Tales Of Lustville06
Scene Six
Tracy, Kyle, Lois & Phil Part Two
A little while later, after everyone had taken quick showers, and Lois
had brushed her teeth three times, they gathered in the living room again. They
were all munching on snacks, and were already half way through the second
pitcher of margaritas Lois had made.
“Phil, honey,” Lois said, “Do you want to run over to the house and get
our laptops? I think Tracy and Kyle might like to see what we did!”
She got up and walked around the room, picking up the phones from where
she’s put them earlier, turning them all off, then looked at the pile of
devices in her hands.
“Oh damn! I can’t tell which phone is who’s now! They all look the
same!” She went through them, finding hers on the third try, and dumped the
rest on the coffee table. “You can all go through the pile and find your own!”
she laughed.
“I don’t have to go get our laptops, Mom. We can do everything from
here.”
He turned to Kyle.
“Where’s your laptop? I need to get into our machines. I got something
you’re gonna love, dude!”
Kyle leaned over and pulled a small keyboard and mouse from under the
coffee table. He slid them over to Phil, and turned on the TV.
“Don’t need one, you can get online through the TV. We have a PC hooked
up to it now.”
“Nice,” Phil nodded. “Mom, you mind if I do that? It would sure be nice
to watch porn on our sixty-five inch plasma, instead of my little laptop!”
“Porn? There’s no way I’m going to let you watch pornography, young
man.” Then she grinned. “Unless I’m watching it with you!”
“Well, duuhhhhh, Mom!” he said, tapping away at the keyboard, watching
lines of text march across the screen. “I mean, I don’t need porn to get turned
on now, with your attitude and all. I just like to watch people fuck!”
“So do I!” the others said at the same time.
“Okay, I’m in. Stop, save...rinse and repeat. Okay, lets see what we
got!”
He clicked on a file, and a video window popped up. He enlarged it to
full screen, and
“What the fuck?” she looked at Lois, then jumped on top of the smaller
woman, wrestling her to the floor, biting and tickling her playfully. “Is that
what you were doing in here? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Chick fight!” Kyle yelled, grabbing his drink off the table and taking
a big sip. “Damn, Phil! You’re right about your mom making killer margaritas!
I’m getting blitzed! You got another doob?”
“Yeah, gimme a minute.”
He shrank the video, and clicked on some more files, and suddenly, the
screen was filled with four different images of the room they were in, all
showing different angles.
“Oh wow, I didn’t know we could watch them all at the same time,” Lois
giggled, squirming and wriggling under
They two women rolled apart, exchanging one last kiss, and each moved
over next to her son. Lois jumped up and grabbed the pitcher off the coffee
table, and headed for the kitchen.
“Can you wait a sec before you play it? We need a refill.” she said,
holding up the pitcher
“Yeah, I’ll go too, I want to get something.” Phil said. He looked at
“That’s fine. How do I make one of them bigger? Or do we have to watch
all of them at once?”
“Double click on the one you want full screen, then right click on the
taskbar to bring them all back up. Be right back.” he said as he followed his
mother into the kitchen.
I’m ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille! she thought. Do you want these
six guys to cum on my face again?
Lois and Phil came back, and Lois filled everyone’s glasses, then sat
the pitcher on the table. Phil was carrying a plate with pieces of fruit on one
side, and dabs of jams, jellies, and sauces filling almost two-thirds of it. It
looked like he had a sampling of every condiment in
“What’s all that for, Phil?”
“Stretch out and spread your legs, and I’ll show you!” he grinned.
Lois and Kyle moved over next to them, leaning close to watch.
Reaching over her leg, he dipped his finger in a brown liquid, bringing
it up to his face and sniffing at it.
“Steak sauce. Haven’t tried that yet...Let’s see.”
He smeared the brown liquid lightly over her pussylips, then paused
before he started licking it off.
“Okay everybody, make sure you remember, you put it on, never in!”
He grinned over at Kyle.
“Cindy Kellerman still won’t talk to me cuz she got a nasty yeast
infection after I put strawberry jam in her pussy. No biggie, she’s a bitch
anyway! Fucking her is like sticking your dick in a corpse!”
