Tales Of Lustville07
Scene Seven
Lois, Timmy & Tommy
Lois was going through her wardrobe, weeding out clothes she didn’t wear
anymore. There was a big pile on the floor outside the closet that she wanted
to take to the consignment shop next week, and another smaller pile on the bed
that she was planning to alter, and see if she could make them sexier.
She was looking at a grey plaid skirt that she had cut very short, and
had just finished the hem on. She was about to try it on when the doorbell
rang. Sitting the skirt to the side, she hopped up and walked down the hall to
the living room, and opened the front door.
She was surprised to see the
She knew their mother vaguely, they used to talk at PTA meetings, and
waved at each other at the market, but that was about all. Lois thought Susan
was a very attractive woman, but she really wasn’t someone she felt comfortable
letting herself get friendly with.
Then, as she looked at the boys, she remembered one reason she didn’t
have more to do with her. She’d named her sons Timmy and Tommy. That’s what it
said on their birth certificates. Not Timothy, or Thomas like a normal person
would have named their child.
Smiling at the boys, she looked them up and down, liking what she saw.
They were both a head taller than she was, with broad shoulders that tapered
down to slim waists and hips, well muscled arms showing under their short
sleeved shirts, and slim, powerful looking legs. She remembered that they were
swimmers in high school, and had gotten scholarships to a major college back
east.
Her eyes settled on their crotches, and she had to suppress a gasp when
she saw the enormous bulges they sported. Looking back up at their faces, she
decided that they were pleasant enough to look at, but not nearly as handsome
as Kyle or Phil.
“Hi boys,” she said, standing in the open doorway. “You’re Susan Wilson’s
sons, Tim and Tom, right? What can I do for you today?”
“Yes Ma’am,” the one on the left said, putting his hand on his chest.
“I’m Timmy, and this is my brother, Tommy.”
“Okay Tim, was there something special you needed?”
“Well, Mrs. Parker, we’d like a few minutes of your time so we can give
you our testimony.” he said brightly, bringing a bible out from behind his
back. His brother revealed a stack of literature from behind his back as well.
Lois’s heart sank, and she almost closed the door in their faces. Then
she thought better of it. Maybe it was still possible to salvage these two
strapping young men from their path to a stuffy, pious life.
“Why, thank you boys!” she said, stepping back and waving them into the
house. “I’d be happy to listen to your testimony. And if you’d let me, I’d like
to share mine with you!”
“We’d like that, ma’am,” one of them said, she’d already forgotten which
was which. “People usually don’t want to hear us spread the word, and the ones
that do, rarely want to share with us.”
“I know, isn’t it terrible?” she said, leading them into the living
room. “I mean, I have so much that I’d like to share with you today. And there
are other things besides the word I want to spread for you. Can you stay for a
while? Your mother won’t mind?”
She glanced at their crotches again, and noticed that they dressed on
opposite sides, and as she led them to the couch, she made sure they were
positioned so their cocks would be on the inside leg when they were seated. She
planned on sitting between them, and wanted easy access to tease them.
They got settled sitting side by side. And she moved to sit between
them, then stopped, shaking her head.
“Where are my manners today? I’m sorry, boys. Would you like some punch?
I was going to make some anyway, and it will only take a minute!”
“Thank you, ma’am. That would be nice.” they said in unison.
“Goodie! I’ll be right back!”
She went into the kitchen, and got out her big party pitcher, then dug
around under the counter for the margarita mix and tequila. She filled the
pitcher about halfway with ice, then emptied the tequila bottle into it. Adding
the margarita mix slowly, stirring it the whole time. Tasting it occasionally,
she quit adding the mix when she could barely taste the tequila. She filled the
rest of the pitcher up with ice.
She grabbed a cup from the cabinet, she filled it half full with sugar,
then squeezed out four or five long squirts of lime juice into it. She added
warm water, and stirred it till the sugar melted, and dumped it in the pitcher,
stirring it to mix everything up, she tasted it again.
Perfect! She thought. They’ll be drunk off they’re asses, and putty in
my hands in no time! And I’ll work that putty into rock hard boners before they
even know what hit them!
