by Master Control X

Restless.

For the first time since she could remember, Marilyn was all alone for an evening. Her husband James was out of town, her 14 year-old daughter Katie was over at a friend's and her 17 year-old son Tommy was out on a date and wouldn't be back till very late. Sure, there was some housework to do, but she'd been doing that most of the day. She could do a load of laundry. There was always laundry. Nah. Take a nice long bath! THAT sounded good. She walked into the bathroom and turned the handles. Alone with Jamesy in her tub! Her fantasies, diverse as they may be, always included her husband. She went back in the bedroom for a minute to wait for the tub to fill. Laying down she closed her eyes to anticipate what she might fantasize about in a few minutes as the water warmed her body. Mmmm! So many things to think about. Things past, things present and things future. Let's see....

Her restlessness wouldn't go away. She felt too energized to lay in the bath right now. She'd save that for later. It was early - not even dark yet, though it would be soon. Well, maybe she could wash the car. Yeah. She could just wash the car real quick. That might be relaxing. Then time for a bath.

"Come on Jamesy, let's go wash the car"! She had be talking out loud to him all day, his presence was so real. She wished she could call him, see him, hear him - anything. He had been mentally harassing her all day. Her body felt so tingly all over. He had left several VERY provocative messages on her car phone answering service and she had even got to talk to him that morning. God she wanted him SO bad right this moment. She needed him. She needed "it".

Sex used to be nothing really special for her. Now, thanks to her husband's patience and teaching, it was something she craved. Even admitting that fact used to bother her, but now she had become comfortable with her sexuality - her "needs". She even embraced them and enjoyed the feelings they brought on. So many changes...

"Ohhhhhhh James!" she sighed out loud.

"Yes, Muff?" replied her invisible husband.

"Come help me wash the car Jamesy!"

"Yeah? I'd love to watch you wash the car baby. I might even help. Might be dangerous out there you know. God you look so sexy!"

She sighed to herself and suddenly felt very "teasey". He loved for her to tease him. She would drive him crazy washing the car THIS night!

"Better turn off the water in the tub you silly thing!"

She giggled with delight. "Yes, Jamesy!"

"Whatcha want me to wear, baby"? Hmmm? Can't really wear a skirt to wash the car. Not even my jeans. No. Something special. Her mind ran through all her husband's favorite outfits. Yeah! She'd put on those little white shorts he liked to see on her so much! The ones with the little cutouts on the sides that show�d her bare hip almost up to her waist. No one would see her. It would be dark soon. She even put on those little thong panties he had given her for Christmas.

"Oh yes, Jamesy! You like these don't you, baby"? A white T-shirt and sneakers finished the outfit. No bra. She liked the way her tits looked in T-shirts now. That was a BIG change. They had gotten so proud looking and stood out on her chest like they never had before. She smiled at that thought. Most women would love� to have the firm breasts they had in senior high. Hers had improved. They seem to have taken on a personality of their own. A sometimes very naughty one!

They looked just that way now as she took one last peek in the mirror. "Yes Muff, arch that back a little more. Show them off, baby!" she could hear him say as if he were standing right next to her.

"Like this?" she whispered as she watched the thin fabric stretch even tighter across her bust.

She pulled the Camry out, gathered her bucket, a sponge and the hose. She had just finished wetting the car down when she heard the rumble of tires on the deserted neighborhood street. As she turned to look, the loud screech of big tires made her jerk around even faster. The truck was big and black and very shiny - one she had not seen at her house before. In the twilight she could make out the figures of two guys inside, but she couldn't tell who they were. The dark window rolled down to reveal a rather cute looking young face.

"Hey! Is Tommy home?" She recognized them as guys from her son's high school. They were on the wrestling team together.

"No. Sorry guys. You just missed him."

It was getting dark fast. They were talking to each other but she couldn't see what they were saying. Then she heard them laugh raucously, almost as if they were a little drunk. She turned the hose back on the car. She decided to just ignore them.

