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Tales of Lustville Scene 01

By: RibaldWriter



Scene One

Tracy & Kyle

Tracy Harris was sitting on her bed, a mound of pillows supporting her back as she tried to keep her mind on the boring romance novel she was reading.

At thirty-seven, Tracy easily passed as a twenty something, and even got carded occasionally when she went out to clubs with her friends. She had long, curly brown hair that framed her models features, and she still did some modeling work to supplement the modest pension her late husband had left her.

She only did a select few modeling sessions, because most of the photographers that approached her only wanted her to do racy lingerie and bathing suit shots, and some had even suggested that she do nudes for them. It wasn't surprising that they'd want pictures of someone as well built as she was.

From her dainty feet, up her well shaped calves and creamy thighs, to the tight, rounded globes of her ass, she was perfection in motion. But the feature that drew the most attention was her tits.

Her breasts weren't overly large, a comfortable C-cup, but they stood out from her body like ripe cantaloupes sculpted to her chest. She liked the way her breasts looked, with just a hint of sag so they folded under just a little at the bottom, but were still firm enough to stand up proudly without a bra when she chose to go without one. She was glad she didn't have those stretched out areoles that some of her friends had. Instead, she was blessed with bumpy pinks rings barely two inches across capping her breasts, each with a small, sensitive nipple crowning it.

She'd been having trouble concentrating on her book because her mind kept drifting to sex. It had been two years since her husband had died, and even though she got offers for several dates a week, she always found herself saying no.

She still had a strong sex drive, and masturbated unabashedly and unashamedly several times a week. She love to cum, and was adept at bringing herself off quickly if she wanted, but she preferred to draw her solo love sessions out. Most of the time, she would let herself drift off in a series of erotic fantasies as she teased her clit, and filled her pussy with her fingers, or one of the variety of toys she kept in her nightstand.

But her fantasies lately had been featuring a character that both disturbed and excited her at the same time.

Her son, Kyle.

There was a light knock on her bedroom door, and Tracy took off her reading glasses and sat them with her book on the nightstand.

"Come on in, Kyle." she called out.

Her son stepped into the room rubbing a towel over his shaggy brown hair. He was wearing those loose, silky black jogging shorts she thought he looked so sexy in, and he still had droplets of water clinging to his well muscled chest from his shower.

A sophomore at Big State University, and a rising star as a linebacker on the football team, he had all the girls at school mooning over him. Tracy was happy for him, but she hated every one of the silly little bitches he brought over to the house. They were nice enough she guessed, but she still didn't like thinking about them spreading their legs and fucking her baby boy.

Tracy felt a shiver ripple through her loins as she let her eyes move over his body. He had broad shoulders, sculpted pecs and a washboard tight stomach. His legs were like sturdy oaks, with sinewy muscle rippling in his thighs and calves as he moved. He looked like one of those old Greek statues as he stood in the doorway.

She hadn't seen his cock since he was just a boy, but judging by the bulge she'd seen in his jeans, she was sure he had a big one. His shorts were too baggy for her to get a peek at it now.

"I was just getting ready for bed, Mom." he said cheerfully, letting the towel drop around his neck. "I thought I'd say hi, and see if you wanted some company for a little while."

She scooted over into the middle of the bed, and patted the mattress.

"Sure, come on in, honey, I haven't seen you all day!"

Kyle stepped over to the bed, tugging the towel from around his neck and letting it drop to the floor. He stretched out beside his mother, lying on his stomach with his arms folded under his head. He looked at her affectionately, but couldn't resist letting his eyes wander down over her body as she lay next to him.

She was lying on her side, with her head propped up in one hand, and one leg was raised, bent at the knee, unconsciously letting her old fashioned granny nightgown slide up to show off her smooth, creamy white thighs.

He could see her tits pressing against the thin material of her nightgown, and he noticed that her nipples were poking up stiffly. He was glad he was laying on his stomach, because his cock started to stiffen as he looked at her.

"So how did your day go, honey?" She asked, running her fingers through his tousled hair. "I didn't see you after practice. Did you have a date?"

"No, the coach wanted to talk to me, then I went over to Phil's for a while. I'm sorry, I guess I should have called."

"That's ok, baby. I know you would have called if you needed anything. Did you get anything to eat?"

"Yeah, me and Phil grabbed a pizza, then his mom made us some sandwiches." he said. "I still feel bad about leaving you home alone all night."

"Well, you can make it up to me then," she giggled, "Let me lay on your back for a little while. It feels so good feeling you under me, and I always feel so close to you when we do that."

"Hop on," Kyle laughed. "I love it when you lay on me."

His cock grew even stiffer, and he had to shift his weight on the bed to get it situated under him without being too obvious. He really wanted to be lying on top of her, her slim legs wrapped around him as he pounded his hard cock in and out of her tight little pussy. He pushed that thought out of his mind. It was sick for a guy to think about fucking his own mom.

Tracy scampered over and climbed onto him. She laid her arms over his and wiggled around for a minute, getting settled, then let out a happy sigh and kissed his neck before letting her head drop to rest on his shoulder.

She loved the way their bodies fit together like this. He was only a few inches taller than she was, so they molded to each other almost perfectly. The first time she had laid on him like this, she'd gotten so excited that she had to climb off of him almost immediately. 

And it was happening again. She was used to it now, and had learned to control the urges that swept over her. But tonight, she was having trouble keeping those urges in check. Her pussy creamed heavily, and her hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they wiggled and squirmed on his ass.

"Mmmmmmm, you smell good, honey. You always have this musky, animal aroma, and that shampoo...I bet you have to beat the girls off with a stick when they get close to you!"

Kyle laughed, shifting under her. He turned his head and opened one eye so he could see her.

"You should talk, Mom! The way the guys stop and stare at you, I'm amazed that you don't have a date every night of the week."

Tracy moved her hips slightly, and had to suppress a gasp as her pussy mound slid over one of his muscular asscheeks. She froze, then wiggled her hips again, making a delightful spasm ripple through her loins.

I should stop this, she thought. I should get off of him and just lay with him for a little while longer, then send him to bed. 

But she couldn't make herself climb off her son's body. Even if she wasn't getting aroused, just being close to him like this always made her feel good. 

"Why don't you date more, Mom?' Kyle asked her softly. "I worry about you sometimes. You need someone, you know, to keep you company."

"Oh, that's so sweet, honey!" Tracy giggled. "But I have the best man I could ever find right here. You're all I need right now, baby. I just want to make sure that you're happy."

She kissed his neck lightly and snuggled closer against him. Another shiver ran through her pussy mound as she hugged him, and this time, she found herself unable to restrain herself. She pressed her hips down against his ass harder, spreading her legs to bring her pulsing pussy mound tighter against his asscheek.

She coughed to cover her moan of pleasure, and started working her hips in slow circles, grinding her creaming cunt slice into his muscular bottom.

"So...so what did the coach want to talk to you about?" she said as calmly as she could manage.

"He wanted to tell me that he's going to start me in the game this week." Kyle replied. He arched his hips off the bed suddenly, making his butt cheek press right against his mother's clit, making her gasp.

"Ohhhhh! Th...that's fantastic, honey!" She whispered huskily, starting to squirm harder against him. "Yo...you've worked so hard, and it's nice that he finally noticed."

Kyle looked back at his mother over his shoulder. Her face was flushed, and she was breathing hard, and the way she was squirming around on top of him made him think she was getting turned on. His cock throbbed under him as he considered the possibilities. He closed his eyes and lay quietly. He wanted to see where this was going to lead.

Tracy was quickly losing control, but she was past the point of no return now. It just felt so good rubbing her clit into his butt cheek, that she couldn't stop herself. She decided that she'd take herself up to the edge of cumming, then stop and send her son off to bed. It would be difficult, but she was sure she could pull it off.

Then she could spend the next several hours pleasuring herself in a mindless frenzy as she fantasized about fucking him.

Tracy whimpered softly, trying not to be too obvious as she ground her pussy mound against her son's muscular butt. The way his asscheeks felt against her clit sent shivers through her whole body. She wasn't rubbing very hard, but the sheer naughtiness of what she was doing was driving her insane with delight.

Now, Kyle thought to himself. She's hot as a firecracker, and she wants it. If I do this right...

"Mom?" he said quietly, opening one eye and peeking back at her over his shoulder.

"Ye...yeah, honey?" she purred breathily, her hips still moving in small circles, humping her pussy lightly against his ass.

"Are...are you jilling off on my ass?"

Tracy froze. She had thought she was being subtle about what she'd been doing, but apparently she hadn't been.

"Wh...why would y...you ask me something like that, Kyle?" she asked softly, her lips grazing the shell of his ear. It was all she could do to stop herself from licking it, letting her tongue caress its smooth contours.

Kyle let his head rest on his forearms, a smile creasing his lips.

"Well, you're squirming around and humping yo...humping against my ass. And from the way you're panting in my ear, it sounds like you might be going to cum soon."

Tracy gasped and buried her face in his shoulder. She felt so ashamed now.

"I...I'm sorry, honey. I...I don't know what got into me. One second I was just lying on you, and it felt so good just being close to you. And the next thing I knew, I was...you know..."

"It's okay, Mom." he laughed. 

"Oh Kyle."

"You wanna finish?" he asked, humping his ass up at her.

Her whole body tensed, and a sharp spasm swept through her juicy little pussy.

"I...I couldn't...no, that would be..."

"Oh gimme a break Mom!" he laughed, opening one eye again to look at her. "Like you're always telling me, it's perfectly natural!"

"I know honey," she said, her face buried in the thick muscles lining his shoulders. "But I'm your mother. I couldn't do that with you!"

"Sure you can, Mom. We talk about sex all the time, so this really isn't any different."

He paused for a moment, letting what he had said sink in. He continued before she could object again.

"Here, let's try something different." He turned his head so he could see her clearly. "Put your feet outside my legs, and put your hands on either side on me."

Tracy did as he said, not sure where he was going with this.

"Good!" he said, "Now do a pushup, all the way up. And no cheating!"

She raised her body off of his in a classic pushup, supporting her weight on her hands and feet.

"Okay, now just gimme one sec..."

Tracy suddenly found herself looking into her son's face. He had flipped onto his back quickly, and was now laying face up under her.

"Okay, now come on back down." he said. 

He put his hands on her hips and pulled her groin down against his. Tracy let her upper body ease down onto him, her firm round titties pressing against his well defined pecs.

Tracy was looking into her son's eyes, and she liked the mischievous gleam she saw there.

"Well, now what?" she asked him.

"Just spread your legs a little, and slide up..." 

His hands pulled on her asscheeks, urging her to move up on his body. She followed his lead, and shimmied up over him a little higher.

"That's about right. Now press down and tell me how that feels."

Tracy wiggled her hips and let her weight settle down against his midsection. Her eyes went wide as she felt something long and thick pressing up against the puffy lips of her pussy mound.

"Oh my god, Kyle! she gasped. "Is that your..."

Kyle grinned up at her.

"You betcha Mom! One hundred percent, all American meat muscle! You're not the only one that gets turned on when we cuddle like this. Do you think you might be able to scratch that itch better if you rub against that?"

"Oh shit, Kyle! I never drea...I mean, I don't think we should be doing this!"

Her hips moved in small circles over the throbbing length of his stone hard cock, and a shiver rippled though her body. No matter how wrong it might be, she had to admit that it did feel incredibly good.

Kyle pushed his hips up in slow, lazy movements, making the length of his stiff cock slip up and down against her pulsing pussy mound. He grinned up at her as he stroked his cock meat through her juicing pussy slit.

He brought one hand up and wrapped it lightly in her hair, pulling her head down next to his.

"Does that feel good, Mom?" He panted in her ear. "Do you like the way my cock feels against your hot little pussy?"

She gasped as he fluttered his tongue in her ear, then moved down to nibble on the fleshy lobe. She couldn't believe that he was talking to her like that. But it thrilled her too, knowing that her son shared her desires.

"Oh god, Kyle! Please baby, we have to stop. This is so...ooohhhhhhh!"

Tracy's eyes rolled up in her head as Kyle moved his lips down, licking and nibbling the tender flesh of her neck gently. That always made her pussy quiver juicily. Her hips jerked down against his, and she let her legs slip further apart, grinding her twitching pussy mound down harder onto his rock hard prickshaft.

She rocked up and down over his meaty cockstalk, feeling the throbbing bulk press against her puffy pussylips. Reaching down, she pulled at her nightgown, tugging it up over her hips so her bare pussylips could press right against the thin material of his shorts. 

"It's okay, Mom." Kyle whispered huskily in her ear as she settled back down onto him. "I love you so much, and I just want to make you feel good. I want you to be happy."

"I love you too, baby." Tracy gasped as she started moving her hips, pressing her pussy mound harder against his stiff cockshaft. "And you are. You're making your Mom feel so good! Oh my god, it feels so fucking good!"

She started grinding her cunt slit harder against his cock, pressing down so her clit ground into the fat vein seaming the underside. She humped her hips against him in rhythmic motions, giving herself up to the delightful sensations that were surging through her.

"Kiss me, Kyle. I like to be kissed when I fuck! Oh shit, I mean..."

"I know what you meant, Mom." He laughed as he leaned up and let his lips graze across hers. "But just relax for now, and go with the flow. We'll get to the other stuff later."

She pressed her lips to his, moaning hornily. She let her lips part against his, and was overjoyed when his tongue slipped between them. They kissed hungrily as she writhed and twisted against him. Her clit was bumping against the twitching knob of his cock, and she humped down on it harder, groaning as she felt his fat cockhead press between her cuntlips.

Kyle's hands were roaming all over her body, soft, gently touches that were driving her crazy. How could he know, she wondered. He was doing everything that got her hot without having to think about it. It was almost as if her were inside her head reading her thoughts. 

Tracy was going mad from the feel of his cock against her, but she wanted to feel him naked against her, flesh to flesh. She knew that having his bare prick meat mashed into her creaming cunt slit would be an open invitation to stick it in, but she was beyond caring about that now.

"Ta...take them off, Kyle." she panted into his mouth. "Take your shorts off, I want to feel it against me!"

Kyle reached down, raising his hips at the same time, and pushed his shorts down over his hips and down his legs. He kicked them off his feet and spread his legs further apart, forcing her legs to open wider at the same time.

Tracy drew her knees up on either side of his hips, and raised her body up off of his. She grabbed the hem of her nightgown and whipped it off over her head, leaving herself as naked as he was.

She reached between her legs and wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft of his cock, fitting it between the dripping wet lips of her pussy. Her other hand slid behind his head, pulling him up, and feeding the stiff nipple of one spongy tit into his mouth.

"Suck my titty, honey. Suck it like you used to do as a baby." 

Kyle opened his mouth and sucked her nipple and the bumpy ring of the areole into his mouth. He licked and slurped on it hungrily, bringing his hand up to hold her tit mound against his face.

His mother rubbed the pulsing knob of his cock against the stiff nubbin of her clit, grinding her hips down harder onto it. She held his thick cock pressed into the slippery wet groove of her pussylips, sliding her cunt slice up and down the length of his meaty cockshaft from tip to root, then pressing his cockhead against her clit at the top of each stroke.

She worked his fat, flaring glans against her clit, smearing his drooling pre-cum all over her twitching clit bud. His hot, gooey spunk mixed with her creamy girl cum, and she swabbed the sticky mixture all around in her sloppy wet cunt slit, using it to lube her pussy and his thick cockshaft.

Lining his rigid shaft up with her clasping cunt hole, she bounced up and down lightly, letting just the tip punch into the tight ring of muscle at her cunt mouth. She threw her head back and ground her hips in tight circles. She had her fist wrapped just under his cockknob to make sure it didn't slip all the way in before she was ready. 

Kyle arched his hips up at her pussy, pulling down on her hips at the same time, trying to force his cock up into her sucking wet pussy tunnel. But his mother jerked his cockhead away from her cunt hole as she felt it start to press inside.

"No! Don't put it in Kyle!" she grunted harshly. "You said I could cum first! Oh fuck, it feels so good baby! Just let me play a little. Mom will take care of you. I promise."

Kyle stopped moving his hips, letting his horny mother jill off on his throbbing cock like it was an oversized, fleshy dildo. He sucked harder on her tit flesh, moving his mouth all around over her heaving tit mounds now, licking and sucking on both nipples, leaving teeth marks and hickeys all over her milky white flesh.

Tracy moved down, holding his throbbing cockshaft tight into her sopping wet pussy slit, and went back to sliding up and down over its enormous length again and again. The soft skin of his cock meat slipped silkily across the puffy lips of her cunt slit, and rode over the sensitive bud of her clit on every stoke. She worked her hips in smaller, tighter circles, working her spasming pussy hole harder against his throbbing cock meat.


Tales of Lustville Scene 01



"Gonna cum, baby! Mom's gonna cum on your big cock! Oh god! Hold me, baby! Touch me, Kyle! Oh Kyle, I love you so much!"

She let her upper body fall onto his chest, jerking her nipple roughly from his mouth. Her ass was arched up higher now, and she spread her legs wider so she could hump her quivering cunt slice all over his throbbing cockshaft. 

Kyle wrapped his arms around her, planting soft kisses all over her face, her neck, and her shoulders.

"You're so beautiful like this, Mom." he panted in her ear. "Your pussy feels so good sliding up and down over my cock like that. I could cum like this too, but I want to wait, I want to save it for you. I want to feel you cum on me, Mom. Let it go. come on, you're so close, and it feels so..."

Her scream of pleasure cut him off in midsentence. 

"KYLLLLLE! Oh my baby! Oh god, I...I'm cu...cumming baby! So good, oh fuck i...it's so..."

She gurgled as she jammed her hips down as hard as she could, letting the full length of his cockshaft slam all the way into her clasping, clenching cunt channel in one sinuous stroke. Her pulsing pussy tunnel sucked and shivered around his prodigious prickshaft as her orgasm overwhelmed her senses.

Kyle lay still beneath her, gritting his teeth and fighting with all his willpower to keep from shooting off in her hungrily sucking cunt hole. He cradled her in his arms and caressed her as she writhed and spasmed on top of him, milking off her cum in a fevered frenzy. He kept up a constant patter of love talk, his words stroking her mind as his hands stroked her body.

Tracy lost track of time and the world around her as her juicing pussy throbbed and spasmed wildly around her son's cunt stretching cock meat. Her world had shrunk to just his cock and her cunt. Nothing else existed for her at this moment. She could feel herself falling into a great chasm, a tunnel of lust filled with tongues of fire that sent spasms through her whole body every time one of them touched her. 

And Kyle was fanning those flames with every touch, every word, every movement he made. Her son's whispers of love, and his tender caresses only amplified her climax as she surged over the crest again and again. She felt like this flurry of sensations and emotions washing over her would never end, that she could hang in this joyful limbo for the rest of eternity.

Kyle watched spellbound as his mother flopped and writhed on top of him. Her hips were pressed tight against his, not moving, keeping the full length of his cockshaft buried to the balls inside her, her spongy tits mashing into his sweat streaked chest. He rocked back and forth slowly, cuddling her in his arms, talking to her, telling her how much he loved her, how beautiful she was, how good it felt to have her share this moment with him.

Tracy whimpered pitifully as she felt the final waves of her climax passing, washing over her with much less violence now, but still stronger than any orgasm she'd ever experienced in her life. She felt tears wetting her cheeks, and her whole body felt drained of every ounce of energy. She lay gasping and panting on her son's body, his huge cock still buried deep inside her. She wonderfully warm and content, safe and happy in his arms.

"Mmmmmmm, are you okay, Mom?" Kyle asked softy.

"Y...yesssssssss." she whispered into his chest. "I feel so good, baby, so very, very good. Can you give me a couple hours? I just want to lay here and take it all in."

"Um, you got it all in, Mom." he laughed as he kissed her sweaty forehead, then leaned up to kiss the tears from her cheeks.

She hit him halfheartedly with one fist, then slid her arms under him and hugged him tightly. She caught him off guard when she twisted suddenly and rolled them both over, so now he was lying on top of her.

"Fuck me now, Kyle!" she said huskily. "Fuck me hard and fast, baby! I wanna cum again, and I wanna feel your hot cum filling my pussy!"

"I thought you'd never ask," he grunted as he rested his forearms on the bed on either side of her, and spread his knees wider apart. He cupped her shoulders in his big hands, and jerked her down onto his cock roughly, knocking the air from her lungs.

"Oooooohhhh! That's right, baby! Fuck me like one of tho..."

"Shut up, Mom." Kyle grunted.

He pulled his hips back and starting ramming his cock in and out of her sloppily sucking cunt channel as hard and fast as he could. He pulled out till just the head of his cock was trapped between her clasping cunt lips, then bulled back in to slam the twitching knob against the mouth of her womb. He plowed his colossal cock meat into her cunt hole with brutal, pile driving plunges, burying his cockshaft to the balls on every stroke.

"Th...there's only you. This is...is the only pussy I want from now on." he panted as he ground his cockstalk into her cunt, keeping it buried to the root, but still thrusting forward, making the thick shaft throb and pulse inside her hungrily sucking cunt channel.

"C...cum...cummming again, baby! Mom's cumming on your big fucking cock!" his mother screamed in his ear, nearly deafening him. "Oh fuck, its s...so good. I love your fucking cock! Don't stop fucking me, baby! Please! Don't ever stop fucking me!"

"Cummming again, huh? Then yer gonna love this, Mom..." he grunted as he raised up, and ripped his cock from her spasming cunt hole. He pressed his enormous cockshaft down full length into the wide spread groove of her cunt slit, and held it there.

"AAAArrrrggghhhh!!" Tracy screamed as she felt the burning heat of his cock meat pressing against her pussylips and her clit. It felt like he had poured liquid fire onto her cunt slice, and was rubbing it in with angel's fingers. She'd never felt anything like it in her life, and she didn't know if she'd be able to survive it.

"Ho...hot! Burning m...me! Burning my pussy like..." she was at a loss for the words to describe what she was experiencing.

"You like that, huh?" he chuckled as he sawed the length of his cockstalk up and down in the sopping wet slit of her pussy. "Let's see what you think of this!"

He dropped back down on her and slipped his arms up her wildly writhing body, lifting her off the bed and cradling her in his strong arms. He pulled his hips back, and his cockknob dropped into the stretched out hole of her cunt, and he plunged it deep inside her again.

"Wrap your arms and legs around me, Mom! And hang on, cuz it's gonna be a wild ride!"

Tracy threw her arms and legs around him, looking up into his lust contorted face. She had no idea what to expect, but if it was anything like what he done so far, she was sure she was going to love it.

Kyle started shuttling her up and down over the length of his cock, his body not moving, but hers slipping and sliding under him on the sheen of sweat covering them both. His enormous prickshaft plowed in and out of her hungrily sucking cunt hole in a flurry of full length strokes, as he grinned down at her like a mad man.

"Oh my god, Kyle!" his mother gasped as he slammed her down onto his prickshaft, burying his cock balls deep inside her. "Where did you learn to fuck like this, baby? I...it, oh fuck, I've never felt...oh my god, this is incredible!"

"I practiced on all the little bitches you hate having me bring around, Mom!" he laughed as he shuttled her up and down on his throbbing cock meat. "And every time I slid my cock into one of them, I saw your face, heard your voice, and felt your hot little pussy sucking around my cock! And now it's real!"

"Oh god, baby." Tracy whimpered, tears of joy and passion streaming down her face. "I...it's nev...never been like this for me. So good! Oh god, I've never been fucked like this before!"

"En...enjoy it while you c...can, Mom." He grunted, "Cuz here...I...cummmmmm!!"

He slammed his cock into her cunt to the balls and collapsed on top of her, his fat cockknob pulsing and twitching against her cervix as it erupted, blasting a steaming hot wad of jizz right into the mouth of her womb. Jet after jet of scalding hot spunk rained into her spasming cunt channel as he jerked and writhed on top of her.

Tracy swooned as she felt his cum squirting into her pussy like it was spraying from a firehose. She hugged him as tight against her as she could, working her inner cunt muscles around his cock to help him milk out every drop of his jizz. Humping and writhing beneath him, she cooed and whispered in his ear like he had done with her, egging him on, urging him to dump him load in her hungrily sucking cunt hole.

"Do it, baby! Fill Mom's pussy with all that hot cum!" she panted in his ear. "I love it! I love my sweet baby, and his big fucking cock! Oh god, Kyle! Fuck me forever, and don't ever stop!"

Kyle's balls had drawn up tight against his body, empty now of their creamy cargo. The shrunken orbs still twitched as if trying to shoot out more creamy cum juice, but there was no more to give. His cock throbbed and jerked powerfully in her sucking, spasming cunt channel, still spitting out jizz in irregular pulses.

He started moving his hips back and forth again, letting his cock slide through the gooey mixture of his sticky man chowder, and her creamy girl cum. He grunted into her ear every time her cunt muscles clenched around his spasming cock meat, but the sensations surging through him wouldn't let him stop.

He started picking up the pace, slipping his cock into her harder, not wanting this incredible moment to end. But his mother slid her feet down under his asscheeks, digging her heels into his butt, and holding him still.

"Shhhhhhh," she whispered in his ear as he lay panting and gasping on top of her. "Relax baby, just lay still and savor it. It's real, baby. I'm here. Mom's here for you, baby. So just relax, catch your breath...that's right, just relax."

Kyle let his body go limp, but held himself up on his elbows so he wouldn't smother her. He felt his breathing slowing, the pounding of his heart easing, and he buried his face in her hair.

Tracy's hands were stroking and caressing her son's sweaty body, her pussy muscles still massaging his still stiff prick meat as it throbbed and twitched deep inside her. She worked her cunt muscles slowly, relishing the sensation of his enormous cock filling her to capacity.

"Don't move, Kyle." she purred softly. "Mom wants to suck your big beautiful cock for you."

"Mmmmmmm, I'd like that," he sighed huskily. "But, I'll have to pull out fo..."

"Silly boy," she giggled, squeezing her pussy tunnel tight around his swollen cockshaft. "Haven't any of those stupid little sluts sucked you off with their pussy before?"

"N...no, I..."

She squeezed his cock with her pussy muscles again, cutting him off in midsentence. then, flexing her groin muscles, she started massaging his cockstalk with her pussy, the inner rings working up and down the length of his throbbing shaft.

"Do you like that, baby? Do you like the way Mom's pussy sucks on your big dick? I bet I can make you shoot another big load of cum in my hot little cunt without either of us moving. Would you like that Kyle? Wanna fill Mom's little snapping pussy with more of your hot spunk?"

"Oh shit, Mom." he grunted, already feeling his balls filling up with another load of jizz. He started to hump on her, but his mother stopped him again.

"No, Kyle. Lay still, honey." she whispered in his ear, letting her tongue curl into the curved shell, then moving down to nibble on his earlobe. "I want to feel your big fucking cock filling me up, baby. I love the way it makes my pussy throb and quiver around to it. You've got such a beautiful cock, honey, the perfect cock. And I want to feel it shoot more of your hot cum in me!"

She was squeezing her pussy muscles in a steady rhythm now, milking his cock with the silky smooth, slippery wet inner flesh of her cunt. She could feel his cock responding to her cuntal caresses, and knew that he'd baste her pussy hole with another load of cum very soon.

"Flex your cock in me, Kyle. Make your big dick throb and jerk inside me, baby." she whispered lustily. "Mom loves her baby's big cock inside her, filling her cunt hole. I want to feel your cum in me again, baby. Can you feel how Mom's cunt is sucking on your cock, trying to make you big cock shoot all that hot cum inside her?"

"Oh god, Mom," Kyle whined, "It feels so fucking good! But I have to move, gotta stroke it..."

"No, baby, you don't have to move. Flex your groin muscles, make your cock do all the work. Flex it in my pussy, honey. I cum on it every time it throbs or twitches in my cunt. Come on, just relax and let Mom suck your cock with her hot little pussy."

Kyle tightened his groin muscles like she said, and felt his cock tense up, throbbing even harder deep inside her slippery wet pussy sleeve. Her cunt muscles responded, milking up and down the length of his cockshaft, her cervix nipping at the tip of his cock. He grunted deep in his throat as he felt his balls swell up, then whimpered into her neck when they didn't release their freshly made load.

"That's it, baby." she purred in his ear as she tightened her arms and legs around him. "It feels so good when your cock swells up like that inside me. You almost shot off that time, I could feel some of your jizz spurting from the tip. Come on, baby. Fill Mom's pussy with your spunk again, I want to feel you fill my cunt with your jizz."

The combination of his mother's juicily sucking cunt hole, and the nasty things she was saying to him had Kyle at a fevers pitch. His cock jerked and spasmed wildly in her softly sucking cunt channel, and suddenly, streams of hot jizz were spraying from his winking piss slit. Spurt after spurt of hot, creamy cum juice burst into her pussy, making them both writhe and moan passionately.

"Now fuck me, Kyle! Pound your cock into my horny little cunt while you shoot out all your hot cum, baby!"

She started humping and jerking frantically under him, making his cock slip in and out of her juicily sucking cunt hole. She dug her heels into his asscheeks, spurring him on like a rider spurs a horse.

Kyle burst into a flurry of motion, his ass jerking and flexing as he pounded his cock in and out of her clenching cunt hole in vicious tip to root lunges. He was still blasting out jizz, almost pissing the sticky fluid into her pussy tunnel. Animal like noises came from his mouth as he lunged into her cunt, slamming his cock into her roughly, unmindful of hurting her. His balls were aching, swollen to bursting with their newly made load, and eager now to be rid of it.

"Fuck meeeeeeeee!!" Tracy screamed, holding on for dear life as her son went into a frenzy of fuck lust, flailing his colossal cockstalk into her abused pussy in a furious flurry of fuck strokes. Her pussy shuddered and spasmed around his cumming cock meat, milking and sucking around the throbbing shaft as it bulled into her ruthlessly. 

Kyle's eyes were rolled up in his head, and he was lost in his mindless fuck frenzy. His hips jerked with a will of their own, driving his cock in and out of her cunt in a series of tip to root lunges, each leaving its own deposit of drooling dick milk in her sloppy wet cunt hole. 

"Nuhnhhhh...Nuhnhhhh...Nuhnhhhh."

Tracy stared wide eyed at her son as he attacked her cunt in a seemingly senseless fury. She held on for as long as she could, relishing the savagery he was unleashing on her. She loved rough, brutal fucking, and was going out of her mind with delight. She groaned suddenly when his cock slipped out of her cunt hole, and slid up over her stomach, drenching her belly with his hot, spewing spunk. Kyle didn't even notice, he just kept humping and jerking wildly on top of her.

Thinking quickly, Tracy pushed him off of her, forcing him over onto his back on the bed. She shimmied down and grabbed his cock meat, getting her first real look at his prick. It was huge, almost twelve inches long, swollen so thick now that it looked as big around as a beer can.

She wrapped her fingers around the fat root, surprised when they wouldn't go all the way around its incredible girth. Dropping her head, she popped the plum sized knob into her mouth and started sucking on it as hard as she could, her fist beating a frantic tattoo up and down it's length.

Kyle's hand came down on the back of her head, holding her in place as he slammed his cockshaft in and out of her mouth. She wasn't sucking his cock like she'd planned, he was face fucking her, so she shifted her body slightly, and tilted her head back, opening her throat passage to his humongous cockstalk.

Moving one hand down between her legs, she started strumming her clit rapidly, stroking the tender nubbin roughly in her eagerness to cum again. Her other hand dipped down and cupped her son's ball, cradling the quivering orbs in her fingers, massaging them lightly, encouraging them to feed her more of the sticky ball juice she craved.

"Eat it! Eat my fucking jizz Mom! Oh god, your mouth feels so good on my cock!" her son bellowed suddenly. 

His outburst was followed by yet another wad of jizz spewing from his twitching prick tip. His cum sprayed across the roof of her mouth, coating her tongue with a flood of cloying ball juice. More gooey spunk poured from his piss slit, flowing in a seemingly endless steam down her hungrily sucking throat.

Tracy moved her hand up from his balls, and started jerking on it roughly as her pussy exploded under her fingers. Her son's cock blasted jet after jet of sticky spunk into her mouth, and she sucked on his throbbing prickknob feverishly, trying to swallow all of his spewing load, but it was just too much for her. Kyle was fucking her face like a man possessed, and one of his lunges drove his cock deep into her throat just as he shot out a huge wad of jizz.

Sputtering and choking, she jerked his cock out of her mouth, but never stopping her frantic stroking on his pulsating prick pole. She aimed his cockknob at her face, and waited for the next steaming load to burst from it.

She watched as, almost in slow motion, the lips of his piss slit spread open and a stream of cock milk sprayed out. The thick cream broke into smaller globs as they got closer to her face, then made audible splats as the hit her chin, cheeks and lips. Tracy opened her mouth as time caught up and the next spurt erupted from his piss hole. She moaned happily as it sprayed onto her tongue, and into the back of her mouth.

Kyle fell in a heap on the bed, his body limp with exhaustion. His mother kept milking his cock at a less frantic pace now, letting her hand glide up and down over its length, milking the last of his spendings out into her mouth.

Satisfied that he was done for the moment, she drew his cockknob to her lips and kissed it tenderly. She licked the last drooling drops from his piss hole, and laid his cock gently on his stomach.

Climbing back up onto him, she reached down and grasped his cockshaft again, fitting the swollen knob between her puffy pussylips. When she had it firmly inside her, she slid down on it slowly, not stopping till she had it buried all the way inside her.

She stretched out on top of him, wiggling her hips to get his cock situated, then kissed his cheek with her jizz coated lips.

"Sleep, baby." she whispered in his ear. "Mom loves you so much. Sleep and have good dreams. And tomorrow, we'll start making them all come true. Together."

Not bothering to turn off the light, she closed her eyes and drifted of into a sleep filled with dreams of her newly found love for her son.

End Scene One

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Tales of Lustville Scene 02



Scene Two

Tracy & Kyle

Tracy woke up the next morning, stretching lazily before she opened her eyes. She felt wonderful, and it seemed like her dreams hadn't faded completely, because her pussy was still sopping wet, and she still could feel Kyle's cock sliding slowly in and out of her pussy hole. Then she felt a panting breath on her thigh, and her eyes popped open in surprise.

"Oh, Kyle!" She gasped. 

Reaching down, she pushed his face away from her fur lined cunt slit. 

"I'm all dirty down there. I don't see how you can even put your face down there right now. God, I can smell it from here. Yuccchhhh!"

Kyle grinned as he slid up next to her and gave her a soft peck on the lips.

"No tongue kisses either until you brush your teeth, right?" he laughed. "God Mom, sex is supposed to be hot, nasty and dirty. Didn't you know that?"

"Yes, I knew that you little smartass!" she shot back. 

She reached down to grab his cock, and gave it a quick squeeze, then, letting it go and rolling off the bed, she headed for the bathroom. 

"But I like my body to be clean when I fuck. It's the deeds that should be nasty and dirty, dumbass, not the tools!" 

Kyle rolled onto his back on the bed laughing.

His mother stopped in the door to the bathroom, and looked back at him. 

"Why don't you go see if you can find something for breakfast, I think I'm gonna take a nice long bath this morning. You rode me hard, and put me to bed wet last night. I need some recovery time."

Closing the bathroom door behind her, she turned the water on, so the tub would start to fill, then stepped over and stood in front of the mirror. Gazing at her reflection, she cupped her breasts, lifting them, weighing them in her hands. Then she moved her hands down into the rich bush covering her cunt mound, running her fingers through it gently.

"I think it's time for a new doo," she muttered as she spread her legs and pulled at the dense fur fringing her pussylips.

Bending down, she opened the doors to the vanity, and looked around inside it till she found her husband's beard trimmer. She plugged it in, and turned it on. As she looked at the buzzing head of the trimmer, she noticed that it had an adjustable guide that she could set for different lengths. Sliding the guide up as far as it would go, she moved the trimmer down between her legs, and taking a deep breath, ran it slowly into the thick hair of her cunt bush.

Tufts of hair fell to the floor as she moved the blades through her bush, stopping at the top of her pussy slit. She repeated the process several more times, then stepped back to observe her handiwork.

Not bad, she thought. But not sexy. 

She adjusted the trimmer again, moving the guide to its lowest setting, She laid two fingers in the middle of her bush, and ran the trimmer down either side of them, so when she was finished, she now had a cute little landing strip bordered by two patches of stubble.

Now that's sexy, she thought as she posed in from of the mirror. A little clean up with a razor, and she'd be done. Lifting one leg, she rested her foot on the counter and leaned down, getting her face as close to her pussy mound as possible. 

This is gonna be tougher, she mused. 

She considered asking Kyle to help her trim around her pussylips, but she wanted to surprise him when she showed him her new look. Then, taking another steadying breath, she got to work.

Taking one puffy pussylip between her fingers, she pulled it toward her other leg, and eased the trimmer down slowly between her pussy and her inner thigh. She repeated the process on the other side, then grabbed her hand mirror off the counter and held it between her legs. She was pleased with the result, and glad that she hadn't nicked herself. She hoped she had as good a luck with the razor.

She turned off the trimmer, then leaned over and turned off the water in the tub. Kicking at the tufts of hair on the floor, she worked them into a pile, then crouched down and scooped them up, dropping them into the trashcan next to the toilet. She got a new razor out of the pack, and sat it with a bottle of lotion on the rim of the tub.

The water felt a little hotter than she liked as she stepped into the tub and eased herself down into it. Stretching out, she sank down till just her head was poking out of the water, and closed her eyes with a happy sigh. She lay in the warm water for long minutes, letting the heat soothe her aching muscles. It had been more than two years since she'd been fucked, and she was sore all over from the unfamiliar exertion.

Her hand slid down between her legs, and she liked the way her pussylips felt without all that hair around them. She wondered idly why she had let herself go like that. She remembered when she used to shave her pussy two or three times a week. But she knew why, she hadn't had a man in her life, and now she did. It was time to get her act together again.

Sliding up out of the water, she sat on the wide edge in the corner of the tub, and spread her legs apart. She picked up the lotion, squeezed a dollop out into her hand, and massaged it into the hairs left on her pussy mound. Her fingers felt good sliding all over her pussy, and she leaned back against the wall and just rubbed her cunt gently, not playing, but just massaging her cunt mound softly.

She squirted another dollop of lotion onto her fingers, and worked it into the hairs covering her pussylips. Picking up the razor, she cocked one leg up, and ran the razor slowly up the outer edge of her pussylip. She repeated the process several times, making sure not to press too hard, trying not to cut herself in such a tender spot.

She tapped the hair out of the razor against the side of the tub, then ran it over her soft skin a couple of more times to catch anything she might have missed. The skin felt soft and silky as she ran her fingers over it, and a shiver ran through her as she caressed her bare skin.

Lifting her other leg, she shaved the other side quickly. Stretching both legs back into the tub, she leaned back against the wall, and started working on the stubble on either side of the small patch she was going to leave. It only took a dozen strokes to clean up both sides, and when she was done, she had a two inch long, one inch wide patch of hair perched right above her cunt slit.

She picked up the bottle of soap from the shelf next to her, and squirted it onto her pussy mound, and worked it in slowly. She splashed some water up out of the tub, and worked up a rich lather, massaging it into the soft, smooth skin of her pussy mound. A soft sigh escaped her lips as her fingers slipped between her cunt folds and brushed over her clit. Eyes closed, her breath starting to come in soft pants, she stroked her clit lazily with her soapy fingers as she fantasized about her first fuck session with her son.

She knew it was wrong, that if anyone found out, they would be stigmatized for the way they were showing their love for each other. But she didn't really care about that at the moment. Kyle was over eighteen, so there wouldn't be any legal ramifications. She smiled at that. She could do whatever she wanted with him, and no one could do a damned thing about it.

Opening her eyes, she eased herself back down into the water and rinsed the soap from her cunt mound. Then she snagged the chain attached to the drain plug with her toes, and pulled on it, letting the water start draining from the tub. She stood up and stepped out of the tub, and walked over to the shower. Reaching in, she turned on the taps, holding her hand under the stream till she felt it getting warmer.

Closing the door, she stood under the spray and wet her hair, then went through her daily hair care ritual. Shampoo, rinse, shampoo, rinse, rinse, conditioner, rinse. When she was done, she ran her hands back over her head, wrapping them around her hair as she reached the back, and squeezed the water out as she worked her hands down to the ends. Shaking her head, she let her hair fling out in a cloud around her head, then fall loosely around her neck and shoulders.

A smile creased her lips as she reached up and took the hand shower off its mount. Setting the spray to pulse, she spread her legs, opening her pussylips with her other hand. She pressed the nozzle tight up against her cunt hole, and jets of warm water shot up into her cunt channel, making her shiver. She loved the way the liquid heat caressed her inner pussy walls, and she pressed the nozzle tighter against her pussy opening, bending her knees and squatting onto it. She let the water squirt up inside her for a minute, rinsing Kyle's cum from her body.

Now the fun part, she thought to herself as she leaned back against the wall. She moved the nozzle up and directed the spray at her clit.

"Oh shit! That's what Tracy loves." she panted. "Mmmmmmm, you always know how to get my motor running!"

She held the nozzle right over her clit, tilting it from side to side so the pulsing spray hit her clit from several directions. She felt her pussy creaming as the warm water beat at her stiff little nubbin, and felt her legs getting rubbery as the delightful sensations surged through her. 

She slid down the wall slowly, letting her ass come to rest on the seat in the corner. Lifting one leg, she pressed it firmly against one wall, letting the other leg fall out to the side. Keeping the spray pointed at her clit, she moved it in and out, bringing the pulsing jets right against her throbbing clit bud, then pulling it away to tease herself. 

It only took a couple of minutes for her to reach her peak, and she sat writhing happily on the seat as the warm water beat a staccato tattoo on her pussy. Finally, she had to move the spray away from her clit, she was starting to get too sensitive. And besides, it was time for more fun with her son, and his big beautiful cock.

Drying off quickly, she went into her bedroom and rummaged around in her dresser, looking through her lingerie, then decided that it would be better if she just wore her robe when she went out to show off her new look to her son. She grabbed it off the back of door as she went out, and slipped it on as she walked down the hall. She was tying the belt loosely as she stepped into the living room.

Kyle was sitting on the couch watching television when she came in, and she smiled when she saw that he had showered too, but had only pulled on a pair of baggy shorts. She stopped and just looked at him, thanking her lucky stars that nature had blessed him with such a beautiful body.

"Did you get anything to eat yet, honey?" she asked him as she stepped around the end of the couch.

"Nah, I thought I wait for you." he grinned as he turned to look at her.

"Mmmmmmm, I'm glad you did," she purred as she opened her robe and let it slip from her shoulders. "I warmed up a little snack for you while I was in the shower."

She stepped up onto the couch, planting her feet on the cushions on either side of his legs. Bending her knees, she let them rest against the back of the couch. Her pussy was inches from his face, and she shivered as she felt his warm breath wash over her freshly shaved flesh.

"Jesus, Mom!" he grunted, his eyes going wide. "That's incredible! I really like that little landing strip you left!"

"I'm glad you like it, sweetie. I did it for you. But why don't you see if its any easier to eat without all that hair in the way!"

She reached down and slipped her fingers into his hair, and pulled his mouth up against her clean shaven pussylips.

Kyle's mouth was already open as his mother's cunt mound pressed against it, and his tongue shot out, skimming between the puffy, hairless lips of her pussy. His hands came up and cupped the cheeks of her ass, steadying her, and holding her in place at the same time. He started slurping and sucking eagerly, his tongue darting in and out of her sopping wet cunt slice, scooping up her tangy nectar as it dripped from her twitching pussy hole.

Tracy moaned happily as her son munched her hairless muff, and threw her head back, swinging her hips in slow circles, grinding her cunt mound into his face. Her eyes closed as her pussy spasmed around his busily licking tongue, and she felt the first tremors of another orgasm beginning in her crotch.

Kyle slipped one hand between her legs, and spread her pussylips with his fingers, so he could get his tongue deeper into her creaming cunt hole. The sweet, musky scent of her cunt filled his nostrils, and the tart, spicy flavor of the juices pouring over his tastebuds was driving him insane. He couldn't seem to get enough of her pussy juice, it was like the nectar of the gods to him, and he was feasting on it like a glutton at a Vegas buffet.

"C...cu...cumming, baby! Mom's cu...cumming in your mouth!" she screamed, humping her cunt roughly down onto his face. "Eat my fucking pussy! Suck my cunt till I can't cum anymore!"

With his tongue licking and lapping frantically, Kyle slurped up her spicy girl cum as it poured from her pussy, swallowing as fast as he could. His face was coated with her creamy spendings, and it dripped off his chin onto his chest and neck. He brought his hand back around to her ass, trying to hold her still, but it was useless. She was jerking and writhing wildly on his face, her cunt spewing her sticky juices all over him.

"Oh god! Sooooo gooooddd!" she cried out blissfully. "Eat my pus...Ohhhhhh!"

Her leg gave out on her suddenly, and she fell to one side. Kyle's hands grabbed her waist and kept her from falling to the floor, and they tumbled off the couch onto the floor with Kyle landing on top of his mother.

"Oh yeah! Fuck me Kyle! Stick that big fucking cock in my cunt and pound the shit out of me!"

"Wanna eat you," he rasped as he slid down her body and pulled her legs apart, burying his face back between her flailing legs.

"Oooooohhhh, you meanie!" she giggled. "If you won't fuck me, then let me suck on your big dick. Let's sixty-nine, honey!"

She reached down and grabbed at his shorts, trying to pull him around next to her. He helped her, moving his legs up next to her head, never taking his mouthway from her cream soaked crotch.

Tracy rolled him over onto his back, and scampered up on top of him. Her hands pushed his shorts down over his hips, and his huge cock sprang up, hitting her under the chin. Both her hands flew up and wrapped around his meaty cockstalk, and she jerked on it roughly, staring wide eyed at the enormous member. She couldn't believe that more than half his cock stood out from her gripping hands.

Her mouth opened as her head dropped into his crotch, and she sucked the fat knob of his cock between her lips. She drooled all over the plum colored glans, her tongue sweeping all around over it. She dug the tip of her tongue into his piss slit, moaning happily as she tasted his drooling pre-cum. She moved her hands up the length of his throbbing cockshaft, using the spit dripping from her mouth to lubricate the tightly stretched skin of his cock meat.

Kyle raised his arms up so his shoulders were free between her wide spread legs, and pulled her ass down harder onto his face. He was grunting, making loud animal like noises as he slurped and sucked at her quivering cunt hole. Spreading her cuntlips with his thumbs, he sucked on the slippery folds of flesh, then, slipping his tongue up into her gooey cunt gash, he ate her out with single minded purpose.

His mother was humping and jerking her pussy over his face, making it hard for him to keep his mouth on her cunt slit. He gasped under her as he felt her fingers squeezing his balls, and his hips arched up at her face, driving his cock deep into her throat.

Tracy gagged around the throat stuffing bulk of his prickstalk, but kept sucking on him, never letting his cock out of her mouth. She massaged his swollen nut sac, her other hand jerking up and down on his cockshaft as she sucked on his pulsing prickknob. She was drooling heavily on his meaty cock lance, her slobber running down the shaft on thick streams. She massaged her spit into his enormous cock with her hand, and it made loud squishing sounds as she pounded her fist up and down.

Kyle's tongue skidded over her clit as he tried to dart it back into her sloppy went pussy hole, and his mother squealed around his cockknob. He lashed his tongue around wildly as she pushed her ass back at his mouth, trying to get him to lick her clit again. His tongue hit her pulsing clit bud repeatedly, and his mother's cunt quivered against his lips, making fresh girl cum gush from between her pussylips into his open mouth every time it did.

Tracy ground her cunt down on his face as she came, her mouth pumping up and down feverishly on his cockshaft. She humped on his mouth as he licked and sucked her eagerly, but with her pussy sated from his mouth, she needed his cock inside her.

"Gotta have it in me, baby." she whimpered as she crawled off of him. "I gotta have that big dick in my cunt."

She grabbed his hand and pulled him up, tugging him behind her as she went around to the back of the couch.

"Do me doggie," she panted as she leaned over, bracing her forearms on the top of the sofa and spreading her legs wide. 

Kyle stepped up behind her and ran his dripping cockhead up and down the sopping wet slit of her cunt, then fitted the knob between her puffy pussylips and pressed forward, forcing it into the tight opening of her pussy.

"Oh yeah," His mother groaned happily, wiggling her hips to help him get his cock deeper inside her. "That feels soooooo good, sweetie. I can't even begin to tell you..."

Grabbing her hips, Kyle jammed his cock in to the root and started fucking her hard and fast, almost knocking the air out of her lungs. He slammed his prick into her as he jerked her ass back at him, grinding his hips in tight circles, changing the angle of his thrusts on every stroke. 

"Oooooohhhh, baby! You're gonna shoot your load fast aren't you?" she panted. "Did seeing Mom's shaved pussy do that to you? Or did you get so excited from eating my juicy little cunt?"

"Both," he grunted, pumping his meaty cock in and out of her with vicious tip to root lunges. "And the way you just climbed up and sat on my face. Fuck, Mom! I almost shot off in my pants when you did that."

"I...I'm...gl...glad...you wa...waited, honey." his mother panted, her voice muffled because she had her head buried in her forearms on the back of the couch. "I wanna feel your hot cum filling up my pussy again. That feels sooooo fucking good. Come on, sweetie. Empty your balls in Mom's cunt! Go for it you big stud! Flood my cunt with your jizz!"

"You gonna cum when I shoot off in your cunt, Mom?" he asked. "Is my hot cum gonna make your little pussy...Aaaaahhhhh FUCK!!"

His cock erupted in mid-stroke, spraying a stream of steaming spunk into her clasping cunt channel. Jet after jet of creamy cum spurted from his piss slit with every stroke, and he pounded her pussy mercilessly, ramming his enormous cock into her wetly sucking cunt channel again and again.

Tracy's legs were shaking as her son fucked her from behind, and she was coming just as hard as he was. Her cunt clenched and spasmed around his throbbing cockshaft as it drilled in and out of her. She had a shit eating grin on her face as she let her baby boy empty his balls in her pussy. She'd decided that she was going to share her adventures with her son with her best friend Lois. And maybe see if Lois was interested in having some adventures of her own.

"Oh yeah, baby! Cum in my pussy!" she cried out, throwing her head back. "Keep fucking me, baby! Slam that fat fucker in my cunt and cum in me! Don't stop, Kyle! Harder! Come on! Pound me with that big fucking cock!"

Her ass went into overdrive as she straightened her arms, pushing off the back of the couch with them. She humped her creaming cunt chute back onto his cock, meeting his strokes as he pounded into her. Her legs were shaking, and she locked her knees, spreading her feet even farther apart. She arched her back to push her ass up, giving him a straight shot into her pulsing pussy.




Tales of Lustville Scene 02



Kyle was holding onto her hips, his fingers gouging into the soft flesh. Bending his knees, he started fucking her with an underslung stroke, making the knob of his cock slide against the back of her pussy tunnel, while the thick vein seaming the underside stroked over her clit. He changed his rhythm at random, throwing her three or four hard and fast strokes, then a long, slow hip twisting glide. His cock had stopped shooting, but was still as hard as a bone.

Tracy wailed as his cock slid over her clit bud, and she started hopping from foot to foot, making her cunt channel twist and grind around his heaving cockstalk. Her upper body was writhing like a wave from her shoulders to her hips, the crest of each wave ending with her cunt jamming up onto his cock.