He looked back at
“You missed, sweetie.” she purred.
“No, I didn’t,” he muttered, moving his mouth over and lapping at the
other smooth outer lip. He tipped his head back, and dragged the tip of his
tongue up between her quivering pussylips, barely touching the glistening pink
flesh.
“Oh my god, Phil!” his mother whispered. “That’s beautiful!”
She looked over at
Phil moved his mouth back down for another pass, this time whisking his
nimble labia back and forth, the tip brushing lightly across the swollen inner
lips as he worked his way up to the top slowly. He pulled back again, then
centered his mouth over her twitching cunt mouth, and pressed his lips firmly
against them this time. Opening his mouth, he sucked the soft, slippery folds
into his mouth, chewing on them gently with his lips, his tongue fluttering
softly between them.
Lois and Kyle watched spellbound as Phil took her to the heights of
ecstasy with only a few tiny touches of his lips and tongue. Lois looked at
Kyle, her eyes dropping down to his crotch, smiling when he saw his cock
standing up stiffly again. She dropped her hand and wrapped her fingers around
his jutting cockshaft.
“Can you do that?” she asked him quietly.
Kyle shook his head, his eyes never leaving the scene in front of him.
“No,” he said sadly. “I like to eat pussy, but I can’t do it like that!
Fuck, he’s barely touching her and she’s cumming already!”
“That’s okay, honey,” Lois giggled, squeezing his cockstalk playfully.
“I’ll let you practice on me!”
Planting one last, soft kiss on her pussylips, Phil got up on his knees
between
“I liked that,” he said casually, looking over at the plate next to her.
“Sharp and sweet. And it blended well with your tart and musky. Gonna have to
remember that one. Okay, what else we got here?”
“If you’re going to make me into your personal buffet, and believe me,
I’m more than happy to lay here and let you munch for the rest of the week! How
about showing these two voyeurs how to record us in action?”
“Oh yeah!” Lois said, “We were going to watch the movies! I wanna see
how they turned out!”
Spotting the mouse on the floor, she slid it over to Kyle.
“Find the part where you’re fucking me! I wanna see that first!”
“Yeah! I want to see some of that too!”
“Sure, I missed most of the end myself, I was buried under the pile!” he
laughed. “I’m gonna get up on the couch, wanna come?”
“As many times as you can make it happen!” she laughed. “And yeah, I’ll
join you.”
They got up off the floor and sat together on the couch.
Lois and Kyle climbed up on the other couch, sitting next to each other.
Lois cuddled close to him, her hand on his cock, squeezing it gently as he
skimmed though one of the videos.
He stopped it when he found the part with him and Lois on the floor.
“You want to see it bigger? Or maybe all four views at the same time?”
“Let’s see all four together,” Lois and Tracy said at the same time.
He skimmed through the rest, pausing them when he found the right spot,
then muted three of them as he hit play on all four.
“Holy shit, Lois! You look hot sweetie!”
“I know,” Lois giggled, squeezing Kyle’s cock harder, her hand twisting
around it slowly as she started moving it up and down on his meaty cockstalk.
“I always liked fucking with my clothes on. There’s something about being
scantily, or partially clad that just gets me so hot!”
Phil slid down on the couch, lifting
She looked up at him as she felt him tugging lightly on her hair.
“What are you doing back there?” she asked him. “Are you jerking off in
my hair?”
“With, not on.” he grinned back. “You mind?
“No, I just never had anyone do that before,” she said, looking at him
in amazement. “What other kinds of tricks you got in that twisted little mind
of yours?”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“I dunno, I kinda make shit up as I go along most of the time. Just see
what feels good, ya know?”
“Wow, you’re incredible! I’m gonna ask your mom if we can trade over the
weekend. You okay with that?”
“Yeah, that’d be kewl! And I think Kyle needs some alone time with her
anyway. He was whining that she hasn’t let him finish fucking her yet! She
keeps making him pull out before he’s done. Kinda like you did to
“Scoot down a bit, I wanna play with your cock while we watch them.” she
said as she handed him one of the phones, then laid out on her tummy, propping
herself up on her elbows, her head almost in his lap. “But show me how to work
this thing first. How do I make a movie?”
