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THEY HAD THE SHERYL CROW NUDE PIC

(© 1996 PleaseCain)



"This better be good," Dick threatened.  The hard
drive cranked a few times, and after a few seconds
the picture scrolled across the screen.

"I told you," Peter said.  "That's her!"

"Wow!" Dick said.  She sat naked and cross-
legged on the beach, leaning back on her hands,
pushing her tits out.  She definitely looked
younger, and her body was hot.  Her titties weren't
that big, but they were perfectly shaped, and she
had big nipples that you could roll between your
fingers.  She had this fuck-me smile on her lips,
but the lips that really mattered were her pussy
lips, which stuck out from the way she was sitting.
Neither boy could take their eyes off of her puss.

"And all she wants to do is have some fun," Peter
said.

"Cool," Dick said.  "I don't even care if that's her or
not, I'd fuck her."

"Me too," said Peter.  They almost shit a brick
when they heard a voice behind them.

"Oh would you?"   They whipped their heads
around.  Oh shit, it was Peter's mom.  And she
was staring right at the monitor.   "Hm, so is that
what you boys call fuckable?"

It was awkward as all three of them stood looking
at the picture.  Then Dick nudged Peter and
motioned with his eyes.  Peter followed his friend's
gaze, and he saw that his mom obviously wasn't
wearing a bra, and that her nipples were sticking
out hard beneath her blouse!  Dick winked.  Dick
had told Peter that Peter's mom was hot for him,
and that she had once made Dick step out of his
swimsuit so that she could fix a tear on the edge of
it.  He wanted to bet Peter he could lay his mother,
but Peter told him to shut up and take it back.
Now Peter wasn't so sure.

"She is kind of pretty, but you boys shouldn't be
looking at this smut.  Is this why we bought you
this computer?"  She sounded pissed, but she
wasn't moving away either.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Smith, but it's kind of my fault,"
Dick chirped up.  "I talked Peter into downloading
this picture so we could see it, I guess because I'm
real curious about things, and no one ever taught
me about this kind of stuff.  So I figured it's better
to learn this way, instead of getting a girl
pregnant."

"Me too," Peter said.  He couldn't believe how
smooth Dick was being.

"Hm," she sounded skeptical.  "You *are* teenaged
boys, I suppose.  Peter, if you have questions, why
don't you come to me?  You know I'm always here
to listen to anything you have to say."

Dick cut in again: "It's too embarrassing, Mrs.
Smith.  Besides, my father isn't home much, and
my mother, well, she passed away when I was a
baby."  He choked off a sob and looked down to
the floor.

"Oh, I'm sorry," said Peter's mother, stroking
Dick's cheek.  At the same time, she hugged Peter
to her side.  "You boys can come to me any time,
and ask me anything you want.  Peter, what do
you want to know?"

"Well, uh . . . hm . . . um . . ." was all Peter could
say.

Dick blurted, "Uh, Mrs. Smith, what is this?"  He
pointed at the woman's crotch on the picture.  He
looked innocently up at her.

"I was afraid you were going to ask that," she
answered uneasily.  "That is called . . . the name
of those is the labia, and they, um . . ."  She
crossed her arms thinking, then eventually looked
at the clock.  "Peter, turn off your computer.  Boys,
go, sit on the bed."

Dick immediately sat on the bed, very straight, with
his hands in his lap, and Peter sat next to him.
Mrs. Smith had closed the door so it was open just
a crack, then stood before them.  She said sternly,
"I expect you boys to keep this a secret amongst
the three of us, and Peter, your father must never,
ever find out about this!  Promise?"  They quickly
agreed.

"You are basicly good boys, and I understand your
natural urges, but I don't want you to get into
trouble over them either.  It was curiousity that
killed the cat," she lectured.  "So I'm going to show
you what a nude woman's body looks like . . . up
close.  Now, you can look, and if you have any
questions, you can ask me.  But nothing leaves
this room!  Deal?"

Their eyes were as big as saucers from the shock
as they nodded.  Peter couldn't believe this was
actually happening.

She started unzipping her skirt and added, "It's
your lucky day, because you're going to see a lot
better than what was on that computer screen."
The boys swallowed hard when she stepped out of
her skirt and they saw her skimpy red split-crotch
panties and sexy black stockings and garters.  Her
legs were long and fine.

Nancy Smith became a mother pretty early in life,
but she was tough and didn't let the birth of her
son destroy her figure or her beauty, especially
since she had to attract a daddy for young Peter,
his real father having run off when he found out
she was pregnant.  She started working out again
as soon as she could, and probably spent more
money on her sexy wardrobe and health
treatments than she should have.  But she had to
find the right man, and when she did, all her hard
work and debts were paid off a hundredfold.  Still,
she knew that one day soon she would have to tell
Peter the truth about his father. . . .

