Tales Of Lustville08
Scene Eight
Part One
Lois & Timmy
“Hi, boys!” Lois said, smiling at the
“Yes ma’am,” they said in unison, their eagerness obvious on their
faces. Tom was smiling broadly, but Tim was having trouble meeting her eyes.
“Then come right in,” She said, stepping aside for them to come in. She
closed the door behind them, and waved them over to the couch. “I made some
more of my special punch for you. You seemed to like it so much yesterday.”
“I’m sorry I’m dressed like this, but I just got out of the shower.” she
said as she bent over to pick up the pitcher. She stayed bent over as she
poured a glass of punch for each of them, knowing that they could see down the
front and see her small round tits. “I was expecting you at two-thirty. I guess
I got the time wrong.”
Sitting the pitcher down, she smiled as the watched them drain their glasses
quickly. she refilled them, then walked around the end of the couch, and headed
for the kitchen.
“I have to get something from the kitchen. Tom, would you help me?”
“Yes, ma...” he stopped when he saw her looking at him, a look of
disappointment on her face. ”Y...yes mama!”
Good boy, she mouthed, then turned and walked into the kitchen. She
stopped at the table, and poured two glasses of her special punch out of a
smaller pitcher. She picked up one of the glasses, then loosened the sash on
her robe. One...two...turn!
She spun around as he stepped into the kitchen, making her robe fell
open. Tom’s eyes went wide, and he stopped in his tracks. She smiled at him,
and walked over, holding the glass out too him.
“Drink this,” she said, taking his other hand, leading him over to the
table. She watched him take a big gulp, his eyes roaming all over her body. She
put one hand on her hip, holding her robe open. “All of it. That’s
right...drink it down. That’s my good boy.”
“Th...thank you mama,” he whispered, still staring at her hungrily.
Lois took the glass from him and turned to the table, filling it again.
Picking up both glasses, she held them out to him.
“Tom, I have to tell you, and I think you already know it, but you’re my
favorite.” she said quietly as she stepped up to him, pressing her body lightly
against his. “And because you’re my favorite, I want to do something special
for you.”
She could feel his cock throbbing against her stomach as she rubbed
against him.
“Wh...what, um...what are yo...”
“I have a special surprise for you in my bedroom. Now take these...” she
said as she stepped back, holding the glasses out to him.
He took the glasses, unsure of what to do. He eyed her hungrily, but he
looked terribly confused.
“A...are you coming too?”
“I’ll be along in a little bit, I have to talk to Tim first. But you go
and wait for me. Be my good boy now. Go...”
She turned him around and pushed at his back.
“And be quiet, we don’t want Tim to hear you.”
His shoulders were sagging as he walked over to the doorway, peeked
around the corner, then moved quietly behind the couch into the hall. Lois
followed him to the doorway, watching him go down the hall, and into her
bedroom, heaving a sigh of relief as she saw the door close behind him. She was
smiling as she walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch with
Tim.
“Whe...where’s Tommy?” he asked, his eyes bulging out of his head as he
ogled her petite body under her open robe. His cock throb in his pants, it was
already hard in anticipation after their encounter yesterday.
“I had something I needed Tom to take care of for me. It’s going to take
him a little while I think. You don’t mind do you?” She was running her fingers
up and down his legs, getting closer to his cock on every upstroke. “I think
this would be a good time to review some of our lessons from yesterday.”
There was a frightened look in Tim’s eyes, as if he was unsure what to
do without his brother with him. That’s why she had separated them. She knew that
Tom was going to do fine on his own, but Tim was another matter entirely.
She poured herself a glass of punch, and refilled his. Handing him the
glass, she watched him take a long sip. She was tilting her chin up as she
watched him drink. When he stopped, she jerked her chin up, signaling him to
finish the glass. She watched as he took another drink, tipping it back,
draining it completely.