“Slow down, this is a process.” he told her. “First we just shoot some
video. So when you record something, concentrate on composition, image quality,
and content. We’ll worry about how to make it all come together as a movie
later. Okay, first you hit menu, then multimedia...”
He stepped her quickly though how to set the phone up to record a video
clip, then showed her the basic controls on the camera. She was most interested
in the zoom, so he demonstrated that, then made her repeat what he’s shown her
on her own phone.
“Okay, I think I got it. And just in time too!” she said softly, looking
over at the other couch. “I think they’re gonna do the nasty over there in a
minute!”
Lois was watching the videos, mesmerized by the images of herself
fucking Kyle. Her hand was pumping steadily up and down on his cock, and she
had her fingers between her legs, stroking her clit gently, just teasing
herself for the moment.
Kyle had his arm around her, his hand cupping one small, firm tit. He
was watching the video closely too. He agreed with his mother, she was hot
naked, but she was even hotter in her little schoolgirl outfit.
“W...will you do something for me?” he said softly, his lips brushing
her ear.
“What’s that, hon?” she asked, not taking her eyes of the screen.
“Put your clothes back?”
She turned and looked at him, her eyes wide with surprise. Then she
grinned.
“You liked my little outfit? Or did you like me playing hard to get?”
“Yes.” he grinned. “Will you d...”
She was on her feet before he got the words out of his mouth. She was
picking up her skirt when she saw Tracy and Phil watching, and she giggled when
she saw that they both had cameras pointing at her.
“Stop and start it over,” she said to them. “Kyle, I’ll be back in two
minutes. I’m gonna come in and catch you jerking off to porno’s, and we’ll
improvise from there. Okay?”
He nodded as she picked up her tank top, and dashed into the hall toward
the bathroom.
“I want one camera on me as I enter the room, the other on Kyle jerking off
on the couch!” She called from the hallway a moment later. “Got it? Let’s make
this look real, people! Okay, on three! One...two...”
Phil pointed his camera at the hallway, and
Lois strolled into the room a moment later, and Phil followed her as she
sashayed across the room. He zoomed in for a close-up as she stopped, her eyes
going wide, her hand coming up to her mouth as she pretended to notice Kyle
naked with his dick in his hand on the couch.
“Oh my god, Kyle! What are you doing?” She screeched in her best little
girl’s voice.
Kyle sat up, looking shocked, his hands flying down to cover the rigid
stalk of his cock. He made a show of trying to cover it, never actually
managing it.
“Oh shit, Lois! What are you doing here? You not supposed...” He looked
away, like he was looking at a clock. “Oh god, I’m sorry, I lost track of time
and...”
“Is that why you asked me to come over?” she said, her face flushed with
both anger and excitement as she fell headlong into her part. “You just want to
try to get into my...Oh my god, Kyle! Is that thing real?”
Kyle looked up at her, following her lead. He leaned back on the couch,
appearing more confident now that her character was showing some interest
instead of anger, his hands still half heartedly cover his enormous, stone hard
cock.
“Oh, it’s real all right. You wanna see it?
“I don’t know, Kyle! I don’t want to get in trouble...” She had her
hands playing with the hem of her skirt, and her arms were squeezing her small
tits together, making them jut out proudly from her chest. Her nipples were
poking out like bullets under her thin tank top.
Phil had gone back to a wide shot after her initial outburst. Now he
panned over her body, catching every seemingly unconscious seductive move she
made. Her hips moved idly from side to side, and she tilted her head, almost
like she was trying to look under his hands to see his cock.
“Do Kyle’s girlfriends act like that? he asked, leaning down so he could
whisper in
“Some of them,” she whispered back. “She’s got in nailed. Now let’s
watch her get nailed.”
“We won’t get in trouble,” Kyle was saying. “My parent’s won’t be home
till Sunday, and my sister is staying over at a friend’s tonight. We have the
whole house to ourselves!”
He reached down and grabbed a pair of shorts off the floor, pulling them
up into his lap.
“Here, I’ll put my shorts on if it’ll make you more comfortable.”
“No! You don’t have to do that!” she said, moving slowly toward the
couch like a moth drawn to a flame. “I mean, you can if you want to!”