But Nancy's work and exercise habits carried over
even after she was married, and 17 years later,
her body showed it.  If anything, her body looked
even better at 34 than when she was 17.  Her skin
was perfect and evenly and darkly tanned, and her
hair was a long, wavy strawberry blond.  Her eyes
were a striking green, and since she had just
gotten home from work, her lips were still full and
red with lipstick.  As she slowly unbuttoned her
blouse and let it slide off her shoulders, the boys
almost passed out at the sight before them.

Peter could not believe his mother was standing
mostly naked just inches away from him and his
best friend.  She had a perfect body, better than
anything they had ever seen in Playboy.  Her tits
were huge and sexy, at least 38Ds, and even
though she was 34, they didn't sag, but stood
firmly out.  Their mouths watered, and they were
feeling serious wood watching her.

But they didn't keep their attentions on her hooters
for long, because immediately Nancy began to
peel off her garter belt and stockings.  She bent
down to strip them off her feet, and put her high
heels back on afterwards.  Then, aware of the
effect she was having, she slowly slid the tight
panties off her hips and let them fall to the floor.

When she stepped out of the panties and posed
with her hands on her hips, saying, "Well, boys,
how do I look?" they were ready to cum right there.

"You, you don't have any . . . hair," stammered
Dick.

"Better to see my labia, child."

"Can I touch . . . your labia?"

"Why don't you start somewhere else?"  Nancy
closed her eyes and pushed her titties together
and out towards the boys.

"Yes, maam!"  Dick leapt up and grabbed a boob
and started sucking noisily.  As Peter watched
Dick's hand grope his mother's other breast, and
saw his mom wrap her hands around his friend's
head, pulling him closer, he thought he should feel
outrage.  Instead, he had to admit that this really
turned him on, this thing he had guiltily dreamed of
on so many nights.  His decision was made.

"Me too!"  Peter hopped up and planted a wet
passionate kiss on his ecstatic mother's lips.  Their
tongues danced and intertwined as Peter's hand
brushed down his mom's back to cup her tight butt.
Her breathing blasted on his cheek when he
roughly pinched her buns.

Then he felt her hips buck, and he looked down to
see that Dick had dropped to his knees, licking her
out.  It was Peter's chance to feed at those
luscious melons for the first time since he was a
baby.  He broke the wet kiss and slid his mouth
down her neck to her tits.  He tweaked one huge,
rubbery nipple with his tongue.  He was amazed
when it grew to an inch in length and as wide as
his fingertip.  He bit the wet nipple gently.

"Oh, baby," she responded, and pulled him to her
teat, where he sucked so hard he thought he
would pass out.  "Yes, feed on mommy's tit," she
moaned. 

Nancy had spread her legs so Dick could crawl
beneath and twiddle her clitty in his mouth.  It did
not take long for her to start humping his upturned
face, grinding herself closer and closer to climax,
as Peter switched tits and licked hungrily.

She knew they were inexperienced, but she was
surprised at how good they were.  They were
natural experts at pleasing a woman.  Their
tongues commanded her.

"You boys . . . are . . . so good . . . like
professionals.  AW!  YES!  I'M CUMMINGGGG!
ARRGGH!"  When Peter saw her writhing around
like a wild woman, he pinched her nipples roughly,
pulling out on them and twisting.  Her whole body
spasmed so hard that her hair flew in all directions
as wave upon wave of abandon seized her.

"Yesssss," she sighed when it was over, and
collapsed on the bed.  It had been so long since
her busy husband had made love to her.  Now,
these eager studs made her feel like a woman
again.  She needed more.

When her pussy stopped its shuddering, she laid
lustily on her side and said in her most sultry voice,
"Now isn't there something *you* wanted to show
*me*?"

Staring at such a horny fox, the guys needed no
further encouragement, whipping off their shirts,
jeans and underwear.  When Peter shed the last of
his clothes, his freed cock slapped precum on his
belly.  It was 9 1/2 inches, and thick, so he was
sure his mommy would be proud of it.  That is, until
he saw Dick's cock spring into view.  It was huge,
at least 12 inches!

"Ooh, my big boy--you're bigger than your daddy,"
Nancy cooed dreamily.  Then she saw Dick, and
became a woman possessed.  She had to have
that big powertool.  It was drooling precum in a
stream down its shaft, and she wiped a finger
along that wet trail and brought it to her waiting
lips.