A moment later she heard the truck door open. They were walking down the driveway. "Say. Could you, like, use some help washing the car? We don't have nothing else to do. Might keep us out of trouble!" he grinned.

"No thanks guys, I don't think so, but thanks for asking".

"Aw, it's no trouble. Here, we'll have this done in no time." The other boy playfully shoved him and he almost fell over. They WERE a little drunk! They both laughed a little too loud again as the blond one picked up the bucket. The dark haired one reached to take the hose from her. As he did, she noticed him flick his eyes down her body. He was still grinning as he pointed the hose at the car.

"From the truck we thought you must be Tommy's sister at first. You sure don't look like someone's mom!" the blond one said rather sheepishly.

"Tommy is lucky to have a mom who's a real fox like you!" the other chimed in. He was a little too tipsy to be fully embarrassed. He continued "Shit! My mom weighs about three hundred pounds!!!"

"At least!" his friend chided. They both laughed hysterically.

The cutest one was wearing jeans, of course. Tight ones - and his legs looked long and lean in them. He had a sweatshirt with the arms torn off, revealing broad shoulders and hard biceps. The unraveling armhole went halfway down his torso leaving the side of his chest very bare. As his arm moved she could see a glimpse of his dark nipple even in the fading light. He bent over to spray a tire and she couldn't help but glance at his muscular round behind wrapped so tightly in the faded denim.

"I must be crazy!" she thought to herself. "This is dumb! But my Jamesy is always saying how I should enjoy things like this...the way people look at me".

She had to admit that it did make her feel pretty damn good. She realized that the boys were looking at her and flirting with her because they found her to be attractive. Sexy. They didn't think of her as "some old lady", but more like one of them. It wasn't just her firm, teenage looking body, but her little-girl-like smile that was always present in addition to the mischievous twinkle in her sparkling blue eyes that gave her that special youthish quality. A quality she used to ignore, at least to the point of how it affected others. Like these young men. But that had changed, too. She had become very aware of her own sensuality and the spell she so easily cast on everyone from family members to complete strangers. That magic was here in her driveway right now. She could just feel it - that sense of sexual tension in the air. The boys were talking and laughing loudly as they wet the car.

"They ARE thinking how sexy you look, Muff". She heard it as plain as day. She turned, half expecting to see her husband James grinning at her. "You DO look awfully hot, you know, baby. God you are SO damned sexy!" His voice echoed in her mind.

"Oh James!" Marilyn smiled, took a deep breath and got a dry towel out of the garage.

She saw them both look up at her as she walked back. They were watching her move and not doing a very good job of hiding it. She became very conscious of her breasts moving beneath her shirt.

"Yes Muff. Be proud of those hot tits." Without even thinking she felt her chest rise as her back arched ever so slightly. She felt her breasts bounce saucily against the tightened cotton of her T-shirt as she sauntered towards them.

They had stopped laughing and started staring. She could feel the warmness start to spread inside her because of the attention she was getting.

"God, you are such a tease, Muff!" Hearing her Jamesy say that made her smile and feel even more provocative.

"So are you guys going to work or just stand there?" she smiled as she began to towel the grill. They laughed too loud again but began to make some kind of attempt at car washing movements.

In her mind she could hear her Jim laughing playfully at her, too. She could see that evil grin so well. "James, what are you doing you silly man! You're driving me crazy! I know what you're thinking you evil thing! You LOVE to imagine that they're thinking things about me don't you? " She moved around to the drivers door as she reached up to the roof.

"They ARE thinking things about you silly slut woman! They can't help it. It would be impossible not to. You look so sexy in those tiny little shorts with those slots that go right up the side. Bare underneath all the way to your waist. And those little thong panties that accentuate your already round little ass. And those big shapely tits of yours are driving them nuts! Take a glance at the mirror on the door if you don't believe me".

Marilyn's eyes found it immediately. To her amazement, both of them had sneaked our from behind the car slightly, just enough to watch her hips move as she circled the towel around on the roof. Her ass was moving back and forth rhythmically and they were taking in every beat. She heard Jim chuckle in her ear, "See baby. I've always told you how cock-hardening you are. Even if they are young hot cocks like those".

