Tales Of Lustville13

Scene Thirteen

Tommy & Sandy

A few days after the party, Randy had to go out of town on family business. Tom went home, but they talked every day, and she was happy that things were going well between him and his mother. She told him that she planned on spending some time with Susan when she got back, and laughed, telling him no when he asked if he could watch.

“You’re going to be too busy servicing us both to just watch, I’m afraid.” Is all she would say.

* * * * *

“Tommy! Hey, Tommy Wilson, what’s up?”

Tom sat the paving stone in place in the ring he was putting in around the elm tree, and looked up, surprised to see his old friend Sandy Benson waving at him from her car. He waved back, then stood up, wiping his hands on the seat of his pants as she parked and came running over.

“It’s so nice to see you!” Sandy gushed as she threw her arms around him and gave him a big hug. “I didn’t know you were home! What have you been up too?” She stopped suddenly, and held him at arms length, looking him up and down. “Hey! Something’s different! Where’s the geek uniform and the tie? I’ve never seen you in just jeans and a t-shirt before!”

“Oh, me and Tim are trying some new things, and a new look is one of them. There’s been some interesting changes here at home. Our mom isn’t as...intense as she used to be.” he said casually, looking her over at the same time.

He liked what he saw, but then, he always did. Sandy was a perky little blonde, a couple inches shorter than him, and every inch of her was packed with dick hardening curves. She had a cute little pixie face, but the features that drew the most attention were her enormous tits, and her tight round ass. Her thirty-six DD-cup tits were flopping loose under her peasant blouse, her nipples poking out through the sheer fabric.

“I’m so glad I ran into you!” Sandy said, “I have a project for a class, and I could really use your help with it. Would you like to go grab a coffee or something and talk about it? I’d really appreciate it!”

“Sure, I’d be glad to help,” he said, “But I’m not much for coffee. I...”

“Well, it’s kinda warm out here, so would it be okay if we went inside? I mean, you look like you could use a break, and I haven’t seen Tim yet.”

“Okay, that sound good. But Mama took Tim shopping for when we go back to school. We wear the same sizes, and I hate shopping.” he paused, looking at her closely. “I don’t know how long they’ll be gone, so we should have the house to ourselves for a while.”

“That’s even better!” Sandy giggled. “What with you being so different and all. I really want to get to know the new you!”

Tom led her inside, and went directly to the kitchen. Sandy was right, it was hot outside, and he could use a drink.

“I’m gonna get some water, can I get you anything?” he asked as he opened a cabinet to get glasses.

“No, I’m fine, but thanks.”

“Okay,” he said, putting the glass back. “No point in dirtying a glass then.”

Sandy laughed as he pulled the sprayer from its mount and drank straight from it. She watched as he leaned over the sink, and sprayed his head, soaking his hair. A gasp escaped her lips as he whipped his tight t-shirt over his head, using it to dry his hair, then mop the sweat from his chest, shoulders, and under his arms.

Tom noticed her staring at him and grinned, blushing slightly. “Sorry, I guess I should have gone to my room to change.” he said.

“I’m glad you didn’t,” she said softly. “You got anything else you need to cool off? Those jeans look really hot...I mean, you look really hot...Oh shit! I...”

“It’s okay,” Tom laughed. “I know what you mean. And thanks, you’re pretty hot yourself. I’ve always thought so.” He threw his t-shirt into the laundry room, and grabbed her hand, leading her toward the hall. “Come on, let’s go to my room so I can get another shirt, and we can talk in there.” He took a deep breath, then added, “I’ve got some pretty good pot if you wanna kick back and relax before you tell me about your project.”

Sandy grinned, this was going better than she would have ever expected. Here was shy, almost nerdy Tom Wilson, half naked, taking her to his bedroom to get high with him. There sure have been some changes around here, she thought. He hadn’t mentioned his church once.

“That sounds great!” she said, “And you don’t have to put on a shirt unless you really want to.” And I hope you don’t, said to herself.

In his bedroom, Tom waved her toward a chair by the window, but she jumped on the bed and stretched out on it. Patting the spot next to her, she gave him her best come hither look.