She took the glass from him, and filled it again, but sat it on the
coffee table. Turning back to him, she took a big swallow from her own glass,
paused, then took another big drink. She paused again, looking at the glass,
then tipped her head back and drained it. Sitting the glass on the table, she
turned to him and pulled her robe aside.
“What’s this, Tim?” she said, bringing her free hand up under her
breast, cupping it, and squeezing it with her fingers.
“That’s you br...titty. That’s your titty ma’am.”
“Not bad, Tim. A little backsliding, but not bad.” she said. She slid
her fingers around her nipple, making it stand up stiffly. “And what’s this
Tim?”
“Yo...your nipple.”
“And what do you do with my nipples, Tim?” she asked him softly, her
hand just barely touching the swollen head of his cock through his pants, then
moving away.
“I...I k...kiss them.”
“And?”
Her thumb moved up and swished lightly across his cockhead, pressing
more firmly as she moved it back and forth.
“Tim? I’m waiting. What else do you do with my nipple?”
His cockhead was throbbing under her thumb, and she moved it away,
looking at him calmly.
His face was bright red, and he was breathing very hard. Lois was pretty
sure he was going to cum in his pants any second, and she didn’t care. She knew
she could get him hard again easily, and she needed to get him passed this
resistance she felt him putting up.
Getting up on her knees, she held her nipple right in front of his face.
“I asked you a question, Tim! Are you going to answer me?”
“Ye...yes ma...yes maam!” he sputtered, looking up at her. “I su...suck
on it.”
“Don’t you want to suck on my nipple now, Tim? I thought you liked it.
The way you were licking and sucking on them yesterday, I didn’t think you’d
ever get enough. Tell me what’s wrong Tim. What’s bothering you?”
He looked at her nipple, then his eyes flicked up to meet hers, and
stayed there. He was pleading with her with his eyes, but she couldn’t show him
any mercy now. Not when she was this close.
Sitting back down on her heels, she laid her hand on his cock again,
squeezing it gently with her fingers. She started stroking the head of his cock
with her thumb again, using soft sweeping strokes. She looked at him steadily
as she worked her hand gently over his cockshaft.
He started to whimper softly, and tears started to leak from the corners
of his eyes, but he never took his eyes off hers. She knew that she only had a
couple more barriers to break down, and his lust would come rushing to the
surface like the goo from a zit. That’s how she pictured it. She was popping an
emotional pimple. It was hurting him now, but he’d feel better for it later.
Tom had been so easy! He had taken what she had offered him like she was
a new prophet, handing him words of wisdom from on high. Why was Tim fighting
her like this she wondered. He had been receptive when they were fucking
yesterday, but now he was resisting her. She doubted that it was because they
were alone, they had done her singly several times each. And she knew it wasn’t
because they had double fucked her. He had taken an enthusiastic part in that.
“Didn’t you like what we did yesterday, Tim? Are you having second
thoughts? That’s it, isn’t it?”
She squeezed his cock gently, feeling it jerk under her fingers. She
started running her hand up and down over the length of his cock, her fingers
massaging the thick vein on the underside, the palm caressing the bloated
shaft. Her thumb kept up its steady sweeping motions, pressing harder, then
softer, never letting him get used to one sensation.
He tried to speak, but couldn’t make the words come out. He was
whimpering louder now, and his chin had quivering.
“Oh Timmy,” she said softly, giving him a little something for himself.
“You know why I’m doing this to you, don’t you?”
He shook his head slowly, tears running freely from his eyes now, but he
still looked her right in the eye.
“I’m trying to help you become a man, Timmy. I know it hurts! I know it
feels wrong! But it’s not Timmy!”
A ragged sob burst from his throat and he buried his face in her chest,
wrapping his arms around her as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Lois felt
his cock pulse and throb powerfully under her hand, and suddenly, she felt a
moist heat under her fingers. She looked down, and saw large wet spot growing
on the front of his pants.