"Ummm," she sucked and rolled her eyes.  "Come
here, right now!"

Dick stood next to the bed, and Nancy got on her
hands and knees and crawled to his ready pecker,
affixing her lips to their target.  Peter was stunned
at the sight of her trying to fit the massive organ
into her mouth.  It would be easier for her to
swallow his forearm, he thought.

It took a while for her to get his massive knob all
the way in, as it was as big as a fist.  Her whole
face was straining and contorting with the task,
and tears formed at her eyes.  But she finally had it
in, and was moaning while she slowly fed more of
his shaft into her mouth.

Dick firmly grasped two handfuls of hair and was
beginning to fuck her face.  "That's it, suck deeper,
bitch, deeper."

Peter thought Dick was out of line talking to his
mother like that, and was about to say something
when he was astounded by Dick's next statement
(or command, really):  "Go get a belt!"  He was
talking to Peter!

"Huh?"

"Now!" Dick shouted ferociously, and Peter
scrambled to the closet for his leather belt.

"Fold it in half and whip her ass."  Dick pistoned his
hips farther and farther forward.

"Huh?"

"Whip!  Her!  Ass!  With the belt!"

"What?"

Suddenly, Nancy's head stopped, and her eyes
turned back to look at her son, her mouth stuffed
to overflowing with cockshaft.  She made noises,
trying to talk with her mouth full, and nodded her
assent to her son as best she could, before Dick
jerked her head back into service.

"Get her good," Dick growled. 

Well, OK, Peter thought and shrugged his
shoulders.  He reared his arm back and rapped the
strap against her naked bottom.

"Hard!  Whip her!"

He aimed for the light stripe he had just left on her
perfectly tanned asscheeks, and let fly.  It made a
stinging slap, and his mother jerked forward.  Dick
was not happy about that, and he slapped her
face, which made her suck harder.  Peter looked at
her anew.  She used to be his mom, but now she
was a cocksucking whore, waving her ass at him,
inviting the next blow.  He swatted her ass,
superhard this time.

She began groaning, but Peter couldn't hear
because he whacked her booty again and again
and again, laying long welts on the soft brown
globes.  Her body swayed back and forth more
rapidly.

"Is her juice running all the way down her thighs?"
Dick asked between heaving breaths.

"Yes.  Definitely."

"Then fuck her from behind. . . . uh, hurry!" Dick
was getting close.

Peter hadn't wanted the first time with his mom to
be like this, but Dick seemed to know what he was
doing, and Peter was pretty horny himself by now,
so he mounted behind her bouncing ass.  She
spread her legs further apart.  He took his
throbbing manhood in hand, and guided the
missile to her steaming snatch.  It was so lubed
that it seemed to suck him in.  Once in, he was
surprised at the snug, velvety grip of her hot cunt.
He instinctively began pulsing in and out of her.

Peter gripped her hips in his hands, and began to
really let her have it.  His earlier disbelief was
gone.  Now all he saw before him was a cheap,
nasty dogslut, with two huge mancocks pumping
into her.  She was moaning louder as both the
boys fucked harder.  They . . . were . . . going . . .
to . . . cum . . . together.  Dick's eyes rolled back in
his head.  He couldn't believe how this
experienced woman gave head.  He plunged
forward, screaming.

"I'M CUMMMMINGGG!" Dick yelled.

"MM MMMMMMMMMMM!" Nancy moaned.

"ME TOO!" Peter added.

It was a writhing, savage cumfest, as the virile men
made the whore feel orgasms like she never
before dreamed possible.  The men climaxed
beyond reason as they injected endless jets of jism
into their fuckslave.

They collapsed all over each other on the bed.
That was incredible, they all said.  But as soon as
she caught her breath, Nancy needed to have
more.  She pushed Dick so that he laid on his back
with his head leaning on the headboard.

"It's been a long time since I've had such young
meat," she said, and stood above him with her feet
on either side of his hips.  She bent down and
jerked on Dick's semi-erect rod, bringing it back to
life.  "This is what you guys are good at, right?
Staying power?"

With that, she squatted down and impaled herself
on Dick's turgid fuckstick.  Peter had a perfect view
as her lips stretched to completely envelope all of
his meat, as she sank down to the base.  Dick
reached up and tweaked her nipples as she
savored and writhed for whole minutes at the
fullness she felt.

Then she growled a nasty growl and grabbed the
top of the headboard with both hands.  Still on her
feet, she raised herself until only his cockhead was
still inside her, and then plunged back down.  She
repeated this again and again, harder each time,
until she was doing jungle squats like an animal.
Peter was ready to cum just watching.  Her hair
and her breasts flopped and flew everywhere.
The sloppy friction against his sensitive penis
instantly threw Dick into overdrive.  He knew he
couldn't last long.

