Chapter Seven
The radio next to my bed startled me awake. It was late on a late summer Saturday morning, and I usually took this day to sleep in, bum around the house, and generally be a lazy shit. Darcy rarely had time to call on weekends, so I usually had to amuse myself anyway I could. Today was different, and I picked up the radio to see what my teenage girlfriend needed.
"Hey baby, you surprised me."
"Oh, sorry. It's just..." she sounded upset.
"What's wrong Darcy?" I inquired.
"Just some stuff. I need to come over. Is that OK?"
"Sure. Just don't get into trouble."
"I won't."
And with that she clicked off.
I slept in the nude, so I took no time getting showered, shaved and dressed into some shorts and a shirt. I grabbed a box of sex toys and handful of condoms and went downstairs. Setting everything on the hearth, I made sure I picked up any odds and ends that might interfere with our mutual enjoyment.
I was just settling everything into place when the door popped open and Darcy slipped in. Tight white T-shirt with the sleeves and collar ripped off. She wasn't wearing a bra, obvious by her pert nipples sticking out from her chest. Darcy's shorts were jean short cut-offs with holes in several places, most notably on her ass (revealing white cotton panties underneath). They barely covered her firm, round ass. She finished out the outfit with white tennis shoes and matching socks. Darcy had also done up her hair in a pony tail, a style that made her look even younger.
I could smell her sweet cunt and could tell she was very aroused. Before I could say anything, she was on me, pressing me down to the floor. She said nothing while removing my clothes. Her face was serious, almost intense. I was already partially aroused, so it only took a few moments of stroking to achieve a full erection.
Darcy smiled, "Do you love me?"
"You know I do."
She reached into our toy box and produced two pairs of handcuffs. "Upstairs. Now."
There was something in her voice, something mature and something that said not to argue. I did as I was told and trotted upstairs. She followed close behind. "Get in bed, arms up." I did so. She quietly cuffed my arms to the headboard. I was confused, but something told me to play along. She got off the bed and went into the master closet, closing the door behind her. She was gone for several minutes, but I didn't worry too much, in fact the tension had made me quite excited and very hard.
I barely recognized Darcy when she came out. She had on a black teddy, stockings, long gloves, and high heels. She'd even applied some black lipstick. She done her hair up in a bun, it was the only thing not black on her body other than her skin.
She slid onto the side of the bed, black lips kissing my cockhead. "Good boy, did you miss your mistress?"
"Yes ma'am."
She smiled, white teeth gleaming in contrast to her outfit. "Tell me boy, do you love me?"
"Of course, I do."
Darcy playfully squeezed my balls. "Say it. Say the words."
"I love you."
She squeezed harder. "Louder."
"I love you!" I yelled.
"Louder boy! I want to hear it ringing in my ears!"
"I LOVE YOU!"
She smirked. "Yes, you do. You love me. You want to fuck your mistress? Don't you?"
"Yes, mistress, let me fuck you. Let me love you."
"Beg for it boy"
"Let me please you mistress, let me fuck your pussy. Let me worship at your altar!"
Gloved hands stroked my dick, making it ache for release. "Good boy, but first you must please me before yourself." and with that she unsnapped the crotch of her teddy and peeled the lacy material away. Sitting astride my face, she lowered herself down onto my tongue. I did my level best to please her. Shoving my tongue deep inside her body, I tasted her sweet juices. Darcy rolled her head back with pleasure, delighting in the feeling of control. "Yes! Tongue fuck me! Lick my tight little pussy!" She was in total control and I loved to watch her please herself.
All too soon she lifted off of me. In just a moment her hands were rolling a condom over my cock. With a grunt she impaled herself on my body. "YES! You big fucker. You're going to fuck me hard aren't you?"
I nodded.
"Yes, you love fucking me don't you?" she smiled. "You like it, and you don't want to do anything else?"
I was too busy bucking her up and down to answer. Darcy pulled her hair out of the bun it was in. The bucking was becoming hard, unrestrained. "Yes! Fuck me! Hard! God yes!!!" She rubbed her tits through the lacy material of her teddy. The motion was making them bounce despite the tight control they were under. Darcy grunted, picking up speed. With swift movement she slipped the teddy up over her head, letting her breasts flap unrestrained as we fucked. Sweat coated our bodies, loud slapping noises issued from our lovemaking.
Finally her body gave in, "FUCK YES!!! YES! YES! AAAAAAAH!!!" She collapsed in a heap on my chest, her breathing ragged and heavy.
A minute or two passed before she stirred. She smiled and pulled the cuffs off. "No hard feelings?"
"No, but was there something behind all that?"
She frowned. "My folks are getting divorced. It's been coming for a long time I guess."
"I'm so sorry baby. Anything I can do?"
"You just did. I just needed to be in control of something. Even for just a moment."
"I can understand that. Dad's moving out today. Well, at least I thought he was my dad." I looked at her puzzled. "It seems my real dad died just before I born. The man she married a couple of years later has been the only man I've known as a father. Though he wasn't much at that. I guess that's why we never saw eye to eye."
I stroked her hair. I wasn't sure what to say. I could see why she was a little messed up today. She reached down and pulled my condom off. She noticed it was empty, "I'm sorry, you didn't..."