Putting the pitcher and three glasses on a tray, she headed back to the
living room. The boys were talking quietly when she came in, and they drew
apart as she came around the end of the couch. She slipped between the couch
and the coffee table, bending over to sit the tray on the coffee table. She
made a point of sticking her ass right in their faces, glad that she was
wearing a thigh length skirt so her panties didn’t show. Not yet at least.
Standing up straight, she stepped back, brushing her skirt under her
legs and started to sit down. The boys had to slide over to make room for her,
and she noticed that they were both trying not to look at her legs as she got
settled. Good, she thought, there’s hope for them yet!
“Who’d like to do the honors boys?” she asked, waving at the pitcher.
“And before we get started, which one of you is Tim, and which one is Tom? I
think it’s rude to call people by the wrong name.”
“I’m Timmy,” the one on her left said. “You can tell, because I have
green eyes. Tommy’s eyes are blue!”
He leaned forward, brushing his brother’s hand away from the pitcher,
and started to pour a glass of her punch.
“That’s nice to know! It will make it easier to tell you apart!” she
said.
“So tell me, Tom.” she said, turning to look at him. “What do you have
to offer me today.”
Her hand dropped casually onto his leg, high up on his thigh, her
fingers brushing the thick tube of his soft cock. She left her hand in place as
she looked at him.
“Tommy, ma’am.” he said, his hand coming down on hers and easing it a
little further down his leg. “Our mother doesn’t like us to use nicknames.”
His face was flushed, and she was sure she felt his cock twitch and
start to stiffen under her fingers.
“Mrs. Parker?” his brother said, holdout a glass toward her.
“Oh, thank you, Tim!” she said, making a point of using the short
version of their names. “Here Tom. Tim can pour me another one.”
She watched as he took a big gulp from it, then turned back to Tim,
holding her hand out as he poured another glass. He handed the next one to her,
then poured one for himself, and put the pitcher back on the tray. He was just
starting to sit back, when his brother spoke up.
“Timmy, can I have another?” he said hold out his glass. “This is really
good punch! I started feeling warm as soon as I drank it!”
“I know,” Lois said taking his glass and reaching for the pitcher. “I
put a secret ingredient in it. Why don’t you try it Tim?”
Tim took a long sip of his drink, and grinned broadly. He took another
big swallow, draining his glass, and held it out for more.
“Tommy’s right, Mrs. Parker! That’s delicious! As hot as it is outside,
that really hits the spot!”
He took the glass from her as she handed it back to him, nodding his
thanks. Lois took a small sip from hers, and sat it on the tray, then leaned
back between them, bringing her hands down to rest on their thighs, closer to
the knees this time.
“You were going to give me your testimony, unless you’d like to talk a
little first.” she said lightly. “I don’t see you boys very often anymore, and
I miss getting to see you at your swim meets, I used to come see you all the
time!”
“Really?” Tom said, leaning forward to sit his half empty glass on the
coffee table. “Not many people like to watch swimming. Do you have a favorite
event?”
“Oh, the butterfly is my favorite! It’s amazing that you can move
through the water like that!” She leaned forward and filled his glass for him,
turning and lifting the pitcher toward
Tim. He held his glass out, and she held his hand to steady it as she poured.
“And the way your shoulders move, the way muscles flex as you throw your arms
up like that! Well, I don’t need to go into that!”
She sat the pitcher back on the table and returned her hands to their
legs, moving her hands a little higher this time. Neither of them objected, and
she turned to look at them as she leaned back between them. Both their faces
were flushed, and they were sweating lightly.
“You boys do look warm,” she said, putting a concerned look on her face.
“Would you like me to turn up the air conditioning? Maybe if you loosen those
ties, you’d be more comfortable too. I promise I won’t tell.” she added in a
conspiratorial whisper.
Turning to Tim, she loosened his tie, and opened the top two buttons on
his shirt, shaking the collar and holding it open, then blowing softly onto his
chest. She turned to Tom and did the same thing, then picked up their glasses
and handed them to the boys.
“Have some more punch,” she said. “That will help you cool down. Go on,
drink up...that’s my good boys!”
“Thang you, Mishush Parger,” Tim slurred, then drained his glass and
handed it too her.
