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 another recruit with a daughter

   The next weekend was one of the most intense I've ever had.  I had a
chaste date with the, oh, so young Luann, on Friday, a test day with her
mother on Saturday and my mom and bob and his mother on Sunday.  I dozed
through most of class on Monday.

   When I got to Luann's on Friday night.  She had the door open before I
could ring the bell and was dragging me down the sidewalk before I could
say hello.  Behind me I could hear an argument.  As we were walking away, I
could hear that it was an ugly argument and was glad that I got Luann out
of there.  I've found that when it comes to ugly, why ask, they'll soon
tell you all their woes, usually more than you want to hear.  Once again I
had the car, even though I was underage, I felt that is I drove sanely and
stayed away from the teen hangouts I was more or less bulletproof.  At the
mall, I parked opposite the megaplex and we went to Olive garden, I felt we
were pretty safe from running into any friends in a place where they handed
you menus.  Luann ate like a horse!  Lots of salad, extra pasta and a big
dessert.  I sat in silent admiration.  As I watched her eat I noticed a
couple of bruises one on her upper shoulder and a welt on her wrist, and
the possibility of something by the hairline on her left forehead. 
Interesting A stroll over to the theater and we settled on a movie that
both of us could stand.  Once again, Luann demolished one of those big tubs
of popcorn and a couple of candy bars.  All I did in the theater was hold
her hand; during the last 15 minutes she rested her head on my shoulder. 
When we got back to the car, Luann asked if she could talk to me.

   Sort of the same old story, divorce, lost job, maxed out credit cards,
behind on the house payments.  I interrupted, "Was that what the fight was
about?"

   "Sorta, mom has this guy that's been paying most of the bills, he's not
very nice, hits her when he's drinking"

   "He hit you too?  I saw the bruises."

   She started to cry, embarrassed that I had seen the marks.  Then she
continued, Charlie was a real piece, kept them on a real tight leash, no
money, he brought their groceries to them, never enough.  One time when her
mom had an additional fight with him he didn't pay the electric bill and
they were without AC for two weeks in August.  The only way they got the
lights back on was to both get on their knees and tell him that he was a
great guy and they were bad girls.  With that he grabbed her mom and
dragged her into the bedroom for two hours.  Her mother cried all night,
that night.  Now Luann really started bawling, her mother had told her that
Charlie was looking at her and remarking about Luann just sitting around.
"But I work part-time at the burger stop!  I know you got Jean's mom a good
paying job, could you help us?  My mom's pretty and I would be so thankful
to you" With that she was on her knees on the seat facing me and kissing me
as if I had just walked on water.  "Please.  please, I'm so frightened
about what's going to happen to us" Man, I could learn from this fuck.

   "OK, sit down, I don't own that company, they pay me a commission if I
find them girls they can use.  Look this is convention and escort stuff,
the women have to look good and be flexible in their thinking, sometimes
they go on dates with the salesmen or the customers.  You think your mother
could do that?  It would mean that you'd be home alone on weekday nights,
is that a problem for you?"

   Luann assured me Charlie was never there on weekends, (sure sign he was
married) so I set up an interview for noon on Saturday.  "Now, no promises,
tell your mom, I'll be there about noon, I want to see her in a party style
dress, with her face made-up as if she was going out on a date.  Luann, I
don't want you there when I interview your mom, there's a long detailed
questionnaire and your mother might be embarrassed to answer them in front
of you.  You be sure that both you and your mother realize these are adult
jobs, so be sure you talk it over if she gets a job offer.

   With more pledges of "We'll do anything!  Really, anything!  We have to
get away from Charlie, he hurts mom and I'm scared that I'm next." I got
several more kisses with a clumsy tongue thrown in, free.