"I know, James. You're always right."

"Well, I sure am this time. Want to really drive them crazy, baby? Take a step back, move your feet apart a little more and dry lower on the door. Bend over just a little baby. Real slow."

"James!" she protested.

"Yes my sweet little Muffin?" She began to melt.

"You are so bad!"

"I know, baby"

Her heart was beating faster. Another deep breath and she took a hesitant step backward and spread her stance slightly as she continued circling the towel slowly. She closed her eyes and began to bend ever so slowly as the towel reached lower. She felt the fabric of her shorts tighten and then start to crawl up her round cheeks. She felt the center seam press right between her pussy lips. God the heat! Her head began to spin as she saw them in her mind looking at her ass. The towel circled lower. She could almost sense their cocks hardening in their jeans. Their eyes were riveted right on her sweet little ass and she knew it. She felt as if it were almost glowing. She was teasing them on purpose yet pretending not to notice.

What were they really thinking right now? Her mind was racing yet it seemed time was slowing to a crawl. She was beginning to enter that special place where her mind began to float and her body began to take control. God this was exciting! She could feel it. She forced her eyes open and turned around quickly.

"Goofing off again, huh? Some car was�hers YOU are!" she pouted. "What am I going to have to do to get you guys going?" she grinned. Suddenly she spun the wet towel in her hands and snapped it perilously close to the blonde boy's crotch. "Oops! So sorry!" she giggled as she cupped one hand over her mouth. She noticed that where the towel barely missed there was a very large bulge, no doubt the result of her sexy little show. God! She had made these teenaged cocks hard just by letting them look at her hot little ass!

The boy was so startled at the unexpected attack that he jumped back dropping the spraying hose. Marilyn quickly stooped and grabbed it off the ground, half soaking herself in the process.

"Now look what you've done! You know what this means NOW don't you?" she asked them in mock anger. The boys were speechless.

"This means war!"

With that declaration she turned the hose on the amazed boys, causing them to scramble furiously. They were yelling, running, laughing, ducking and threatening retaliation. The dark haired one slipped and landed on his back causing him to laugh even more uncontrollably. Marilyn took advantage of his helpless situation and began to douse him unmercifully.

"Cut it out! Please! Stop!!" She had forced him to cover up in a protective ball as she soaked his pants and T-shirt. She could see the outline of his maleness in the tight jeans. She aimed her weapon right at it forcing him to cover it with both hands. She was so intent on hitting her target that she hadn't noticed the tousled haired young blonde circle around the car and sneak up behind her. She felt his arms circle around her tightly and twist the hose out of her hand. He was breathing rapidly as she felt his hard chest rise and fall against her back.

"GOT ya!" he exclaimed proudly.

The fallen one had gotten up and was standing directly in front of her. She was totally defenseless and a prisoner in the other young man's arms. The other stood with hands on his very wet hips, glaring defiantly at her. His glare turned to a stare as he let his eyes drift slowly down. Her T-shirt was sopping wet. She felt his eyes lock onto her chest. She glanced down and saw her nipples sticking out fully erect, their color plainly visible even in the semi darkness. Her shirt was almost totally transparent now. It seemed the more he stared the harder they got.

"Oh Muff!" she heard James whisper. "You're in trouble now, baby! That's what you get for being such a hot little tease!"

His eyes slid lower and she realized her white cotton shorts must be just as invisible as her shirt. Her little white thong panties must be in plain view. She could almost see in her mind what the boy was seeing and it sent a chill all through her.

She felt her captor shift his feet behind her causing his hips to move against her ass. His shift had allowed his very hard, wet-denimed cock to slide right between her ass cheeks.

The emboldened boy standing in front of her grinned playfully. He too was soaking wet and his jeans and shirt were clinging to him like a second skin. He looked so adorably cute in a very naughty kind of way.

