0 comments/ 111209 views/ 2 favorites Need a Lift? Ch. 2 By: darquestar (James wakes up the morning after he gave his sexy older co-worker, Cynthia, a ride home from work and she thanked him for his kindness by seducing him.) * * * I woke up with my mouth feeling a little pasty from the booze the night before. Cynthia and I had fallen asleep spooned with my cock nestled between the cheeks of her muscular ass. During the night, I had rolled over onto my back; what had stirred me awake was feeling Cynthia slide her head off my right arm and move down the mattress. As I opened my eyes, I saw the top of her head, her mane of long black hair, disappearing under the covers in the dim light of dawn coming through the window. I closed my eyes again and lay still, quietly, as I felt her hair rubbing softly against my stomach, then I felt her tongue trace its way across my hip until it touched the tip of my soft cock, still sticky from the night before. I still didn't move and she took my cock into her mouth, sucking on it and mashing her tongue against it as one hand cupped my balls. I could feel myself growing in her mouth as she started slowly moving her head up and down under the blankets, running her tongue around the head before swallowing me back down. "Unnghh!" I moaned, raising my hips to meet her face. Under the blankets, Cynthia giggled around a mouthful of my cock. I threw back the blankets and smiled at her. She looked up, holding my now-hard cock in her fist and grinned as her tongue lapped out. "I hope you don't mind," she said. "I woke up and I felt lonely." I reached down and wrapped my fingers in her hair and with her free hand, she reached up and rubbed my chest, pinching my nipples as she deep-throated me again. She jerked my cock with her hand as she sucked up and down, releasing me every now and then to suck one of my balls into her mouth or lick down to the sensitive skin between my balls and asshole before taking my cock back into her mouth. It only took a few minutes of this before I felt the tingle in my balls. When my first shot hit the roof of her mouth, Cynthia took her mouth from my cock and jerked me off furiously, my sperm splashing her cheeks and chin as she tried to catch it in her mouth, making loud slurping sounds. When I finished cumming, she took my cock back into her mouth and slowly sucked up and down my softening shaft before moving back up and kissing me deeply, my juice rubbing all over our faces. We had a quick shower and drove to the office for work without saying much. I dropped her off a block from the office, at her request - no need to give the office gossips anything to wag about by arriving together - then I drove around the block twice, parked, and went in to work. Cynthia works on the floor below me, so we didn't see each other all day, although she was all I could think about. At quitting time, when I reached the back door to the parking lot, she was standing there with her coat open. "It's kinda chilly out there," she said with a sly smile. "If it's no trouble, could you give a lift home again?" There was a warm glow deep in my stomach as we crossed the parking lot to my car. When we got to the intersection, I started to turn left toward Cynthia's neighbourhood, but she put a hand on my arm and pointed straight ahead. "I'm going this way tonight," she said. "I'm having dinner at a friend's house. Do you mind?" The warm glow in my stomach turned into a lump of lead. "Uh, sure," I said. "No problem." Cynthia looked at my. The disappointment must have been pretty obvious on my face. "Would you like to come along?" she asked, snaking her hand into my open coat, rubbing my stomach and pinching the bit of flab on my side. "I can't just barge in like that . . ." "Oh, you won't be just barging in," she said, smiling. "Pam knows you're coming. I sent her an e-mail from the office and told her I might have a date." Navigating us to a subdivision, Cynthia told me about Pam. They were friends from high school, and Pam had just finished going through a messy divorce but she had managed to keep the house. She worked as a legal secretary and had some pictures from her last vacation she wanted to show off, hence the dinner invitation. We turned in to the driveway in front of a split-level with grey siding. We climbed a porch on one side of the house and Cynthia rang the doorbell. A few moments later the door opened and a woman reached out and pulled Cynthia into a hug. She