   When I got home I called Linda, she had screwed up a few weeks ago and
got her ass arrested.  No big deal as far as the law system goes, arrest,
bail, court, fine and back to work, just part of the overhead.  I had
approached the arresting detective (as her nephew) and we had put him on
the payroll at 300 a week.  Well, 300 plus Linda once a week.  Shit she
brought the law down on us, so I also took 100 of the 3 out of her
earnings. I had warned her, not a word or how much she was making.  The
money wasn't a high price for protection but for insurance I had wired her
living and bedroom with those spy cameras so we had a complete portfolio of
Sergeant Dick, as I called him, in all his rampant glory.  He was married
so I felt we had him under control if the shit hit the fan.  I had her
bring 4 cameras over and told her the next time she sees Dick (the sergeant
that is) ask him if he could do an identity check for us) I told her to go
home and rest up for a possible busy day with all of us and her son on
Sunday.  "Look Linda, you know Bob is my best friend, but he can't fall in
love with my mother.  We all here at this table know that our sex games are
either for fun or for profit.  Love is going to screw up everything.  You
could move in here tomorrow and the three of us could live, suck and fuck
happily ever after; but add love to that mix and we've got jealousy and
that means big trouble.  Sunday we are going to teach your son a valuable
lesson that there is a real divide between sex and romance, otherwise,
we'll have to drop you from our roster, and I sure as hell don't want to do
that, both for money reasons and right now sitting here, I get hot looking
at the two of you.  You two are so hot together I get a hard on looking at
you with clothes on."

   With a cry of "You know the way to a young gal's heart." Linda kissed us
both and was out the door.

   Then I spent fifteen minutes reassuring mom's sense of insecurity.  "No,
our relationship isn't just sex.  Yeas, I know incest is wrong, but not in
this case.  We do have something special and unique that I don't have with
the other whores.  Even though mom winced ever time I used that word, and
even thought I did love her as my mom and as my bed partner; it was
important to remind her that she was a whore.  If a whore gets self
confidence she either stops being a whore or thinks she no longer needs a
pimp.  Either one is bad for my business.

   I skipped sex with mom Friday night and ducked out on my morning blow
job.  I wanted to be rough and ready for my interview with Connie at noon.
As usual when you have an appointment time drags.  So I decided to arrive
an hour early.  I like to keep the "girls" off guard, it seems to keep them
on their toes, and this one might just as well start learning.  Luann's mom
answered the door in a robe.  I introduced myself and apologized for being
early.  "Look as long as I caught you before you put your makeup on, let me
tell you what we're looking for, sort of sexy office, a little more eye
shadow, full lips, highlighted cheekbones, accentuated eyelashes; that sort
of thing." She was giving me sort of a weird look, so I went on, "I'll be
sending photos in with your application and my recommendation.  You go
ahead and I'll find something to watch on TV" I gave her fifteen minutes
and walked back and found what had to be her bedroom, I opened the door
without knocking.  She was in bra and panties trying to put on eye shadow

   .  "Alright if I have a cola?" That brought a shriek and the classic
cover up pose hands over boobs and crotch

   "You get out of here, you don't go into someone's bedroom without
knocking, I'm not dressed" In other words, the usual.

   "Whoa, take it easy, if you get this job, you'll be changing clothes in
lots of places, some of them public" She was still complaining about my
rude interruption as I broke in' "Hey if you're offended, this is probably
not a good job for you, tell Luann I stopped by" Now that got her
attention.

   "No, no, I'm just not used to having, no, it's OK, err, stay if you
like" Like fish in a barrel!  I watched her mess with the eye shadow for a
while and then offered to help.  Having watched the girls put on their war
paint often enough I could work as a beauty consultant.  I know the look
they are looking for, let me help you.

   Five minutes ago she was yelling about me walking in unannounced and
here I was putting makeup on a woman clad in just her bra and pants. 
"There, see how that sets off your eyes?  OK, you get dressed, something
like an afternoon cocktail dress, some cleavage for the camera and I'll see
you in the living room."