She squeezed his cock steadily, tightening her fingers around it, milking
his load out for him. She held his head to her breast gently, whispering in his
ear as she rocked him back and forth.
“That’s my good boy, Tim. That’s right, let it out. Oooooohhhh, I’m so
proud of you!”
She hugged him tight to her breasts, letting him cry himself out as she
rocked him back and forth slowly. She had gotten him thru a major barrier, now
she just had to make she he didn’t build it back up again.
* * * * *
Part Two
Tracy & Tommy
Tom stopped as he entered Lois’s bedroom, his eyes bugging out when he
saw the vision of beauty stretched out on the bed.
Her legs were spread slightly, but when she saw him come into the room,
she gave him her best come hither smile and spread her legs a little wider,
giving him a clear view of her hairless pussy mound, with the little landing
strip perched above it.
“Hi there,” she said warmly. “Is one of those for me?”
Tom looked down at the glasses in his hands, then back up at her. He just
looked at her.
“Let’s play a game. I’m going to ask you if one of those is for me, and
you’re going to say yes. Okay?”
He looked down at the glasses again, then back up at her.
“A...are yo...you my sur...surprise?” he finally managed to say. He took
a step forward, then stopped.
“Very good!” she said, clapping her hands. “You can walk and talk at the
same time! Now kick the door shut, and do that thing with your feet again.”
Tom dropped his head and blushed, but he was smiling now. He pushed the
door closed with his elbow, and walked slowly across the room, watching as she
swung her legs over the side of the bed. She was watching him coolly as he came
closer.
She held her hand out, and he gave her one of the glasses. She took a
big sip, still looking up at him.
“How many of these have you had so far today?” she asked, holding her
glass up.
“T...two.” he said, his eyes roaming over her body.
Taking another drink, she sat the glass on the nightstand, and leaned
back on her hands. Her tits swelled up under her bra, and she spread her legs a
little more, giving him just a peek of her pussy mound.
“I’m
“Tom, my name’s Tom.”
“Very good, Tom. Now, let me guess, you drank one real fast when you got
here, because you liked the way it made you feel yesterday.” It was a
statement, not a question.
She paused, and when he nodded, she continued. “Then Lois made you chug
another one before she sent you in here.”
He nodded again.
“Take another sip. About this much.” she held her fingers an inch or so
apart.
He sipped at the glass, and when he brought it away from his mouth, she
pointed at the nightstand. He sat the glass down, and took a step toward her,
then stopped.
“Come on, don’t stop there.” she sat back up on the side of the bed,
holding her hand out to him.
He moved closer, taking her hand. She pulled him the rest of the way
over, more as a gesture, because he was moving on his own now. When he was
close enough, she reached up and started to open the top button of his shirt,
then stopped.
“Can I take your shirt off, Tom?”
“Yes, please.” he said softly.
“You know I’m going to seduce you, don’t you, Tom? Lois sent us in here
as a present for each other. What do you think of that? Answer both questions,
Tom.”
Her fingers were working their way down the front of his shirt slowly.
She stopped after the third one, and looked up at his face.
“Yes, I know you’re going to seduce me,” he said, a small smile on his
lips. “And I like it.”
“Good,” she nodded, going back to opening the buttons on his shirt. “Do
you know why she wants you to make love with me?”
He gasped softly, and she put her hand on his hip to steady him.
“Do you, Tom?” she ask again, looking up at him.
He shook his head.
“Words, Tom. Use your mouth, and talk. And say my name.”
“Be...because she wants us to have a good time together.
“Not bad, but say my name again.”
“
Her hands started working on his belt.
“I’m going to open your pants now, Tom. so I can get to the rest of the
buttons on your shirt. Do you see how I keep using your name, Tom? I do that to
help you relax.”
He nodded, but caught himself.
“I understand,
“Yes, a little. Thank you for asking.”
She pushed his shirt open, then went back to working on his belt, She
got the hasp undone, and pulled the belt free. She paused with her fingers
poised to open his pants.