"Now YOU'RE going to get it, girl. We're going to have to teach YOU a lesson!" Before she could protest, he lifted the hose. The soft spray hit her right between her breasts. She automatically snapped her head back to avoid the water splashing up into her face. Of course, this just forced her tits out further as her head fell back onto her captor's shoulder. The mist danced around her tits and down to her stomach. The assault caused her to squirm instinctively. Her squirms served to massage the hot shaft pressed obscenely against her ass. His arms encircled her tighter as he instinctively pressed his cock further forward.

The soft spray moved gradually downward. Eventually she felt it drum against her pubic mound and she struggled to avoid the attack. His aim was precise and the vibrations from the droplets felt like a shower massage. The effect was devastating. Her clit was vibrating fiercely. Her mouth fell open and her knees turned to mush.

"Remind you of the faucet in your bathtub, Muff?" the invisible voice teased. She could only moan softly in reply.

"Here man, you hold her." They traded places, not allowing her to escape. She opened her eyes as she heard the hose drop to the driveway.

She immediately felt the state of arousal that also effected the one who now held her. A different cock was now pressed tightly against her ass. The blonde boy/man who had been holding her now stood directly in front of her. He brazenly let his eyes devour her nearly naked tits that were heaving breathlessly before him. The look on his face was total lust and it sent new shivers coursing through her. His eyes were hot on her moist flesh as they took in every curve, peak and valley. She tried to stand still but a million ants were crawling all over her as she was forced to stand there and absorb his visual examination. He was now staring directly at the tight "v" at the top of her thighs. She felt her excitement growing. All of the wetness in her panties was not from the spraying.

He moved forward until she could feel the lower part of him press against her. His mouth was inches from hers. She bit her lip. He was teasing her. He was grinning and staring directly into her eyes. The tension as their eyes locked was overwhelming. She stood very still except for her hard breathing. Her lungs refused to fill up. He was silently issuing a challenge. His eyes mocked "Well, baby, you can dish it out, but can you take it? Or are you JUST a tease?" She stared right back at him.

With his eyes still burning into hers he lifted his left hand and slowly inserted two fingers inside the neck of her T-shirt. His intense stare never left hers, daring her to protest. Her eyes narrowed slightly in defiance. It had become a contest of wills. The fingers began to pull forward. She felt the wet cotton fabric begin to stretch, pulling away from her chest. The back of the shirt collar began to dig into her neck. She felt the cool evening air drift down into the gap and caress her naked tits. Her nipples hardened to the aching point, making her fe�el as if they were being pinched. He had worked the top out past her chin and continued to pull. She felt the boy behind her begin to breathe faster. The cotton was stretching further. Her eyes remained locked on her tormentor's, matching his little game of chicken.

From behind her she heard the boy hiss "Holy shit!" She knew he was now looking straight down her gaping T-shirt. As if to confirm it, she felt his cock throb hotly against her ass. The blond in front of her held her stare for a minute longer as if he was watching for her reaction to his friend's hot eyes devouring her totally exposed tits. She refused to give in. He smiled softly as in approval and admiration of her strong will, then slowly let his eyes sink down - right down inside the stretched front of her shirt. Both lads were now admiring her very luscious and very naked tits. To her own amazement she felt her shoulders stiffen and her back begin to arch ever so slowly. Her breasts, still heaving slowly as she fought to catch her elusive breath, began to lift. It was as if they were saying "Yeah? You like what you see?" She could feel the hot breath of the boy holding her from behind on her bare shoulder. Her mind began to spin slowly. Her eyes began to close. They continued to stare at her creamy, wet tits and stiff nipples.

And she let them.

The burning from their gazes gave way to the heat in her pussy as she felt the pressure of the twin cocks between which she was sandwiched. They we so HARD! And burning hot! She could feel the quick little jerks and slow pulses that ran through their aroused members as they were pressed hotly against her moist white shorts. Her mind reeled at the thought that she had driven these young boys to the hardened state they were now in. She felt very dizzy. Her shirt felt as if it would tear away from her any second, but suddenly she didn't give a damn.

She let her head fall back to the boy's shoulder. Her mouth fell open as she moaned softly. Go ahead. Rip the damned thing off! She had surrendered. They had conquered her.