   Twenty minutes later Connie came out in an older but clean cocktail
dress.  I asked her to stand, took a few photos, including one that
exaggerated her cleavage.  Had her sit next to me on the couch and went
through the usual set of bogus questions, age height, measurements,
schooling, most recent job, and so on.  As we talked Connie was wringing a
hanky in between her hands.  I decided she was desperate enough to go right
for the kill.

   "Let's talk about this job.  We're going to want you as a personal
escort, if the customers are happy your tips are between 1 and 300 a night.
Depending on what the customer wants your fees are between 3 and a thousand
a night.  "its fun watching their eyes get big when they realize what I'm
talking about.

   "Are you talking about prostitution?  I can ...  I never..."

   As her voice was rising, I was getting up, "OK, sorry, I figured with
this guy doing you for food, you'd jump at the chance to pay off your house
and have some money of your own."

   I was three steps from the door when she said, "Well just what would I
have to do, could we talk about it?"

   I turned, "You going to listen all the way this time, no false modesty,
no bullshit?  OK get me a glass of ice water and come back and sit next to
me, we have a lot to go over." Might as well get her used to obeying me.

   When she got back and sat down, I reached over and moved her skirt to
mid thigh.  "No, this is how you should be sitting from now on." Then I ran
down our fee structure for her and asked how she felt about anal, because
that's a big part of our job, she blanched but swallowed bravely when I
told her the other girls would give her tips on technique on that and deep
throating.  As I was talking I could see a very slow trickle of tears. 
Poor little Connie was starting to realize her life wasn't turning out the
way she had expected.  When I told her it would be expected for her to go
down on other girls and have then do her I had to go find her some Kleenex
as she just sort of gave in.  I let her cry it out for five minutes and
didn't lay a finger on her.  "All right, what are the tears all about?"

   "I thought this was a real job, I'll be just trading one piece of hell
for another, and I'm not gaining anything"

   "Let me see if I understand what your daughter told me; this guy that's
screwing you, barely pays the bills, doesn't give you enough food and keeps
you on a very tight leash with no future and now he's starting to make eyes
at your daughter, right?" That really brought on the water works, all she
could do was nod yes among the sobs.

   "Now listen closely to what I've been trying to tell you.  You're a
whore right now, a very poorly paid whore.  You come to work for us; you'll
have your bills up to date and be saving money in no time at all.  Most of
our girls are saving for a business or to go back to school.  With me the
only person you'll be fucking for free will be your boyfriends and me.  I
expect you to average $700 a week take home, if you don't book that kind of
money you are not our kind of girl and we'll let you go.  Now is there
something you don't do, I mean you suck cock right, (another nod) if you
don't deep throat, the other girls will teach you, do you do anal, (a very
slow nod) do you enjoy it?

   "I, I, I sometimes"

   "Don't worry, we can teach you to have an orgasm anytime you want to, I
mean you always tell the john he made you came, but most times you just
fake it, it's easier on you.  Now look, I'm talking one, two, rarely three
guys in one night, three or four nights a week.  You might be getting
fucked a lot more now for a lot less money.  Now whether you go to work for
us or not, here's $500.00 get some groceries in the house, you can't live
like this.  That's a gift, but it's the only gift you'll get from me if you
don't join up, OK?"

   Five hundred was no longer that much money to me and I thought of it as
sort of a rookie signing bonus.  As she got her crying under control, I
asked her the big one.  "Well shall I leave, or do you want to be free of
that asshole and have a future?" Good for her, just a little more sniffles
and she said she'd go to work for us.

   "Let's get started, just who is this asshole slapping you around?" Turns
out it was her old boss, Connie had even meet his wife at company functions
before he laid her off.  Three weeks after he fired her he called her up
and asked her to lunch, thinking there might be a job in it of course she
went, within three weeks she was fucking for groceries.  I got his name and
office phone number, Connie even had his home address, they used to
exchange Christmas Cards!

   "Now stand up, I want to take off your clothes" One more panic attack.
"Look, if you're going to do this, you had better get used to taking your
clothes off in front of men."