“Tom, do you need a refill too?” she asked, turning to his brother.
He stared at her bleary eyed. “Yesh mama, I mean, ma’am.” He giggled at
his mistake, and held his glass out to her. “Mother makes us call her
Mother...I like mama better.”
Lois took the glass, but wrapped her arms around him, pulling his face
against her small firm breasts. She stroked his hair softly as she moved his
face in her cleavage. “That’s fine, honey. You can call me mama all you want. I
like it.”
“So, do you boys do everything together? I mean, do you really like to
do things together? Do you ever do anything like, go on dates together?”
“Oh,
“Now, that’s just a shame! Big, strong, handsome boys like you! I’ll bet
the girls are just throwing themselves all over you! That must be hard on you!”
“It’s hard all right,” she heard Tim mutter behind her.
“What was that Tim?” she asked, reaching down and peeling Tom’s arms
from around her waist.
“I said, it can be dif...difficult some times. There’s so much
temptation in the world. Mother says we have to be pure if we want to get into
heaven.”
You ain’t seen temptation yet, you young stud! she thought. And in just
a few minutes, I’m gonna take you to a heaven your mama probably never dreamed
of!
She let go of Tom, and picked up her glass from the table, bringing it
to her lips. Instead of taking a drink, she poured her drink down the front of
her shirt.
“Oh, dear lord!” she said as she leapt to her feet. “Look what I’ve done
now!”
She turned around so she was facing them, brushing at the front of her
shirt. She was soaked to the skin, and her lacy bra was clearly visible through
her shirt. They could see her nipples poking up stiffly thought both garments.
“I am so sorry, boys! I’m just such a klutz sometimes!” She shimmied out
from behind the coffee table, making a show of it. “I better go change. Do you
boys mind waiting?”
“No ma’am, we can wait.” they both said eagerly.
She snuck a glance at their crotches, and was glad to see that they both
had good sized hard-ons stretching down the legs of their slacks now. She
turned and walked toward the hall, stopping and picking up the remote from the
end table. As she got to the entry to the hall. she turned and looked back at
them. The boys were in an animated conversation, obviously about her.
It was time to turn up the heat a little bit more. She turned on the TV,
and pressed play on the DVD player. Kyle had burned her a montage of cuts from
their fourway cluster fuck last night before they’d left. It was a selection of
shots from all four cameras, and she’d thought it was hot when she’d watched
it. She hoped the twins liked it too.
Taking the remote with her, she went into her bedroom, tearing off her
clothes as she went. Dashing into her closet, she started looking for the pink
plaid skirt from last night, then stopped, a wicked grin crossing her face. She
went back into the bedroom and picked up the grey skirt she’d shortened. Picking
it up, she looking at it critically, then slipped it on quickly, not bothering
to zip it up, then stepped over in front of the mirror.
Fuckin-A! she thought. This is perfect, and I know just what to add for
that special look!
She went back into the closet and took down a starched white blouse,
pulled a pair of black thigh high stockings with a seam up the back out of a
drawer, and found her black four inch heels in their box. She went back into
the bedroom and tossed everything on the bed.
She stuck her head out into the hall, and called out to the boys.
“Are you okay in there, boys? I’ll only be a couple more minutes, I want
to rinse the punch out of my bra, it’s my favorite!”
Not waiting for an answer, she went into the bathroom and wet a
washcloth under the tap, running it over her chest and tummy to clean off the
margarita mix before it got sticky. She slipped her fingers between her legs,
running them through the slit of her pussy. She was soaking wet already! She
decided to leave her pussy like it was, and dried her upper body quickly. She
spritzed her hair heavily, raking a brush through it, pulling it back to give
herself a more severe look. Back in the bedroom, she got her reading glasses
off the nightstand, then started dressing.
Slipping the blouse on, she buttoned the bottom three, leaving the rest
open. Then she tucked the blouse into the short skirt, pulled up the zipper,
and closed the clasp. Next came the stockings, then the shoes. She looked over
at the mirror and saw exactly what she’d hoped for. The nympho librarian from
hell! The only change she made was to turn up the cuffs twice so they were on
her forearms, instead of at her wrists.