Kyle patted the shorts and felt a bulge in the pocket. Realizing that
they were Phil’s, he reached into the pocket and pulled out the baggie and
lighter he had put there. Patting the cushion, he smiled up at Lois.
“Come sit beside me Lois. Don’t be so shy.” He opened the baggie and
pulled out a joint, remembering her earlier reaction. He held it up so she
could see it. “Come on, you’re not gonna make me smoke this all by myself, are
you?”
Her eyes lit up, and Phil caught the gleam in her eyes in another
perfectly timed close-up, then panned back to a wide shot as she sauntered over
to the couch. He grinned when he saw the flash of her bare ass as she spun in
front of the couch, then sat down daintily next to Kyle.
Kyle saw it too, and swallowed hard as his cock throbbed under the
shorts, making them jump in his lap.
“What was that?” Lois asked, her eyes on his crotch as she nestled in
next to him.
“Nothing,” Kyle said casually, then put the joint in his mouth and lit
it. He took a big hit, then held it out to Lois.
She shook her head and leaned closer.
“I can’t do it that way.” she said, “Gimme a shotgun. But do it slow. I
like it better slow and easy.”
Yeah, right! Kyle thought as he flipped the joint over and put it in his
mouth, holding it between his teeth, and closing his lips so just the end stuck
out. Cupping his hands over her cheeks, he blew on it, sending a stream of
smoke into her face. She inhaled slowly, turning her face away when she
couldn’t take in anymore. She rested her hand on his thigh as she closed her
eyes and tipped her head back, still holding the smoke in her lungs.
Kyle choked as her hand slid up his thigh, almost swallowing the joint.
He pulled it out of his mouth and took another hit off of it, glancing back and
forth between her face, and her tiny hand resting on his thigh.
It was all Phil and
Lois was having fun playing the innocent schoolgirl, but she was looking
forward to the wanton nymphette part of her role to. She wasn’t in any hurry to
get to it. She knew she was directing this scene, and was glad Kyle was
following her so well.
Kyle looked her up and down. He wanted to paw at her tight little body,
or stand up and shove his raging hard-on down her throat. He doubted if she’d
mind, but he was getting into the scene too. It was almost like he was
replaying one of his many recent dates. He was going to have to use this
shotgun trick in the future, it was a great way to get things heated up fast.
Lois exhaled, smiling as she felt the pot start to hit her. Kyle could
see that her eyes were already glassy, and she was breathing heavily. He held
the joint up, and she nodded, leaning close again. Kyle took a hit off the
joint, and blew the smoke into her face again, watching as she inhaled it
through her nose. When she turned away again, he inhaled the rest of the smoke
himself, then took another hit.
She let the smoke out faster this time, and leaned in again, her eyes
glittering, her hand starting to slide higher up on his thigh. He felt her
fingers slipping under the shorts covering his lap, and slid down a little
lower on the couch, letting his legs fall open wider.
“Let’s try something different this time, okay?” he said, taking a big
hit off the joint.
She smiled, nodding, and he pressed his lips to hers, his hand coming up
to cup the back of her head. He blew the smoke into her mouth, slipping his
tongue inside at the same time. His other hand came up, sliding lightly over
one of her tits, squeezing it softly. She gasped, inhaling sharply, and almost coughed,
but she fought it back. She held the smoke in her lungs as long as she could,
her tongue still dueling with his, then started to squirm in panic when he
didn’t pull away.
Kyle felt her distress, he had been waiting for it. He inhaled the smoke
from her lungs, drawing air in through his nose, then breathed it back into her
mouth. She caught on quickly, imitating his actions, until there was no more
smoke for them to share.
She broke away, panting, but her flushed cheeks and heaving chest
weren’t just from lack of air.
“Again!” she said huskily, taking her hand off his thigh, and bringing
up to his chest. She leaned into him, grinding one firm titty into his arm as
she gazed up at him.
Kyle took another hit off the joint, and barely had it out of his mouth
when she plastered her lips against his. Her tongue darted into his mouth, and
she inhaled deeply as he blew smoke into her lungs. She didn’t blow it back,
instead she exhaled through her nose as she slithered up over him, kissing him
hungrily, her hands running through his hair and over his tightly muscled
chest.