   "But you're a boy; I mean you're dating my daughter"

   "Let's get this shit out of the way, I have five girls working for me,
they all think I am a good fuck and a damm good pimp, they're all making
big money.  Right now, right here, is the last time you worry about my age.
I'm willing to take you on, get rid of this prick and save your future, so
you don't worry about how old I am, you just worry if you can keep me and
our customers happy!  Understand!" She nodded, "No say it" "You're the
boss, I work for you, is that Ok Peter?"

   "Very good, now stand up and turn around, I'll take off your dress"
There it was, that shoulder slump; she was mine!" Of course she had to bow
her head to let me at the zip at the back of her neck, but even as I slowly
lowered the zipper she kept her head bowed.  I slid the dress slowly off
her shoulders and arms and turned her to face me, so she could step out of
the dress.  "Now, look me in the eyes, never be afraid to look at your
date, in fact look at him with desire in your eyes, come on, try it" Well,
it was a first attempt.  Looking her up and down I saw bruises on her rip
cage.  Now you take off those panty hose, today is the last time you wear
those things, from now on thigh highs or a garter belt, OK" She nodded, and
saw my look,

   "Yes sir" I held out my hand and she balanced herself as she slid those
ugly pants off.  Whoops, more bruises on her upper thighs.

   "Turn around, and I'll unhook your bra" From the back, her head was even
lower this time.  Now hold the bra in place and turn and face me, when you
do, cross your arms and slowly remove the bra, tease me a little before
letting me see your lovely tits.  You almost don't have to coach women
about that move, they all know guys are tit happy and love to tease us. 
"Very good, now do you want to take off your panties or shall I do it for
you?" Connie just put her head down and waited for me to do what ever I
wanted.  "OK you take them off and smile when you look at me as you do it."
A very weak smile, but a smile.  Half way down her legs she tentatively put
her hand out for balance, "Sure, don't be afraid, be intimate with the
john." Now, she stood nude in front of her teenaged pimp and didn't know
what to do next.  "Turn around slowly, let me look you over" Oh, Oh, big
black and blue mark on one cheek of her ass.  I reached out and touched it
and could see her wince.  "What happened here?" "He kicked me." More
sniffles.  Time to have a big talk, sit down and talk to me.

   Apparently he just hit her when ever he felt like it.  The black and
blue mark on her ass was from when she was bending over to pick up her
clothes after they had just got laid.  When she asked what she had done, he
told her nothing, I just felt like kicking you ...  He had burnt her a
couple of times with cigarettes but stopped because he didn't like the
scars.  As far as sex went there wasn't much he hadn't done to her, tit
fucks right after fucking her ass, of course ass to mouth, she didn't so
much as deep throat as he shoved his dick down her throat whether she
gagged or not.  We sat there, me with my clothes on, Connie naked telling
me what a submissive fool she was.  I had her show me what rooms this guy
fucked her most in.  She'd pick out his favorite spots in her bedroom and
the bath and I set up the spy cameras.

   "Now next time he comes over, make sure you get him in the right
locations, with pictures for his wife, I don't think he'll bother you any
more.  Why should I tell her that I was going to convince him to never ever
come near her and her daughter again, that was my business.  You just call
me at this number and I'll be monitoring the cameras, if he pulls any
really weird shit I'll be here to stop it." Connie had been nude so long
she no longer noticed it, time for a reminder of her job function.  "Now,
let's see how my new girl kisses." The new girl was pretty good at it, and
she responded quickly to having her boobs gently squeezed and certainly her
clitoral reflexes seemed up to snuff.  As she was reaching for my pants, I
stopped her and lead her towards her bedroom.