was a bit taller than Cynthia, with her red hair cut boyishly short. The two women exchanged a kiss - their lips lingering, I wondered? - then she turned toward me. "Hi James," she said, one hand snaking across my stomach into my open coat, leaning over to give me a kiss on the neck. "I'm Pam. Come in, you two." Pam took our coats and led us into the living room. Cynthia sat on the couch and I settled into an easy chair while Pam disappeared into the kitchen, reappearing with a bottle of wine and three glasses. "We'll eat in a bit," she said. "Cynthia, I got my pictures done from my trip to Greece. Let me get the album." We drank wine while the women, sitting together on the couch, flipped through the pictures. I leaned forward and Pam held the album out so I could see. Most of the pictures were scenery, architecture, the ruins of the Parthenon. Then Pam flipped a page, and there was a picture of her on a beach, lying on a towel wearing only her bikini bottoms. My cock stirred in my jeans. Sitting on the couch, Pam was wearing a loose white blouse and a tight black skirt that ended a few inches above her knees. The blouse didn't tell you much about what was underneath; in the picture, her tits was tiny, almost flat, but with long, thick nipples, her freckled skin shining with sun-tanning oil. "You like the scenery, James?" Pam giggled. I looked up and flushed dark red. On the couch, Cynthia had pulled the tail of Pam's shirt from her skirt and was rubbing her back inside the cloth, her head on Pam's shoulder. Pam turned her head toward hers, her lips grazing Cynthia's cheek. "The beaches there are something else, Cyn," she said. "You really do have to go sometime." Cynthia got up and said she had to go to the bathroom. Walking past my chair, she ruffled my hair then disappeared down the hallway. On the couch, Pam smiled at me with her lips puckered together. She got up and walked over and stood over me, looking down with her hands on her hips. "From what I hear, those beaches aren't the only thing that are 'something else,'" she said, kneeling in front of my chair and running a hand up and down my thigh. "Cynthia tells me there's something I really have to check out sometime." Pam's hand slid up my thigh and cupped my crotch. Still looking up at me smiling, she undid my belt and zipper and dug her hand into my pants, her fingers, warm, wrapping around my cock and squeezing. I almost spilled my wine glass; still smiling up at me, Pam reached out, took it from my hand and set it on the end table next to my chair. Then with both hands, she pulled my pants open and dug my erect semi-cock from my boxers. "Oh my," she said, still smiling, as she lowered her head to my lap and dragged her tongue along the length of my shaft. "I really do have to check this out. Do you mind?" "N-not at all," I said as she lowered her mouth onto me, swallowing half of my length. I closed my eyes and put my head back, reaching down to run my fingers through her short hair as she started to move up and down on me, taking more of my cock into her mouth on each downstroke. She had just managed to take in all seven inches, her nose buried in my pubic hair and her tongue rubbing against the underside of my shaft, when I heard Cynthia's voice behind me. "What did I tell you?" she said. I opened my eyes and turned around. Cynthia walked into the living room, naked except for a thin gold chain around her waist. "Do they have anything like that in Greece?" "Mmmmm," Pam moaned around my cock. Cynthia knelt behind her and reached around, undoing the buttons on Pam's blouse. "And just wait 'til you see what he can do with it," she whispered, leaning down to suck Pam's earlobe in her mouth. Taking off the blouse, Cynthia pressed her big, round tits into Pam's back and nibbling at the back of her neck, she reached around and cupped Pam's tiny tits in her hands. Pam moaned around my cock as Cynthia slid a hand down to the zipper on the tight black skirt, letting it slide to the carpet. Pam hadn't been wearing a bra and she wasn't wearing panties either, as Cynthia's long, slender fingers parted the pink lips of her pussy, running through the neatly shaved red bush. Pam let my cock slip from her mouth and jacked it with her hand, turning her head to kiss Cynthia. Feeling overdressed, I stood up and pulled off my sweater. The girls broke their kiss and both turned toward my croth, four hands pulling my pants and boxers down to my ankles and