Pressing her body down on his passionately, Lois darted her tongue into
his mouth, then retreated, welcoming his lingual invasion. She ground her tits
into his chest, her legs spreading around his thigh, humping her drooling cunt
down on it. Stroking her fingers through his hair, she recalled similar make
out sessions from her own teens, and threw herself into her role eagerly.
Phil was arching his hips up into
“Sorry,” he whispered. “I think I’ve been neglecting you!”
She nodded on his cockhead, then popped it out of her mouth and looked
at him.
“I was about to say something,” she gasped, spreading her legs, then
sighing as he slipped his hand between cream slick thighs, grinning when he
felt how hot and wet her pussy was. He stroked his fingers up and down over her
juice coated cuntlips, sliding two fingers slowly into her pussy as she pushed
her ass up at him. She wrapped her fingers around his cockshaft, stroking it
lazing as she watched the scene on the couch unfold.
Lois broke their frantic kiss, her eyes glowing as she stared into
Kyle’s faced. Then she buried her face in his chest, her hands coming up on
either side like she was trying to hide.
“Oh, Kyle!” she whimpered loudly, making sure the cameras would catch
her speech.
“What baby?” he asked, knowing where this was going. He had seen it
often enough lately. “What’s wrong? Come on, baby. It’s okay.” He stage
whispered soft reassurances and words of love in her ear as his hands moved
over her body.
“Yo...you’re gonna think I’m such a slut!” she said loud enough for the
cameras to pick it up, her face still buried in his chest.
“No, I won’t.” He said gently, lifting her face away from his chest, his
fingers stroking her cheeks. “Tell me what’s the matter. And why would I think
you were a slut?”
“Ca...can I...” She stopped, squirming against him, having trouble
staying in character now. “Can I see you’re dick? I...I can feel it pressing
against me, and it feels so good! Can I look at it?”
“Sure,” he laughed, “Here, roll toward the back of the couch and let me
move these shorts.”
“No! Let me go, I wanna get down on the floor so I can get a good look
at it. Okay?”
“Fine with me!” he grinned. “Here, you get down on the floor, and I’ll
sit up on the couch.”
She scampered down onto the floor as he sat up and slid lower on the
couch, spreading his legs wide. He left the shorts where they were. She moved
up till she was between his legs, her face inches from his hidden cock. She put
her hands on the insides of his thighs, looking up at him expectantly.
“Okay,” she breathed, staring at his crotch. “I’m ready! Let me see it!”
“Huh uh,” He said, grinning down at her. “You wanna see it so bad, you
do it!”
She gave him her best shocked schoolgirl look, then looked back at his
crotch. She was glad that the cameras couldn’t see the hungry look on her face.
But she was glad Kyle could. Forcing her hand to move as slowly as she could,
she wrapped her fingers in the shiny material covering his throbbing cock. She
could see it jerking and twitching under the light fabric, and her mouth was
watering. She was praying she could stay in character until it was time to let
the nymphette out.
“Here, we go!” Phil said, then eased his fingers out her
She looked back at him, covering her mouth with her hand to muffle her
giggles. She eased off the couch, then ducked under his arm, trying to stay out
of the shot. He nodded, and she slipped up onto his lap, reaching between her
legs and guiding the knob of his cock into her dripping cunt hole. Sighing
quietly, she eased her weight down, letting his huge cock slide deliciously
into her pussy.
He pulled one hand back, and she took the camera from him, holding it
out to the side like he was. They were getting the same view from slightly
different angles now.
“You shoot him, and I’ll shoot her. Nod if that’s okay.”
She nodded her head, adjusting the zoom once she’d settled Kyle in the
middle of the frame. She wiggled her hips, leaning back against him, and
squeezed her cunt muscles around his twitching dick.
“Suck it,” he whispered, flexing his groin muscles, making his cock
throb inside her. “Suck my cock with that hot little cunt,
He brought his free hand around and cupped one of her heavy tits, squeezing
it softly, his fingers running around the bumpy ring of her areole for a
moment. Then he skimmed it down across her stomach, finally coming to rest over
the sopping wet mound of her cunt. Her cupped her puffy pussylips, spreading
them gently, and flicked his middle finger over her clit.