"CUMMMINGGG!" Dick choked out, after only a
couple of minutes of the exquisite treatment.

His cock stiffened even more, and jets of hot jism
blasted into her convulsing love tunnel, spurting so
hard that it started spraying out from between her
legs.  This provided even more lubrication, and
Nancy rode even harder and faster, up and down,
until she became like a blur and they could barely
see her face.

Behind the hair stuck to her mouth and sweaty
face, they heard her say, "More . . . more . . . fill
me, pump me, because I'm-I'm-I'M
CUMMMINGGGG!"  She had been twisting her
own nipples, and at the instant Dick felt her cunt
spasming around his pole, streams of milk shot
from her breasts to the wall above Dick's head,
then ran down the wall and headboard.
"ARRRGGGGHHHHHH!" she screamed in sweet
agony.

"Cool!" Peter and Dick both gasped without
thinking.  They realized it didn't make them sound
very mature, but this just rocked.

Nancy was multiorgasming again, because she
kept going, until she suddenly lost all power and
fell to the bed as if made of rubber.

"Such good lovers," she panted as she lazily
stroked them both.

"Mom, why did you, you know, with the milk?  Are
you pregnant?"

She laughed.  "No, child, that happens when I
reach the maximum peak of ecstasy.  Like when
I'm sharing a bed with two sexy, incredibly gifted
young studs."

She continued, "And while your friend is an
unforgettable lover, I have a special treat for you,
my Petey-boy.  Go and get the hand lotion."

When he returned, she had rolled onto her
stomach, and was lying spreadeagle.

She said, "Now, my baby, I want to you to grease
up your prick, very slippery.  That's my boy.  Now,"
and she raised her ass off the bed slightly, "I'm
going to give to my son my virgin butthole."

She looked so sexy to Peter as he sidled up
behind her.   Dick made no effort to hide his envy,
and Peter silently laughed in his friend's face.

When he pushed his swollen head against her
rosebud, she pleaded, "Be gentle, my love."  But
he knew she was lying, still acting like she was a
respectable mom.  He pulled her cheeks apart and
plunged in to the hilt.

"Oh!  No!"  She squirmed on the business-end of
his prod.

"Yes, yes!"  He furiously pumped into her, and she
immediately began to experience orgasms, one
after another.  Dick told him later he had stopped
counting at 21.  Her ass shaft was hot and tight,
stretching to accomodate his pistoning dick, and
he enjoyed having this power over her, but all too
soon . . .

"I'M CUMMMINGGGG!"  He peppered her insides
with spunk.

"ME . . . M-M-M-ME. . . . "  She couldn't even talk.

Peter fell back, exhausted, and hot juice ran down
into her pussy.  But she wasn't done yet.

"Please, Dick, finish me, baby," she whined.  "Size!
I need size!"  Her ass quivered pitifully in the air at
him.

"Well let me ask you something first, Mrs. S," Dick
drawled.

"Yes, anything, please, quickly."

"Mrs. S--Nancy--have you ever done it with
another woman?"

"Yes I have, yes I have, now please. . . ."

"Well then, I would like to see you do it."

"Yes, OK, but first please. . . ."

"No, no, no.  Before, Nancy, before."

She sighed, then turned on her side to look at
them, with her head propped up on her hand.
"You are naughty boys, aren't you?" she asked
playfully.  She jumped out of bed and as she was
leaving the room, called back, "You might want to
slip some pants on."  Peter and Dick looked at
each other and high-fived, then hopped into their
jeans.  Nancy returned wearing a satin nighty
which barely covered anything, and she peered out
Peter's bedroom window.

"Let's go," she said.  On the way out, Peter
glanced out the window.  There was the next-door
neighbor, Alicia, sunning herself in her skimpy
bikini.  She was hot, 23, with shoulder-length
sandy hair, and nice, full lips.  She also had big,
beautiful tits, and a fine bod with long legs.  Her
bikini bottoms barely covered her . . .

No way!  Her and mom?

As he ran to catch up to the other two, his mind
was filled with images of Alicia.  He had fantasized
about her ever since she moved in.  He even
peeked in on her sometimes.  One time she was
sitting in her office, with both her feet on her desk,
talking softly on the phone.  He couldn't hear what
she was saying.  Then she got something out of a
drawer, maybe a letter-opener, and she started
hitting her pussy with it through her panties!  Peter
had to run just when it was getting good, though,
because she came over to open the window.  She
was hard to peek on, because she moved around
too much.