"It's alright. You got what you needed, and that was paramount."
"You're so good to me." she kissed me softly. "When I turn eighteen, I want to move in with you. Can we move away? Far away?"
"Sure."
"And I'll have your children. Lots of them. As many as I can until my uterus falls out." she giggled.
"Well now. That's a ways away. You might want to do some other things with your life."
"Not really. I'm happiest with your cock rammed up my pussy. Can you imagine my belly, swollen with your babies?"
I could. And that was a dangerous thought. "In time love, all in time."
She smiled, curled up on my chest. In mere minutes she was soundly asleep.
A week later I was busy mowing my lawn. When I finished I glanced over at Darcy's house. The lawn was becoming a bit of a mess. The homeowner's association would be bitching soon. Darcy was at school and her mom was gone so I just pushed my mower and had a go at the front lawn. I had only planned on the front, but I felt I had the energy for the backyard so I took a stab at it. When I'd finished, I was checking the mower out when I heard the back door open up.
Linda, Darcy's mom, stood there holding a glass of lemonade. She was letting her hair grow out. It was now shoulder length. She was wearing a smart looking dark blue suit with a short skirt. She looked tired, almost exhausted.
"Well, I was surprised to hear someone mowing the lawn. Thank you. I've been meaning to have..."
I waved her off. "I know all about it. Don't worry. We humans don't help each other enough."
She smiled handing the lemonade over. "Thanks. You want to come inside or something?"
I wasn't sure if this was a good idea, but I was curious to get to know Linda, especially since she wasn't being a complete bitch now. "Sure."
I'd only been in Darcy's house a few times, and those were just brief interludes of quick, passionate sex. Being here with her mother, I suddenly felt sort of guilty. I was, after all, fucking her teenage daughter six ways from Sunday. I also felt a little weird, standing across the kitchen dressed in a ratty t-shirt and shorts, reeking of sweat when she was clean and well-dressed. Linda had pulled off her suit coat and had on a sleeveless silk blouse. She was still thin, but muscular and strong. Her eyes were bright blue, her smile warm and inviting.
"So you know Darcy?" she asked, trying to make small talk.
"We've chatted once or twice on the street."
"But enough to know about my divorce?"
I felt like I was being baited into a trap. "Well, yeah." I stammered.
She smiled, almost enjoying my discomfort, "It's no big deal. She's allowed to have friends. In fact I wish she had more. All she seems to do is work and hang around the house."
"Teenagers are a different breed. I'm sure you remember."
A wicked smile crossed Linda's face. "Oh dear, yes I remember. Back then there were boys. Lots of them. Lined up waiting for their chance. Big, strong boys..." her voice trailed off. "But that was some time ago. Now I don't have those options. Now I'm just some tired old single mom."
"You're not all that. There are plenty of fish in the sea." I wasn't lying. She shouldn't have too much trouble finding anyone new.
"You're sweet, but I just don't have the skills I used to go fishing." she slipped out of her shoes and undid the first button on her blouse. "Damn, it's hot today."
I caught myself staring at her. "Yeah, it is." She eyed me, hungrily. I should have left, but I didn't.
Brushing sandy brown hair strands from her face she approached me. "Can I make a deal with you?"
"You lawyers and your deals." I tried to be funny.
"Alright," she smiled, pressing her body up to mine, "A plea bargain then?"
"Have I done something wrong?"
"Technically, yes." her smile broadened. "But I'm willing to look the other way for an exchange."
"Exchange?" I asked.
"Mm-hmm. I'm willing to overlook the fact that you're committing statutory rape with my daughter, in exchange for certain 'services' rendered."
"Services?" I knew what she wanted, but I had to ask.
Her hand stroked cock, firmly but carefully. "I think you can figure it out. You are a big boy aren't you?"
"I'd bet you'd like to find out."
"I would."
"But I'm all dirty, Linda."
She kissed me firmly on the lips for a long moment. "I like it dirty lawnboy."
I'm not sure where I got the idea, but something inside me let go of any reservations I had. With both hands I rent her silk shirt apart at the buttons, exposing her soft white breasts and hard, brown nipples. My lips and tongue found their way around her ears, then neck. Pressing her small body against the counter and lifting her slightly, I worked my lips down to her small breasts, taking them full into my mouth. She groaned happily as my tongue worked around her soft, feminine flesh.
My hands found their way underneath her skirt and over her smooth round ass. Unhappy with the angle I reached around and unzipped her skirt, pulling it and her silk thong panties down to the floor. I stopped for a moment to admire her naked beauty. Time and motherhood hadn't harmed her body, it was as smooth as her teenage daughter's. Not bothering to undress, I simply undid the zipper of my shorts and pulled my cock out, swollen and red.
"I see my daughter has excellent taste." she smiled. I moved to her and lifted her small body off the floor. Her legs entwined behind my back as she rested her body on the counter. Penetration was quick and hard. Linda cried out as I bottomed out in her cunt. Whether it was from pain or pleasure, I didn't know. I fucked her hard, harder than I'd fucked a woman in a long time. Harder than had I fucked her daughter. Linda had a hungry presence that I couldn't deny. I wanted to satisfy her, make her scream. I felt that she deserved something raw and animal.