“You know how, in the movies, someone always says, ‘Relax, I’m not going
to bite you’?”
“Yes, I’ve see...” he gasped as she leaned forward and sank her teeth
into the rippling muscles on his stomach. “Oh god, Tracy...”
She pulled back, and started opening the clasp on his pants.
“I guess you figured out that I’m not going to say that.”
He laughed with her, then surprised her.
“Do it again,
She looked up at him, her fingers on the tab of his zipper.
“Where, Tom. Pick a spot, and show me where you want me to bite you.”
He pulled his shirt aside, bending his knees slightly, and turning his
body toward her.
“Here.” he said, his fingers rubbing under his nipple.
“Good choice. Put your hand on the back of my head, Tom. Pull me to
you.”
He brought his hand up, slipping his fingers through her hair. He played
with her silky tresses for a moment, then drew her forward, meeting her
halfway.
“Are you wearing underwear, Tom?” she asked just before her lips touched
his nipple.
“No, I’m not. I usually don’t at school.”
Her lips closed around his nipple, and she used them to chew on it
lightly. Her tongue swirled around it, and he moaned, pulling her harder
against him. Her finger had his zipper half way down, and she stopped as his
pants sagged around his hips.
“Bite it,
She looked up at him. his eyes were closed, and he was breathing heavily
through his nose. His fingers tightened in her hair as he pressed his nipple
harder against her mouth.
She took the tiny nugget between her teeth, biting on it gently. He
jerked against her, and his other hand came up to rest on her shoulder. She
realized that he was really enjoying what she was doing to him, so she sucked
more of his tit into her mouth, and bit down a little harder.
He started to shake, and was pulling her head against him, so she kept
biting down on the tender flesh of his tit bud. When she was afraid to bite any
harder for fear of breaking skin, she pulled back, stretching his nipple away from
his body. Shaking her head like a dog, she tugged it back and forth between her
teeth.
She dropped one hand between his legs, sliding it slowly up his thigh
till she felt his cock under her hand. She groaned into his nipple as she felt
how hard it was. She forgot herself for a moment and bit down, forcing a long,
loud moan from him. His cock throbbed powerfully under her fingers. She pulled
her hand away quickly, not wanting to make him cum in his pants. She loosened
her grip on his nipple at the same time.
Pulling back, she inspected his nipple, making sure she hadn’t bitten
into it, then she looked up at Tom’s face.
He still had his eyes closed, and he was breathing heavily. He had
relaxed his grip on her head, but still had his hand clamped to her shoulder
tightly. She turned her head, leaning down to kiss him softly on the back of
his hand. When she looked up at his face again, his eyes were open, and he was
looking back at her.
“Someone’s done that to you before.” she said.
He just looked at her.
“Will you tell me who?”
He kept looking at her, so she looked back down and started opening his
pant again.
“Tim. My brother, Tim.”
She stopped working on his zipper, and pulled back it up a little bit.
She nodded and looked up at him. “Okay.”
She kissed his stomach, running her tongue into his belly button, she
stopped when he took her face between his hands and turned her face up toward
him.
“Aren’t you going to ask me anything else?”
“Not about that. You’ll tell me when you want me to know.” She looked at
him thoughtfully. “Let’s go back to my original question. But kick your shoes
off first and get up on the bed with me.”
Pushing him away, she slid up onto the bed and stretched out. She patted
a spot next to her. She watched as he kicked off his shoes, and started to open
his pants.
“No, I want to do that. I like unwrapping my presents myself.” she said
with a smile.
He pulled his shirt out of his pant, but left it on as he climbed up
next to her.
She squirmed down a little so she could lay her head on his stomach, her
hands folded under her chin.
“Tell me why Lois wants us to make love together. Besides having fun.”
He thought for a minute, then shook his head. “I don’t know.” he paused,
then added, “Will you tell me?