Moving over in front of the mirror, she looked at herself, tugging and
adjusting her clothes. In the front, the skirt came down about two inches below
her shaved pussylips. She turned side on, and could see that the back barely
covered the bottom curve of her ass. Turning back around, she spread her feet
shoulder width apart, and noticed that her hairless pussylips were just barely
concealed. Perching the glasses on the end of her nose, she folded her arms
under her breasts, smiling at her reflection.
As she started for the door, she had a nagging feeling that she was
forgetting something, or that there was a vital element missing. She was
slapping her hand against her leg when it hit her, making her grin wickedly.
Opening the bottom drawer of her desk, she lifted some papers and saw what she
was looking for. Her eighteen inch wooden ruler.
Stopping in front of the mirror one last time, her hip cocked to one
side, she smacked the ruler into her palm. She felt her pussy flutter as she
looked at her reflection. God, I hope they don’t cum in their pants when they
see me, she thought.
Striding out the door, she scooped up the remote and headed down the
hall. She stopped behind the couch, watching the boys from behind. She could
see that they weren’t obviously jerking off, so she doubted if they had their
cocks out. But from the way they were breathing, she could tell that they were
at least touching themselves.
They were talking quietly, pointing at the screen every so often. They
were so enraptured by the action on the screen, it never occurred to them to
look and see if she was coming out of her bedroom.
“Oh my god!” She shrieked. “What are you boys watching? Where did you
find that? Oh dear, this is unacceptable! Do you hear me? Un...acceptable!”
She stormed into the living room, picking up the phone as she went over
and stood in front of the TV. Holding the remote behind her back, she pressed
the volume button, raising it till the sounds of horny gasps and moans fill the
room. She let the remote fall to the floor behind her, then held up the phone,
holding it out as she looked at them.
“I can’t have this boys,” She said, glaring at them as she started
pushing buttons on the phone. “I’m going to have to call your mother! And
believe you me, she is going to tan your hides when I tell her what you’ve
done!”
“No! Please, Mrs. Parker!” Timmy said as he leapt to his feet. “We
didn’t do it, honest. The TV just came on, and we didn’t know how to turn it
off!”
She put the phone to her ear, her other hand rested on her hip as she
tapped her foot impatiently, pretending she was waiting for someone to answer.
“She’s not answering.” Lois said as she tossed the phone over onto a
chair. “Get up, both of you! I’m going to march you home right now and tell her
what you’ve been up to! And I’m going to give her a piece of my mind for...”
“No!” Tommy yelled. “Uh...she’s not home! She had to go to the doctor
today. She has um...she had to go to her lady doctor today. She won’t be home
till late!”
“She did, did she.” Lois said slowly, turning and picking up the wooden
ruler she’d laid on the TV. Smacking it against her leg slowly, she looked down
her nose at them.
“Then I’m just going to have to take matters into my own hands.” She
said. “Come over here and kneel on the floor. I’m sorry, but you’re going to
have to be punished for this. I can’t allow you to come into my house and watch
this kind of filth on my television!”
She stepped to one side and turned toward the TV as the boys came over
and stood in front of her. They stared wide eyed at the action on the screen
until she stepped back in front of them.
“That small woman actually looks a little like me, doesn’t she?” She
asked, then gasped, holding her hand over her mouth. “Dear lord! You didn’t
think that was me did you?” She glanced at their crotches, and barely stifled a
gasp when she saw how far their hard cocks stretched down the legs of their
slacks.
“I can’t believe you little perverts! You’re actually standing in front
of me, a good Christian woman, with your nasty penis’s sticking out
like...like, I don’t now what!” She ranted, pacing back in forth in front of
them. “You aren’t giving me any choice boys. I have to punish you! Now, drop
your pants, underwear too, I’m going to have to spank you!”
“But, Mrs. Par...” Timmy whined.
Lois stepped closer and slapped him across the face, her hand leaving a
bright red mark on his cheek. “Be quiet! And do as you’re told young man.
You’re already in trouble, don’t make it worse for yourself!”
Tommy was tearing at his pants frantically, opening the belt, then
forcing the zipper down. He pushed his pants and underwear down at the same
time, and his cock sprang up, twitching and throbbing in front of him. Timmy
quickly followed suit, and in seconds, there were both standing in front of
her, their huge cocks angling up toward the ceiling.