Leaning down over her, Kyle wiped his sweaty face on her back, gasping for breath as he fucked into her steadily.

"Hold my balls, Mom!" he panted, resting his cheek on her back for a moment. "Come on! I got another load in there! Help me get it out!"

Reaching down between her legs, she caught his swinging balls sac in her fingers, and started massaging them gently. She was amazed at how full they felt. She purred happily, delighted that her son was turning out to be such a stud.

"Ca...can't do i...it..." he panted. "Can't do it like this!"

He let his cock slip his cock from her spasming cunt hole, and pulled her down onto the floor with him. Clambering up on top of her, he fit the swollen knob of his cock into her pussy and started fucking her hard and fast, his cock making loud sucking and slurping noises as it plowed in and out. He was holding himself up on his arms, using the full force of his hips to pound his cock into her in frantic tip to root lunges.

Tracy pulled her legs up till her knees were almost touching her shoulders, spreading them as wide as she could, opening her cunt channel for all of his cunt stuffing cock meat. Moving one hand down between her legs, she stroked her fingers over her clit, mashing the tender nubbin under her fingertips. She reached up with her other hand and pinched one of his nipples between her fingers, squeezing it as hard as she could.

Kyle's back arched up as his hips slammed down, burying his cock into her cunt to the balls. He started shooting off inside her, catching both of them off guard. He collapsed on top of her trapping her arms between them as he jerked and twitched on top of her, his cockhead spitting out huge spurts of jism into her sucking cunt hole.

"That's it, baby! Cum in me! Gimme all that hot jizz you beautiful, big dicked bastard! Fuck me, Kyle! Fuck your Mom! Show me how much you love me, baby! Keep fucking me! Oh, please! Don't ever stop fucking me, Kyle!"

Her fingers were grinding roughly on her clit, and every time he slammed his hips down they dug deeper into her glistening pink pussy flesh. Her pussy was quivering and sucking around his throbbing cock meat, and she was on a roller coaster of non-stop cums. Each little orgasm burst over her in its own way, then blended into the next, becoming one continuous stream of sensations.

Kyle's frantic humped was slowing, but he wasn't showing any signs of stopping, which pleased his mother no end. He had climbed back up on his elbows, moving his weight off of her, letting her slide one arm out from under him. His hips were moving in slow circles now, his cock sliding lazily against one juice slickened inner wall on one stroke, then gliding over the other on the next.

Wrapping her fingers in his hair, she pulled his head down and rained soft kisses all over his face, then raised her head, moving her lips down over his neck, sucking gently, giving him little hickies like a schoolgirl. He raised up a little over her, and she licked at his chest, moaning at the taste of his salty sweat on her tongue.

"Come here, baby." she purred happily, pulling him down on her. "Lay on me. Let me feel your body. Mmmmmmm, that's so nice."

She pulled her arms out from between them, wrapping them both around his back and hugging him tightly to her. 

"God, I love you so much, baby!" she whispered in his ear. "I always loved you, but I never knew I could feel something like this for you. Oh, Kyle! I'm so happy, baby."

Kyle lifted his head so he could look at her. 

"Me too, Mom." he said as his lips came down on hers. "I'm glad we found this new way to show it too."

End Scene Two

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Tales of Lustville Scene 03



Scene Three

Tracy & Lois

Later that day, Tracy went over to visit her friend Lois, who lived right next door. Lois was a striking contrast to Tracy. Slightly shorter, she was petite, with auburn red hair that she wore in a short page boy cut, and had creamy olive skin that tanned nicely in the summer. Her body wasn't as voluptuous as Tracy's, but her curves fit her nicely. Tracy liked the way Lois's apple sized tits stood up proudly in her bikinis, and had fantasized frequently about making out with her. Now that she was a son fucker, she saw no reason not to indulge her bisexual side, and have some fun with her friend.

They had a couple midday cocktails, not enough to get drunk on, but Tracy was feeling a little buzzed as they sat at Lois's kitchen table, trading gossip.

"Have you seen what Christie Neilson did to her..."

"I fucked Kyle last night." Tracy said matter of factly, looking at her friend unabashedly.

Lois's stared at her wide eyed, her mouth hanging open in shock at this sudden revelation.

"Yo...you did what?" Lois sputtered, unable to believe what her friend had just told her.

"I fucked Kyle. I made him cum three times, twice in my pussy and once in my mouth. I didn't even try to count how many times I came on his big beautiful cock."

Lois just stared at her. She couldn't seem to get her mind to accept this new side of her friend that she was seeing for the first time.

Tracy went on completely unaware of her friend's distress.

"He's got a really big cock, Lois. I mean, we're talking fucking huge here! I didn't get a good look at till after he'd shot his second load in my pussy. I made him get off of me so I could suck on it, and that's when I saw how big it really was."

"Ho...how big was it?" Lois managed to sputter as she stared at Tracy in disbelief.

"Give me you hand," Tracy said lightly.

She reached across the table and grabbed Lois's hand, curling it into a loose fist. She closed her own hand into a fist, and put it on top of Lois's.

"Now do the same thing with your other hand, and put in on top of mine."

Her friend did as instructed, staring now at their stacked hands.

Tracy put her free hand at the top of the stack, and looked across them at her friend's flushed, stunned face.

"If we wrapped all four of our hands around his cock, the fucking head would stick all the way out! It's that fucking big! I couldn't believe I got the whole thing in my pussy once I got a good look at it."

She smiled slyly at her shocked friend.

"But I did. I took every inch of his big beautiful cock in my hot little pussy to the balls!"

"Oh my god, Tracy!" Lois sputtered. "Th...that's...I mean that's just..."

Lois's pussy fluttered between her shaking legs, and she felt a flood of pussy juice fill her spasming cunt hole.

"Wonderful? Fantastic? Incredible? Yeah, I think so too." She beamed at her friend.

Lois's eyes were bouncing between their stacked fists, and Tracy's face. She was overwhelmed by what her friend was telling her, but she was extremely excited too.

"Wanna know something else?"

By this point, Lois could only nod dumbly, she was at such a complete loss for words.

"I shaved my pussy this morning too. Wanna see?" 

She stood up quickly, and stepped around to the other side of the table, stopping right in front of Lois's chair.

She pulled up her skirt slowly, stopping when the hem was right below her crotch.

"You wanna see, don't you, Lois?" she asked teasingly, moving her hips from side to side slowly.

Lois looked up at her, her eyes still wide with shock. She nodded her head rapidly, then let her eyes drop down to Tracy's crotch again. She was leaning forward in her chair, her breath coming in harsh pants now. She knew where this was going, and her own pussy was creaming heavily as she waited for Tracy to go on with her little show.

Tracy saw the eagerness in her friend's eyes, and felt her hot breath on her thighs. She raised her skirt quickly, then let it drop back down, giving Lois just a flash of her freshly shaved snatch.

"Oooooohhhh! I wanna see it, Tracy! Don't tease me!" she whimpered as she leaned even closer, her face only inches from her friend's pussy now. "And I want all the nasty details too. Who did what, how it felt, everything!"

Tracy pulled her skirt up the rest of the way, revealing the little landing strip bush she'd left over her pussy, then she spread her legs wider, giving her friend a better view of her clean shaven cuntlips.

Lois leaned even closer, her mouth watering as the musky scent of wet pussy filled her nostrils. She wanted to grab Tracy's ass and plaster her mouth onto her dripping cunt slit, but she couldn't make herself do it.

"Kiss it, Lois. You know you want to." Tracy whispered, almost as if she were reading the smaller woman's mind. 

She lifted one leg and slid her foot up onto Lois's chair, slipping it between her legs, wigging her toes against the silky crotch of her panties. She smiled as she felt how wet they were already. Wrapping her fingers in Lois's short red hair, she pulled her mouth up toward her puffy pussylips as she arched her own hips forward.

"Lick my pussy, sweetie." she purred. "Stick your tongue up in my hot, juicy pussy and lick it for me. And Lois..." she paused, waiting for Lois to look up at her.

"Y...yes?" Lois panted, drooling now for a taste of her friends fragrant fuck hole.

"Kyle fucked me again a little while ago, and shot two really big loads of cum in my cunt. You don't mind sloppy seconds, do you?"

Lois groaned deep in her throat and plastered her mouth to Tracy's sloppy wet cunt slit. Her tongue darted out, slipping between the puffy lips of her cunt, then sliding up into her cum soaked cunt hole. She sucked hungrily at her friend's pussy for a moment, then pushed her away and leapt to her feet.

She grabbed Tracy's hand and dragged her down the short hallway to her bedroom. Pushing her friend onto her rumpled, unmade bed, she scampered up between her legs, pushing them up and spreading them wide apart.

Tracy moaned happily as her friend dove onto her gaping cunt gash, her tongue licking and slurping eagerly between her fleshy pussy folds. She was pleased and amazed at how easy it had been to get Lois to eat her pussy. She wondered what else she might be able to get her horny neighbor to do.

"Hold your legs up, Tracy! Hold them open for me!" Lois whined pitifully as she rubbed her face all over Tracy's clean shaved cuntlips. 

She slid her hands down her full, firm thighs, peeling the lips of her pussy apart with her thumbs, and pressed her lips tightly against the wide open cunt hole. She sucked hungrily, feeling the combined juices of her lover and her son pour into her mouth. Her tongue lapped up all the spicy nectar, then darted inside for more.

"Mmmmmmm, that's a good girl, Lois." Tracy purred as she looked down between her legs, watching her friend munch madly on her sopping wet cunt hole.

Lois's pulled her face away from Tracy's sloppy wet pussy slit, gasping for air. Her face was flushed, and she pulled her loose blouse off over her head, letting her braless tits bounce free. She pushed her shorts and panties down over her hips, working her legs to kick them off as she stretched out between her legs.

"Tell me how it started, Tracy." she panted into her pussy mound. "Who made the first move? Oh my god! I can't believe we're doing this! That you did it with your own son!"

"I did, we are, and it was an accident." Tracy giggled. "And if you want to hear more, you need to..."

Lois dove back into Tracy's juicy pussy, licking and sucking eagerly. She was surprised at how much she liked the taste of Tracy's pussy. She usually didn't even like the taste of her own juices.

"W...we were...Oh shit, that's good sweetie! Keep licking me like that." 

She gasped as Lois sucked one puffy pussylip into her mouth, then moved over and did the same to the other one.

"We were lying in my bed talking before he went to bed last night, and I climbed up on top of him and laid on his back. We do that, you know, it feels so good feeling his body under me, and I feel so close to him when we do that."

She stopped her narrative when Lois slipped her tongue into her pussy hole and ran it around the tight ring of muscle at the opening.

"Holy shit, Lois!" she grunted, a sharp spasm running up and down her whole body. "That was incredible, sweetie! Do that again!"

She dropped her hand down and tangled her fingers in Lois's short red hair, humping her pussy up at her face at the same time.

"Fuck me with your tongue, sweetie. Get it up in my cunt now, there's still lots of jizz in there I bet. See if you can lick it all out!"

Lois stabbed her tongue deep into her cunt hole, wriggling the nimble labia around, licking and slurping up the spicy girl cum that poured from the spasming hole. Her lips were pressed tightly to Tracy's pussylips as she darted her tongue in as deep as it would go. She sucked hungrily, but all she could taste was hot, spicy girl cum.

"I can't reach the rest of his cum with my tongue, Tracy!" she whined as she pulled her face away from her cunt, her features set in a childish pout. "Roll over, and sit on my face! Maybe it'll run out, then I'll be able to suck it out!"

She slid up on the bed and laid out on her back. Tracy moved over and threw one leg over her, then planted both knees on the mattress on either side of her head. Rocking her ass back and forth, Tracy ground her dripping cunt slit all over her friends upturned face. When she felt the warm, coarse flesh of Lois's tongue parting her pussylips again, she leaned down and held onto the headboard to support herself. Then she continued with her story.

"Mmmmmmm, it felt so good laying on top of Kyle like that. And he smelled so good too! He's got this musky animal scent about him that just drives me crazy. Anyway, we were just laying there, talking, and my pussy just kept getting hotter and wetter the longer I laid on him."

She paused, bringing one hand down to cup her breast, her fingers running in slow circles around the areole.

"Put your hands on my ass, sweetie. I love having my ass played with. You can move me that way too!"

Lois brought her hands up, cupping the fleshy globes of her friend's asscheeks. She molded and squeezed them with her fingers, then pulled her down tighter against her mouth.

"That's it. You catch on fast, don't you? But where was I? Oh yeah. I finally couldn't help myself, and I started rubbing my pussy against his ass. It felt so good, and before I knew it, I was really going at it. And Kyle noticed what I was doing."

She paused again, looking down between her legs at her friend licking and slurping eagerly at her pussy. She grinned, squirming around on her face, coating her flushed flesh with a sheen of sticky girl cum.

"Oh god, Lois! I was soooooo embarrassed having my own son catch me jilling off on his ass. But he was cool about it. Now I know that he was as turned on as I was, but right then, I just felt horrible."

Lois pushed her pussy up off her face for a moment, and looked up at her quizzically.

"You were whating off on his ass?" she asked, then went back to licking and sucking her pussy. This time, she dragged her tongue slowly up the length of her pussy slit, and slapped at her clit with her tongue.

Tracy jerked as if she'd been hit by a bolt of lightning. She humped her pussy harder onto Lois's mouth, signaling her that she'd hit a good spot.

Lois pulled her pussy tighter onto her mouth again, sucking Tracy's clit between her lips. She chewed on it softly, letting her tongue lap against the sensitive underside. Tracy shuddered, then giggled down at her friend.

"I was jilling off. Guys jack off, and girls jill off. You know, like the nursery rhyme."

She wiggled her hips, groaning as Lois sucked harder on her clit bud. She was sure she would cum before she finished her story, but she wanted to get the beginning out of the way before she let herself cum.

"Where was I?" she asked, then resumed her story. "Oh yeah, he was being all cool about it, telling me how I said it was natural, and that we shared so much with each other, that it was ok if I jilled off on him. Then he suggest we try something else. He rolled over under me, and had me lay out on him that way. Once we got situated, he pulled my pussy down against his cock, and started stroking it on my pussy."

She closed her eyes and smiled as the memory of that moment replayed itself in her mind. She knew she'd never be able to share how incredible it had been for her, all she could do was tell the story.

"We were both getting pretty hot by that point, his cock was hard as a rock, and my pussy was dripping like crazy. So I just said, the hell with it. He wants it, I want it, Let's do it."

Lois was sucking her clit harder now, and moved one hand between her legs, sliding two fingers into her pussy hole. Tracy moaned, pressing her ass down on the stiffened digits, then rocking up and down on them, fucking herself slowly.

"I started humping and grinding on his cock, really grooving on the way it felt slipping and sliding between my pussy lips. the next thing I know, I'm telling him to take of his shorts, that I want to feel him skin on skin. I figured if he was gonna be naked, I might as well be too, so I whipped off that old granny nightgown I wear sometimes, and went to town."

Lois slipped another finger into her cunt slit, moving them in time with Tracy's lazily humping ass. She'd figured out that Tracy was just teasing herself as she told her story, but she didn't mind. She was enjoying eating her friends pussy, and her story was making her hotter than anything she'd ever heard.

"I was holding his cock in my hand, grinding it into my pussy slit, rubbing it all over my clit, and going out of my fucking mind from all of it. I finally couldn't take it anymore and just let myself cum. I let his cock slip inside me and took it in to the root. But I didn't fuck him, I just held it buried to the balls in my pussy, and just went apeshit on it for I don't know how long."

She started moving her hips faster, pumping her pussy up and down on Lois's fingers, rocking her hips so her clit pressed deeper into her busily sucking mouth.

"Make me cum, Lois." she panted. "I wanna cum while I remember how his big cock felt filling my tight little pussy."

Lois pulled out all the stops, licking her clit in a frenzy now, her fingers pumping in and out of her clasping cunt hole in a blur. Reaching up, she pinched one of Tracy's nipples between her fingers, guessing that if she liked her nipples treated rough when she was cumming, then Tracy probably did too.

Tracy gasped as Lois pinched her nipple, and surrendered to the flood of sensations surging through her. Her pussylips throbbed and twitched against Lois's mouth, and a trickle of girl cum drooled from her spasming cunt hole. 

Lois moved her mouth down, locking her lips around the juice dripping hole, sucking at it hungrily. She moved her free hand around, slipping it between the lips of her own pussy, and stroked her clit with her fingers.

Tracy fell over on the bed, and when Lois moved to continue eating her out, she waved her off. 

"Come up here and hold me, sweetie." she panted, spreading her legs apart. "Put your fingers back in my pussy, and rub my clit, but easy, just hold me and bring me down slow."

Lois slid over and wiggled one arm under Tracy's body, and moved the other back between her legs. She eased two fingers into her clasping cunt channel, and stroked her thumb lightly over her clit.

"D...did I do it right for you, Tracy?" she asked, licking pussy juice from her lips. "Was it good for you? I really got off on eating you out, but I want to know if I did it right."

Tracy hugged her friend to her tightly, kissing her softly.

"You were wonderful, Lois." she purred. "Was that the first time you ever licked a pussy?"

Lois nodded.

"Then you're a natural, sweetie." she whispered as she kissed her neck, her tongue sweeping across the soft skin. "I just hope I can make you feel as good as I do right now."

Lois's eyes went wide again. She'd never considered the possibility that Tracy would want to eat her pussy too.

Tracy put her hand between her legs and cupped her fingers over the lightly furred lips of her pussy. She let her middle finger dip inside, teasing her friend as she slipped it in and out.

"Mmmmmmm, your pussy is just dripping, isn't it?" she giggled. "But can you give me a couple minutes to catch my breath? I wanna be able to do you just as good as you did me."

Lois hid her face in Tracy's shoulder, and laughed softly.

"That's fine, Tracy," she whispered. "But can we do something else first?"

"Sure sweetie, what did you have in mind?"

Lois looked up at her shyly, her lower lip quivering as if she was about to cry.

"Wi...will you shave my pussy for me?"

Tracy laughed as she pulled her friend up and hugged her tight against her.

"I'd love to shave your pretty little pussy for you sweetie," she giggled. "Why don't you go get your shaving stuff, and a scissors. A trimmer would even better if you have one."

Then she thought better of it, and untangled herself from Lois's arms. She slid off the bed, holding her hand out to Lois.

"Let's do this right. So come on, into the shower with you!"

They went into the bathroom, and Tracy turned on the shower, holding her hand under the spray. 

"I don't know about you, but I use lotion when I shave. I don't like the foamy stuff. I can't see what I'm doing."

She adjusted the taps, smiling when the water got warmer.

"I used the trimmer Tim used to use on his beard," she said, watching Lois's ass as she squatted down in front of the vanity. "Wally never had a beard did he? It doesn't matter, scissors will do fine."

"That asshole left everything when he took off, but I have a hair clipper I used to cut Phil and his hair with." She reached into the vanity and rummaged around, then held up a huge electric hair clipper. "Here it is. Will this work?"

Tracy stepped over and took the clippers from her, plugging it in and turning it on. The big device buzzed and vibrated in her hand. She shut it off and looked at Lois again.

"We can use this to do most of it if I'm careful. You have any of the attachments?"

"No," Lois said, standing up. "they're not under here. I used to give them both buzz cuts, so I never needed them."

"Okay, I'm gonna need a comb, and scissors, and a razor of course." she looked at her friend's furry pussy mound. "I guess you want the lips shaved clean like mine?"

Lois just nodded.

"How about the bush? Got any thoughts on a design? We're gonna have to keep it simple, unless you wanna go over to my house and use my trimmer. It's adjustable, and we could do you up anything you want with that."

Lois put her head down, blushing furiously. Her fingers were stroking her through her pussy hairs, pulling them out, then brushing them flat again.

Tracy moved closer, lifting her chin with her fingers, making Lois meet her eyes.

"What the matter, sweetie? Having a change of heart? It's ok. I mean, it's your pu..."

"No! That's not it! I...I just..." she paused, took a deep breath, and looked Tracy right in the eyes. "I want it bare! Take it all off! I want to look like on..." She stopped, smiling shyly. " I just think it'll make me look younger is all."

"Younger?" Tracy laughed. "You already look like you're in your twenties! How much youn...Oh my god! You're right!" she said, stepping back and looking her friend up and down. "The way you're built, with those cute little titties, and a bare beaver, you could pass for a teenager!"

"That's what I was thinking," Lois said, a sly smile creasing her lips.




Tales of Lustville Scene 03



"Okay, you got someone special in mind you want to surprise with this new nymphette look? I didn't know you were seeing anybody. Are you? You better fess up girlfriend!"

"No, I'm not seeing anyone at the moment," she said. "But there is someone that...Well, I'd just like to see if they'd be interested..."

"Okay, keep your secrets," Tracy laughed. "I'm sure I'll hear about it later. But for now, let's get rid of that bush. Can you get up on that counter by yourself? Or you need a hand?"

"I can do it." Lois laughed, "I'm only a couple inches shorter than you...Bitch!"

She stepped back until she felt her butt hit the edge of the counter, then hopped up on it. She wriggled around, perching her asscheeks right on the edge, and leaned back against the mirror. Lifting her legs, she hooked her fingers under her knees, and spread them wide apart.

"There, can you get at everything okay like that?" she asked.

"Oooooohhhh yeah," Tracy said as she dropped to her knees, sitting the clippers on the floor next to her. "I can get at everything just fine!"

She reached up, spreading the lips of Lois's pussy with her thumbs, and pressed her face into the fur fringed slit. Her tongue slipped between the puffy, juice coated lips of her pussy, slurping up the spicy nectar from her friend's cream soaked hole.

A shiver ran through Lois's body at the first touch of Tracy's tongue, and she looked down between her legs, watching her friend lick her hairy cunt mound.

"Oh god, Tracy!" she squealed, "That feels so good! But I thought you'd want to wait till we'd cleaned me up a little? Oh shit, I'm so hairy down there!"

"Mmmmmmm," Tracy purred into her pussy slit, then pulled her face away, looking up at her. "No way! I like the feel of hair on my face! I haven't eaten pussy since I was in college, and I kind of miss it." 

She pressed her face back into Lois's furry cunt slice, whisking her face back and forth, moaning happily as she lapped up her dripping girl cum.

She licked and sucked eagerly at her juicing pussy slit, sucking on the puffy lips, letting her tongue run through the soft crinkly hairs. Then she slid her tongue up into the sopping wet little hole, scooping up pearly droplets of pussy juice, letting them run down her throat to warm her tummy.

Lois closed her eyes and held onto her legs, holding them up and wide apart to give her as much room as she could. She couldn't move on the counter for fear that she'd fall off, so she just sat there, letting Tracy's talented tongue work over her twitching cunt slit.

Moving her mouth up, Tracy slid her lips over Lois's stiff clit bud. She ran her tongue over it, then pulled her head back to look at it. Her clit was bigger than any she'd ever seen before, almost the size of a small grape. Her own clit was about the size of a pea, and she wondered if bigger meant more sensitive.

"Wow, Lois! you're clit is a lot bigger than mine is!" she said, her hot breath washing over her wide spread pussylips. "Is it more sensitive?" She lashed the tip of her tongue up and down over the tender nubbin rapidly, looking up so she could see how her friend reacted. 

Lois jerked like she'd stuck her finger in light socket, almost falling off the counter. She groaned, reaching down to pull Tracy's mouth back against her quivering quim.

"I guess it is," she muttered into the creaming cunt slice. She sucked the stiff bud between her lips and started nibbling on it gently, her tongue stroking back and forth across the underside. 

She slid one hand under her pussy, straightening two fingers and slipping them into her spasming cunt hole, stroking them in and out slowly, enjoying the way the tight, clasping cunt channel sucked and squeezed around them. She was jealous of men sometimes, because pussies were such wonderful things to play with, and she just knew that it had to feel incredible to a guy to have one sucking around his cock like Lois's was sucking on her fingers.

Lois was whimpering and moaning softly as Tracy licked and sucked on her clit bud. She could feel herself getting close to cumming, and she thought about warning her that she squirted sometimes, then thought better of it. She didn't do it every time, and decided there was no point in telling her and then disappointing her.

"Faster, Tracy! Fuck me faster!" she moaned. "I'm gonna cum soon. Oh god! Suck on my clit too! Bite it! Oh please, Tracy! Make me cummmmmm!"

Tracy started chewing on her clit harder with her lips, twisting her head back and forth, and pulling the tender nubbin away from her body, stabbing the tip of her tongue onto it. She nipped at it lightly with her teeth, being careful not to bite down too hard. Her fingers were pounding in and out of Lois's sopping wet cunt hole, and she felt the already tight opening squeezing harder around her flailing fingers.

"Alm...almost there! Oh god! I can feel it! Oh fuck, I...I'm gonna cum, Tracy!" she screamed, her voice deafening in the confined space of the bathroom. "Su...suck it! suck my fucking clit you cunt sucking bitch. Make me cum in your fucking mouth! Oh shit, Oh my go..."

She gurgled, flopping around on the counter, her body jerking and spasming wildly as she started to cum on her friends hungrily sucking mouth.

Tracy moved her free hand up and held her in place as she started to slip off the edge of the counter. Her lips never stopped their gentle massage on her clit, and her fingers beat a frantic tattoo in and out of her wildly clenching cunt hole. 

"Cu...cumming, Tracy! Oh fuck! I'm cummmmmmming!"

She felt her pussy flutter around Tracy's fingers, and her orgasm burst over her like a bomb. She was banging her head back against the mirror as she writhed in ecstasy. She saw stars, then fireworks going off behind her eyelids, and she heard Tracy gasp and choke between her legs.

Tracy was surprised by the sudden flood of girl cum that spurted from her friend's spasming pussy hole, but she recovered quickly. Pulling her lips off her clit, and ripping her fingers from her cunt hole, she opened her mouth, pressing her lips tight against the spasming hole, sucking as hard as she could. Her tongue darted up inside just as a fresh stream of creamy pussy juice flowed out, coating her lashing labia, and pouring down her throat. She brought her cum coated fingers up and stroked them over Lois's clit, strumming the tender bud, keeping her at a fevers pitch of ecstasy.

Swallowing eagerly, and moaning deep in her throat, she sucked up each successive spurt as they gushed from Lois's pulsing pussy hole. She managed to keep up with the flow, but sticky girl cum still dripped from her lips and chin from the initial outpouring.

Lois was jerking and twitching on the countertop, making soft gobbling and grunting noises. She fell over to one side, knocking cosmetics, cleansers, and a cup dispenser to the floor. Her pussy pulled away from Tracy's mouth, and one last spurt gushed out, covering her face and soaking her hair.

Tracy sat back, leaning forward to hold her friend on the counter, laughing as she wiped the pearly girl cum off her face, licking it slowly from her fingers. When she was sure Lois wasn't going to fall, she stood up, keeping her hand on her friend, leaning down over her.

"You okay, sweetie?" she asked softly, stroking her hair. "That must have been a good one, you pee'd pussy juice all over me!"

Lois opened one eye, looking up at her friend's face. Her body shook with a series of new spasms, this time from laughter.

"I...I'm sorry, Tracy," she finally managed to say. "I do that sometimes. Squirt, I mean, not pee. I almost warned you, but it doesn't happen every time so..."

"No, it's okay, sweetie. I liked it! I never had anyone squirt on me before. It was kewl!"

She rested her hip on the counter next to her friend, looking down at her. "But can you get down off the counter? I'm afraid you're going to fall off of there."

Lois started to sit up slowly, but it was obvious that she was going to need help. Tracy took one of her arms, draping it around her neck, and slid her own arm around behind her.

"Okay, sweetie. Hold on to me, and swing your legs over the edge."

Lois did as she was told, and Tracy held her up as her legs dropped over the side of the vanity, then lifted her, easing her down till her feet hit the floor. She kept going down when Lois's legs wobbled, going onto one knee as she got her situated on the floor. Sitting down next to her friend, she took her hand, and they sat quietly for a few minutes, letting Lois regain her senses.

Finally, Lois turned and looked at her.

"Would you do me a favor, Tracy?" she asked.

"Sure hon, what do you need?"

"Would you get me something to drink? There's some juice in the fridge. I just feel ragged out right now."

"I'm not surprised!" Tracy laughed. "You squirted at least a quart of pussy juice in my face, and down my throat! That has to take alot out of a girl! You stay here, I'll be right back."

She climbed to her feet, and walked to the door, stopping at the shower stall. Pulling the door open, she stuck her head in and held it under the warm spray. She worked her fingers through her hair, scrubbing out most of the sticky pussy juice. Stepping back, she cupped her hands cupped her hands under the faucet and splashed water onto her face a couple of times, and scrubbed her hands over her cheeks and chin. She shook her head, flinging water all over the shower stall, then walked over and snagged a towel from the rack, wiping her face, then running it through her hair, patting it dry.

Taking a look back at Lois before she went out, she decided that she looked like she was going to be okay, so she went into the bedroom, walked quickly across the room and stepped into the hall. It hit her suddenly that if Phil came in right then, he would get a shock from seeing her parading around his house nude, her hair soaking wet.

She half hoped he would walk in. She could really use a hot beef injection right about now.

She went into the kitchen, took two glasses off the drainboard, and went over to the fridge. Looking around inside, she saw apple, grape and orange juice, so she went back over to the drainboard and got another glass. It can't hurt to have a variety, she thought as she poured a glass of each.

Balancing the glasses, she went back down the hall, through the bedroom, into the bathroom, and saw Lois sitting up on her own now.

She had her knees up, legs spread wide, and was pulling at the hairs on her pussy. She looked up and smiled at Tracy as she entered the bathroom.

"Oh, thank god, You brought all three." she said, holding out her hand. "I want the apple first."

Tracy handed her a glass, then sat the other two on the floor. She dropped her towel and spread it out, then sat down on it, crossing her legs and picking up the orange juice. She took a big slug out of it and looked at Lois.

"Feeling better?" She asked.

"Yeah," Lois giggled, "But my head hurts. I must have hit it on something."

"The mirror," Tracy told her. "I noticed it when I came in. You cracked it."

"Are you kidding me?" Lois groaned, not bothering to get up and look. "How bad is it?"

"Not too bad, a couple little cracks at the bottom and in one corner. Put some clear spray paint or fingernail polish on the cracks, and they won't spread anymore."

Lois drained her glass, and sat it on the floor, pushing it out of the way. She shimmied away from the vanity a little bit, turning slightly, and laid out on her back on the floor. Bringing her knees up, she spread her legs wide, and looked over at Tracy. 

"Let's do this down here, like we probably should have to begin with."

"Okay," Tracy said, sitting her glass on the floor, and picking up the clippers. She scooted over between Lois's legs, running her fingers through her curly pubic hairs. "We still going with the bald as a baby's butt, pre-pubescent teen look?"

"You betcha," Lois giggled. "Shave all that shit off, and make me look like a junior high school slut!"

Tracy laughed with her, turning on the clippers and bringing them down between her legs. Pushing her thighs as far apart as they would go, she put one hand over her pussylips, and ran the clippers slowly up one side of her cunt mound.

Lois started to squirm as the clippers buzzed against her, and Tracy pulled them away, not wanting to nick her in such a tender spot.

"You're gonna have to lie still, sweetie," she said, brushing loose hairs out of the way. She had taken most of the hair from a good sized patch, and figured she could take off most of the hair pretty quickly if Lois laid still long enough. "I don't want to cut you."

"Okay," Lois giggled, reaching down to hold her legs open. "It's just that you startled me, I didn't expect the clippers to vibrate like that. Go ahead, I'll lie still now that I know what to expect."

Tracy leaned back in and pressed the clippers against her skin again, more lightly this time, and started trimming the hair away in small swatches. Working quickly now that she had her technique down, she cleaned up one side of her pussy mound, then moved over and made quick work of the other.

She sat back, admiring her handiwork, reaching down to brush away some of the hairs that clung to the moist, sticky flesh. Then she scooted closer, running the clippers up the middle of Lois's cunt bush, cutting a wide swathe from bottom to top.

Lois leaned up on her elbows, looking down between her legs, her eyes going wide.

"Oh wow," she whispered, "That was quick!"

"I hope to god you're not having second thoughts now," Tracy muttered, pressing the clippers into another patch of hair. In seconds, another section was bare. Brushing the hairs out of the way, she trimmed the last big area, then spent the next couple minutes doing clean up with the edge of the clippers.

When she was done, Lois's pussy was bare except for a fine reddish stubble. She sat back again, then got to her feet and sat the clippers on the counter. She reached down and took Lois's hand, pulling her to her feet.

They stepped back together, admiring Lois's petite body, now free of any hair below her head.

"Damn," Tracy whispered, looking over Lois's shoulder at her reflection, then turning her to face her, and moving back three or four steps, she let her eyes move up and down over her. "I was kidding when I said pre-pubescent, but I don't think I was that far off. With the right hair and make-up, you could pass for fourteen...fifteen tops!"

Lois hugged herself, wiggling and shaking her hips happily. She ran her hand down between her legs, sighing softly as her fingers met nearly bare skin.

"I know," she giggled. "Isn't it kewl?"

"God, girl! You're gonna have to beat them off with a baseball bat! At least the ones you don't beat off with your hand. Probably into your mouth!"

"You read my mind," Lois said softly, turning back toward the mirror. "At least that last part. I don't think I'm going to be saying no that much from now on."

"You do have someone you want to fuck!" Tracy laughed. "And you want to make it impossible for him to say no! Don't bother denying it, I not gonna ask who. So you need help with the razor, or can you handle that yourself?"

"I can do that, but thanks."

"Okay, then you better get in the shower and get started." Tracy said moving toward the bedroom. "The showers been running for a while. I'm gonna go lay down. I'd like to hang around so I can see the finished product!"

Lois grinned at her, then stepped over to the shower and held her hand under the spray. She adjusted the taps, then stepped in and closed the door behind her.

Tossing the towel over her shoulder, Tracy started for the door, but noticed the clumps of hair lying all over. She stopped and looked at them for a moment, then walked into the bedroom and stretched out on the big bed.

Fuck it, she thought. It's her hair, let her clean it up! She closed her eyes, smiling happily as she waited for her friend to finish shaving.

Less than five minutes had passed when Lois came strolling out of the bathroom, scrubbing a towel through her hair. She dropped the towel on the floor as she stopped and struck a pose, one hand on her hip, the other behind her head.

"Whatta ya think? Am I hot, or am I incredibly fucking hot?" she asked coyly. "Take your time, and feel free to lavish praise!"

"Oh, you're hot alright," Tracy said slowly, her mouth watering. "I thought you were hot before, but now you're downright smokin'! Come over here so I can get a better look at you."

Taking two bounding steps, Lois leapt onto the bed and stretched out next to Tracy. Propping her head up on one hand, she drew one foot up till it rested behind her other knee. Her hairless pussylips blossomed between her legs like a fleshy flower, glistening pinkly.

Tracy let her eyes roam all over the smaller woman. There was no apparent sag to her small, firm breasts, no stretch marks on her stomach. Then her eyes finally settled on the smooth expanse of skin at the top of her thighs. 

The puffy outer lips of her pussy, usually concealed by hair, were smooth and gently rounded, while the smaller inner lips were delicately wrinkly folds of flesh that barely protruded from their larger outer sisters. It was hard for her to believe that this stunning woman had a teenaged son. 

Tracy was about to pounce on her when Lois's phone started vibrating on the nightstand.

"Lemme get that, it's probably Phil." she said.

She sat up snatching the phone up, hitting the answer button, and held the phone up to her ear. 

"Hello? Oh hi, honey!" she said as she laid back on the bed, her fingers sliding up and down over her stomach. "Where are you? You were gone when I got up this morning, and you didn't leave me a note." She paused, listening, and her fingers moved lower, brushing over the smooth expanse of skin where her pubes used to be, then kept going. She laughed at something her son said, and turned her head away from Tracy.

"I know, but I just miss you, honey." she said softly, her fingers dipping down further, lightly caressing the outer lips of her pussy, her pinky dragging up through the moist crease of her cunt slit.

Tracy watched wide eyed as Lois played with her pussy while she talked to her son. She had a good idea now who her friend's new look was for. As she listened, she understood why her friend wanted to look younger.

"I don't mean to be one of those mother's." she said, as another finger dipped into the moist slit of her pussy, and her breathing got heavier. "What? Do I know her? Oh...her. Yes, it's okay if you bring her over. But you have to watch the movie in the living room. Okay, I'll see you in a little while. I love you."

She blew a kiss into the phone, then let it drop onto the bed. She heaved a heavy sigh as she turned her head to look at Tracy.

"Phil's on his way home. and he's bringing a friend to watch a movie."

"I heard," Tracy said quietly, watching her friend closely. "I take it you don't like this...friend?"

"Oh, I don't know!" she turned her head back, looking up at the ceiling. "She's not as bad as some of the little bitches he brings over. They all fawn all over him like they can't wait to let him get into their pants! And do you know the worst part of it all?

She turned to look at Tracy again. There were tears welling up in her eyes, but she blinked a few times to clear them.

"The worst part of it is, I don't like them because I think I'm jealous!"

Tracy reached out and laid her hand on her stomach, letting her fingers brush slowly back and forth.

"I know how you feel, sweetie. I feel the same way about those little sluts Kyle drags home." she paused, not wanting to be too obvious about what she already knew, and where she thought, even hoped, it was going to lead. She thought it would be best for Lois to make her own decisions on that.




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"Phil's a goodlooking guy, so you shouldn't be surprised when women are attracted to him. And what you're feeling is natural. We all feel threatened when we think someone is trying to take our baby away from us. No matter how big it...I mean, he is."

She hoped she got her point across by stressing women, instead of girls, and letting her know that her desires were natural. Now she just had to see what happened next.

"But I guess I better get going," she said, moving off the bed and picking up her clothes. "And you need to get dressed." 

She decided to throw caution to the winds. 

"Unless you want him to see the junior high school slut his mom wants to be."

"Oooooohhhh! You're terrible!" Lois cried as she scampered off the bed. She threw her arms around her friend and hugged her tight. "I could never do that! I'm not as brave as you are!"

I don't know about that, Tracy thought as she hugged her friend. She was pretty sure that she was going to hear more about Phil in the next few days.

"Yeah, I am. And proud of it!" she said, easing out from Lois's arms. She slipped her blouse over her head, and stepped into her skirt. "Kyle's probably gonna be home soon too. And I'm wondering what he's going to want to eat for dinner!" 

End Scene Three

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Tales of Lustville Scene 04



Scene Four

Lois & Phil

The girl Phil brought over was nice enough, but Lois couldn't make herself like her for some reason. They'd gotten settled in the living room after collecting a selection of snacks and soft drinks from the kitchen. They were watching some gory slasher movie, and the girl was cuddling up close to Phil, and squealing with exaggerated fear every other scene.

Lois tried to stay out of the way, hiding out in her bedroom like she usually did when he had company, but she found herself making excuses to interrupt them. She rummaged around in the kitchen for a few minutes the first time, then walked back and forth having an imaginary conversation with Tracy. She finally got to be such a pain, that the girl left before the movie was over. 

Phil didn't say anything to her about it, but it was obvious that he was upset with her. He spent most of the afternoon in his room, then had come out and announced that he was going to karate practice. It didn't hit her till later that this was a Wednesday, and karate was on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

He'd come home about an hour ago, said hello as he breezed by, and went straight to his room. She hadn't seen him since.

Pouring another margarita from the pitcher on the coffee table, Lois flopped back on the couch and drank half of it, not even tasting the sweet concoction. It was after midnight now, and she'd killed half the pitcher already, and was feeling no pain, but her mind was awhirl with nasty images.

She kept replaying her lesbian love session with Tracy, which brought up images of Tracy and her son locked in a lusty embrace, their bodies writhing sweatily as they fucked each other frantically. But what bothered and excited her most was when those images morphed into her and her own son Phil sucking and fucking together like a pair of wild animals. 

Even though she hated to admit it to herself, she knew that it was her own son that she'd shaved her pussy for. It was obvious that his tastes ran to the younger girls, and with her shaved pussy, she looked as young any of his girlfriends. The problem was, she'd actually have to show it to him before he'd know that.

Her hand moved down between her legs, gliding over the baby smooth skin of her clean shaven cuntlips. She knew she'd surprised Tracy when she told her she wanted to be bald down there, but when they saw it after all the hair had been removed, they both knew she'd made the right choice. With her petite build, and small tits, her bare pussy made her look like a teenager. 

Letting her fingers slip between the slippery smooth lips of her pussy, she dipped a finger into her cunt hole, gasping, amazed at how wet she was. It had been hours since she fooled around with Tracy, and she'd showered twice already, but her juicy little quim was still sopping wet. She hadn't let herself masturbate all evening, because she knew she'd be fantasizing about her son.

I need to fingerfuck, she thought as she got to her feet and staggered down the hall, holding onto the wall so she didn't fall down. If I don't cum again soon, I'm going to go out of my mind. Maybe I should call Tracy, and see if she'll come over and eat me out again. That was a little dangerous, with Phil in the house. Or maybe they could have phonesex. She'd been wanting to try that for a long time.

Lois could see a light under her son Phil's door, and she stopped outside his room listening, but couldn't tell if he was awake or not. She knew that in her present condition, if he was awake, that she would end up spreading her legs for him, if not outright begging him to fuck her. And even as drunk as she was, she didn't know if she was ready to take that step.

She turned the knob, and pushed the door open just a crack and peeked inside. Phil was sprawled out on his back, sound asleep, with just a sheet covering his hips and part of his legs. The light on his nightstand was still on, and Lois told herself that she was just going in to turn it off for him.

She tiptoed across the room, and turned the switch on the lamp, but it didn't go out, but just dimmed. She turned it again, and the room sank into a deeper gloom, but still wasn't completely dark. She kind of liked the effect.

She was getting ready to turn and leave, when she noticed a small cigarette sitting on a coke can on the nightstand. She picked it up and sniffed it, her breath catching in her throat.

Oh my god! she thought, her maternal instincts kicking in, my son is smoking pot! I wonder what other kinds of things he's doing when I'm not around. Probably fucking those little whores like the one he brought home earlier.

The sudden image of Phil's sweating face hovering above her, contorted in a lustful grimace made her gasp, and she sat on the edge of the bed to steady herself. Returning the half smoked joint back where she found it, she took a long, slow sip from her drink, then sat it on the nightstand.

She sat gazing at her teenaged son, admiring his slim, well muscled body. He wasn't an athlete like Tracy's son, but he'd been studying martial arts for almost ten years, and his muscles were long and smooth, giving him a wiry appearance. His chest was well defined, and his midsection was a washboard of rippling muscle. She glanced at his crotch, and she wondered what kind of cock nature had blessed her son with.

I really shouldn't be doing this, she thought as she grasped the edge of the sheet and started pulling it down. I'll just take one little peek, and then I'll go to bed.

She kept pulling gently on the sheet, slowly revealing his lower belly, then the curly hairs of his pubes. She stopped and looked up at his face, making sure he wasn't going to wake up. Then, unable to wait any longer, she threw the sheet to the side. She gasped and her eyes went wide as she saw what her son had between his legs.

Oh my god, he's part elephant, she thought, then had to put her hand over her mouth as she started to giggle inanely. She stared between his legs, unable to believe the size of the meaty cock that rested across one thigh. Even soft, his cock had to be almost seven inches long!

I have to get a better look at it, she thought as she moved around to the end of the bed, and crawled carefully up between his legs. She stopped when her face was inches from his dormant cock flesh, exploring it with her eyes, then inhaling deeply, relishing the warm manly scent of his cock.

Looking up at his face again, she slowly wrapped her fingers around the root of his limp cockshaft, and squeezed it gently. Bringing her other hand up, she held his cock between her thumb and fingers, pulling the thick foreskin down, baring his prickknob, then letting it go, so it slid back up to completely cover the head again. 

She'd never seen an uncircumcised cock before, but remembered that her husband had insisted that they not do the procedure. She was glad now that she'd let him have his way.

She let her clasping fingers drift along the length of his cock, feeling it start to stiffen and swell as she pumped her fists up and down. In less than a minute, it grew from a soft, warm snake into a long, hard pole of rippling prick muscle. She tightened her fingers around the throbbing bulk of his cockshaft, and stroked it slowly from the base up to the tip, enjoying the way it felt in her hand.

This fucking thing's got to be over eleven inches long, she thought giddily. I wonder if it's as big as Kyle's. Tracy had said his was like twelve inches or something like that. The thought of those two huge cocks made her cunt slit drool.

She pulled his foreskin down again, and pointed his prickknob at her face. She stared at the piss slit splitting his cock tip, and noticed that it was already leaking sticky droplets of pre-cum. Her mouth watered as she squeezed his cockshaft, milking it as she moved her hand up, making more of his jizz well up on the tip of his cock.

I have to taste it, she thought. Just one taste, then I'll cover him back up and leave.

Opening her mouth, she let her tongue dance across the head of his cock, scooping up the pearly nugget of jism. Her pussy quivered, sending a flood of girl cum streaming from her pussylips to run down her thighs as she got her first taste of her son's cock cream. The salty sweet juice was like ambrosia to her, and she knew right then that she wouldn't be able to leave until she'd emptied his balls into her cum hungry mouth. 

Her tongue lashed and laved lazily all around his pulsing prickknob, wetting it with her saliva. She drooled heavily on his fleshy cockhead, and pressed her lips to the satiny, plum colored dome, letting them slide over the tightly stretched skin. She took it in until her lips dropped around the flaring rim, then pulled them up and down, popping the swollen knob in and out of her wide stretched lips.

The taste of his cock meat was driving her insane, and she was having trouble controlling herself. She was trying to be gentle, to just lick and suck on his cock lightly, so she wouldn't wake him up, but she was finding difficult to restrain herself from just sucking and jerking on his cock as hard and as fast as she could.

Looking up at her son's face again, she saw that he was still asleep, but was obviously reacting her having her mouth wrapped around his cock. Pressing her lips down harder, she took in more of his cock, not stopping till she had almost a third of it in her mouth. 

Her robe kept getting in the way, so she shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it fall behind her on the bed. She kicked at it with her feet, knocking it out of the way.

She started bobbing her head up and down, pulling up till her lips hit the rim of his cockhead, then pushing down again, taking a little more of his cockshaft in on every stroke. Her mind was swimming with the tastes, smells and sensations of having his cock in her mouth, and she felt her pussy spasming between her cream soaked thighs. She felt like she could cum at any moment, just from the thrill of sucking her son's big, beautiful cock.

The more she sucked on his enormous cockshaft, the more excited she got, and finally, she was pumping her mouth up and down on it eagerly, making loud wet sucking noises that filled the room.

Phil had been responding unconsciously to her oral caresses, his hips moving up to meet her mouth on the downstroke, his head rocking back and forth on his pillow. He had been dreaming, but her fervent cocksucking was bringing him up out of his slumber. He lay sprawled on his bed, grooving on what had to be the best wet dream he'd ever had.

He opened his eyes and raised his head, looking down between his legs. He did a double take as he saw his mother with his cock sliding wetly in and out of her mouth, a look of absolute bliss on her face.

"M...mom?" he whispered, unable to believe his eyes. "Wh...what are you doing?"

"Relax baby, you got stoned and fell asleep, and you're just having a wet dream. Lay back and enjoy it. You can do anything you want to me, but I want you to cum in my mouth first. I love sucking your big fucking cock, and I really want to taste your hot jizz, and feel it shooting all over my face when you cum!"

"Okay," he said, and let his head fall back on the pillow, his hands moving down to slip through her hair. He didn't have any trouble believing that he was having a wet dream, his sexy mother often starred in his fantasies, and he knew there was no way she'd be that calm about him getting high if he was awake.

Lois gasped around his cock meat when he spoke to her. She knew that she was busted, but at least she was going to get him to cum in her mouth before she had to face the consequences. 

She started sucking his cock harder, there was no reason not to now that he was a participant. She twisted her head back and forth, adding torque to her up and down motions, making her son moan.

"Yeah, suck my fucking cock, Mom!" he grunted. 

He pushed her head down as he arched his hips up at her face. A smile creased his lips as he felt her tongue lashing the underside of his cock, her lips slurping wetly up and down over this pulsing prick meat.

"Suck me off and make me cum, Mom! That way I'll be able to last longer when I fuck you up the ass!"

His mother squealed around his throbbing cockshaft at his words, and she moved her free hand between her legs, sliding two stiffened fingers into her clasping cunt hole. She started pumping them in and out roughly, stroking her thumb over her clit at the same time, making her moan around her son's jaw stretching cockstalk. 

Phil was humping his hips harder up at her face as he pumped her mouth up and down over his cock. He was flopping around on the bed, and he could feel his balls tightening up, getting ready to unleash their creamy cargo.

Lois felt his cock getting stiffer, throbbing with a new urgency in her mouth. Popping his cock out of her mouth, she kept jerking on it roughly. She looked up at his face, her lips grazing the tender skin of his cockknob as she spoke to him

"So you want to stick this fat fucking cock up Mom's hot little asshole, do you? You think you're man enough for that you big dicked little bastard? Show Mom what kind of man you are! Fuck my mouth and feed me a big load of jizz! Shoot it down my fucking throat and all over my face, and then I might think about letting you shove it up my ass!"

Her son responded exactly as she'd hoped he would. Cupping her head in both hands, he rammed his cock back into her mouth and started slamming it in and out as hard and fast as he could. 

Lois moaned happily as he started fucking her mouth wildly, gagging on the fat prickknob as it plowed into her gullet. She'd told him that this was a dream, and anything is possible in a dream, and apparently, one of the things her son dreamed about was her deepthroating his humongous meat muscle.

Her hands were wrapped around the root of his cock, squeezing it rhythmically as her mouth slid up and down over the length of his shaft. Her lips brushed against her fingers every time her son jammed his cock down her throat.

"Suck it, cunt! Suck my fucking cock all the way down your throat." he bellowed.

His mother moved her hand off his cockshaft, letting it drop down to cradle his ball sac in her palm. She massaged the swollen orbs with her fingers, urging them to release his pent-up load. Wrapping her fingers in a loose ring at the top of the soft, wrinkled skin, she started tugged on it, massaging his nuts gently between her fingers and palm.

Her lips ground into the crisp curls of her son's cock hairs as he buried the full length of his cockshaft down her throat. She swallowed around the pulsing prickknob, working her throat muscles on it, trying to give her son as much pleasure as she could. 

"Here it cums, Mom!" he groaned. 

His thick cock swelled to massive proportions in her hungrily sucking mouth as he flopped like a fish under her oral assault. He heaved and jerked as his balls spasming in her hand, and he felt his cum flowing up through his prickshaft.

"I'm gonna drown you in jizz, you fucking slut! Right...fucking...NOW!!

His cock throbbed and twitched in her mouth, and Lois actually felt his cum load surging up the thick tube seaming the underside of his cock. His spunk erupted from his piss hole, the first enormous burst filling her mouth to overflowing. 

Her pussy exploded into orgasm as the first wad of spunk hit the back of her throat. She jerked her fingers from her pussy, but clamped her thighs together, rubbing them back and forth, mashing her cuntlips against each other. Her puffy labia massaged her clit, and her orgasm surged over her like a runaway train.

Wrapping both hands around his cock, she jerked and pounded on it roughly while she sucked and swallowed as fast as she could. But there was no way she was going to be able to swallow it all. His cock was still blasting jet after jet of cloying cock milk into her hungrily sucking mouth.