Tom opened the nightstand drawer and took out one of the joints Phil had given him. He stretched out beside Sandy, lying on his side so he was facing her. Lighting the joint, he puffed on it a couple times, then took a big hit and held it, then took a smaller hit, and leaned closer to her.

Sandy thought her was going to kiss her when she saw him coming closer to her, and she gasped in surprise when he blew smoke in her face. She caught herself before she started coughing, and inhaled as he kept blowing smoke at her, finally turning her head away, signaling that she’d had enough.

“Sorry, I should have warned you.” Tom said as he exhaled, and took another small hit for himself. “Most of the girls I get high with don’t hit the joint, we do shotgun and kiss hits. It’s alot more fun that way.”

Sandy exhaled, and crooked her finger at him, puckering her lips like a fish, indicating she wanted more. “Kiss hits? What’s that? I’ve never heard of doing it that way.” she said.

“Well, for a kiss hit,” he said slowly, “I take a big hit off the joint and kiss you, then I blow the smoke into your lungs, and you blow it back while we kiss. We keep kissing and passing it back and forth till all the smoke is gone.”

He was blushing slightly by the time he got done talking.

Sandy laid her hand on his chest, stroking his firm pecs lightly. “I think I’d like to try that, Tommy.” she said softly. “But I’m curious, will we be touching each other, you know, like feeling each other up, and making out?” she paused, her eyes flicking down at his crotch. “I hope so, that sounds like fun.”

Tom nodded, blushing an even deeper shade of red, and Sandy rolled up on her side facing him, puckering her lips again. “Then gimme a big ol’ hit, Tommy.”

Grinning broadly, Tom took a hit off the joint and leaned close to her. Sandy met him halfway, her lips parting as they met his. He had just started blowing smoke into her mouth when her tongue snaked between her lips, brushing his lightly, then darted into his mouth. Tom gasped through his nose, then finished emptying his lungs into hers.

Two can play that game, he thought, kissing her back eagerly as he waited for her to exhale back at him. When he felt her blowing the smoke back into his mouth, he slipped his hand under her blouse and cupped one of her fat, fleshy tit mounds.

He was expecting her to gasp, and roll away, but she kissed him even more hungrily, pressing her tit into his hand. He was the one that gasped as she dropped her hand onto his leg, giving his cock a squeeze.

The joint was forgotten as they sucked face eagerly, both letting their hands fondle and squeeze anything they could reach on the other. Tom’s cock was stone hard as Sandy stroked and squeezed it, and she smiled as they kissed.

“You got a big one,” she mumbled into his mouth, her hand running over the throbbing knob of his cock.

Tom was pushing her blouse up, trying to free her tits, and he moaned back, “So do you, I wanna see ‘em!”

Sandy rolled away, getting up on her knees in the middle of the bed, her hand grasping the bottom of her peasant blouse. “You do, huh? Do you like big titties, Tommy?”

He nodded eagerly, staring at her as she started to pull the blouse up slowly.

“Good,” she laughed as she scampered off the bed, “But you’re gonna have to wait to see ‘em. I gotta pee, so you gotta wait till I get back!”

She ran out the door and into the bathroom before Tom even had a chance to react.

Sandy was pushing her shorts down as she closed the bathroom door. She hadn’t been kidding, she had to pee really bad. She’d held it as long as she could because she was having such a good time making out with Tom. He was such a good kisser! And his cock felt like it was huge. She couldn’t wait till she got to see it. She sighed as she sat down on the toilet, finally able to relax and let the pee gush out of her. When she was done, she wiped carefully, then touched her pussy, running her fingertips between her puffy pussy folds. She’d known she was turned on, but her pussy was sopping wet already.

Pulling up her shorts, she washed her hands and started back down the hall, then decided that she needed some water after all, the pot was giving her cotton mouth. She doubted if Tommy would mind, so she headed for the kitchen. As she came out of the hall, she stopped when she heard giggles and moans coming from the living room. Tommy had said that Timmy was out shopping with their mother, and she wondered who else could be in the house.

Being as quiet as she could, she peeked around the bookcase she was hiding behind, and looked into the living room. What she saw almost made her heart stop in her chest. Timmy was sitting on the couch, his pants around his ankles, and kneeling between his legs, his mother was sucking his cock hungrily. It was obvious that they had done it before, and Sandy felt a warm flood of girl cum fill her cunt channel.