“Th...that’s disgusting!” Lois panted as she stared at the thick columns
of meat jutting from their crotches. “Make those things go down this instant!
How dare you! What kind of nasty thoughts are running around inside those heads
of yours?”
She smacked Timmy’s cock with her ruler, then moved over to Tommy,
giving him a whack for good measure.
“Make...(SMACK)...them...(SMACK)...go...(SMACK)...down...(SMACK, SMACK,
SMACK)...right now!”
Both cocks jerked and throbbed as she moved the ruler back and forth
between them. Tommy had his eyes closed, and was clenching his fists at his
sides
, while Timmy had his hands behind his back, making his hips arch out
toward her.
“Oh my.” Lois said softly as she stepped between them. “You like that,
don’t you Tim?” She asked as she ran her fingers lightly over the top of his
cock. She smacked it again with her bare hand, then wrapped her fingers around
it and started stroking it lightly. She slid the ruler down the back of her
skirt, then wrapped her other hand around Tommy’s cock, and started stroking
them both lightly.
“Tell me the truth, Tom.” She whispered in his ear, her voice husky as
she breathed, pressing her body against him. “Do you like watching what that
woman is doing on the TV? Look at her. Look how she takes that big cock in her
hot little pussy. Mmmmmmm, your cock is almost as big as the one that’s fucking
her.” She licked his ear, making his cock jerk and throb in her fist, then
turned to Tim. “You’re thinking about doing that to me, aren’t you, Tim? You
want to stick this big dick of yours in my hot...tight...wet little pussy till
I scream for mercy, don’t you?”
“N...no maam! W...we...
“Mmmmmmm, that’s too bad then, isn’t it?” She purred, taking a step
back. “But I still have to punish you, you are bad boys.” She let go of their
cocks, and Tim groaned. “Kneel down. It’s time you got your just desserts!”
The boys knelt, looking up at her. Tim’s eyes kept flicking down to her
crotch, and she reached down, lifting her chin with her fingers.
“What are you looking at Tim? Are you looking at my little pussy?” She
asked. “I didn’t have any clean panties to put on, that’s why I’m not wearing
any.”
She was drawing his face closer as she spoke, and the musky scent of her
filled his senses. He swallowed several times, and gasped when she started
pulling her short skirt up higher. The puffy lips of her pussy came into view,
and Lois spread her legs wider, making the fleshy flower of her cunt blossom in
front of his face.
“I changed my mind boys. I’m not going to spank you, at least not yet.”
She said as she looked down at them. She pulled Tim’s face between her legs,
forcing his mouth against her drooling pussy slit. “I still have punch all over
me, and I want you to lick it off. Go ahead Tim, lick it up. You see all that
sticky juice on the insides of my thighs? Use your tongue Tim, and lick me
clean!”
She glanced over at Tom, and saw that he was leaning close, his tongue
hanging out of his mouth as he watched his brother slurp and suck at the puffy
folds of her pussy.
“That’s good, Tim.” She panted, pushing his head away. She wrapped her
fingers in Tom’s hair and drew him forward, opening her legs wider, and bending
her knees as she held his face against her. “Oh! Oh my!” She gasped a she felt
Tom’s tongue flutter up inside her creamy cunt hole, lashing around eagerly.
“That’s a good boy, Tom’s. Clean all that hot juice up for my...ooooohhhh,
I...”
She pushed him away and moved over to a chair, laying back in it,
spreading her legs wide. “Come over her Tom. Let’s see if you can do as good a
job if we make it easier for you.” she giggled as they knee walked over to her,
their hard cock waggling from side to side as they came closer. Her hand cupped
the back of Tim’s head, and she smiled as he spread the lips of her pussy with
his fingers and started slashing his tongue all around in her sloppy wet slit.
Tim was leaning in, watching as his brother munched hungrily on her
juice coated cunt. Lois grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet, guiding him
around so he was standing beside the chair.