attacking my cock with their mouths, their tongues licking up and down either side, before Pam took it back in her mouth and Cynthia moved lower, taking my left ball in her mouth and sucking gently. At the same time, she was still fingering Pam's pussy, rubbing her clit with her thumb and fucking her two middle fingers in and out of the hot, wet hole. After only a few minutes, Pam started moaning loudly and sucked harder on my cock as her body started to tremble. At the same time, I felt the first hot jet of sperm rising from my balls. "Ohh, god!" Pam cried, taking her mouth from my cock just as my first shot came out, splattering across her nose and upper lip. Still frigging Pam's cunt, Cynthia moved her mouth over my cock, taking the rest of my load. When I was done spurting, she leaned over and kissed Pam and I watched them sharing my cum on their tongues. Pam swallowed and looked up at me, smiling, her face flushed and shiny with sweat. "Mmmm," she said, giving the tip of my slick cock a kiss. "Let's go upstairs." The girls got up and ran to the bedroom. I kicked my pants off my ankles and followed them up. By the time I got there, they were already on the bed, positioning themselves on their sides for a 69. I settled next to them on the bed and stroked my cock, reaching out to rub the cheek of Pam's ass as Cynthia's tongue lapped up and down her hairless pussy lips, sucking them into her mouth. The girls started moaning and my cock had by now gotten rock-hard again. Cynthia licked up Pam's cunt to her asshole, pushing her tongue into the tiny pucker. I moved my hand down into her crack and pushed a finger slowly into her ass. Cynthia looked up at me, her chin and cheeks shiny with Pam's juices. "Put your cock in her, James," she breathed. "Fuck her ass." I got up on my knees and moved behind Pam. Cynthia took my cock into her mouth and got it wet with her slick saliva, then guided me with her hand until the tip of my cock was pressing against Pam's pucker. I pushed slowly and Cynthia pulled Pam's asscheeks farther apart until I was all the way in. Pam let out a loud moan and I started slowly pumping in and out. Cynthia went back to lick Pam's clit, moving up every now and then to lick her ass and my cock where it was sliding in and out. By now, Pam was panting hard, moaning steadily, and had stopped licking Cynthia's cunt. Cynthia grabbed my cock around the base and pulled me out of her friend's ass. "Lie back, James," she said. I settled onto the bed and Cynthia positioned Pam above me, facing my feet, her legs straddling my waist. "OK, slowly," Cynthia said, pointing my cock back at Pam's asshole. Pam gently lowered herself, impaling her ass on my cock, until her ass cheeks were nestled against my hips. She leaned back on her hands and slowly rotated her butt on me, looking back over her shoulder at me as she squeezed my cock with the muscles in her rectum. "There, perfect," Cynthia said, lowering her head between my and Pam's legs. I felt her tongue tickle my balls then move up to Pam's pussy as Pam started to slowly raise her hips, then lower herself back down onto me. I reached up and cupped her tits, pinching her nipples hard. She cried out. "Oh, Cyn," she moaned, "his cock feels so good in my ass. Mmm, oh yeah, suck my clit, baby. Eat my pussy." Pam lowered herself backwards onto my chest and I started fucking my hips up off the bed into her. Over her shoulder, I could see Cynthia's head as she licked Pam's clit. She had two fingers pushed into Pam's pussy. I could feel them against my cock as Cynthia pressed against the thin membrane separating Pam's pussy from her ass. Pam could feel it too and started to cry out as another orgasm hit her. "Ohh, fuck!" she said. "Ohhh, fuck! Fuck my asshole, James! Fuck me! Ohh, Cynthia! Ohh, oh!" Her ass clamped tight around my cock, driving me over the edge. "I'm going to cum too!" I panted, sucking hard on Pam's earlobe. "Oh, god!" I felt Cynthia's hand around the base of my cock and she pulled me out of Pam's ass, replacing the tight sphincter with her own mouth. She took my first spurt in her mouth, then pressed my cock against Pam's hot, wet pussy. I felt the head push into the hot hole as I humped up and down, and then Cynthia's mouth was on it again, licking both my cock and Pam's cunt, lapping up my cum. Pam and I lay there panting, Pam still on top of me, as Cynthia finished cleaning us up. Then Cynthia moved up over us, leaning down to kiss