Backing up quietly, she went back down the hall and into Tim’s bedroom, closing the door quietly behind her. She leaned against it, her eyes closed, trying to get her breathing under control. Tom looked at her, sensing immediately that something was amiss.

“Are you okay, Sandy?” he said as he got up and came over to her. “What’s wrong? What happened?”

“I...I saw...”

Tom grabbed her arms tightly, and leaned close to her. “What did you see, Sandy? Tell me!”

“I saw,” she looked down at his hands gripping her arms, then back at his face. She smiled as she pulled her blouse up over her tits. “Let go of my arms and grab my tits, Tommy, And I’ll tell you!”

Tom let her arms go, his hands making a beeline for her big fluffy tits. Squeezing and molding them in his hands, he waited for her to tell him if she’d seen what he suspected she had.

“Oh god! You’re not going to believe me!” she panted, pulling her blouse up over her head and tossing it aside. Her hands flew down and opened the snap on her shorts, and she wiggled her hips as she pushed them down with her panties. Both garments fell in a tangled heap at her feet. Her hands went work opening his pants.

“What were they doing, Sandy?” he asked her quietly.

“Yo...you know?” she gasped, her fingers fighting with the tab on his zipper in her eagerness to get him naked.

“Yes,” he said, leaning down and kissing her neck, then moving up to nibble on her ear lobe. “Slow down, catch your breath. It’s okay. What were they doing?”

Sandy paused, taking a couple deep breaths, then slowly eased his zipper all the way down. “She wa...your mother was...” her eyes flicked up to meet his. “You mother is out there sucking Timmy’s dick!”

“And that turned you on? It didn’t creep you out?” he said, kicking at his pants legs, trying to draw his pants down without taking his hands off her tits.

Sandy grabbed his hand off her tit and pushed it down between her legs, letting him feel the sopping wet heat of her pussy. Tom groaned and wrapped his arms around her, then picked her up and turned quickly. He took two steps toward the bed, and tossed her onto it, then kicked his pants all the way off and followed her.

He slipped up between her legs as she spread them wide apart. She was reaching for his cock as he moved up over her, and she fit his fat cockhead into her gaping cunt slit, rubbing it up and down through the cream soaked crease, getting it wet with her juices. Groaning deep in her throat, she pressed the throbbing knob into the tight opening of her cunt hole, arching her hips up as she felt it slip inside, urging him to fuck her.

“Stick it in Tommy! Oh god, please fuck me!” she whimpered. “Fuck me hard, Tommy! Just jam that fat fucking cock in me and fuck the shit out of me!”

Holding himself up over her on stiff arms, Tom looked down at her lust maddened face as he eased his enormous cock into her drooling cunt hole. He’d known she was turned on when they were making out, but her reaction to seeing his mother sucking Tim’s cock caught him off guard. But he wasn’t thinking about that now. Her cunt was sucking his cock inside her slowly but steadily, and he pressed forward with his hips, feeding her another couple of inches of rigid cock meat.

Sandy’s eyes rolled up in her head as she felt his cockshaft bulling into her clasping cunt channel, and she started to cum almost immediately. her arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him down on top of her. She was rocking and writhing under him, panting and whimpering as he drove more of his cock into her quivering quim. “So good...fuck me Tommy! Oh god, cumming on it...fuck me...fuck me, please!” she moaned in his ear.

Tom started stroking in and out, feeding her half his cock on every stroke. He felt Sandy’s heels slide down under his asscheeks, digging in and urging him to give her more. He was fucking his cock in slowly, not because he wanted to, but because her pussy was so tight he was having trouble getting it all the way in.

Raising up off her, he reached back and grabbed her ankles, pulling them from around his waist. He held her legs up, spreading them wide apart as he pressed his cock into her clasping cunt hole. Inch by inch, he fed his fat cockshaft into her juice soaked pussy, having to fight to get it into her tightly clenched cunt hole. Finally, he was buried to the balls inside her, and he paused, resting, just letting her milk off her cum on his deeply embedded cock meat.