Phil was writhing and moaning on the bed, no longer trying to fuck her face, but letting her milk his load out of his balls for him. He'd never cum so hard in his life, and he was praying that he didn't wake up before it was over.

There was still a part of her fantasy that hadn't been fulfilled, and Lois wanted to feel that come alive for her too. She jerked his cock out of her mouth and looked up at him, her face contorted into a mask of lust.

"Ob by fafe...Shood did ob my fafe. Cober be in yo jiff!" she sputtered. 

Thick strings of jism dripped from her lips and ran down over her chin as she spoke.

Phil looked down at her, seeing his jizz coating her lips, and running down her chin as she sucked his cockknob back into her mouth. He pushed her over on the bed and threw one leg over her. He straddled her, his knee nudging her ribs, his other leg bent with the foot planted firmly on the other side of her body. 

He wrapped his hand around his jizz spitting cock, jerking on it as he pointed it at her eager face. He watched as a thick wad shot out and skimmed up over one cheek, lodging in her hair, leaving a pearly strand of silver in its wake. He tilted his cock to one side, and the next blast caught her on the side of her nose, splashing up before dropping down and covering one eye.

His mother was leaning up, her head tilted back, mouth open, making herself the best target for his cum as she could. She had both hands between her legs now, three fingers buried in her spasming cunt hole, the other strumming her clit wildly.

Her son moved his cock back and forth over her face, directing his cum onto her smooth skin seemingly at random. He was pasting her flesh with his creamy cum juice as he jerked off on her face.

They were both moaning and grunting, spitting out mindless obscenities at each other as they pleasured themselves together.

Phil was the first to recover, and he looked down at his mother, her face covered in his cum, slowly realizing that he hadn't been dreaming after all. She was in bed with him! And she'd just sucked his dick!

He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed his phone, then turned up the light. He pointed his phone at her, and snapped half a dozen pictures of her quickly, then spoke to her.

"Rub my fucking cock on your face, Mom." he said softly. "I wanna see my hot little slut mother rubbing my jizz into her face with my cock. Goddamn! That's fucking hot!"

Lois did as he asked willingly. She pulled her fingers from her pussy, and wrapped them around his cockshaft just behind the head, and started rubbing it all over her face, smearing his sticky jism into her skin. Her other hand kept stroking her clit, and she felt another orgasm building up deep inside her.

Phil popped off another dozen pictures from different angles, then pulled back so his cockknob dropped into his mother's open mouth. Her lips closed around his twitching knob, and he shot a few more pictures as he stroked it lazily in and out of her mouth.

Lois opened her eye, the other one was glued shut with his cum, and looked up at him. She blinked when she realized that the room was now brightly lit. 

"Hi, Mom!" Phil grinned down at her. "Not that I'm going to complain, but do you mind telling me what brought this little visit on?"

"I...oh my god, Phil! I...I didn't mean t...to...for..." she sputtered as she turned her head and forced his cock from between her lips. "Oh...you must think I'm terrible!"

She reached up and scooped the cum out of her eye. She looked at the sticky spunk on her fingers, then at her son, then stuck her fingers in her mouth and licked them clean. She blinked a few times, and could finally see out of both eyes.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" he laughed, "That was the best fucking blowjob I ever had! And thinking it was a wet dream the whole time! Jesus! I never came like that before! Ever! But seriously, why would you do something like that?"




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"I...I heard something, an...and did some things today that...affected me. I can't tell you what that was right now, but it made me start admitting some things to myself. Some things I've been feeling for you."

"Okay, I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, but I know a good thing when I see it. So now what? Is this a one time thing, or are we gonna be doing full time fucking?"

"Well, for starters, how about you get off of me, and hand me my drink." 

Phil pulled his leg back across her body and sat cross legged on the bed. His cock still poked up from between his legs. It had lost a little of it's stiffness, but it was obvious to both of them that he was more than ready for whatever happened next.

"And there's something I want to show you. I really hope you like it!" she added in a whisper.

Phil picked up her drink off the nightstand and took a sip, then handed it to her.

"Damn, that's a good margarita," he said, waiting for her to take a sip, then holding his hand out for it. "So what did you want to show me? There's not much lef..." 

He fell silent as he noticed that she had her hands fanned out between her legs, covering her pussy.

"I was thinking about you when I did one of those things today," she said as she moved her hands and rolled over onto her side. She propped her head up in her hand as she drew one foot up behind the other leg, spreading her legs wide and giving him a clear view of her clean shaven pussy. "I know how much you like young girls, so..."

"Holy shit, Mom! You look like you might be, maybe...I don't know, fourteen?" he moaned. "That's gotta be the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen!"

His cock started to jerk toward full stiffness, and his mother heaved a sigh of relief, laughing at the same time.

"I'm glad you like it, honey. I was really afraid you wouldn't!" 

She frowned when she saw him pick his phone up off the bed and point it at her. 

"Oh no, Phil! Please! Don't take any pictures of me!"

"Too late, Mom" he laughed. 

He turned the phone around and scrolled through some of the shots he'd already taken. Then he leaned down, cupping one of her small breasts in his hand, his lips brushing across hers lightly, then more firmly as he pressed them to hers and let his tongue slip into her mouth. When he pulled back, he smiled down at her. 

"Now, since you've decided that you want to play the hot little slut, why don't you pose a little for me. I'll save us some memories we can both enjoy!"

"I...I think I'm going to need a little more liquid courage for that, honey." she said shyly, she cheeks and neck flushing bright red. "There's half a pitcher of margaritas sitting in the living room, why don't you go get it for us? And if you have any more of that pot left, it's been ages since I've gotten high. I think I'd like to try it again!"

Her son leapt off the bed, his cock flopping madly as he dashed for the door. Lois rolled onto her back, raising her knees and letting them fall out to the sides. Bringing one hand up to caress her tits, she moved the other between her legs and started stroking her clit, wanting to give her son a show when he got back.

Phil was back in a few moments, and he froze in the doorway as he saw her playing with herself on the bed.

"Jesus," he moaned. "You're fucking beautiful, Mom! I mean, I've been jerking off thinking about you since I was twelve, but I never had this fantasy!"

He looked at her for a moment, then at the pitcher in his hand. He shrugged his shoulders and took a big gulp from it.

"Does that mean you didn't bring another glass?" she asked, laughing. 

She didn't wait for his reply. 

"Grab your camera if you want some pictures, cuz I wanna cum! And no I don't need any help this time! I just wanna play with my pussy while I think about how good it felt and tasted to have your dick in my mouth!"

Phil grabbed his phone and started popping off pictures, moving around the bed to get her from every possible angle.

Lois arched her back, mashing her clit under her fingers, moaning happily as the sensitive nubbin twitched under her fingers, sending shivers up and down the length of her body. Her nipple throbbed as she squeezed it between her fingers, and she gasped as she ran her fingertips around the bumpy ring of her areole.

"Roll over and get up on your knees, Mom." Phil told her as he kept taking pictures of her. He was lying between her legs, his phone's camera inches from her pussy.

"I changed my mind, Phil! Lick my pussy for me while you're down there, baby! I feel so good right now!" she whined. "Stick your tongue in my cunt and taste how hot your mom is for you baby!"

She raised her head, her eyes pleading as she looked down at him. 

"You like to eat pussy don't you? Oh god! Please say yes!"

Phil laughed as he pressed his lips to her hairless cunt mound, dragging his tongue up from the bottom, slurping up the juices dripping from her pussy slit. He turned the lens toward his face, and snapped off a couple pictures of himself eating her pussy, hoping they came out. Then he tossed the phone onto the bed and spread her cuntlips with his fingertips.

"I love eating pussy, Mom! And you've got the sweetest little snatch I've ever had my mouth on!"

"Oh goodie!" she whimpered, putting her hands on the back of his head and humping her crotch up at his face. "Suck Mom's pussy, honey! Stick your tongue up my cunt and fuck me with it. Then lick my clit, I really need to cum again!"

Her son eagerly started darting his tongue in and out of her cunt hole, mashing his mouth tight against her cunt slice and sticking his tongue out as far as he could. Licking at the soft pink inner walls of her pussy tunnel, he sucked at the same time, swallowing the spicy girl cum that oozed in what seemed like a never ending stream into his mouth. 

His mother was gasping and sighing as she writhed on the bed, then jerked suddenly as his nose brushed across her clit. Rocking her hips up and down, she started scrubbing his nose up and down over her clit, tilting his face down a little and pressing it harder into her hairless pussy mound.

"Gonna cum!" she screamed as she rode his face, humping and jerking in a frenzy. "Oh please, Phil! Please don't stop, honey! Suck Mom's pussy for her! Let me cum in your fucking mouth!"

Phil was panting into her cunt slit as he drove his tongue in and out of her, whisking his face back and forth over her sloppy wet cunt flesh. He wasn't going to stop till he'd sucked her dry. He was moaning into her pussy, the vibrations making his mother go over the edge.

"Suck it!" she whined. 

Pulling her legs up till her knees were over her shoulders, opening her whole crotch to his lips and tongue, she shuddered and spasmed with delight under his hungrily sucking mouth. 

"Oh god! I'm cumming in your fucking mouth, Phil! Eat me! Suck my cunt, baby! Suck it...suck i...oooooohhhhh!"

She swooned, her hands falling away from his head, her eyes rolling back up in her head as another delicious cum crashed over her. Her body spasmed and jerked mindlessly as she came, her pussy spraying out streams of sticky girl cum into her son's mouth, and all over his face.

Phil was holding her thighs open as her sucked eagerly at her pulsing pussy hole, slurping up all her hot juices as they gushed from her gaping gash. He kept his mouth locked around her twitching cunt hole, his tongue still lashing up inside to lap up her tangy nectar. 

Finally, Lois pushed his face away from her pussy, gasping and panting as she fought for breath. She got up on her elbows, letting her legs drop down, one hitting the bed, the other draping itself across his shoulder. She laughed happily when she saw his face, and covered her mouth as she giggled at him.

"I...I'm sorry, honey." she giggled. "But you just look so funny. Your face is covered in pussy juice!"

"I know." he grinned. 

He leaned down and wiped his face on her tummy, then lifted her leg off his shoulder and rolled out from under it. He looked up at the ceiling, panting for breath as he lay beside her on the bed.

"I didn't know you were a squirter, Mom. I thought you were going to drown me for a minute there. Either that, or smother me!"

"I'm sorry, honey! It doesn't happen ver..."

Her son cut her off, reaching over and cupping his hand over her dripping pussy, making her gasp.

"Sorry? Are you kidding me?" he asked. 

He rolled onto his side so he could look at her. 

"Do you know how incredible that is? If I have my way, you're gonna be pissing pussy juice for me every time I eat you out. I may even make you squat over my face and play with your pussy till you squirt in my mouth and all over my face every fucking day!"

He had his fingers splayed across her pussy, one finger resting between her puffy pussylips, the others stroking her hairless mound lightly. His mother purred happily from his tender touch, and from hearing that he liked it when her girl cum squirted from her spasming cunt hole.

"Hand me that glass, honey." she whispered, holding her arm out for it. "And where did you learn to eat pussy like that? That's one talented tongue you got there!"

Phil rolled over, reaching toward the nightstand, and noticed that the glass was empty. Sitting up, he filled it from the pitcher, drank half the glass, then filled it again before her handed it to her. He opened the drawer on the nightstand, and flipped open a little box, pulling a slim, hand rolled cigarette and a lighter out of it.

"Penny Larson's mom caught me eating her out one day after school. She sent Penny to her room, then took me to her room. I ate her for the first time that day. And then at least twice a week till they moved to Texas last year."

"Did you ever fuck her?" his mom asked, amazed that another woman she knew liked young men. No in her case, boys.

"No, she'd suck my dick sometimes, but she usually just made me eat her out." He grinned at the memory. "Juiciest pussy I ever had my mouth on. Till now. I like your bare little beaver better too. She had a bush on her like an afro!"

Lois laughed and took a long pull from the glass, feeling the warmth of the tequila spread through her. She remembered that she hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. She'd swallowed Tracy's pussy juice, and Phil's jizz, but neither of them was really very filling, and the alcohol was being absorbed by her empty stomach very quickly.

Phil took the glass from her and filled it again, and sat it on the nightstand. Then he slid over between her legs, spreading them wide with his hands. He knee walked up until his cock nudged into the slippery slit of her pussy, then pushed up higher till it lay twitching on her stomach.

"You said something about wanting to get high, Mom?' he said as he lifted the joint to his lips and lit it, taking a long slow puff, and holding his breath for a few moments, then exhaling slowly, blowing a cloud of smoke up toward the ceiling.

"Oooooohhhh, yeah. It's been years since I did that! I didn't like it the first few times I did it. Here, let me have a puff."

She reached up for the joint, but her son held it out of her reach.

"Not so fast there, Mom." he said as he leaned down over her, resting on one elbow to keep his weight up off of her. "You haven't done this for a while, and you're already a little drunk, so let's ease you into it, okay?"

"Okay, honey." she said. "What do I need to do?"

"Get up on your elbows like you were before, and bring your face up close to mine." he said. 

He looked down over her body as he waited for her get into position under him. Then he brought his eyes back to meet hers when she was settled where he wanted her. 

"I'm gonna take a hit off the joint, then blow the smoke into your face. You wanna inhale slowly through your nose, then hold your breath when your lungs are full, then hold it in as long as you can, okay?"

Lois nodded her head rapidly, eager to experience what she hoped was going to be a pleasant sensation. She looked down between their bodies, seeing his cock laying on her stomach, and her pussy quivered as she thought about how it would feel when he slipped it up inside her.

Phil took a small hit off the joint, and leaned closer to his mother. Exhaling slowly, he blew a thin stream of smoke at her face, watching as she inhaled slowly, taking the smoke into her lungs.

He was watching her carefully, making sure she didn't start to cough or choke. He was pleased when she took the whole hit without any problems, and raised up a little over her, taking another hit for himself off the joint.

"That's good, Mom. Now hold your breath, and let it out slowly when you need to breathe."

Lois closed her eyes, feeling the smoke burning in her lungs. She had fought down the urge to cough as she'd inhaled it, but once she'd gotten passed the first spasms, it was a lot easier than she'd expected. She opened her eyes as she exhaled slowly, surprised to see clear air, and no smoke coming from her mouth.

Phil smiled down at her, and held the join up where she could see it. Her eyes were already glazing over, and he knew that she'd was gonna be stoned out of her mind pretty fast.

"Ready for more?" he asked.

She nodded at him, a dreamy smile creasing her lips.

"Okay, I'm gonna give you a bigger hit this time. Just inhale slow like you did the last time, and take it as deep into your lungs as you can."

He took another hit off the joint and inhaled it, then took another quick hit, and leaned down, blowing the smoke into her face again. As he leaned closer to her, his hips shifted back, and the head of his cock slipped down between her legs, the fat knob resting against her cunt slit.

Let's see how she handles this, he thought to himself as he eased his hips forward, pressing his cockhead between the juice slickened folds, and stroking it lazily back and forth.

His mother moaned as she inhaled the smoke billowing from his lips, her hips arching up to meet his strokes. She turned her head, when she couldn't inhale any more, and her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down closer to her.

"Yeah, stick it in me, baby." she croaked, still holding her breath to keep the smoke in her lungs. "Put your cock in my pussy. But slow, just slip it in nice and slow, let's make this last, okay?"

Her son arched his hips down, pressing his prickhead firmly against her cunt hole, groaning as he felt the fat knob pop through the tight ring of muscle at the opening. Her legs came up and squeezed his hips, signaling him to stop.

She smiled up at him as she exhaled, wiggling her ass on the bed under him, sucking on the tip of his cock with her tight, wet cunt hole. Moving her legs on his hips, she pulled his cock in a little deeper, stopping him again when a couple more inches of his stiff prick slipped up into her quivering cunt channel.

"Give me another hit." she purred, working her ass up at his cock. "I'm starting to feel really good, and your cock feels wonderful in my pussy! Oh god, Phil! You're fucking your mother! What do you think about that?

Phil didn't answer her because he was taking another hit off the joint. He blew the smoke into her mouth this time, then took a bigger hit for himself. He tossed the joint onto the nightstand, and stretched out over her, easing more of his meaty cockshaft into her cunt as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Mmmmmmm, I feel so good now, baby. I think that pot is starting to hit me." Lois giggled in her son's ear as she hugged him tighter against her. "And your big cock feels so good filling my pussy! I can't begin to describe it!"

"If it feels half as good as your hot little cunt feels around my cock, I'm gonna be jealous!" he chuckled as he nibbled at the soft skin of her neck. "You know it's not all the way in yet, don't you, Mom?"

"Wh...what?" she sputtered, squirming around under him, pushing at his chest so she could see down between them.

Her eyes went wide when she saw that more than half his cock was still poised to enter her, and she groaned as he eased another inch of it into her. She raised her legs, spreading them wide as she hooked her heels around his legs. Her ass arched up as she drew him slowly forward, watching his thick cockstalk bore it's way steadily between her swollen pussylips.

"Oh shit! You...oh god, I can't believe I'm telling you this." she said, blushing furiously. "Yo...you're already in deeper than your dad ever got. He wasn't anywhere as big as you are!"

"Really?" he asked, his cock swelling at this sudden revelation. "Am I going where no man has gone before?"

"Not yet," she giggled. "But you're getting close!"

He started fucking his cock in deeper, wanting to fill her cunt like no one else had yet. His hips moved faster, but she squeezed her pussy around his cock again, her legs tightening against his hips to slow his pace. 

"Do it slow, baby. Just fuck it in and out really slow for now. It feels so good in me, but I want it all. I want to see and feel all of your big cock filling me up!" 

Her eyes flicked up to meet his, and he saw that they were glassy, the pupils dilated into large black circles, completely covering the irises. She had a dreamy smile on her face as she rocked slowly back and forth under him.

She's stoned out of her fucking mind, he thought. Jesus, I got my mom blitzed on weed, and I'm fucking her! And she's loving it! This is just too fucking much! I really hope this isn't all just a dream, but if it is, I hope I remember it all.

She watched as he forced more of his cock into her clasping cunt hole, whining softly in her throat as its throbbing bulk stretched her pussy around it. She kept pulling him deeper, relaxing her grip, then pulling him into her again, setting a slow, rhythmic pace for them.

Phil was going out of his mind with the way she was dragging it out, but he let her take the lead for now. He knew that he could cum any time he wanted, and the way her pussy was sucking and milking his cock felt fantastic.

Rocking her pussy up and down on his cockshaft, his mother started picking up the pace, working her cunt onto his cock meat a little faster with every stroke. She stared wide eyed at their joined loins, thrilled by the sight of her son's enormous cock slipping in and out of her cunt slit, coated with a sheen of her sticky juices.

Pulling him down on top of her again, she gasped in his ear, hugging him hard against her.

"Fuck me now, baby! Just stick it all the way in and fuck the shit out of me!" she grunted, squeezing her cunt muscles around his stroking cockshaft, making him groan on top of her.

"Yeah, Mom! It's about fucking time! You've been driving me nuts teasing my cock with your juicy little cunt!" he panted. "God, it's so fucking tight!"

He started stroking into her cunt with harder, deeper strokes, still going slow, but letting her feel the power surging through his throbbing meat muscle. His arms slid around her, and he spread his knees wider apart, angling his ass so his cockshaft plowed straight into her wide spread cunt channel.

Lois mewled lustily, running her hands up and down over his back, her legs pumping in time with him, her heels digging into his asscheeks, urging him on like a rider spurring a horse. 

"Fuck me, baby!" she whimpered in his ear, nipping at the lobe with her teeth. "Fuck me hard, and make me cum! But don't cum in my pussy..."

Phil raised up and looked in her eyes. They were glassy, and there was a mischievous gleam in them.

"Don't cum? Jes..."

His mother laughed and pulled his head down next to hers, her lips brushing his ear.

"You don't want to waste your cum in my pussy do you? You wanted to fuck me in the ass, remember? Or do you think you have enough cum in your balls for both?"

Phil grunted and rammed his cock into her to the throbbing root, grunting and panting on her neck as he began pumping it in and out roughly. In seconds, his ass was a blur as he sawed his cockstalk in and out of her clasping cunt hole.




Tales of Lustville Scene 04



"You better cum fast then, Mom," he rasped at her. "Cuz I don't think I can hold out much longer!"

"Then cum in me, baby. Shoot your hot jizz in mom's pussy! Cream my hot little cunt, then we can rest a little, and I'll suck your cock till it gets hard enough for you to fuck me in the ass. We have all night, honey. And tomorrow, and the next..."

She trailed off, flexing her cunt muscles around his stabbing cockshaft, working her ass in time with his flailing hips, whimpering and whining with delight as he fucked her with furious energy.

His cock swelled suddenly inside her, and he felt his balls tighten up at the base of his cock. He whined pitifully as his balls spasmed, and he felt his cum racing up the length of his plunging cockstalk.

"Fu...fuck, Mom! I ca...can't hold it an...anymore! I'm gonna cum, Mom! Oh fuck! He...here it cums, Mom! Cummmmmmiiinnnnggg!"

"Oh yeah, baby!" his mother cooed in his ear as she felt the first scalding jets of jizz spurt into her quivering cunt channel. "Gimme that hot cum, honey! Oh shit, it feels so good creaming my cunt! Shoot it, baby! Flood my cunt with that hot juice!"

Phil was humping into her as hard and fast as he could, his cock spitting out thick wads of spunk on every stroke. He buried his cock to the balls and collapsed on top of his mother, his ass still jerking, driving his cock into her pussy with short, stabbing strokes. His cum was spurting directly against the mouth of her womb, and he could feel her cervix massaging his cockhead as his jizz spat from it.

"That's it, baby. Empty your balls in my pussy. Mom's loves her big dicked baby's cum filling her cunt so much! Oh god, Phil, your cocks feel so good in my pussy! It's so long and fat! I've never had a cock as big as yours in me before!"

Her son finally let his ass slow to a stop, and just laid on her, his cock twitching and jerking in her cream soaked cunt, still spitting out the last of his load. 

Lois was stroking him softly, planting soft kisses on his face, neck and shoulders. Purring happily in his ear, she held him as he came down from his climax.

"I can't breathe, honey," she whispered to her son after a couple minutes. "But I don't want you to take your cock out yet. Can you roll us over?"

He nodded into her neck, and wrapped his arms tighter around her. He rocked back and forth a couple times, then flipped them over quickly, his cock barely moving from her pussy. He stretched out on his back, letting his legs fall open, then opened his eyes and looked up at his mother.

"Pillow."

Raising up on her elbows, she looked down at him.

"What?"

"Put a pillow under my head...slave."

She grabbed a pillow and slid it under his head as her raised it for her. Then she squeezed her cunt muscles around his cock, feeling it softening inside her. She knew she wouldn't be able to move around much, for fear that it might slip out of her.

"Slave, huh? Lemme tell you something Mr. Soontobe Limp Dick! You ain't nowhere near as good as you think you are! I've got my work cut out for me if I decide to let you keep fucking me! You got a lot to learn, let me tell you!"

"Don't count me out yet, Mom." he muttered, his eyes closing as he lay back, savoring the moment. "You forget that I'm a teenager, at the peak of my sexual prowess. My powers of recovery will astound you!"

"Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it!" she said as she laid her head on his chest.

They laid quietly for a few minutes, and Lois noticed her son's breathing becoming deep and regular. She thought he had fallen asleep, but his cock hadn't gotten soft inside her. If anything, it had gotten harder. She raised her head and looked at him.

"Phil?"

"Yeah, Mom?" he answered, almost on the edge of sleep.

"Um, your dick is still hard, honey." she said. 

Her pussy muscles squeezed around his stiff cock again, making her clasping cunt channel suck on it rhythmically. She moved her hips slowly on top of him, letting him feel her juice filled pussy slide up and down over his throbbing cock meat.

"I noticed that too." he said, flexing his groin muscles so his prick swelled and twitched inside her.

"Oooooohhhh! Do that again!" she giggled. "That felt good!"

Tightening his groin muscles again, he made his cock jerk and pulse inside her. She was squirming on top of him, and his hips humped up at her lazily, making their loins slide sloppily against each other.

"I guess this means we're ready for round three?"

"I guess so." she said, smiling down at him. "And I see what you mean about your powers of recovery! I think I'm going to like this live-in stud thing!"

His hands came up and caressed her cheeks, then pulled her face down to his. Their lips met in a soft kiss that quickly escalated into a full blown spit swapping contest.

Lois ground her lips against her son's, her tongue darting into his mouth, then retreating as his tongue invaded her mouth in return. She was humping her pussy on his stiff cock again, feeling it slip and slide through of her quivering cuntlips, making a fresh flood of pussy juice pour down around the length of his shaft.

Phil lay under her, letting herself fuck his cock, enjoying the way she was squirming and writhing on top of him. He liked the way her petite body felt pressed against his. Reaching down, he grabbed the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them in his hands, massaging the tight round globes with his fingers.

He turned his head, breaking their kiss for a moment as he brought one hand up to his face. He slipped two fingers into his mouth, sucking on them for a moment, covering them with his saliva. He pressed his lips back to his mother's as he moved his hand back down, easing it into the crack of her ass.

"Oooooohhhh!" his mother gasped as she felt his spit slickened fingers press against her asshole. She kept kissing him eagerly as she felt his fingers tracing slow circles around her tight, wrinkled ass ring.

When Phil thought he'd wet her asshole enough, he eased one finger inside slowly. He stopped when he had it in to the first knuckle, twisting it back and forth slowly, lubing her asshole up with his spit.

Lois humped her ass back at his finger, tightening, then relaxing her asshole around it. Her pussy tunnel spasmed around his cock, and a shiver ran through her as she felt him pressing his finger deeper.

"Oh shit, baby!" she grunted, still kissing his sloppily. "That feels really good! Oh fuck, stick it in deeper! Stick your whole finger up my ass! Oh god, move your cock too! Fuck my pussy while you fingerfuck my asshole!"

Phil started humping his cock up into her cunt chute, digging his finger into her asshole at the same time. He kept pressing it deeper, not stopping until it was buried to the root in her quaking ass guts.

His mother whimpered as he held his finger deep in her asshole. She raised up and spat on her fingers, then reached back and smeared it around over her asshole. When he pulled his finger slowly from her tightly clenched ass ring, she smeared it all over his finger too.

"Pu...push it back in, honey." she panted, plastering her mouth back against his, her tongue dive bombing back into his throat passionately. Her ass was humping onto his finger as he pressed it into her asshole again. Her legs shook as she pumped her pussy up and down on his cock, picking up speed, starting to cum on the dual invasion of her hot little fuck holes.

Her son felt her cunt sucking and squeezing around his cock, and realized that she was cumming again. He started fucking her faster, his cock pulling out till just the fat knob was trapped between her puffy pussylips, then slamming it back in to the balls. He fucked her hard and fast as he stroked his finger into her asshole at the same pace.

He let his finger slip from her ass, making his mother groan at the loss. Pressing two fingers together, he twisted them back and forth against her wrinkled ass ring, forcing them inside, then started pumping them in and out, stretching her ass tunnel around them.

"Unh! Easy, honey!" she grunted. "Let me get used to it first! Oh shit! That fucking hurts! Oh god!"

Her asshole clenched and spasmed around his stiffened digits, and she whined pitifully as he pressed them deeper. The pain was fading slowly, and she wiggled her hips, pushing her ass down onto his fingers.

"Go slow, honey. But give me a little more now...Mmmmmmm, that's better. I think you can go a little faster now."

Phil pumped his fingers in a little deeper, pulled them almost all the way out, then back in again. He fucked his fingers into her asshole faster, his cock still moving smoothly in her pussy hole. He was panting into her mouth, kissing her as he filled both her holes.

"Pu...put them in al...all the way, honey. Stick them in all the way and hold them inside me! Oh shit! It feels good now. No! Don't move them, just hold them in me! I'll be ready to take your cock faster if you just hold them inside me like that!"

Phil held his fingers buried to the knuckles in her spasming ass channel, wiggling them back and forth inside her. He was fucking his cock in and out of her at the same time, and he felt her cunt creaming around his cockshaft again.

"Cum, Mom," he grunted as he fucked his cock up into her faster. "Go ahead and cum on my cock before I stick it up your ass!"

"Wh...what the fu...fuck are you talking about?" she gasped. 

Her pussy was moving up and down smoothly on his cock, her asshole clenching and relaxing rhythmically around his fingers. She giggled as she looked down at him.

"I...I've been cumming since you touched my asshole! Nunh! Shit! I think I'm ready for it now. Come on, let's do it! Fuck my little asshole with your big cock, baby!"

She slid up over his body, groaning as his cock slipped from her pussy, then scrambled over onto the bed, getting up onto her knees and reaching back to spread her asscheeks with her fingers.

"Come on, honey!" she whined, looking back at him over her shoulder. "Stick your dick in my asshole! I want it in me! I want you to fuck my hot little asshole for me!"

Unable to resist the sight of her ass spread wide in front of him, her juicy pussy dripping right beneath it, Phil rolled up on his knees behind her and grabbed her asscheeks, holding them open as he pressed his face into her musky smelling asscrack. His tongue lashed out, lapping and laving at the tight, wrinkled ring of her ass pucker, them dipped inside, slurping up her ass juices as he sucked at her asshole.

"Oh fuck, baby! Lick Mom's asshole! Stick your fucking tongue up my ass and rim me. Nunh! it feels so fucking good! Don't stop! Keep licking me!"

Phil munched at her asshole eagerly, his tongue probing deep in her spasming shitter. He pulled back, puckering his lips against her ass ring, and spat into her shit chute, forcing his saliva up inside her. He leaned back and looked at her dripping asshole, then leaned back in, running his tongue up the length of her ass crack one last time.

"Time for the main attraction, Mom!" he grunted as he raised up behind her, shuffling forward, holding his cock in his fist. He aimed it at the tiny wrinkled ring of her asshole. "Ready to take my cock up your hot little ass?"

"Oh god, yes!" she panted. 

Dropping her shoulders onto the bed, and raising her ass up as high as she could, she spread her asscheeks wider, wiggling her hips, eagerly awaiting the invasion of her son's humongous hunk of cock meat.

Phil pressed the tip of his cock against the tightly muscled ring of her asshole, leaning forward, bringing his free hand up and grabbing onto her shoulder with it. He started pushing, forcing the fat knob of his cock into the tight opening of her ass, watching in amazement as his cockhead spread the clenched ring slowly, then finally popped through. Her ass ring closed around his cockkknob, and he held it there, shuddering as he felt her inner muscles spasming and sucking around it.

"S...so b...big! Oh fuck, it feels so big in my asshole!" his mother groaned. 

Her legs were shaking as wiggled her ass around on his cockhead. Her ass muscles tightened and relaxed unconsciously, milking his cockknob rhythmically. Hunching her hips back at him, she felt more of his meaty cockstalk plow up her asshole.

"Stick it in, baby! Come on, stick that fat fucking cock up my asshole and fuck me with it!" she whimpered. "I want it! I want your big dick reaming out my asshole, honey! Oh please! Fuck meeeeeee!"

Phil let go of his cock and put both hands on her hips, pulling her back slowly as he eased more of his cock into her ass channel. He started stroking in and out slowly, pulling back till just the head was inside her, then pressing forward, feeding more of his throbbing meat into her quaking ass guts. He had almost half his cock inside her now, and she was gasping and moaning under him, begging him for more. 

Lois moved her hands under her body, one moving to cup her tits, and the other making a beeline for her throbbing clit bud. She mashed her clit under her fingers, and her body shook from a sudden burst of ecstasy. She knew she wouldn't be able to stay up on her knees like this when he started fucking her, so she grabbed a pillow and pulled it under her hips, letting her body fall down onto it.

Her son lost his balance as she dropped out from under him, and he came crashing down on top of her, her cock plowing full length into her tightly sucking asshole, knocking the wind out of her. 

"Oooommmph!" she grunted as he fell on top of her. She squealed as she felt the bowel filling bulk of his cock slam into her quivering ass tunnel, and she arched her ass up at him, welcoming the sudden intrusion for his enormous cockstalk.

"Oh yeah! Now fuck me with it baby! It feels like you got it in to the balls! And I fucking love it!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Fuck your Mom's hot little asshole. Come on, fuck the shit out of me, baby! I want it so bad!"

Listening to her babbling like a sex crazed slut was driving her son out of his mind. He started humping on top of her, feeding his fat cock into her asshole in long, tip to root lunges. Every time she squealed her delight, he increased the power of his strokes, until he was ramming his cock up her ass as hard and as fast as he could.

"Oh god! Oh fuck! Give it to me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck mmeeeeee!" she squealed as she felt her asshole cumming around his pile driving prickshaft.

She spread her legs wider, opening herself up for his heaving cockshaft as she ground her ass up at him eagerly. Her fingers strummed across her clit non-stop, keeping her at a fevers pitch of orgasm as her son fucked her ass like a wild man.

Phil slid his hands under her, squeezing her tits roughly as he pounded his cock in and out of her asshole. he was gasping and panting in her ear, his hot breath burning her skin.

"G...gooonnna, unh! Oh fuck! gonna shoot, Mom. Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum in your asshole, Mom. Oh fuck, here it cuuuuummmmmmmsss!"

Hot spunk spurted from his piss slit in mid-stroke, spewing deep into her spasming ass channel. Jet after jet of scalding hot jizz erupted from his winking piss hole, flooding her bowels. 

"Yeeesssss!" she screamed as she felt his hot cum pouring into her aching ass channel. "Shoot your cum in my asshole, baby! Oh no, don't stop fucking me! Gimme all that hot cum, but don't stop fucking me, honey! Pump Mom's asshole full of jizz! Come on! Fuck me! Fuck me and dump your load up my ass!"

He was shooting thick wads of cloying cock cream in her asshole, and he could feel it dripping out of her twitching ass pucker around his cock as he plowed it in and out of her brutally. He was gripping her tits tightly, her nipples poking between his fingers as he ground his hips down at her ass.

It felt like his cockhead was going to explode in her hotly sucking asshole, his cock was throbbing so hard. He whined in his throat as he felt the almost painful spasms in his cock easing, the flow of cum spurting from his piss slit slowing to a dribbling ooze. He collapsed on top of her, his cock still buried to the balls in her ass.

"So good. Oh my god! Your cock feels so good in my asshole, honey!" she panted, grinding and wiggling her hips up at him. " Don't take it out yet! Oh fuck! I love the way your fat fucking cock feels filling my horny little asshole!"

Her fingers were still flailing away on her clit, and she moved her other hand down, stuffing three fingers into her gaping cunt gash. She started fucking them in and out as hard and fast as she could, writhing spastically under her son's sweat covered body.

Raising up on his elbows and knees, Phil kept his cock buried to the root in her hungrily sucking ass passage. Squeezing her tits in his hands, he pinched her nipples between his fingers as she twitched and spasmed under him.

"That's right, Mom. Milk it out, cum all over my fucking cock." he whispered, licking the dainty curve of her ear, then nibbling on the fleshy lobe. "Do it for me. Cum on my cock like a good little slut. Suck your son's dick with your jizzy asshole!"

Hot tears burst from Lois's eyes and streamed down her cheeks as an orgasm unlike anything she'd ever experienced surged through her, overwhelming her senses. Her body shivered and shook uncontrollably, her asshole sucking and quivering around his enormous cock meat. Finally, unable to grasp what was happening to her, she felt the world go black around her.

Phil felt his mother's body go limp beneath him, and he looked at her face carefully, searching for signs of distress. He could see that she was breathing steadily, so as gently as he could, he eased his cock out of her, smiling as a faint whimper escaped her lips. He moved onto the bed next to her, and cradled her small body against his, waiting patiently for her to come around again.

Lois felt her son's strong arms holding her gently, and heard his soft words as he whispered in her ear before she opened her eyes. She turned her head, looking back over her shoulder at him, smiling when her kissed her cheek lightly.

Closing her eyes, she snuggled closer, bringing his hand up to her lips and kissing his fingers.

"H...How long..."

"A couple of minute's maybe. No more than five. I really wasn't watching the clock, you know? You gonna be okay?"

"I...I think so." she said, moving his arm and trying to sit up. "But I really have to pee."

She grunted as she rolled over to the edge of the bed, then swung her legs over the edge. Her feet hit the floor with a dull thud. Her head was spinning, and she didn't appear to have control of her body yet.

"Help me, honey." she whined, waving her arm in his direction. "Help me get up, or I'm gonna pee all over your bed. I really have to go!"

Phil laughed and slid off the end of the bed, coming around to stand in front of her. He leaned down, wrapping his arms around her, and lifted her to her feet. She started to sink toward the floor as he released her, so he turned her around in his arms, holding her up as they walked toward the door.

At the doorway, Lois grabbed onto the frame, steadying herself, and leaned back into her son's chest.

"I...I think I'm good now. Turn me loose and let's see what happens."

Phil relaxed his grip on her, but kept his arms around her, and she stayed on her feet, swaying slightly.

"Okay. Kiss me goodnight, baby. I'm gonna sleep in my own bed if you don't mind."

"Okay, Mom." he laughed, kissing her softly on the cheek. "Don't forget to pee. In the toilet. In the bathroom. I'll check on you in a little while if you don't mind."

"Thass fine, honey." she mumbled as she staggered into hall, holding on to the wall to support herself.

Phil watched as she made her way slowly down the hall, and into the bathroom. Grinning like an idiot, he flopped on his bed and reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the roach and his phone. He started flipping through the pictures he'd taken as he lit the joint again.




Tales of Lustville Scene 05



Scene Five

Tracy, Kyle, Lois & Phil

Her mouth hanging open in disbelief from what she was hearing, Tracy listened spellbound to Lois's voicemail. She listened all the way through the message, then listened to it again. And again. She was about to replay it for a third time when she decided it might be more fun to get all the nasty details from her friend, live.

She hit Lois's picture on her speed dial and waited impatiently for her to pick up. When the call went to voicemail, she hung up and redialed, cursing under her breath when it went to voicemail again. She sat the phone down on the kitchen table, pacing back and forth, then decided to make a pot of coffee before she tried calling again.

She filled the decanter, taking her time as she poured the water into the back of the coffee machine, then took the basket out and rinsed it in the sink, put a fresh filter in, carefully measured out the coffee, and hit the start button.

She walked over to the table, picked up her phone, and looked at the clock on it. Two minutes had passed.

"Shit!" she muttered.

She pulled up her voicemail again, and saw that Lois's message came in at two forty-two A.M. She looked at the clock and saw that it was a little after ten thirty now. She hit the redial button again.

The phone rang once, twice, then Lois's groggy voice was whining in her ear.

"WHAT? What is so FUCKING important that you have to call me at...what the hell time is it? Who is this anyway?"

"You little slut," Tracy laughed, sitting down at the table and leaning back in her chair. "I knew you were gonna fuck him! I just knew it! As soon as I saw how that bare beaver made you look, and the way you played with your pussy when you talked to him! Oh Phil, I'm just like those little teenage nymphos you're always sticking your big dick in. Wanna fuck me instead? Come on girlfriend, details. I want it all."

Lois groaned and laughed at the same time. Her head was killing her, and her body was sore, but all in all, she actually felt pretty good after everything she'd been through in the last twenty-four hours. 

"Mmmmmmm, come over and eat my pussy for me, and I'll tell you all about it." she tried to purr, but it came out as a husky rasp.

"No way!" Tracy laughed, jumping up out of her chair and walking into the living room, plopping down on the couch and leaning back against the arm rest. "Your pussy probably smells like a swamp by now. How about I let you fuck Kyle instead?"

Lois sat bolt upright in her bed, unable to believe what her friend had just suggested.

"Are you serious?" she asked. 

"Sure," Tracy answered casually. "I mean, that's what friends are for right? Besides, you're probably not gonna let me fuck Phil unless I let Kyle pound your little pee hole, so it all comes out in the wash. Or somewhere. Anyway, I'm sure we can find enough holes between us for them both to cum in."

Lois fell back on her bed, kicking her feet in the air with delight.

"Oooooohhhh, you are so naughty!" she giggled into the phone. "I knew there was a reason I liked you. How do you wanna do this?"

"Well, my living room is bigger, and I like my couches better than yours, they're bigger and softer, ya know? Oh, you don't mind fucking in front of an audience do you? God, I hope not! I really wanna see Kyle slamming his big dick into your hot little cunt, sweetie. That would make me so hot!"

"I...I never did it in front of anyone before," Lois stammered. "But I guess I'm gonna have to. I mean, How else are we gonna get their cocks hard after they fuck us, if we don't let them watch us lez out a little? How do you think they're gonna react when they see us munch each others pussies after they fill us full of cum?"

Tracy laughed happily. She hadn't considered that possibility. An image popped into her head, making her gasp as her pussy quivered and juiced suddenly.

"I think we may both end up with a cock up our asses while we eat each other out is how they'll react. Even if we have to suggest it!"

"Oh shit, Tracy! this is so exciting!" Lois said, fantasizing about what she wanted to happen. "When do you want to do this, tonight?"

"Are you crazy? There's no way I'm going to be able to wait that long!" Tracy laughed, hopping up off the couch and walking back into the kitchen. "I was thinking around noon," she said as she poured a cup of coffee. "That should give us time to get cleaned up, get the boys outta bed, and get them cleaned up, maybe sneak in a quickie..."

"Okay, babe." Lois said, sliding off the bed and walking into the bathroom. She turned on the shower, and looked at herself in the mirror, grimacing at her reflection. "Anything I should bring? Besides me...and Phil's dick, of course."

"God, we turned you into a little slut overnight, didn't we? No, I've got snacks here, and plenty of booze. You can bring any toys you like...and pornos. You got any porn flix? I'm sure the boys will have some, at least I hope they do."

"Well," Lois said slowly, her mind flipping back to the pictures Phil had taken of her the night before. "I was thinking we could make our own porno. Don't ask, I'll explain it when I see you. I'm gonna hop in the shower. Talk to you in a bit, babe. Kisses!"

* * * * *

Tracy went down the hall to Kyle's room, flipped on the light and walked over to his bed. She sat on the edge of the mattress, and ran her hand over his smooth, muscular chest. Her hand stroked slowly back and forth, and she started to move her fingers down, but stopped herself. As much as she'd love to feel his huge cock pounding into her pussy, she thought it would be better if she let him save his strength, and his load, for Lois. She figured he was going to need it.

She shook him instead, smiling down at him as he squeezed one eye open and looked up at her.

"Time to get up sleepy head. I need to ask you something."

"What?" he asked, scooting up on the bed and leaning back against the headboard. He rubbed his eyes, then shook his head. Finally he looked at her, his eyes roaming over her body. He could feel his cock hardening just from looking at her.

"How would you feel about some fresh pussy?" she asked him bluntly.

"Sounds good to me," he said, starting to sit up. "It looks like you already had a shower, let me brush my teeth, and I'll be ready to go!"

She laughed as she pushed him back down on the bed, smiling and shaking her head.

"Maybe I put that wrong. Lemme try again. How would you like some NEW pussy? You know, not mine. And one I know for sure you haven't dipped your wick in already."

He looked at her for a minute, not sure where she was going with this. But the idea of another piece of ass to dump his load in sure was tempting.

"You need to give me more than that, Mom." he said slowly. Sitting up, he crossed his legs and looked at her. "Here's a few of the many questions that spring to mind. Do I know her, am I gonna have to seduce her, this a one on one thing, or are we talking threeso...holy shit, Mom! Did you tell someone about us?"

She put her fingers to his lips, shaking her head.

"Okay, maybe I handled this wrong. Tell you what, get up and get showered, a shave wouldn't hurt either. I'll be in the kitchen when you're ready. In the meantime, let your imagination run wild."

When Kyle walked into the kitchen fifteen minutes later, his mother was sitting at the table, drinking a cup of coffee.

"It's still hot," she said. "I just made it a little while ago."

"Kewl," he said, walking over and pouring a cup. 

His mother grimaced as he heaped spoons full of sugar into it, then got the milk from the fridge, and poured in a big dollop. She wondered why he bothered. She followed the truckers' credo, if it ain't black, it ain't coffee.

"Okay, Mom." he said, leaning back in his chair. "What have you got cooked up for me now?"

She liked the way he put his question to her. It meant he was open to her ideas.

"Well, I was wondering if you'd like to fuck my friend Lois. Today. And yes, I told her about us, and yes, I'll be there. What do you think? Do you like her? I think she's hot myself."

"I think she's hot too! Damn, a threesome with both of you? Count me in!"

He stopped and thought about it for a moment, and some of the light went out of his eyes.

"Are you sure she'd wanna do it with me? I mean, her son is my a..."

"Yes, she's interested," She said, cutting him off before he could turn the subject to Phil. She wanted to keep that little tidbit as a surprise. "We talked about it this morning, and she's hot for you. I mean really hot. I'm pretty sure you're gonna have a good time!"

"Okay, so when is this gonna happen? And what abou..."

She cut him off again before he could bring up Lois's son. She wanted to keep his mind off of him.

"She'll be here around noon, so we need to straighten up a little, and I want to make up some snacks and stuff. Is there anything special you'd like? Try to keep the list easy and short."

"No, nothing special. I like most of the finger foods and stuff you usually lay out for parties." He stood up and walked over to the doorway, looking into the living room. "Why don't you get started on the food, and I'll straighten up the living room, and maybe run the vacuum. I guess, I better make sure the bathroom is clean too."

"Come over here, Kyle." she said in her best motherly voice. "I want to feel your forehead. Are you coming down with something?"

"Awwwww, Mom! I just don't want you to be embarrassed when your friend goes into the bathroom! Give a guy a break!"

"Okay, honey." she said lightly, stepping over and giving him a quick kiss. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight to her, giggling in his ear as she laid her head on his shoulder. "You just surprised me by offering to clean. But I appreciate it."

She stepped back and put her hands on his shoulders, spinning him around and pushing him toward the living room.

"We need to get a move on, it's after eleven already!" 

* * * * *

When Lois hung up the phone, she sat it on the vanity, then stepped in the shower, pressing her hands against the wall and leaning in under the spray, just letting the warm water pound on her shoulders and neck for almost five minutes. 

She stepped back out of the spray, and washed her short hair quickly, shaking her head and running her fingers through it to get the last of the water out. Grabbing the hand shower, she spread her legs and bent her knees, directing the spray onto her pussy. Spreading the soft pink lips with her fingers, she pressed the nozzle against her body, and let the warm water shoot up inside of her, rinsing Phil's cum from her cunt channel.

She slipped her sponge glove onto her hand, and squirted soap on it, then washed herself slowly. She paid extra attention to her pretty pussy slit, like she always did, but skipped her usual morning masturbation session. She knew she'd be cumming more times than she could count today.

She left the soap on her pussy mound, and picked up the razor she'd used yesterday with Tracy. Spreading her legs again, she ran it slowly all over her pussy mound, being careful not to cut herself. When she was done, she put the razor back and rinsed off quickly. Turning off the water, she opened the shower door and grabbed a towel off the rack, drying herself as she stepped over to the mirror.

Much better, she thought as she looked at her reflection. I actually look alive now. And pretty hot too. Not bad for thirty-four. Striking different poses in front of the mirror, she laughed happily as she finished drying herself.

Flipping her towel up over the back of the bathroom door, she walked into her bedroom, and headed for her closet. She wanted a look to go with her new self image. She picked out five short skirts, a couple of tank tops, and three or four other blouses, and walked back into the bedroom with them.

She spread the clothes across the bed and paced back and forth, picturing possible combinations. She picked up a black tank top and a short, pleated, pink plaid skirt first, and walked over in front of the full length mirror in the corner. She held them up in front of her, looking at herself behind the outfit critically. I like the skirt, but the black tank doesn't work, she thought.

Stepping back over to the bed, she tossed the tank in a heap off to one side, and grabbed different blouse. Going back to the mirror, she held it up with the skirt, shaking her head again. She went through, several different combinations, always liking the little pleated pink plaid best.

Scooping it up off the bed, she grabbed the white tank top, holding them up together in front of the mirror, and grinned at her reflection. 

There it is, she thought to herself. No panties, no bra. Nice to look at, easier to get at.

The faint blush of her rosy pink nipples, and the spiky buds would show clearly through the sheer material. And if it happened to get wet, well, then everything would show.

Spike up the hair, a little blush on the cheeks, and little miss teenage hottie here we come!

Tossing her outfit on the bed, she gathered up the rest of the clothes and took them back into the closet. She was grinning as she walked into the hall. It was time to wake up Phil. 

Lois was wondering how she could make spilling something down her shirt look like an accident as she went into her son's room. She crawled into bed with him, snuggling up close against his back, and kissing him lightly on his shoulder. When he didn't stir, she reached over him, wrapped her hand around his cock, and started stroking it, smiling as it started hardening slowly.

Phil stirred in his sleep as she stroked his cock, and finally opened his eyes, groaning as he rolled over and started to sit up. His mother pushed him back down, laying her head on his chest, watching her hand as she jerked it up and down on his cock.

"Mmmmmmm, that feels good, Mom." he grunted. "You looking to get an early start on the day? What time is it anyway?"

"About eleven, I think." she said absentmindedly, moving her hand off his cock and cupping his balls in her hand. She hefted his wrinkled sac in her palm, moving his balls around with her fingers, almost as is she was trying to judge how full they were. Her fingers moved up and wrapped in a loose ring at the top of his sac, alternately squeezing and tugging on his swollen scrotum. She turned and looked back up at his face, a sly smile on her lips.

"What are you up to, Mom?" he asked her.

"You wanna go fuck Tracy with me?" she asked him, watching his face closely for his reaction. The answer came from the other direction though, as his balls quivered under her fingers, and she felt his cock throb powerfully against the back of her hand.

She looked down at his cock, seeing that it was now standing up stiffly in a full blown hard-on. She looked back at his face and grinned.

"I'll take that as a yes." she giggled.

She let go of his balls and rolled off the bed, walking toward the door.

"Why don't you get up and hop in the shower, and I'll put a pot of coffee on for us."

She stopped at the door and looked back at him. 

"Oh, is pussy ok with you for breakfast?" she asked, wiggling her naked ass at him as she pranced out the door.

Phil walked into the kitchen twenty minutes later, still drying his hair. He'd pulled on a pair of shorts, but that was all. He grinned when he saw his mother sitting naked at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of coffee.

"Oh hi, honey." she said as she slid down in her chair, spreading her pussylips with her fingers. "You ready for breakfast? I've been keeping a little something warm for you!"

He laughed as he walked over to the refrigerator and opened the door, bending down to look inside. He liked this new side of her he was seeing. Aside from the obvious benefits, it looked like she was actually having fun, and it made him feel good to see her like this.

He looked around in the fridge for a minute, finally finding what he was looking for. When he closed the door, he was holding a can of whipped cream in his hand. Shaking the can as he moved over in front of his mother's chair, he dropped to his knees, and popped the top off the can.

His mother was giggling as she watched him point the nozzle at her pussy, she shivered when he sprayed a thin line of the sticky foam over her cunt slit. 

"Oooooohhhh! That's cold, honey!" she whined, reaching for his head, to draw him closer. "Can you think of anyway to warm it up for me?"

"Now that you mention it, I think I can." he laughed. He put his hands on the insides of her thighs and pressed his mouth to her foam covered cunt slit, running his tongue up the length of it, slurping up the whip cream as he went.

"Mmmmmmm, that's nice." she purred, resting her hand on the back of his head. "Tell me something, honey. Will those phones do video too? I mean, you took some really clear pictures of me last night. Could we make movie clips too?"