“You big ol’ dick is still all stiff, Tim. Look how’s its throbbing, and
there’s stuff dripping out of the end!” She wrapped her fingers around his cock
and stroked it up and down, then tighten her grip and pulled him closer. “I
think I can help you make it go down, Tim. Would you like that?” She asked,
smiling up at him as her tongue darted out and swirled across the head of his
prick.
“Lord forgive me.” Tim moaned as he pressed his hips forward, making the
fat knob brush across her lips.
“The Lord is rewarding you, Timmy. You have nothing to be forgiven for.”
Lois told him as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. She started
bobbing her head up and down slowly, her tongue lashing and laving along the
length of his thick shaft as it plowed in and out between her lips.
Tom’s tongue on her pussy was driving her insane, and she knew that if
she didn’t get one of their cocks inside her soon, she would go out of her
mind. Pushing them both away, she sat up, planting her foot in Tom’s chest, and
pushed him over onto his back. She clambered up out of the chair and stepped
over him, dropping to her knees, straddling his waist.
Catching sight of the action on the TV, she leaned down, her face inches
from Tom’s as her fingers wrapped around his cock, holding it up as she fist
the swollen knob between the lips of her pussy.
“Look Tom. That woman is sitting on that boy’s big cock.” She grunted as
she pressed down, feeling his cock sliding slowly up into her sopping wet cunt
hole. “Just like I’m doing to you. Oh, isn’t it glorious Tom? Can you hear the
angels singing? Oh dear lord,” She panted as she started moving her hips up and
down. “The heavenly choir is singing to me Tommy, blessing our union! Oh praise
the lord, Tommy! Praise the lord and fuck the shit out of me!”
“Ye...yes ma...mama!” Tom cried as his started jerking up at her,
driving his cock into her with rough, awkward strokes. I...I can feel the power
surging through me, mama! Oh praise...oh...ungh, ungh...oh god!” He grunted
“Yes, Tommy! Yes!” Lois cried as she started driving her pussy hard and
fast over the length of his cock, her hips twisting as she wriggled and writhed
on top of him. “You’re going to fill me with you blessed seed, aren’t you. Oh
please Tommy, shoot all that holy juice into me and help me find heaven here on
earth! Baptize me! Bless me with that hot ball juice.” She groaned.
“You too, Timmy!” she cried, looking over her shoulder, seeing Tim
jerking on his cock as he watched her fuck his brother. “Come over here and
feed my that wondrous rod the lord blessed you with. Let me feast on his
bounty...” She gagged as Timmy drove the head of his cock into her mouth and
started fucking her face eagerly.
Lois’s eyes rolled up in her head as Tom grabbed her asscheeks and
started pounding his cock harder into her pussy as he jerked her up and down on
top of him. Tim hands held her head as he stroked his cock in and out of her
mouth, make her gag and choke as her drove it deep into her throat again and
again.
She felt Tim’s cock throb and spasm between her lips and realized that
he was about to cum. Her hand came up and cupped his balls, then her fingers
slipped into a loose ring around the top of his ball sac, and she tugged on it
gently as she milked his egg shaped nuts, encouraging them to give up their
creamy cargo.
The first hot jet of jism flooding her cunt sent her skyrocketing off
into a mindblowing orgasm She raised up, her mouth pulling off Tim’s cock as
she grabbed her tits, throwing her head back, wailing and screaming out her
pleasure.
“Yes! Fill me Tom! Empty your balls into my pussy and bless me with your
mighty load!” She ranted mindlessly as she shook and spasmed on top of him. “ I
can feel the pow...mmmphhhhmmmgg!”
She gurgled as Tim shoved his cock back between her lips and fired off
an enormous wad a spunk, filling her mouth to overflowing. She wrapped her hand
around the twitching shaft of his cock, jerking on it frantically as she pumped
her mouth up and down over the jizz spitting knob.
She pulled her mouth off his cock, swallowing quickly, then pointed his
cock at her face, her fist pounding on it roughly as she let his sticky jizz
spray all over her face.
“Oh thank you, lord!” She cried. “Thank you for this feast of the flesh
we are partaking of!” She looked up at Tim, smiling up at him as she opened her
mouth, letting a thick string of his cum drool into her mouth. “Anoint me, Tim.