“What are you?” she grunted softly, “Some kind of mind reader? You keep
doing, or telling me to do, what I’m thinking about!”
“Dirty minds think alike!” he chuckled. “Now pay attention. We’re gonna
make the greatest porn flick ever outta this!”
Lois was dragging the shorts down slowly, and could see Kyle’s curly
cockhairs coming into view. Then his cockknob got stuck on the waistband. She
pulled harder, but it wouldn’t come free. She looked up at Kyle, a disappointed
look on her face.
“What’re you gonna do now little girl?” It looks like it’s stuck!”
“Will you help me?” she said, her mouth pooching up in a sultry pout.
He shook his head as he looked down at her.
“Then I guess I’m just gonna have to...do THIS!” she crowed
triumphantly, jerking the shorts away, and throwing them over her shoulder.
His cock bounced up and down, finally slowing to a stop. It stood up
stiffly at a forty-five degree angle, throbbing and twitching powerfully, the
fat knob poking up over his belly button.
“Oh my god, Kyle!” she squealed, clapping her hands over her mouth.
“It’s so big!” She looked up at him, her eyes held wide. She dropped her hands
down onto his thighs, and leaned in closer, inspecting it closely. “Ca...can I
touch it?”
He nodded rapidly, his breath starting to come in harsh pants.
Sliding her fingers slowly up his thighs, she walked two of them through
his curly cock bush, then ran one finger slowly down the side of the shaft.
“Oooooohhhh, that’s neat! It feels so hard, but soft at the same time!
Can I touch it again?”
“Yeah,” he croaked, “Wrap your fingers around it! Go ahead! You’ll like
it!”
She grinned up at him as she wrapped her fingers around the middle of
his cockshaft.
“Oooooohhhh, you’re right! That does feel kewl!”
“P...put yo...your other hand on it too!” He waited for her to do it,
then arched his hips up so his fat cockstalk slid up through her gently
grasping fingers. “Mo...move them up and down, Lois. Move your hands on my
dick!”
She started moving her hands slowly up and down over the length of his
throbbing shaft, watching enthralled as the fat knob twitched, and a thick drop
of pre-cum drooled from his piss slit.
“Oh my god, Kyle! Am I jerking you off? I am! I’m jerking your big cock
off!” she raised up on her knees, leaning closer till her face was only inches
from his pulsing prick pole. She pulled it up away from his body till his
cockhead was pointing at her face. “What’s that stuff leaking out of your
cock?”
“That’s cum. Well, pre-cum, actually. That’s what shoots out of my dick
when I cum. Touch it. Stick your finger in it, and rub it around on the head of
my cock!”
“I don’t know, Kyle!” she said slowly, her hands picking up their pace
slightly.
“You’ll like it, I promise!” he said, almost frantic with need. “See,
there’s more leaking out! Rub your hand in it and smear it all over!”
“Will it feel good for you?” she asked him coyly, bringing her hand up
and holding it over just over his dripping cockknob. She could feel the heat
from it almost burning her hand. “Will more of that stuff come out if I do it?”
“
She started moving her hand faster, and brought her palm down onto his
cockhead, moving it around in slow circles, spreading his sticky pre-cum all
over his spasming knob. His cock throbbed violently in her fist, and she knew
that he wasn’t going to last much longer. That was fine with her, it fit right
into her script.
“N...now Cha...change hands!” he panted, his hips jerking and humping up
into her shucking fist. “Pu...put the wet one around my cock and rub the head
with the other one! Get it wet too!”
She did as she said, cooing happily as she beamed up at him.
“Oh wow! That feels even better! Now my hand slides over your dick real
easy!” She held her hand still on his cockhead, her palm pressing on the
weeping piss slit. “Which feels better? This?” She started stroking her fist
hard and fast up and down over his cockstalk for a dozen strokes. “Or this?”
She wrapped both hands around his cock and started working them up and down
slowly, twisting them back and forth around his cock meat, squeezing and
milking his pulsing cockshaft rhythmically.
“I...I ca...can’t tell!” he grunted, fucking his cock up through her
stroking fingers harder. “Do it again!”