first Pam, then me, pushing her tongue into my mouth, her lips tasting of my cum and Pam's juices. Laughing, we rolled over, tumbling into a jumble of arms and legs. Pam giggled. "Well, I suppose I still owe you two dinner," she said, reaching down to give my soft cock a gentle squeeze. "Is frozen pizza OK?" Need a Lift? Ch. 3 When I came back to my desk from lunch on Friday, there was an e-mail from Cynthia asking if I wanted to go out for drinks after work with her and Pam. My weekend was free and after the wild night we'd had a few days ago, I was eager to spend more time with the two women, so I wrote back and accepted the invitation. As I was heading out to the parking lot at quitting time, as usual, Cynthia was standing there, waiting for me. "You're sure you don't mind spending a Friday night hanging out with a couple of old women like us?" she smiled slyly as we walked across the parking lot to my car. "Oh, I don't mind at all." Looking around to make sure no one was watching, I reached over and gave her asscheek a pinch. As I put the car in gear and started up the street, Cynthia put her hand in my lap and slid it up to my crotch, rubbing my cock and balls through my pants. I cleared my throat. "So, where are we off to?" "My place first, if you don't mind," she said, running her fingers up and down the length of my hard cock. "I'd like to change before we go out." Cynthia was pulling her blouse over her head as I closed the apartment door behind me. She unhooked her bra and with a wink let it fall to the floor, squeezing her big tits together, pinching the nipples. "Before we go out," I said, quickly unbuckling my pants and letting them fall around my ankles. I took my hard seven-inch cock in my hand and started stroking quickly. Cynthia knelt in front of me. "Poor baby," she cooed, running her hand up the inside of my thigh and cupping my balls. "Does he need some relief?" She leaned forward and gently took one of my balls in her mouth, sucking softly and moving to the other one. My hand was a blur as she ran her tongue up over my fingers, taking the head of my cock between her lips and running her tongue all over it, getting it slick before moving back down to my balls. It took only a couple of minutes before I felt the tingle in my balls and my bag tightened against my body. Grabbing Cynthia's hair, I pulled her head back and pointed my cock at her open mouth. My first shot landed on her tongue, then she took the head between her lips and replaced my hand with her mouth, moving up and down, sucking my cum as it spurted into her. I leaned against the wall and caught my breath as Cynthia stood, smiling, and disappeared into the bathroom. She reappeared in a few minutes wearing a low-cut black blouse and black leather skirt that ended a few inches below her knees. Her long black hair, which she had been wearing pinned up for work, now lay down over her shoulders. Without a word she took my hand and led me back out to the car. We drove downtown, where we were meeting Pam at a dance club. Cynthia told me that her son, Brian, would also be joining us. He lived across the country where he also worked in computers and had just arrived in town today on vacation. Cynthia hadn't seen him in a couple of years and was looking forward to the reunion. We parked and walked to the club. This early in the evening the place was only starting to fill up, but there was already a good-sized crowd. We looked around and saw Pam sitting at a table in the far-back corner. She waved and we started to make our way through the crowd. As we approached, I saw that Pam wasn't alone. She was sitting with a guy about my age, maybe two or three years younger. He got up from the table and walked over to Cynthia, grabbing her in a big bear hug. "Hi Mom," he said, leaning back to lift her feet off the floor. "It's great to see you." "Hi honey," she beamed, releasing her hug to look up at him. She reached up to ruffle his short blond hair. "You got a haircut! You look so much more handsome than the last time I saw you!" Brian grinned ruefully. "Yeah, the boss made me do it," he said, turning toward me. "Oh, I'm sorry," Cynthia said. "Honey, this is my friend James. James, this is Brian." We shook hands. He had a strong grip. He was a bit shorter than me, but his shoulders were broader, and his well-muscled torso was evident through the material of his shirt. "So you work with Mom," he said. "What kind of programming do you do?" For