“Honest is good. Keep that up, women like it. And yeah, I’ll give you my
answer if you can’t think of it.” she kissed his tummy, then looked up at him.
“While you’re thinking about that, I have some more questions. You don’t
have to answer if you don’t want to.”
“Okay. What’s the first one?”
“Before yesterday, had you ever had sex with a woman or a girl?”
“No,” he said, shaking his head. She could feel him tensing up as he
anticipated the next question.
“Did you feel me touching your dick while I was biting your nipple?”
“What? When...wait, gimme a sec, here.” He looked down at her. “Can we
move around a little bit? I want to sit up like you were when I came in.”
She raised up off him, letting him move up on the bed so he was resting
against the pile of pillows. She shook her head when he patted the place next
to him. She crawled up, stretching out beside him once he got settled, resting
her hands and her head on his stomach again.
“You don’t want me to hold you? I thought women like to be held.” he
said quietly, trying to change the subject.
“We like to be held, or at least I do.” she paused for a moment, letting
him stew. “I just want to look at you. I like looking at you.”
“But aren’t we going to...”
“We are, and we have been. But you haven’t answered my last question.”
“N...no, I didn’t, or at least I didn’t notice it. When did you do it?”
“When I was biting your nipple, right near the end when I was biting it
really hard, and pulling it away from your body.” she stopped, letting him
absorb that. “I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it a few times, but it
was throbbing so hard I though you might come in your pants. So I stopped.”
He was nodding, looking somewhere inside himself.
“Do you have any questions for me?”
“Not yet. Only the one I haven’t figured out yet. And you’re telling me
alot about yourself with the questions you’re asking. And not asking.”
He held out his hand, and she gave him one of hers, but kept her steady
gaze on his face.
“It’s not just sex is part of the answer. I expected to just start
fucking when I saw you laying in the bed. If I had come in here and just taken
off my clothes and got up on the bed, you would have fucked me, wouldn’t you?”
She nodded, smiling at him again.
“Did you see that I needed you to make love to my mind, before you had
sex with me?”
She shook her head. “You did that. Your body was screaming be gentle
with me. It’s okay, I like this, and I like you now. and when we get to the
sex, it’s gonna be better for me. And you too I hope.”
She sighed, a wry smile on her lips now. “I know what sex with Lois is
like. I’ve watched her having sex, and I had sex with, and made love with her.
You can do both with the same person, you know.”
“Will you tell me the rest of it? Or what you think it is? I guess I’ll
have to get the rest of it from her.”
“She’ll tell you it was because she wanted to fuck your brother. But
that’s not all of it for her. From what I know, you pushed passed some barriers
yesterday, and felt good about yourself when you left. How did you feel when
you got up this morning?”
She turn and rolled over on her back, and laid her head on his stomach
again, her body stretched out across the bed. Reaching up she pulled his hand
down and put it on her breast. “Play with my titties. I want to feel you
touching me.”
She pushed her bra down, and his hand closed over her tit. He molded and
squeezed it gently, then moved over to the other one.
“I felt pretty good. I jerked off in the shower fantasizing about her
sucking my dick. God that felt so good. Lois really knows what she doing.”
“That’s the way you’re supposed to feel.” She rolled her head to one
side, and looked at him. “Do you want to have sex with me now?”
“No, or at least, not yet. I’m not through making love with you yet.”
“Oh my! How old are you? Don’t answer that. I don’t want to know.”
Taking his hand off her tit, she rolled over and got up on her knees.
She moved over next to him, and rested her hand on his stomach.
“Well, in that case, do you mind if I finish unwrapping my present?
Yours, you’ll notice, came in an easy access package.”
“And I like the package too. It’s a total package. I’d like to get
my...never mind. But will you do me a favor?”
“Depends on what it is.” she said as she dragged her hand down slowly
over his stomach, down through the crisp curls of his cock bush, not stopping
till her fingers were on the tab of his zipper again. She dragged it down
slowly, one tooth at a time. “What’s the favor?”