Her hips began to move ever so slowly. She couldn't control them any more.

They boys moved with her. Locked between them, she felt as if she was dancing to slow, sultry music.

"Kenny G, Muff..." she heard the voice in her head whisper.

"Ohhhhh James!"

"Oh yes, baby!"

Finally, the boy in front spoke. "Maybe we should take her inside. Don't want her catch cold now, do we?" With that he bent down, put his arm behind her knees and lifted her up in his arms. He carried her into the garage. His friend opened the door leading into the house. He turned right, and right again. Her daughter's bedroom. That seemed appropriate. Amanda, her daughter, had just turned sixteen. She felt just like she was sixteen again. So fresh and alive!

Marilyn felt herself being lowered to the floor. Her eyes were still closed as she felt her T-shirt being pulled up. Other hands were pulling her wet shorts down her long, silky legs. Her shoes were gone. Her arms were pulled up over her head as the shirt was removed and she felt her wrists trapped under a pair of damp thighs. She felt the soaked little white shorts being pulled off her feet. She now wore only small piece of clothing.

"Look at these hot little panties, man. Jesus, I love thongs!"

"Yeah. God she's so sexy! Take them off man. I can't wait any more!"

She felt strong fingers hook into the waistband of the skimpy wet panties and then she felt them being slowly stripped from her body.

"God. Look at that hot little pussy she has!" The words sent sparks careening through her body. Her nude sex was completely open to their gaze. They obviously liked what they saw. She was squirming as if trying to escape. Then she heard the one holding her legs say "Yeah. I think I'll take a closer look."

She felt her legs being parted. She tried some resistance, but it was futile. She felt the heat of his face against her soft, vulnerable thighs. She held her breath. She didn't have to wait long. She felt his tongue wiggle right between her swollen pussy lips. His tongue was so eager and felt as if it were on fire. Her pussy was so sensitive!

He began to work his hot tongue up and down her seething slit.

"Oh yeah, man. Eat her sweet little pussy!" his friend urged.

She was moaning. His mouth become greedier as it burrowed deeper and deeper, his tongue dipping into her wetness and slashing over her hugely swollen clit. He began to suck on it, pulling it deep in his overheated mouth. Then she felt the other's hands on her tits, pinching her stiff, tender nipples and squeezing her hot, firm mounds.

"Damn! Her tits are so fucking hot!" It made her crazy to hear herself talked about like this.

His tongue was now buried inside her and probing around as if feeling for buried treasure. Then he began to slowly draw it out. She felt him take a long breath, inhaling her deeply. She felt fingers slowly pulling her swollen lips apart. He had opened her up completely and was ogling her most intimate places.

Over her stretched-back arms, she felt a rhythmic movement. The other boy was stroking his cock as he watched his friend eat Marilyn's pussy.

As her spinning mind imagined what he looked like with his fist sliding up and down his cock, the other boy plunged his stiff tongue roughly back into her gaping pussy, his whole mouth covering her molten sex. He began to fuck his tongue in and out of her. She tried to hold back, but the image that formed in her mind of her laying on the floor of her daughter's bedroom with one young man devouring her pussy while another jerked his cock over her head was too much for her. The heat was so intense, building like a volcano. It licked at her insides and she felt herself slipping over the edge.

Then she heard it in her mind. Her husband's disembodied voice. So real.

"Yes baby. Do it, Muff. You want it?"

"Cum."

Marilyn screamed as the built up pressure exploded with a force she had never felt. She began to cum. All over the youth's hot, sliding tongue. Her wildly gyrating hips pressed even further against the lewd onslaught. His tongue pistoned in and out, lapping up all her freely flowing cum juices. Wave after wave crashed over her. She couldn't stop. He was consuming every drop of her sweet essence.

Just as she thought she might be easing, she felt her legs being lifted. Something very hard and very hot was sliding over her pubic mound. She felt him take his cock in his hand. He massaged the head right up and down her oozing slit till the shaft locked into place. She was still moaning.