the next couple of hours we ordered round after round as Brian and I talked shop. I wasn't really sure how to behave around Cynthia with her son here, so I kept my hands on the table, but every now and then I felt her foot rub up and down my leg. A couple of times I felt another foot from across the table and when I looked up at her, Pam would wink and lick her lips. We were getting a pretty good buzz from the drinks when Pam stood up a little unsteadily and announced that she wanted to dance with Brian. "You don't mind if I borrow your boy for a while, do you, Cyn?" she asked. "I'll try to bring him back in one piece." "You'd better," Cynthia laughed as Pam grabbed Brian's hand and pulled him toward the dance floor. We watched them disappear into the crowd, then Cynthia leaned over and slipped her hand under the table into my crotch, leaning over to kiss my neck. "My baby decided to stay at a hotel while he's in town, because my place is so small and his company's paying for it anyway," she breathed in my ear. "I'll be spending the entire weekend with him, but tonight Pam wanted you and me to come by her place after we leave here." She looked up at me with a sexy smile. "Interested?" "Yeah, I guess I'm interested," I said as she giggled and gave my hardening cock a squeeze. We ordered another round and talked until we noticed Brian walking toward the table, leading Pam by the arm. "I think Pam's pretty much had it, Mom," he said. Pam was standing unsteadily on her feet. "I'm pretty beat too, after that long flight. I'm going to drop her off at home, then I'll call it a night too." "OK, honey," Cynthia said. "Do you need any cab money?" "Mother," Brian pouted and grinned. "I'm a big boy now. I have a rental car. Call me at the hotel in the morning and we'll go out to breakfast, OK?" "OK, sweetie." She got up and hugged her son, kissing his cheek. "Drive carefully." Brian and Pam moved through the crowd and disappeared out the front door. Cynthia returned her hand to my crotch and giggled. "Well," she said, "it doesn't look like poor Pam's going to be in any shape to entertain us tonight. I guess it's up to us to find something to do until breakfast." We kissed, her tongue sliding against mine, then we finished our drinks and walked out to the car. We started driving toward Cynthia's apartment when she asked me to take a different turnoff. "We should at least check in on Pam first," she said. "Just to make sure she's alright." We drove across town and found the subdivision. We pulled up to the house and stopped out front. There were two cars in the driveway. "That's weird," Cynthia said. "Whose car is that?" Getting out, we walked up the driveway. I noticed the sticker from the rental agency on the back bumper of the second car. We walked up the steps to the side door and Cynthia drunkenly turned the knob. The door swung open. "It's open," she said. "Hello? Pam?" There was no answer. We walked in and crossed the kitchen to the living room. Muffled noises were coming from upstairs. With a worried look on her face, Cynthia started walking up the stairs. "I hope she's OK," she said. I followed her up. At the end of the hall, light was flooding from the open door to Pam's bedroom and the noises were louder - rhythmic squeaking accompanied by voices moaning. Slowly, Cynthia and I crept across the carpet and stopped, peeking around the edge of the door. Brian was on top of Pam, his ass pounding up and down as he fucked her on the bed. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and she was gripping his shoulders as his thick cock pounded in and out of her, spreading her pink pussy lips wide, her red bush glistening with her juices. "Oh!" Cynthia breathed, shocked. "I knew it! I thought there was something going on between those two." She sounded angry, but she stood watching, her hand reaching up to rub her tit through the fabric of her blouse. After about 30 seconds, her other hand found the front of my pants and squeezed my hard cock. On the bed, Pam was crying out now, digging her finger nails into Brian's shoulders. Brian's fucking became more insistent. Cynthia pulled down my zipper and pulled my cock from my pants, jerking me off as her other hand dug under her skirt. "I'm gonna cum, Pam!" Brain hissed. "In my mouth, baby!" Pam cried. "Get up, quick!" Brian got up on his knees with his back still to us. Pam moved quickly on the bed, leaning up on her side to take Brian's cock in her mouth. From