Smart boy, she thought, grinning up at him. Either that, or you’ve been
through this before.
“Okay,” she said, smearing his cum juice around on the fat, flaring knob
again. She pulled her hand away, but instead of putting it back on his cock,
she brought it up in front of her face and looked at it. She moved it even
closer, sniffing at his sticky pre-cum coating her palm. She looked up at him,
a quizzical expression on her face. She hoped the camera was getting it. “What
does this stuff taste like?”
His cock jerking in her hand, and she felt the thick vein on the
underside ripple under her fingers as more pre-cum surged up the shaft. She
hoped he could hold it back just a little bit longer.
“I...I don’t know. Wh...why don’t you taste it and find out?” he
grunted, staring down at her.
She thought about it for a moment. then said, “I will, if you will!”
He looked at her for a moment, then nodded frantically, his eyes almost
bugging out of his head. He was gritting his teeth, and his fists were balled
up, pressing into the cushions on either side of him.
“Hop off! Oh fuck it hurts to say that!” Phil grunted. “She’s gonna jerk
him off! She’s doing the innocent nymphette learning just about sex! Come on!
We gotta get over there!
Tracy, who had been cruising on delightful wave of mini cums, got her
feet under her, holding the camera as steady as she could. She felt Phil slide
up behind her. He started talking quickly, but quietly.
“You go left, I got right. Shoot them side on, with a little angle. We
have to stay out of each others shot. Zoom to where you have just them in the
frame. When starts he to cum, I’m gonna go behind the couch, you stay put, and
we’ll get a close-ups of the cum shot from two different angles. Got it?”
She nodded, and squeaked when her smacked her on the ass. They both
walked over till they were bracketing the couple on the couch, kneeling to keep
the cameras steady.
Tilting his cock down even further, Lois cupped her palm under his
cockhead and pulled her other hand slowly up the throbbing shaft, milking his
meaty cockstalk, forcing more of his pre-cum to drool from the tip. Moving her
hand away, she went back to pounding her fist up and down on his cock, trying
to get him to cum now.
There was a half dollar sized puddle of his pre-cum in her palm, and she
looked up at him as she slowly raised it to her mouth. She stuck out her
tongue, dipping it in the pearly cock cream. She purred happily, then pressed
her lips to her palm, sucking the rest into her mouth with a loud slurping
sound. She licked her palm, cleaning up every last bit of his cum.
“That tastes good!” she said, smiling up at him. She held her hand up,
showing that she’d cleaned it all up. “Now let me get some for you!”
She ran her fingertips lightly over his cockhead, swishing them around
right on his piss slit. The muscles in his neck bugled, and he made a strangled
whining noise in his throat. Leaning forward, she held out her hand, her
fingers inches from his lips.
“Do it, Kyle! I wanna see you taste it too!,” she panted, her fist a
fleshy blur on his cock now as she pounded it up and down as fast and as hard as
she could. “Do it, Kyle!” her voice taking on an edge. “Taste your stuff, or
I’ll stop. I swear to god I will!”
Kyle leaned up a little, opening his mouth and letting her slip her
fingers inside. She pressed up on his chin with her thumb, forcing his mouth
closed.
“Lick, Kyle! Lick your sticky stuff off my fingers!” she cried eagerly.
Phil was moving around the back of the couch quietly, shooting down at
them from one side. His mother was framed perfectly as she jerked furiously on
Kyle’s pulsing prick meat.
Kyle moaned as his lips closed around her fingers, his tongue sweeping
across her fingers as he surrendered to her. His hips arched up, and suddenly,
a thick rope of spunk erupted from his piss slit, hitting Lois under the chin,
and splashing up onto her face.
“Oh my god, Kyle!” Lois squealed as she felt his hot cum splash onto her
skin. “What’s happening? Are you cumming? Kyle? What should I do?” She leaned
back, pulling his cock down so it was pointed right at her when the next heavy
spurt burst from his piss hole, covering her from her tits to her neck with
scalding hot jizz.
Kyle didn’t answer her, he was sucking hungrily on her fingers now as
she fucked them in and out of his mouth. His hand came down on hers, pumping it
up and down a few times, then fell away. She kept up her frantic stroking,
easing her fingers from his mouth and adding that hand to his spasming cock
meat.