The frenzied youth gasped, "So baby, you want this hard cock inside you? Want me to fuck you baby?"

She was too excited and a little too proud to answer, but her squirming hips and squeezing little pussy mouth said it all.

Marilyn cried out as she felt his weight coming down on her�þ and that hot, yielding feeling as his cock began to sink into her sex. He didn't waste any time. He began to thrust his hot member in and out of her steadily and forcefully. Her hips rose to meet every plunge.

He was talking to her with ever stroke.

"Yeah, baby!

"Oh baby, you feel so good!"

"Oh sweet baby!"

God! This teenage stud was calling her "Baby!"

Again her husband's voice. "See Muff! I told you! You ARE the sexiest woman in the world! You are the MOST cock hardening, desirable, sensuous, beautiful, sexy, young, hot, fuckable woman there ever was!"

"OHHHH James!"

"Ohhh yes, Muff! God you look so incredible!"

She felt the fire licking her insides again, hotter and hotter. Imagining he was with her and watching her made all the difference in the world. Her eyes were tightly shut as she pictured in her mind what was happening to her for real.

"Yes baby. Let it go, Muff!. Cum baby!!!"

Her body spasmed and her pussy grasped the hardness inside her. She felt it begin to swell. He tried to pull it back for one last thrust, but she had it captured and wasn't about to let it go. She heard his loud exclamation as his cock exploded deep inside her. Her pussy was milking his shaft like a velvet glove. She wanted it to stay there forever, but the boys had other plans.

"Hey man! Trade places! I'm dyin' get my cock in there!"

"Yeah...here..take her legs."

Marilyn's mind was so foggy she was barely aware of their shifting, though there was a new sense of weight on her chest.

"I wonder is she sucks as good as she fucks!"

"Looks like you're gonna find out!"

Marilyn felt something hard prod her semi-parted lips. A moment later her mouth was stretched around an extremely hard 17-year-old cock. It was then she realized the youth who had just fucked her had straddled her chest. Before she could react, she felt the other boy's cock slam into her pussy. For a moment, everything in her mind turned red as if it had reached a point of overload and she felt as if her body were suspended in space, floating among the clouds.

"DAMN! She's sucking my cock like a vacuum cleaner!"

"You're a lying sack of shit!"

"No man! I swear! I'm not even movin'! She's doin' all the work!"

"Her pussy's in overdrive, too! I can't believe we're fuckin' Tommy's mom!"

Marilyn didn't hear a bit of that. She was in another world. The red had faded and her body had gone on autopilot.

The cock in her mouth felt electric. The energy of youth, maybe.

In her mind, she was back in high school, but this time things were different. She had been such a good girl. Only one guy had even touched her pussy and that was in her senior year. The way she was raised made her feel so guilty over that one "sin" that she never let it happen again. James had changed all of that after she met him.

Right now she was 17 again, taking the pleasure she so vigorously fought back then. Her tongue massaged the sweet flesh between her lips, coaxing it to give her more of it's throbbing maleness. She wanted to run her hands over his young body, feel that tight ass she'd seen in those wet jeans, but her wrists were still pinned to the carpet in her daughter's bedroom. She'd have to make do with the taste in her mouth and the steady pumping of another hot teenage cock between her widespread legs.

"Oh man!" groaned the owner of the cock in her pussy. "I'm gonna cum!"

Marilyn felt the telltale expanding sensation, quickly followed by the gush of hot fluid that again filled her seething pussy. Again, her own orgasm gripped her sending wave after wave of pleasure through her entire being.

"My cock's still hard! I can't get enough of her!"

"Yeah...I know what you mean. Let's get her up on the bed."

Marilyn felt the cocks slip out of her and hands pulling her to her feet. Her knees were far too mushy to support her and she collapsed headfirst over the side of her daughter's bed. The dark-haired boy clamored around to the other side, but the blond just stood there, staring at her curvaceous form draped before him.

"C'mon man, help me get her up here" the boy on the bed insisted.

"Wait...do you see what I see?"

"What the fuck?!"