   Once in the bedroom, I decided to give Connie the full romantic
treatment.  I undressed and we were quickly wrapped in each others arms.  I
gave her lots of caresses, up and down her back, skipping her ass due to
the bruise.  Then it was on to slow kissing, nothing forceful, if anything
my tongue was tentative when it first entered her mouth.  Gently was my
watchword as I slowly worked up to caressing her tits.  (A little flabby,
but aren't we all?) Once again, slow, slow caresses followed by soft gentle
kisses, I bet we were necking for 20 minutes before I reached down for her
pussy.  I struck oil.  Treating her like a virginal teenager after the way
she had been abused had paid off big-time; she was a virtual oil bath down
there.  Of all the women I've ever fucked, she had the slickest pussy juice
I've ever seen or felt.  Hyper slick, a thin layer could have reduced
friction on a locomotive, a wonderful sensation.  I pulled my lips back and
whispered, "Oh, I'm glad to see you like sex"

   She giggled "I like your brand of sex, if this is what being a whore is
like, I can't wait!" As she was saying that she reached out and held my
dick.  "Oh such a nice size" With that I rolled on top and slid my dick all
the way in with one gentle push.  As I said the slickest pussy I've ever
had.  From there on it was good old fashioned missionary sex, her with her
legs bent, and me on knees and elbows.  I slowly stroked her for a least
two orgasms on her part and when I looked down and saw her forehead covered
in sweat I started to sprint for home.  That set her off a third time and
as I came, I licked her eyelids and just below her eyes and then tried to
put the tip of my tongue into each nostril before locking us in a deep
kiss, that we had to break because we were both breathing so hard.  As I
rolled to the side she leaned over and kissed me again and reached for my
cock.  "Can I just hold it for a while, please?"

   "Oh honey you're going to hold it a lot, that was very good sex, how are
you at sucking cock?  That was all I had to say and she was slurping away
and licking my dick clean of our juices.  I just laid there with my hands
playing in her hair as she held my dick in her mouth.  Before I got hard,
she got practical, "What are we going to tell Luann, won't she wonder why
you're not going out with her?" No sense telling her all my plans, "First
let's take care of the asshole and see how you do at your new job, I'll
still go out with her until all of that is settled, You know we're not
going steady or anything, just like with you I have other girls working for
me, don't worry, it'll work itself out."

   I was getting dressed, she didn't want her daughter to know that she had
fucked me and was almost shoving me out the door.  I left with her set up
to spend a training session with Sharon for next Wednesday and us planning
on filming the asshole, Monday or Tuesday, whenever he showed up.

   Sunday we had to deal with Bob.  He thought he was in love with my mom,
she sure as shit wasn't in love with him.  She had originally fucked him so
we could get his mom in the stable.  Bob's mom was a more or less happy
whore; she had had a shit job and was now making some good money from nice
johns who didn't ask for any weird shit.  So Sunday was going to be
dedicated to teaching Bob that both his mother and mine were whores that
worked for me, and he was just a friend that I allowed to share.  Sometimes
sex is just plain more fun, with an extra guy.  When Bob and his mom Linda
arrived Sunday for brunch, I told mom and Linda what a good time Bob and I
had had last week with Sharon and Jean.  As I was describing some of the
things, mom broke in, can we do some of that stuff?

   "Well, I guess you two have been real good whores all week, you deserve
some fun.  Mom, undress Linda in front of Bob, show her off to him.  Let's
see how Horney you can make him for his mom.  Then Linda, you do the same
for mom in front of me." I was watching from the rear, but it was still a
hell of a show.  Mom was standing behind Linda and unzipping her dress as
she kissed the side of her neck.  Linda was as good an actress as mom.  she
gave a little shiver as mom ran her tongue into her ear.  Now I was just
watching mom's elbows and hips but I could tell she had Linda's bra off and
was holding Linda's tits out to bob.  "Aren't they nice, does momma's
little boy like her tits, well wait till you see this lovely trimmed
pussy." Once again I could tell that mom was playing with Linda's pussy as
she, there is no other word, exhibited her for her son.  "Oh Lyn, you are
so wet, why don't you ask Peter if you can fuck your son?"

   "Peter.  Please can I fuck my little boy?"