She tilted his cock up a little more, just as the next wad rocketed out,
hitting her on her upper lip. Her mouth dropped open, and another steaming jet
of jizz caught her on the corner of her mouth, half of it splashing across her
tongue, the rest skimming across her cheek in a sticky rope that clung to her
skin.
Kyle was grunting and flopping like a fish on the couch, his ass hanging
over the edge as his cock twitched and throbbed powerfully in her fists, his
hot cum raining over her like he was pissing instead of cumming. He didn’t
think he’d ever stop cumming. His balls were squashed up tight against the base
of his cock, still flexing and contracting spastically in their shrunken sac.
Lois had her eyes open the whole time, and was amazed by both the volume
of cum pouring from his piss slit, and velocity it was coming at her. She was
already covered with it, but it just kept shooting out at her.
Finally, unable to resist any longer, she plunged her mouth down onto
his quivering cockstalk, sucking it hungrily into her mouth. Squeezing his
pulsing prick shaft, she pressed her thumbs against the thick vein on the
underside, working them up slowly, groaning around the jaw stretching bulk of
his cock as she milked his cum out onto her tongue.
Kyle moved his hand onto the back of her head, but just left it lying
there, too weak by this point to move it. His mouth was hanging open, and a
string of drool trickled from the corner. For all intents and purposes, he was
out of it.
Lois wasn’t paying any attention to him, she was totally focused on his
cock. She wasn’t jerking on it as frantically, she was milking his cock up into
her mouth now, cleaning up every speck of spunk she could find on his bloated
cockknob. Letting his cockhead slip slowly out of her mouth, she started
running her lips and tongue up and down the length of his cockshaft from the
base up to just under the flaring knob, working her way around his enormous
cockshaft until it shone with a glistening sheen of her spit.
Sitting back on her heels, proud that she’d cleaned up ever drop of his
cum from his cock, she looked up at him. She was disappointed at the condition
he was in, but she understood. She knew that he had cum at least twice today,
and she’d just sucked and jerked a load out of his balls that would have killed
a man her age. She smiled, knowing that tomorrow, his balls would be recharged,
and she’d be able to play with him again.
“Cut! That’s a wrap! Print it!” Phil crowed.
“Here,” she said, pressing the camera into her hand. “Your turn.”
Lois over at her dumbly, but
She was reaching for his cock as he slid over her.
“Just stick it in, and fuck me hard and fast, no frills. Just cum in me.
Got it?” she said, grinning up at him.
“Got it.” he grinned as he started sliding his cock into her. “Count.”
He got his arms under her shoulders and spread his knees wider, then
started hammering his cock in and out of her sopping wet cunt hole as hard as he
could.
“Two...three...ff...our...oh fuck! Oh Phil! I’m cumming already! Cum
with me! Shoot it in meeee!”
Phil managed two or three more frantic thrusts, then shuddered as he
felt his cum load thundering up his piss tube. He buried his cock to the balls
in her, digging his toes into the carpet and just kept pushing it in, not
pulling back at all, just a constant succession of in strokes.
“Philllllllll!” She screamed as his scalding hot cum flooded her pussy
tunnel, his enormous cockstalk stretching her creaming cunt hole out of shape.
She had never had so much cock meat in her pussy before, and it felt like he
was trying to cram in even more. Throwing her arms and legs around him, she
fucked him back at him eagerly, milking off her orgasms one after the other on
his jizz spitting dick. Jerking and humping wildly, they writhed against each
other blissfully for long minutes, finally slowing to a reluctant stop.
Phil lay on top of her for a few moments, then raised up, trying to get
his elbows under him.
“Not yet,” she whispered. “I don’t want to let you go yet. Fill me, feel
me...Oh god, this is so fucking good!”
They lay together for a few minutes catching their breath, slithering and
squirming against each other playfully. She finally pushed him off, and he
rolled over onto the floor next to her.
“Lois,” she called out, “Did you get that?”
“Get what?” Lois asked, sounding confused.
She fell back onto Phil’s chest as they both burst out laughing.
End Scene Six
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