Spread the lord’s bounty he filled you balls with all over my face! Mmmmmmm,
feed me all the hot cum he blessed you ,you fucking stud! Mmmphhhhmmmgg!” She
groaned as she fed his cock back into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily as her
hand worked up and the length of the shaft, and her fingers squeezed his balls,
to make sure every drop of cum had fled from them.
Tom collapse under her, and she eased her frantic fucking on top of him
as she turned her head, keeping Tim’s cock in her mouth as she looked down at
him. She let Tim’s cock slip from her mouth, and pulled him down with her as
she laid out over Tom. Tim snuggled close beside her, his cock resting against
his brother hip.
“Our lord is well pleased with you, boys. You have redeemed yourself in
his eyes.” She whispered into Tom’s chest. She raised her head, looking at him,
a contented smile of her face. “But we have much more work ahead of us, to make
sure you don’t backslide. Are you up to that? She asked, squeezing Tom’s cock
with her pussy as she moved her hand down to grasp Tim’s cock.
Her eyes went wide when she felt a hand around it already. Both of Tim’s
were around her as he lay beside her. She looked down, and saw that it was
tom’s hand stroking lazily up and down his brother’s cock. She smiled up at him
as she slid up higher, pressing her jizz coated lips to his.
Tom kissed her eagerly, his tongue dipping into her mouth, then licking
across her lips. Lois pulled back, turning her cheek to him, and he eagerly
licked up the thick ribbons of cum from her face.
“Come help your brother, Tim. Help him clean your seed from my flesh.”
she purred as she rolled off of Tom, stretching out on the floor and spreading
her legs wide. She laughed happily as Tim moved between her legs, his mouth
opening as he rubbed his face all over her jizz coated cunt.
* * * * *
Lois strolled into
She pulled the chair out and turned it so her legs stuck out beside the
table. rather than under it, stretched out her legs, crossing them at the
ankles, and leaned back in her chair at the same time.
“Nice outfit. That a new skirt?”
“No, I cut off an old one, and rehemmed it. And is that any kind of way
to talk to me, your best friend?” she pouted, putting on her best wounded face.
“I’m hurt! I mean, I’m really hur...”
“I’m gonna like this, huh?”
“Ohhhhhhh, I don’t know,” Lois said, looking up at the ceiling casually,
then glancing back down at
“What? No, I haven’t, and now that you menti...”
“Good!” Lois said, a big grin spreading across her face. She threw one
leg up on the table, spreading the other one wide out on the floor. She flipped
up her skirt, showing
“What? When? You bitch! Why didn’t you call me?” she sputtered, her eyes
wide as she stared at the cum coated lips of Lois’s spread beaver. “They’re the
swimmers with the snooty holy roller mom, right? Shit Lois! I’d love a piece of
one of them! And you hogged both?”
“It just happened! The opportunity presented itself, and I went for it.”
Lois soothed her. “I thought about calling you, but there was alot of effort
involved. I had to get them drunk first, and I can’t tell you how easy that
was! I made a pitcher of margaritas and told them it was punch. I guess bible
thumping is thirsty work, cuz they gulped down half a pitcher in like ten
minutes. And lemme tell you, I saw god, and he spoke to them through me!”
She stopped to catch her breath, and looked at
“Don’t be mad! I really did think about calling you and telling you to
come over. But by then, they were already drunk, and I figured it would
probably freak them out if you walked in.”
“I can understand that, I guess,”
“Oh my fucking god! They were great! Virgins both, and I got their
cherries! I swear, I’m gonna start putting notches on my headboard!” she crowed.
“And I already set it up for tomorrow afternoon. They’re gonna be at my house
around two or so.”
She slouched further down in her chair and dipped her fingers in her cum
drenched cunt hole, then pulled her fingers out and held then in front of her face,
watching the thick cum run down over them.
“Anyway, they just left, so I buttoned my blouse back up and came right
over here to see if you’d like a little snack.” She held her fingers up to her
mouth, licking the sticky jizz from them slowly, looking at
“You bet yer ass I’m interested!”
“Mmmmmmm, I love the taste of your pussy, sweetie. And their jizz ain’t
bad either! Now tell me more! I wanna hear it all!”
End Scene Seven
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