   Maybe, maybe after you get Rose all hot and bothered, then I'll let you
fuck your sonny boy."

   Quick as a wink, Linda had my mom turned facing me and marched her over
to me holding her tits through her dress.  Just then it sunk in to Bob what
our mom's had just said.  "What do you mean ask Peter, you're my mom, I can
fuck you whenever I want to, and we don't need anybody's permission!"

   Linda was first to answer, "Hey mister, I don't work for you, I work for
Peter, he can tell me when and where to put out, you're still my son, you
don't order me to fuck, fuck you or anybody else.  You want to get laid you
treat me nice you don't tell me to do anything!  When we're in Peter's
house, he's in charge, or I don't work!  Now you be nice, or you go home
alone." Even though we had rehearsed it, it was sort of fun to see a nude
angry woman.

   Bob turned to me, "Are you telling me I have to ask you if I want to
make love my mother?"

   "Yeah Bob, I guess that's what's going on here.  Both your mom and mine
are whores and they work for me.  I can't tell Linda what to do in her own
house, but when she's over here, I am in charge and right now I want to see
her undress my mom and eat her pussy.  You don't want to watch that then I
guess you can go home and get your own girl"

   "That's not right; I shouldn't have to ask you to fuck my own mother!"

   "Listen, it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be fucking her, or my mom at
all. Remember, I set it up the first time, you owe me big time.  Now listen
when it comes to sex, these two are my whores, not yours!  In this house, I
can tell your mother or mine to take their clothes off and they won't put
them back on until I tell them to.  Now you want to stay, we can have some
fun today, I'll let you fuck my mom and she'll suck you, but no ass fucks
for you today that's just to teach you who owns these whores, but you can
watch me fuck both of them in the ass OK?" Bob mumbled a sort of
affirmative.  "What's that are you going to play or are you going home?"

   "OK"

   "Good, now get over here and watch your mom make love to my mom." The
girls went right to it.  If I hadn't fucked both of them, I would have
sworn they were dedicated dykes.  I watched as mom stuck a finger in her
mouth and made a big production of lathering it up with her saliva, and
then she reached down and slid it into Linda's ass.  Now I had fucked both
of them in the ass many times but it was still an erotic turn on to watch
that finger slide right in.  Then to frost an already rich cake, mom slowly
pulled out that finger and brought it up to Linda's mouth that was sucking
on mom's nipple, Linda didn't hesitate and gulped at that finger, reveling
in the taste of her own ass.  I knew she enjoyed that taste because of the
many times she had sucked me clean after I had reamed her.

   I stood up, time to get out of my clothing, Bob didn't need any second
reminder, I sat back on the couch as the girls were 69ing each other into
their first orgasm of the day.  "OK ladies, get over here and suck your
son's cock so it's nice and wet for your fellow cocksucker to fuck" One
nice thing, you never had to tell these ladies to suck your cock twice,
they leapt to their assigned dicks.  It's always nice to have a new bimbo
sucking your dick for the first time, but the best cocksucker of all time
had to be my mom.  She knew every trick in the book and loved to make love
to my dick.  All the girls that worked for me were good blowjob artists,
but love always trumps technique, and when you combine the two of them you
experience one of the rare exotic sex performances of the world.  I looked
over and Linda was doing a good journeyman job on Bob, but Bob was watching
my mom's head as it swallowed my dick.  I reached over and put my hand on
the top of Bob's hand as it rested on his mom's head.  "Come on, Linda, get
your heart into this, that's your son's dick in your mouth, make love to
it" With that I shoved her head all the way down on her son.  Bob sort of
flinched as his mom had to swallow to stop from choking; I held her head
down for a full minute as I watched her continually swallowed to keep from
gagging.  "OK, time to fuck your neighbor; up you go girls, time to switch
partners." Part of my mother's beauty was that she could take her mouth off
my dick and make it seem reluctantly.  With her hand still around the base
she gave the head one last kiss and a tongue lick.  You can't teach that
kind of adoration.

