against her lips, and let her son fuck his cock up through slippery wet tube formed by her fists and her facial fuck hole.

Sucking on his spunk spurting cockknob like an out of control milking machine, she swallowed his jizz methodically, her throat muscles working rhythmically. Her hands tightened and loosened on his heaving cockshaft, mimicking her friend’s asshole perfectly. Phil had no idea he was fucking her mouth now, and he didn’t really believe it later, even though his own eyes told him it was so.

Kyle’s knelt behind Lois, his cock buried to the balls in her asshole. He wasn’t moving, he was just letting her tight back passage milk and massage his cock meat, and grooving on the sensations. He had his elbows resting on her back, watching over her shoulder as she sucked to cum out of Phil’s shit coated cock.

Phil went limp under his friend’s mother, his ass slowing to a stop as lay he back, gasping for breath. His hands came down and slid over her chest, cupping the spongy mounds of her tits with his fingers.

“Mmmmmmm,” he said quietly, pinching her nipples between his fingers, and mashing her fluffy tits into her chest. “I gotta fuck these puppies one of these days. They’re made for titfucking!”

“Oooooohhhh,” Tracy purred back turning her head to look at him as she swam back up towards consciousness. “I’d like that.”

Lois was still sucking on Phil’s cock, but less frantically now. She was pumping her head up and down, twisting her hands in opposite directions on his slippery cockshaft. She let one hand slip off his cock, dropping it down to cradle his nut sac in her fingers. She massaged his shrunken balls gently as she sucked his cock deeper into her mouth, not stopping till the head was touching the back of her throat. She held him there, breathing through her nose, her throat muscles massaging his prickknob softly.

“Good, you’re back with us.” Phil chuckled in Tracy’s ear. “I’m sorry, Tracy, but you’re starting to get heavy, and I can’t breathe.”

“Oh, sorry.” she said as she lifted her leg across Lois’s head and rolled off him onto the floor. She sprawled in a heap, and just laid there, too weak to move any further.

Phil looked at her ass, seeing her stretched out asshole, then he looked down between his legs, and saw his mother with his wilting cock buried in her throat. He looked up over her, and saw Kyle leaning on her back, watching her suck his dick.

“Damn,” he muttered, “I didn’t even notice the difference.”

“Yeah,” Kyle grinned down at him. “Hey, you think your mom will ever let me finish fucking her? She keeps pushing me off before I can get my nut, man!”

“Yeah, get her alone, and you’ll have a great fucking time! I promise! They set this shit up for them. We’re just walking dildos today, dude!”

He reached down and pulled his mother’s mouth off his cock, sitting up so he could look into her lust glazed eyes.

“When did you make the change?” he asked her, his lips brushing hers.

“Just before you started shooting,” she panted, making him wince and pull away quickly.

“Goddamn Mom, your breath smells like shit! And I mean literally. I’m sorry, but you’re gonna have to brush your teeth before I kiss you again!”

“That’s a mean thing to say to your mother, Phil! But you’re probably right.” she looked back over her shoulder at Kyle, giving him a lopsided grin. “If you wouldn’t mind pulling your cock out of my ass, could you see if you can scrounge me up a toothbrush? I’m gonna go wash my hands and rinse my mouth out, then make us all some drinks.”

End Scene Five

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