"Sure," he said, planting soft fluttery kisses all over her pouting pussylips. He sat back a little, his lips inches from her pussy as he went on. "With a full charge, and the memory cards we have, we can shoot almost four hours of HD quality video. Or we can set the phones up to send a live stream to either, or both of our laptops, then we don't have to worry about memory, just how long the batteries last. We can even have multiple streams coming in. You thinking what I think you're thi..."

"I sure am!" she giggled, pulling his mouth back against her pussy mound. "Now finish your breakfast!"

He dove back in, sucking her pussylips into his mouth as his tongue squirmed up inside her juicy little cunt hole, licking and slurping up her tangy nectar as it drooled from the tight opening.

Lois moaned, throwing her head back, and she saw the clock on the microwave out of the corner of her eye. It was already past eleven-thirty.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry, honey, but we really don't have time for this! It's later than I thought!"

She stood up, stepping over his head and ran over to the sink. She snatched a paper towel off the roll and wet it from the tap, then scrubbed the rest of the whipped cream from her pussylips.

"Come on, Phil! Go get some clothes on!" she said, dashing down the hall towards her bedroom. "I still have to get dressed, and do my hair! And you have to show me how to do the video thing with the phones!"

* * * * *

Half an hour later, Lois arrived at Tracy's house, alone. Phil was going to follow her in a few minutes, he was setting up their computers to capture the video they would be sending from their phones. He'd already configured their phones for video messaging, so all his mother would have to do is put them in place, start the cameras, and press SEND.

Lois pulled her friend off to the side, away from Kyle. 

"What kind of phones do you and Kyle have?" she asked quietly. 

"You know, one of those new multimedia things. We just got them. I thought I showed it to you. Kyle knows more about them than I do." Tracy told her.

"Let me see one," Lois said, and followed as Tracy turned and walked toward her bedroom. 

In her bedroom, Tracy picked up her phone off the nightstand, and handed it to her.

"Oh, that's perfect, me and Phil have this same phone. Where's Kyle's?"

"Probably in his bedroom. Why?"

"Don't ask so many questions! Just go get it, and meet me in the living room."

Tracy shrugged and walked out of the room, Lois followed her, but turned the other way, toward the living room.

She took the three phones she had and placed them around the room. She brought the camera up on all three, pressed RECORD, then SEND, glad that Phil had setup the video messaging on theirs before she left the house. She made sure they were also set for save to memory like Phil had shown her as she put them in place. She had to setup the messaging on Tracy's phone manually, but copying it from hers was easier than she expected. She had just finished, and was standing in the middle of the room looking around when Tracy walked in.




Tales of Lustville Scene 05



"Here it is," she said, holding Kyle's phone out to her. "What are you doing with them?"

"Don't worry about it. We'll show you later, and I promise, you'll love it!" she laughed lightly, pushing her friend toward the doorway. "Now go do whatever you were doing in the kitchen, I'll be with you in a minute."

She waited till Tracy turned the corner into the kitchen, and setup the last phone quickly, then put it in the place she'd already picked out. When she was satisfied it was positioned right, she turned and looked around the room again. The phones were out of eyeshot unless you were looking for them, but they each had a clear view of a section of the room. No matter what happened, one of them would catch it and record it.

Smiling happily, she skipped out of the room, putting a straight look on her face as she strolled into the kitchen and leaned against one of the counters, trading small talk with Tracy.

A few minutes later, Phil knocked on the back door, then opened it and stuck his head in. 

"Hi!" he said, "Am I too late for the party?"

Kyle did a double take when his friend showed up. He didn't have any idea of what to expect now. He was starting to worry that he wasn't going to get to fuck Lois today after all.

Phil was surprised to see Kyle, but didn't let his presence bother him. He figured the two horny mother's had planned it like this, and decided to just go with the flow.

"So, have you eaten anything yet, Phil?" Tracy asked as she moved around the kitchen, setting out snacks and pulling bottles out from under the counter. "I can make you something real easy if you want."

"No, that's okay, Mrs. Harris." he said, blushing slightly. 

He looked over at his mother. She just grinned and nodded at him. 

"I had shaved beaver with whipped cream for breakfast." 

Tracy laughed, throwing Lois a meaningful look, and went back to setting up the bar.

"Oh, you should let my mom make the margaritas. She makes 'em killer!" he added casually.

Kyle had just taken a sip of his drink, and coughed harshly, spraying coke all over the front of his shirt.

"Dude, seriously?" he asked, when he'd recovered well enough to speak. "You too?"

Phil nodded, grinning at him. They bumped fists and started to move into the living room to trade stories.

Phil looked at his mother over Kyle's shoulder, and gave her a thumbs up sign behind his back.

Lois nodded and smiled, glad that she had done everything right. Before the boys could leave the room, she spoke up.

"Kyle?" Lois said softly.

"Yeah, Mrs. Parker?" he said turning to look at her.

"Okay, first off, I'm Lois, and she's Tracy. Enough of this Mrs. bullshit!" 

She looked over at her son. 

"You still call me Mom."

"Ditto," Tracy said behind her.

She stepped over and stood in front of Kyle, her firm, apple sized tits pressing into his chest. She looked up into his face, smiling slyly. "And second, your mom says you've got a really big dick. Can I see it?"

"Um, I..." he said, blushing furiously. 

He knew what was supposed to happen today, but this was his friend's mom, and he was standing right next to him. 

She took a couple of steps back, her hands dropping down and grasping the hem of her short skirt. She had one foot raised slightly, just the toes resting on the floor, and her arms were squeezing her tits together as she held them in front of her. She looked like a schoolgirl asking for some candy.

"If I show you my pussy, will you show me your dick?" she asked in her best little girl voice, wiggling her hips teasingly as she smiled at him.

Phil lean close to Kyle's ear. 

"Do it, dude! It's worth it. I mean, look at her! She's fucking hot!"

Kyle looked back over his shoulder at his friend, shocked that he'd say something like that about his own mom. Phil just grinned at him and nudged him with his shoulder, nodding toward his mother.

"Well, Kyle? Do you want to see my pussy or don't you?" she pouted.

He nodded quickly, his head bobbing up and down like bobble head doll.

Lois looked him in the eyes as she slowly raised her skirt, baring her shaved pussy mound for him. She held her skirt up, twisting her hips back and forth. Her eyes flicked to his crotch, and she could see his cock swelling under his loose shorts.

"Your turn, Kyle." she whispered huskily, her eyes locked on his crotch.

Kyle just stood there, staring at her pretty little shaved beaver. 

"Oh, for god's sake, Kyle! What gotten into you?" Tracy laughed.

She stepped up behind Lois, wrapped her arms around the smaller woman, and kissed her softly on the neck. She cupped one of her tits in one hand, while her other hand slid down between her legs, her fingers dipping into the cream soaked crease of her cunt. 

"It's just a pussy!" she said lightly, "Oh wow! A really wet pussy..." 

She raised her fingers to her mouth and licked at them, her eyes on Phil as she slipped them into her mouth. 

"Mmmmmmm, tasty too. Now come on, Kyle! Whip it out before she rapes you!"

She looked back over at Phil standing next to her son. 

"You too, stud muffin! Show us the goods!"

Phil grinned, shoving his shorts down over his hips, and stepping out of them. He kicked them to the side and spread his legs a little wider, then leaned back and pushed his hips out toward her, letting her see his already hard cock sticking up from his crotch.

"Nice." she said, her breathing getting heavier suddenly. "Remind me to get up close and personal with that thing later."

Then she leaned down and whispered in Lois's ear.

Lois grinned, and sauntering sexily, walked over and dropped to her knees in front of Kyle, her hands coming up and grasping the waistband of his shorts. 

"I really want to see your cock, Kyle." she said, breathing hard, her warm breath washing over his now stone hard cock. She pulled his shorts down slowly, watching wide eyed as first his curly crotch hairs, then the thick root of his cock slowly came into view.

Phil stepped up behind Kyle and jerked his shorts down quickly, making his cock spring up, so it bounced up and down in front of Lois's face. Then he moved around till he was standing beside Kyle, and looked down at his friend's cock.

"It doesn't look any bigger than mine," he said. He looked up, a shit eating grin on his face. "What do you think Tracy?"

"I'll have to let you know after I've tried them both on for size, fit, endurance." she said, finishing up the last tray she was working on.

"I like 'em both," Lois whispered. 

She was reaching up, moving to wrap her fingers around both cocks, when Tracy spoke up.

"Hold your horses there, sweetie. We've got all day for that." 

She waved toward the counter. 

"Right now, everybody get something to drink, and grab a bowl or a tray, and let's move this party into the living room where we can be comfortable."

A few minutes later, they were all settled comfortably in the living room. The boys had taken off their shirts and were lounging naked on the couches. Tracy was sitting next to Phil, and Lois was on the other couch with Kyle.

"Well," Tracy said lightly. "We've seen what you guys have. Which one of us do you two want to see naked first, Me?" 

She posed quickly, doing her best porn star on the casting couch look. Then she flipped her hand out toward Lois with a flourish. 

"Or our resident nymphette?"

Both boys pointed at their friend's mothers.

"Um, Tracy?" Lois said as she stood up and spun around, making her short skirt flair up over her waist, showing off her hairless little pussy, and her tight round ass. "I don't want to take my clothes off. You can see and get to everything that matters. And I just feel so sexy like this."

She turned around and bent over, her short skirt pulling up over her asscheeks, her puffy pussylips peeking out from between her thighs, glistening with the pearly juices dripping from her. She looked at Kyle through her wide spread legs.

"What do you think Kyle?"

Tracy lean closer to Phil, her hand dropping down and wrapping around his cock.

"If she did that to me, I'd already have my face buried in that juicy little beaver. I don't know what's gotten in to him. He's never like this with those little sluts he brings home."

Phil laughed, nodding his agreement. He turned and looked at her. 

"I have something I think might help him relax a little." he said. "Mom, Kyle, why don't you two come over here for a minute."

He reached down and picked his shorts up off the floor, digging in the pocket for a moment. When he sat up, he was holding a small, rolled up baggie and a lighter.

"I only brought six," he said as he opened the baggie and pulled out a joint. He handed it to Tracy. "I hope that's gonna be enough."

"Is this pot?" she asked him, holding it up to her nose and sniffing it. "Damn, I haven't done this in years." 

Phil flicked the lighter and held it out for her.

"Time to catch up then, huh?"

She laughed and nodded as she lit the joint, then took a big hit off of it, and handed it back to him.

Lois jumped up and down in front of the other couch, clapping her hands with delight. 

Kyle's eyes never left her jiggling asscheeks.

"Oh goodie," she twittered, "I was hoping you brought some!"

She grabbed Kyle's hand and tugged at him, making him follow her across the room. She sat cross legged at her son's feet, and patted the floor in front of her, indicating where she wanted Kyle to sit.

"Gimme one for me and Kyle," she said to her son, giving him a stage wink. "I want to show him how you taught me to smoke pot!"

Phil grinned at the memory, and handed her a joint and the lighter. Tracy was holding their joint out to him, and as he took it from her, she bent over and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

"Oh shit," He moaned, his hand falling to rest on the back of her head. He leaned back on the couch, closing his eyes and hitting the joint as she bobbed her face up and down on his cock a couple of times.

She sat up just as abruptly as she'd dive bombed onto his dick, but she kept her hand wrapped around his cockshaft. She held her free hand out for the joint and smiled at him.

"I couldn't resist," she laughed, then took a big hit off the joint.

"I didn't mind, honest!" he said, then he looked her up and down, his eyes lingering on her tits. "But if you're gonna keep doing that, and I hope you do, I think you're a little overdressed!"

"You know, I was thinking the same thing myself," she grinned.

Handing the joint back to him, she let go of his cock and pulled her top unceremoniously over her head, letting her big tits bounce free, then she opened the snap on her skirt, tugged the zipper down and wriggled out of it. She tossed both of them both over the back of the couch, leaned back, and laid her head on the arm rest. One leg was dangling off the couch, and she lifted the other up over the back of the couch.

"Whatta ya think? You like?" she asked, stretching her arms up over her head, making her spongy tits stand up high on her chest.

"Me like!" he breathed, licking his lips as her ran his eyes over her firm, lush body. "You mind if I have a taste?"

"I was hoping you'd want to..." she laughed, reaching down and spreading her pussylips with her fingers.

"Let me do that," he said, leaning over and peeling the juice slickened folds of her cunt apart. He looked up at her face, then back down at the neat little landing strip over her pussy mound. "You know, if you tapered the edges here, right where the hair stops at the top of your pussy, it would look like an arrow. Kind of like an 'Insert cock here!' sign."

Tracy rocked her head back and forth, laughing. Her hand dropped onto the back of his head, pulling his mouth down onto her sopping wet cunt slice.

"I like that, maybe I'll get your mom to help me do it later. But what do you say we start with your tongue for now. Get to licking, Phil!"

Phil grunted and plastered his mouth on her cunt slit, his tongue swabbing the fleshy folds as it swept all around. He dragged the nimble labia up through the crease of her pussy, lapping up the tangy juices dribbling out of her. His tongue darted up inside her cunt hole as he moved over it, then continued up, not stopping till he was slapping it back and forth across the pea sized nubbin of her clit.

Tracy moaned and ground her cunt harder against his talented lips and tongue, trying to guide his mouth where she wanted it with her movements. He moved his mouth back down, sucking one puffy pussylip into his mouth, sucking and chewing on it with his lips, then doing the same to its twin. He alternated back and forth, teasing her, then moved his mouth directly over her oozing cuntal opening, and flicked his tongue up inside. 

She jerked, and her pussy hole clenched on his tongue, almost as if trying to drag it up into her. A fresh flood of girl cum poured from her clean shaven slit, and he sucked it eagerly into his mouth.

Running his tongue in slows circles around the tight ring of muscle guarding her cunt channel, he darted it in and out, keeping her off balance with ever changing sensations.

"Oh shit, Phil!" she panted, both hands on his head now as she humped her horny cunt up at his face. "Who taught you how to eat pussy, sweetie? I'm gonna have to send Kyle over to her for lessons. I mean he's good, but jumpin' jesus! You're incredible!"

Phil grinned into her greasy cunt gash, His tongue slurping up her creamy spendings as they drooled out of her. He jammed his tongue as deep as it would go, tilting his head forward at the same time, bringing his nose down onto her clit. Turning his head in short, quick movements, he brushed it back and forth across her sensitive joy button.

Tracy went berserk at this new assault on her senses. He had hit the pussy eating trifecta for her, stroking her clit, tongue fucking her spasming cunt hole, and sucking her off all at the same time. She lay helpless under his eagerly working mouth, fireworks going off behind her eyes as she rocketed up over the crest.

Phil was snuffling and snorting in her sloppy wet slit like a pig hunting for truffles. Every time he turned his head he'd take a quick breath, and every minute or so he'd pull away for a deeper one, then dive right back in. He wasn't showing any signs of stopping his hungry sucking on her creamy cunt slice any time soon.

Wave after wave of orgasm crashed over Tracy, battering her with their power. She'd never met pussy licker as talented as Phil, not even her full blown lesbian lovers in college. He was taking her to new heights, and making her feel things she'd never even imagined were possible. Finally, she couldn't take any more, she was so overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all. Pushing his head away from her abused pussy mound, she held his shoulders to keep him back, and lay gasping for breath.

"St...stop, please...gimme a...a minute," she panted. "L...let me ca...catch my...just, oh my god..."

She raised her head, looking down at him in awe. It took her a minute to get her breathing under control, and when she did, she sat up and pushed him back on the couch. Heaving herself up, she got one knee under her, and crawled over to him, throwing her other leg over his hips.

Phil wrapped one arm around her waist to support her, his other hand holding his cock upright. He scrubbed the fat knob of his cock through her sopping wet slit, stopping when he felt the tight opening settle onto the tip. Leaning forward, he sucked one stiff nipple into his mouth and started nibbling on it lightly.

Tracy eased her ass down, feeling his flexing prickknob punch through the tight ring at the opening of her cunt hole, and slide slowly up into her clasping cunt channel. Moaning happily, she let her ass drop down, sucking the full length of his enormous cock lance into her.

She started bouncing up and down, her legs pumping her pussy tunnel over his deeply embedded man meat, her cunt muscles milking and sucking spastically around its throbbing bulk.

"Sa...same size," she said to herself, unaware that she have spoken aloud.

"I knew that," he muttered onto her nipple, clamping his teeth around it lightly and shaking his head like a dog.

Tracy laughed lightly, holding his head against her fleshy tit mound as she humped her pussy up and down on his cock. She let her head drop down, her forehead resting against his as they thrashed and fucked frantically on the couch.

Down on the floor, Lois handed the joint and the lighter to Kyle.

"You know how to do this, right? Smoke pot I mean."

Kyle nodded, and lit the joint, taking a big hit and holding it in. He felt himself start to relax almost immediately.

"Okay," she said, as she moved back a little ways from the couch to give them room, and stretched out on her back on the floor, reclining on her elbows. "Scoot up here between my legs. You're gonna want to get up over me, so you can blow smoke in my face for me. Do you know what a shotgun is?"

"Yeah," Kyle said, scooting closer. 

He slid up between her legs and leaned down over her, taking a hit off the joint and bringing his face close to hers. He blew a stream of smoke slowly at her face, and she rocked her head from side to side slowly as she inhaled it through her nose.

He looked down over her petite little body, taking in her firm, apple sized tits, her nipples spiking up through her thin tank top, then moving down further, his eyes settling on the short skirt that had fallen down between her legs. His cock throbbed, and twitched as he brought the joint to his lips and took another hit.

Lois exhaled slowly, her eyes on his cock as it bounced between his legs.

"Come closer," she giggled, "I'm not gonna hurt you. And if you get up real close to me, you won't have to lean over as far."

Kyle moved up higher between her legs, stopping when his cock was just brushing against her skirt. He looked down between her legs again, then up at her face.

She was smiling at him

"You wanna see my pretty little pussy again, don't you Kyle?" she giggled "You really like my shaved beaver, huh?"

"Oh yeah!" he grunted, his head nodding up and down rapidly.

She reached down, and started pulling her skirt up slowly, but stopped before her bare beaver came into view.

"Okay, but you gotta promise not to stick that big dick in my tight little pussy if I show it to you. You promise?"

He frowned, but nodded anyway.

She pulled her skirt up suddenly, flipping it up so it lay on her tummy. Her cunt was laid out in front of him, the pale, clean shaven flesh framing the coral pink lips of her pussy. Her moist, puffy labia blossomed like a flower in front of his face. 

"Gimme another hit off that joint, Kyle." she said softly. "Come on down here and light me up."

Kyle looked up at her face, then back at her pussy as he leaned over her, watching as his cockhead got closer and closer to her wide spread pussylips. Taking another hit off the joint, he leaned down, resting on his elbow, bringing his face right over hers as he blew the smoke into her face again.

As she inhaled, Lois closed her legs, holding his hips between her knees, and pulled him forward slowly. The head of his cock pressed against, then started to slip between the puffy lips of her cream soaked cunt slit.

She gasped, and put her hand against his chest in mock distress.

"Kyle!" she whined, looking up at him, her eyes wide. "You promised! You said if I showed you my little pussy, you wouldn't stick it in me!"

"I...I didn't! I mean, it was..." he trailed off, as he felt the pressure of her knees drawing him forward.

"Stop it, Kyle!" she squealed as she started to squirm under him in mock distress, making her juicy cunt hole arch up at his cock, letting more of his meaty shaft slip inside. Her legs were drawing him forward steadily, but she was pretending that she was resisting the whole time.




Tales of Lustville Scene 05



"I...I'm sorry, Lois. Honest I am," he said softly, finally catching on to her game. "I...I just can't help myself!"

He took another hit off the joint, and this time, leaned close and pressed his lips to hers, exhaling as he kissed her. Lois gasped, taking in the smoke as his tongue slipped into her mouth, and he pressed his hips forward, feeding more of his stone hard cock into her clasping cunt channel. He started stroking lazily, grunting softly as her cream soaked cunt sucked and spasmed around his cock.

Her arms slid up around his back as she eased herself down on the floor, drawing him down with her, their tongues dueling back and forth. Breaking the kiss, she turned her head and exhaled the smoke, then whispered in his ear.

"It's about fucking time, honey," she panted softly. "Now gimme that big dick. Stick that fat fucker in my hot little cunt and take me to heaven!"

Kyle started stroking faster, easing more of his oversized cock into her tight, wet cunt hole with every thrust. In moments, he was throwing a fast, furious fuck into her that had her writhing and moaning under him.

"Oh yeah, fuck me harder, Kyle!" she squealed, tightening her arms and legs around him, her pussy humping up eagerly to meet his cock as it plowed into her. "Harder, Kyle! Get it in deeper. I want all of your big cock in my horny little pussy!"

Kyle felt his balls tightening up, and knew he wouldn't be able to last very long if he fucked her the way she was begging him to. He slammed his cock in to the root, rolling his hips in tight circles to make it move inside her, hoping that would take the edge off for her a little bit.

Lois unwrapped her legs from around him, clamping her knees to his hips and working his cock in and out of her pussy the way she wanted to be fucked. Her hands dropped down, cupping his heaving asscheeks, and she dug her fingernails into the soft, white flesh.

"Don't hold back, Kyle!" she growled, her eyes burning into his, her face a twisted mask of lust. "Gimme that big fucking cock! Pound my horny little pussy to jelly you big dicked bastard! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

He started slamming his throbbing cockstalk into her cunt wildly, tears welling up in his eyes from her fingernails gouging at the flesh of his ass. He fell on top of her, his hips moving in a blur as he tried to unseat her stabbing fingernails.

"Not go...gonna last," he grunted in her ear. "Can't hold it! Gonna cum Lois! Oh fuck! I'm gonna cummmmmmmm!"

"Oh yeah, fill me up with that hot jizz, honey!" she cooed as she felt the first sizzling spurt of cock snot paste the inside of her clasping cunt channel. "Do it, baby! Cum in me, Kyle! Oh fuck, it feels so good! Keep fucking me! Harder! Fuck me hard, and don't ever stop! I'm cumming too, Kyle."

Kyle was making guttural noises in his throat as his balls sprang up tight against the root of his cock, twitching and jerking wildly as they fed a steady stream of ball milk up his cockstalk. Jet after jet of steaming spunk erupted from his winking piss slit, filling her pussy to overflowing.

Lois writhed happily as he shot his thick, creamy cum inside her, bathing the slippery inner walls with a soothing tide of jizz. She kept humping up onto his spurting meat stick, welcoming it into her cock hungry cunt. She was grinning like an idiot, and her eyes glowed now. Kyle looked at her bliss filled face, relieved to see that the scary woman that was there earlier was now gone.

Slowing the frenzied pace of his strokes, he thrust in and out of her casually now, his cock twitching and throbbing every time it moved inside her. Sticky droplets of spunk were still spitting from his prick tip as he slowly stroked into her pussy. Finally, he lay still on top of her, his cock buried to the root as he came down from his orgasm.

"Wanna see something fun?" she whispered huskily in his ear.

He nodded into her neck, but otherwise, didn't move.

"You gotta get off me, Kyle." she giggled as she pushed at his shoulders with her tiny hands. "It won't be as much fun if they can't see me!"

He raised up off of her slightly, and she saw her chance.

"Tracy! Kyle just shot all his hot nasty cum in my tight little pussy and got it all icky!" Lois whined as she pushed at his chest, squirming to get out from under him.

Kyle stared down at her, unable to believe what he was hearing. He rolled off of her, laying on the floor beside her, his cock still twitching and dripping cum juice from the swollen purple knob.

"And what do you want me to do about it?" Tracy asked, looking over her shoulder at her friend. She was working her hips in slow circles over the cunt stretching bulk of Phil's cock as she stroked up and down on it.

"Well," Lois said, batting her eyes and spreading her legs open, "I was kinda hoping you'd come down here and lick it clean for me."

Tracy laughed at her friend's antics, and turned to look at Phil. 

His mouth was hanging open as he stared at his mother laying spread out on the floor, jizz dripping from her cunt, asking her best friend to lick it clean for her.

She put a finger on his chin and pushed his mouth closed as she turned his head toward her.

"Would you mind?" she asked breathily. "I mean look at her! That little pussy looks absolutely scrumptious, doesn't it?"

Phil nodded slowly, and Tracy grinned as she reached up and wiped a trickle of drool from the corner of his mouth.

"So you wanna watch, and wait for me to come back?" she asked, leaning in and kissing him quickly. "Or would you like to come down and do me doggie style while I munch your mom's muff?"

"Doggie. Munch. Go...Now!"

Tracy laughed as she raised up off his stone hard cock, climbing slowly off the couch on rubbery legs. She crawled across the floor on her hands and knees, keeping her ass pointed toward Phil the whole time so he could see her juicy pussy and her pink asshole moving sexily between her legs. She was hoping he didn't wait too long to fill her hungry little fuck hole again.

"Outta the way, Mr. Quick Shooter!" she said, pushing her son out of the way, as she moved up between Lois's wide spread legs.

"Awwwww, Mom!" he whined. "It wasn't my..."

"I know, honey." she laughed, turning her head and blowing him a kiss. "She's a hottie, that's for damn sure! And I'm pretty sure she had this planned."

She looked up at Lois's face as she opened the snap on the skirt and pulled down the zipper. Lois lifted her hips as she pulled it down over her hips and legs. Tossing it over her shoulder as she crawled up over the other woman, she pushed her tank top up as she went, finally easing it over her head and pushing it off to the side.

Tracy was only a couple inches taller than Lois, but the contrast between their bodies was startling. Tracy's body was lusher, her hips meatier, her tits fuller and spongier, while Lois was petite, her whole body trim and compact, her tits standing up firm and round on her chest. Both women were mouth wateringly beautiful in their own way, and neither of their son's could decide which they liked better.

Stretching out on top of Lois, Tracy slithered and squirmed lazily, planting soft kisses on her lips as she smiled down at her.

"How long did Phil last the first time with you, sweetie?" she asked as she spread her legs over her, straddling one of Lois's legs, humping her pussy mound on it as she ground hers into her friend's cunt slit. "Kyle lasted about three minutes once he got it in, but I had been jilling off on his cock for over twenty minutes before he even stuck it in. I don't know how he lasted that long."

"Mmmmmmm, Phil was asleep when I started sucking him off the first time. And I worked him over pretty hard for about ten minutes before he woke up." Lois purred, hunching her cunt up against Tracy's leg, raising her own leg a little to make it easier for her to hump on. "I told him he was having a wet dream, so he just laid back and went with it, and I think it was another ten minutes or so before he came in my mouth."

The horny mothers were relating their incestuous experiences for their son's, knowing that hearing how each had fucked her own son while the boys watched them making out would only get them more excited. It was working.

Phil was sitting back on the couch, running his hand slowly up and down over his rock hard cock, the slippery juices from Tracy's pussy making it slide up and down on it smoothly. 

"I'm hungry," Tracy purred against Lois's lips. "You said you had a jizzy pussy for me to lick clean?"

"Oooooohhhh yeah," Lois giggle softly, her hands pushing on her hips, urging her to move down and begin eating her cum filled pussy. "I wanna watch you lick your son's cum out of my cunt!"

Kyle was laying on his side, his head propped up in one hand, and he reached down, wrapping his hand around his prick. He smiled when he felt how hard it was already. Jerking his fist lazily over the length of it, he watched his mom getting ready to go down on Lois.

Tracy slithered down till her face was hovering over Lois's hairless cunt slit. She had gotten back up on her knees, her legs spread wide, her juicy pussy pointing right at Phil. She hoped she wasn't going to have to take her mouth off his mother's pussy to tell him to come and fuck her.

Phil was already sliding off the couch, knee walking up behind her, his cock wagging stiffly in front of him. Tracy purred happily as she felt his hands on her hips, then the fat knob of his cock plowing into her stretched out cunt hole. She was smiling as she pressed her lips to Lois's cunt hole and started licking and sucking eagerly.

Spreading the lips of Lois's pussy, she slipped her tongue up into the cream filled hole and started slurping up the tart, tangy mixture of girl cum and jizz. She jammed her ass back against Phil's cock, twisting her hips and squeezing his throbbing cockshaft with her pussy muscles. She wanted him to cum fast so she could sixty-nine with his mom. His cock felt fantastic pumping in and out of her tight, wet pussy, but she had an idea for a four way hookup she was sure everyone would love.

She got her way. Phil lasted less than a dozen strokes before her sucking pussy made his cock explode inside her. She moaned into Lois's pussy, making her squeal and hump her cunt up at her mouth harder. Phil blasted wad after wad of hot, sticky spunk into her tightly clasping cunt hole, and she fucked back at him furiously, helping him empty his balls into her pussy tunnel.

When she felt his cum slowing to a dribble, spurting from his piss slit less forcefully, she rocked back against him, pushing him off balance, then moved forward quickly, letting his cock slip from her cunt hole.

"Hey," he sputtered, as he watched her scamper around, turning her body and throwing one leg over Lois, so she was straddling her head. "I was like...fucking you! Hell...oooh?"

Tracy pulled her face from his mother's pussy for a second, grinning up at him.

"Sorry, sweetie." she said, "But you just delivered your mom's lunch! I wanna make sure it's still hot when she gets it!"

She dropped her face back between Lois's legs, attacking her pussy eagerly, spreading her legs and mashing her jizz dripping cunt slice onto her face at the same time. Both women moaned lustily, their tongue's dancing and darting in and out of each others pussy's, hungrily sucking their son's cum out of their cream filled holes.

Phil reached up onto the coffee table and grabbed another joint and the lighter. He moved over next to Kyle, lighting the doob, taking a quick hit, and handing it to his friend. Kyle took the joint and hit it, then passed it back. They sat watching their mother's sucking and munching each other's cunts as they writhed against each other in their lesbian sixty-nine.

"Are you feeling as used as I am, right now?" Kyle asked as he exhaled slowly.

"Yeah," Phil said, grinning at his friend. "It's great isn't it?"

Kyle laughed, and hit the joint again, handing it to Phil.

"That's fucking hot, man." Phil said after a few minutes, his cock was still standing up stiffly out of his crotch as he watched. "You think they do this alot? They sure look like they know what they're doing!"

"Probably," Kyle laughed. "Horny housewives and all that. I mean, they fucked us, and we're the son's for crissake! Not that I'm complaining! Lemme see that lighter, the joint went out."

Handing his friend the lighter, Phil looked over at him, his eyes dropping into his crotch, seeing that his friend's cock was standing up stiffly from his crotch too.

"Ummmm, do you mind if I..."

"Go for it, dude," Kyle said, bring his own hand down and wrapping it around his pulsing prick meat. "I won't think you're gay or anything! Besides, this show is for us, so we better be ready for the next act. If I know my mom, she has something else planned for us."

He was right. Tracy rocked to one side, and as they rolled back, she forced herself over so they were laying on their sides now. She threw one leg over Lois's back, and reached down, lifting her leg, urging her to do the same thing. Lois followed her lead, and squeaked into Tracy's spasming cunt slit as she felt her scoop pussy juice from her cunt slit, and rub it into her asshole.

She pressed her ass down against her fingers, moving her own hand around, dipping her fingers into Tracy's pussy to wet them with her gooey girl cum, and started playing with her asshole in return. She had an idea of what Tracy had in mind, and was looking forward to it eagerly.

They worked their fingers back and forth between pussies and assholes, wetting the tight wrinkled rings, then slipping their fingers up inside, fingerfucking each others assholes as they ate each other out. Soon, both of them were panting and jerking frantically, on the edge of cumming as they lezzed out in front of their son's.

"Looks like its almost time for round two," Phil said, getting up on his knees. "Which one you want?"

"Yours! She's fucking hot man!" Kyle laughed, following his friend, heading over to join in the action. "Even if she is crazy!"

"Crazy like a mink in heat! Come on, Let's go take another dip!"

Tracy raised her head away from Lois's juicy pussy slit to tell the boys to come join them, then grinned when she saw that they were already moving into position behind their sixty-nining mother's. She pressed he mouth back into Lois's pussy, jamming her tongue back up inside as she wiggled her arm under her leg, so she could spread her asscheeks for the incoming cock.

Lois felt Tracy spreading her asscheeks wide, then felt a fat cockhead pressing into her ass crack. She squirmed her arm under Tracy's leg, grabbing her fleshy asscheeks with her fingers and spreading them wide. Moments later, she felt a hot, throbbing prickknob slide across her fingers, then felt Tracy moan as it started to slide up her ass.

Both women started humping their asses back, trying to help the boys get their big cocks into their tight shit holes. They moved their mouths as their asses were crammed slowly with cock meat, both still sucking furiously at the cunt plastered to her face as they fucked their assholes onto the slowly invading cockstalks.

Phil groaned as he felt his prickknob pop through the tight opening of Tracy's butt tunnel. He spit on his fingers, working his hot saliva into his cock meat, then pressed it harder against her spasming hole. He worked it in slowly, and her asshole felt incredible as it sucked and squeezed his pulsing cock pole. He wasn't in any hurry to cum, so he just stroked the knob and the first couple of inches of his cock in and out lazily, knowing it would drive her nuts.

On the other side of the pile of sweaty bodies, Kyle was humping his stiff prickstalk into Lois's hot little asshole like a maniac. He was holding onto her hips, pulling her back at him as he forced inch after inch of his huge cock into her tiny ass pucker. He had two-thirds of his thick cockshaft buried in her ass channel already, and was long stroking her steadily with his prodigious prickshaft.

Lois was whimpering softly as she lashed and laved her tongue around in Tracy's sopping wet cunt slit, But she humped her ass back at him, meeting him stroke for stroke. It only hurt for a few moments, then it started to feel better, a warm glow spreading out from her butt hole as he crammed more of his meaty cock muscle inside her. She was clenching her ass ring around his cockshaft as it plowed in and out, and a shiver ran through her as he started fucking her asshole even faster.

Tracy humped and wiggled her ass back at Phil, and no matter what she did, she couldn't get his cock any deeper in her ass. The little bastard is messing with my mind, she thought. Probably punishing me for taking my pussy away from him before he was done with it earlier. She knew she'd start cumming immediately if he'd just fuck her decently for a few moments. She was already hovering on the edge, and just needed one little push to take her over into another delicious series of orgasms.

Pulling her lips off Lois's pussy, she threw her head back and screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Phil, you little motherfucker!" she screeched, startling everyone. "You better start fucking me like you mean it, or I swear to god, I'll cut your fucking cock off and have it stuffed and mounted! Then I'll tie you in the corner and make you watch me fuck myself silly on it every goddamned night!"

Lois pulled her head up and looked down at her son. 

"Oh, for gods sake, Phil! Play nice! Fuck the crazy lady like a good boy, so the rest of us can have some fun!" she looked back over her shoulder, at Kyle. "Kyle, would you push your mom's face back down on my pussy, and hold it there for me? And don't stop fucking me! Oh god, please don't stop fucking my horny little asshole!"

"You want it up your ass, huh, Tracy? Okay, then hang on bitch! Cuz here's it comes!" Phil crowed, a shit eating grin on his face.

Holding her hips firmly, he plowed the full length of his pulsing prick pole into her asshole to the root, and held it there, feeling her jerk and spasm wildly against him. Reaching over her, he wrapped his arm over his mother's back and pulled her closer, pinning Tracy's writhing body between them, then started pounding his enormous cock up her clasping ass channel as fast and as hard as he could.

A thick stream of hot pussy juice spewed suddenly from Tracy's spasming cunt hole, splashing across Lois's face and spraying into her mouth, nearly drowning her as she came. More fragrant girl cum erupted from her quivering quim, but Lois was ready for it, and she locked her lips around her pulsing pussy hole, sucking hungrily as more of the tasty nectar sprayed and spurted from her gaping cunt hole. 

She started pushing Tracy away from her body, looking back over her shoulder at Kyle, who was still fucking her asshole frantically. 

"Pull your cock out, Kyle! Pull it out!" she panted as she tried to squirm away from him. She looked down at her son, his ass moving in a blur now as he slammed his cock in and out of Tracy's asshole in vicious tip to root lunges. "Roll her over, Phil! Hold onto her and roll over onto your back! But don't stop fucking her!"

Awwwww fuck! not again! Kyle thought. This crazy bitch is gonna kill me if she keeps this up! He pulled out of her, rolling over onto his back, wondering what she had in mind now.

She scrambled up on her knees, turning quickly and dropping her mouth down onto the head of Kyle's cock, bathing it in her spit and the pussy juice she still had in her mouth. Her fist wrapped around the throbbing shaft, and she started stroking it as hard and fast as she could. Pulling her mouth off his shitty tasting cock, she grabbed a glass off the coffee table and dumped it over his cock, running both hands up and down over it, rinsing the spit and shit juices from it. 




Tales of Lustville Scene 06



Scene Six

Tracy, Kyle, Lois & Phil

A little while later, after everyone had taken quick showers, and Lois had brushed her teeth three times, they gathered in the living room again. They were all munching on snacks, and were already half way through the second pitcher of margaritas Lois had made. 

"Phil, honey," Lois said, "Do you want to run over to the house and get our laptops? I think Tracy and Kyle might like to see what we did!"

She got up and walked around the room, picking up the phones from where she's put them earlier, turning them all off, then looked at the pile of devices in her hands.

"Oh damn! I can't tell which phone is who's now! They all look the same!" She went through them, finding hers on the third try, and dumped the rest on the coffee table. "You can all go through the pile and find your own!" she laughed.

"I don't have to go get our laptops, Mom. We can do everything from here." 

He turned to Kyle.

"Where's your laptop? I need to get into our machines. I got something you're gonna love, dude!"

Kyle leaned over and pulled a small keyboard and mouse from under the coffee table. He slid them over to Phil, and turned on the TV. 

"Don't need one, you can get online through the TV. We have a PC hooked up to it now."

"Nice," Phil nodded. "Mom, you mind if I do that? It would sure be nice to watch porn on our sixty-five inch plasma, instead of my little laptop!"

"Porn? There's no way I'm going to let you watch pornography, young man." Then she grinned. "Unless I'm watching it with you!"

"Well, duuhhhhh, Mom!" he said, tapping away at the keyboard, watching lines of text march across the screen. "I mean, I don't need porn to get turned on now, with your attitude and all. I just like to watch people fuck!"

"So do I!" the others said at the same time.

"Okay, I'm in. Stop, save...rinse and repeat. Okay, lets see what we got!"

He clicked on a file, and a video window popped up. He enlarged it to full screen, and Tracy gasped when she saw her living room pop into view.

"What the fuck?" she looked at Lois, then jumped on top of the smaller woman, wrestling her to the floor, biting and tickling her playfully. "Is that what you were doing in here? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Chick fight!" Kyle yelled, grabbing his drink off the table and taking a big sip. "Damn, Phil! You're right about your mom making killer margaritas! I'm getting blitzed! You got another doob?"

"Yeah, gimme a minute." 

He shrank the video, and clicked on some more files, and suddenly, the screen was filled with four different images of the room they were in, all showing different angles.

"Oh wow, I didn't know we could watch them all at the same time," Lois giggled, squirming and wriggling under Tracy, doing some tickling and nibbling of her own. "That's kewl, honey! You're gonna have to show me how to do that on our TV!"

They two women rolled apart, exchanging one last kiss, and each moved over next to her son. Lois jumped up and grabbed the pitcher off the coffee table, and headed for the kitchen. 

"Can you wait a sec before you play it? We need a refill." she said, holding up the pitcher

"Yeah, I'll go too, I want to get something." Phil said. He looked at Tracy. "Want me to let this run? It'll be a few minutes before anything happens, I think."

"That's fine. How do I make one of them bigger? Or do we have to watch all of them at once?"

"Double click on the one you want full screen, then right click on the taskbar to bring them all back up. Be right back." he said as he followed his mother into the kitchen.

Tracy picked up the mouse and started stepping through the videos, amazed at the quality of the images she was watching. She was bummed that they all showed long shots, but Lois had picked good spots for every camera. All the action was centered nicely on each screen. She knew that once she got Lois or Phil to show her how to work the video on own her phone, she could make her own little movies. 

I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille! she thought. Do you want these six guys to cum on my face again?

Lois and Phil came back, and Lois filled everyone's glasses, then sat the pitcher on the table. Phil was carrying a plate with pieces of fruit on one side, and dabs of jams, jellies, and sauces filling almost two-thirds of it. It looked like he had a sampling of every condiment in Tracy's fridge. He also had bottles of chocolate and caramel syrup, and a can of whipped cream.

"What's all that for, Phil?" Tracy asked as she looked at the plate.

"Stretch out and spread your legs, and I'll show you!" he grinned. 

Tracy laid back, propping herself up on her elbows. She pulled her knees up and let them fall open, exposing the hairless lips of her pussy to them. Phil sat the plate on the floor next to her and stretched out between her legs, his face inches from her fragrant cunt slit.

Lois and Kyle moved over next to them, leaning close to watch.

Reaching over her leg, he dipped his finger in a brown liquid, bringing it up to his face and sniffing at it. 

"Steak sauce. Haven't tried that yet...Let's see."

He smeared the brown liquid lightly over her pussylips, then paused before he started licking it off.

"Okay everybody, make sure you remember, you put it on, never in!" 

He grinned over at Kyle. 

"Cindy Kellerman still won't talk to me cuz she got a nasty yeast infection after I put strawberry jam in her pussy. No biggie, she's a bitch anyway! Fucking her is like sticking your dick in a corpse!"

He looked back at Tracy's pussy, and ran his tongue slowly up over the outer edge of her cunt slit. Tracy shivered at the touch of his tongue, her breathing getting heavier already.

"You missed, sweetie." she purred.

"No, I didn't," he muttered, moving his mouth over and lapping at the other smooth outer lip. He tipped his head back, and dragged the tip of his tongue up between her quivering pussylips, barely touching the glistening pink flesh.

"Oh my god, Phil!" his mother whispered. "That's beautiful!"

She looked over at Tracy, wanting to ask her how it felt, but her head was thrown back, eyes closed, and she was gasping for breath. Just seeing her friend answered her question.

Phil moved his mouth back down for another pass, this time whisking his nimble labia back and forth, the tip brushing lightly across the swollen inner lips as he worked his way up to the top slowly. He pulled back again, then centered his mouth over her twitching cunt mouth, and pressed his lips firmly against them this time. Opening his mouth, he sucked the soft, slippery folds into his mouth, chewing on them gently with his lips, his tongue fluttering softly between them.

Tracy whimpered, and her hips arched up at his face, mashing her pussy mound tighter against his mouth. His feather light touches were delighful! Her spongy tits swayed gently on her chest, and her tummy rippled as she panted for breath under him.

Lois and Kyle watched spellbound as Phil took her to the heights of ecstasy with only a few tiny touches of his lips and tongue. Lois looked at Kyle, her eyes dropping down to his crotch, smiling when he saw his cock standing up stiffly again. She dropped her hand and wrapped her fingers around his jutting cockshaft.

"Can you do that?" she asked him quietly.

Kyle shook his head, his eyes never leaving the scene in front of him.

"No," he said sadly. "I like to eat pussy, but I can't do it like that! Fuck, he's barely touching her and she's cumming already!"

"That's okay, honey," Lois giggled, squeezing his cockstalk playfully. "I'll let you practice on me!"

Planting one last, soft kiss on her pussylips, Phil got up on his knees between Tracy's legs, licking his lips.

"I liked that," he said casually, looking over at the plate next to her. "Sharp and sweet. And it blended well with your tart and musky. Gonna have to remember that one. Okay, what else we got here?"

Tracy looked up at him, a wry smile on her face.

"If you're going to make me into your personal buffet, and believe me, I'm more than happy to lay here and let you munch for the rest of the week! How about showing these two voyeurs how to record us in action?"

"Oh yeah!" Lois said, "We were going to watch the movies! I wanna see how they turned out!"

Spotting the mouse on the floor, she slid it over to Kyle.

"Find the part where you're fucking me! I wanna see that first!"

"Yeah! I want to see some of that too!" Tracy said, looking a Phil. "Do you mind? I'm having fun, but I'd really like to see some of this, then find out more about how we do it. I think I'm gonna like being a porn star!"

"Sure, I missed most of the end myself, I was buried under the pile!" he laughed. "I'm gonna get up on the couch, wanna come?"

"As many times as you can make it happen!" she laughed. "And yeah, I'll join you."

They got up off the floor and sat together on the couch. Tracy laid her head in Phil's lap but his hard-on kept poking her, so she turned over, slipping it into her mouth for a moment, slapping her tongue lazily around the swollen knob. She let it slip from her mouth and shimmied down a little, resting her head on his thigh instead.

Lois and Kyle climbed up on the other couch, sitting next to each other. Lois cuddled close to him, her hand on his cock, squeezing it gently as he skimmed though one of the videos.

He stopped it when he found the part with him and Lois on the floor.

"You want to see it bigger? Or maybe all four views at the same time?"

"Let's see all four together," Lois and Tracy said at the same time.

He skimmed through the rest, pausing them when he found the right spot, then muted three of them as he hit play on all four.

"Holy shit, Lois! You look hot sweetie!" Tracy said as she watched the scene unfold. "I mean you look great naked, but you're right! That little outfit does make you look lots sexier!"

"I know," Lois giggled, squeezing Kyle's cock harder, her hand twisting around it slowly as she started moving it up and down on his meaty cockstalk. "I always liked fucking with my clothes on. There's something about being scantily, or partially clad that just gets me so hot!"

Phil slid down on the couch, lifting Tracy's head and easing it a little higher up on his leg. He ran his fingers through her soft brown hair, then pulled it back, wrapping some around his cock and stroking it over his hard-on lazily.

She looked up at him as she felt him tugging lightly on her hair.

"What are you doing back there?" she asked him. "Are you jerking off in my hair?"

"With, not on." he grinned back. "You mind?

"No, I just never had anyone do that before," she said, looking at him in amazement. "What other kinds of tricks you got in that twisted little mind of yours?"

He shrugged his shoulders. 

"I dunno, I kinda make shit up as I go along most of the time. Just see what feels good, ya know?"

"Wow, you're incredible! I'm gonna ask your mom if we can trade over the weekend. You okay with that?"

"Yeah, that'd be kewl! And I think Kyle needs some alone time with her anyway. He was whining that she hasn't let him finish fucking her yet! She keeps making him pull out before he's done. Kinda like you did to me." he laughed. "Hey, can you reach those phones? It looks like something might be getting ready to start up over there. Might be a good time to show you how to do the video thing."

Tracy got up and took two phones off the table, and sat back down on the other side of him.

"Scoot down a bit, I wanna play with your cock while we watch them." she said as she handed him one of the phones, then laid out on her tummy, propping herself up on her elbows, her head almost in his lap. "But show me how to work this thing first. How do I make a movie?"

"Slow down, this is a process." he told her. "First we just shoot some video. So when you record something, concentrate on composition, image quality, and content. We'll worry about how to make it all come together as a movie later. Okay, first you hit menu, then multimedia..." 

He stepped her quickly though how to set the phone up to record a video clip, then showed her the basic controls on the camera. She was most interested in the zoom, so he demonstrated that, then made her repeat what he's shown her on her own phone.

"Okay, I think I got it. And just in time too!" she said softly, looking over at the other couch. "I think they're gonna do the nasty over there in a minute!"

Lois was watching the videos, mesmerized by the images of herself fucking Kyle. Her hand was pumping steadily up and down on his cock, and she had her fingers between her legs, stroking her clit gently, just teasing herself for the moment.

Kyle had his arm around her, his hand cupping one small, firm tit. He was watching the video closely too. He agreed with his mother, she was hot naked, but she was even hotter in her little schoolgirl outfit. 

"W...will you do something for me?" he said softly, his lips brushing her ear.

"What's that, hon?" she asked, not taking her eyes of the screen.

"Put your clothes back on?"

She turned and looked at him, her eyes wide with surprise. Then she grinned.

"You liked my little outfit? Or did you like me playing hard to get?"

"Yes." he grinned. "Will you d..."

She was on her feet before he got the words out of his mouth. She was picking up her skirt when she saw Tracy and Phil watching, and she giggled when she saw that they both had cameras pointing at her.

"Stop and start it over," she said to them. "Kyle, I'll be back in two minutes. I'm gonna come in and catch you jerking off to porno's, and we'll improvise from there. Okay?"

He nodded as she picked up her tank top, and dashed into the hall toward the bathroom.

"I want one camera on me as I enter the room, the other on Kyle jerking off on the couch!" She called from the hallway a moment later. "Got it? Let's make this look real, people! Okay, on three! One...two..."

Phil pointed his camera at the hallway, and Tracy was shooting Kyle on the couch. He was getting into it, flogging his log like there was no tomorrow. She glanced at the TV, and saw why. He was watching himself fuck the shit out of Lois, and she was writhing and squirming wildly under him, screaming out her delight. Even if he wasn't watching himself in action, the scene was still hot.

Lois strolled into the room a moment later, and Phil followed her as she sashayed across the room. He zoomed in for a close-up as she stopped, her eyes going wide, her hand coming up to her mouth as she pretended to notice Kyle naked with his dick in his hand on the couch.

"Oh my god, Kyle! What are you doing?" She screeched in her best little girl's voice.

Kyle sat up, looking shocked, his hands flying down to cover the rigid stalk of his cock. He made a show of trying to cover it, never actually managing it. 

"Oh shit, Lois! What are you doing here? You not supposed..." He looked away, like he was looking at a clock. "Oh god, I'm sorry, I lost track of time and..."

"Is that why you asked me to come over?" she said, her face flushed with both anger and excitement as she fell headlong into her part. "You just want to try to get into my...Oh my god, Kyle! Is that thing real?"

Kyle looked up at her, following her lead. He leaned back on the couch, appearing more confident now that her character was showing some interest instead of anger, his hands still half heartedly covering his enormous, stone hard cock.

"Oh, it's real all right. You wanna see it?"

"I don't know, Kyle! I don't want to get in trouble..." 

She had her hands playing with the hem of her skirt, and her arms were squeezing her small tits together, making them jut out proudly from her chest. Her nipples were poking out like bullets under her thin tank top.

Phil had gone back to a wide shot after her initial outburst. Now he panned over her body, catching every seemingly unconscious seductive move she made. Her hips moved idly from side to side, and she tilted her head, almost like she was trying to look under his hands to see his cock.

"Do Kyle's girlfriends act like that? he asked, leaning down so he could whisper in Tracy's ear.

"Some of them," she whispered back. "She's got in nailed. Now let's watch her get nailed."

"We won't get in trouble," Kyle was saying. "My parent's won't be home till Sunday, and my sister is staying over at a friend's tonight. We have the whole house to ourselves!"

He reached down and grabbed a pair of shorts off the floor, pulling them up into his lap.

"Here, I'll put my shorts on if it'll make you more comfortable."

"No! You don't have to do that!" she said, moving slowly toward the couch like a moth drawn to a flame. "I mean, you can if you want to!"

Kyle patted the shorts and felt a bulge in the pocket. Realizing that they were Phil's, he reached into the pocket and pulled out the baggie and lighter he had put there. Patting the cushion, he smiled up at Lois.

"Come sit beside me Lois. Don't be so shy." He opened the baggie and pulled out a joint, remembering her earlier reaction. He held it up so she could see it. "Come on, you're not gonna make me smoke this all by myself, are you?"

Her eyes lit up, and Phil caught the gleam in her eyes in another perfectly timed close-up, then panned back to a wide shot as she sauntered over to the couch. He grinned when he saw the flash of her bare ass as she spun in front of the couch, then sat down daintily next to Kyle.