He caught up with them just as his mother rang the
doorbell.  After a long minute, the door opened a
crack, then all the way.

"Well, hel-lo!" Alicia cried as she eyed Nancy's
scantily clad figure.  "You'd better come in before
you're arrested."

"Thanks, Alicia," Nancy said, stepping in.  "You
know my son, Peter, right?"

"Oh yes, a little gentleman.  He held the ladder for
me while I changed the lightbulb last week."

"Good, and this is Dick," said Nancy, who walked
to Alicia's side and whispered into her ear.  They
giggled.

"Well, well, let's see how sexy and incredibly gifted
these young men really are," Alicia said.  "Whip
'em out and rev 'em up, boys."

Dick and Peter lost no time in freeing their cocks,
which eagerly stood at full-mast for this sex
goddess.  Nancy now stood behind Alicia, kissing
her neck, while one hand reached into Alicia's
bikini top.

"Mmm, don't just stand there, boys," Alicia coaxed,
"do something."

The guys obeyed and jerked on their hard-ons,
already sticky with precum, while they watched
first the top and then the bottom of the swimsuit
fall off of Alicia's delicious body.  Her breasts were
everything Peter ever imagined, very full with dark,
erect nipples.  Her pussy showed a small, shaven
thatch of curly brown hair, and Peter wanted to lick
it so bad hat he had to fight the urge to drop to his
knees right there and beg her to let him do it.

But they weren't tempted by the sight for too long,
for as soon as Alicia's clothes hit the floor, she
turned and practically mauled Nancy.  They
wrestled each other to the carpet and immediately
spread their legs and locked into a sixty-nine.  The
sounds and smells of hungry pussy-licking filled
the room.

"You taste so good, lesbian lover," Alicia
whispered.

"Your pussy is almost as good as a cock, sweet
sister," Nancy groaned.

On hearing the nasty sluts talking dirty, and
watching them push their crotches into each
other's faces for ultimate ecstasy, Dick felt his
sack tighten and begin to make its spooge.

"I'm about to cum," he gasped out.

The sight of two lesbians' asses grinding like
engines before his eyes made Peter's ironrod
pulse in anticipation of losing his load.

"Me too," was all he could grunt.

Nancy and Alicia were about to get a cumbath
spattering they would never forget.  Then the
doorbell rang.

"Oh shit!" Alicia hissed and sprang to her feet.
She wiped her face on her arm, and slipped on
Nancy's robe.  "Who is it?"

"It's Dee, babe," a female voice replied.

Alicia flung open the door, and the two women
shouted in excitement and hugged each other.
The boys looked at each other.  It was Deanna
Troi from Star Trek: The Next Generation!

Deanna looked over Alicia's shoulder at them.
"Oh, am I interrupting anything?"

"These are friends I want you to meet," Alicia
explained.  "I think we'll all get along very well."

"Great."  Deanna surveyed the boys' equipment
from across the room.  "I'll be right back."

They could see her walk out to her minivan.  She
was talking with someone inside.  Then the door
flung open, and out stepped a thin woman with
shortish blond hair.  The boys couldn't believe their
luck.   It was Paula Zahn.

She was helping another woman climb out, and it
was another Paula Zahn!  This one was dressed in
a karate uniform.   Then another Paula Zahn came
out, dressed in a cowgirl's outfit.  Then came
Leather Paula Zahn, and Deep-Sea Diver Paula
Zahn.  Elvis Paula Zahn.  Spacesuit Paula Zahn.
Revolutionary War Paula Zahn.  Jeannie Paula
Zahn.  And Handicapped-Amputee Paula Zahn.
There were ten Paula Zahns in all!  Peter and Dick
were creaming in their pants, as if they had any
on.

They threw a get-acquainted party.  Peter ran next
door to get his Sega Genesis game, and the
women watched him and Dick play.  They were all
very impressed at how long they played, and how
high they scored, and many of them were secretly
getting turned on already.  These the boys tried to
teach, but they weren't really catching on, because
guys and girls are good at different things.

They were partying down when, all of a sudden,
Deanna loudly ordered Alicia to "fetch the cart."

"Yes, maam," said Alicia, and she returned
pushing a large box mounted on wheels.  It barely
fit through the doorway.  It was placed in the
middle of the room for all to see, and Deanna
flipped open the lid.  The cart was brimming with
vibrators, dildoes, butt plugs and dozens of other
sex toys of all shapes and sizes.

"Now," Deanna forcefully announced, "let's get
ready to rumble!"

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