“When we start having sex, will you teach me how to make love to you?”
“Of course silly! But you’re going to have to pay attention to what I’m
telling you. Keep in mind, that my whole body will be talking to you. It not
all just words, Tom.”
The zipper had reached the bottom, and she spread the flaps on his
slacks, and started to ease them down. He lifted his hips to help her, and
kicked his feet as she pushed them down his legs, and off his feet. She took
his socks off, pushing his clothes off the end of the bed, before she moved her
eyes back up to his crotch.
“Nice,” she said crawling next to him and wrapping her hand around his
cock, stroking it lazily. “Go ahead and ask me the question.”
He shook his head, grinning. “No, just go ahead and tell me the answer.
I already know it’s not what I want to hear.”
“Okay, I’ve seen bigger. But this is one nice dick you got here, Tom.
Let’s see...one...two...three.”
She stacked her hands one on top of the other, then moved the bottom
hand around to the top. More than half the head protruded from her fingers.
“Three hands and most of the head still sticks out? That’s a good ten
inches, easy. Is Tim packing the same kind of meat?”
“He’s about the same size. But he claims his is bigger. He has more
foreskin than I do.”
“Who’s the top?” she asked casually.
“We switch. We’ve been fooling around since we were kids.” He looked
down at her. “We don’t fuck. We just suck each other, and play. We both know
what the other likes. Will you come up here for a minute?”
“Sure. Next to or on?”
“You pick. I haven’t kissed you yet. and I really want to.”
“Definitely on top then.” she said, throwing a leg over his waist, then
crawling up onto him on her hands and knees. She stretched out on top of him,
snuggling close, then raised her head and looked at him.
“I’m having a good time. How about you?”
“Truth? Lois made me...no, I came six times with Lois yesterday, she
didn’t make me cum. Well, maybe a couple times. But I’ve had as good, if not
better time in the short time we’ve been making love together, than any one of
those by itself.”
“Six? Wow, I’m impressed! But what you’re saying sounds about right. Now
about this kissing thing. I like a lot of tongue, giving and receiving. I like
it hot, sloppy and wet. Soft, tender and passionate too. You just have to pay
attention to what I respond to. And do you mind if I jill off on your dick
while we suck face? I love doing that!”
“As long as you don’t mind me jacking off with your pussy while we kiss.
Just out of idle curiosity, where did you learn a trick like that?”
She looked at him for a moment, her eyes shining, a crooked smile on her
lips. She hugged him as she pressed her pussy down onto his cock, and her hips
started working up and down, grinding her cunt slit over his cockshaft. She was
breathing heavily and her ass started humping harder against him.
“Hold onto my ass, Tom. Squeeze my ass! Yeah! Dig your fingers in and
pulled me down on your dick. No! Wait!” She slid one hand between them, getting
her fingers under his throbbing cockshaft. “Sssshhhhh, lay still, Tom, let me
do it. Let me make it good for both of us...”
“Mmmmmmm, your pussy is so hot,
Raising her hips a little, she pressed his cockshaft into her cunt
mound. Her pussy was drooling heavily, and she pasted a rich layer of cream
along the length of his cock as she slid up and down over it.
“How’s that feel, Tommy? Does it feel as good to you as it does to me?” she
purred in his ear. “Do you like the way your big dick feels sliding up and down
through my hot...wet...cunt!” She growled the last word in his ear. She was
humping her clit onto his cockknob, and she was starting to cum already. “I’m
gonna cum on your big fucking cock, Tommy! Oh god! It feels so good!”
“Oh it does,
She was jerking and writhing frantically on top of him, and she lost her
grip on his cock. She still had it trapped between her fingers and her cunt
slit, but couldn’t find the tender bud of her clit with his cockhead again. She started stroking
up and down over him again, working her hips back and forth, making his meaty
shaft slosh all around in her sloppy wet slit.