Kyle saw it too, and swallowed hard as his cock throbbed under the shorts, making them jump in his lap.

"What was that?" Lois asked, her eyes on his crotch as she nestled in next to him.

"Nothing," Kyle said casually, then put the joint in his mouth and lit it. He took a big hit, then held it out to Lois.

She shook her head and leaned closer.

"I can't do it that way." she said, "Gimme a shotgun. But do it slow. I like it better slow and easy."

Yeah, right! Kyle thought as he flipped the joint over and put it in his mouth, holding it between his teeth, and closing his lips so just the end stuck out. Cupping his hands over her cheeks, he blew on it, sending a stream of smoke into her face. She inhaled slowly, turning her face away when she couldn't take in anymore. She rested her hand on his thigh as she closed her eyes and tipped her head back, still holding the smoke in her lungs.

Kyle choked as her hand slid up his thigh, almost swallowing the joint. He pulled it out of his mouth and took another hit off of it, glancing back and forth between her face, and her tiny hand resting on his thigh.

It was all Phil and Tracy could do to stay quiet. Tracy didn't help when she ran her tongue up the side of Phil's cock, then tilted it back toward her so she could get the swollen purple knob in her mouth. Phil let out a strangled gasp as she bobbed her head on his cock, then sat back grinning, his hand coming to rest on the back of her head. He looked back at the viewfinder on the camera, zooming in a little more when he noticed that she was doing a wider shot.

Lois was having fun playing the innocent schoolgirl, but she was looking forward to the wanton nymphette part of her role to. She wasn't in any hurry to get to it. She knew she was directing this scene, and was glad Kyle was following her so well.

Kyle looked her up and down. He wanted to paw at her tight little body, or stand up and shove his raging hard-on down her throat. He doubted if she'd mind, but he was getting into the scene too. It was almost like he was replaying one of his many recent dates. He was going to have to use this shotgun trick in the future, it was a great way to get things heated up fast.

Lois exhaled, smiling as she felt the pot start to hit her. Kyle could see that her eyes were already glassy, and she was breathing heavily. He held the joint up, and she nodded, leaning close again. Kyle took a hit off the joint, and blew the smoke into her face again, watching as she inhaled it through her nose. When she turned away again, he inhaled the rest of the smoke himself, then took another hit.




Tales of Lustville Scene 06



She let the smoke out faster this time, and leaned in again, her eyes glittering, her hand starting to slide higher up on his thigh. He felt her fingers slipping under the shorts covering his lap, and slid down a little lower on the couch, letting his legs fall open wider.

"Let's try something different this time, okay?" he said, taking a big hit off the joint.

She smiled, nodding, and he pressed his lips to hers, his hand coming up to cup the back of her head. He blew the smoke into her mouth, slipping his tongue inside at the same time. His other hand came up, sliding lightly over one of her tits, squeezing it softly. She gasped, inhaling sharply, and almost coughed, but she fought it back. She held the smoke in her lungs as long as she could, her tongue still dueling with his, then started to squirm in panic when he didn't pull away.

Kyle felt her distress, he had been waiting for it. He inhaled the smoke from her lungs, drawing air in through his nose, then breathed it back into her mouth. She caught on quickly, imitating his actions, until there was no more smoke for them to share.

She broke away, panting, but her flushed cheeks and heaving chest weren't just from lack of air.

"Again!" she said huskily, taking her hand off his thigh, and bringing up to his chest. She leaned into him, grinding one firm titty into his arm as she gazed up at him. 

Kyle took another hit off the joint, and barely had it out of his mouth when she plastered her lips against his. Her tongue darted into his mouth, and she inhaled deeply as he blew smoke into her lungs. She didn't blow it back, instead she exhaled through her nose as she slithered up over him, kissing him hungrily, her hands running through his hair and over his tightly muscled chest. 

Pressing her body down on his passioately, Lois darted her tongue into his mouth, then retreated, welcoming his lingual invasion. She ground her tits into his chest, her legs spreading around his thigh, humping her drooling cunt down on it. Stroking her fingers through his hair, she recalled similar make out sessions from her own teens, and threw herself into her role eagerly.

Phil was arching his hips up into Tracy's mouth slowly, just grooving on the way her lips and tongue felt moving over his cock. He wasn't in any hurry to cum, he was enjoying the show. He felt her wriggling against him, and saw that she was squeezing her thighs together, humping her pussy mound rhythmically against the couch. 

"Sorry," he whispered. "I think I've been neglecting you!"

She nodded on his cockhead, then popped it out of her mouth and looked at him.

"I was about to say something," she gasped, spreading her legs, then sighing as he slipped his hand between her cream slick thighs, grinning when he felt how hot and wet her pussy was. He stroked his fingers up and down over her juice coated cuntlips, sliding two fingers slowly into her pussy as she pushed her ass up at him. She wrapped her fingers around his cockshaft, stroking it lazing as she watched the scene on the couch unfold.

Lois broke their frantic kiss, her eyes glowing as she stared into Kyle's faced. Then she buried her face in his chest, her hands coming up on either side like she was trying to hide.

"Oh, Kyle!" she whimpered loudly, making sure the cameras would catch her speech.

"What baby?" he asked, knowing where this was going. He had seen it often enough lately. "What's wrong? Come on, baby. It's okay." He stage whispered soft reassurances and words of love in her ear as his hands moved over her body.

"Yo...you're gonna think I'm such a slut!" she said loud enough for the cameras to pick it up, her face still buried in his chest.

"No, I won't." He said gently, lifting her face away from his chest, his fingers stroking her cheeks. "Tell me what's the matter. And why would I think you were a slut?"

"Ca...can I..." She stopped, squirming against him, having trouble staying in character now. "Can I see you're dick? I...I can feel it pressing against me, and it feels so good! Can I look at it?"

"Sure," he laughed, "Here, roll toward the back of the couch and let me move these shorts."

"No! Let me go, I wanna get down on the floor so I can get a good look at it. Okay?"

"Fine with me!" he grinned. "Here, you get down on the floor, and I'll sit up on the couch."

She scampered down onto the floor as he sat up and slid lower on the couch, spreading his legs wide. He left the shorts where they were. She moved up till she was between his legs, her face inches from his hidden cock. She put her hands on the insides of his thighs, looking up at him expectantly.

"Okay," she breathed, staring at his crotch. "I'm ready! Let me see it!"

"Huh uh," He said, grinning down at her. "You wanna see it so bad, you do it!"

She gave him her best shocked schoolgirl look, then looked back at his crotch. She was glad that the cameras couldn't see the hungry look on her face. But she was glad Kyle could. Forcing her hand to move as slowly as she could, she wrapped her fingers in the shiny material covering his throbbing cock. She could see it jerking and twitching under the light fabric, and her mouth was watering. She was praying she could stay in character until it was time to let the nymphette out.

"Here, we go!" Phil said, then eased his fingers out her Tracy's pussy. He licked then clean, then reached over and took the camera out of her hand. Moving his arms wide apart, keeping both cameras pointed at the action, he leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Climb up here and sit on it!"

She looked back at him, covering her mouth with her hand to muffle her giggles. She eased off the couch, then ducked under his arm, trying to stay out of the shot. He nodded, and she slipped up onto his lap, reaching between her legs and guiding the knob of his cock into her dripping cunt hole. Sighing quietly, she eased her weight down, letting his huge cock slide deliciously into her pussy.

He pulled one hand back, and she took the camera from him, holding it out to the side like he was. They were getting the same view from slightly different angles now.

"You shoot him, and I'll shoot her. Nod if that's okay."

She nodded her head, adjusting the zoom once she'd settled Kyle in the middle of the frame. She wiggled her hips, leaning back against him, and squeezed her cunt muscles around his twitching dick.

"Suck it," he whispered, flexing his groin muscles, making his cock throb inside her. "Suck my cock with that hot little cunt, Tracy!" 

He brought his free hand around and cupped one of her heavy tits, squeezing it softly, his fingers running around the bumpy ring of her areole for a moment. Then he skimmed it down across her stomach, finally coming to rest over the sopping wet mound of her cunt. Her cupped her puffy pussylips, spreading them gently, and flicked his middle finger over her clit.

"What are you?" she grunted softly, "Some kind of mind reader? You keep doing, or telling me to do, what I'm thinking about!"

"Dirty minds think alike!" he chuckled. "Now pay attention. We're gonna make the greatest porn flick ever outta this!"

Lois was dragging the shorts down slowly, and could see Kyle's curly cockhairs coming into view. Then his cockknob got stuck on the waistband. She pulled harder, but it wouldn't come free. She looked up at Kyle, a disappointed look on her face.

"What're you gonna do now little girl?" It looks like it's stuck!"

"Will you help me?" she said, her mouth pooching up in a sultry pout.

He shook his head as he looked down at her.

"Then I guess I'm just gonna have to...do THIS!" she crowed triumphantly, jerking the shorts away, and throwing them over her shoulder.

His cock bounced up and down, finally slowing to a stop. It stood up stiffly at a forty-five degree angle, throbbing and twitching powerfully, the fat knob poking up over his belly button.

"Oh my god, Kyle!" she squealed, clapping her hands over her mouth. "It's so big!" She looked up at him, her eyes held wide. She dropped her hands down onto his thighs, and leaned in closer, inspecting it closely. "Ca...can I touch it?"

He nodded rapidly, his breath starting to come in harsh pants.

Sliding her fingers slowly up his thighs, she walked two of them through his curly cock bush, then ran one finger slowly down the side of the shaft.

"Oooooohhhh, that's neat! It feels so hard, but soft at the same time! Can I touch it again?"

"Yeah," he croaked, "Wrap your fingers around it! Go ahead! You'll like it!"

She grinned up at him as she wrapped her fingers around the middle of his cockshaft.

"Oooooohhhh, you're right! That does feel kewl!"

"P...put yo...your other hand on it too!" He waited for her to do it, then arched his hips up so his fat cockstalk slid up through her gently grasping fingers. "Mo...move them up and down, Lois. Move your hands on my dick!"

She started moving her hands slowly up and down over the length of his throbbing shaft, watching enthralled as the fat knob twitched, and a thick drop of pre-cum drooled from his piss slit.

"Oh my god, Kyle! Am I jerking you off? I am! I'm jerking your big cock off!" she raised up on her knees, leaning closer till her face was only inches from his pulsing prick pole. She pulled it up away from his body till his cockhead was pointing at her face. "What's that stuff leaking out of your cock?"

"That's cum. Well, pre-cum, actually. That's what shoots out of my dick when I cum. Touch it. Stick your finger in it, and rub it around on the head of my cock!"

"I don't know, Kyle!" she said slowly, her hands picking up their pace slightly.

"You'll like it, I promise!" he said, almost frantic with need. "See, there's more leaking out! Rub your hand in it and smear it all over!"

"Will it feel good for you?" she asked him coyly, bringing her hand up and holding it over just over his dripping cockknob. She could feel the heat from it almost burning her hand. "Will more of that stuff come out if I do it?"

"Lot's more! Touch it, Lois! Rub your hand on my cock and smear it all around!" he panted writhing on the couch under her touch, terrified that he was going to shoot off before they even got going. "And keep moving your hand! Yeah! Do it faster! Come on, jerk on it for me!"

She started moving her hand faster, and brought her palm down onto his cockhead, moving it around in slow circles, spreading his sticky pre-cum all over his spasming knob. His cock throbbed violently in her fist, and she knew that he wasn't going to last much longer. That was fine with her, it fit right into her script.

"N...now Cha...change hands!" he panted, his hips jerking and humping up into her shucking fist. "Pu...put the wet one around my cock and rub the head with the other one! Get it wet too!"

She did as he said, cooing happily as she beamed up at him.

"Oh wow! That feels even better! Now my hand slides over your dick real easy!" She held her hand still on his cockhead, her palm pressing on the weeping piss slit. "Which feels better? This?" She started stroking her fist hard and fast up and down over his cockstalk for a dozen strokes. "Or this?" She wrapped both hands around his cock and started working them up and down slowly, twisting them back and forth around his cock meat, squeezing and milking his pulsing cockshaft rhythmically.

"I...I ca...can't tell!" he grunted, fucking his cock up through her stroking fingers harder. "Do it again!" 

Smart boy, she thought, grinning up at him. Either that, or you've been through this before.

"Okay," she said, smearing his cum juice around on the fat, flaring knob again. She pulled her hand away, but instead of putting it back on his cock, she brought it up in front of her face and looked at it. She moved it even closer, sniffing at his sticky pre-cum coating her palm. She looked up at him, a quizzical expression on her face. She hoped the camera was getting it. "What does this stuff taste like?"

His cock jerking in her hand, and she felt the thick vein on the underside ripple under her fingers as more pre-cum surged up the shaft. She hoped he could hold it back just a little bit longer.

"I...I don't know. Wh...why don't you taste it and find out?" he grunted, staring down at her.

She thought about it for a moment. then said, "I will, if you will!"

He looked at her for a moment, then nodded frantically, his eyes almost bugging out of his head. He was gritting his teeth, and his fists were balled up, pressing into the cushions on either side of him.

"Hop off! Oh fuck it hurts to say that!" Phil grunted. "She's gonna jerk him off! She's doing the innocent nymphette learning just about sex! Come on! We gotta get over there!

Tracy, who had been cruising on delightful wave of mini cums, got her feet under her, holding the camera as steady as she could. She felt Phil slide up behind her. He started talking quickly, but quietly. 

"You go left, I got right. Shoot them side on, with a little angle. We have to stay out of each others shot. Zoom to where you have just them in the frame. When starts he to cum, I'm gonna go behind the couch, you stay put, and we'll get a close-ups of the cum shot from two different angles. Got it?"

She nodded, and squeaked when her smacked her on the ass. They both walked over till they were bracketing the couple on the couch, kneeling to keep the cameras steady.

Tilting his cock down even further, Lois cupped her palm under his cockhead and pulled her other hand slowly up the throbbing shaft, milking his meaty cockstalk, forcing more of his pre-cum to drool from the tip. Moving her hand away, she went back to pounding her fist up and down on his cock, trying to get him to cum now.

There was a half dollar sized puddle of his pre-cum in her palm, and she looked up at him as she slowly raised it to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue, dipping it in the pearly cock cream. She purred happily, then pressed her lips to her palm, sucking the rest into her mouth with a loud slurping sound. She licked her palm, cleaning up every last bit of his cum.

Tracy zoomed in on Lois's lips as she sucked Kyle's cum into her mouth, then panned back out slowly as she licked at her hand, then again when she lowered her hand.

"That tastes good!" she said, smiling up at him. She held her hand up, showing that she'd cleaned it all up. "Now let me get some for you!"

She ran her fingertips lightly over his cockhead, swishing them around right on his piss slit. The muscles in his neck bugled, and he made a strangled whining noise in his throat. Leaning forward, she held out her hand, her fingers inches from his lips.

"Do it, Kyle! I wanna see you taste it too!," she panted, her fist a fleshy blur on his cock now as she pounded it up and down as fast and as hard as she could. "Do it, Kyle!" her voice taking on an edge. "Taste your stuff, or I'll stop. I swear to god I will!"

Kyle leaned up a little, opening his mouth and letting her slip her fingers inside. She pressed up on his chin with her thumb, forcing his mouth closed.

"Lick, Kyle! Lick your sticky stuff off my fingers!" she cried eagerly.

Phil was moving around the back of the couch quietly, shooting down at them from one side. His mother was framed perfectly as she jerked furiously on Kyle's pulsing prick meat.

Kyle moaned as his lips closed around her fingers, his tongue sweeping across her fingers as he surrendered to her. His hips arched up, and suddenly, a thick rope of spunk erupted from his piss slit, hitting Lois under the chin, and splashing up onto her face.

Tracy got close up of Kyle taking her cummy fingers into his mouth, then did a slow pan back, getting them both in frame just as his cock started shooting. She resisted the urge to rub her pussy, she knew she'd be spending many happy hours watching this scene.

"Oh my god, Kyle!" Lois squealed as she felt his hot cum splash onto her skin. "What's happening? Are you cumming? Kyle? What should I do?" She leaned back, pulling his cock down so it was pointed right at her when the next heavy spurt burst from his piss hole, covering her from her tits to her neck with scalding hot jizz.

Kyle didn't answer her, he was sucking hungrily on her fingers now as she fucked them in and out of his mouth. His hand came down on hers, pumping it up and down a few times, then fell away. She kept up her frantic stroking, easing her fingers from his mouth and adding that hand to his spasming cock meat.

She tilted his cock up a little more, just as the next wad rocketed out, hitting her on her upper lip. Her mouth dropped open, and another steaming jet of jizz caught her on the corner of her mouth, half of it splashing across her tongue, the rest skimming across her cheek in a sticky rope that clung to her skin. 

Kyle was grunting and flopping like a fish on the couch, his ass hanging over the edge as his cock twitched and throbbed powerfully in her fists, his hot cum raining over her like he was pissing instead of cumming. He didn't think he'd ever stop cumming. His balls were squashed up tight against the base of his cock, still flexing and contracting spastically in their shrunken sac.

Lois had her eyes open the whole time, and was amazed by both the volume of cum pouring from his piss slit, and velocity it was coming at her. She was already covered with it, but it just kept shooting out at her.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, she plunged her mouth down onto his quivering cockstalk, sucking it hungrily into her mouth. Squeezing his pulsing prickshaft, she pressed her thumbs against the thick vein on the underside, working them up slowly, groaning around the jaw stretching bulk of his cock as she milked his cum out onto her tongue. 

Kyle moved his hand onto the back of her head, but just left it lying there, too weak by this point to move it. His mouth was hanging open, and a string of drool trickled from the corner. For all intents and purposes, he was out of it.

Lois wasn't paying any attention to him, she was totally focused on his cock. She wasn't jerking on it as frantically, she was milking his cock up into her mouth now, cleaning up every speck of spunk she could find on his bloated cockknob. Letting his cockhead slip slowly out of her mouth, she started running her lips and tongue up and down the length of his cockshaft from the base up to just under the flaring knob, working her way around his enormous cockshaft until it shone with a glistening sheen of her spit.

Sitting back on her heels, proud that she'd cleaned up ever drop of his cum from his cock, she looked up at him. She was disappointed at the condition he was in, but she understood. She knew that he had cum at least twice today, and she'd just sucked and jerked a load out of his balls that would have killed a man her age. She smiled, knowing that tomorrow, his balls would be recharged, and she'd be able to play with him again.

"Cut! That's a wrap! Print it!" Phil crowed.

Tracy pressed stop, then record again on the camera, and knelt down next to Lois. 

"Here," she said, pressing the camera into her hand. "Your turn."

Lois over at her dumbly, but Tracy was already gone. Lois looked up and saw her step up on the couch and hop over the back, then pull Phil down onto the floor with her.

She was reaching for his cock as he slid over her.

"Just stick it in, and fuck me hard and fast, no frills. Just cum in me. Got it?" she said, grinning up at him.

"Got it." he grinned as he started sliding his cock into her. "Count."

He got his arms under her shoulders and spread his knees wider, then started hammering his cock in and out of her sopping wet cunt hole as hard as he could.

"Two...three...ff...our...oh fuck! Oh Phil! I'm cumming already! Cum with me! Shoot it in meeee!"

Phil managed two or three more frantic thrusts, then shuddered as he felt his cum load thundering up his piss tube. He buried his cock to the balls in her, digging his toes into the carpet and just kept pushing it in, not pulling back at all, just a constant succession of in strokes.




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"Philllllllll!" She screamed as his scalding hot cum flooded her pussy tunnel, his enormous cockstalk stretching her creaming cunt hole out of shape. She had never had so much cock meat in her pussy before, and it felt like he was trying to cram in even more. Throwing her arms and legs around him, she fucked him back at him eagerly, milking off her orgasms one after the other on his jizz spitting dick. Jerking and humping wildly, they writhed against each other blissfully for long minutes, finally slowing to a reluctant stop.

Phil lay on top of her for a few moments, then raised up, trying to get his elbows under him. Tracy pulled him back down on her, squirming her sweat soaked body under him.

"Not yet," she whispered. "I don't want to let you go yet. Fill me, feel me...Oh god, this is so fucking good!"

They lay together for a few minutes catching their breath, slithering and squirming against each other playfully. She finally pushed him off, and he rolled over onto the floor next to her.

"Lois," she called out, "Did you get that?"

"Get what?" Lois asked, sounding confused.

She fell back onto Phil's chest as they both burst out laughing.

End Scene Six

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Tales of Lustville Scene 07



Scene Seven

Lois, Timmy & Tommy

Lois was going through her wardrobe, weeding out clothes she didn't wear anymore. There was a big pile on the floor outside the closet that she wanted to take to the consignment shop next week, and another smaller pile on the bed that she was planning to alter, and see if she could make them sexier.

She was looking at a grey plaid skirt that she had cut very short, and had just finished the hem on. She was about to try it on when the doorbell rang. Sitting the skirt to the side, she hopped up and walked down the hall to the living room, and opened the front door.

She was surprised to see the Wilson twins standing on her porch. They were wearing identical white shirts, thin black ties, grey slacks, and their shoes were shined to a glossy luster. 

She knew their mother vaguely, they used to talk at PTA meetings, and waved at each other at the market, but that was about all. Lois thought Susan was a very attractive woman, but she really wasn't someone she felt comfortable letting herself get friendly with.

Then, as she looked at the boys, she remembered one reason she didn't have more to do with her. She'd named her sons Timmy and Tommy. That's what it said on their birth certificates. Not Timothy, or Thomas like a normal person would have named their child. 

Smiling at the boys, she looked them up and down, liking what she saw. They were both a head taller than she was, with broad shoulders that tapered down to slim waists and hips, well muscled arms showing under their short sleeved shirts, and slim, powerful looking legs. She remembered that they were swimmers in high school, and had gotten scholarships to a major college back east.

Her eyes settled on their crotches, and she had to suppress a gasp when she saw the enormous bulges they sported. Looking back up at their faces, she decided that they were pleasant enough to look at, but not nearly as handsome as Kyle or Phil.

"Hi boys," she said, standing in the open doorway. "You're Susan Wilson's sons, Tim and Tom, right? What can I do for you today?"

"Yes Ma'am," the one on the left said, putting his hand on his chest. "I'm Timmy, and this is my brother, Tommy."

"Okay Tim, was there something special you needed?"

"Well, Mrs. Parker, we'd like a few minutes of your time so we can give you our testimony." he said brightly, bringing a bible out from behind his back. His brother revealed a stack of literature from behind his back as well.

Lois's heart sank, and she almost closed the door in their faces. Then she thought better of it. Maybe it was still possible to salvage these two strapping young men from their path to a stuffy, pious life.

"Why, thank you boys!" she said, stepping back and waving them into the house. "I'd be happy to listen to your testimony. And if you'd let me, I'd like to share mine with you!"

"We'd like that, ma'am," one of them said, she'd already forgotten which was which. "People usually don't want to hear us spread the word, and the ones that do, rarely want to share with us."

"I know, isn't it terrible?" she said, leading them into the living room. "I mean, I have so much that I'd like to share with you today. And there are other things besides the word I want to spread for you. Can you stay for a while? Your mother won't mind?"

She glanced at their crotches again, and noticed that they dressed on opposite sides, and as she led them to the couch, she made sure they were positioned so their cocks would be on the inside leg when they were seated. She planned on sitting between them, and wanted easy access to tease them.

They got settled sitting side by side. And she moved to sit between them, then stopped, shaking her head.

"Where are my manners today? I'm sorry, boys. Would you like some punch? I was going to make some anyway, and it will only take a minute!"

"Thank you, ma'am. That would be nice." they said in unison.

"Goodie! I'll be right back!"

She went into the kitchen, and got out her big party pitcher, then dug around under the counter for the margarita mix and tequila. She filled the pitcher about halfway with ice, then emptied the tequila bottle into it. Adding the margarita mix slowly, stirring it the whole time. Tasting it occasionally, she quit adding the mix when she could barely taste the tequila. She filled the rest of the pitcher up with ice.

She grabbed a cup from the cabinet, she filled it half full with sugar, then squeezed out four or five long squirts of lime juice into it. She added warm water, and stirred it till the sugar melted, and dumped it in the pitcher, stirring it to mix everything up, she tasted it again. 

Perfect! She thought. They'll be drunk off they're asses, and putty in my hands in no time! And I'll work that putty into rock hard boners before they even know what hit them!

Putting the pitcher and three glasses on a tray, she headed back to the living room. The boys were talking quietly when she came in, and they drew apart as she came around the end of the couch. She slipped between the couch and the coffee table, bending over to sit the tray on the coffee table. She made a point of sticking her ass right in their faces, glad that she was wearing a thigh length skirt so her panties didn't show. Not yet at least.

Standing up straight, she stepped back, brushing her skirt under her legs and started to sit down. The boys had to slide over to make room for her, and she noticed that they were both trying not to look at her legs as she got settled. Good, she thought, there's hope for them yet!

"Who'd like to do the honors boys?" she asked, waving at the pitcher. "And before we get started, which one of you is Tim, and which one is Tom? I think it's rude to call people by the wrong name."

"I'm Timmy," the one on her left said. "You can tell, because I have green eyes. Tommy's eyes are blue!"

He leaned forward, brushing his brother's hand away from the pitcher, and started to pour a glass of her punch.

"That's nice to know! It will make it easier to tell you apart!" she said. 

"So tell me, Tom." she said, turning to look at him. "What do you have to offer me today." 

Her hand dropped casually onto his leg, high up on his thigh, her fingers brushing the thick tube of his soft cock. She left her hand in place as she looked at him.

"Tommy, ma'am." he said, his hand coming down on hers and easing it a little further down his leg. "Our mother doesn't like us to use nicknames."

His face was flushed, and she was sure she felt his cock twitch and start to stiffen under her fingers.

"Mrs. Parker?" his brother said, holdout a glass toward her.

"Oh, thank you, Tim!" she said, making a point of using the short version of their names. "Here Tom. Tim can pour me another one."

She watched as he took a big gulp from it, then turned back to Tim, holding her hand out as he poured another glass. He handed the next one to her, then poured one for himself, and put the pitcher back on the tray. He was just starting to sit back, when his brother spoke up.

"Timmy, can I have another?" he said hold out his glass. "This is really good punch! I started feeling warm as soon as I drank it!"

"I know," Lois said taking his glass and reaching for the pitcher. "I put a secret ingredient in it. Why don't you try it Tim?"

Tim took a long sip of his drink, and grinned broadly. He took another big swallow, draining his glass, and held it out for more.

"Tommy's right, Mrs. Parker! That's delicious! As hot as it is outside, that really hits the spot!"

He took the glass from her as she handed it back to him, nodding his thanks. Lois took a small sip from hers, and sat it on the tray, then leaned back between them, bringing her hands down to rest on their thighs, closer to the knees this time.

"You were going to give me your testimony, unless you'd like to talk a little first." she said lightly. "I don't see you boys very often anymore, and I miss getting to see you at your swim meets, I used to come see you all the time!"

"Really?" Tom said, leaning forward to sit his half empty glass on the coffee table. "Not many people like to watch swimming. Do you have a favorite event?"

"Oh, the butterfly is my favorite! It's amazing that you can move through the water like that!" She leaned forward and filled his glass for him, turning and lifting the pitcher toward Tim. He held his glass out, and she held his hand to steady it as she poured. "And the way your shoulders move, the way muscles flex as you throw your arms up like that! Well, I don't need to go into that!"

She sat the pitcher back on the table and returned her hands to their legs, moving her hands a little higher this time. Neither of them objected, and she turned to look at them as she leaned back between them. Both their faces were flushed, and they were sweating lightly.

"You boys do look warm," she said, putting a concerned look on her face. "Would you like me to turn up the air conditioning? Maybe if you loosen those ties, you'd be more comfortable too. I promise I won't tell." she added in a conspiratorial whisper.

Turning to Tim, she loosened his tie, and opened the top two buttons on his shirt, shaking the collar and holding it open, then blowing softly onto his chest. She turned to Tom and did the same thing, then picked up their glasses and handed them to the boys.

"Have some more punch," she said. "That will help you cool down. Go on, drink up...that's my good boys!"

"Thang you, Mishush Parger," Tim slurred, then drained his glass and handed it too her. 

"Tom, do you need a refill too?" she asked, turning to his brother.

He stared at her bleary eyed. "Yesh mama, I mean, ma'am." He giggled at his mistake, and held his glass out to her. "Mother makes us call her Mother...I like mama better."

Lois took the glass, but wrapped her arms around him, pulling his face against her small firm breasts. She stroked his hair softly as she moved his face in her cleavage. "That's fine, honey. You can call me mama all you want. I like it."

"So, do you boys do everything together? I mean, do you really like to do things together? Do you ever do anything like, go on dates together?"

"Oh, Mo...Mama doesn't like us to date girls." Tom said into her breasts. He had wrapped his arms around her, and was smiling as her nuzzled her tits. "She says she wants to find nice girls for us to marry."

"Now, that's just a shame! Big, strong, handsome boys like you! I'll bet the girls are just throwing themselves all over you! That must be hard on you!"

"It's hard all right," she heard Tim mutter behind her.

"What was that Tim?" she asked, reaching down and peeling Tom's arms from around her waist.

"I said, it can be dif...difficult some times. There's so much temptation in the world. Mother says we have to be pure if we want to get into heaven."

You ain't seen temptation yet, you young stud! she thought. And in just a few minutes, I'm gonna take you to a heaven your mama probably never dreamed of!

She let go of Tom, and picked up her glass from the table, bringing it to her lips. Instead of taking a drink, she poured her drink down the front of her shirt.

"Oh, dear lord!" she said as she leapt to her feet. "Look what I've done now!"

She turned around so she was facing them, brushing at the front of her shirt. She was soaked to the skin, and her lacy bra was clearly visible through her shirt. They could see her nipples poking up stiffly thought both garments.

"I am so sorry, boys! I'm just such a klutz sometimes!" She shimmied out from behind the coffee table, making a show of it. "I better go change. Do you boys mind waiting?"

"No ma'am, we can wait." they both said eagerly.

She snuck a glance at their crotches, and was glad to see that they both had good sized hard-ons stretching down the legs of their slacks now. She turned and walked toward the hall, stopping and picking up the remote from the end table. As she got to the entry to the hall. she turned and looked back at them. The boys were in an animated conversation, obviously about her. 

It was time to turn up the heat a little bit more. She turned on the TV, and pressed play on the DVD player. Kyle had burned her a montage of cuts from their fourway cluster fuck last night before they'd left. It was a selection of shots from all four cameras, and she'd thought it was hot when she'd watched it. She hoped the twins liked it too.

Taking the remote with her, she went into her bedroom, tearing off her clothes as she went. Dashing into her closet, she started looking for the pink plaid skirt from last night, then stopped, a wicked grin crossing her face. She went back into the bedroom and picked up the grey skirt she'd shortened. Picking it up, she looking at it critically, then slipped it on quickly, not bothering to zip it up, then stepped over in front of the mirror.

Fuckin-A! she thought. This is perfect, and I know just what to add for that special look!

She went back into the closet and took down a starched white blouse, pulled a pair of black thigh high stockings with a seam up the back out of a drawer, and found her black four inch heels in their box. She went back into the bedroom and tossed everything on the bed. 

She stuck her head out into the hall, and called out to the boys. 

"Are you okay in there, boys? I'll only be a couple more minutes, I want to rinse the punch out of my bra, it's my favorite!"

Not waiting for an answer, she went into the bathroom and wet a washcloth under the tap, running it over her chest and tummy to clean off the margarita mix before it got sticky. She slipped her fingers between her legs, running them through the slit of her pussy. She was soaking wet already! She decided to leave her pussy like it was, and dried her upper body quickly. She spritzed her hair heavily, raking a brush through it, pulling it back to give herself a more severe look. Back in the bedroom, she got her reading glasses off the nightstand, then started dressing.

Slipping the blouse on, she buttoned the bottom three, leaving the rest open. Then she tucked the blouse into the short skirt, pulled up the zipper, and closed the clasp. Next came the stockings, then the shoes. She looked over at the mirror and saw exactly what she'd hoped for. The nympho librarian from hell! The only change she made was to turn up the cuffs twice so they were on her forearms, instead of at her wrists.

Moving over in front of the mirror, she looked at herself, tugging and adjusting her clothes. In the front, the skirt came down about two inches below her shaved pussylips. She turned side on, and could see that the back barely covered the bottom curve of her ass. Turning back around, she spread her feet shoulder width apart, and noticed that her hairless pussylips were just barely concealed. Perching the glasses on the end of her nose, she folded her arms under her breasts, smiling at her reflection.

As she started for the door, she had a nagging feeling that she was forgetting something, or that there was a vital element missing. She was slapping her hand against her leg when it hit her, making her grin wickedly. Opening the bottom drawer of her desk, she lifted some papers and saw what she was looking for. Her eighteen inch wooden ruler.

Stopping in front of the mirror one last time, her hip cocked to one side, she smacked the ruler into her palm. She felt her pussy flutter as she looked at her reflection. God, I hope they don't cum in their pants when they see me, she thought.

Striding out the door, she scooped up the remote and headed down the hall. She stopped behind the couch, watching the boys from behind. She could see that they weren't obviously jerking off, so she doubted if they had their cocks out. But from the way they were breathing, she could tell that they were at least touching themselves.

They were talking quietly, pointing at the screen every so often. They were so enraptured by the action on the screen, it never occurred to them to look and see if she was coming out of her bedroom.

"Oh my god!" She shrieked. "What are you boys watching? Where did you find that? Oh dear, this is unacceptable! Do you hear me? Un...acceptable!"

She stormed into the living room, picking up the phone as she went over and stood in front of the TV. Holding the remote behind her back, she pressed the volume button, raising it till the sounds of horny gasps and moans filled the room. She let the remote fall to the floor behind her, then held up the phone, holding it out as she looked at them.

"I can't have this boys," She said, glaring at them as she started pushing buttons on the phone. "I'm going to have to call your mother! And believe you me, she is going to tan your hides when I tell her what you've done!"

"No! Please, Mrs. Parker!" Timmy said as he leapt to his feet. "We didn't do it, honest. The TV just came on, and we didn't know how to turn it off!"

She put the phone to her ear, her other hand rested on her hip as she tapped her foot impatiently, pretending she was waiting for someone to answer.

"She's not answering." Lois said as she tossed the phone over onto a chair. "Get up, both of you! I'm going to march you home right now and tell her what you've been up to! And I'm going to give her a piece of my mind for..."

"No!" Tommy yelled. "Uh...she's not home! She had to go to the doctor today. She has um...she had to go to her lady doctor today. She won't be home till late!"

"She did, did she." Lois said slowly, turning and picking up the wooden ruler she'd laid on the TV. Smacking it against her leg slowly, she looked down her nose at them. 

"Then I'm just going to have to take matters into my own hands." She said. "Come over here and kneel on the floor. I'm sorry, but you're going to have to be punished for this. I can't allow you to come into my house and watch this kind of filth on my television!" 

She stepped to one side and turned toward the TV as the boys came over and stood in front of her. They stared wide eyed at the action on the screen until she stepped back in front of them.

"That small woman actually looks a little like me, doesn't she?" She asked, then gasped, holding her hand over her mouth. "Dear lord! You didn't think that was me did you?" She glanced at their crotches, and barely stifled a gasp when she saw how far their hard cocks stretched down the legs of their slacks.

"I can't believe you little perverts! You're actually standing in front of me, a good Christian woman, with your nasty penis's sticking out like...like, I don't now what!" She ranted, pacing back in forth in front of them. "You aren't giving me any choice boys. I have to punish you! Now, drop your pants, underwear too, I'm going to have to spank you!"

"But, Mrs. Par..." Timmy whined.

Lois stepped closer and slapped him across the face, her hand leaving a bright red mark on his cheek. "Be quiet! And do as you're told young man. You're already in trouble, don't make it worse for yourself!"

Tommy was tearing at his pants frantically, opening the belt, then forcing the zipper down. He pushed his pants and underwear down at the same time, and his cock sprang up, twitching and throbbing in front of him. Timmy quickly followed suit, and in seconds, there were both standing in front of her, their huge cocks angling up toward the ceiling.

"Th...that's disgusting!" Lois panted as she stared at the thick columns of meat jutting from their crotches. "Make those things go down this instant! How dare you! What kind of nasty thoughts are running around inside those heads of yours?"

She smacked Timmy's cock with her ruler, then moved over to Tommy, giving him a whack for good measure. "Make...(SMACK)...them...(SMACK)...go...(SMACK)...down...(SMACK, SMACK, SMACK)...right now!"

Both cocks jerked and throbbed as she moved the ruler back and forth between them. Tommy had his eyes closed, and was clenching his fists at his sides, while Timmy had his hands behind his back, making his hips arch out toward her.




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"Oh my." Lois said softly as she stepped between them. "You like that, don't you Tim?" She asked as she ran her fingers lightly over the top of his cock. She smacked it again with her bare hand, then wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking it lightly. She slid the ruler down the back of her skirt, then wrapped her other hand around Tommy's cock, and started stroking them both lightly.

"Tell me the truth, Tom." She whispered in his ear, her voice husky as she breathed, pressing her body against him. "Do you like watching what that woman is doing on the TV? Look at her. Look how she takes that big cock in her hot little pussy. Mmmmmmm, your cock is almost as big as the one that's fucking her." She licked his ear, making his cock jerk and throb in her fist, then turned to Tim. "You're thinking about doing that to me, aren't you, Tim? You want to stick this big dick of yours in my hot...tight...wet...little pussy till I scream for mercy, don't you?"

"N...no maam! W...we...nev..." They sputtered together as her hands drove them crazy.

"Mmmmmmm, that's too bad then, isn't it?" She purred, taking a step back. "But I still have to punish you, you are bad boys." She let go of their cocks, and Tim groaned. "Kneel down. It's time you got your just desserts!"

The boys knelt, looking up at her. Tim's eyes kept flicking down to her crotch, and she reached down, lifting her chin with her fingers.

"What are you looking at Tim? Are you looking at my little pussy?" She asked. "I didn't have any clean panties to put on, that's why I'm not wearing any."

She was drawing his face closer as she spoke, and the musky scent of her filled his senses. He swallowed several times, and gasped when she started pulling her short skirt up higher. The puffy lips of her pussy came into view, and Lois spread her legs wider, making the fleshy flower of her cunt blossom in front of his face.

"I changed my mind boys. I'm not going to spank you, at least not yet." She said as she looked down at them. She pulled Tim's face between her legs, forcing his mouth against her drooling pussy slit. "I still have punch all over me, and I want you to lick it off. Go ahead Tim, lick it up. You see all that sticky juice on the insides of my thighs? Use your tongue Tim, and lick me clean!"

She glanced over at Tom, and saw that he was leaning close, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he watched his brother slurp and suck at the puffy folds of her pussy.

"That's good, Tim." She panted, pushing his head away. She wrapped her fingers in Tom's hair and drew him forward, opening her legs wider, and bending her knees as she held his face against her. "Oh! Oh my!" She gasped a she felt Tom's tongue flutter up inside her creamy cunt hole, lashing around eagerly. "That's a good boy, Tom's. Clean all that hot juice up for my...ooooohhhh, I..."

She pushed him away and moved over to a chair, laying back in it, spreading her legs wide. "Come over here Tom. Let's see if you can do as good a job if we make it easier for you." She giggled as they knee walked over to her, their hard cocks waggling from side to side as they came closer. Her hand cupped the back of Tim's head, and she smiled as he spread the lips of her pussy with his fingers and started slashing his tongue all around in her sloppy wet slit.

Tim was leaning in, watching as his brother munched hungrily on her juice coated cunt. Lois grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet, guiding him around so he was standing beside the chair.

"You big ol' dick is still all stiff, Tim. Look how's its throbbing, and there's stuff dripping out of the end!" She wrapped her fingers around his cock and stroked it up and down, then tighten her grip and pulled him closer. "I think I can help you make it go down, Tim. Would you like that?" She asked, smiling up at him as her tongue darted out and swirled across the head of his prick.

"Lord forgive me." Tim moaned as he pressed his hips forward, making the fat knob brush across her lips.

"The Lord is rewarding you, Timmy. You have nothing to be forgiven for." Lois told him as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. She started bobbing her head up and down slowly, her tongue lashing and laving along the length of his thick shaft as it plowed in and out between her lips.

Tom's tongue on her pussy was driving her insane, and she knew that if she didn't get one of their cocks inside her soon, she would go out of her mind. Pushing them both away, she sat up, planting her foot in Tom's chest, and pushed him over onto his back. She clambered up out of the chair and stepped over him, dropping to her knees, straddling his waist.

Catching sight of the action on the TV, she leaned down, her face inches from Tom's as her fingers wrapped around his cock, holding it up as she fit the swollen knob between the lips of her pussy. 

"Look Tom. That woman is sitting on that boy's big cock." She grunted as she pressed down, feeling his cock sliding slowly up into her sopping wet cunt hole. "Just like I'm doing to you. Oh, isn't it glorious Tom? Can you hear the angels singing? Oh dear lord," She panted as she started moving her hips up and down. "The heavenly choir is singing to me Tommy, blessing our union! Oh praise the lord, Tommy! Praise the lord and fuck the shit out of me!"

"Ye...yes ma...mama!" Tom cried as his started jerking up at her, driving his cock into her with rough, awkward strokes. "I...I can feel the power surging through me, mama! Oh praise...oh...ungh, ungh...oh god!" He grunted

"Yes, Tommy! Yes!" Lois cried as she started driving her pussy hard and fast over the length of his cock, her hips twisting as she wriggled and writhed on top of him. "You're going to fill me with you blessed seed, aren't you. Oh please Tommy, shoot all that holy juice into me and help me find heaven here on earth! Baptize me! Bless me with that hot ball juice." She groaned.

"You too, Timmy!" she cried, looking over her shoulder, seeing Tim jerking on his cock as he watched her fuck his brother. "Come over here and feed me that wondrous rod the lord blessed you with. Let me feast on his bounty..." She gagged as Timmy drove the head of his cock into her mouth and started fucking her face eagerly.

Lois's eyes rolled up in her head as Tom grabbed her asscheeks and started pounding his cock harder into her pussy as he jerked her up and down on top of him. Tim hands held her head as he stroked his cock in and out of her mouth, making her gag and choke as her drove it deep into her throat again and again.

She felt Tim's cock throb and spasm between her lips and realized that he was about to cum. Her hand came up and cupped his balls, then her fingers slipped into a loose ring around the top of his ball sac, and she tugged on it gently as she milked his egg shaped nuts, encouraging them to give up their creamy cargo.

The first hot jet of jism flooding her cunt sent her skyrocketing off into a mindblowing orgasm. She raised up, her mouth pulling off Tim's cock as she grabbed her tits, throwing her head back, wailing and screaming out her pleasure.

"Yes! Fill me Tom! Empty your balls into my pussy and bless me with your mighty load!" She ranted mindlessly as she shook and spasmed on top of him. " I can feel the pow...mmmphhhhmmmgg!"

She gurgled as Tim shoved his cock back between her lips and fired off an enormous wad a spunk, filling her mouth to overflowing. She wrapped her hand around the twitching shaft of his cock, jerking on it frantically as she pumped her mouth up and down over the jizz spitting knob. 

She pulled her mouth off his cock, swallowing quickly, then pointed his cock at her face, her fist pounding on it roughly as she let his sticky jizz spray all over her face.

"Oh thank you, lord!" She cried. "Thank you for this feast of the flesh we are partaking of!" 

She looked up at Tim, smiling up at him as she opened her mouth, letting a thick string of his cum drool into her mouth. 

"Anoint me, Tim. Spread the lord's bounty he filled your balls with all over my face! Mmmmmmm, feed me all the hot cum he blessed you with, you fucking stud! Mmmphhhhmmmgg!" 

She groaned as she fed his cock back into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily as her hand worked up and the length of the shaft, and her fingers squeezed his balls, to make sure every drop of cum had fled from them.

Tom collapse under her, and she eased her frantic fucking on top of him as she turned her head, keeping Tim's cock in her mouth as she looked down at him. She let Tim's cock slip from her mouth, and pulled him down with her as she laid out over Tom. Tim snuggled close beside her, his cock resting against his brother's hip.

"Our lord is well pleased with you, boys. You have redeemed yourself in his eyes." She whispered into Tom's chest. She raised her head, looking at him, a contented smile of her face. "But we have much more work ahead of us, to make sure you don't backslide. Are you up to that? She asked, squeezing Tom's cock with her pussy as she moved her hand down to grasp Tim's cock.

Her eyes went wide when she felt a hand around it already. Both of Tim's were around her as he lay beside her. She looked down, and saw that it was Tom's hand stroking lazily up and down his brother's cock. She smiled up at him as she slid up higher, pressing her jizz coated lips to his.

Tom kissed her eagerly, his tongue dipping into her mouth, then licking across her lips. Lois pulled back, turning her cheek to him, and he eagerly licked up the thick ribbons of cum from her face.

"Come help your brother, Tim. Help him clean your seed from my flesh." she purred as she rolled off of Tom, stretching out on the floor and spreading her legs wide. She laughed happily as Tim moved between her legs, his mouth opening as he rubbed his face all over her jizz coated cunt.

* * * * *

Lois strolled into Tracy's kitchen a later that afternoon, grinning broadly. She dragged her fingers lightly across Tracy's shoulder as she went by her to the chair at the center of the table.

She pulled the chair out and turned it so her legs stuck out beside the table, rather than under it. She stretched out her legs, crossing them at the ankles, and leaned back in her chair at the same time.

"Nice outfit. That a new skirt?" Tracy said, looking over her newspaper at her friend, noticing the way she was sitting. "You're up to something, what is it?"

"No, I cut off an old one, and rehemmed it. And is that any way to talk to me, your best friend?" she pouted, putting on her best wounded face. "I'm hurt! I mean, I'm really hur..."

"I'm gonna like this, huh?" Tracy said, putting the paper down and leaning forward over the table. "Spill it. What happened? Or what do you want to do?"

"Ohhhhhhh, I don't know," Lois said, looking up at the ceiling casually, then glancing back down at Tracy. "Are you hungry? You have dinner yet?"

"What? No, I haven't, and now that you menti..."

"Good!" Lois said, a big grin spreading across her face. She threw one leg up on the table, spreading the other one wide out on the floor. She flipped up her skirt, showing Tracy her raw, spunk filled pussy. "Cuz I just spent the last three hours fucking both the Wilson twins, and was wondering if you wanna eat their cum outta my pussy!"

"What? When? You bitch! Why didn't you call me?" she sputtered, her eyes wide as she stared at the cum coated lips of Lois's spread beaver. "They're the swimmers with the snooty holy roller mom, right? Shit Lois! I'd love a piece of one of them! And you hogged both?"

"It just happened! The opportunity presented itself, and I went for it." Lois soothed her. "I thought about calling you, but there was alot of effort involved. I had to get them drunk first, and I can't tell you how easy that was! I made a pitcher of margaritas and told them it was punch. I guess bible thumping is thirsty work, cuz they gulped down half a pitcher in like ten minutes. And lemme tell you, I saw god, and he spoke to them through me!"

She stopped to catch her breath, and looked at Tracy with a more serious look on her face. She put her hand down between her legs, smearing the jizz around slowly with her fingers.

"Don't be mad! I really did think about calling you and telling you to come over. But by then, they were already drunk, and I figured it would probably freak them out if you walked in."

"I can understand that, I guess," Tracy said, her mouth watering. "But can you set something else up with them? Wait a minute. Were they any good?"

"Oh my fucking god! They were great! Virgins both, and I got their cherries! I swear, I'm gonna start putting notches on my headboard!" she crowed. "And I already set it up for tomorrow afternoon. They're gonna be at my house around two or so."

She slouched further down in her chair and dipped her fingers in her cum drenched cunt hole, then pulled her fingers out and held then in front of her face, watching the thick cum run down over them.

"Anyway, they just left, so I buttoned my blouse back up and came right over here to see if you'd like a little snack." She held her fingers up to her mouth, licking the sticky jizz from them slowly, looking at Tracy the while time. "Whatta ya say? Interested?"

"You bet yer ass I'm interested!" Tracy grinned as she dropped to knees and scuttled over in front of Lois. She planted her mouth on her jizz soaked pussy slit and slurped up a mouthful, moaning deep in her throat as she swished it around with her tongue, then let it slide down her throat. 

"Mmmmmmm, I love the taste of your pussy, sweetie. And their jizz ain't bad either! Now tell me more! I wanna hear it all!"

End Scene Seven

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Tales of Lustville Scene 08



Scene Eight

Part One

Lois & Timmy

"Hi, boys!" Lois said as she smiled at the Wilson twins as they stood at her front door. "I guess you're ready for another lesson?"

"Yes ma'am," they said in unison. Tom was smiling broadly, but Tim was having trouble meeting her eyes.

"Then come right in," She said, stepping aside for them to come in. She closed the door behind them, and waved them over to the couch. "I made some more of my special punch for you. You seemed to like it so much yesterday."

"I'm sorry I'm dressed like this, but I just got out of the shower." she said as she bent over to pick up the pitcher. She stayed bent over as she poured a glass of punch for each of them, knowing that they could see down the front and see her small round tits. "I was expecting you at two-thirty. I guess I got the time wrong."

Sitting the pitcher down, she smiled as the watched them drain their glasses quickly. she refilled them, then walked around the end of the couch, and headed for the kitchen. 

"I have to get something from the kitchen. Tom, would you help me?"

"Yes, ma..." he stopped when he saw her looking at him, a look of disappointment on her face."Y...yes mama!"

Good boy, she mouthed, then turned and walked into the kitchen. She stopped at the table, and poured two glasses of her special punch out of a smaller pitcher. She picked up one of the glasses, then loosened the sash on her robe. One...two...turn!

She spun around as he stepped into the kitchen, making her robe fell open. Tom's eyes went wide, and he stopped in his tracks. She smiled at him, and walked over, holding the glass out too him. 

"Drink this," she said, taking his other hand, leading him over to the table. She watched him take a big gulp, his eyes roaming all over her body. She put one hand on her hip, holding her robe open. "All of it. That's right...drink it down. That's my good boy."

"Th...thank you mama," he whispered, still staring at her hungrily. 

Lois took the glass from him and turned to the table, filling it again. Picking up both glasses, she held them out to him.

"Tom, I have to tell you, and I think you already know it, but you're my favorite." she said quietly as she stepped up to him, pressing her body lightly against his. "And because you're my favorite, I want to do something special for you."

She could feel his cock throbbing against her stomach as she rubbed against him.

"Wh...what, um...what are yo..."

"I have a special surprise for you in my bedroom. Now take these..." she said as she stepped back, holding the glasses out to him. 

He took the glasses, unsure of what to do. He eyed her hungrily, but he looked terribly confused.

"A...are you coming too?"

"I'll be along in a little bit, I have to talk to Tim first. But you go and wait for me. Be my good boy now. Go..."

She turned him around and pushed at his back. 

"And be quiet, we don't want Tim to hear you."

His shoulders were sagging as he walked over to the doorway, peeked around the corner, then moved quietly behind the couch into the hall. Lois followed him to the doorway, watching him go down the hall, and into her bedroom, heaving a sigh of relief as she saw the door close behind him. She was smiling as she walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch with Tim.