   As she grabbed Bob's dick prior to sitting on it she whispered, "Let's
see how good you can fuck your whore" I could see by Bob's face that, it
hurt him to hear her say that.  Linda was on me in a flash.  She let out a
satisfied sigh as she settled all the way down on my dick.

   Not to be outdone she said, "I'm your cunt Peter, where do you want to
fuck me?  Want my ass, anytime boss man!

   "Right now I want to see you put your talented twat, to work, show me
all your tricks, and make that pussy, snap for me."

   I knew it was important to break Bob of his idea that he was in love
with my mom.  He had to learn that his was fucking, not romance, as one of
the other whores once said, fuck we ain't going to the prom let's fuck. 
Now Bob and I were sitting side by side each with his dick in the other
guy's mother.  I could watch and compare their tits as they bounced up and
down on us.  Group fucking is much more exciting than one on one.  I mean,
sometimes you want to be alone with a girl and concentrate on just the two
of you, but for pure eroticism give me three couples and maybe a few extra
guys or gals.  I have yet to meet a girl, in or out of the game that
secretly doesn't look over her competition both for physical looks and
technique when I've been in orgies.  That coupled with a woman's natural
tendency to be bi curious and for that matter, bi-complacent and group
activities are a geometric progression over just one man, one woman sex.

   In the mean time, Linda was showing me her talented twat at work; she
had great vaginal muscle control.  Although nothing can compare with
fucking your own mother, well perhaps a mother coupled with your own
sister, still, mom, even with or without her sister was still tops in my
dirty mind.  There aren't a lot of guys in the world that can pimp out
their own mothers, make big money, and have their mothers not only support
them as a whore, but thank them for the privilege and in addition never
ever say no to you, in or out of bed, mom even once told me she was
acquiring a taste for her own menstrual blood, because I made her suck me
clean if she was having her period.  That reminds me, I'll have to have her
go down on one of the girls when they are flagging, and see how she likes
that.  I mean, I know she'll like being forced to do that by her son, but I
want to find if she really likes licking that red river.

   But, I digress, "OK Bob.  I'm about ready to come in your mom, how you
doing on that sweet bitch, my mom?'

   "Just about there, almost, almost..."

   "OK girls, when we cum I want you off the dick you're on and sucking
your son's dick clean of your sister whore's juices, ready?" The answering
grunts, sounded as like affirmatives to me.  As I came, I grabbed Linda by
the tits and tried to pull her even further down on my dick.  "Here I cum
baby, I wish my dick was long enough to come out of your mouth, I love the
insides of your cunt, squeeze it and hold it for me ...  Tighter!"

   Linda yelled as she came, "No bigger, your cock is perfect, no bigger,
just right now, you fill me boss, you fill me ...  all ...  the ...  way!"
And with that she was on my mouth sticking her tongue as far into my mouth
as she could.  What a sweet talking whore!

   "Now, cunt, get over and suck your son's dick, see how good it tastes
with my mom's pussy juice all over it" She and mom switched places in a
nano second.  My dick was almost too sensitive to be sucked on but looking
down and seeing my mom looking up at me with love in her eyes and my dick
in her mouth, made any pain go away.  "As soon as you girls get our dicks
clean, let's get in the bedroom so Bob and I can watch you two do each
other.  And this time I want to see a lot of romance." I looked over at
Bob, and could see he was suffering with an oversensitive dick, just like
me.  I nudged him, "Now tell me that having two whores at your beck and
call isn't more fun than making love to one girl, Right?" I got a
begrudging yes out of him and the girls got up from their knees and lead us
into the bedroom.