this position she saw us standing in the doorway and smiled around a mouthful of thick cock as Brian grabbed her hair and started pumping his hips into her face as he came. Pam moaned loudly as she swallowed his load, some of his cum dripping from the corners of her mouth. When he was done, Pam moved aside and Brian collapsed forward onto the bed with a groan. She turned his face toward hers and kissed him deeply. Then she looked over at the door and smiled at us. "It looks like we're busted, Brian." Brian's head jerked up off the mattress and turned toward the door. "Oh, fuck," he said. Need a Lift? Ch. 4 "Oh God!" Brian wailed, frantically pulling at the blankets, trying to cover himself up. "Mom! What are you . . . why are . . . ohhh, noooo . . ." He buried his face, which had turned beet red, in the blankets. Laughing, Pam gave his ass a playful slap and jumped off the bed, walking over to us in the doorway. We had stopped, frozen, when Pam had given us away and hadn't moved yet. She stopped in front of Cynthia, who had a look of anger mixed with lust on her face, one hand still squeezing my cock, the other still under her skirt. "I'm sorry, Cyn," Pam said, reaching up to stroke her friend's cheek and giving her a soft kiss on the lips. She giggled. "Guess I shoulda locked the door, huh?" Pam leaned over and took Cynthia's head in her hands, bringing her face close for a deep kiss. Cynthia moaned, her tongue snaking from Pam's mouth to lick at a drop of Brian's cum on her friend's chin. Pam broke the kiss and took Cynthia's hand then smiled up at me. "Well, come on in, you two," she said. "Join the party." We walked to the bed. Brian was sitting up, covering his crotch with the sheet, a shocked look on his face as he watched Pam undress first his mother and then me. "Mom . . ." "Hush, sweetheart," Pam said, settling Cynthia on her back on the bed and lowering her face toward her dark, glistening bush. "I told you your mother and I have been very good friends for a long time. We share everything." Cynthia moaned and arched her back as Pam's mouth clamped down on her pussy. I climbed up onto the bed, giving Brian a shrug as I knelt next to Cynthia's head. She reached up and guided my cock to her mouth, swallowing me almost to the root in one warm, wet movement. By now, Brian had recovered from his shock and as the room filled with moans, he was stroking his hard cock, his eyes moving from his mother's lips and tongue working on my cock to where her pussy was being mauled by Pam. Cynthia wrapped her hands around my ass and pulled me closer to her. I lost my balance and fell forward on the bed across Brian's out-stretched legs. "Sorry, man," I said, starting to get up. His cock was just inches from my face, his hand still moving up and down. He was a bit longer than me, about eight inches, but not as thick. "That's OK," he said, licking his lips as I got up onto my hands and knees, his cock still in front of my face as I thrust my hips, fucking my cock in and out of Cynthia's mouth. At the foot of the bed, Pam lifted her head from Cynthia's pussy. "Suck his cock, James," she said softly. "Go ahead, he won't mind. In fact, he'd like you to. He told me himself." She grinned at me and winked before returning to Cynthia. I looked up at Brian, who was starting to breath hard now as he stroked himself faster. He nodded and closed his eyes. I shrugged and moved closer to his crotch. I'd never been with another man before, but considering the turn the night had suddenly taken, I figured, what the hell. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, licking hesitantly around his purple head as his hand continued its pumping. I wrapped my lips around the head and ran my tongue all over it. Brian moaned, took his hand from his cock and moved it to my head, running his fingers through my hair as I slowly took a bit more of him into me. Cynthia released my cock from her mouth and I felt her moving out from underneath me. I settled between Brian's legs and started bobbing my head up and down on him, jerking the base of his cock with my hand. I looked over at Pam and Cynthia, who were watching us as they fingered one another's pussy. "That's so sexy," Pam moaned. She reached to Brian's face and slipped two fingers into his mouth. "Is James making you feel good, honey? Would you like him to lick your balls?" Brian moaned around her fingers and nodded. With a slurping noise I released his cock and licked