"Whe...where's Tommy?" he asked, his eyes bulging out of his head as he ogled her petite body under her open robe. His cock throb in his pants, it was already hard in anticipation after their encounter yesterday.

"I had something I needed Tom to take care of for me. It's going to take him a little while I think. You don't mind do you?" She was running her fingers up and down his legs, getting closer to his cock on every upstroke. "I think this would be a good time to review some of our lessons from yesterday."

There was a frightened look in Tim's eyes, as if he was unsure what to do without his brother with him. That's why she had separated them. She knew that Tom was going to do fine on his own, but Tim was another matter entirely.

She poured herself a glass of punch, and refilled his. Handing him the glass, she watched him take a long sip. She was tilting her chin up as she watched him drink. When he stopped, she jerked her chin up, signaling him to finish the glass. She watched as he took another drink, tipping it back, draining it completely.

She took the glass from him, and filled it again, but sat it on the coffee table. Turning back to him, she took a big swallow from her own glass, paused, then took another big drink. She paused again, looking at the glass, then tipped her head back and drained it. Sitting the glass on the table, she turned to him and pulled her robe aside.

"What's this, Tim?" she said, bringing her free hand up under her breast, cupping it, and squeezing it with her fingers.

"That's you br...titty. That's your titty ma'am."

"Not bad, Tim. A little backsliding, but not bad." she said. She slid her fingers around her nipple, making it stand up stiffly. "And what's this Tim?"

"Yo...your nipple."

"And what do you do with my nipples, Tim?" she asked him softly, her hand just barely touching the swollen head of his cock through his pants, then moving away.

"I...I k...kiss them."

"And?"

Her thumb moved up and swished lightly across his cockhead, pressing more firmly as she moved it back and forth.

"Tim? I'm waiting. What else do you do with my nipple?"

His cockhead was throbbing under her thumb, and she moved it away, looking at him calmly.

His face was bright red, and he was breathing very hard. Lois was pretty sure he was going to cum in his pants any second, and she didn't care. She knew she could get him hard again easily, and she needed to get him passed this resistance she felt him putting up.

Getting up on her knees, she held her nipple right in front of his face.

"I asked you a question, Tim! Are you going to answer me?"

"Ye...yes ma...yes maam!" he sputtered, looking up at her. "I su...suck on it."

"Don't you want to suck on my nipple now, Tim? I thought you liked it. The way you were licking and sucking on them yesterday, I didn't think you'd ever get enough. Tell me what's wrong Tim. What's bothering you?"

He looked at her nipple, then his eyes flicked up to meet hers, and stayed there. He was pleading with her with his eyes, but she couldn't show him any mercy now. Not when she was this close.

Sitting back down on her heels, she laid her hand on his cock again, squeezing it gently with her fingers. She started stroking the head of his cock with her thumb again, using soft sweeping strokes. She looked at him steadily as she worked her hand gently over his cockshaft.

He started to whimper softly, and tears started to leak from the corners of his eyes, but he never took his eyes off hers. She knew that she only had a couple more barriers to break down, and his lust would come rushing to the surface like the goo from a zit. That's how she pictured it. She was popping an emotional pimple. It was hurting him now, but he'd feel better for it later.

Tom had been so easy! He had taken what she had offered him like she was a new prophet, handing him words of wisdom from on high. Why was Tim fighting her like this she wondered. He had been receptive when they were fucking yesterday, but now he was resisting her. She doubted that it was because they were alone, they had done her singly several times each. And she knew it wasn't because they had double fucked her. He had taken an enthusiastic part in that.

"Didn't you like what we did yesterday, Tim? Are you having second thoughts? That's it, isn't it?" 

She squeezed his cock gently, feeling it jerk under her fingers. She started running her hand up and down over the length of his cock, her fingers massaging the thick vein on the underside, the palm caressing the bloated shaft. Her thumb kept up its steady sweeping motions, pressing harder, then softer, never letting him get used to one sensation.

He tried to speak, but couldn't make the words come out. He was whimpering louder now, and his chin had quivering.

"Oh Timmy," she said softly, giving him a little something for himself. "You know why I'm doing this to you, don't you?"

He shook his head slowly, tears running freely from his eyes now, but he still looked her right in the eye.

"I'm trying to help you become a man, Timmy. I know it hurts! I know it feels wrong! But it's not Timmy!" 

A ragged sob burst from his throat and he buried his face in her chest, wrapping his arms around her as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Lois felt his cock pulse and throb powerfully under her hand, and suddenly, she felt a moist heat under her fingers. She looked down, and saw large wet spot growing on the front of his pants.

She squeezed his cock steadily, tightening her fingers around it, milking his load out for him. She held his head to her breast gently, whispering in his ear as she rocked him back and forth.

"That's my good boy, Tim. That's right, let it out. Oooooohhhh, I'm so proud of you!"

She hugged him to her breasts, letting him cry himself out as she rocked him back and forth slowly. She had gotten him through a major barrier, now she just had to make she he didn't build it back up again.

* * * * *

Part Two

Tracy & Tommy

Tom stopped as he entered Lois's bedroom, his eyes bugging out when he saw the vision of beauty stretched out on the bed.

Tracy was laying back on a pile of pillows wearing a black push-up bra that squeezed her fluffy tits together, making them look even bigger than they were. There was a narrow black garterbelt around her waist, the suspenders holding up black stockings with red piping at the top that matched the trim on her bra and garterbelt.

Her legs were spread slightly, but when she saw him come into the room, she gave him her best come hither smile and spread her legs a little wider, giving him a clear view of her hairless pussy mound, with the little landing strip perched above it.

"Hi there," she said warmly. "Is one of those for me?"

Tom looked down at the glasses in his hands, then back up at her. He just looked at her.

"Let's play a game. I'm going to ask you if one of those is for me, and you're going to say yes. Okay?"

He looked down at the glasses again, then back up at her.

"A...are yo...you my sur...surprise?" he finally managed to say. He took a step forward, then stopped.

"Very good!" she said, clapping her hands. "You can walk and talk at the same time! Now kick the door shut, and do that thing with your feet again."

Tom dropped his head and blushed, but he was smiling now. He pushed the door closed with his elbow, and walked slowly across the room, watching as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. She was watching him coolly as he came closer.

She held her hand out, and he gave her one of the glasses. She took a big sip, still looking up at him.

"How many of these have you had so far today?" she asked, holding her glass up.

"T...two." he said, his eyes roaming over her body.

Taking another drink, she sat the glass on the nightstand, and leaned back on her hands. Her tits swelled up under her bra, and she spread her legs a little more, giving him just a peek of her pussy mound.

"I'm Tracy. What's your name?" She held up her finger as he opened his mouth. "Don't stutter."

"Tom, my name's Tom."

"Very good, Tom. Now, let me guess, you drank one real fast when you got here, because you liked the way it made you feel yesterday." It was a statement, not a question.

She paused, and when he nodded, she continued. "Then Lois made you chug another one before she sent you in here."

He nodded again.

"Take another sip. About this much." she held her fingers an inch or so apart.

He sipped at the glass, and when he brought it away from his mouth, she pointed at the nightstand. He sat the glass down, and took a step toward her, then stopped.

"Come on, don't stop there." she sat back up on the side of the bed, holding her hand out to him. 

He moved closer, taking her hand. She pulled him the rest of the way over, more as a gesture, because he was moving on his own now. When he was close enough, she reached up and started to open the top button of his shirt, then stopped.

"Can I take your shirt off, Tom?"

"Yes, please." he said softly.

"You know I'm going to seduce you, don't you, Tom? Lois sent us in here as a present for each other. What do you think of that? Answer both questions, Tom."

Her fingers were working their way down the front of his shirt slowly. She stopped after the third one, and looked up at his face.

"Yes, I know you're going to seduce me," he said, a small smile on his lips. "And I like it."

"Good," she nodded, going back to opening the buttons on his shirt. "Do you know why she wants you to make love with me?"

He gasped softly, and she put her hand on his hip to steady him.

"Do you, Tom?" she ask again, looking up at him.

He shook his head.

"Words, Tom. Use your mouth, and talk. And say my name."

"Be...because she wants us to have a good time together. Tracy."

"Not bad, but say my name again."

"Tracy. I think, she wants us to have good time together, Tracy."

Her hands started working on his belt.

"I'm going to open your pants now, Tom. so I can get to the rest of the buttons on your shirt. Do you see how I keep using your name, Tom? I do that to help you relax."

He nodded, but caught himself. 

"I understand, Tracy. Thank you." He paused, than added, "Are you nervous too, Tracy?"

"Yes, a little. Thank you for asking."

She pushed his shirt open, then went back to working on his belt, She got the hasp undone, and pulled the belt free. She paused with her fingers poised to open his pants.

"You know how, in the movies, someone always says, 'Relax, I'm not going to bite you'?"

"Yes, I've see..." he gasped as she leaned forward and sank her teeth into the rippling muscles on his stomach. "Oh god, Tracy..."

She pulled back, and started opening the clasp on his pants.

"I guess you figured out that I'm not going to say that."

He laughed with her, then surprised her.

"Do it again, Tracy."

She looked up at him, he fingers on the tab of his zipper.

"Where, Tom. Pick a spot, and show me where you want me to bite you."

He pulled he shirt aside, bending his knees slightly, and turning his body toward her. 

"Here." he said, his finger rubbing under his nipple.

"Good choice. Put your hand on the back of my head, Tom. Pull me to you."

He brought his hand up, slipping his fingers through her hair. He played with her silky tresses for a moment, then drew her forward, meeting her halfway.

"Are you wearing underwear, Tom?" she asked just before her lips touched his nipple.

"No, I'm not. I usually don't at school."

Her lips closed around his nipple, and she used them to chew on it lightly. Her tongue swirled around it, and he moaned, pulling her harder against him. Her finger had his zipper half way down, and she stopped as his pants sagged around his hips.

"Bite it, Tracy. You're suppose to be biting it." he groaned.

She looked up at him. his eyes were closed, and he was breathing heavily through his nose. His fingers tightened in her hair as he pressed his nipple harder against her mouth.

She took the tiny nugget between her teeth, biting on it gently. He jerked against her, and his other hand came up to rest on her shoulder. She realized that he was really enjoying what she was doing to him, so she sucked more of his tit into her mouth, and bit down a little harder.

He started to shake, and was pulling her head against him, so she kept biting down on the tender flesh of his tit bud. When she was afraid to bite any harder for fear of breaking skin, she pulled back, stretching his nipple away from his body. Shaking her head like a dog, she tugged it back and forth between her teeth.

She dropped one hand between his legs, sliding it slowly up his thigh till she felt his cock under her hand. She groaned into his nipple as she felt how hard it was. She forgot herself for a moment and bit down, forcing a long, loud moan from him. His cock throbbed powerfully under her fingers. She pulled her hand away quickly, not wanting to make him cum in his pants. She loosened her grip on his nipple at the same time.

Pulling back, she inspected his nipple, making sure she hadn't bitten into it, then she looked up at Tom's face.

He still had his eyes closed, and he was breathing heavily. He had relaxed his grip on her head, but still had his hand clamped tightly to her shoulder. She turned her head, leaning down to kiss him softly on the back of his hand. When she looked up at his face again, his eyes were open, and he was looking back at her.

"Someone's done that to you before." she said.

He just looked at her.

"Will you tell me who?"

He kept looking at her, so she looked back down and started opening his pant again.

"Tim. My brother, Tim."

She stopped working on his zipper, and pulled back it up a little bit.

She nodded and looked up at him. "Okay."

She kissed his stomach, running her tongue into his belly button, she stopped when he took her face between his hands and turned her face up toward him.

"Aren't you going to ask me anything else?"

"Not about that. You'll tell me when you want me to know." She looked at him thoughtfully. "Let's go back to my original question. But kick your shoes off first and get up on the bed with me."

Pushing him away, she slid up onto the bed and stretched out. She patted a spot next to her. She watched as he kicked off his shoes, and started to open his pants.

"No, I want to do that. I like unwrapping my presents myself." she said with a smile.

He pulled his shirt out of his pant, but left it on as he climbed up next to her.

She squirmed down a little so she could lay her head on his stomach, her hands folded under her chin.

"Tell me why Lois wants us to make love together. Besides having fun."

He thought for a minute, then shook his head. "I don't know." he paused, then added, "Will you tell me?

"Honest is good. Keep that up, women like it. And yeah, I'll give you my answer if you can't think of it." She kissed his tummy, then looked up at him.

"While you're thinking about that, I have some more questions. You don't have to answer if you don't want to."

"Okay. What's the first one?"

"Before yesterday, had you ever had sex with a woman or a girl?"

"No," he said, shaking his head. She could feel him tensing up as he anticipated the next question.

"Did you feel me touching your dick while I was biting your nipple?"

"What? When...wait, gimme a sec, here." He looked down at her. "Can we move around a little bit? I want to sit up like you were when I came in."

She raised up off him, letting him move up on the bed so he was resting against the pile of pillows. She shook her head when he patted the place next to him. She crawled up, stretching out beside him once he got settled, resting her hands and her head on his stomach again.

"You don't want me to hold you? I thought women like to be held." he said quietly, trying to change the subject.

"We like to be held, or at least I do." she paused for a moment, letting him stew. "I just want to look at you. I like looking at you."

"But aren't we going to..."

"We are, and we have been. But you haven't answered my last question."

"N...no, I didn't, or at least I didn't notice it. When did you do it?"

"When I was biting your nipple, right near the end when I was biting it really hard, and pulling it away from your body." she stopped, letting him absorb that. "I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it a few times, but it was throbbing so hard I though you might come in your pants. So I stopped."




Tales of Lustville Scene 08



He was nodding, looking somewhere inside himself.

"Do you have any questions for me?"

"Not yet. Only the one I haven't figured out yet. And you're telling me alot about yourself with the questions you're asking. And not asking."

He held out his hand, and she gave him one of hers, but kept her steady gaze on his face.

"It's not just sex is part of the answer. I expected to just start fucking when I saw you laying in the bed. If I had come in here and just taken off my clothes and got up on the bed, you would have fucked me, wouldn't you?"

She nodded, smiling at him again. 

"Did you see that I needed you to make love to my mind, before you had sex with me?"

She shook her head. "You did that. Your body was screaming be gentle with me. It's okay, I like this, and I like you now. and when we get to the sex, it's gonna be better for me. And you too I hope."

She sighed, a wry smile on her lips now. "I know what sex with Lois is like. I've watched her having sex, and I had sex with, and made love with her. You can do both with the same person, you know."

"Will you tell me the rest of it? Or what you think it is? I guess I'll have to get the rest of it from her." 

"She'll tell you it was because she wanted to fuck your brother. But that's not all of it for her. From what I know, you pushed passed some barriers yesterday, and felt good about yourself when you left. How did you feel when you got up this morning?"

She turn and rolled over on her back, and laid her head on his stomach again, her body stretched out across the bed. Reaching up she pulled his hand down and put it on her breast. "Play with my titties. I want to feel you touching me."

She pushed her bra down, and his hand closed over her tit. He molded and squeezed it gently, then moved over to the other one.

"I felt pretty good. I jerked off in the shower fantasizing about her sucking my dick. God that felt so good. Lois really knows what she doing."

"That's the way you're supposed to feel." She rolled her head to one side, and looked at him. "Do you want to have sex with me now?"

"No, or at least, not yet. I'm not through making love with you yet."

"Oh my! How old are you? Don't answer that. I don't want to know."

Taking his hand off her tit, she rolled over and got up on her knees. She moved over next to him, and rested her hand on his stomach.

"Well, in that case, do you mind if I finish unwrapping my present? Yours, you'll notice, came in an easy access package."

"And I like the package too. It's a total package. I'd like to get my...never mind. But will you do me a favor?"

"Depends on what it is." she said as she dragged her hand down slowly over his stomach, down through the crisp curls of his cock bush, not stopping till her fingers were on the tab of his zipper again. She dragged it down slowly, one tooth at a time. "What's the favor?"

"When we start having sex, will you teach me how to make love to you?"

"Of course silly! But you're going to have to pay attention to what I'm telling you. Keep in mind, that my whole body will be talking to you. It not all just words, Tom." 

The zipper had reached the bottom, and she spread the flaps on his slacks, and started to ease them down. He lifted his hips to help her, and kicked his feet as she pushed them down his legs, and off his feet. She took his socks off, pushing his clothes off the end of the bed, before she moved her eyes back up to his crotch.

"Nice," she said crawling next to him and wrapping her hand around his cock, stroking it lazily. "Go ahead and ask me the question."

He shook his head, grinning. "No, just go ahead and tell me the answer. I already know it's not what I want to hear."

"Okay, I've seen bigger. But this is one nice dick you got here, Tom. Let's see...one...two...three."

She stacked her hands one on top of the other, then moved the bottom hand around to the top. More than half the head protruded from her fingers.

"Three hands and most of the head still sticks out? That's a good ten inches, easy. Is Tim packing the same kind of meat?"

"He's about the same size. But he claims his is bigger. He has more foreskin than I do."

"Who's the top?" she asked casually.

"We switch. We've been fooling around since we were kids." He looked down at her. "We don't fuck. We just suck each other, and play. We both know what the other likes. Will you come up here for a minute?"

"Sure. Next to or on?"

"You pick. I haven't kissed you yet. and I really want to."

"Definitely on top then." she said, throwing a leg over his waist, then crawling up onto him on her hands and knees. She stretched out on top of him, snuggling close, then raised her head and looked at him.

"I'm having a good time. How about you?"

"Truth? Lois made me...no, I came six times with Lois yesterday, she didn't make me cum. Well, maybe a couple times. But I've had as good, if not better time in the short time we've been making love together, than any one of those by itself."

"Six? Wow, I'm impressed! But what you're saying sounds about right. Now about this kissing thing. I like a lot of tongue, giving and receiving. I like it hot, sloppy and wet. Soft, tender and passionate too. You just have to pay attention to what I respond to. And do you mind if I jill off on your dick while we suck face? I love doing that!"

"As long as you don't mind me jacking off with your pussy while we kiss. Just out of idle curiosity, where did you learn a trick like that?"

She looked at him for a moment, her eyes shining, a crooked smile on her lips. She hugged him as she pressed her pussy down onto his cock, and her hips started working up and down, grinding her cunt slit over his cockshaft. She was breathing heavily and her ass started humping harder against him.

"Hold onto my ass, Tom. Squeeze my ass! Yeah! Dig your fingers in and pulled me down on your dick. No! Wait!" She slid one hand between them, getting her fingers under his throbbing cockshaft. "Sssshhhhh, lay still, Tom, let me do it. Let me make it good for both of us..."

"Mmmmmmm, your pussy is so hot, Tracy! it feels like its gonna burn my cock! Oh shit, what a...are you doing? Nunh! God...do that some more! Please!"

Raising her hips a little, she pressed his cockshaft into her cunt mound. Her pussy was drooling heavily, and she pasted a rich layer of cream along the length of his cock as she slid up and down over it.

"How's that feel, Tommy? Does it feel as good to you as it does to me?" she purred in his ear. "Do you like the way your big dick feels sliding up and down through my hot...wet...cunt!" She growled the last word in his ear. She was humping her clit onto his cockknob, and she was starting to cum already. "I'm gonna cum on your big fucking cock, Tommy! Oh god! It feels so good!" 

"Oh it does, Tracy! It feels so good!" 

She was jerking and writhing frantically on top of him, and she lost her grip on his cock. She still had it trapped between her fingers and her cunt slit, but couldn't find the tender bud of her clit with his cockhead again. She started stroking up and down over him again, working her hips back and forth, making his meaty shaft slosh all around in her sloppy wet slit.

Her orgasm had come up so quickly that it caught her by surprised. She couldn't do anything but surrender to it, Tom held onto her ass as she rode him feverishly, terrified that she'd slide off and take the wonderful sensation away from him.

"Oh god, baby! I'm cumming so good. Mom's cumming so good on her baby's big cock! Cum with me, Kyle! Shoot your hot cum all over me, baby! Give it to mmmeeeee!!"

Tom had been holding her hips, but as she started writhing and panting more frantically, he moved his arms up around her back, hugging her tight to him. His tiny nipples poked against her as they slid over each other on a sheen of sweat.

When he heard her say her son's name, urging him to cum with her, his own throbbing cock twitched, and he spurted hot cum all over her juicing pussy slit. Hugging her tighter, he plowed his cockshaft through her pussy slit, the pulsing knob sliding up out of her gooey cunt slice, and up between their bodies. Hot spunk sprayed out between them, soaking their bellies, mixing with the sweat already covering them.

He jerked his hips back as she raised up, and as they both moved, his cockhead pressed against the tight ring of her cunt hole, He squirted hot, sticky cum right onto her pussy, and she screamed in his ear.

Her head came flying up, and she stared glassy eyed into his eyes. "Tell me!" she grunted, wrapping her hand around his spasming cockstalk. Tell me you want to cum in my hot tight pussy! Tell me you want to fuck me, Kyle!"

"I want it Mama! Please! Let me put my cock in yo...Oh my god, Mama!"

Tracy slammed her cunt down over his cockhead, sucking it into her cumming cunt hole. Pounding her hips up and down feverishly, she slid her wet, sucking pussy over the top of his cock. She collapsed on him, hugging and kissing him finally as his hips flung his cock in and out of her wildly.

"Mama!" he wailed. "So good, Mama! I always knew it would be!"

His hips were jerking out of control as he spiraled through the most intense orgasm of his life. He clamped his hands on her ass, jerking her down as he slammed his hips upward. His cock plunged in to the balls in her tight, clasping cunt chute, and he froze, his arched hips holding them both off the bed, then fell heavily, making her grunt as his cockhead punched full force into the mouth of her womb.

Tracy felt like her head was going to explode as raucous spasms seized her body. She lay on top of him, just letting her body do whatever it wanted as she tried to absorb the pounding waves of sensation as they crashed over her.

Tom was laying under her, his legs weak and numb, his arms still clenched around her tightly. He basked in the searing heat of her pussy, unable to believe that he'd finally done it.

"I love you so much Mama. I've wanted this for so long...you can't know! You...please just hold me Mama!"

Tracy was coming down, listening to his plaintive cries. He had hinted, but was now confirming where his interest lie.

"Ssssshhhh, Tommy. Mama loves her big boy." she cooed in his ear as she kissed his neck, his cheek, then his shoulder. "Just hold me Tommy. Mama feels so good in your arms.

"But its not real, Tracy." he whispered. "I want it so bad, but she'll never let it happen."

"Sssshhhh, Tommy. Listen to me. It took me a long time to see what I had in front of me. And you're right, some people never see it." She raised up off him, sliding her arms under him and hugging him as she lay her head on his chest. "You asked my who taught me what we just did, so I'm going to tell you. My son. Three days ago."

She felt his head come up, and she raised up, looking at him. 

"It's true. It was an accident, but it turned out that we both wanted it. I know your mom, Tommy. There's something in there, a spark that I feel inside myself. Lois feels that same spark in her. Would you believe that before this week, besides masturbating, I hadn't had sex in almost two years? I think Lois had gone at least a year. If you had come by last week, she would have closed the door in your face, and we wouldn't be here."

"Wow," Tom whispered. "Do you think I have a chance?"

"I really don't know, sweetie. I won't lie to you. But can I try to help? I have an idea that might work for all of us."

"What's that?"

"The truth. She lives by scripture, and the truth is at the core of that right? Me and Lois think we should tell her about what we do with our boys. And what we've done with you and Tim. Then you be the loving attentive son, and show off this hot body every chance you get."

"I don't think that would work. She'd go to the preacher, and you'd be run out of town."

"We thought of that. and it might be worth it. But there's always plan B."

"Plan B?"

"We get her drunk and seduce her, like Lois did with you and Tim."

End Scene Eight

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Tales of Lustville Scene 09



Scene Nine

Tracy, Lois & Susan

Lois and Tracy were sitting in Lois's kitchen talking as they sipped their coffee. They were discussing the Wilson twins, and wondering how they were going to get their mother Susan involved in their budding incest circle, so her son's could fuck her, as they both appeared eager to do. The main hurdle they knew, was Susan's extreme devotion to her faith.

They were interrupted by the doorbell. Lois went to answer it and Tracy followed, stopping in the doorway, sipping her coffee. Lois opened the front door, almost gasping when she saw Susan Wilson standing there.

Susan was a tall, statuesque blonde, standing five-ten in her bare feet. She was wearing a pair of stylish, but sensible low heels today, that still made her almost a head taller than Lois. It was hard for the girls to gauge her figure, because she was wearing a loose, long sleeved blouse, and a lightweight skirt that fell below her knees. Her clothes seemed to be chosen to conceal her body from the world.

"Susan! W...what a pleasant surprise!" she said, looking up at her. "What can I do for you today?"

"Well, Mrs. Parker, my boys have been spending quite a bit of time over here the last couple of days." she said coolly, looking Lois over slowly. "And to be honest, you never struck me as the religious type. I don't mean to offend you, but I'd like to know what's going on. May I come in?"

"Yes, of course!" Lois said, stepping aside and waving her in into the house. "You know my friend Tracy, don't you?"

Tracy raised her cup, smiling at the other woman. As soon as she'd heard Lois greet Susan, she'd decided that she was going to stick around, and see what was going to develop.

"Harris, Tracy Harris isn't it?" Susan said neutrally. "Your boy, Kyle I think it is, plays football for Big State?"

"Yes, he does. He's going to be starting in tomorrow's game as a matter of fact."

"You must be so proud."

Tracy was tempted to go over and smack the snooty bitch, but managed to restrain herself. Lois felt the tension growing between the two women, and tried to head it off.

"Won't you sit down, Susan," she said brightly. "Tracy and I were just having coffee. Would you like a cup?"

"No, I don't use stimulants." she said. "But the boys mentioned that you made the most delicious punch! If it wouldn't be too much trouble..." She gave Lois a look that frightened the smaller woman.

"Of course!" Lois said, taking a step back, and glancing over at Tracy. "It only takes a minute. Have a seat. I'll be right back."

She walked into the kitchen, grabbing Tracy's arm as she went by. When they were out of sight, she exhaled sharply, then took in several deep breaths, trying to calm herself.

"Fuck! She knows something!" she said quietly, pacing back and forth. "What should I do, Tracy?"

"Make the punch. And put enough tequila in it so she'll be able to taste it." Tracy said, glancing back toward the living room.

"What? Are you crazy?"

"No, I think we misread her." Tracy said slowly. "I watched her while you were talking at the door. She was checking you out. That outfit you have on doesn't leave anything to the imagination, sweetie. And I don't mean...Lois, she was looking at your body. She wasn't judging you."

"Are you sure? If you're wro..."

"I'm not." She said, walking over and picking up the pitcher out of the drain board. She brought it over to the table, and looked at Lois. "Make your punch. I think this might be an interesting afternoon. Either that, or we get drunk, and she kicks our asses."

Lois peeked around the corner into the living room. Susan was sitting quietly on the couch, flipping through a magazine.

"She looks like she could do it too." Lois said, then opened a cabinet and started pulling out bottles, handing them to Tracy. "I sure hope you're right."

"Relax, we don't know anything. Let's see what she wants, then go from there."

"Okay..." 

She made the margaritas quickly, tasting it several times as she added ingredients. Tracy took a taste, then picked up the tequila bottle, and emptied it into the pitcher. She gave it stir, then tasted it again, nodding.

"Good, you can really taste the tequila. Get some chips or something, and let's get back in there."

"There's crackers, top shelf in that cabinet. Get them while I get some cheese or something." Lois said as she went over to the fridge. 

The girls walked back into the living room a few minutes later, Lois carrying the pitcher, Tracy following, with a tray of crackers and cheeses, and three glasses.

"Here we are, Susan." Lois said lightly. "I'm sorry it took so long. I decided to bring some snacks too." She poured Susan a glass of punch, then poured one for herself and Tracy before she sat the pitcher down. "Do you mind if Tracy stays, Susan? Or did you want to speak to me privately."

"Oh no. May I call you Tracy, dear?" she asked, glancing over at her, then continued when Tracy smiled and nodded. "It would be lovely if Tracy stayed with us." She paused, looking back at Lois. "No dear, this is purely a social call. Is there something I should be concerned about?"

Susan took a sip of her punch, surprising Tracy when she didn't react at all to the strong taste of the tequila. She took another big drink, then another. Emptying her glass, she smiled at Lois.

"No, not that I can think of." Lois said casually. "It's just that you've never visited me before, and..."

"May, I?" Susan interrupted, reaching for the pitcher. "It's been so long since I've had tequila. And I have to admit, I have missed it."

Lois looked at Tracy, then back at Susan.

"Excuse me?"

"The tequila. Is that the secret ingredient in your special punch?" she smiled comfortably as she filled her glass, and sat back on the couch. "Tell me, did you make them this strong for Timmy and Tommy? And please girls, drink up! You're not going to make me sit here and get drunk by myself are you?"

"What do you want, Susan?" Lois asked, looking at her closely.

"Want? I want you to take a drink of your margarita, Lois. I'd like us to have a nice buzz on before you tell me what's been happening over here with my boys." She paused, leaning forward. "But one thing I'd like to know now if you'll tell me. How were they? Were they any good?"

"H...how did you know?"

Susan laughed and took a long sip of her drink. "You sent them home drunk the first time they visited you. And Tommy was positively glowing yesterday when he said they were coming back here again for more bible study. It was pretty obvious."

Lois started to say something, but Susan cut her off.

"I've been waiting for one of the local housewives to break them in. It was only a matter of time, the way the women are around here." she paused, giving Lois an admiring glance. "I never expected anyone to take them on together. Bravo, dear. Bravo!"

"Why didn't you do it yourself?" Tracy asked quietly.

"Oh, I couldn't do..."

"Why not? We did." Tracy told her, standing up and going over to sit on the other side of her. "Lois's son Phil is the best fuck I've had. My Kyle has a nice big dick, but he...Well, what do you think Lois?"

"I love my Phil, and he's got that big beautiful dick," she giggled, "I seem to just, I don't know, click with Kyle! We seem to bring something out in each other!"

Tracy took Susan's glass from her, smiling at the stunned woman. Reaching up, she ran the back of her fingers across her cheek. Susan closed her eyes, sighing softly.

"You came over here to get fucked, didn't you Susan? Don't deny it, I saw it as soon as I saw you scoping out Lois at the door."

"B...but I thought..." Lois sputtered.

"It's all just an act. She's been playing some kind of game, or role, all this time." she said to Lois. She looked back at Susan, cupping her fingers under her chin and drawing her closer. "I don't believe you wanted to live like that all that time. Maybe you've been punishing yourself for something? Something in your past?"

Susan nodded. Her face was less then an inch from Tracy's. She licked her lips as she stared unflinchingly into her eyes.

"Aren't you going to kiss me, Susan? Or are you waiting for me to kiss you?" Tracy asked softly. "That's it isn't it? You need me to initiate it, or you need permission. Ask me, Susan. Ask me to kiss you."

"Please!" Susan gasped, then sighed happily as Tracy lips pressed to hers. Opening her mouth, she slithered her tongue into Tracy's mouth, kissing her hungrily. The kiss only lasted a moment, then Susan pulled away.

"Thank you," she said, looking at Tracy, then glancing at Lois. She picked up her glass and took a sip, then another, and sat it back on the table.

"But, why all the pretense and show?" Lois asked. "I'm sorry for being slow, but I don't understand."

Susan nodded. "I can see how you'd be confused. And I'll tell you all about it later." She looked at back and forth between them. "I will tell you, I made a promise to the boy's father, just before he died. That was when the boys were still very young, not quite seven."

"What was the promise, Susan?" Tracy asked. "Can you tell us?"

"That I would be chaste and pure until the boys were grown. And that I'd raise them to be good, honest men. I've fulfilled that promise. It was easier to do that with the mask of religion. Men rarely approach me like they used too." She looked at Tracy with a pleading look in her eyes. "But now it's time to live for me again. Oh please, it's been so long since..."

"Stand up Susan," Tracy said.

Susan stood up quickly, turning to face Tracy, knowing what was coming. 

"Lift your skirt. Slowly...take your time." Tracy said, leaning back on the couch. "Wait. Lois, help me move the coffee table out. Let's give Susan some room."

They got up, and pulled the coffee table out several feet. Susan waited quietly, her hands folded in front of her.

Lois and Tracy got settled again, and Tracy nodded at Susan. "Continue, Susan. Lift up your skirt."

Susan took two steps back, then grasped the material of her skirt in her fingers, and started pulling it up slowly, showing her dimpled knees, then a smooth expanse of white skin as her thighs came into view. She gathered the material in her hands as the hem of her skirt crept higher and higher.

Tracy leaned over and whispered in Lois's ear, her eyes never leaving Susan as she drew her skirt up over her legs. Lois gave Tracy a questioning look, but Tracy didn't see it. Her attention was riveted on Susan.

"You asked what I thought of your boys, Susan." Lois said as she watch her raise her skirt. "They were both cherry when I fucked them. They got drunk pretty fast, so I pretended to spill my drink on myself, and went and changed into my slutty librarian outfit. It was easy after that. I made them eat my pussy, then I sucked Tim's cock while Tom ate me till I came. I fucked Tom first because he was handy, and sucked Tim off while I rode Tom's cock."

She paused, looking Susan in the eyes. "Do you want to hear more Susan? Or would you like to wait till after we make you cum?"

Susan gasped, and her breathing got heavier. She stared at Lois. "I...I'll wait till...Oh god if you tell me more, I'll cum before you even touch me!"

She looked down, and kept pulling up her skirt, the material gathering in her fingers almost filled them. Her skirt was just below her pussy now, and she paused, waiting.

Tracy and Lois both leaned forward, looks of eager expectation on their faces.

"They've both got nice big dicks, ten inchers at least." Lois continued. "Tom took to pussy like a duck out of water, but you really did a job on Tim. I had to push him every step of the way. He enjoyed himself once I got him drunk enough, but you've got your work cut out with him."

Susan drew her skirt up, tantalizingly slow, a millimeter at a time. She knew she had her audience enthralled. The bottom of her pussy came into view, and both women gasped when they saw that she wasn't wearing panties.

"You were right," Lois said softly. "She came over here ready to get fucked." she looked up at Susan. "What made you think I'd fuck you, Susan? I'd never done it with a woman till recently."

"I would have made you want me, Lois" she said confidently, pulling her skirt higher.

Her pussy mound was neatly trimmed, much to Tracy's surprise and delight, she'd been expecting a jungle of pussy hair. The hair on top was shaped into a neat vee, and the hairs fringing her pussylips were cropped very close. It was an absolutely beautiful pussy.

Tracy stood up, and stepped behind Susan. "Lois, help Susan with her blouse. I'll help her with her skirt."

Susan held her skirt up around her hips as Tracy stood behind her. She didn't move when Tracy opened the snap, and pulled the zipper down, then pushed it down over her hips. Her skirt fell to the floor, and Susan lifted one foot out of it, then lifted her other foot, and kicked it off to the side. She didn't move out of her position standing in front of the two other women.

"Are you naturally submissive, Susan?" Tracy asked her quietly.

Susan looked over her shoulder at her and grinned. "Oh god, no! I'm just out of practice. And to be honest, I'm enjoying you bossing me around. You should check you know. Just to make sure I'm not lying."

Lois had opened all the buttons on Susan's blouse and her breath caught in her throat as she pushed it open. "Oh my god!" she said softly. "Why are you hiding these beautiful titties in this awful harness, Susan?"

She stepped behind her, pulled her blouse off her shoulders and down her arms, revealing Susan's heavy, uncomfortable looking bra. She opened the hooks on her bra, pushing the straps off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Coming back around in front of her, she lifted Susan's huge tits in her hands, bouncing them up and down, as if weighing them.

"How big are these puppies?" she giggled, looking up at Susan's face. "Tracy, come look at these things. I mean, they're fucking amazing!"

Tracy came around, her eyes going wide as she took in the bountiful breast meat adorning Susan's chest. She looked the other woman up and down, whistling softly as she admired her body. She had broad shoulders, and her huge tits hung well on her chest. Her tummy was gently rounded, her hips full and lush. Supporting her upper body, her thighs were full, and well rounded, tapering down into muscular calves. She had an even layer of body fat covering her that flattered her, and went naturally with her height.

Whipping her shirt over her head, Tracy popped the front clasp on her bra freeing her own full, round tits. Her hands moved under the other woman's huge tits, lifting them, and rubbing the nipples against her own as she leaned forward into her.

"How big are they, Susan?" she asked, looking her in the eyes. "Thirty-eight's? And at least a DD-cup?"

"Thirty-six F's. I don't look that broad do I? Damn, I thought I was keeping my weight down!"

Tracy looked at Lois, a shit eating grin on her face. "You better be careful, sweetie! You turn Phil loose on her with a bottle of oil, and we won't see him for weeks!" she laughed.

"Wow!" Lois panted, pushing Tracy out of the way. She wrapped her hands around Susan's huge tits, and buried her face in them, rubbing it back and forth, making booga, booga, booga noises. "Lay down on the floor, Susan. Tracy, you can have the fur burger. I wanna play with these watermelons! They make my little A-cups look like pimples!"

As Susan stretched out on the floor, Lois pulled her tanktop over her head, tossing it aside, followed quickly by her sports bra. Pushing her running shorts and panties down over her hips, she wiggled them down her legs and kicked them to the side. She dropped down beside Susan, kneeling next to her. Her hands wrapped around the fleshy mounds again, and she squeezed and molded them like a kid with a new toy.

Susan moan, arching her back, pushing her tits up at her hands. "I like your titties Lois," she purred, "They're so firm and round! And I bet you don't have to wear a bra all the time. And no hair on your pussy! It makes you look like a teenager! I bet my boys went wild over you!"

"You got that right girlfriend! That Tom! Oh my god, can he eat pussy! And he loves it to! If there wasn't a dick in my pussy, his mouth was on it. A couple of times, Tim was doing me doggie, and Tom was under me, licking my clit and sucking my cunt at the same time!" She didn't tell Susan that he would suck on his brother's balls too, and that Tim would pull out every so often, and stick his cock in his mouth for a few strokes, then slam it back in her pussy.

Tracy had stripped while Lois was playing with Susan's tits, and was about to move between her legs when an amusing thought hit her. She wanted to try Phil's little trick from their get together.

"I'll be right back, I want to get something from the kitchen." she said.

Lois ignored her, if she even heard her at all, Susan smiled, nodding.

"Move around over me, Lois." Susan said eagerly, "Let me suck your pretty little titties while you play with my whoppers. It's been so long since I've let anyone play with them!"

Lois scampered around, bringing her upper body over Susan's face, her perky little nipples standing out stiffly. She moaned as Susan sucked one nipple into her mouth, and felt her moan into her titty when she locked her lips over a palm size areole, and started sucking eagerly. They feasted on each others tits, both enjoying the contrast with her own.

Tracy came back from the kitchen carrying a small plate with a smattering of jellies, slices of fruit, and a couple of ice cubes. She grinned when she saw her friends writhing together on the floor. She dropped down between Susan's legs, pleased to see that they were already spread wide, knees raised, with her feet comfortably planted on the floor. Stretching out between them, she dipped her finger in one of the puddles on the plate, sniffed it to see what it was, then spread it slowly over Susan's coral colored inner cuntlips.

Susan shivered, and pushed Lois off her for a moment so she could look between her legs. She saw Tracy wiping her finger over her pussylips, then slip the finger in to her mouth and lick it clean. Pulling the smaller woman back down on her, she started sucking her tits again, and wiggled one arm up between her legs, running her fingertips over the smooth shaved lips of her pussy.

"I love your little shaved pussy, honey." she mumbled into Lois's tits. "I might do mine like that."

"Don't, this suits you." Tracy said, dipping her face into Susan's lightly furred cunt slit, her tongue dragging up the length of it, lapping up the jelly she'd smeared on it. "Mmmmmmm, apple goes with your juices, sweetie. Both are warm and sweet on the tongue." She dipped her finger in another sauce, and spread it around over her pussy again. "The hair frames your pussy nicely, and it's short enough that it doesn't get in the way when I eat you. We can try different shapes on the bush if you want, but I like the fur around the burger!"

Susan laughed into Lois's tit's, her fingers sliding lazily around in her dripping cunt slit, she ran her fingers over her clit, and Lois jerked, and small spurt of girl cum coating Susan's fingers.

"God lord, Lois! Your pussy is positively dripping!" Susan moaned, taking one of her nipples between her teeth, nibbling on it lightly. "Turn around, and sit on my face! I want to taste you!"

"Oh goodie!" Lois cried, pulling her head up, and slapping Susan's tits from side to side, making them shimmy and shaky on her chest. "Fuck! That is so kewl!" she grinned, as she watched, then looked down at Tracy. She twisted around quickly and crawled up over Susan, planting a knee on either side of her head, bringing her juicy little cunt right down onto her mouth.




Tales of Lustville Scene 09



Susan's mouth opened as Lois's sopping wet cunt slit descended on it, her tongue sticking out, waggling around to brush and stroke over the puffy pink lips eagerly. Lois held herself up over Susan's face, moving her hips in slow circles, teasing herself by just letting her tongue make the lightest of touches on her cunt meat. Susan whined, and grabbed her asscheeks, dragging her down onto her mouth.

"Oooooohhhh! Aren't you the eager one!" Lois giggled. She ground her cunt down onto her mouth, then slid the dripping, hairless slit all over her face.

Susan gripped her ass tightly with her fingers, and plastered her mouth to the sloppy wet slit, jamming her tongue between the swollen inner lips, sluicing it up and down the length of it. Lois reached between her legs, spreading her pussylips with her fingers, her other hand coming down to rub on her clit.

"Stick your tongue up my cunt hole, honey! Fuck my tight little pussy with your tongue!" She humped her pussy up and down over her face, then sat lightly on Susan's open mouth, groaning as she felt the other woman's nimble tongue worming its way up inside her. "Oh fuck! That's it Susan! Get that fucking tongue in my cunt. Suck it, suck me while you tongue fuck me!"

Tracy opened Susan's pussylips with her fingers, and eased half the banana she'd taken from the plate into her pussy hole. Then, pressing her mouth around the fruit stuffed opening, she sucked it out slowly, nibbled a bit off of it, and pushed it back in with her tongue. She repeated the process over and over, making Susan squirm, her hips arching up at her face as she tried to get more of the firm fruit into her, not realizing that it was shrinking by the stroke. 

Susan thought the slight penetration by the small cock like object was both maddening and delightful. Tracy was lashing her tongue around the fur fringed slit of her pussy as she slipped it in and out of her, bringing her up to, then keeping her on the edge of cumming, but not letting her go over into that orgasmic abyss she craved. She held onto Lois's tight little ass, wriggling her tongue up into her spasming cunt chute, sucking and slurping up all the tasty girl cum as it poured from her quivering quim.

Lois was grinding her clit feverishly under her fingertips. They were trapped between her and Susan, and she was using Susan's forehead to keep up a constant pressure on the sensitive nubbin. All she had to do was rock back and forth, side to side, or raise her upper body slightly, and her clit slid across her fingers, and her pussy slit glided across Susan's wildly whipping tongue. She was gasping, in full launch mode, ready to rocket into a cunt clenching climax at any moment.

Tracy was watching Susan eat Lois eagerly as she let the last of the banana roll into her mouth. She chewed it slowly, then swallowed it, and put her tongue back into her clasping cunt slice. She sucked at her fleshy pussylips, nibbling on them softly with her lips, just teasing her. Easing two fingers up under her mouth, she wet them by twisting them backing and forth lengthwise in her dripping cunt crease, soaking them with Susan's pussy juice, and her own spit.

Susan moaned into Lois sloppy wet cunt slit as she felt Tracy working the tips of her fingers around the opening of her pussy mouth, then groaned happily as she felt them press slowly up inside her. Her tongue went into overdrive as she arched her cunt mound up at Tracy's darting digits, wriggling her hips down to try and get them in deeper.

Tracy eased her fingers into Susan's spasming pussy hole, stopping when she got them in to the second knuckle. Susan squeezed her cunt muscles around the probing digits, flexing them rhythmically. Tracy twisted her fingers back and forth slowly, then rolled them over, so the pads of her fingertips were pressing against the roof of her pussy tunnel. She swept them slowly over the slippery inner flesh, searching for the G-spot, stopping and centering her probing digits on as she felt it start to pulse and swell under her fingertips.

Susan grunted into Lois's pussy, and her tongue stabbed deep inside, then darted in and out rapidly as Lois bounced up and down on her face, twisting her clit between her fingers as she rode Susan's nimble labia happily. Susan arched her hips up, her spasming cunt hole clenching around Tracy's fingers

"Mmmmmmm, you like that." Tracy whispered into her pussy as she started tapping her fingers lightly against her G-spot, then switched to rubbing them around in small circles on the edges of the tender gland. Dragging her tongue slowly up the length of Susan's cunt slit, Tracy started slapping her clit lightly with the tip of her tongue, swishing underneath, then flicking up and down rapidly, never doing any one thing long enough to let Susan get over the edge.

Susan pushed Lois off her face, making her whine, and raised up on her elbows, staring wild eyed down at Tracy.

"Please, Tracy! I'm so cl...close!" She panted as she humped her pussy down at Tracy's teasing fingers. "Wh...whatever yo...you're doing wi...with you fi..." Her head rocked back as she lifted her ass off the floor and began rocking her hips down onto Tracy's stiff fingers. "Oooooohhhh, that's not it! What are you doing to me, Tracy?" She cried. "Please, let me cum! It's so good, I just want to cum. Please?"

"Do it, Tracy! Make her cum!" Lois said as she straddled Susan's body, plastering her mouth on one stiff nipple, sucking and biting at it eagerly. "She made me cum soooooo good. Fair is fair. Make her cum, cuz I wanna fuck her next!"

* * * * *

Kyle came in the back door of Lois's house, he had knocked but no one had answered. He stepped into the kitchen, noticing the empty tequila bottle on the table. He grinned, and stepped over to the doorway to the living room.

He stopped when he saw his mother standing in front of the couch, her legs spread, knees slightly bent, her fingers buried in her pussy. She was watching something on the couch, but he couldn't see what. He started into the room, and his mother looked up, her eyes going wide. She shook her head, indicating he should stop, then she came over and pulled him back into the kitchen.

"Take your clothes off, sweetie. But be quiet." she said softly. "Oh fuck, this is going to be perfect!" She pulled his T-shirt over his head, then stepped back as he pushed his shorts and jockstrap down, then kicked off his shoes. 

She reached down, wrapping her fingers around his cock, and started stroking it lightly. "You know Susan Wilson, don't you? The holy roller with the twin swimmers?"

He nodded, and before he could say anything, his mother started talking again.

"Well, she's not really a roller after all. We don't have all the details yet, so don't ask." She looked down at his cock, seeing that it was stiffening nicely, and she started stroking it harder. "Lois is in there right now, fisting the shit out of her. We've been fucking her all morning. Oh my god, is she a wild one!"

"Lemme at her!" Kyle panted.

"Slow down! Slow down!" his mother told him. "You can't fuck her today. She has someone else she has to fuck first." Leaning forward, she kissed him lightly. "What we're gonna do, is go in there, and I'm going to introduce you, drop down on my knees, and suck you off. I want you to cum as fast as you can, not say a word, but make alot of noise, and cum all over my face. How's that sound?"

"Sounds good to me, Mom!" he grinned. "Who's she gotta fuck? I don't get that part. I mean, if she has that hot, won't she want some of this hot meat muscle??"

"Oh please, Kyle! Catch up!" his mother said with an exasperated sigh. "I want her to see me sucking this big cock of yours so she'll go home, and let her twins fuck the shit out of her! They both want to pork her really bad, so now we have to make her want to do them just as much!"

"Okay, I can handle that." he said. "We go in, you do the intros, suck my dick, I make a show of how great it is, and spoo all over your face. You got me pretty hard, there, Mom. If you keep jerking on it like that, I may cum in your hand!"

"We wouldn't want that, now would we?" she grinned. "Okay, if you think you're ready, let's go!"

She turned and pulled him by his dick into the living room, walking around the end of the couch, resuming her place in front of the coffee table. She thought better of it, and had Kyle step up on to the coffee table, then knelt on it front of him on the other end. If I'm going to put on a show, she thought, I might as well make sure my audience can see it!

Turning to looked at Susan, it was all she could do not the just throw Kyle down on the coffee table and just fuck him instead. Lois had her hand buried in the other woman's cunt, almost up to her elbow, and was pounding it in and out furiously, the fingers of her other had twisting her clit roughly. If her hands hadn't been so small, she would have been stretching her cunt out of any usable shape. She was speaking steadily to Susan in a low voice. Tracy couldn't make out what she was saying, but Susan was writhing and twisting on the sofa like a mad woman.

"Susan?" she said, raising her voice loud enough to be heard over the slurping, sloshing noises coming from her cunt. When Susan didn't respond, she barked out her name.

"Susan!"

Susan's eyes flew open, and Tracy continued in a lower voice.

"Have you met my son, Kyle?" she asked casually, holding her hand out toward him.

Susan was staring at Kyle wide eyed, and her eyes got even wider as Tracy wrapped her hand around the throbbing shaft of his cock.

"He has a beautiful cock, doesn't he?" she asked. "It's the most beautiful cock in the world to me. It's the only cock in the world that came out of me, and that I can put back into me!"

She turned and looked at his cockhead on, opening her lips, and sucking it eagerly into her mouth. Bobbing her head slowly, she drooled heavily on his mouth stuffing prickknob, getting it as wet as she could. Wrapping both hands around his pulsing prick meat, she worked her warm spit into the shaft.

"Do you want to see me suck my son's cock, Susan? You can imagine what it would be like to suck Tim and Tom's cocks while you watch me."

Susan made a high pitched whining noise, and her cunt chute clamped down hard around Lois's plunging fist. Lois had her fingers straight, curled into a tight tube, and she was using the tips to tickle twitching bump of her cervix, turning her hand slowly inside her, so the bump of her thumb was grinding over her G-spot.

Tracy pulled her mouth off Kyle's cock with a loud, slurping pop, and looked over at Susan, who was staring at her, enraptured.

"Do you want to see me suck my son's cock, Susan? Do want to see me suck and lick his big, beautiful cock till he shoots his hot, baby making jizz down my throat, and all over my face?"

Susan's head nodded up and down wildly, making her look like one of those bobble head dolls. Tracy smiled, and turned back to face Kyle. Her tongue lashed out, flicking across the swollen purple knob of his prick, making him moan and arch his hips up at her face.

"Suck my fucking cock, Mom!" he grunted harshly, forgetting he wasn't supposed to talk. "Suck it! Or I'll throw you on the fucking floor and fuck you till I dump my load in your tight, wet cunt!"

Tracy dove on his enormous prickshaft, one hand pounding furiously up and down the rippling pole of flesh, the other slipping between his legs to cradle his nut sac, her fingers rolling the swollen orbs around slowly, milking and massaging them gently.

Kyle started fucking her mouth, driving his cock in deep, rocking her head back on every stroke. He had his hands on the back of her head, and was working them in time with his hips, pulling her down onto his throbbing cockshaft as he plowed it down her throat.

Tracy gagged around his throat stuffing cock meat, thick ribbons of spit dripping from her lips, and running down her chin. They dangled there, then dropped off, soaking the upper swells of her tits with a sheen of saliva. She welcomed his cock into her throat, making her frantic blowjob as loud as she could for Susan's benefit.

Susan's mouth had formed into an 'O', and her head was rocking up and down, emulating Tracy's sucking actions. Her tongue fluttered around in her mouth, licking and laving all over an imaginary cock.