Sweat began to make her hair stick to her face, but she didn't seem to care. She kept bucking her sweet pussy around my dick. I bit her earlobes, sucking them and the skin around her neck. She moaned, almost whimpering with pleasure. I held her by the waist, tight and powerful, sending each thrust as deep as possible. "Yes! Fuck me!" she cried out, her legs squeezing my body. Next she let out a long shuddering groan, her body tensing, then relaxing.
I held nothing back, with a hard stab I poured hot semen into her quaking body. Spurt upon spurt sent shivers through Linda's thin frame until it oozed back down her thighs.
Linda was having some trouble catching her breath, "Too long," she whispered, "It's been too fucking long."
I stroked her face, "Save your air. Just relax."
She smiled. "Now I see why Darcy likes you." Glancing at the clock she frowned. "Darcy'll be home any minute. I need a bath and you need a shower. Can I call you later?"
"I suppose. Look, I don't want to hurt Darcy. I...I..."
She smiled brightly, "You love her? I suppose she deserves that. Don't worry, I won't do anything to hurt her."
I kissed her cheek and pulled my shorts up, leaving Linda, sweaty and naked, to clean herself up.
After showering and redressing, I went downstairs to watch some TV. I needed to get my mind off the increasing guilt that penetrated my brain. Around 8:30 I heard the front door open.
"Honey, I'm home!" Darcy's voice rang out. I swallowed hard.
"In here baby." I called back.
Darcy strutted in wearing little more than a half-tee and short cut-offs. She straddled my lap kissing me softly. "I missed you," she said. Her hips instinctively grinding into mine.
"How was your day?"
"Pretty lame, until I got home. Mom and I had a real heart-to-heart today. I got a lot off my chest after I confronted her."
"Confronted her?"
She smirked, "Yeah. I mean there she was in the bathtub, cunt red and nearly bruised. Her tits were even worse. I mean it was pretty obvious she got some. Got some big time."
I was starting to get uncomfortable, unsure of what to say next.
"At any rate, we had a long talk and came to an understanding."
I looked at her confused, "Understanding?"
Darcy was rubbing herself harder, "About my life. I'm close enough to eighteen to make my own decisions. She just has to trust me. Just as I'm going to have to trust her."
"OK." I nodded, not fully comprehending.
She pulled her top off, revealing a satin bra, teal and soft. "I feel like a new woman. From now on life will be good to me."
I kissed the nape of her neck and down to just where the bra covered her breasts, "How very mature of you."
"Indeed," she agreed. "And, before I forget, I wanted to thank you."
I lifted my head up, "For?"
She leaned over and whispered into my ear, "For fucking my mommy silly. She's happier than I've seen her in years."
"Darcy, look, I wanted to tell you..."
She pressed a finger to my lips. "I could tell it was you. Your smell coated everything. I was sort of angry, but Mom's so happy. I couldn't deny her that. I never knew she was more miserable than me. That's where we came to an agreement." She smiled broadly, "I let her have you, on occasion. In return, I get greater freedoms."
I was still out-of-whack from the revelation that she was alright with me fucking her mother. "Freedoms?"
Darcy nodded, "As long as schoolwork doesn't suffer, I can stay over here."
"You mean..?"
"Meet your new roomie!"
I just stared at her, unbelieving.
She undid her bra and stood to finish undressing. The sight of the naked sixteen-year-old awoke my passions. Darcy undressed me, rolled a condom on my cock and mounted it.
"Fuuuuck yes!" she groaned. "Fuck me Lance, fuck me like you did her. Fuck my pussy like you did mommy!"
I felt like such a pervert, fucking this sweet teenager on the same day I had her mother. Thoughts of my interlude with Linda wandered through my head as I pumped Darcy's cunt with increasing force. I lifted her off the couch with one thrust, her legs around me, supporting her weight. I sat her bottom on the dining room table, shifting her over I began fucking Darcy with reckless abandon. "This how you like it?"
"YES! Harder! Fuck me harder!"
I grinned, our hips smacking as they met, "This is how I fucked your mommy: Hard and rough. She begged for it. Begged me to fuck her like her little girl. Begged like a whore."
"God yes! I'll be your whore too! Fuck your little girlie whore! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeeee! Aaaaaahhhh!!!"
Hot cum exploded into the waiting condom as Darcy's cunt twitched violently. Her body laid back on the table, cunt red and swollen. I slid out of her and disposed of the condom. Her chest was heaving, sweat coating her body. She finally sat up, her legs wobbly. I started to help her over to the couch but she shook her head.
"Bed. Take me to bed." she groaned.
I led her upstairs and slipped her under the covers. Turning off the light I joined her, her warm body next to mine. It had been a long time since I'd spent the night with her, and I'd never lived with anyone after moving out of my parent's house. This was going to take some adjusting, especially with Darcy and Linda's "arrangement." I was exhausted and didn't want to dwell on it.
"Good night Darcy. I love you," I whispered in her ear.
There was no response. She was already fast asleep.
[To Be Continued...]