down his shaft to his balls, sucking first one then the other into my mouth before moving back up to the head, cupping his sack with my hand. After a few more minutes, Brian started bucking his hips and his balls tightened. His fingers tightened their grip in my hair as I felt the first hot spurt come out of the tip of his cock into my mouth. I tried to swallow, but as he spurted over and over his come dribbled from my lips, coating his shaft as I sucked back and forth and smearing my cheeks and chin. When he was done, I sat back. Pam slithered across the bed and took Brian's slick cock in her mouth. "I want some too," she said. "Me too," Cynthia said, leaning forward and kissing me deeply, tasting her son's come before lowering her head to my still-hard cock. Pam looked up and smiled at her young lover. "Brian baby, you're still hard," she said. Cynthia took her mouth off my cock and replaced it with her hand, stroking me slowly as she admired her son. "He certainly is," she said. She got up onto her hands and knees and wiggled her ass. "Come on, baby," she purred, looking back over her shoulder. "Come fuck mommy, just like you used to do." "Oh ho!" Pam said with a wicked grin. "The things we learn! I was wondering why you weren't more upset when you walked in on us, Cyn." Cynthia's answer was lost in a loud moan as Brian knelt behind his mother and pushed his cock into her hot pussy. He started ramming into her hard from behind as Pam took my cock into her mouth and opened her legs. I lowered my face and pushed my tongue into her pussy, lapping at her juices. Sucking her clit, I pushed two fingers into her hole, fucking them in and out before moving them to her pink asshole and pushing in first one then the other. "Mmmmm!" Pam moaned around my cock. "Ohhh! Fuck my ass, James! Fuck my ass hard! I want your cock in me!" She rolled onto her back and pulled her legs back. I knelt in front of her and pressed the slick head of my cock to her hole, pushing slowly until I broke past the tight ring of muscle. With a low groan, Pam grabbed my asscheeks in both hands and pulled me into her until my balls were resting against her bum. I fucked her slowly at first, pushing in as deep as I could and moving my hips in circles, her legs supported on my arms. Next to us, Cynthia was now on her back as Brian fucked her hard. Cynthia brought her mouth to his ear and whispered something. Brian nodded and after a few more thrusts he pulled out of her and they both moved around behind me. I looked back over my shoulder. Cynthia nudged my legs apart and knelt between them. I felt her warm breath on my asscheeks then her hot, wet tongue as it snaked up and down my crack before pressing against my asshole. Softly she snaked her tongue in my hole, fucking it in and out as I pumped in and out of Pam's anus. She then replaced her tongue with a finger, gently but firmly pushing it into me. "Argh!" I groaned, wiggling my hips against her hand. Cynthia fucked me for a couple of minutes as she licked and sucked my balls as I fucked Pam. Then she pulled out her finger and moved aside. I looked back again. Brian was kneeling behind me, rubbing lubricant from a tube onto his hard cock. Our eyes met and I nodded at him. I stopped pumping in and out of Pam as Brian pressed his cock against my ass and pushed. I tensed at the first flash of pain but Brian kept pushing, slowly, holding me by the hips, until he was in me to the hilt. We lay there for a moment as I got used to having a cock in my asshole for the first time, then we slowly started a rhythm, me fucking in and out of Pam's hot ass and Brian matching my thrusts to fuck in and out of mine. I leaned forward and kissed Pam deeply as she vigorously rubbed her clit, moaning loudly as she approached her orgasm. Pam was the first to come, crying out loudly, her pussy juices soaking hot on my cock and balls as I sawed in and out of her. Her asshole clamped tight around my cock, pushing me over the brink at the same instant I felt the first spurt of come from Brian's cock into my ass. Brian and I kept up our thrusting as we came, then we collapsed, exhausted, on top of Pam. Brian straightened up and slowly pulled his softening cock from my ass. I pulled out of Pam and rolled to the bed next to her. Cynthia lay down next to her son and softly took his cock in her hand, rubbing and squeezing it tenderly. "So baby," she said, "were you still planning to go back to your hotel for the night?"