Lois was looking up at her, and started twisting and squeezing her clit bud harder, torturing the abused nubbin even more. At the same time, she turned her hand slowly inside her cunt chute, the bony bump of her thumb pressing into her G-spot, sending a fresh flood of sensations surging through the writhing, spasming woman.

Tracy made a loud gurgling sound, and suddenly, thick strings of jizz burst from her lips around Kyle's cock. Her throat was working frantically as she tried to swallow his load, but there was no way she could keep up with his heavy outpouring of spunk.

Kyle stared down at his mother as she sucked hungrily on his cum spitting cock meat. His balls were pulled up tight to his body, but she kept squeezing and massaging the spasming orbs non-stop. He moved one hand down, wrapping it around the root of his cockshaft, and pulled his spunk spitting cock from her mouth, aiming it at her flushed, sweating face.

Tracy felt the first hot jet of jizz splash across her cheek, and she cried out with delight. She tipped her head back, opening her mouth wide, and laughed happily as he coated her with a creamy layer of ball milk. 

Susan was still staring at them in wonder, her body jerking and writhing under Lois's carnal ministrations, and she burst into tears, unable to bear anymore, but unwilling to bring it to an end.

Tracy slid off the coffee table, motioning for Kyle to leave, then stepped over Lois, planted her knees on the couch on either side of Susan's spasming body, and brought her face close to hers.

She kissed her roughly, driving her tongue deep into Susan's mouth. She fucked her cum coated tongue in and out of her mouth, then pulled back, grinning wicked at the tortured woman.

"Lick his cum off my face, Susan!" she panted, grinning wickedly at her. "I bet his cum tastes almost as good you your twins cum is going to taste to you! It's the most delicious cum in the world to me.!"

Lois looked up, and saw Tracy's cunt spread wide right in front of her. Her mouth watered, and she plastered her lips to the dripping cunt slice, slurping up the hot, creamy girl cum coating the swollen inner lips.

Tracy grunted, humping her ass back at her face as Susan clutched her cheeks, her tongue swabbing up the sticky jizz clinging to her skin eagerly. 

"Please," Susan whimpered, her mouth still moving all over Tracy's cum smeared face. "I'm going to die if you don't let me rest."

"What are you going to do if we don't fuck you to death, Susan?" Tracy asked her in her most sensuous voice.

Susan laughed, an evil cackle that thrilled Tracy to the core. She threw her arms around her, pulling her sweaty body against her, mashing their big tits together.

"I going to go home and take a nap, then a nice long, relaxing bath." she said giddily. "Then, when my beautiful boys come home from their visitations, I'm going to fuck them till they can't fuck me anymore!" she moaned. 

She paused, taking a few harsh, panting breaths, then buried her face in Tracy's neck, crying happily.

End Scene Four

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Tales of Lustville Scene 10



Scene Ten

Susan, Timmy & Tommy

Later that afternoon, after she'd taken a long nap, then treated herself to a bubble bath, and a long hot shower, she got moving to get the house ready for her boys to come home.

She was in the kitchen, putting together a tray of snacks. There was a pitcher of margaritas on the kitchen table, and she kept looking at the clock, eagerly awaiting the boys arrival.

After the delightful morning she had spent with Lois and Tracy, the mindblowing news that her sons both wanted to fuck her, delivered while she watched Tracy suck her own son's cock, had pushed her over the edge.

Now that her forced chastity had been brought to a long awaited end, she felt free to go back to her wanton ways. And seeing how much Tracy enjoyed sucking and jerking on Kyle's cock had made her want to do the same with her boys. Especially after hearing Lois describe, in graphic detail, how well endowed her sons were.

Hearing the front door close, she hurried into the living room, smiling broadly when she saw the twins putting away their bibles and literature.

"Hello, boys," she said happily, moving over to them.

"Hello, Mother." they said in unison.

Tim's eyes went wide when he saw that she was in her bathrobe. "Why are you in your robe in the middle of the day, Mother?" he asked her. He noticed that it wasn't her usually heavy terry cloth robe, but a light, silky dressing gown that he could see her lush curves through.

"I just got out of the shower, and didn't feel like getting dressed yet." she said, holding her arms wide. "Now come give mama a kiss."

They both just looked at her, not used to her showing them physical affection, especially when she was in her robe like this. Neither of them knew how to react.

"Oh, my babies." she said stepping closer and taking them both in her arms, drawing their faces down into her bountiful bosom. She kissed them on their foreheads, and when they looked up at her, she kissed them each softly on the lips. 

They looked at her, stunned at her behavior. 

Releasing them, she stepped back, looking at them, trying not to let her hunger for them show. 

"Why don't you boys go take a shower too? Do it together, I know you do that sometimes. That's why we put that double shower in for you after all. Just put on your robes, and come back in here. I'd like to talk to you about something."

"O...our robes, Mother?" Tom asked incredulously. "We usually wear clo..."

"Please Tommy. No, Tom. You like to be called Tom. I'm sorry, Just do as I ask, and you'll understand soon enough." 

She shooed them down the hall, watching as they went into the bathroom. Tim stopped at the door, looking back at her, and she waved for him to go on.

She went into the kitchen, and loaded the refreshments on a tray, and took them into the living room. She sat it on the end table, poured three glasses, then moved the coffee table off to the side, making sure it was out of the way. She didn't want to have to move it later, and she was sure they were going to need all the room they could get.

In the bathroom, Tom was stripping off his clothes, but Tim was just standing in shock at their mother's behavior. Tom looked at him. He had an idea what was going on, but didn't want to tell his brother. It was obvious that he was disturbed, and he didn't want to upset him any more than he already was.

"Come on, Tim, Get your clothes off." He said as he kicked off his shoes, and let his pants drop to the floor. "Mother said to take a shower. Together. And she's waiting for us, we need to hurry!"

He stepped over and started loosening his brother's tie, then moved his hands down and started working on the buttons on his shirt. His brother seemed to snap out of his reverie, and started helping him, opening his pants and letting them drop to the floor.

Tom stepped over to the shower, turned one faucet on, and pushed his underwear down, then held his hand under the spray. He stepped in, leaving the door open, and turned under the warm water, getting himself wet, and running his hands over his chest. He stepped back as Tim joined him, letting him get under the spray, and reached for a washcloth.

He held it under the spray, then rubbed soap on it, and started washing his brothers back. He covered his broad back with slow, wide strokes, under his arms as Tim raised them for him, then moved it down, running it over his hips, and the tight round cheeks of his ass.

"Spread your legs a little," he said softly, then ran the washcloth down into the crack of his brother's ass. He ran it slowly up and down the warm split between his asscheeks, knowing how much Tim enjoyed having his ass played with.

"Tommy..." his brother said.

"I know, turn around." he held the washcloth under the spray again, rinsing it, then soaped it up again, and started washing his brother's chest. He washed both pecs, lingering as he moved the soft cloth in slow circles, then dropped his hand down over the rippled muscle of his brother's abs, scrubbing softly. His hand moved down again, and slid under his brothers balls, washing the furry sac, and massaging his nuts gently. He could feel his cock hardening, and he moved his hand up, wrapping it around Tim's cock. He stroked the washcloth over it lightly, running his hand up and down its length. 

"Its okay, Timmy. We can get in a cold shower before we go out. It's going to be okay. You'll see."

Tim leaned back against the wall, spreading his legs a little wider, and let his brother run the soapy washcloth over his now rock hard cock.

Tom stroked him a few more times, then pulled his hand away. "I'm sorry, Timmy, but that's all you get. Now rinse off, I still need to soap up. Do you want to do it?"

Tim shook his head as he backed under the spray, running his hands over his body, turning slowly as he rinsed the soap off. He turned back to his brother, leaning forward, and kissing him lightly on the lips. He smiled, and mouthed a 'thank you' then stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel to dry himself.

Tom soaped up quickly, then rinsed off, and held his hand out for the towel. He turned the water to cold as he stepped out, and started running the towel over himself briskly. His eyes dropped to his brothers cock, grinning when he saw it still standing stiffly in front of him. He dropped to his knees and grabbed it, slipping it into his mouth before his brother could stop him.

Moaning deep in his throat, he slid his brother's cock deeper into his mouth, moving his hand around, cupping the cheek of his ass. He only pumped his mouth up and down a few times, then pulled back, smiling up at his brother. 

"Sorry," he said, not meaning it. "I just couldn't resist. I turned the water on cold. You should step back in for a minute."

"God, I hate you sometimes, Tommy!" Tim grinned, then stepped under the cold spray. He stood, shivering, turning slowly under the icy spray. Much to his relief, his cock wilted quickly, and he got out, drying himself again.

He started to bend over and pick up his clothes, but Tom stopped him. "Leave them." he said. "Mother's waiting."

Tim nodded, and they both put on their short robes, and made their way back to the living room.

Susan was pacing back and forth across the living room, her stomach filled with butterflies. Her nervousness wasn't from doubt over what she was about to do, but rather, in anticipation of it.

She heard the shower stop, and she went to the window, knowing that the afternoon sun shining through the sheer curtains would silhouette her body under her robe. She loosened the sash, letting it fall, not knotting it like she normally would, knowing that gravity would do her work for her.

She heard the boys come onto the room, and heard their gasps as they saw her shapely body though her robe as she stood looking out the window.

"Have a seat on the couch, dears. I'll be with you in a moment."

She spread her legs a bit wider as she brought her hands up in front of her face. She looked like she was praying, something they saw her do all the time, but she was calming herself, getting her breathing under control. The boys stared at her as she stood in front of the window. They could see clearly that she was naked under the sheer robe.

Tom and Tim were still looking at her raptly when she turned, the robe opening for a brief instant, giving them a flash of the creamy white flesh of her thighs. Their mouths dropped open as she strolled toward them, stopping to pick up two glasses, then stepping in front of them, bending down to hand the glasses to them.

They stared down the front of her robe into the cleavage of her full, lush breasts. She was watching them the whole time, and finally had to tap their knees with the glasses to get their attention. They looked up at her smiling face, and took the glasses from her.

She stepped over and picked up a glass for herself, taking a sip from it. She ran it down into her cleavage, leaving the insides of both her breasts shining with moisture.

"Drink up boys! You both look so tense!" she said, taking a big drink from own glass. "I got the recipe for the most delicious punch today! And I already know you like it, so come on, empty those glasses, there's plenty more where that came from!"

The twins looked at each other, shrugged, and emptied their glasses quickly. Susan got the pitcher from the end table, and refilled them, holding each of her son's hands as she poured the punch. Tom took another big sip from his glass, and his mother topped it off again before she sat the pitcher down.

They noticed that there was a slightly different taste to the punch than when Lois made it, but the same warm feeling filled them, but much more quickly this time.

"I visited Mrs. Parker this morning," she said lightly as she turned back toward them. Her nipples were poking up through her thin robe, and they could make out their rich brown color easily. Tim stiffened at the mention of Lois, but Tom just watched his mother, his eyes never leaving her.

"We had an interesting conversation," she said easily. "And you were right. She does make the most delicious punch! I changed her recipe just a bit. I added more of her 'secret ingredient'." she laughed as she took another sip. A drop of condensation dripped off the glass, and dropped onto her robe, turning it almost translucent, and now they could see the broad ring of one areole clearly through it.

"Moth..."

"No, Timmy. Let me finish." She turned her back to them, planting her feet shoulder width apart. Her wide, firm ass quivered under her robe, and they could easily see the outline of her crotch as the light shone through. "I've wronged you boys since your father went to heaven, and I think its time that I atoned for that."

She spun around, and Tom was sure that he had seen a glimpse of pussy hair just before her robe settled back on her legs. He leaned back on the couch, and pushed Tim back with his elbow. They sat quietly, watching her as she paced slowly in front of them. 

Tom adjusted his robe to hide the growing bulge of his cock. He felt Tim shifting beside him, doing the same thing. Susan noticed them squirming out of the corner of her eye, and smiled gently.

"You don't have to do that boys, it's perfectly natural." she said, smiling, letting her eyes drop to their crotches. "You're men now. Well equipped men, I've been told. And I want you to know how proud I am of you!"

As she moved, the sash of her robe loosened steadily, and every time she turned toward them, it seemed to gape open a little wider. Tim was stunned that his mother was displaying herself to them so wantonly, while Tom was starting to smile, realizing that his long held fantasies were about to come to life.

Tom took a sip of his drink, and spread his legs a little wider, his cock still hidden by the folds of his robe, but it was tenting the material as it stiffened steadily. Tim looked over at his brother, not believing what was happening.

"It's okay, Timmy." he said quietly, looking over at him. "I think Mo...Mama is saying that she wants to show her love for us a different way." He looked at his mother, his eyes meeting hers. "Is that what you're trying to tell us mother? That you'd like to...you spoke to Mrs...you spoke to Lois, and you know how she loves her son?"

His mother nodded, her chest heaving, as she looked at him. "Yes, Tom. I know how she, and Mrs...Tracy. Her name is Tracy. I know that they make love with their son's."

He stood up, and held his hand out to his brother. Tim took his hand and stood up, his hard cock springing up through the opening of his robe.

"Oh my god!" Susan gasped as she stared at it. "T...Tom?"

"Yes. Mama?"

She looked up into his eyes, and saw his desire for her. How could I not have seen that before she wondered. He looks at me so hungrily. "Can I see..."

"Yes, Mama." But he just stood there.

Susan was panting for breath now. Her pussy was creaming heavily, the warm juices dripping from her quivering pussylips, and beginning to run down her thighs. She stepped over in front of them, and fell slowly to her knees. Her hands came up, and she brushed his robe aside, letting the thick stalk of his cock bounce up in front of her face. 

"Oh, my! They're so beautiful," she moaned as she wrapped her fingers around them, stroking both their cocks lightly, her fingers not reaching completely around either of them "The lord has truly blessed you both! I'm so happy for you! And for me!" She looked up at them, her hands never stopping their gentle stroking. "W...will you make Ma...Will you make me happy? Will you make me happy with your big, beautiful cocks?"

She pulled them closer together, planting sloppy wet kisses on their swollen cockheads. She was moaning happily as she caressed them with her lips. Her tongue slipped out, and she lashed it all around over them, soaking them with her spit. Opening her mouth, she drew Tom's cock inside, bobbing her head up and down on it, rubbing Tim's dripping knob over her cheek. She traded cocks, sucking Tim's into her mouth and smearing Tom's cockhead around over her face. She pulled back, panting harshly as she looked up at them.

"Oh god! I can't tell you how much I've missed this!" she gasped, "I've been so foolish, and I've wasted so many years. Please, let me make it up to you now!" She plunged her mouth back down on Tim's cockshaft, sucking on it hungrily. 

The twins looked at each other, and Tom put his hand on the back of his brother's head, pulling him closer. Their lips met, and they kissed, gently at first, but with growing fervor as their mother drove her mouth down onto Tom's cock. 

Tom moaned into his brother's mouth as his mother jerked and sucked on his throbbing prickshaft, her lips massaging it as she slid them up and down the length of it. Tim moaned back into his mouth as she changed again, sucking his cock into her mouth, lashing her tongue into his weeping piss slit, scooping up the pearly droplets of pre-cum as they drooled out.

She looked up at them, her eyes going wide when she saw them kissing passionately. Drawing her lips from Tim's cockhead, she sat back on her heels, and stared. "Oh my god," she gasped. "That's so beautiful."

Her son's looked down at her, and she held their gaze. 

"Do...do you do anything else together?" she asked.

"Yes, Mother." Tim said, blushing furiously.

Tom stepped away from his brother, and dropped to his knees next to his mother. 

"Would you like to see, Mama?" he said, moving his face next to hers, and opening his mouth.

Susan stared at him for a moment, then nodded and guided the head of his brother's cock into his mouth. Tom closed his lips around it, sliding them easily up and down the length of Tim's thick cock, taking almost half of it between his lips before pulling back. He let his brother's cock slip from his mouth, and turned to face his mother. He kissed her eagerly, darting his tongue into her mouth, then licking around her lips.

"Your turn, Mama." he smiled.

She turned back to Tim's cock, opening her mouth and diving on his throbbing cock meat. Her lips work around his cockshaft, her tongue lashing across the thick vein seaming the underside. She pulled her head back, and held it toward Tom, and he took it into his mouth, taking in the length of his cock slowly, not stopping till his lips were brushing against her fingers. 

Susan could see his throat muscles working, and looked up at Tim. His head was thrown back, and a low, steady moan was coming from his throat. She looked back at Tom, and he was bouncing his head up and down on his brother's cock, taking all the thick meat into his throat on every stroke.

He pulled back, breathing hard as he looked at her. "He's close, Mama." he said, wrapping his hand around hers and moving it up and down faster over Tim's cock. "Do you want to make him cum with me, Mama? Do you want to share his cum with me?"

She shook her head, and scuttled back quickly, stretching out on her back on the carpet. Tearing her robe open, and spreading her legs as wide as she could, she drew her knees up till they were almost touching her shoulders.

"Come down here, Timmy. Come put your big cock in Mama's pussy and fill me with your seed. Please, baby!" 

She looked at Tom pleadingly, and he popped his brother behind his knees with his arm, making him bend his legs and drop to the floor in front of her. Tim opened his eyes and looked at him, and Tom led him up between their mother's legs. Tom rubbed the fat knob of his brother's cock up and down the fur fringed trough of his mother's sopping wet cunt slit, then fitted it into her tight opening of her pussy. Reaching around, he pushed on Tim's ass, forcing the knob of his cock into her quivering cunt hole.

Susan reached up, taking Tim's hands, and drew him down on top of her, making more of his twitching prickstalk slip up inside her. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she started rocking back and forth, arching her cunt mound up at his rock hard cock. She had started to cum with the first touch of his cock, and now her pussy was on fire, flames of pure delight lapping at her, their burning touch driving her to the heights of ecstasy.

"Get your knees under you, baby." she moaned in his ear, bringing her legs down, hooking her ankles behind his knees, trying to pull them forward, and under him. Tim got up on his knees, grunting as he started moving his ass up and down, feeding more of his cock slowly into her clasping, clenching cunt hole. 

Tom stretched out on his stomach beside them so he could watch his brother's cock fucking in and out of his mother's pussy up close. He watched, spellbound, as Tim's thick cock plowed in and out of her wide stretched pussy over and over. He looked up at Tim's face when he saw him shiver, knowing that he was going to cum.

"He's going to cum in your pussy, Mama. He's going to shoot all his hot cum in your cunt." he said, remembering what Lois and Tracy had told him about talking dirty to a woman when she was cumming. "Are you ready for it? Are you ready for your son to fill your pussy with his baby making seed?"

"Oh god, Timmy! Shoot your juice in my pussy! Please, Timmy. I need it so bad. Cum in me, baby! Please!"

Tom moved up beside her, laying his head on her chest and sucking one stiff nipple into his mouth. His hand squeezed her F-cup tits roughly, and she writhed frantically under Tim, moaning and begging him to cum in her. Tim was fucking her furiously, his ass a blur as he pumped his cock in and out of her cunt, then he stiffened, his whole body tensing up as he started to cum.

"Yeeesssssss!" Susan screamed as she felt the first hot jets of his jism flood her creaming cunt hole. She pulled him down onto her again, trapping Tom's head between them. "Fuck me, Timmy!" She cried, tears of joy running down her face. "Do it! Empty your balls in Mama's cunt, baby! Oh! Oh, so good!"




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Tim was humping wildly, his eyes rolled up in the back of his head. He'd never felt anything like this before. He'd cum by his own hand, and in his brother's mouth, and all three of Lois's talented holes, but his mother's pussy was a fiery hot cauldron of delicious delight that was clasping and clenching around his jizz spitting cock, actually sucking the cum from his balls.

Tom pulled his head from between their spasming bodies, and got up in his knees beside them, sitting back on his heels. Wrapping his hand around his cock, he started stroking it, making sure it was as hard as it could get, knowing that his turn would be coming next.

Susan pulled Tim's cock into her pussy, burying it to the root. She locked her heels under his ass and held him in place as she rocked under him, squeezing her cunt muscles around his throbbing prick meat. The inner walls of her pussy sleeve fluttered and milked around his spurting cock, and she writhed under him happily, milking off the last of their mutual orgasm.

Tim collapsed on top of her, gasping into the hollow of her neck. Susan rained kisses on his sweat covered face, her tears mixing with his sweat. Holding him in her arms, she whispered to him, telling her how happy he had made her, and how good he had made her feel.

Raising his head slowly, he looked into her eyes. "Wh...what about To...Tommy?"

"Tommy's here with us." she looked over at Tom and said. "I'll be taking care of Tommy soon, baby. You just catch your breath. That's right, Tommy's not in any hurry, are you baby?"

Tom moved up, then stretched out next to them, wrapping one arm around his brother. He kissed his cheek, the pressed his lips to his mother's, licking his tongue back and forth slowly. Pulling away, he pressed his lips to Tim's, darting his tongue inside his mouth. Tim moaned, and his body jerked as a small wad of cum spurted from his piss slit, making his mother squeal in surprise. They lay quietly together for a few minutes, then Tim started to pull out slowly, raising up off his mother.

"Wait," Tom said, pushing his hand between then, and cupping it under her pussy. "Okay, pull it out slow, Tim." he said. Tim did as he asked, and as his cock came out, a thick mixture of cock cream and girl cum flooded from her gaping cunt gash. Tom caught as much of the flow as he could, but it quickly overflowed his cupped hand.

Tim rolled off to the side, and got up on his elbow, looking at his brother. Tom held his hand out to him, and Tim rolled his head back, opening his mouth. Tom tipped his hand slowly, letting the gooey liquid dribble into his brother's mouth. He stopped when Tim held his hand up, closing his mouth and swallowing, a smile creasing his lips, then tipped it up again when he opened it again. When the puddle was emptied, he press his palm to Tim's mouth, letting him lick it clean, then rubbed his fingers all over his face, coating it with the evidence of their incestuous lovemaking.

"Dear lord," Susan moaned as she watch, as a quiver ran through her pussy, her cuntlips twitching, and a fresh outpouring of pussy juice flooded her cunt. "That's so wonderful, boys. Share me. Share our love."

Tom grinned at her as he moved his head between her legs, holding her thighs apart with his hands. Pressing his lips to her dripping cunt slit, he spread the fleshy folds with his thumbs and sluiced his tongue up into the juice and jism soaked hole, slurping up their combined nectar. Then, locking his lips around the gaping hole, he sucked, taking her spend into his mouth. He didn't swallow, but kept sucking rhythmically until he couldn't hold any more in his mouth. His cheeks were bulging as he pulled away.

Looking over at Tim, he nodded down toward their crotches, and Tim nodded back. As Tom crawled up over his mother, Tim moved closer beside them, wrapping his fingers around his brother's cock, holding it up, guiding it as it got closer to his mother's cunt.

Susan was staring wide eyed at Tom's cream coated face, and her mouth was watering for the treat he carried in his mouth. Tom stretched out over her, resting on his elbows over her, his cock just outside the entrance of her grotto of venus. He pressed his lips to hers lightly, and she opened her mouth willingly, her tongue licking at his lips. He opened his lips slowly, letting the sticky cum run into her mouth, then pulling away, tipping his head back, and swallowing the rest. 

Bringing his lips back to hers, he kissed her hungrily as he pressed his hips forward, easing the fat knob of his cock into her sloppy wet pussy, following it with the full length of his cock in one long, slow stroke. 

Susan groaned into his mouth, and her body shuddered, then went into a series of spasms as she came again around his cunt stretching cock. Tom slipped his arms under her, holding her through her orgasm, not moving, just letting her feel his cock filling her, kissing her gently now. He waited till her body relaxed under him, then pulled his head back and smiled down at her. He rocked quickly to one side, then as they rolled back, he flipped her over on top of him.

"Fuck me, Mama." he said as he looked up at her "Fuck me! Let me feel your pussy sucking my cock." he reached down, grabbing her legs, and pulled her knees up under her. "Ride me, Mama! Come on! I want to feel you cumming on my cock like Tim did!" He moved his hands under her asscheeks, and started lifting and lowering her, smiling up at her when she started moving on her own.

"Timmy! Come up here and watch Mama fuck herself on my cock, unless you want to watch from down there!" Looking into his mother's eyes, he added, "But I think Mama would like your cock in her mouth while she fucks me. And if she doesn't, I do!"

"The mouth on you!" Susan laughed, leaning down to kiss him hungrily. 

"You should talk, Mama! You're a son fucking slut now! That's what you wanted isn't it?" 

She nodded at him, then jammed her tongue down his throat, fucking it in and out of his mouth as she worked her pussy muscles around her cock. He broke the kiss, pushing his lips up against her ear. 

"That's what I want too, Mama! It's what I've wanted for years. I've dreamed of fucking you, having you act like a slut with me!" He smacked her on the ass, his hand leaving a bright red mark. "Now do it! Be a nasty fucking slut for your son's!"

Tim was standing by her face, and he reached down, wrapping his fingers in her hair. He pulled her head up, holding his cock down, and forced into her mouth as her head came up. He held her head tipped back, and pumped his cock slowly in and out of her mouth, going deeper on every stroke. She started gagging on it, but he just looked at her, and pulled her up harder against it.

Susan's pussy spasmed and clenched around Tom's cock as his brother face fucked her. Tom looked up at him as he started moving his hips. "Yeah, Fuck her mouth, Tim! She loves it! Her cunt's going wild on my cock." He started stroking faster, holding onto her hips as he pounded his cock up into her.

Tim stepped over his brother's head, stepping closer to his mother. He had his hand on the sides of her face, keeping her head tilted back as he bent and straightened his knees, stroking his cock into her mouth. She wasn't gagging as much now, and thick strings of spit ran from her lips, dripping off of her chin, and coating the upper swells of her tits.

Tom leaned up, biting at the undersides of her tits, then slurping at her spiky nipples, nipping the palm sized areoles with his teeth. His hips were beating a steady tattoo up into her spasming cunt channel, but he was working his hips back and forth, changing the angle of his strokes, so his cockhead scraped across a different part of her pussy tunnel every time it slid up into her.

Susan wasn't moving, she was letting her beautiful son's use her body for their pleasure. She was cumming non-stop from their rough treatment, it brought back memories of her youth when she had been a brazen slut, the center of attention in threesomes, foursomes, and outright gangbangs. 

Tim jerked her mouth off his cock, stepping closer and bending his knees more so his cock slid down between her big, hanging tits. He cupped the fleshy globes in his hands, wrapping then around his cockshaft, and started stroking up and down. Her tits were sweaty, but there was still too much friction to suit him. He pulled back, holding her tits apart. 

"Spit on your tits, Mother! Get them nice and wet for my cock." He looked down at her, then over at the end table. "Hold your tits up Mother! Hold them up, and get 'em really wet for me! I'll be right back." 

He stepped back and walked over to the glasses sitting on the end table, picked one up and took a drink out of it. He made a face, and poured it back into the pitcher, then did the same with the other two glasses. He swirled the pitcher around for a moment, then poured a fresh one. He looked over at his mother and brother humping each other madly on the living room floor, and poured another one. 

He walked back over to the frantically fucking couple, and held the glass in front of his mother's face. She smiled, tipping her head back, and he poured a little into her mouth. She turned her head away and swallowed, then tilted her head back again, opening her mouth wide. He gave her a little more, then nudged his brother with his foot, holding the glass over his face.

Tom grinned and sat up, taking the glass from Tim, and gulping from it greedily. When it was empty, he sat it on the floor off to the side, hopefully out of the way. 

Tim took a long drink from the other glass, and went to sit it on the floor a few feet away, But his mother stopped him.

"Ice! Give me some of the ice cubes." she said, hiding her smile as best she could. She was going to show her face fucking son a trick she had learned from his father. Opening her mouth, she tipped her head back, letting him drop several small cubes inside.

Tim sat the glass down, and stepped in front of her, looking down at her spit covered tits. He rubbed her cock across the tops of her tits, then pushed his cock between her fleshy mounds, grinning as it slid easily through the cleavage of her huge hooters. Reaching down, he cupped her tits in his hands again, stroking his cock slowly up and down between them as he slid them back and forth on his throbbing cockshaft.

Susan whined when he pushed her hands away, but he smiled down at her. 

"Hold my balls, slut! Play with my balls while I fuck your big ass titties. Play with your clit with the other one! Put on a show for us, Mother! Show us what kind of slut you are!" he laughed. 

Tom grunted as he heaved his cock up into her clasping cunt hole harder and faster. He knew how excited his mother was by the way her pussy was sucking and squeezing around his cock. She was getting off on them using her like this, and it was bringing him close to the point of cumming fast.

"I...if you're gonna cum...again, Timmy, you better do it fast!" he panted. "Slutty Mama's been cumming since I stuck my cock in her, and I'm getting really fucking close!"

"Go for it, man!" Tim said, moaning as his mother wrapped her fingers around his furry nut sac, and started massaging his balls gently. "I can wait to get my nut later. Shit, you waited for me!"

He started pumping his ass faster though, plowing his cock up through her tit meat in a long underslung stroke. His cockhead bumped her under the chin, and Susan grinned. That was what she's been waiting for.

She tipped her head down, and let a long string of cool saliva and water spill from her lips, pouring down over his cock as it pushed up between them. Spit spilled all over her milky white flash, running down into her cleavage. When all the water was gone, she still had some small pieces of ice in her mouth.

She tipped her head down further, kissing his cockhead every time it got close enough to her lips. Dropping her shoulders a little, she took the head of his cock into her mouth on the next upstroke. Tim screamed, holding her tits tighter as he started pounding his cock in and out between her spongy tit flesh, the head of his cock punching in and out between her lips.

The ice cubes felt like fire on his swollen prickknob, and he felt his balls spasm sharply, then contract, and he suddenly felt his cum load rushing up his twitching cockshaft. His mother felt it too, and she squeezed his balls, milking them harder, forcing his cum up out of his cock.

She spat his cock out of her mouth, and leered up at him. Her eyes were burning slits of lust, and her face was flushed from exertion. "Shoot your hot cum on my fucking face you big dicked bastard! Paste my face, then shove it down my thr...ulllmmmphhh!"

She sputtered as a huge wad of spunk spat from his piss slit and sprayed right into her open mouth. She closed her mouth, swallowing his cum eagerly, and the next spurt hit her closed mouth, and slashed across her face noisily. Leaning closer, she held her head right in front of his cumming cockshaft, waiting for the next steaming load to hit her.

Tom saw what was happening, and his cock twitched, jerked, then he felt his cock cream rocketing up his piss tube, erupting into her cunt chute like a sizzling stream of creamy lava. He blasted jet after jet of hot, sticky jizz up into her cunt channel, his ass barely touching the floor as his hips flew frantically up and down.

"Yesssss!" she screamed, writhing happily between them as they shot their cum into, and onto her body. "Cum in me, Tommy! Keep shooting on me, Timmy. Make Mother your whore, babies! I'm a dirty fucking slut! And I always have been." She looked up at Tim, her face a contorted mask of lust now.

"Shoot your cum on my asshole, Timmy!" she whispered huskily. "Shoot it all over my asshole and see if you can get your big fucking cock up my tight little ass while it's still hard!"

She dropped down on top of Tom, plastering her cum coated lips onto his as she reached back and spread the cheeks of her ass. She stabbed her tongue into his mouth, grinding her lips over his, her tongue lashing around all over the inside of his mouth.

Tom sucked at her jizz coated tongue eagerly, his own tongue slipping out along side hers and licking his brother's cum from her lips. Tim scampered around behind her, aiming his cockknob at his wrinkled brown asshole. His cock spat out a thick, stringy ropy of jism right onto her winking ass pucker, and he jammed his cockhead onto the tight ring of flesh, smearing his cum around all over it.

His mother humped back at him, and her asshole spread slightly. Tim took that opportunity to shove the knob of his prick harder against her, forcing the fat, jizz dripping glans halfway in. His cock twitched, and he felt another spurt of cum drool out of his piss slit, so he pulled back, wrapped his fist tight around the root of his cockstalk, pushing down as hard as he could.

His cockknob punched through her clenching ass pucker, making her throw her head back and scream. Tim kept pushing more of his cock meat up her spasming asshole, his piss hole weeping a constant stream of jizz, easing his passage. He pulled out halfway, scooping up cum and smearing it all over the shaft of his cock quickly, then pushed it back in, stroking slowly, but feeding her a little more of his cock on every stroke. 

Susan collapsed on Tom, whimpering pitifully, and looked at his brother over her shoulder. "Hey, Tim. Maybe..."

"No!" Susan shouted, humping her ass back at his cock again. "It's already in, and it doesn't hurt as much now." She paused, her breath coming in ragged pants. "Put it all in, Timmy. Stick your big dick all the up you slut mother's asshole and own me! Both of you! I need all of your cocks in me together! You came out of me together, and by god, I want you both back in me! Now!"

Tim's cock finally bottomed out in her asshole, and he held it there, panting. Leaning forward, he laid out over her back, resting his cheek on her shoulder.

"You got it all, Mother." he panted, "Ten inches of hard cock up your hot little asshole! How about you Tommy?"

Tom took his mother face in his hands and kissed her tenderly, flexing his cock inside her, glad now that Tracy had taught him that little trick. His mother jerked, and both her holes spasmed, starting a chain reaction of twitches, jerks, and moans in all three of them.

"Oh, I need something to drink," Susan said softly. "Water. No more alcohol today." She looked back over her shoulder. "Timmy, you have to pull out now, but slow! If you just jerk it out, you'll tear my poor little asshole apart!"

Tim eased his cock out of her still spasming asshole, pushing it back in a little when it felt like it was sticking. It took him almost a minute to get it all the way out.

Susan kissed Tom and smiled at him, raising up a little, and resting her forearms in his chest. "Want another snack, baby? You just dumped a really big load in Mama's tight little pussy from the feel of it!"

"I'm going to pass, Mama, as tempting as it sounds. And you're going to have to get off me, because really have to pee."

"Really?" she grinned, wriggling off of him. She started to get to her feet, but her legs were a little too rubbery to stand on her own. "Timmy, will you help me? I don't think my legs will hold me."

Tim came over and stood in front of her, bending his knees and wrapping his arms around her. He lifted her slowly, and held her as she swayed unsteadily once she was one her feet. Tom rolled over and got to his knees, then to his feet. He started for the bathroom, but his mother stopped him.

"Wait, Tom. Timmy and I are coming with you."

"What?" he said turning to look at her.

"You boys got your slut toy all sticky and dirty." she said, smiling slyly. "Now you have to wash her clean. Come on, I'll show you!"

They made their way to the bathroom, Susan feeling her strength returning with every step. By the time they got there, she was walking on her own. Going over to the shower, she opened the door and stepped inside, then went over and turned on the rear shower. She came back, and turned away from them, bending over and spreading her legs. She was glad they had put the bigger showers in now, especially this one with dual showerheads that the boys used.

Looking back between her legs, she saw that Tom's cock was hanging limply, which was actually better for her, he'd be able to piss through it easier. "Come over here Tom," She said, still looking between her legs.

Tom moved over behind her, and watched as she spread the lips of her pussy with both hands, opening herself as wide as she could. Pussy juice and spunk dripped from her wide spread cunt hole, running down the insides of her thighs in thick, clinging strings.

"Stick your dick back in me, Tom." she said, wiggling her ass at him.

"I don't think I can. It's limp as a noodle."

"You don't have to get it all the way in, you just have to get the head in." she felt him move up behind her, resting his hand on her ass. "I'll have to teach you boys about soft penis intercourse later. You'll love fucking me like that. But for now, just get the head of your dick inside me."

Tom stepped closer, holding his limp cock in his hand, and pressed the head against her wide spread pussy mouth. He couldn't see, but he felt the head of his cock slip into her cunt.

"Fuck me," he muttered.

"Any time, anywhere you want, from now on, I promise! You too Timmy!" 

She squeezed her pussy around his cockhead, and felt it twitch, showing the first signs of recovery. She was going to have to speed this up, before he got hard again. She wasn't worried about Tim, he had cum twice, so it would take him longer to get it up again.

"Go ahead, baby! Pee!"

"What?" Tom grunted, starting to pull away. He was too late, she already had her fingers wrapped around his balls. He wasn't going anywhere.




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"I said, piss up my cunt! You and Timmy shot alot of cum in there, and now you have to wash it out!" she giggled.

"I don't thi..." 

Tim turned on the water on both sink faucets half way, and Tom groaned as his belly rippled, then his piss started flowing. He held onto his mother's hips, pissing full strength now, the hot liquid spraying deep into her cunt tunnel, splashing all around inside her. He had to push his cock in deeper to keep it from being forced out.

Hot piss poured from around his cock as he pissed into her, and Susan let go of Tom's balls, moving her hand down under her pussy, catching some of it, then brought her hand up onto her clit, rubbing his piss into it lightly. She started cumming again at the first touch of her fingers. Her legs shook as she caressed the tender nubbin, grinding her ass back at him, cooing at him softly, urging him to empty his bladder inside her.

Tim stepped over, sliding behind his brother, he had wet his finger, and as he slipped into the shower, he poked his finger into Tom's asshole, making him jump and let out a yelp. His cock slipped from his mother's cunt, and he pissed all over the back of her legs before the stream ran out. He stumbled back, and watched as piss and cum poured from his mother's pussy. She bent her knees, bouncing her ass up and down, letting the hot liquid drain from her cunt.

Tim stepped up in front of his mother, and rubbed his shitty cock across her face. When she turned to look at him, He cut loose right in her face with a full stream of hot piss.

"Sorry, Mother." he grinned down at her, "but there's no way I'm getting my dick back in your asshole like this." He waggled his cock up and down, demonstrating how limp it was, spraying pee all over her face, her tits, and in her hair.

Dropping to her knees, she tilted her head back, opening her mouth wide. She washed her cum covered face with his hot piss, then grabbed his cock just behind the head, and pulled it between her lips. Tim was still pissing, and her mouth filled quickly. Pulling her head back, she opened her mouth again, gargling his tart urine, then spitting it back onto his cock. She leaned back, holding her tits up to him, and he hosed them down with the last of his stream.

When he was finished, she took the head of his cock back in her mouth, sucking the last golden drops out. She smiled up at him around his soft cock, sucking it into her mouth, using just her lips and tongue. Feeling it starting to harden, she let it slip out of her mouth, and stood up. She kissed Tim hungrily, fondling his cock gently. then she turned, pulled Tom into the shower, and kissed him just as eagerly.

"Thank you so much, boys. This has been the best day I've had in years." she said smiling at them. "And I'm sorry for being such a bitch to you both all this time. I promise, I'll try to make it up to you every way I can."

She help up her hand, silencing them as the started to speak.

"We'll talk more, and you'll learn the whole story. It will probably be good for me to share it with you." She stepped over and stood under the showerhead, wetting her hair, then turning her face up into the spray. She turned slowly, then picked up the soap and a washcloth. "But right now, let's just get cleaned up. Then I think I'm going to need another nap."

"How's pizza sound for dinner?" she asked as she started soaping her tits.

End Scene Ten

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Tales of Lustville Scene 11



Scene Eleven

Randy & Kyle

Randy Reynolds, a government affairs instructor at Big State University, was leaning against her desk as she lectured the class about the ongoing struggle for power between the three branches of government. It was a fluff lecture that she gave once or twice a year when she didn't feel like putting any effort into working up a real lecture, or group activity. She sometimes thought she could give it in her sleep. This was her last class of the day, and she'd be relieved when it was over. She had something she wanted to take care of. She'd decided that she was going to seduce one of her students.

Randy was a pretty twenty-eight year old on the fast track to getting her tenure early. She was average height, slim, with a pair of firm, thirty-four C-cup tits that most of her male students drooled over, and her female student envied. Her long raven black tresses were up in a tight bun today, and she was wearing her glasses. She didn't need the glasses, the lenses were clear glass, but she thought they made her look more intelligent. She was wearing a pleated black thigh length skirt and a cream colored sleeveless silk blouse today because she knew she looked demure, yet incredibly sexy in the outfit. Underneath, she was wearing a lacy white half cup bra that pushed her tits up, letting her thick nipples show through her blouse, and a matching white thong. Her legs were encased in sheer white thigh high stockings.

Her mind wasn't on her work today. She'd been fantasizing about Kyle Harris, the handsome sophomore linebacker again last night. She'd diddled her juicy little pussy for over an hour as she'd imagined him fucking her. It had become a nightly routine since he'd signed up for her course. He was sitting in the second seat in the last row away from the door, looking out the window as she droned on about checks and balances. Randy tried not to look at him, knowing that it would make her horny pussy quiver and get wet again.

It bothered her that he was just staring out the window like that, and he'd been doing it all week. Usually, his eyes were on her, following her hungrily as she moved back and forth across the front of the room. She'd been dressing for him all semester, and had already figured out which outfits he liked her in most. It was easy to tell, she just waited till the end of class and watched to see if he held his books in front of his crotch when he left. She'd noticed his lack of attention earlier in the week, and had made a point to wear one of his favorite outfits every day, but it hadn't done any good, he acted like he didn't even see her.

The bell rang, cutting her off in mid-sentence. She been so wrapped up in thinking about Kyle, that she'd completely lost track of time.

"Read Michelson, chapters thirteen through fifteen for tomorrow, we'll be reviewing them in class." she said as her students started getting up and heading for the door. As Kyle stood up, she looked at him and said, "Mr. Harris. Would you mind waiting? I'd like to speak with you for a moment." Kyle nodded, sitting back down and dropping his books on the desk.

When the last of her students had left, she walked over and closed the door. Her body was between Kyle and the door, so he didn't see as she surreptitiously turned the lock as quietly as she could. He didn't see her open the top two buttons on her blouse either, before she turned toward the back of the room

She walked casually down the aisle, away from the door. The back corner was out of sight from the door, and also the nearby buildings through the windows. She stopped and leaned back again the broad computer desk in the corner. It was empty at the moment, the computers had been taken out, and hadn't been replaced yet. That suited her fine. She bounced on the desk, smiling as she judged that it could easily support several people's weight.

"Could you come over here Kyle?" she said as she stood up, waiting for him to make his way to the back of the room. She eyed him hungrily as he walked down the aisle. He moved like a jungle cat, taking smooth, graceful strides, his muscles rippling as he moved. Randy's pussy quivered, and she felt a flood of pussy juice coat her cunt channel as he came closer. She waved him toward the desk, and he perched his ass on it, his hands to either side of him, his legs stretched out in front of him, crossed at the ankles.

"Kyle," she began, stepping in front of him. "I've noticed that you haven't been paying attention in class this week. It's obvious that your mind has been somewhere else, instead of on your schoolwork!" Or me, she thought to herself.

Kyle blushed, but his eyes wandered up and down over her stunning body, and he felt his cock hardening, starting to push down the leg of his pants. She was right, he knew. He'd been fantasizing about his mother and Lois all week in his classes, especially about Lois. Her hot little body, and her tight, shaved snatch drove him fucking nuts. He couldn't wait to get his hands on her again. He blushed an even deeper red when he felt his cock throb and stiffen even faster as he thought about her.

"I know, and I'm sorry about that Miss Reynolds," he said. "But I've had a lot on my mind lately. I'm starting for the first time this week, and it's really getting to me..."

Randy let her eyes drop to his crotch, pleased to see his cock hardening under his pants. She'd never gotten a good look at it, so she was delighted the see that it stretched more than halfway down his leg. 

"Is there anything else wrong, Kyle?" she asked, stepping closer to him. "Maybe there's something that's weighing on you?" she paused, her fingers playing with a button on her blouse, then slipping the button out of its hole. "I know it's hard...to talk about these things sometimes. But I want you to know that you can come i...to me if you ever need a little relief from the pressures that can build up in a young man like you. It helps to have someone you can dump that load on, someone that's willing, even eager, to take it from you!"

Kyle stared at her, unable to believe that his teacher was talking to him like this. He'd been dreaming about her all semester, and until recently, she had the starring role in his nightly jack-off fantasies. His cock throbbed in his pants again, and swelled into a raging hard-on in seconds. He was pretty sure that she was coming on to him, but decided to let her have her way with him, and just play dumb, in case he was wrong.

"I could be...no, I'd like to be that someone for you, Kyle, if you'd let me. I want to be able to open myself up to you, Let you pour all that tension and stress out, taking it as deep inside me as I can. I'm willing, and really want to do that for you, Kyle! But you have to want it as much as I do."

Randy glanced down, gasping softly, then smiling as she looked back up at his face. She opened another button on her blouse as she took another step closer to him, then reached back and took the pin out of her hair, shaking her head, letting her raven tresses fall around her shoulders.

"Besides falling behind in your classwork, the worst part of this week, at least from my point of view, is that you haven't been paying attention to me either, Kyle." she said as she took another step closer. She lifted her foot, kicking his feet apart, spreading them wider as she moved between them. "That hurt me, Kyle. I look forward to this class everyday, knowing that you're going to be watching me, undressing me with your eyes, and I get so excited. I'm surprised you haven't been able to tell." She paused, "I've fantasized about being alone with you like this, and the fantasy just isn't enough anymore." She opened another button on her blouse so her lacy bra was showing, and now he could see the ripe swell of her breasts through the opening. "I know instructors aren't supposed to get involved with students, but sometimes, people just can't help themselves. Like I can't, right now."

Kyle just stared at her, his mouth hanging open. His eyes bounced rapidly between her tits and her face. 

Randy reached down and ran her fingers over the bulge his cock made in his pants leg, looking into his eyes the whole time. "It feels like you have quite a big problem here, Kyle. Would you like me to help you with it? Give you a little...relief, if you know what I mean?"

Kyle exhaled loudly, and started tearing at the snap of his pants, ripped down his zipper, then stood up, pushing his pants down over his hips. "Jesus, Miss Reynolds! I've been dreaming about you too! Every time I jack-off, I think about you!"

"Mmmmm," Randy purred, pushing her hand into the opening of his pants. "So you are interested after all." Then her eyes widened in surprise as her finger closed around the enormous trunk of his elephantine cock. She looked at his face, seeing his shit eating grin, then down at her hand, as she felt his pants fall away.

Her tiny hand was wrapped around the biggest cock she'd ever seen in her life. His prodigious prick meat was rock hard, and throbbing powerfully in her hand. The heavy shaft was laced with thick veins down the length of it, and the huge purple glans was so swollen, the skin on it gleamed. Randy was amazed as her perspective of his cock seemed to change, her view of it shifting as she raised and lowered it with her hand, then ran her fingers over the length of it. She suddenly realized that she had fallen to her knees, completely unaware of what she was doing. She found herself staring at the head on his enormous cock now, and watched spellbound, as a pearly drop of pre-cum drooled from his winking piss slit.

Kyle cupped her cheeks in his hands, and tilted her head up, drawing her closer to his cockhead at the same time. "I'm glad you're so eager to take me in hand like this, Miss Reynolds. Because you're right, you can see how tense I am. I mean, I feel like I could explode there's so much pressure built up." He drew her a little closer, and his prick tip brushed over her lips, leaving a trail of pre-cum as it scraped across them.

He had recovered from his initial surprise, and was on familiar ground now. There was a beautiful woman kneeling at his feet, staring in awe at his pulsing prick meat, and he knew that the tables had been turned on her. The predator was now the prey.

Randy's eyes flicked up at his face, and she saw the cocky confidence in his eyes. The shy schoolboy was gone, and the self assured athlete had taken his place. She ran her tongue over her lips, wetting them, and shivered when she tasted his pre-cum on her lips. She looked back up at him, her eyes glazed with lust now.

"R...Randy." she panted, her hot breath washing over his cockknob, making his thick fuck rod quiver in her fingers. "I think it's time you called me Randy."

"That's appropriate...Randy." he drawled, easing his hips forward, his hands moving up and wrapping themselves in her thick black hair, pulling her head down, making his cockhead press insistently against her lips. "I'm feeling pretty randy right now, but you can see that, can't you...Randy."

Randy felt the huge knob of his cock mash against her lips, and she let them open slowly, swirling her tongue around the tightly stretch skin of his cockhead as it slipped into her mouth. She brought her other hand up, wrapping it around his cockshaft, so now both of her hands were wrapped around the middle of his cock meat. She started stroking her hands up and down, and in seconds, her fists were flying over his pounding prickshaft. She groaned deep in her throat, and pushed her head down, slurping his cock into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily.

Kyle grinned, throwing his head back, letting his sexy teacher work out on his prick. She was right, he was under alot of pressure, and he could feel it building steadily in his balls. He knew that he wouldn't be able to last very long the way she was sucking on his cock, but he didn't think she'd care if he came quickly. He knew he didn't.

"Oh shit, Randy," he grunted, pumping her head up and down faster with his hands, showing her the rhythm he wanted. "You're really good at this! Suck it harder! Make me cum in your hot little mouth!"

Randy looked up at him, her mouth stretched out of shape by his immense meat muscle. She was pounding her fists up and down on his cock harder and faster as she sucked on the jizz dripping knob. Swirling her tongue all around on it, she licked up his sticky pre-cum as it drooled from his piss slit. She popped her mouth off his cock, staring up at him, as she gasped and panted for air.

"Do you like the way I suck your big cock, Kyle? Oh god, it's even bigger than I imagined, and tastes so fucking good!" She said as she kept jerking eagerly on his throbbing prickshaft. "I can't wait till you shoot your hot cum in my mouth, and down my thro...ummmmllpppphhh!"

Kyle pulled her mouth back onto his cock, and started driving the full length of it in and out of her facial fuck hole, making her gag as the swollen glans bulled down her throat. His balls were already nestled snuggly under the base of his twitching cockstalk, and he could feel the delicious burning sensation as his tortured nuts prepared to unleash their creamy load.

He groaned as he felt the first hot load rumbling up his piss tube, and he looked down at her face, wanting to see her face when he shot off in her mouth. "Here it cums, teach!" he grunted, "Oh fuck, keep sucking! Don't stop! I'm gonna cummmmmmmm!" He shuddered as he felt his hot jizz erupt into her hungrily sucking mouth.

Randy's cheeks bulged as the first powerful spurt of spunk shot into her mouth, coating her tongue with a layer of steaming man chowder, spraying down her throat in a creamy torrent. She swallowed quickly, her throat muscles working frantically as she gulped down his cum. She was still trying to swallow it all when another gooey jet of jizz burst from his piss slit, followed almost immediately by another, then another. He was spilling more cum into her mouth than any of her previous lovers had with three of theirs, and she just couldn't keep up with it. 

Thick ribbons of jism gushed from her lips around his cockshaft as he stroked it in and out of her mouth. His hot, sticky cum ran down over her chin, dripping off onto the heaving upper swells of her tits. She pulled her head back, gasping and coughing, and his next spurt caught her square on the chin, splashing down over her neck, and leaving thick strings of cum clinging to her blouse. she popped his cock back into her mouth, but the flow was starting to taper off, easing to a slow trickle from his piss hole.

Kyle leaned back on the desk, his chest heaving as he took in great gulps of air. He stared at her cum covered lips as she kept sucking on his cockhead, her hands still pumping roughly up and down on his cockstalk. He reached down, grabbing her upper arms, and pulled her upright. 

Randy gasped as he pressed his lips to hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth, sweeping around, then tickling the tip of hers. He pulled back, licking the cum off her chin, and kissed her again, his cum coated tongue dancing against hers. She kissed him back, sucking the cum off his darting labia, moaning into his mouth. She'd never had anyone kiss her after she'd sucked his cock, much less after he'd cum in her mouth. Her pussy spasmed, and hot girl cum gushed from between her pussylips, soaking the crotch of her thong, and trickling down her thighs.