Sandy was cumming non-stop as Tom started fucking her, his cock pulling out halfway, then slamming back in to punch against the mouth of her womb. He had the biggest cock she ever had inside her, and she was gurgling and making weird gobbling noises as she writhed under him. She wished that he’d give her the whole thing in long, pile driving strokes, not realizing that her tightly clasping cunt channel wouldn’t let him. She’d never been this excited before. Just knowing that other people actually did what she dreamed of doing had taken her to new heights of lust.

Tom let go of her legs and dropped back down on her, his muscular chest mashing her fluffy tits flat. They writhed and slid sweatily against each other as he pounded his cock in and out of her creaming cunt chute. Tom was groaning as he felt his balls contracting, pulling up tight against the base of his cock. He knew he was going to cum soon.

“Go...gonna sho...shoot it, Sandy,” he grunted. “Ca...can’t hol...nugh! Fuck! Cumming!” he groaned as he felt the first sizzling wads of cum roar up his cockshaft and erupt from his piss slit, flooding her cunt with his jizz. “Shit! I’m cummmmmmmming!”

“YEEESSS!!!” Sandy started to scream, but Tom got his hand over her mouth in time to keep most of it in. If Tim and his mother were fucking in the living room, the last thing he wanted was for them to come charging in to his room. At least, not until he was finished.

“Quiet!” he hissed, holding his hand firmly over her mouth as he pounded his cock in and out if her glove tight pussy. “I wanna cum before they know we’re here! So keep it down!” His cock was moving easier now that he had added another layer of lubrication to her already sloppy wet pussy, and he could stroke full length now, which sent Sandy into another paroxysm of orgasms.

He was shooting thick spurts of cum into her clasping cunt channel, and her slippery inner walls were milking and massaging his throbbing cock meat on every stroke. The rippling rings of muscle lining her cunt sleeve were gripping and releasing his cockshaft like velvety fingers, and every pulsation and contraction of her pussy sucked another jet of jizz from his piss hole.

Tom finally buried his cock to the root inside her, just laying on her, letting the last of his cum drool out of his cockknob into her spasming pussy. Sandy wrapped her arms and legs tighter around him, hugging him to her, gasping and panting for breath from the best cum she’d ever experienced.

“You liked seeing them, didn’t you?” he whispered a few minutes later.

Sandy’s pussy quivered around his slowly shrinking cockshaft, and she nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She opened her eyes and looked up at him.

“Who is it?” he asked her, pretty sure he already knew. She lived with her dad and her older sister. Their mother had left their dad several years ago. “I think I know, but I’d like you to tell me.”

She just looked up at him, then turned her head away.

“Does Wendy know how you feel? And does she feel the same way?” he said lightly, starting to move his hips slowly, not fucking, but just letting her feel his cock caressing the warm inner walls of her pussy. “If she does, she could help you...if both of you work on him, it’ll be alot easier.”

Sandy looked back at him, her cheeks wet with tears. “You don’t think I’m...sick, or like, gross or anything?” she asked.

Tom shook his head as he kissed her gently. “You just found out that me and Tim fuck our mother, who loves it by the way. I think if you do it right, all three of you will be happier.” He paused, giving her a moment to absorb that. “And from what I can tell, it’s pretty common. I know some other people that do it too.”

“Really?” she said, holding him tighter to her, then rolling to one side. They ended up lying on their sides, and she threw one leg over his hip, working her pussy in slow circles over his cock. “Anyone I know?”

“Yes, but I can’t tell you who. I’m sorry, but it’s not...”

Sandy put a finger to his lips, shushing him. “It’s okay, I shouldn’t have asked.” She giggled suddenly. “Are you getting hard again already?”

Tom tightened his groin muscles, making his cock flex inside her, making her gasp in response. “I think so,” he said. “But instead of fucking, what would you say to going out and seeing what Mama and Tim are up to? If just watching for a second or two got you this excited, I wanna see what joining in does to you!”

“Mmmmmmm, I was thinking you should fuck me again before we do that.” She giggled, squeezing her cunt muscles around his stiffening cock. “It would be a shame to waste this nice hard cock, when it’s already in me, don’t you think?” She rolled over on top of him, pinning his arms to the bed with her hands. She leaned down over him as she started pumping up and down slowly. “Besides, it’s my turn to fuck you!”

End Scene Thirteen

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