Her orgasm had come up so quickly that it caught her by surprised. She
couldn’t do anything but surrender to it, Tom held onto her ass as she rode him
feverishly, terrified that she’d slide off and take the wonderful sensation
away from him.
“Oh god, baby! I’m cumming so good. Mom’s cumming so good on her baby’s
big cock! Cum with me, Kyle! Shoot your hot cum all over me, baby! Give it to
mmmeeeee!!!”
Tom had been holding her hips, but as she started writhing and panting
more frantically, he moved his arms up around her back, hugging her tight to
him. His tiny nipples poked against her as they slid over each other on a sheen
of sweat.
When he heard her say her son’s name, urging him to cum with her, his
own throbbing cock twitched, and he spurted hot cum all over her juicing pussy
slit. Hugging her tighter, he plowed his cockshaft through her pussy slit, the
pulsing knob sliding up out of her gooey cunt slice, and up between their
bodies. Hot spunk sprayed out between them, soaking their bellies, mixing with
the sweat already covering them.
He jerked his hips back as she raised up, and as them both moved, his
cockhead pressed against the tight ring of her cunt hole, He squirted hot,
sticky cum right onto her pussy, and she screamed in his ear.
Her head came flying up, and she stared glassy eyed into his eyes. “Tell
me!” she grunted, wrapping her hand around his spasming cockstalk. Tell me you
want to cum in my hot tight pussy! Tell me you want to fuck me, Kyle!”
“I want it Mama! Please! Let me put my cock in yo...Oh my god, Mama!”
“Mama!” he wailed. “So good, Mama! I always knew it would be!”
His hips were jerking out of control as he spiraled through the most
intense orgasm of his life. He clamped
his hands on her ass, jerking her down as he slammed his hips upward. His cock
plunged in to the balls in her tight, clasping cunt hole, and he froze, his
arched hips holding them both off the bed, then fell heavily, making her grunt
as his cockhead punched full force into the mouth of her womb.
Tom was laying under her, his legs weak and numb, his arms still
clenched around her tightly. He basked in the searing heat of her pussy, unable
to believe that he’d finally done it.
“I love you so much Mama. I’ve wanted this for so long...you can’t know!
You...please just hold me Mama!”
“Ssssshhhh, Tommy. Mama loves her big boy.” she cooed in his ear as she
kissed his neck, his cheek, then his shoulder. “Just hold me Tommy. Mama feels
so good in your arms.
“But its not real, Tracy.” he whispered. “I want it so bad, but she’ll
never let it happen.”
“Sssshhhh, Tommy. Listen to me. It took me a long time to see what I had
in front of me. And you’re right, some people never see it.” She raised up off
him, sliding her arms under him and hugging him as she lay her head on his
chest. “You asked my who taught me what we just did, so I’m going to tell you.
My son. Three days ago.”
She felt his head come up, and she raised up, looking at him.
“It’s true. It was an accident, but it turned out that we both wanted
it. I know your mom, Tommy. There’s something in there, a spark that I feel
inside myself. Lois feels that same spark in her. Would you believe that before
this week, besides masturbating, I hadn’t had sex in almost two years? I think
Lois had gone at least a year. If you had come by last week, she would have
closed the door in your face, and we wouldn’t be here.”
“Wow,” Tom whispered. “Do you think I have a chance?”
“I really don’t know, sweetie. I won’t lie to you. But can I try to
help? I have an idea that might work for all of us.”
“What’s that?”
“The truth. She lives by scripture, and the truth is at the core of that
right? Me and Lois think we should tell her about what we do with our boys. And
what we’ve done with you and Tim. Then you be the loving attentive son, and
show off this hot body every chance you get.”
“I don’t think that would work. She’d go to the preacher, and you’d be
run out of town.”
“We thought of that. and it might be worth it. But there’s always plan
B.”
“Plan B?”
“We get her drunk and seduce her, like Lois did with you and Tim.”
End Scene Eight
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