He pulled back again, holding her at arms length, as he stepped around her, then pushed her down over the desk as he dropped to his knees behind her. Pushing her skirt up over her creamy white ass, he hooked his thumb in the strap of her thong and pulled it aside as he spread her asscheeks with his fingers. Randy groaned when he licked up the length of her ass crack, then used his knees to open her legs wider. Randy dropped her upper body flat on the desk and spread her feet as far apart as they would go, opening herself up for whatever he wanted to do to her.

Kyle lifted her leg and forced it up onto the desk, spreading her wide open, and angling her cunt back at him at the same time. His fingers held the thin crotchband of her thong out of the way, and he spread the hairy lips of her pussy with his thumbs. Randy moaned as he plastered his mouth to her drooling pussy slit, his tongue stroking up and down eagerly as he sucked and slurped up the pearls of cream soaking her tender flesh. 

Randy moaned as she felt his tongue stab up into her drooling cunt hole, and she shivered as a fresh flood of juice poured down, running over his tongue and into his mouth. Kyle started sucking her more eagerly, grinding his face around between her legs as he sucked her pussy hungrily from behind. She loved the way his tongue felt as it sluiced around in her crotch, but she longed to feel his huge cock filling her. She'd never had one anywhere near as big as his, and she couldn't wait any longer to feel it pounding into her.

Reaching back, Randy grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled him up, urging him to his feet. 

"Get up, Kyle." She panted. "Stick it in me! I want to feel your cock in me, Kyle! I want you to fuck me!" She laid out over the desk, keeping her leg up on it, purring as she felt him move up behind her. She shivered as she felt him scraping the fat knob up and down the length of her cunt slit, then center it on the tight hole. 

"Oh god!" She groaned as she felt him start to press forward, the huge head of his cock stretching her tight little pussy hole almost to the bursting point. Her eyes clenched shut and she had to cover her mouth to smother a scream as he shoved half his enormous cock pole into her. She tried to wriggle away from him, but Kyle grabbed her hips, pulling her back as he began stroking in and out slowly.

Kyle grinned down at her as he started fucking her slowly. Her pussy was even tighter than Lois's, and he knew that he had to give her time to get used to it. Randy was laying still on the desk, panting and whimpering as he stroked the top half of his cock in and out of her. When he felt her hips start to push back at him, he fed her another inch his stiff meat, then pulled back and buried his cock to the balls on the next stroke.

Randy gasped, and her head came up off the table, her eyes wide in their sockets. She'd never imagined, much less felt anything as huge as the swollen hunk of cock meat that was warping her poor little pussy out of shape. The throbbing knob of his cock slammed against the mouth of her womb, and her abused cunt hole quivered, milking and sucking the knarled length of his prick as he withdrew it slowly.

"Fuck, you're tight!" Kyle grunted as he jerked her back, jamming his hips forward at the same time. His cock plowed into her again, and he fell into a steady rhythm, feeding her the full length of his cock with increasingly powerful strokes.

Randy's pussy spasmed, clasping and clenching spastically on his plunging prick pole, and a flood of her fuck oils flowed from her wide stretched cuntlips. The creamy girl cum eased the passage of his mammoth meat muscle, and he started fucking her even faster. Randy writhed on the desk, sliding back toward him now, standing on her toes to angle her pussy up at him even more.

"So good, Kyle!" She grunted as she humped her ass back at him, eagerly meeting his strokes as he plunged into her roughly. "Oh shit! I'm gonna cum, Kyle! Oh god! Your fucking cock feels fantastic in my...Unhn! Oh shi...Nnngggghnnnnnn!"

Her cock stretched pussy sleeve spasmed wildly, the juice coated inner walls fluttering wildly along the shaft of his cock as it bulled in and out of her. Randy squeezed her eyes shut as her orgasm surged over her, and her body shuddered and twitched on the table, her fist pounding on it as she bit her lip to keep from crying out.




Tales of Lustville Scene 11



Kyle grunted as her cunt sucked on his cock like a runaway vacuum cleaner, and his balls exploded, blasting sizzling knots of spunk into her wildly clasping cunt hole like a firehose of full throttle. Jet after sizzling jet of jizz erupted from his piss slit, flooding her tortured cunt tunnel with his hot, sticky ball milk.

Randy groaned as she felt his cum spurting into her abused cunt hole, soothing the raw inner flesh with a warm, slippery layer of jizz, easing the passage of his pounding prick pole even more.

"Don't stop, Kyle!" She whimpered, jamming her ass back at him, wriggling her hips in small circles as she bounced up and down on her toes. "Keep fucking me! You can keep it hard, I know you can! Oh god! I want more, Kyle! I don't want you to ever stop!"

Kyle jammed his cock full length up her wetly sucking cunt chute, falling across her back, gasping for breath. He held hip cock buried in her, grunting as her spasming pussy hole milked and massaged his meat stick rhythmically.

"So...sorry, teach." He groaned as her cunt clenched around his cockshaft, the tight opening wringing the root of his cock like a noose. "Yo...you wore my ass out. You gotta let me re...rest for a minute."

Randy whined, but kept worked her ass back at him, hoping he'd start fucking her again when he caught his breath.

* * * * *

"Kyle, wait a minute, I need a favor before you go." she said as she walked over to her desk and picked up a cup. She took the lid off, dipping her finger in it, smiling when she felt that it was cold. She walked over to him, holding out the cup. "I need you to throw this on me. I know it sounds stupid, but I can't go out with my blouse looking like this. It'll just be easier for me if I can tell people someone spilled coffee on me!"

Kyle grinned, taking the cup from her, motioning for her to back up a little bit. He stepped forward, tilting the cup, throwing the contents into the air so it splashed all over the front of her spit and cum covered blouse.

Randy shivered, then laughed, brushing at the front of her blouse as she leaned forward, kissing him lightly on the lips. "Thank you Kyle, that's perfect!" Then she grinned, her eyes twinkling as she looked at him. "And if you're interested, I think I'll block out an hour on my calendar for some extra credit sessions a few times a week. What days are good for you?"

"Monday through Friday is good for me!" he said with a grin as he opened the door. "But I think I might need some longer, special tutoring sessions on the weekends too, it all depends on how much pressure builds up!"

The next day at the game...

Randy made her way back to her seat, half-time was almost over, and she was looking forward to seeing the second half. Kyle had been performing exceptionally well, making tackle after tackle, and breaking up several key plays. She was just getting settled when a voice behind her said, "Excuse me, are you Randy Reynolds?"

She turned and saw a strikingly beautiful woman wearing skin tight jeans and a jersey with Kyle's number on it, with 'That's My Baby!' emblazoned under it looking her over. The jersey was tucked in, and the slogan drew the eye to her big tits, which made the number jump out at the world.

"Yes, I am." Randy said politely. "I'm sorry, I don't believe we've met"

"I'm Tracy Harris," the woman said casually. She ran her hand under the slogan. "Kyle Harris's mom."

"It's delightful to meet you," Randy smiled as she stood up and held out her hand. "But I can't believe you have a son Kyle's age. You look younger that I do!"

"Thank you, dear! I love it when people tell me that!" Tracy smiled. "It's really easier than you think though. The secret is, live loose, enjoy life, and drop those puppies early!"

Randy laughed with her, not getting what she meant at all. She noticed that Tracy was still holding her hand, and was blatantly looking her up and down like she was inspecting a cut of meat. 

Randy was wearing a pair of khaki hiking shorts that were a little loose on her legs, but hugged her hips and ass tightly, and a man's white button down shirt with the school's emblem on the pocket tucked into them. She was wearing hiking boots with khaki socks that came up to just under her knees. She looked every inch the healthy outdoors woman.

She smiled at Tracy again, drawing her hand back, and took her seat again.

Tracy sat in the seat next to hers, and turned to look at her. "Kyle is always telling me how much he enjoys studying under you. He says you really know the ins and outs of government, and that you're not afraid to let your students get as deep as they can into your subject." She stopped and smiled, taking a sip of her beer. "He says that you encourage them to just plunge into it wholeheartedly, throw caution to the winds, and just put everything they've got into it, as hard as they can. I like that kind of open minded attitude, and I appreciate how willingly you've opened yourself up to Kyle. He really appreciates it, and swears that there's nothing that can keep him from coming in...I mean, to, your class. And now I can see why!"

Randy just stared at her, her breath caught in her throat. Oh my god! She knows! she thought. How the hell am I going to get out of this? I could lose my job for fucking a student! But fuck! He's so hot, and the cock on him! How could she resist?

"Are you alright, Randy?" Tracy asked, putting her hand on her leg, running it back and forth lightly. "You look as though you've seen a ghost!"

"What? Oh! I'm sorry, but my ex-boyfriend just walked down the stairs, and it startled me. We had a bad break-up." She looked down at Tracy's hand on her leg, then back up at her face. She took a deep breath, and forced a smile. "I really enjoy having Kyle in me...I mean, in my class. He contributes so much! He's not like your typical jock."

"Oh, I have to disagree." Tracy said, shaking her head sadly. "I encouraged him to pursue Social Studies because I want him to be able to get a government job if he doesn't get drafted by the pros, or god forbid, gets injured." She took another sip from her beer. "I know most parent's won't admit it, but Kyle's not the brightest bulb in the box, and if football doesn't work out as a career, I want him to be able to find a good paying job where he doesn't have to work too hard, and can't cause any real damage. That just shouts government."

Randy burst out laughing, heaving a sigh of relief. "Oh my god!" she said. "That is the most realistic appraisal that I've ever heard from a parent! Kyle is a gifted athlete, and has other desirable skills, but academically, he is lagging a little behind the pack. I think I'm giving him his best grade this semester, and that's going to be a low B."

"I know. I've spoken to his other instructors already. Good lord, what a bunch of stuffy old peacocks! But I'm surprised. After everything he's put into you recently...your class that is, the best you can do is a B?"

Randy was sure now that Tracy knew that she'd spread her legs for Kyle, but sensed that she wasn't going to make an issue of it. Her speech about Randy's class had been loaded with double meanings, and those little slips, there was no way they were accidental. Then there was the way she had checked out her body, and the way her fingers were dancing on her skin. Randy couldn't decide if the woman was signaling her that it was okay for her to have sex with her son, or if she was making a move on her herself. She decided that it was time to find out.

"I think so," she said, laying her hand on top of Tracy's, and putting light pressure on it, rocking it back and forth gently. "He's completed the minimum course requirements, but to be honest, he really didn't make an impression on me until yesterday. Before that, I didn't know if he had what it took to satisfy me, as far as his grasp of the subject was concerned."

Tracy nodded and smiled, and her hand started stroking Randy's leg lightly. Randy smiled back, and started to move her hand away, but Tracy put her forefinger over hers, and shook her head. The movement was barely noticeable to anyone but Randy, and she wasn't completely sure exactly what she had just seen. Tracy's hand stopped at the bottom of Randy's shorts, and she lifted one eyebrow slightly, then glanced at the field.

Randy had never had another woman be so openly sexual toward her, while being so subtle about it. She'd had her share of lesbian passes, and even had a few flings with some of her roommates in college, but Tracy's multi-layered approach had her intrigued. 

"There's a lot of give and take in the educational process." Tracy said lightly as she turned back to her. "Sometimes, the teacher has to show a willingness to accept input from a student." She squeezed Randy's leg lightly, and stroked her fingers back and forth over her soft skin. "Then there's the parent teacher relationship. They have to be open to, and understand what the other is telling them, especially the little signals when people aren't comfortable to speak freely. Sometimes people miss out on those opportunities that make life...interesting."

"I couldn't agree more," Randy said, pulling Tracy's hand gently up under the leg of her shorts. "I try to be as receptive as I can to everything my students offer me, and I have to admit, that with Kyle, it's easier than with some of my other students. I mean, he has so much to offer! And with the right guidance, he can work wonders with it!"

"You are so right!" Tracy said, leaning close. She let her voice drop to a conspiratorial whisper. "And I have to tell you, I appreciate you taking him firmly in hand like you have. If it's not too much trouble, I'd like you to feel free to go even further with him." Her finger slipped up over Randy's again as she moved her hand higher up under the leg of her shorts. She sat back, and looked at the field, then back at Randy. "But you and I need to communicate to, Randy. I feel that we're really connecting, but we need to widen our horizons, open things up between us." Her eyes flicked down toward Randy's legs, then right back to her face.

Randy laughed and leaned back in her seat, letting her legs drift apart. She pulled lightly on Tracy's hand, easing it even higher under her shorts. Tracy's fingers were less than an inch from the crotch of her panties, and Randy was curious just how far she would go in this public venue.

"Tracy, you have to stop reading my mind!" she said, moving her hand again until Tracy's fingers were almost brushing the damp fabric of her panties. "I think we have to explore those openings that present themselves to us, and take advantage of them! I mean, we're talking about your son's future here!"

"My point exactly," Tracy said, reaching out with her little finger, brushing it softly up and down the puffy crotch of Randy's panties. She pressed the edge of her finger harder against her, forcing her panties up between the lips of her pussy. She could feel the hairs poking out from under the leg holes, ticking the side of her hand, and she smiled as she felt her panties getting wetter by the second. "It's his life, but isn't it exciting that we have to opportunity to guide and nurture him like this? We're not going to be around all the time to tell him that something is dripping, or that the bushes need to be trimmed, and we have to be sure he's prepared to jump on whatever opens itself up to him!"

She pulled her hand from under Randy's shorts again, and turned to looked at the field again. Waving her hand slowly in front of her face like she was shooing away an insect, she inhaled the pleasant aroma of Randy's pussy. She turned back to her, making sure she noticed what she'd done. Randy was smiling, and her tongue darted out, licking lightly at her upper lip, then retreated.

"It looks like the game is about to start again. So I'm afraid I'll have to be going." she said. "But I've had the most delightful time talking to you. Let's get together soon, when we can really give this issue a good going over!"

"I'd like that!" Randy said. "Would you like to stay here, and watch the rest of the game with me? No one was sitting in that seat. Most of the seats in this section are open."

Tracy put her little finger in her mouth, pretending to consider the offer. She ran in slowly in and out of her mouth, sucking on it lightly as she sampled Randy's juices. Then she dropped her hand to Randy's knee, patting it gently.

"That's a delightful offer dear, but I have seats behind the bench on the forty yard line. The parents and boosters section, you know? And I'm with a group of friends." Tracy slid her hand high up on Randy's leg again, smiling at her. "I'm having a party tomorrow to celebrate, or console, we still have to see which. Why don't you join us? I'm sure we'll have lots of chances to get to know each other much better then!"

"Thank you! I'd like that. I can get the address from the student registry, and I already have the your number. I get all my students phone numbers in case a class is cancelled, or there's a problem on campus."

Tracy stood up, looking at the field. "Oh, they're about to kick off for the second half. I really need to get back!" she walked out to the aisle, and Randy watched her ass wiggling in her tight jeans as she moved.

Tracy stopped when she reached the stairs, and turned back to Randy.

"It's a pool party, so bring your suit! And don't forget to trim!" 

She threw Randy a wicked grin, waved, and was gone up the stairs.

End Scene Eleven

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Tales of Lustville Scene 12



Scene Twelve

Part One

"Randy! I'm so glad you could make it dear! Come on in!" Tracy said as she ushered her into the house. "My friends Lois and Susan are out by the pool with the boys. After you called, I wanted to make sure I heard the bell when you got here." 

Randy was wearing hiking shorts again, with a black t-shirt and tennis shoes. She looked Tracy up and down as they went into the living room.

Tracy was wearing a dark blue bikini with a beach wrap around her waist that still let most of one leg show. 

"Thank you for inviting me! And I'm glad we're celebrating, not consoling." Randy said, looking around the room. "Oh, Tracy! What a lovely home! Did you decorate it yourself?"

"Oh, god no!" Tracy laughed. "A photographer I work with sometimes had his crew do it for me. It was a bonus for a shoot that I did with him." She took one of the bags Randy was carrying, and headed for the kitchen. "Let's take some of this stuff into the kitchen, then get you changed."

"Thanks, I brought some queso dip and chips, but I didn't know what you drank, so I just brought some beer." Randy said as she sat the twelve pack on the counter.

"We've got plenty of booze, believe me. We drink mostly margaritas around here. Don't be fooled when Lois offers you some of her 'special punch'. It's kind of an inside joke, so don't ask."

"Okay, where can I get changed? It's a beautiful day, and I'd like to get some sun!" Randy said. "And can I get some of that special punch? That sounds good right about now!"

Tracy picked up one of the pitchers sitting on the table, and poured two glasses, handing one to Randy.

"You can change in my room," Tracy told her, taking her hand and leading the way. "It's just down the hall here."

As they entered the bedroom, Randy sat her bag on a chair, and her drink on the dresser, then pulled her t-shirt over her head, letting her braless tits bounce free, kicking off her shoes at the same time. Tracy sat on the bed, leaning back on her hands as she watched her undress. Randy noticed and grinned at her, turning to face her as she opened her shorts and started to push them down over her hips. "Checking out the goods, huh?" she laughed.

"I already knew it was all good," Tracy said, nodding her head. "I just want to get a better look."

Randy pushed her shorts and panties down with a flourish, holding her hands up in the air. "Well, wha..."

"Oh wow, that's one bushy beaver!" Tracy laughed when she saw the abundance of hair surrounding Randy's pussy mound as she pushed her shorts down, kicking them to the side. "But I have to tell you, you're not gonna get much action today if we don't trim that thatch back a little!"

"Action?" Randy said, a confused expression on her face. "I'm not sure I know what you mean. I knew you were coming on to me yesterday, and I liked the idea. But I thought we would hook up later, when we could spend some time together. Is there something else going on?"

Tracy stood up and walked over to her, then dropped her hand between Randy's legs, her fingers tugging at the thick fur covering her pussylips. "Oh, I thought you understood. We're having a neighborhood fuck party, hon. I invited you because Kyle told me what a great fuck you are, and we really needed a fourth girl! He mentioned that you were hairier than Lois, Susan or I are, but Lois and I shave bare around our pussylips, and Susan trims pretty close. I had no idea you were this hairy. I guess you're a natural kind of girl!"

Tracy looked at her for a moment, then took her hand and led her over to the bed, and sat down with her. She looked at her again, then smiled brightly.

"I thought you already knew what was going on, or didn't you realize that Kyle had told me that you'd fucked him?" she said. 

Randy nodded. "I kind of figured that he had said something to you. You're approach was...familiar."

"Yeah, I like talking dirty without using dirty words too. That way, if you're wrong about the person you're talking to, you can pass it off as a misunderstanding. I knew we'd get along as soon as I heard about your approach." she grinned. "But you didn't think it was unusual that a guy would tell his mother that he had fucked one of his teachers? Or that she would come on to you later?"

Randy nodded, but didn't say anything. She waited for Tracy to continue.

"Then I guess I'm just going to have to spell the rest of it out for you." she paused, gathering her thoughts, then continued. "Like I said, Lois and Susan are out by the pool. Well, about the boys I mentioned. Phil is Lois's son, and Tim and Tom are Susan's sons. They're just home for the summer, they go to school back east. You already know about Kyle and me. But then again, I guess you don't."

"I still don't want to believe that Kyle is your son! You don't look old enough to have a son his age. I mean, I know Kyle's over eighteen, how old are the others?"

"They're all a little older than Kyle is. My baby is the baby in our little stud farm."

Randy's mouth dropped open, and Tracy reached over and closed it gently for her.

"So do you understand now? There's four really nice cock's out there for you, and if you don't mind sharing them with their mother's, you're welcome to stay and have the time of your life. I'm betting that you're going to stay, but if you don't think you can handle it and want to leave, we won't take it personally. You can still keep fucking Kyle of course, and I'd still like to do you myself."

"Wow," Randy said, staring at Tracy in disbelief. "This is a lot to take in. I'm going to need a minute to think about it."

"No, you're not." Tracy said casually. "Stand up, Randy,"

"What?"

"I said, stand up. Come stand right here," she said, pointing to a spot on the floor right in front of her. "Come on, get up. I'm not going to hurt you."

The younger woman stood up, and stood where Tracy had told her too. Tracy put her hands on the insides of her knees, and forced them wider apart. Then she moved one hand up and cupped Randy's furry pussy mound, sliding her middle finger up into her cream filled cunt chute. Randy's pussy was sopping wet, and Tracy stroked her finger in and out of the juice soaked hole a few times, then pulled it out, and licked her finger clean.

"You're staying." she grinned up at her. "If you were going to leave, you'd already have your clothes on, and be running for the door."

"You already know how big Kyle's dick is. Well, Phil's is just as big, and the other two are damned close! And Lois, Oh my god! She's a little horny cunt lapper that'll have you begging for more. And you already know I wanna dive on this juicy little muff. So what do you say we call Lois and Susan in here, and we can show you some of the different options you have, then get some of this fucking hair out the way?"

"They're all as big as Kyle's? Oh my god!" Randy giggled, a shiver of anticipation running through her. "You're right, I'd be crazy to pass that up. But I'm not really sure I want to shave my pussy," she said, running her fingers through the lush growth between her legs. "I like the way it feels when I play with myself!"

"No one said you had to shave it, hon." Tracy laughed, going over and pushing the curtains aside, and sliding the patio door open. "Lois, Susan, would you two step in here for a minute? I want to introduce you to Randy." She turned back to Randy and grinned. "I said we need to trim it back a little. Wait till you see Susan, you'll see what I mean."

Susan came through the sliding glass door, and held the curtain for Lois, then closed the door behind her.

"Lois, Susan, this is Randy. She's one of Kyle's instructors." Tracy said lightly as they came into the room. "They had a...private conference the other day, and after Kyle told me about it, I thought she'd make a good addition to our little circle. And I know the boys are going to love her!"

Randy turned toward the two women, holding out her hand. "It's nice to me..." she began, but never got to finish her sentence.

"Oh my god! Look at that fucking bush!" Lois said shrilly. She fell to her knees, her face inches from Randy's crotch, inspecting the profuse growth of Randy's pussy hair closely. She was on her feet again almost immediately, pushing her back toward the bed. "Lay down and spread 'em, honey! I gotta get a better look at the furry little beaver."

Randy fell back on the bed, her legs flying up in the air. Before she even knew what was happening, Lois was on her knees in front of her, holding her legs up and apart with her forearms as her fingers spread the fur fringed lips of her pussy apart. 

Tracy burst out laughing, and Susan giggled into her hand as Lois pressed her face closer, then looked up at Randy. "And she's already wet! What have you two been doing in here? Never mind, I don't care. I just want a taste! Can I?"

Randy stared down at her, her own eyes wide. She nodded, and Lois dove in eagerly, her tongue lashing and lapping all around in her creamy cunt slice. Randy moaned, and pulled her legs up higher, holding them up with her hands, wanting to give Lois as much room as she could. "Oh fuck! You're right Tracy!" she whimpered, dropping one hand onto Lois's head, urging her up toward her clit. "I've never had anyone eat me out like this! She's got me ready to cum already!"

Tracy stepped over and gave Lois a soft kick on one asscheek, making her look up. Her face was covered in shiny girl cum, and she was breathing hard. "Sorry to interrupt, but I asked you in here so we can model our pussy doo's for her, so she can see if she'd like something shorter down there." She held her hand out to Lois, helping her up. "But what did you think? Did her hair get in the way? And more important, do you think the boys would like it like that?"

Susan was already shaking her head as she looked at Randy's densely furred snatch. "Timmy and Tommy won't like that at all. I'm sorry, but they just won't."

Lois wiped her mouth of with the back of her hand, and grinned. "I just pushed it out of the way, but it tickled my cheeks and nose, and that was a little distracting." Taking a step back, she pushed her bikini bottoms off quickly, revealing her bare beaver to Randy. "I don't think she'd want to go this far," she said as she went though several poses. "The boys love it on me, but that's because it makes me look like a little lolita!"

Randy gasped as she sat up, her eyes roaming all over Lois's body, but her eyes were quickly drawn to Tracy behind her. She was wriggling out of her suit bottoms, stepping closer and standing with her feet comfortably spread apart. "I went with a little landing strip up top, but I shave the lips. I like the look, and Phil loves eating me. It was his idea to taper it to a point like this. He said it was like an 'insert cock here' sign."

She turned to Susan, and saw that she was already easing her bottoms down over her fleshy bottom. She let them drop to her feet, then spread her legs slightly, and stood with her hands on her hips.

Randy leaned forward, looking from woman to woman. "I could never pull off the full shave look, sorry Lois." She crossed her legs and looked back and forth between Tracy and Susan. "I like that little patch you have right over your pussy, Tracy. But I like the way the hair looks framing Susan's." She looked at Susan, and patted the bed. "Could I get a closer look? Kind of like what a man...or a woman," she said, grinning at Lois, "Is going to see?"

"Sure," Susan said, then sat down on the side of the bed and leaned back on her elbows. She opened her legs wider as Randy got to her knees and slid between them. "Want me to lift my legs up? Or can you see okay?"

"Oh, I can see just fine," Randy whispered as she moved closer, her face inches from Susan's close cropped cunt slit. "But would you lift them up a little? Your pussy is just beautiful! Your whole body is!"

Susan lifted her legs slowly, spreading them wide, opening her whole crotch to Randy's eager face. She smiled down at the other woman. "Thank you, dear. But while you're down there, would you mind..."

"I'd be glad to!" Randy panted, and moved her hands up onto Susan's legs, gripping her thick thighs gently. Her mouth planted tender kisses all over her juicy cunt mound, then her tongue slid out, dipping between her fleshy pussylips, and dragged slowly up the length of her slit. "Oh god! That tastes so good!" she muttered into Susan's pussy, and was just about to start eating her in earnest, when Tracy spoke up behind her.

"I'm sorry to keep breaking things up," she said casually. "But unless you want me to send the boys home so we can just lez out, we were trying to find out if Randy wanted a trim."

Randy back away, then dipped back in for another quick kiss. She looked up at Susan, and mouthed, 'later?'. Susan nodded as Randy stood up and turned to face Tracy. "I think I do," she said. "But I think I want a combo. Can we do like, your little landing strip, and the hair around the outside like Susan has, with a little bridge connecting them?

Lois burst out laughing, and the other three woman looked at her. "Oh, no! Don't tell me you don't get it?" she gasped, trying to get control of herself

Randy shook her head, and Susan had a puzzled look on her face. "I wasn't going to say anything," Tracy said. "At least, not till we were done."

"What? What am I missing here?" Randy asked. She didn't like people laughing at her.

Lois grinned at her. "I sorry, hon. Here, let me show you." She picked up a pen off the desk, and flipped an enveloped over, and looked back at Randy. "You want the landing strip," she drew a short line. "and you want the fur fringe," she drew two more lines under, and to either side of it. "then a bridge connecting them." she added two arches, connecting the other three lines. and held it up so everyone could see it.

"Yeah, that's exactly what I want. So?"

Lois turned the paper over so her drawing was upside down, and Randy could see what she'd thought was so funny. "Now, you all tell me, how many times today are we going to hear that someone is going to eat at the 'Y'?" 

Tracy was laughing openly now, and Susan and Randy had started to smile, finally getting the joke.

"I got fifty bucks that says we hear it from Phil as soon as he sees it!" Lois laughed

"Well, shit!" Randy said. "If it's gonna get me that kind of traffic, let's get to it!"

Fifteen minutes later, Randy's new doo was done, and she was standing in front of the mirror admiring herself. "You were right, Lois. It does look like an upside down 'Y'," she turned around, grinning at the other three women. "But damn! I think it looks hot!"

"So do I," Susan said softly, drawing a look from Tracy and Lois. "And your dark hair really makes it stand out!" She ran her fingers through her own closely cropped bush. "I may darken mine, I like the way that looks."

"I'm glad you like it! But I thought someone said that there were some cocks around here I'd be interested in meeting, or meating, as the case may be. Now that I'm presentable, I'd like to see if any of them want to go for a test ride!"

"I think you'll get as many rides as you can handle today, Randy." Tracy laughed. "But how are we going to do this? Put our suits back on, and let them unwrap us individually, or just dump the suits here, and give them a skin show to really get this party started?"

Susan and Lois peeled of their tops quickly, and Randy was already nude. All three turned and looked at Tracy. "Skin show it is!" she said as she pulled off her own top, then opened the curtain and the sliding glass door, and stepped out onto the patio.

Part Two

Tracy & Tim

The boys were all in the pool splashing around and having a good time when the girls stepped outside. They didn't notice that the girls had joined them, until Lois said, "So what's a girl gotta do to get fucked around here? Walk around butt naked?"

All four boys turned, and their eyes went wide when they saw the four naked women walking toward the pool. Phil was the first one out of the water, and was skimming his shorts down as he made a beeline for Susan. He grabbed her hand, grinning at her as he pulled her over to one of the inflatable floats laying beside the pool. He turned and looked at Tracy, then back at Susan's tits, then back at Tracy again. 

"You got any baby...no, make that Wesson oil?" he looked at Susan's tits again. He cock was already standing up stiffly as he stared at her humongous tits. "I think I'm gonna need a big bottle!"

Susan laughed, her hand wrapping around his cock as she pulled him down on the float with her. "Could you bring that out to us Tracy? I think Phil here has to earn what he has in mind." She laughed as she pushed his head down between her wide spread legs. 

Tom walked over and stood in front of Randy, smiling shyly at her. "Hi, I'm Tom. What's your name?"

Randy reached down and wrapped her fingers around his shriveled cock. "I'm randy, and my name is Randy too!" she laughed, stroking his cock softly with her warm fingers. "What's your little friend's name?" she asked him with a grin.

"His name is Dick, And if you keep that up, he's not going to be little for long!"

"Well," she said as she led him over into the grass, "Let's see if we can get Dick to grow on me. What do you say, Tom?"

"He's growing already, but he may want to finish growing in you. Or at least, I want him too!"

Tracy walked over and took Tim's hand, leading him toward the house. She stopped under the awning leading into the kitchen, and turned, throwing her arms over his shoulders. She leaned close to him and kissed him lightly, then more hungrily as he returned her kiss eagerly. His hands came around and closed under her soft asscheeks, pulling her into him, and she could feel his cock hardening against her.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned into his mouth, darting her tongue into his mouth and swabbing the insides of his cheeks. "I knew I'd get the good one." She panted into his mouth as she ground her tits into his chest, and humped her pussy mound against his now hard cock. She lifted one leg slightly, letting his pulsing prickshaft poke up between her legs, then worked her hips back and forth slowly, dragging her dripping pussy slit over the length of his meaty cockstalk.

Tim groaned into her mouth, his tongue dueling with hers. He tightened his grip on her ass, then relaxed it, at the same time, he put his feet on either side of hers, forcing her feet closer together, making the fleshy tunnel his cock was sliding through even tighter. 

Tracy pulled her mouth away from his, grinning at him. "You naughty boy!" she said. "Are you trying to fuck me standing up?"

Tim nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

Tracy threw her head back and laughed, lifting one leg till her knee was almost touching her tit. "Let me see if I can help you then. Hold my leg for me." she said, reaching down so she could guide the head of his cock into her tight pussy. Tim held her leg as she wiggled her hips, and groaned as she dragged his swollen cockknob around in her sopping wet cunt slit. "Don't you cum yet!" she giggled as she got the head lined up with the opening of her pussy, and lowered her leg slowly.

Tim's legs were shaking as he eased her leg down, finally letting it drop to the ground. "Don't move. Oh please, don't move!" 

He rested his head on her shoulder, panting lightly onto her neck. Tracy moved her arms down so they were circling his waist, letting him savor the sensations. She knew just how he felt, she was pretty sure that she was going to start cumming as soon as either of them moved again.

They stood locked together for a couple of minutes, neither of them speaking, just enjoying the pleasure of their joining. Tracy stroked his hair, then turned her head to whisper in his ear. "We have to get something out of the kitchen, Tim." she giggled, making him groan into her neck. He raised his head, and she kissed him lightly. 




Tales of Lustville Scene 12



"Feeling adventurous?" she asked.

Tim nodded, then a smile began to spread across his face.

"Think you can walk me into the kitchen like this?" she asked, looking back over her shoulder, gauging the distance to the door. She sighed with relief when she saw the door was open.

"We'll dance," she said, unwrapping one arm from him, and reaching back for his hand, taking it in hers. They looked like they were waltzing as they started moving toward the door, but the real dance was going on inside her tight cunt channel, as his cock slid around, twisting and shifting in a different direction on every step.

Tim was leading, and was saying, "step...step...step" softly, as they moved toward the door. Tracy thought it was cute, then realized that it actually helped. Her pussy was quivering and creaming heavily around his cock, and if he hadn't been counting cadence, they would have fallen by now. She missed the next step, but her feet were planted firmly, and Tim felt her stop, and stopped with her.

"Cu...cumming," she gasped softly into his ear as she clung to him. "Y...you?"

"I...I ca...can hold it." he grunted. "Let me know when you're ready, okay?"

Nodding her head against him, she held him for a moment longer, then whispered, "O...okay, let's go a little more."

Tim kissed her forehead, then the started again. "left foot, right, step...step,". A moment later he said, "left foot up...slide...right foot up, slide...turn...turn,." 

Tracy looked over his shoulder and saw that they were in the kitchen, and the cabinet she needed to get into was only a few steps behind him. She let go of his hand, and brought both of hers down under his ass, pulling him tighter against her. "My turn," she whispered in his ear, pulling him into her, then releasing him, "stroke...withdrawal...stroke...withdrawal, cum in me, stroke...withdrawal...stroke...withdrawal, cum in me, stroke...'"

Tim shuddered, clutching her tightly to him. His ass was moving on it's own now, and he grunted as he felt his cum load rushing up his cockshaft, and spraying into her sucking, spasming cunt channel. Tracy groaned back at him, grinding her pussy down onto his jizz spitting cock. She took a small step back with one foot, then the other, pulling him with her as she leaned against the wall.

"Fuck me, Timmy!" she purred in his ear. "That's right, shoot all that hot cum in my pussy, baby! Mmmmmmm, it feels so good!" She felt a series of soft, soothing cums swell over her, and she rode on them as he slid his cock in and out of her tight, sucking pussy.

Tim fucked into her steadily, but not with the rough frantic strokes she was expecting. He was working his huge cock in and out of her juicy pussy with short, slow strokes, depositing a fresh load of cum in her clasping cunt chute on every instroke, then leaking a drooling trail of jizz on the outstroke. 

Tracy was loving every second of it, and just held onto him, letting him fuck her as long as he wanted. 

Part Three

Lois & Kyle

Kyle pulled a wide cushion over and stretched out on it. He saw Lois heading for him, and smiled broadly. He had just gotten settled, pulling a pillow under his head when she straddled his head facing his feet, and dropped to her knees. She slid her legs under his arms and backed up till her pretty little shaved pussy was poised right over his face as she laid out on him. Smiling happily, she dropped her head into his crotch, taking a third of his enormous cock into her mouth in one ravenous plunge. He grunted as he wrapped his arms around her hips, pulling her down as he raised his face up to meet her juicy pussy.

Lois moaned as she swallowed his cock, not stopping till she had almost half if it buried in her throat. Kyle grunted into her drooling cunt slit, his tongue lashing and laving all around over the slick, wet flesh. His hips jerked up at her face, and she plunged her mouth down harder, gagging as the fat cockknob drove into the opening of her throat. She pulled her head up, letting his enormous cock fall out of her mouth as she panted for breath.

"Cum in my mouth, Kyle." she said, looking down at him between her legs. "I want your first load in my mouth, then you can fuck me any way you want. Is it okay if I keep you to myself today? There's lots of pussy here if you want it, bu..."

"Shut up and suck my dick, Lois." Kyle laughed into her sloppy wet pussy slit. "You know I like your hot little pussy the most!" 

He groaned as she sucked the head of his dick back into her mouth, then bobbed her mouth up and down on it, letting the fat knob punch in and out between her tightly clasped lips. Her tongue drilled into his piss hole as her lips scraped up over the flaring rim of his cockhead again and again. 

Lois cupped her hand under his balls, holding them and squeezing them gently with her fingers. Her other hand wrapped around his throbbing prickshaft and started jerking on it hard and fast, her mouth moving over the top third in a syncopated rhythm with her fist. She felt his balls draw up in her hand, and grinned around his jaw stretching cock meat, realizing that he was getting ready to feed her the steaming ball juice she craved.

Kyle pulled her cunt down onto his face and stuck his tongue out, rocking his head back and forth, just letting his tongue rub and brush all over her juicy cunt slice. He could already feel a heavy load of cum churning in his balls as she sucked his cock furiously, so he just went through the motions of eating her out.

Lois whimpered around his cockshaft as she felt his hips start to move, humping his thick shaft up at her face. She moved her hands off his cock and balls, and planted them on the ground to either side of his hips. She plunged her mouth down, and in just a few strokes, was fucking him feverishly with her mouth as he drove his cock up between her lips.

She screamed around his throat clogging meat as she felt his hands drop onto the back of her head, pumping it up and down in time with the movement of his hips. Her eyes rolled up in her head as he fucked her mouth with long, tip to root lunges, and a spurt of girl cum spewed from her spasming cunt hole, soaking his face as she came from his rough handling.

Kyle grunted, then bellowed mightily into her quivering cunt hole as his balls unloaded and sent the first gooey jets of jizz rocketing up his piss tube. He pressed Lois's head down as hard as he could, feeling the twitching knob plow down her throat. Her lips ground into his pubes as he held her face against him, and he screamed as he felt his cum erupting from his piss slit.

Lois moaned, swallowing as best she could around his cockshaft. She felt the first fiery slugs of spunk speeding up his pulsing prickstalk, and fought to pull her head up, so she could take his load in her mouth. Thick jets of jizz spewed from his cockhead, bursting directly into her throat. She choked, then coughed, her teeth clenching around the root of his cock.

Kyle screamed again, jerking her head up, and Lois wrapped both hands around his jizz spitting prickshaft and started pounding on it furiously, her lips locked in a tight circle under the swollen knob. She sucked hungrily on his throbbing cockhead, whimpering as he filled her mouth again and again with his sticky man chowder. 

Kyle was writhing under her expert ministrations, his hips moving in a blur as he jerked and humped at her face mindlessly. Lois writhed on top of him as she sucked frantically on his cock, milking load after load of cum into her mouth, swallowing as fast as she could. Thick ribbons of cum poured down around his cockshaft, and she scooped it up, using it to grease up his cock, easing the passage of her fists as they flew up and down the length of his spasming cockstalk.

Kyle flopped back on the cushion, spent, his balls drained, his cock just drooling out the last of his load. Lois didn't seem to notice, she just kept sucking, slurping and jerking on his cock like she never wanted to stop. She was pounding on his prickstalk like a machine, milking his drooling meat muscle, her tongue lapping and laving wickedly all around over the top of his shaft. Kyle lay back under her, letting her workout on his cock, knowing how much she loved sucking him off.

Lois sensed, rather than felt that he was finished cumming. There was still so much cum on his cock, her hands, and in her mouth, she just couldn't bring herself to stop. Her mouth worked all over his stone hard cock pole, but she slowed her pace, dropping into a more leisurely rhythm as she started cleaning gobs of gooey jism from his twitching cockshaft. Her hands tightened around his cockshaft, and she squeegeed the cum off the shaft as she worked them up toward her mouth.

"Oh god, Kyle! You cock is...oh my god, it's just perfect." Lois panted, her tongue running slowly up the length of it, her lips pressed to the side as she tilted her head, working her mouth up and down lazily, sucking and licking up his jizz, cleaning up every drop she could find. "I never dreamed that I'd find the perfect cock, but I have, and I'm just so happy!"

She pulled back a little, and ran the knob of his cock over her face, smearing his cum into her skin, then popped it into her mouth and sucked it clean again. She let it fall out of her mouth as she laid her head on his leg, but kept her lips pressed against it, planting soft kisses along the length of is as it softened in front of her.

Kyle reached down, pulling her around so she was laying out on top him, face to face now. He smiled up at her as she stretched out on him, leaning up and kissing her. Lois's arms slithered around his neck as she dipped her tongue in and out of his mouth, then pulled back, looking over her shoulder.

"Ummm, I know you mom has...I want to..." She said, then buried her face in his chest. She looked up at him again. "Do you want to go over to my house, and play dress up? I made a bunch of new outfits for you..."

Kyle laughed, and pushed her off of him. He stood up, then reached down and picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder as he started across the yard. Lois giggled and squirmed happily, looking forward to spending time alone with him.

Part Four

Susan & Phil

Susan tapped her fingers on the top of Phil's head to get his attention. He was munching on her muff eagerly, making loud snuffling noises as he licked and sucked at the fleshy lips of her pussy, his tongue darting up into her spasming fuck hole, lapping up the spicy juices that spilled from her.

"Eere." She rasped as she held the joint out to him. She tilted her head back and exhaled as he took the doob from her. She smiled down at him as he hit the joint, and shook her head when he held it out to her. "Look what I got." She said, holding up a little plastic packet.

"What's that?" he asked, taking another hit off the joint, then flicked the ember off and sat it off to the side.

"Sweet and sour sauce. You tried that yet? I heard you like to try different tastes when you eat pussy." She giggled. "I knew you were gonna want to do me today, so I've been holding on to it."

"Mmmmmm mmmm." He mumbled around a mouthful of pussy. He pulled his mouth up, puckering his lips over her clit and blew out, making a loud farting sound into her cunt slit as he did. Susan's clit vibrated under his lips, and her hands dropped onto his head, holding him in place as she threw back her head and screamed.

"Aaaarrrgggghhhhh! FUCK! Yeeesssssss! Do that again you beautiful little bastard!" She screeched, grinding his face into her juicing pussy slit. "Oh please, Phil! Do it again honey. You can fuck my titties, I'll suck your dick, you can fuck me up the ass! Anything! But please, just keep doing that!"

Phil laughed into her pussy and puckered up again, then blew onto her clit again from a different angle. Susan screamed again, her body flopping and jerking as she writhed under him. Phil kept blowing on her clit, moving his mouth around so she never knew what to expect, but the fluttery vibrations were driving her out of her mind. Phil pushed her legs up, spread her swollen labia with his fingers and plastered his mouth to her drooling cunt hole, sucking at the cream soaked portal of her pussy as he drove his tongue in and out with lightning fast strokes.

"Oh dear lord!" she cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks as she writhed under his oral assault. "Thank you for the blessing of this dear, dear boy and his talented tongue! Thank you for the pleasure he rains so wonderfully on my poor little pussy! Please lord, let him continue, I beg of you! I will surely die if he ceases. I swear, I shall surely die!"

Phil pulled back, looking up at her as he peeled the moist pink flesh away from her clit. He puckered his lips again, and blew a series of staccato blasts right onto the stiff little nubbin, then took it between his teeth and bit down on it.

Susan screamed again as her body arched up, and her fingers clamped onto the back of his head, closing into fists full of his hair. She shuddered as she bridged upwards, and a powerful stream of pussy juice erupted from her tortured cunt hole, soaking his neck and chest. She collapsed on the inflatable lounger and lay still, her arms and legs limp as she sprawled out, passed out cold.

Phil looked up and saw Tracy, Tim, Randy and Tom staring at him. He grinned sheepishly then raised up and rubbed the back of his head.

"I think she pulled some hair out." He laughed, grimacing as he felt a particularly sore spot. He glanced over at Tracy. "Did you bring that oil?"

Tracy shook her head, staring in awe at the Susan's limp form sprawled on the lounger.

Susan groaned, and they all looked down at her. Phil stretched out over her, and his cock slid easily up into her lust loosened pussy. Every muscle in her body was limp, so he just laid out over her, supporting his weight on his forearms and knees, stroking his cock lazily in and out of her.

"Back with us?" He whispered in her ear.

"Ne...never. Never li...like that." She panted as she managed to get her arms around him. "In my whole life...never like that." She hugged him tightly to her, a blissful smile plastered on her face.

"I'm next." Randy said, looking over at Tracy. She looked at Tom, then down at his cock, then back at his face. "Come on you." she grinned, reaching down and wrapping her fingers around his stiff cock. "It's time to put your little friend to work!"

Part Five

Randy & Tom

"I don't need anymore foreplay after watching that. How 'bout you?" Randy laughed as she stretched out on the grass. She guided Tom down on top of her, fitting the swollen knob of his cock between her juice coated pussylips. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as his cock slid easily into her cream soaked cunt channel.

"Why didn't you eat me like that?" She giggled as she hooked her heels under his asscheeks and drew him deeper into her pussy. She squeezed her fucking muscles around his cock as he started stroking it slowly in and out. 

"Mmmmmmm." She purred. "You got a nice dick Tom. Nice and long, but not too fat. I'm gonna like fucking you, honey."

Tom spread his knees wider as he stretched out over her, holding his weight up off her on his elbows. His cock was sluicing slowly in and out of her as she rocked him up and down over her, and he grinned down at her.

"I like fucking you too, Randy." He said as he started moving faster, adding a little hump at the end of each stroke, making her gasp. "And I just need practice eating pussy, I've only been doing it a few days."

"You're kidding me! A big, handsome stud like you?" She laughed. Her heels dug into his ass again urging him deeper, but at a slower pace.

"Honest injun." Tom panted, picking up his pace again as he drove his cock deeper into her wetly sucking cunt hole. "Lois popped our cherries a couple days ago. Then Tracy...oh god! Tracy! She taught me how to make love, not just fuck." He said, burying his cock to the balls and holding it. He grunted as her pussy sleeve contracted around his cockstalk, then pulled out and started stroking into her again, moving faster with every balls deep plunge.

"Slow, Tommy. Do it slow." Randy purred as she writhed under him. "You cock feels so good in me, I just want to make it last. Can you do that for me, honey? Let's just make slow sweet love for a long time, and enjoy each others body's. It's been so long since I just had a long slow fuck."

"Oh god, that sound good." Tom groaned. "But let's try something else." He brought his legs together and stretched them out, then slipped his arms under her. He rocked to one side, then flipped them over quickly.

"Oooooohhhh! You naughty boy! You wanna go cowgirl, huh? I can do that." Randy laughed as she pulled her legs up and got her knees under her. "Do you like my titties, Tommy? They're not and big as Susan or Tracy's, but they taste really good, I promise." She leaned down, turning slightly as she cupped his head in her hand, feeding him one of her stiff nipples.

Tom moaned around her nipple, sucking on it gently as she started working her pussy muscles on his cock. She wasn't moving, but her talented inner muscles milked and massaged him maddeningly. He let his hands roam slowly over her body, caressing her softly, making her moan in return. 

"Mmmmmmm, you're a good lover, Tommy." Randy whispered as she stretched out on him. "Your cock feels so good in me, and the way you touch me...Oooooohhhh! I just love it! Is it okay if we just lay here like this? I know we're supp..."

"Ssshhhhhh. This is fine, Randy." Tim whispered. "We have time, and I like it too. We can fuck later if you want. But right now, I just want you to keep making love to me."

Part Six

"Where the hell is everyone?" Tracy asked as she poured drinks for her and Susan. Phil was drinking a coke, and Timmy had a glass of orange juice. They were passing a joint back and forth, skipping the girls because they kept saying no.

"Randy and Tommy are out in the backyard. I think they're asleep." Susan laughed as she dipped another chip in the queso. "This dip is delicious, I'm going to have to get the recipe. It's just the taste to go with these margaritas!"

"Mom and Kyle disappeared a couple hours ago." Phil said. "I think they went over to my house."

Susan walked over and leaned toward Phil as he took a hit off the joint. He grinned as he took her in his arms and kissed her, blowing the smoke into her lungs. They passed it back and forth until all the smoke was gone, but didn't break their kiss. Phil turned her so he was leaning against the counter, his hands moving down to mold her asscheeks, and one of hers was stroking up and down over his cock.

"I think your mom and I are going to have a problem because of Phil." She told Tim quietly. "I got dibs on his sweet little ass, and if she thin..."

"She's not like that, Tracy." Tim laughed. He dipped his finger into his orange juice, and held it out, letting a drop fall from his finger onto her nipple. He leaned down, sucking her nipple into his mouth, then moved over to the other one, giving it a quick suck. "You might have to share him when Tommy and me go back to school, but she'll be kewl about it."

"No, I won't." They heard Susan mumble into Phil's mouth. She turned and looked at Tracy over her shoulder. "I'm going to adopt him."

"Um, excuse me. Susan?" Randy said as she came in the back door with Tom. "Is it okay if...um, Tommy comes home with me and spends the night?" 

Susan stepped back from Phil, but kept her hand on his cock, and stood close enough to him that he could still touch her.

"What? Tom? What's going on?" She asked, looking back and forth between Randy and her son. She looked down, arching one eyebrow when she saw that they were holding hands.

"Please, Mother?" Tom said, glancing at Randy, then back at his mother. "I have to go back to school in a few weeks, and I'd like to spend as much of that time as I can with Randy. She'd like it too."




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Randy nodded, then smiled at Susan. "I'll take good care of him, Susan. I promise. It's just that...we kind of connected, like you did with Phil." She grinned, looking over at Phil, then back at Susan. "Well, maybe not that intense, but we'd really just like some time together. If it's okay with you."

"Actually Mother, Tommy and I have been talking." Tim said, looking at his brother, then over at his mother. 

"About what, Timmy?" Susan asked him, looking back and forth between her sons, finally letting her eyes come to rest on Tom and Randy's joined hands.

"Tim and I have already applied at Big State, and we still have a few days to decide before the cut off date." Tom said. "Our scholarships will transfer..."

"Yo...you would do that? When did you..." Susan said, her eyes going wide.

"We'd like to stay here, with you, and our friends, Mother." Tim said. "If that's okay, I mean."

"Say yes," Phil whispered to Susan. "You know you want them to stay. And it'll just make things easier."

Tracy put her arm around Tim, smiling over at Susan. "I'll tell you what, Susan. It looks like Lois is going to keep Kyle full time, and I really hope to god they haven't done something stupid like elope. So I want Tim on even calendar days, and Phil on the odd ones." She looked back and forth between the boys. "How does that sound to you guys?"

"I like that idea." Phil said as he slipped his hands around Susan's waist and rested his head on her shoulder. "But I want a couple days alone with Susan before you start swapping us around. What do you think Tim? How's a couple days quality time with Tracy sound to you?"

"I going to go home with Randy, Mother. And it really doesn't matter what you say." Tom said. "We should do it Tim. Our life is here, our friends are here. I want to stay."

"Oh my. You grew up fast didn't you, Tom." Susan said with a smile. She pulled away from Phil and walked over to him, holding out her arm for Tim to join them. They both stepped into her arms, and she hugged them tightly to her bosom. 

She looked up at Randy, and smiled. "You too missy." she said lightly. "It looks like Tom wants to add you to the family"

"I don't know if I'd go that far." Randy laughed as she joined them.

"Well, whatever happens, I hope he doesn't mind sharing you with me." Susan said as she ran her eyes over Randy's body hungrily, then grinned wickedly. "Or we could share him. He's becoming quite the cocksman!"

"So it looks like we have something else to celebrate! We're not going to lose two cocks after all!" Tracy laughed. "I'm going to call Lois and tell her what's going on. Randy, you can spend the night here, unless you two really want to be alone, there's plenty of room. You too Susan. I think we should keep this party going!" She said as she reached for a pitcher. "Everybody grab a glass. Drinks are on the house!"

End Scene Twelve

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