"Look at her ASS!"

She was fully bent over the side of the bed, her hips on perfect display. The blond teen stood there, slowly stroking his fresh-from-her-mouth cock. He was staring, transfixed by her round, naked globes.

"Marilyn..." her husband's voice whispered in her ear, "I think you're in big trouble now. He's staring at your tight little ass, Muff. That's what you get for teasing him in those tight little white shorts. "

The whispers continued as she felt her cheeks being pried apart and a very hot cockhead prodding at her tender asshole. A low, throaty moan escaped her as she felt her sphincter surrender to the slick shaft. Both boys were speechless as they watched in amazement as her perfect ass swallowed inch after inch of the invading teen penis.

"Goddamn! I'm all the way in!"

"Oh shit, man! Fuck her ass!!"

His hands gripped her waist as he positioned his feet for more leverage. She felt his cock slowly draw out, then thrust back in. She felt the heat and the momentary pain as his cock began to move faster. Soon his hips were a blur as he hammered into her again and again. The slapping sound was loud and echoed in Marilyn's ears as her earthy grunts echoed in theirs. She bit her lip and grasped her daughter's bedspread in tight fists.

In her mind, the bedspread wasn't her daughter's at all, but rather that of Marilyn's parents. She was bent over their bed in her childhood home, an act of extreme naughtiness. Even naughtier was the fact that she was letting Bobby Hutchinson, the boy she'd let finger her pussy in high school, fuck her tight teenage ass.

"Oh god...yes! Fuck me!" she moaned to Bobby. But Bobby was only in her imagination. Her son's friends heard her moans.

"DAMN she's hot!"

"Yeah...so am I." hissed the boy on the bed, now pinning Marilyn's arms to the mattress. "Don't cum in her ass. I want to try some of that myself."

Moments later, Marilyn felt the hot pounding stop and a sudden empty feeling in her ass. For a moment, there was a cool sensation as her sweaty cheeks were exposed to the air. She wondered why Bobby had stopped. Had her parents come home early? For a moment she felt afraid, but then she felt something else - her ass being filled again by a hot teenage cock. But this one was different. Definitely thicker as it stretched her throbbing asshole ever wider. And longer, as it reached deeper than the other one. The way it stroked in and out of her was new, too. Oh! If this wasn't her boyfriend Bobby, then... it must be his best friend Chuck!

She had danced with Chuck at the Junior Prom and felt how excited he was to be rubbing up close to her. He had even tried several times to slide his hands down onto her ass! Now he was fucking it right here in her parent's bedroom! He always had been a bad boy and right now she felt like a VERY bad girl!

The fantasy stirred her hormones and she was soon grinding and clenching her ass, causing the blond boy's balls to spank her sensitive pussy.

Suddenly she screamed "I'm cumming! Oh god! I'm cumming!"

Both boys were startled, but the one with his cock pistoning in and out of her backside was distracted enough

to let his orgasm, which he'd been holding back, explode deep into her bowels. The blast of hot boy-cum caused

one last heavy wave of passion to wash over her and she felt as if she had passed out.

She could hear herself breathing and somewhere in the distance the sound of running water. In her grogginess, she thought the boys had left the hose running in the driveway.

"Mom! Mom! Wake up!"

"What?"

"Mom! Wake up! The tub is overflowing!"

She pried her eyes open and desperately tried to focus. She wasn't in her daughter's room, but her own. The sound of the water wasn't a hose, it was the faucet in her tub! Her daughter was home.

"We'll, quick, go turn it off! Why didn't you just turn it off?"

"I didn't know what you were doing!"

Duh. It had all been a dream. And so real.

So many things had changed for Marilyn and this was just another one of them. Her nights used to be void of dreams but now they were alive with excitement. She had given up control of her non-waking hours and let her mind roam free. Sometimes her dreams were deeply romantic, others a bit naughty, and once in a while even wild - bordering on disturbing. But, they were all fantasies she had learned to accept and appreciate for what they were.

This one had been especially juicy. She wondered if it was too late to wash her car.

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