   Once in the bedroom, the girls, per our earlier plans, really put on a
performance.  I know they both enjoy going down on each other.  One of the
problems with being a hooker is johns don't give a shit about the broads
they're fucking.  If anything, there is always a hint of rough trade in
each date.  Some whores have told me they are always worried about the guys
that try to turn a trick into some sort of dating experience.  In the
girl's mind, that's the possible psycho date, but the guy that likes to
think he's got the big dick, and he's ripping the girl a new cunt or
choking her with his mighty tool, they're the standard and are easily
played by whores.  What guy does wallow in, 'Oh you're so big', 'Oh
nobodies ever been that far inside of me', 'oh you're a potent guy, what a
lot of cum, thought I was going to drown'.  And so on and so on.  Anyway, a
whore quickly gets used to looking for real pleasure outside her dates.  A
fellow whore understands their needs and shows gentleness that they just
don't get from guys.

   As I was saying, I find it a real turn on to watch two women leisurely
make love to each other.  There is a certain ease and grace that I only
have when I'm just about to go to sleep after a great fuck, but ladies can
keep that up for a half an hour.  Just the way they caress each other's
bodies, they just don't grab tits or ass, they work over the whole package,
backs, shoulders, stomachs, a kiss on the inside of the knee is quite
exciting to watch and apparently to feel.  But after a while our moms got
down to the main event.  A smart man can learn a lot by watching women eat
each other out.  They are much more delicate than guys; more teasing than
forceful all in all I don't see why broads even put up with guys sometime.
Must be that need to reproduce and have a man in their life.

   Bob and I were sitting on each side of the bed with our moms between us.
I was starting to get hard and he had a raging hard on.  "Now look Bob,
this is the way to treat whores, let them entertain us.  They feel better
when you give them direction, you start with that love shit, and you
confuse them and scare me.  What you and your mom do at home is none of my
business, you can make love to her, fuck marry her if you want to, I don't
care, but when you're with me or my mom, we're whoring and the girls should
be treated like whores.  Isn't that right ladies?" Amid their licking and
caressing, both nodded yes.

   "I know I told you no ass fucking today but if you want to fuck your mom
in the ass while she licks me and my mom, I think we can do that.  Linda,
if I tell you to will let your son fuck your ass?"

   "Peter you're the boss of my fucking, you tell me, I'll do it!"

   It took a bit of arranging, but I was lying at almost a 90 degree angle
to mom, with one of her legs between mine and the other over my body.  I
had Linda slide my dick into mom and now i was on my side and mom on her
back.  That gave Linda plenty of access to both pussy and prick.  She was
on her knees with Bob behind her, absolutely loving her ass.  As Linda
would lick both of us with one swipe of her tongue I could re3ach under and
grab her free swinging tits, and for the fun of it could get my hand down
to her pussy where I could slip inside and feel Bob's dick plowing her ass.
Once or twice, I slipped my dick out of mom and into Linda's mouth, while I
fingered mom, then back into mom's pussy and by stretching I could get my
hand up to mom's mouth so she could suck both of us off my fingers.  Bob
came first (asses are so tight) I wasn't far behind; tongue and pussy at
the same time are hard to resist.  When my dick popped out of mom, Linda
was right there to suck it clean.  When my dick was clean of cum juice
Linda swung over mom and ate her puss clean while mom tried to suck her ass
dry of Bob's cum.  The only one who had to use a wash cloth was Bob, but he
really didn't seem to mind.  That last foursome was so intense that it sort
of ended our day; everyone was just emotionally washed out.  After a short
nap, Bob and his mom went home.  I made a point of telling Linda, "As long
as Bob quits talking about being in love with my mom, you fuck and suck his
ears off!  Bob, you start that romance shit, and both you and your mom are
cut off!  No more big paydays for your mom!  What we did here today was
recreational fucking, it was for the fun of it, and it was not true love.
You stay sensible and you and I will have a lot more foursomes and maybe
some moresomes.  In fact, maybe we'll swap moms some weekend."

   When I saw Bob in school on Monday, he made a point of telling me that
he thought he saw what I was talking about.  The idea of fucking versus
romance.  Well time will tell on that.  Chapter 11A Home - Top